Chapter 1339: 901

“In short, let’s not think about those trivial matters for now, and focus on the immediate issue instead.”

Duanmu Huai didn’t even glance at the collapsed Enisphia as he looked around.

“Firstly…”

As he spoke, Duanmu Huai narrowed his eyes and surveyed the group standing nearby. Then, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

“Ogis.”

“Yes, Master.”

Before the others could figure out what Duanmu Huai was talking about, they felt a chill on their necks, then the next moment, everyone’s heads, except for Algard, Enisphia, and Yuriya, fell to the ground. At this point, they hadn’t even had the chance to register what had happened–not that they needed to know anymore.

Then, Duanmu Huai snapped his fingers again, black flames erupted, and in an instant, the bodies of these people were completely incinerated. He turned his head, looking towards Algard.

“Prince Algard, stay here. Ogis will assist you in cleaning up the enemies here. Zhenjiling, go to the outer camp and gather all the survivors here. If they ask what happened, tell them the Demon Clan sabotaged the ritual and now the Magic Elves have become the pawns of the Demon Clan…”

As he said this, Duanmu Huai looked at Algard again.

“You understand now, don’t you, Your Highness?”

“I understand.”

Algard nodded, he clearly knew why Duanmu Huai did this. By doing so, the Magic Elves could be equated with the Demon Clan, and all blame could be laid on the Demon Clan–after all, the truth doesn’t matter to the public. Rather than let the citizens of Paretia Kingdom realize they’ve been puppets of the Magic Elves all along, it’s better to give them an explanation they would accept.

It’s just making up lies, who can’t do that?

And to unify the story, the fewer people who knew, the better. The others didn’t need to die, but unfortunately, Algard and Enisphia had just had a big argument, and they weren’t deaf, so they had heard everything. Of course, Duanmu Huai didn’t know what they were truly thinking, but just seeing the [Resistance Imprint LV1] [Resistance Imprint LV2] on each of them… one could guess they weren’t harboring any good intentions.

It’s better to nip the problem in the bud and kill them all to be safe. Keeping them alive is only a hidden danger.

“So, Sir Judge, what about you…?”

“I’ll deal with the invading Demon Army, and after that, we’ll figure out how to leave the Northern Fortress and head back to the Royal City. As for the situation in the Royal City… better not to think about it for now, as we currently have no other options.”

“Yes… I understand.”

Algard’s expression was complicated, but he still nodded. As Duanmu Huai said, he was powerless right now, unable to even return to the Royal City, so this was the only option.

“Then, Ogis, I’ll leave this place to you. If anyone dares to cause trouble, kill them on the spot! Zhenjiling, let’s go!”

“Understood, Master.”

“Roger that, Big Brother!”

After giving the orders, Duanmu Huai left the command room with Zhenjiling and stepped back onto the windswept city walls. At this moment, Zhenjiling seemed to think of something and chuckled lightly.

“What’s up?”

“Oh, nothing, just thinking, Big Brother, if this were a game, wouldn’t you be the final boss of the game? The hero is trying to uncover the truth behind the fall of the Northern Fortress and all that…”

“What are you talking about?”

Duanmu Huai patted Zhenjiling’s head.

“The final boss would be Algard anyway, I’d be more like a secret boss at best–the kind you can’t summon without gathering all the clues… Alright, enough chatter, off you go, be safe!”

“Okay, Big Brother, leave it to Karen!”

Zhenjiling gave a V-sign, then leapt from the wall, disappearing into the howling blizzard.

Watching Zhenjiling leave, Duanmu Huai also turned his head to look in the other direction, then soared through the air, flying into the wilderness of the snowy plains.

At this moment, the entire Northern Land was covered in a flurry of falling snowflakes. The snow coming straight at one’s face almost enveloped the whole world, and the snow up to one’s waist made it difficult to move a step. Frankly, under such harsh weather conditions, it was virtually impossible for any ordinary army to mount an attack. Not to mention the march alone would be a major problem.

However, the Demon Army didn’t seem to worry about this issue.

“Well, well, what sort of Headless Knight Army is this?”

Duanmu Huai landed heavily in the snow, blocking the path of the army before him–before him stood warriors in armor, each holding various weapons, looking like some sort of motley crew. The only thing to note was–they were all headless.

That’s right, these warriors were all missing their heads, not a single one left.

“If you were riding horses too, that would be interesting.”

Duanmu Huai, hoisting the War Hammer, looked at the Headless Knight Army before him with a nostalgic smile. Honestly, it reminded him of a movie he had seen called “Sleepy Hollow,” about a headless knight who decapitated people at night, all to find his own missing head. It has to be said, the movie was quite interesting and had an artistic atmosphere.

However…

There is no saying that after beheading someone, they would turn into Headless Knights as well.

They are not Vampires after all.

“Forget it, since they’re headless anyway, I’ll just smash you into a pulp.”

Duanmu Huai gripped the War Hammer tightly, fixing his gaze on the enemy in front of him, revealing a triumphant and ferocious smile.

“Prepare to die!”

With an angry roar, Duanmu Huai stomped on the snowy ground, and then his entire body charged forward like a snowplow speeding through, the snow in front of him flying to both sides like waves split by a racing boat’s prow as he barreled into the crowd.

“Bang!”

In the next instant, the snow exploded violently. The Steel Warhammer, waving through the air, tore through the snow and smashed directly onto the Headless Knight, shattering its steel, already frozen, Armor into pieces. Then, Duanmu Huai swept past along with the corpse, blowing away all the surrounding Headless Knights in the blink of an eye.

Then, he raised his War Hammer high and smashed it down to the ground with great force!

“Boom!!!”

A deep, heart-shattering sound echoed through the entire valley, and then, what was pure white began to fracture, roar, and pour down.

“Rumble rumble rumble rumble———-!”

Transforming into a raging avalanche, the snow cascaded down from the mountain top, sweeping away all the Headless Warriors below who couldn’t dodge in time, and the raging snow waves continued to barrel down, heading straight toward Duanmu Huai.

“Hmph, this is nothing more than a trifle!”

Facing the oncoming avalanche, Duanmu Huai gripped the War Hammer again, raised it high, and assumed a posture akin to swinging a golf club, then ———- swung down hard!

“Whooooo————–!!!”

The moment the Thunder Warhammer swung through, even the wind changed direction, the gale that had been blowing downward suddenly spun around up under the War Hammer’s swing, facing the advancing avalanche head-on, and the two forces collided heavily!

“———— Boom———-!!!”

The explosive boom was deafening; the entire mountain range trembled, and the avalanche, which had been hurtling downward, appeared to hit an invisible wall and exploded, then, under the furious wind that could blow away stone houses, it was sent flying into the sky.

Moments later, the entire mountainside was spotless, and the flurry snowflakes began to fall once more, but the Headless Knights blocking Duanmu Huai’s path had completely vanished without a trace.

“Huuuhhh…………”

Duanmu Huai exhaled lightly, picking his War Hammer back up, and just then, suddenly, applause erupted.

“Clap clap clap clap…”

With the applause, Duanmu Huai saw a Demon Clan member with purple hair and two legs descending from the sky, hovering not far in front of Duanmu Huai.

“Unexpectedly, a mere warrior could possess such immense strength, even able to crush my subordinates in one strike… How interesting…”

“So, you’re the puppeteer behind those headless freaks?”

“That’s right.”

The purple-haired Demon Clan member smiled gently in response to Duanmu Huai’s inquiry.

“My name is Aulaura, known as the ‘Guillotine’ Aulaura; please remember my name, because soon, you’ll become my most cherished collection.”

“Oh ho, you dare to spout nonsense in front of me?”

Duanmu Huai narrowed his eyes.

“Do you think you can defeat me?”

“Of course, I’m no match for you in a contest of strength; a warrior of your caliber is indeed rare. But I have my ways…”

While speaking, the purple-haired Demon Clan member stretched out her hand and then retrieved something resembling a Balance from her bosom. Aulaura gave the Balance a slight shake, looking towards Duanmu Huai with a triumphant gaze. He, on the other hand, simply stood his ground, holding the War Hammer coldly staring back at her.

“Soon, both your Soul and body will completely succumb to me…”

Watching Duanmu Huai before her, Aulaura spoke with a smile on her face.

After all, Aulaura had seen very clearly during the battle; Duanmu Huai had no Magic Power and was purely relying on brute strength. Although Aulaura was surprised that Duanmu Huai’s strength could reach this level, well… Isn’t that just perfect? No matter what, he is merely a warrior, without the power to contend with Magic, as long as she could use her Magic to capture him, then the losses just now, in her eyes, could be regarded as negligible.

After all, what trophy could be more worthwhile than this powerful warrior!

“Though you possess immense Strength, in the end, you’re still just a warrior… Now, let me show you what the mysteries of Magic are all about!”