Every attack from the bronze samurai statue was imbued with power from the ancient restrictions, sending tremors through Godric’s arm that left it numb.
The crimson energy from his sword attacks was constantly shattered by the samurai statues’ axes.
Spotting an opening, Jared thrust the Dragonslayer Sword forward and sliced through Godric’s sleeve with a whoosh. His attack left a deep cut on Godric’s shoulder armor. The wound was so deep that even Godric’s bone was visible.
In a battle of three against one, Jared seemed much more at ease. Fighting Godric alone would have been quite a challenge for him, unless allowed Vermilion Demon Lord to possess him.
However, Jared didn’t want too many people to know about Vermilion Demon Lord’s existence. After all, the latter was his ultimate killing move meant for showing off at the end.
On the other side of the battlefield, the carnage caused by the Bloodbane Guards had reached its climax.
Those death warriors, awakened by blood essence, had no sense of pain. Each swing of their swords was fueled by a ruthless determination to perish with their enemies.
An elderly man from Heavenfall Pavilion tried to summon an apparition to protect himself, but was simultaneously struck by three Bloodbane Guards. His protective celestial light shattered like glass, and was sliced into several parts by their black blades before could even scream.
Blood fell from the sky above Glass City, and the initial arrogance of the higher-ups from Heavenfall Pavilion turned into fear.
In just a brief moment, more than half of the twelve companions Radmus had brought with had been killed or injured.
Surrounded by the Bloodbane Guards, those who were still alive fought on despite their wounds.
“Retreat!” Seeing that things had taken a turn for the worse, Radmus hit his jade fan against his palm.
Several white wind blades exploded forth, forcing the Bloodbane Guards before to move backward.
He glanced at Godric, whose body was stained with blood, and a hint of hatred flickered In his eyes. “Godric, we may have lost today, but we’ll make Bloodbane Palace pay for this in the future!”
With that, stopped fighting. Sweeping his sleeve, wrapped the remaining members of Heavenfall Pavilion in several wind gusts, ready to flee.
Upon seeing that Radmus was planning to escape, Godric flew into a rage.
“Planning to leave?” Dincelius let out a cold huff.
The Bloodbane Pendant on his chest once again shone in a golden light. Dozens of Bloodbane Spirits flew out from the pendant, instantly weaving a large net in the void.
Radmus ran into the net. As if he‘d collided with a solid rock wall, grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Nevertheless, as the leader of Heavenfall Pavilion, was able to break through the corner of the net by forcibly igniting the Power of Immortals to make a helter-skelter escape with the remnants of his group.
Before left, spat a warning. “Dincelius, Jared, Heavenfall Pavilion will not forget what happened today!”
After everyone from Heavenfall Pavilion had withdrawn, the only ones remaining on the battlefield were Jared, Dincelius, Nymeria, and Godrlc, who was cornered against a wall by the two samurai statues.
Godrlc’s sword had been snapped in two, with half of the blade embedded in his chest. His robe was soaked in blood, yet held his head high, his eyes devoid of fear.
“Kill me…” He stared at Jared dead in the eyes. “I may have been defeated today, but I have no regrets! If reincarnation exists, I’ll have you pay for Eustace’s death a thousand times over!”
Jared sheathed his Dragonslayer Sword and walked over to Godric, his eyes filled with a myriad of emotions. He could understand Godric’s grief over losing a son, but couldn’t forgive his rampant killing spree.
“Your fate shouldn’t be decided by me.” Jared turned to Dincelius and continued, “Bloodbane Lord, this man is a traitor from Bloodbane Palace, so it’s better if you deal with him…”
Dincelius gazed at the withered Godric, falling into a long silence. The fact that his close friend had turned against and the intense battle today caused Dincelius to go gray a little.
He dismissed the Bloodbane Guards, and the black figures dissolved into specks of light, sinking into the ground. Yet, the metallic scent of blood lingered In the air.
Dincelius’ voice carried a hint of exhaustion. “Godric, we are from the same sect, so I won’t kill you. But from today onward, you are no longer a member of Bloodbane Palace. You will never be welcomed in Bloodbane Palace ever again…”
Upon hearing this, Godric was first taken aback, then let out a sorrowful laugh. “I’m expelled? Hah… Very well! I’ve lost my son, my everything. My status in Bloodbane Palace means nothing to me!”
A second later, Godric yanked the blade from his chest abruptly.
Disregarding the blood gushing down his body, walked out of Glass City with his back as straight as a ramrod. His silhouette appeared especially lonely under the setting sun.
