The Protector (The Return Of The God of War) novel Chapter 1455

“North, you’re up!” said Levi softly to the man next to him.

North Sky Lord dashed forward to meet the onslaught.

Though his martial skill was not up to par with Levi’s, he was still the best fighter of the Calamity.

North Sky Lord decimated their ranks, leaving them no room to defend themselves.

Those that had managed to get close to Levi had been beaten back before they could lay a finger on him.

Despite being grossly outnumbered at several hundred to two, the fighters of the Great Families were easily subdued.

In a frighteningly short amount of time, the ground was covered in bodies.

Albus and Lesale were flabbergasted at the outcome.

What kind of power is this?

These were trained warriors whose corpses now littered the ground!

Thierry however was not surprised.

Compared to the battle on Mount Drago, this is child’s play.

“Don’t just stand and watch, Thierry! Summon your men!” Albus shouted.

“To hell I will!” Thierry was not a big enough fool to send his men to their deaths.

“Looks like I have to do everything by myself!” Albus rolled up the sleeves of his robes.

“Bring me Frostbringer!” he ordered.

His men who were behind him flung the sacred sword high in the air toward its rightful master.

As Frostbringer was unsheathed, a cold frost enveloped the scene as everything the freezing mist touched succumbed to the icy devastation.

It was said that Frostbringer had been crafted in North Base One and was sealed in ice for eleven years before it was deemed ready.

Long after leaving its icy tomb, the chill that had remained was so intense that its victims died from frostbite before they bled to death.

However, even Frostbringer was no match for the Crown King’s Dragon Sword.

“Count me in, brother!” Lesale shouted.

These two veterans, Albus and Lesale, were warriors of legendary prestige.

“North, fall back. I’ll handle this.” Levi took a step forward.

“Your end is here!” Albus called as he swung his icy blade toward Levi.

Before the blade found its mark, a devastating cold permeated its surroundings. Every tree and blade of grass which was green and full of life a moment prior had turned blue and dead, encased in a thick layer of ice.