The Guardians’ Throne – The First Magic Swordsman - Chapter 441

When the first scouts noticed a shadow approaching in the distance, they got up and tried to run and alert the others, but they fell on the ground at the very moment Zaos used Sleep.

Instead of picking up the pace, he just walked normally toward the camp. He only stopped the scouts out of habit since the first line of defense soon noticed Zaos and equipped their weapons to fight. At first, the soldiers didn’t recognize Zaos and looked down on him since he was only armed with a single word and didn’t have a shield, so they dashed toward him. However, when the first soldier tried to stab him with a spear, Zaos moved to his left side in a single fluid motion. They then swung his sheathed his sword two times in a quick motion, hitting the soldier in the shoulders before he could even finish his strike.

Zaos felt and heard the cracks of bones breaking and also the sound of the soldier dropping his weapon and then grunting while he fell on his knees. The other four soldiers tried to surround Zaos and attack at the same time. Still, before they could close the encirclement, Zaos dashed toward one of them and kicked his stomach. When the soldier bent his body, Zaos attacked his shoulders and broke them.

The other three attacked Zaos from behind, but he hit their stomachs with Stone Bullet and stopped them for a moment. That gave him the chance to dash toward them and repeat the process. Zaos could hear some movements in the nearby tents, so he unsheathed his sword and drained the little mana the soldiers had. At the same time, he put all the nearby tents on fire with Fire Arrows. Now the soldiers were divided in preventing any more damage and stopping the intruder. That should prevent Zaos from facing too many enemies at the same time.

Another group armed with magic crossbows and spears appeared. As expected, the ones with crossbows stepped forward and fired bolts that had the power of fire magic, but Zaos blocked the projectiles by swinging his sword in an arc. The soldiers couldn’t believe that someone had reflexes good enough to pull that off, but they saw that happening.

Before they could try again, Zaos fired Stone Bullets toward their hands and broke their fingers, making the archers drop their weapons. Zaos dashed toward them, but the spearmen stepped toward to stop him. Zaos enhanced his sword with earth magic and made it even longer than the spears, and then he brandished it, biting the enemies and knocking them down. Before they could grab their weapons and try to get up again, they saw Zaos’ cold eyes and froze for a moment. They thought that they would die, but Zaos only broke their shoulders as well. Somehow, they felt relieved and scared to see someone so angry, but fortunately, his anger wasn’t being directed at them.

The archers tried to use the crossbows with the remaining hands, but Zaos had got close enough to stop them with his sword instead of magic. The sword strikes completely broke their arms to the point where their faces turned blue due to the pain… Zaos had planned to steal the archers’ mana, but he decided to grab their crossbows and then use them on the tents nearby. He could see dozens of soldiers approaching, so it would be better if he focused on using those now instead of his mana, and so he did it.

The wounded soldiers began to retreat since they couldn’t fight, and they didn’t want to block the path of their allies. They were thankful to the invader for not taking their lives, but they couldn’t understand why he was doing that… the reason for that was the fact that they didn’t recognize Zaos. Several years had passed since the last time someone of Sairus kingdom had seen him, after all.

“I only have a few minutes before they have the chance to use any formation against me, so I’d better do this quickly,” Zaos thought. At the same time, he began to burn dozens of tents with the fire crossbows.

Unfortunately, while they had weapons similar to the ones he had fabricated, the crossbows couldn’t even last half of the time he could. Even though the power of the projectiles was nothing special… Still, Zaos used them as fast as possible and then threw them away when they ran out of mana.

It didn’t take long for a group of heavy infantry to appear… armed with large shields and heavy spears, Zaos would have a hard time facing them while trying to save his mana and while using only a single arm. Still, he could stop them, and he decided to do so. After enhancing his blade with wind magic until sparks of lightning began to appear, Zaos swung his sword, and fifteen or so infantrymen stopped their advance and raised their shields. As expected of warriors that were going to war… They completely blocked the attack, and not a single one died. Still, a lot of steam began to emit from their bodies since the electric current damaged them. Some fell unconscious right there, while others fell on their knees, unable to move a single muscle.

“That should keep them down for a few hours…” Zaos thought.

Another heavy infantry unit appeared, and Zaos could even see a lot more approaching in the distance. Fighting more than a few dozen while not trying to kill them might be a bit more than he could handle, so he decided to retreat and see if the soldiers would be fool enough to chase him through the darkness of the night.

Zaos began to run away, and the infantrymen were forced to stop when he disappeared in the darkness. Still, a couple of minutes later, he saw some horses approaching and heading toward him.. That was convenient but too foolish… that is what happens when you let pride decide things for you.