Chapter 374: The Devil, Baelzor
After we safely and quickly got all of the survivors out of The Pit with the magic quartz, the warriors were preparing to defend against the army that came our way.
Some were positioning themselves next to the cliffs where they would throw large rocks at the bottom, but that was only to prevent the soldiers from climbing the mountain.
We had around 250~ warriors, and there were at least 3,000 soldiers marching towards us, so we couldn’t have our group face them head-on, or they would have gotten overwhelmed.
If it were 3,000 demons that were coming, I would have used my magic to dwindle their numbers—all I had to do was conjure a tornado or something similar. However, they were all brainwashed warriors.
The area inside The Pit was cleared of people, and all the Viking warriors from our small army were outside, positioned at their respective spots to defend the mountain.
Suddenly, while we were still delegating, I felt an ominous presence that was approaching my location at an incredible speed, making me turn around and pull out my bo out of pure instinct.
"Man, you really are annoying..." I muttered at Drakzen, who stood before me at the very top of The Pit.
The warriors around us were quickly alerted and pulled out their weapons. Still, I could see how many of them were trembling, as Drakzen’s presence was pretty intimidating.
To be fair to them, I had already gotten used to facing this asshole, so his overwhelming energy didn’t have an effect on me anymore.
"I could say the same," Drakzen replied, letting out a smirk that pissed me off even more.
I raised my hand to halt the warriors from attacking Drakzen, as I knew that they didn’t have the skills to strike him—and as I got ready to clash with the devil, I felt another powerful entity coming to the top of the mountain.