Chapter 309 Attack
Harold raised his hand, and golden dust swirled in his palm like a vortex. These golden particles spread outward and condensed regularly.
Thick rock walls appeared out of nowhere, and under Harold's manipulation, they gradually turned into a circular wall. The headquarters of "Legacy of the God-King" was trapped in it like a turtle in a jar.
When the last piece of rock structure was completed, Harold put down his hand, but felt dizzy. His body swayed slightly twice before he could barely keep his balance.
Building such a large area of wall at one time has exceeded his limit. He tried his best to make the wall thicker and stronger, and increase the number of walls as much as possible to avoid any loopholes.
However, the elemental power has reached its limit, and there is really not a drop left.
Harold laughed at himself in his heart.
While Harold was building the rock wall, Kucera and Tikriti both remained silent tacitly, but they couldn't help but exclaim in admiration in their hearts.
Hearing it with one's own ears is one thing, and seeing it with one's own eyes is another. Haroldt's control over the elemental power of rock far exceeded their understanding. They had never seen anyone who could create such a spectacle before.
When Harold finished the work, Tikriti helped Kusela back a few steps.
"...Give me a hand." Harold had to speak up when he saw this.
Tikriti's attention had been on the golden rock structure. Hearing this, he noticed that Harold's condition was not right. Thinking about the area of the rock structure, he suddenly realized it. He helped Kusela to walk to Harold's side and let Harold's left arm rest on his other shoulder.
Then, with Kucera in his left hand and Harold in his right hand, he led the two away from the area.
After the three of them stood still, Kusela looked up at the high wall in front of him, thinking of the people who enslaved him, those who forced him to commit serious crimes, those who mocked and humiliated him...all were within this high wall.
Now, they are only separated from him by a wall, but soon, they will be separated forever!
Kusela felt that all the pain of the past was blocked in this wall.
Just detonate the explosives...just detonate the explosives now...it's all over!
All the enslaved people will be liberated, including the caravans coming from the city, the mercenaries working outside... Those who are trying to survive will no longer have to worry about their hard work being looted, and the souls killed by the devil's knife will also be freed...
Kusela's lips trembled with excitement. Although he kept reminding himself that it was too early to consider these things, thousands of thoughts still surged into his mind. He roared with a choked voice:
"I'm going to detonate the bomb!"
"Okay!" Tikriti stared at the circle of rock creations with burning eyes. As a mercenary with the same experience as Kusela, his mood at the moment was similar to Kusela's. He was also full of emotions and couldn't wait to witness the destruction of the "Legacy of the God-King".
Harold did not answer, his eyes dimmed slightly. Just staying awake took up all his energy. Entrusting himself to two trustworthy friends until he recovered his strength was the best choice he could make.
Kusela held his breath and pressed the button without hesitation.
"boom--!"
A huge roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. The steep cliff that had originally stood there cracked in the middle. A huge rock slid down the mountain and fell rapidly onto the sand, making another explosion.
The circle of rock creations was completely covered by the dust raised by the explosion. From the perspective of Harold and others, they could only see the flickering golden rock elements through the thick smoke.
What happened? What happened?!
Tikriti's heart was beating fast. He opened his eyes wide and stared in the direction of the rock formation, fearing that a group of people would appear in front of them unharmed in the next second.
Harold still had his head down, but now he had closed his eyes and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
Kusela relieved himself of his strength and looked much more relaxed. These explosives were all high-end goods that he and Shazzaman had bought from the rainforest. They were extremely powerful. He believed that no one could survive the explosion just now.
Next is their battlefield.
Kusela couldn't help but look into the distance, in the direction of the "Eye of Achmar" camp.
...
"boom--!"
The sudden explosion frightened all the mercenaries stranded in the camp. This sudden change caused chaos among them who had just been drinking, eating meat, playing finger-guessing games and bragging, waiting for the return of their leaders.
Loot clothes, find weapons, wake up companions...
The camp was filled with panic, but the mercenaries who had been instigated to rebel were well prepared. They tore off a piece of red cloth and tied it around their foreheads, then drew their knives and slashed at their bewildered "companions".
These mercenaries who were forced to join the "Legacy of the God-King" vented all their anger and malice. While reaping the lives of these villains, they shouted:
"The leader is dead!"
"The leader is dead--!"
"Enemy attack——!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Ten thousand people came!"
Shouts came one after another, one after another, and all the information conveyed in the shouts was wearing down the mercenaries' fighting spirit.
Amid the shouts, there were gradually sounds of desperate sobbing and hacking. The emotion of fear was extremely contagious and spread like a ghost.
The mercenaries who still had some sense soon realized the truth of the "captain's murder" because the explosion took place at the headquarters of "The Legacy of the God-King".
The vast majority of mercenaries, drunk, awake, dizzy, and sober, had lost their will to fight, and many of them were screaming and crying aimlessly, making the situation worse.
They didn't know how many people there were on the other side, nor could they figure out what weapons they had. Some mercenaries chose to abandon everything and rush into the vast sea of sand, but they were shot through by poisoned crossbow arrows the next second.
This night is destined to no longer be lonely. Under the cold moonlight, flames shot up into the sky, and various elemental forces swept across all battlefields - the support of "Ahmar's Beard" and the caravan has arrived!
The mercenaries who took part in the hunting operation all wore red headscarves to prevent them from accidentally hurting their own people. Each group of people supporting each battlefield carried elemental bottles, weapons that sealed residual souls, or the Eye of God. For the mercenaries who had completely lost their fighting spirit, this was a one-sided massacre!
The camps of all the mercenary groups of "Legacy of the God-King" became hell on earth, especially the "Eye of Achmar". Explosives were buried under the camp of "Eye of Achmar". When the explosives under the headquarters exploded, all the explosives in that part were also detonated.
A quarter of the members of this most notorious mercenary group among the "Legacy of the God-King" were killed, and half of them were affected by the explosion and lost fingers, toes, or entire arms and legs.
When "Ahmar's Beard" and the mercenaries of the caravan arrived, mercenaries with missing body parts and distorted faces could be seen everywhere in the camp, falling to the ground or curling up and wriggling like worms.