Chapter 162
Whoosh!
Boom!
A sudden surge of crimson flames swept over Schaten’s camp like a winding river.
Crack! Sizzle!
Caught in the sudden ambush, soldiers were incinerated by the direct blast, turning into heaps of black ash in an instant.
Had it been an ordinary fire or a simple magical attack, these well-trained soldiers would have collectively extinguished the flames and assumed a defensive posture. However, the ‘Flame Wall,’ a spell that curved along the mana circuits, dealt the most efficient blow to the unsuspecting troops.
Nine out of ten perished in the initial strike.
Roar!
Only the Ice Trolls survived the direct hit of the Flame Wall.
But that alone was enough for chaos to ensue.
Crunch! Snap!
“Aaaaagh!”
“Save me!”
With the soldiers meant to control them dead, the Ice Trolls immediately broke their restraints and began to run riot.
“W-what in the world…?”
Owl Abys stood frozen, his expression rigid as he stared at the hellscape unfolding before him.
Khal stood beside him with his arms crossed, his expression indifferent.
“Take a good look. See how futile and hollow everything you built collapses…”
A shiver ran down Owl’s spine.
At the sound of Khal’s voice, Owl’s face turned pale. He had considered the Mad Dog of Lucon to be nothing more than a man who couldn’t control his temper, someone who caused incidents without regard for the consequences.
Of course, that wasn’t entirely wrong.
However, Owl had miscalculated two things.
The first was the scale of the destruction this man could cause.
