Armipotent
chapter-1189

Tang Shaoyang found it interesting because he found a group of thirty people outside the south gate, hiding behind the trees. They had armor and were equipped with a weapon. The group was hiding in a formation, surrounding the road. They seemed to be waiting for someone to ambush them, but his group was the only one in this fortress. He then glanced at Captain Brond as their target might be this guy.

"What!? We are going to fight?" Captain Brond was surprised to hear that from Tang Shaoyang. He was instructed to be a guide by General Muril. He agreed with no complaint since he admired the players' bravery to stay as the back guard. However, he did not agree to fight the demon and the beastmen. It was suicidal no matter how strong the players were.

"You can stay here, and you can run if you are in danger. No one asks you to fight… No, don't fight! You stay here or you run after your General. I don't want you to take my share," Lu An waved his hand, telling Captain Brond to leave. He did not want another pair of hands to compete with him. Rosalie, Wrath, and Greed would take a big chunk, so he did not want another one joining the fight.

"You guys can go on a rampage. I will keep a watch on him," Tang Shaoyang waved his hand.

Wrath opened his wing and flew up high. The little guy checked the incoming assault, then he flapped back to Tang Shaoyang's shoulder and closed his eyes. He was not interested in the fight.

Meanwhile, Greed had long gone from his shoulder. Then the sky brightened with five big fireballs, coming down toward the incoming armies. Lu An also disappeared after Tang Shaoyang said they could go on a rampage.

"You are not interested in fighting?" Tang Shaoyang touched Wrath's head with his index finger, caressing his head. It was rare for the Golden Dragon not interested in the fight. He was usually competitive against Greed, but not this time.

Wrath just enjoyed the rubbing before giving a slight shake, indicating he did not want to fight, "But Why?" He could not help but ask the dragon.

"They are too weak, too weak to the point that fighting them has no meaning. It's not fun anymore when they just stand there when I burn them."

The answer was a surprise, weak or strong opponent, Wrath always wanted to join the fight. That made him curious about how weak the incoming forces were. He stood up, coming closer to the edge to get a closer look. The night did not really obstruct his vision, but there was no enemy that was close enough for him to use Detection. They were too far for him to use the skill.

The painful roar and shrieks rang in the air as the demon and the beastmen died. Rosalie, Lu An, and Greed made sure the enemy did not come closer to the wall. The Flame Empress also had come off the wall, rushing toward the thousand of enemies.

"I can't really tell, too far," Tang Shaoyang lost interest and returned to the chair, assuming the most relaxing position. Meanwhile, Captain Brond slowly came to the edge, looking toward the golden fire ahead of him. He saw the shadow of the demon and beastmen ran while the fire consumed them. He could not see what the young man did, but he was in shock that the enemy army could not even reach a hundred meters range of the fortress.

"This…." His mouth gaped open, blinking his eyes a few times. It was too surreal; it felt like a dream. Last night they struggled to defend the fortress, yet a group of three managed to hold it down, not even letting the enemy come close to the wall.

Captain Brond slowly turned his head toward Tang Shaoyang. He wanted to ask something, but no words came out. Looking at the battlefield that was barely visible to his eyes, he wanted to know these people's real rank. However, he knew it was rude to ask, and he might accidentally offend the players. That was the worst scenario for him, angering these people. However, curiosity pushed him as the words were at the edge of his tongue. He really wanted to ask the question in his head, but he had enough to hold. He stood there, watching the golden fire spread out.

Ten minutes passed, and Captain Brond sensed the cat that always slept on Tang Shaoyang's shoulder, standing next to him. The cat stood on the merlon, licking his paw. Captain Brond stared at the cat, wondering where the cat came from.

Greed gave Captain Brond a glance, and he fell on his butt with his eyes widened in shock. Just now, he felt like he was dead when his gaze met the cat. It felt like his heart stopped beating for a moment there.

"He's an ally. Don't scare him. Haven't you eaten enough?" Captain Brond heard Tang's voice, but he did not dare to say anything at that. He was scared of the cat, realizing it was more than just a cat.

"Does the demon taste awful? Then you should go for the beastmen,"

That was a casual conversation between the cat and the owner, yet it made Captain Bron sweat. His back was soaked with his sweat as his legs shook. He slowly got back on his feet, leaning toward the rail to support him. The poor Captain Brond just got back on his feet, then Lu An appeared right in front of him, giving him a huge scare. Especially when the young man was covered in blood. His hair was dyed by the blood and half of his face was covered in blood as well.

Plop!

Captain Brond fell on his butt once more as his legs gave out. Lu An regarded the man as an air, not even giving Captain Brond a glance. He rushed toward Wrath with a big smile, "Thanks for not joining the battle, Wrath. There are only five Ancient Ranks, and Greed took two of them. I will get less share if you join too."

Rosalie also returned, slowly descending from the sky to the wall, "It's around two thousand armies, and we don't take that long to finish them off. Should we call General Muril to go back here?"

Captain Brond realized the fight did not last that long. It felt like the fight had just started, but the three figures who were supposed to be on the battlefield had returned. Listening to their conversation, it seemed the fight was over. It was hard to believe, especially for someone like him who had stayed on the frontline for years. It took him eleven years to be a Captain, and he had become a Captain for almost three years. He had almost fourteen years of experience, and this was still hard to believe.

The curiosity gave him a little bit more strength, pushing himself back on his feet again. Captain Brond then looked toward the direction where the battle took place. The golden fire was still raging out there, but he could not hear anything aside from the breeze and the fire that cracked, burning the tree and the surrounding. The roar and the shriek could not be heard anymore, and he could not sense the incoming enemy anymore. Their presence was gone.