God Of War Dad

“Your Highness, the Crown Prince!”

One of the elders at the Perfect Realm turned around and looked in Ashby’s direction, shouting loudly, “What’s going on?”

“Why isn’t the army moving?”

Just as he turned his head, Sean had already charged at him. The moment his words fell, Wolf’s Massacre had already pierced into his abdomen!

Boom! The elder didn’t even have the chance to cry out in shock. The bright energy was channeled into his body through Wolf’s Massacre, as if a heavy bomb had been installed inside him. The next moment, when Sean pulled out Wolf’s Massacre, his body shattered into pieces!

This was a real shattering!

Flesh turned into foam! Bones became dust!

All that was left was a thick fog of blood. The elder had disappeared where he stood, completely vanished!

As if he had never existed!

This scene shocked everyone!

Murder was one thing, but the way Sean killed was too brutal, too wild, it could be described as cruel. Even the seasoned soldiers who had experienced countless battles couldn’t help but feel their scalps tingle, unconsciously stepping back, expanding their encirclement, fearing that they would be caught in Sean’s terrifying blade.

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At the same time, Maclean Lyons and the generals next to him, Gloydius and the barbarian elders next to him, their faces gradually became extremely solemn!

After all, once Sean killed Ashby, according to the instructions of the King of Night and Lilies Archer, they were to stand against Sean, turning from allies into enemies, to take down Sean!

Such an opponent like Sean was terrifying!

Facing the siege of Perfect Realm cultivators, he was like a tiger among sheep, killing as easily as chopping vegetables!

However, Sean was now filled with murderous intent, wanting to vent his raging anger with the blood and lives of the bastards in front of him, not caring at all about the expressions and reactions of those around him!

After dealing with that elder, Sean didn’t stop at all, immediately charging towards the remaining six people!

The remaining six were almost scared to death!

They weren’t fools! Without the assistance of Maclean Lyons and Gloydius, and the fifty thousand-strong army, they were bound to die if they continued to fight!

Not one of them could escape! Not one of them could survive!

So…

“Ashby!”

“You traitorous bastard, I was wrong to trust you!”

“Even if I become a ghost!”

“I won’t let you off!”

Without any discussion, the six elders instinctively fled in all directions, hoping that just like last time at Prince Adam’s mansion, the heavens would be merciful and let them escape with their lives!

While frantically fleeing for their lives, two of the elders couldn’t help but shout out in anger!

Their anger was directed at Ashby!

They had come to Fort South to assist Ashby in killing Sean. Now, after laying out their plans for so long and finally reaching the moment of killing Sean, they were fighting for their lives against Sean while Ashby was standing with Maclean Lyons and Gloydius, showing no intention of taking action!

Wasn’t this sending them to their deaths???

Of course, they didn’t know what had happened to Ashby, or why Maclean Lyons and Gloydius hadn’t acted according to the plan!

But, in the face of life and death, those things weren’t important anymore!

After all, they were under Ashby’s command, if they were tricked and killed, they would blame Ashby!

At this moment, Ashby was surrounded by Maclean Lyons and Gloydius and others, “protected” in the middle. He watched as the original plan to kill Sean turned into a game of a hawk chasing chickens, and he was so angry he was about to explode!

His heart had completely sunk to the bottom!

Ashby was not a fool! As things had progressed to this point, how could he not see that both Maclean Lyons and Gloydius might be plotting against him?

“Maclean!”

“Gloydius!”

The desperate screams and curses from the battlefield continued to ring out. The remaining six elders were being systematically slaughtered by Sean. Ashby could bear it no longer. In a fit of rage, he directly addressed Maclean Lyons and Gloydius, discarding any formal title. Through gritted teeth, he asked, “Is this the war of attrition you spoke of? The rotational battle strategy? To send my men to their senseless deaths?”

As he spoke, Ashby clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with rage. His body’s powerful dark energy churned violently, seemingly ready to burst forth. A gale force seemed to form around him. He resembled a furious beast, ready to devour.

Upon seeing this, Maclean Lyons and Gloydius exchanged a glance. They tried to placate him as best they could, “Your Highness, don’t worry. General Sean has expended a lot of bright energy killing so many people. Wait a bit longer. We will strike when the time is right.”

Maclean Lyons and Gloydius knew they couldn’t keep up the ruse much longer. The moment Ashby unleashed his dark energy, they were on high alert, ready to strike him down should he turn against them.

Coincidentally, at this moment, one of the Perfect Realm elders managed to break free from the battle, leaping into the midst of the fifty-thousand-strong army. Ashby watched as the soldiers did not make way for the elder, instead raising their long spears and mercilessly skewering him as he tried to jump over them.

Fifty thousand soldiers! A sea of people! Each one armed with a long spear, thousands upon thousands pointed towards the elder. He felt his scalp tingle, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He had barely managed to escape from Sean’s Wolf’s Massacre, counting himself lucky. But now, as he hovered in mid-air, he saw the long spears waiting for him below. There was nowhere to land without being skewered.

Can you imagine that kind of despair?

Death is not scary. What’s terrifying is the moment you thought you would survive, only to find out the next moment you are still going to die, and you can already imagine your own death.

That psychological gap between seeing hope and falling back into despair was enough to drive a man to madness. It was a fate worse than death!

“Move!”

The elder, knowing he was doomed, didn’t just wait for death. He pushed his dark energy to the limit, sending dozens, if not hundreds, of soldiers flying.

But in the face of tens of thousands of soldiers, even the most powerful individual could not stand against the masses.

Thud! Thud, thud, thud…

Soon, a spear pierced his abdomen, followed by another piercing his chest, then his arm, thigh, neck, and even his head.

Just as the elder had foreseen, despite his last-ditch efforts, he couldn’t escape his fate of being turned into a human pincushion!

“Bastards!!!”

Upon seeing this scene, the last shred of hope in Ashby’s heart was completely shattered. The tactic of simultaneous spear attack, which was originally prepared to kill Sean, was now used on the elder!

From this! The stance of Maclean Lyons, Gloydius, and the others was self-evident!

They were all in league with Sean!!!

“You traitors!”

“Turncoats!”

“How dare you deceive me!!!”

Boom!

With a thunderous roar, the surging dark energy inside Ashby finally broke out of his body. Filled with fury and hatred, he swung a fist directly at Maclean Lyons and Gloydius who were beside him!

Unfortunately!

Maclean Lyons, Gloydius, and the others were prepared. Over a dozen practitioners in the Complete Realm had Ashby tightly surrounded. Ashby was not Sean, he didn’t have the power of the Bright Realm, there was no room for him to go wild here.

So! Just as Ashby fully exploded, Maclean Lyons, Gloydius, and the others also made their move. One punch each, the powerful dark energy of more than a dozen people mixed together, sweeping towards Ashby in the center!

Fist to fist! Hard attack!