Reincarnated As A Demonic Dragon, I Formed A Pact With A Beautiful Female Lord - Chapter 434

Chapter 434: Who Is The Lord?

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I’ll go and instruct them,” said the Lord and turned to leave.

With the guild master present, he wasn’t worried.

The sound of a splash alerted them. They looked up to see the Lord’s troops rapidly descending.

“Lead a team to clean up that Lord’s troops. Don’t make a mistake this time,” said Pan Sen as he gestured to the chubby Lord.

“These Lords… I don’t think we should kill them. They might have some value,” said the chubby Lord.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the collapsed ruins of the building.

Before long, the two large groups of barbarian soldiers and several Lords appeared. They nodded at Pan Sen and the chubby Lord. The soldiers followed the chubby Lord.

Numerous Half-Murlocs surrounded them. The soldiers didn’t dare to step out of the area. They weren’t in a hurry.

They only needed to apply a little pressure, and the enemy would be deceived to reveal themselves.

With the melee ability of the barbarian army, no one could resist them. Upon hearing the name of the Heavy Shield Guild, most troops gave up and surrendered.

Only two hours ago, a Lord had tried to resist. He had been killed.

It was all a game for the chubby Lord. He led the troops and passed by the dilapidated building. His eyebrows furrowed slightly when he heard the faint roars and sounds of the ongoing battle.

He was a bit uneasy. The chubby Lord led the troops ahead. The louder the commotion, the more anxious he became.

The chubby Lord wanted to smack the Lord outside. What was the point in provoking those evil Half-Murlocs?

He bypassed the collapsed building in a rage. His field of vision widened as he approached the area besieged by the Half-Murlocs. He saw a massive army outside.

The Murlocs were being slaughtered mercilessly. It was a one-sided massacre!

Above the giant platform at the entrance, there were many types of troops flapping their wings.

They held battleaxes that burned with dark fire. Dark chains coiled around their arms. They threw their battleaxes at their enemies and the chains were pulled taut.

With each throw, the evil Half-Murlocs within the attack range were severed into half.

When the battleaxes shot into a densely crowded area, it exploded. The Half-Murlocs suffered heavy injuries because of the explosion.

Dismembered limbs flew everywhere, and it rained blood!

Even with the evil Half-Murlocs guarding the place, it would require immense strength to overcome the enemies.

“How-how is this possible?!”

The Half-Murlocs were at Level 65! How were they defeated so easily? Everyone was filled with shock at the scene.

They thought it would be another easy job to get rid of the Lord as it had been with the other Lords they had captured. However, this was a nightmare!

Terrifying roars resounded through the sky. The Dark Demon Dragon’s breath spanned dozens of meters in the air. The evil Half-Murlocs at the front were engulfed in flames.

The Murlocs melted as though they were made of ice. Their agonized screams filled the air. The army of evil Half-Murlocs was cleared away.

As they watched through the gap, they saw a terrifying Dark Demon Dragon hovering midair. The dragon was engulfed in black mist. The huge body flew in the sky and oppressed everyone with a frightening aura.

The dragons flew straight toward them, and their knees became wobbly in fear.

Before they could even react, the opponent had crossed hundreds of meters. The terrifying head loomed in the sky.

The fear among the soldiers was palpable. They contemplated running far away from this.

The enemy was still hunting the tainted Half-Murlocs. However, the sight of the Dark Demon Dragon filled everyone with fear.

The Lords opened the attribute panel to understand what kind of creature the dragon was. However, there was no information revealed.

The chubby Lord almost collapsed in fear, but he had to raise the morale of the barbarian soldiers around him.

“We are the Heavy Shield Guild of the Northern Barbarian Kingdom, and our guild master is Pan Sen!” said the chubby Lord loudly. “We are here to help the god! If you are here for the same thing, why do we even need to fight?”

“Who told you that we came to help the god?”

‘They didn’t come here to help the god?’ The chubby Lord was confused. A chill ran down his spine when he realized that the Lord was here to hunt the god instead!

The chubby Lord was in disbelief. Who in the world would try to fight against a god?

Even with the Heavy Shield Guild’s extraordinary capabilities, they wouldn’t dare harbor the slightest bit of hostility toward the god.

The gap in strength was simply too vast!

The chubby Lord saw the Half-Murlocs being slaughtered mercilessly. It seemed like the opponent truly possessed the ability to imprison a god!

He was perplexed. ‘Who is this Lord? How could they have such tremendous power?’

“No matter which mission you’ve chosen, the Heavy Shield Guild enjoys befriending formidable individuals like yourself.. As a follower of Pan Sen, we hold great respect for strong warriors!”