The horrifying scene that happened in front of her made Ella take a step back slightly. She knew she couldn't stay with Tesosomok any longer. At the same time, she also knew that there was no way she could escape the suspicion of assisting the Aztlan people. Being caught by Hestein here would be a disaster. So, she quietly gave a wink to the guards around her, preparing to retreat while Tessosomok's army was slashing wildly.
Tesosomok raised his head from the chest of a city-state soldier. His face was already dripping with blood, and he was still chewing half of the heart in his mouth, looking like a eating beast. He turned around to see the soldiers' follow-up, but happened to see Ella preparing to retreat. So he swallowed the remaining heart in one gulp, regardless of the situation on the front of the battlefield, turned around and strode back to Ella:
"King of Sweden, what are you going to do? Are you ready to retreat?"
Although they are allies, Tesosomok like this is really scary.
"You asked me not to interfere with the Northern Alliance's affairs." Ella replied as calmly as possible, "Now that the enemy is almost in front of your army, I'd better avoid it first."
"No." Tesosomok said, "You have to stay here now and watch me defeat the Northern Alliance!"
"You killed the soldiers of the lords of each country that you had finally won over. Our plan has failed! Even if you keep me, it will be of no use!"
"If these lords are not useful, then of course there are other useful people. What's more, this is on the battlefield. If they retreat and are killed, they can't blame me!" Tesosomok turned his head back and forth, "But there is one thing I I still understand that if you want to replace the Sun King, Quetzalcoatl is the best excuse!"
Seeing that Ella still had the intention to retreat, Tesosomok suddenly glared, stretched out his bloody hands and grabbed Ella's shoulders!
A fierce murderous aura suddenly struck from behind. Tesosomok's tiger body trembled. As soon as he turned his head, he felt a powerful magic power coming towards his face!
The magic power has no specific shape. It seems to condense the murderous intention into an invisible but substantial giant hammer. Wherever the magic power is pressed, whether it is slaves, the defeated armies of the lords of various states, or the soldiers of Tlacopan State, They were all ground into powder. Blood rain fell from a height, dyeing a blood-red carpet on the ground. And that carpet is being rolled out in the direction of Tesosomok!
Tesosomok had to put aside Ella and pour magic into his fists. When the bloody carpet was spread in front of him, he shouted loudly and punched the invisible magic power!
Tesosomok's magic-infused punch was enough to knock down the stone city wall, but it still seemed inferior in front of this incoming magic power. Most of the force was offset by this reverse punch, but the remaining aftermath still forced Tesosomok's body to the ground, up to his calf!
Amid a shuddering sense of oppression, Hestad, holding the spear, walked step by step in front of Tesosomok.
"What a strong force." Tesosomok pulled his leg out of the mud, still smiling, "You are the commander-in-chief of the Northern Alliance. The 'Haystein' in the Swedish king's mouth, right? ! Come on, let’s have a showdown!”
However, Hestein's attention was not on Tesosomoc from the beginning to the end. His gaze passed through Tesosomoc's shoulder, like a sharp sword thrust straight into Ella: "Scipio, what on earth are you doing here?"
Ella didn't know how to answer Hestein's question for a moment. In the short period of time she hesitated, Tesosomok, who felt ignored, had already shouted intolerably: "Look what he is doing, I am the one who wants to fight with him." You dueling samurai!”
Hestein glanced at Tesosomoc, then swiped the spear in his hand, and another surging magic power rolled towards Tesosomoc. Tesosomok shouted and punched him. After the two magic powers collided, Tesosomok's body was once again pressed into the mud by the aftermath that could not be dealt with cleanly!
Before Tessosomoc could pull his body out of the mud, Hestein thrust the spear in his hand towards Tessosomoc. Although the magic power of this thorn has been weakened by successive attacks, the magic power contained in it is still enough to penetrate a fully armed chariot!
At the critical moment, Tesosomok tilted his body hard to avoid his vital point with the spear. Then, something surprising happened. He grabbed the spear inserted into his body with his left hand to stop Hestein from withdrawing the spear, and then punched with his right hand, breaking half of the spear shaft. He pulled out the half of the spear from his body and threw it towards Hestein. Taking advantage of Hestein's dodge, Tesosomok jumped out and brought the distance within the range of his fist!
With a "boom" sound, Tesosomok's fist was blocked by Hestein, but Hestein seemed to be unable to withstand the force of Tesosomok's punch and took half a step back. The excitement made Tesosomok temporarily forget the pain of the wound. He used all his strength and punched Hestein one after another!
"You are the type who releases your magic power!" Tesosomok shouted, "So when it comes to close combat, I will not lose to you!"
Although Hestein's magic power is strong, it takes some time to accumulate the magic power. Tesosomok, however, did not use his fists. He threw out punch after punch, exerting all his strength with each punch, and actually forced Hestein to retreat continuously.
"Your magic power is indeed stronger than mine." Tesosomok shouted while chasing, "But a duel is not just about comparing the level of magic power!"
Perhaps because he could no longer hold on, Hestein's punching movement slowed down for a moment. Tesosomok seized the opportunity and punched Hestein in the heart——
A flash of lightning-like white light flashed in front of Tesosomok. The moment the white light appeared, Tesosomok's expression changed drastically and he suddenly took two steps back. But he saw that Hestein's hand had already grasped an iron sword at some point.
But what Tesosomok was afraid of was not the iron sword itself. With his strength, it was more than enough to shatter the iron sword with one punch. What he was afraid of was Hestein's sword-holding movement - that familiar posture reminded him of the culprit who injured him in Britain, Alfred, the King of Knights.
He stared at the iron sword in disbelief. Hestein did not move, but Alfred's strange sword path that night was replayed in his mind scene by scene.
His voice was trembling: "Are you...also a disciple of Master Querachili?"
(End of chapter)
