The Guardian gods-Chapter 255

Erik’s general met the blow head-on, their swords clashing in a blinding flash of light and dark energy. The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, knocking both generals off their feet. They lay there for a moment, gasping for breath, blood pooling around them.

Slowly, painfully, Erik’s general forced himself to his feet. His vision blurred, and his body screamed in agony, but he pushed forward. The Beast-like General was also rising, his eyes burning with hatred and desperation. With a roar, Erik’s general charged, his sword raised high.

The Beast-like General swung his blade in a wide arc, red flames trailing behind it, but Erik’s general ducked under the swing, closing the distance between them. In a desperate maneuver, Erik’s general feigned a stumble, drawing the Beast-like General in. As the fiery blade descended towards him, Erik’s general rolled to the side, coming up behind his opponent. With a roar, he drove his sword through the Beast-like General’s back, the blade erupting out of his chest in a shower of sparks and flame.

The Beast-like General gasped, his eyes wide with shock and fury. He twisted around, his fiery blade lashing out one last time, Erik’s general too slow to react watched as the sword sliced into his side.

With a final, determined push, Erik’s general yanked his sword free and struck again, this time severing the Beast-like General’s head from his body.

The headless body of the Beast-like General stood for a moment, flames still flickering around the gaping wound, before collapsing to the ground. Erik’s general stumbled back, gasping for breath, his vision swimming. He dropped to one knee, clutching at the wound on his chest.

On Silas’s side, the mages continued to support their troops, creating stable paths and launching elemental attacks at Erik’s forces. The battlefield was a chaotic blend of steel, magic, and sheer willpower. Roland, noticing the mages’ impact, called out to his own spellcasters.

"Mages, counter their magic! Disrupt their formations!" His voice was a rallying cry, and Erik’s mages quickly began to weave their own spells, aiming to neutralize the advantage Silas’s mages had created.

The end of the battle soon caught the attention of everyone, seeing the general on their side still standing, Roland immediately began pushing to get closer to the general and it so happens that the rune formation he was commanding was for healing.

As long as the general was thrown into the formation, he could heal and recover. Things didn’t go as easily as Silas’ army began moving towards the weakened general, for a while both armies had the same goal but different purposes.

It would have been an equal game if Silas didn’t have his aerial troops, as they were the one that made it faster to the general as they dropped from the sky using their body to ensure that the general was weakened and broken down.

To delay Roland and his troops a huge earthwall was conjured up to limit Roland from reaching the general. The general was doing his best to stand up and battle but his battle with the beast general pushed him to his limit and the sword wound caused by the beast general was healing up quick to stop him bleeding out.

Up above the sky, the female general in charge of Silas aerial troop was hovering above the sky like a bird waiting for its target to show weakness, at the same time she was commanding her troops to throw themselves at the general.

Suddenly her eyes shrinked, as an opportunity showed itself. In a moment of weakness the general couldn’t move away in time to be impaled by a bone spear held by a flying parasitised soldier.

A loud shockwave heard over the cry of battle came from the sky, as the female general moved, Erik’s eyes shrinked as he followed the female general figure.

His spear appeared in his hand ready to be thrown by him, but the gloomy magical energy that appeared at the same time as his spear made him clench his spear till his hands turned white.

He could see the female general descending rapidly, her eyes locked on the weakened figure of his own general. Time seemed to slow as the distance between them closed, every second stretching into an eternity.

"Hold the line!" Erik bellowed to his men. "Protect the general at all costs!" His voice carried the weight of command and desperation, and his soldiers responded with fervor, redoubling their efforts to break through the earthwall and reach their beleaguered leader.

Roland, sensing the critical nature of the moment, pushed his men harder. "We must break through! For our general! For Erik!" He slashed at the wall with his own sword, his eyes burning with determination. The mages at his side chanted in unison, their combined magic battering the wall that stood between them and their goal.

In just this short moment, the female general already flew close to the general with her speed. Similar to a falcon punch, she delivered a fast heavy blow to the general head, as loud crack can be heard as the general head was twisted back like an owl.

With the quickness she came was the same quickness she left as she took to the sky once again.

A roar of anguish and fury erupted from Erik’s forces. Roland, seeing the brutal attack, let out a primal scream and charged forward with renewed determination. "Push through! We can’t let this stand!" His voice was hoarse with emotion, his sword blazing with a fierce light as he hacked at the earthwall with all his strength.

The combined magic of Erik’s mages finally shattered the barrier, and Roland’s troops surged through the breach. They reached their fallen general, who lay motionless on the ground. Roland’s eyes widened in horror at the sight.

Erik, seeing the dire situation, felt a cold rage settle over him. His gaze shifted to the female general, who was now hovering above, a smug look on her face.

Erik looking at the sky in anger thought to himself "We need to do something about them, the battle was already hard as they were outnumbered, only the formation was keeping them strong and they can’t have their attention divided in dealing with the aerial troops"

"Maybe the archers and mages can work together, but that will leave them vulnerable to the ground troops and Roland and his general can’t taken on the roll of guarding as they are already occupied dealing with army"

A hard choice was placed in front of Erik, he either has to interfere or just hope for the best to happen while he stays back and commands the troops.

If he was the previous Erik who hasn’t grown from his failure, he would no doubt choose to throw himself at Erik to attack, but after accepting his role in this new world, he no longer can be selfish.

Attacking Silas this very moment, will lead to him not playing at his full strength as he let go of his full strength both ally and foe is in equal danger which is what Silas wants.

Silas cares little for the soldiers he lost, but Erik doesn’t have the heart to do the same so all he can do is wait and adjust his strategy so that his men will get the chance to see their family after this battle.

Erik’s mind raced, formulating a new plan. "Archers and mages form a protective circle! Focus your fire on the aerial troops! We need to keep them at bay while maintaining our ground defense!" His voice carried the weight of authority and urgency.

The archers quickly repositioned, their bows aimed skyward, while the mages began to chant, conjuring shields and offensive spells to counter the airborne threat. They worked in unison, their combined efforts creating a dome of protective fire and magic around their forces.

Roland and his men saw the renewed efforts of their comrades and felt a surge of hope. They tightened their formation, creating a bulwark around the healing rune formation.

The female general above saw the shift in strategy and realized her advantage was slipping as she let out a furious screech.

Erik, standing at the forefront, kept his eyes on Silas. He could feel the Silas gaze upon him, a sinister anticipation in the air. "We hold this ground!" Erik shouted. "For our general! For our families! We will not falter!"

His words galvanized his troops, their resolve hardening like steel. The archers and mages, despite their initial vulnerability, adapted quickly, their volleys becoming more precise, more deadly.

The female general quickly adjusted her troops as they got up a bit higher from the range of the mage and archers. That gave Erik’s army a moment to breathe as the aerial troops were no longer making moves on them.

Silas, seeing his plan to divide and conquer unravel, snarled in frustration. The general riding the huge boar, walked forward with the ground beneath him shaking but with Silas raising his hand, he stopped.

The female general in a horse similar to Silas bowed to him as she began moving towards the battlefield, behind here were the Plague bearers and the mind reavers.

The female general in the sky looking for ways to attack, received a command as she fell together with her troops above the Female mage general.