Chapter 157: Age of Tyrants (7)
The woman was split in half.
The cut was not even remotely clean. The blade of the axe bluntly and mercilessly dug down from the top of her body to the bottom.
Red chunks and liquid splattered everywhere. The solids that collided with the axe were the woman’s bones. Beleth enjoyed the vibration that was being transmitted to his palms. Eventually, the body was split horrendously in half from the skull to the pelvis.
The swords returned to the shadow. Once they did, the severed body could no longer hold itself up as the sides of the body fell in opposite directions. Does this not look like a red flower has bloomed? Beleth thought to himself. He didn’t feel anything beyond this.
“Hmm, hoo. Khmp khmp, khmhp, khmhup, khmhmhp.”
Beleth hummed to himself. He walked between the woman’s body that had been split in half and stepped on her innards that had fallen. Toward the cloud of dust that had been kicked up after the gate had fallen, Beleth walked as if he were on a morning stroll.
The female swordsman met a tragic end. Considering her title as <Master of the Sword>, this was a tragically empty death. However, her death wasn’t meaningless. She was able to hold Demon Lord Beleth in place for a brief moment. That brief moment was enough for the imperial army to gather at the gate.
“Get into formation!”
The commander of the fortress came down from the rampart as well. The Demon Lord had entered. It would be difficult for his men to endure if he didn’t step forward as a swordmaster. He reassured his men as he kept an eye on the gate.