Epic Of The Demonic Sage

Chapter 253 - The Lost Arrive

During this time, Donald had also been using Tremor Stomp intermittently, which kept the majority of the enemy soldiers away. As soon as more of them came forward, he would use it and it would make them fall.

And if they really came too close, Lucius would use the wind blade ability of the Wind scar sword. Though that had reached its limit now and only a single use had been left out of the twelve.

Lucius knew that it was time to change the tide of the battle and now that he knew where to target, he was free to do it.

"Donald! Get ready!" Lucius spoke.

"Is it happening?" Donald asked.

He knew that there was some trump card, Lucius was holding back but did not know what exactly. He was simply informed that it would appear when it was the right time.

"Yes, it's time." Lucius replied.

"Okay, what do I do?" Donald questioned.

"Just run to the side when I say so," Lucius answered.

Donald nodded his head as he stomped on the ground again, sending out tremors to knock down a few more soldiers. Unfortunately, by now the enemy soldiers had learned of his gift and had an idea of how it worked, thus they were careful.

They avoided coming close and instead used remote attacks. There were some archers among the enemy soldiers as well, but they were busy in attacking the main force of the Inanis family.

Thus, the ones that attacked Lucius and Donald were none other than the few soldiers that had gifts that could attack from distance. Of course, the ones who had specialized ranged gifts were in the middle attacking the main force, thus the ones that did attack Lucius and Donald were relatively easier for them to handle.

Still, Lucius and Donald ended up suffering some injuries. 

Lucius took a look around and took advantage of the moment when the enemy soldiers were composing themselves and sent out a signal using hell energy. 

~shua~

In that moment, everyone in the area felt a chill go down their back. They didn't know why but they had a bad premonition. And then a few seconds later… it happened.

~BOOM~

~THUD~THUD~THUD~

~CRASH~ 

Five large warriors in a rust colored armor rushed in from behind the enemy soldiers. They were over two meters tall and looked rather intimidating on the battlefield. But what was even more terrifying was their charge.

They were running at a speed that was unusual for a person of their size. In less than fifteen seconds, they had covered a distance of over two hundred meters. Each of them held a large mace in their hands that looked heavy.

They charged straight into the enemy soldiers without a fear of death. Their bodies slammed into the enemy soldier who were knocked away like rag dolls.

"ARGH!"

"MY HAND!"

"MY LEGS!"

"MY BACK! I-I… I CAN'T MOVE!" 

The five warriors in the maroon armor had taken down over thirty soldiers in one charge and all those that were surrounding Lucius and Donald were now either incapacitated or dead.

"Who the hell are they?" A few enemy soldiers were confused.

Someone among the regiment noticed the maroon armored warriors and shouted, "Enemy reinforcements! The Inanis family has reinforcements!!" 

Alas! His shout came too late as the Masked legion made its first appearance.

~THWACK~

A sickening crunch was heard as the mace of a Lost smashed the chest of one of the man that had just shouted. He bent like a cooked shrimp and was launched for over fifty meters. When he fell, blood could be seen spilling out of the armor from everywhere.

It was easy to say that the man was no longer alive.

~Boom~

~thud~

~slams

Similar scenes could be seen in the rest of the parts, as the other four Lost unleashed their might of the battlefield. It only took them a single attack to kill someone, thus their efficiency was very high.

"STOP THEM! DON'T LET THEM GET CLOSE TO THE CANNON BROTHERS!" The commander of the regiment ordered.

Half of the soldiers that were barraging the main army of the Inanis family turned around and targeted the five Lost instead. 

"DIE!" 

"BE BURNED!" 

Shouts of rage could be heard as the enemy soldiers unleashed the same attacks that they had used on the main army. The barrage of attacks hit the five Lost. Fire, wind, rocks, and various other attacks were launched towards the Lost.

For a few seconds, nothing could be seen as their figures were hidden under the barrage of attacks.

"HALT!" The commander of the regiment ordered.

The soldiers finally stopped and took a slight break. Lucius and Donald had already retreated to the back, taking this opportunity, and were observing the battle from the distance now.

"Are they dead?" Donald said upon seeing the barrage of attacks.

To him, anyone would die if they met so many attacks head on. While he had seen how strong those warriors were, this was a matter of numbers and concentrated attacks, but when the scene cleared up, Donald's eyes went wide.

"Hah! They need far more than that to die." Lucius chuckled.

The lost who had been barraged with tens of attacks were standing slightly behind where they were originally. Their armors had a few scratches and scorch marks, but other than that, they seemed to be just fine.

If one looked at the ground, one would see the trails on the ground from them being pushed back. 

~Crack~

But even if they were fine, their weapons were not exactly. The maces of two of the Lost were broken and fell to the ground. The other three's weren't exactly in the best condition either and looked like they would break after a while too.

"Should have chosen solid metal maces… wooden ones were not as durable." Lucius took note.

The Lost who had broken their maces looked at their hands for a second and then at the enemy soldiers.. A red glow could be seen coming from their eye slits, sending chills down the backs of the enemies.