The speed was so great that people had no time to react.
"Damn it! So fast! How could—!"
Franck cried out in terror, his eyes filled with surprise and unease.
He swung his longsword, condensing battle aura, attempting to block Agnes's attack.
But the descending giant black battle axe seemed to cleave through the galaxy, carrying an unstoppable momentum.
His instinctive unease was now perfectly validated.
In an instant, Franck's condensed battle aura was shattered. His longsword was severed, its sharp blade as fragile as paper, unable to withstand the blow.
Then, the black giant axe broke through Franck's helmet, splitting Franck himself, along with the warhorse beneath him, completely in two!
Blood and organs splattered like a bursting fountain, staining the surrounding ground crimson.
Brutal! Bloody!
Yet clean and decisive, without any hesitation!
This was Agnes's fighting style.
She never gave her enemies a moment to breathe, every strike aimed for a swift, fatal blow.
Dismembered limbs and crimson blood splattered everywhere, like a shocking downpour of blood.
Agnes stood proudly amidst it all, not dodging in the slightest, allowing the hot blood to pour over her like a waterfall.
In her eyes, there was no trace of pity or fear, only endless coldness and killing intent surging.
Agnes, the undisputed protagonist of the game "crimson-haired demon god", and a renowned War God in the doujin world.
As the Demon Slaying General of Ere Groa, legend had it that she wore divine armor and, by herself, could incinerate hordes of monsters to ash. No matter how weak a nation, with her alone, it could contend with the great powers.
These enemies before her, in her eyes, didn't even qualify to make her use one-tenth of her power!
Initially, Link had thought he would draw the Demon Slaying Armor. Now, thinking about it, it was indeed true that only Agnes could be considered the most top-tier existence in the work "crimson-haired demon god"!
"Victory is ahead! Charge with me!"
On the battlefield, the shouts of killing were deafening, piercing the clouds.
Link's gaze was like a torch. The moment Franck fell, he suddenly drew the cold, gleaming knight's sword from his waist, raised his arm high, and roared with all his might.
That voice seemed to contain endless power, penetrating the clamor of the battlefield and reaching deep into the heart of every Soldier.
Franck's death was like a heavy bomb, exploding in the enemy ranks, instantly dealing a heavy blow to their morale.
And Agnes, like a War God descended, her appearance sent their morale skyrocketing like a rocket, reaching its peak.
Following Link's shouts and charge, the cavalry behind him surged forward like fierce tigers descending from the mountains, closely following Link's footsteps, fighting side by side fearlessly on this cruel and merciless battlefield.
The combat power of the Greck Cavalry was by no means an empty boast. They galloped, their momentum like a rainbow, and with every swing of their weapons, each attack carried the force to overturn mountains and seas.
Their sharp lances, like the scythes of death, mercilessly harvested the lives of Orlando's private Soldiers.
The three hundred Greck Cavalry summoned by Link were undoubtedly the elite of the elite.
Lances and knight's swords, in their hands, were like nimble living beings; every swing took a fresh life.
Enemies trembled, bled, and fell beneath their feet, a tragic scene that was unbearable to witness.
However, their hearts held only loyalty to Link, their new king, without a trace of mercy.
"Hooah!"
Agnes, like an enraged lioness, wielded the giant battle axe, wantonly ravaging, mercilessly trampling, and utterly crushing her enemies.
The black battle axe exuded a chilling deterrent force.
Every swing left deep furrows in the ground, and everywhere it passed was a trace of blood intertwined with glory.
Souls trembled beneath her axe, as if submitting to this terrifying power.
Link stood on the battlefield, his gaze cold and merciless as he watched everything unfold.
He understood that without Agnes and without these Greck Cavalry, he might have ended up like Liu Xie, manipulated by others and dying an obscure death.
In this brutally cruel world, only by confronting blood and death could one win freedom and justice.
Under the overwhelming charge of Agnes and the Greck Cavalry, the fifty-odd private Soldiers Orlando had brought quickly became cold corpses.
The rain grew heavier, large drops falling like hail, washing the blood from their armor and forming shocking crimson streams in the streets.
"Lord! Orlando and all his private Soldiers have been executed!"
Before long, Agnes came before Link, bowing respectfully.
At the same time, at the other end of the street, a troop of Soldiers hurried over, led by a golden-haired, blue-eyed, graceful female knight.
She was Lina, the captain of the Winterfell City Knight Order, a gold-ranked female swordswoman.
In Link's memory, in the game's storyline, this Captain Lina did not betray him, but her fate was quite tragic; if he remembered correctly, she died during a beast siege.
Author's Note:
Author's Note: PS: Lina is the female protagonist from the mobile game "Forced NTR Underground Ruins Female Knight Lina."