The tired Klotz didn't notice that the body under his feet was tripped to the ground. He had just gotten up and was knocked down by his comrades who were panicked from behind.

Klotz, who had been running away for almost two consecutive days, no longer had the strength to get up. He turned over and looked at the demonized sea warriors who were rushing over hundreds of meters away, and showed a desperate look. These guys were not human at all. They chased for two days and two nights, but they could not see any fatigue.

Klotz closed his eyes in despair. He was ready to die. Just like his comrades, he was still alive in their squad.

Klotz was just the grassroots soldier in the Northern Legion of the Empire. His home was in a small village fifty miles outside the city of Alantis. When the Qianhai tribe first invaded in more than four years, he happened to pass by their village. Only one of the seven people survived. For family of hatred, he joined the Northern Legion after that. However, Klotz's combat talent was really limited. After training in the Legion for more than four years, he was still a big-headed soldier. The second-level warrior just broke through three months ago.

No one of Klotz's comrades had ever despised his weak strength. Teamwork was more important than personal combat power on the battlefield. In the past six months of battle, Klotz's squad had killed five sea warriors, each time he worked together to surround him. Some were responsible for holding shields and entangled him in front, some were responsible for sneak attacks behind him, and some were tripping locks and throwing hunting nets. Once, Klotz was responsible for performing the last blow, stabbing the knife into the neck of a sea warrior. At that moment, his revenge was finally avenged by himself.

This war gave Klotz great confidence. The sea warriors who left his shadow on him were actually not scary. He believed that sooner or later he could kill all these guys with his comrades, so that they would never dare to go ashore again. Until he met these monsters with blood-red eyes and horns on his head, his confidence was completely shattered in the battle.

The captain of the shield defense at that time was smashed by a demonized warrior and could not get up. The comrade-armed with the gun had obviously stabbed the gun into his body, but the monster followed the head and smashed the head to death. Then he knocked the comrade-armed behind the scenes with a stick. Three of them died and injured after just one encounter. In another round, two more comrades died under the monster. He had only two arrows and a knife wound on his body, but they had almost no effect on his combat effectiveness. The captain who fell to the ground took the opportunity to hug his legs. The third attack of their team cut off one of his hands, but they died two more people.

"Stop fighting, run away, otherwise you will all die here!" The captain used his death to give Klotz and the other three a chance to escape.

After that, they kept running for life. The two comrades who escaped with Klotz were later separated and were likely to die at the hands of the demonized sea warriors who followed him.

In the past two days of escape, Klotz saw too many battles from afar. No human army could withstand the charge of the demonized sea warriors head-on, and even the strongest Knight of Light. The only thing that Knight of Light is stronger than the armies of various countries is that they were not defeated by the demonized sea warriors. They could rely on the Light Battle Formation to fight and retreat.

Klotz even saw a counter-charge launched by the Knight of Light against the demonized sea warriors. When the monsters fell in large numbers under the initial powerful charge of the cavalry, Klotz thought he had seen hope. When the Knight of Light was finally stopped, the two sides fell into a battle, the casualties of the Knight of Light began to increase suddenly. On average, the sacrifices of two or three Knights of Light were to kill a demonized sea warrior. Such a huge battle loss ratio forced the Knight of Light to withdraw from the battlefield.

Klotz was completely desperate. In front of these terrifying monsters, the human army had no hope. They could not escape no matter where they ran. Klotz had given up and waited for the monsters to rush over, and then it was over in an instant.

Although Klotz closed his eyes, nothing outside was isolated from him. There were footsteps running past him, heavy breathing, and the sound of killing that was getting closer and closer, which was the sound of death.

It seemed as if someone pressed the still button and all the sounds suddenly disappeared.

The intense curiosity made Klotz open his eyes again. He found that everyone had stopped, including the demonized sea warriors in the distance, and everyone's heads were looking into the air. Following the direction of these people's eyes, Klotz saw the man standing in the air, a man with a purple beard holding a glowing dagger.

Prince Galah, almost no soldiers did not know the "Purple-eyed God of War" who controlled the imperial military power. Everyone, including Klotz, focused their attention on the sword in Prince Galah's hand. It was not the legendary weapon "Purple Jade Sword" that Galah usually used, but a broken sword, without the tip of the sword, only a small piece of sword body more than seven inches long.

Although it is just a broken sword, the sword emits a brilliant colorful light, which makes people obsessed with it after just one glance, and can no longer take their eyes off.

The light on the sword became more and more gorgeous, and finally turned into a seven-color rainbow that spanned the sky.

Light is not white, but divided into seven colors, but only people cannot see it, and the magical sword shows the color of the origin of light to the world.

Klotz didn't expect that there were such beautiful weapons in the world! When he couldn't help but admire, he forgot that the more beautiful things in this world, the more dangerous things are.

Prince Galah waved his hand, and the gorgeous rainbow fell into the demonized sea clan army. The colorful light enveloped the entire sea clan army, flowing, showing a brilliant chapter.

When the light disappeared, the broken sword returned to Prince Galah's hand again, and the light on the sword had become extremely dim.

Looking at the Demonized Sea Clan Army, all the soldiers who were shrouded in colorful light fell to the ground. There was no pain on their faces or external injuries on their bodies, but blood flowed out from their nostrils and ear canals. The light seemed to have penetrated into their brains, and then killed them in an instant.

Under this sword, there were actually five or six thousand demonized sea warriors falling down, and the power of a sword was comparable to a forbidden spell-level attack magic.

The broken sword in Prince Galah's hand gathered light again under his urging, and gradually began to have color again. With such a terrifying weapon, the prince actually had a blow.

The Demonized Sea Clan Army suddenly moved and began to retreat slowly. They were actually scared by the previous sword!

Suddenly, a general realized something and began to kneel down to Prince Galah, and then more and more soldiers knelt down excitedly.

Klotz also knelt down. What he knelt was not Prince Galah's life-saving grace, but the kneeling sword! He remembered that the broken sword was the legendary human inheritance artifact "Blade of Light".

All the intelligent races on the mainland have their own inherited artifacts. The human race's inherited artifact "Blade of Light" has not appeared since the first emperor Garlanlot. It is said that the artifact has been lost. Now it seems that the artifact is still in the hands of the Light Empire, but it is just broken, but how did the artifact be broken and where is the other half? It has become another mystery.

The inherited artifact "Blade of Light" appears, temporarily relieving the danger of human army being hunted.
Chapter completed!