Chapter 260: Gathering Foes!

Under the pitch-black night, merciless slaughter unfolded in silence. The massive Death Legion had already shattered under Gordon Yale's relentless massacre, its losses devastating. Out of four hundred, fewer than thirty still drew breath. Jendos, the deputy commander, went ashen. His lofty arrogance crumbled, and he bellowed, "Useless trash, fall back!" To the survivors, his shout felt like a pardon. They stumbled and crawled to his rear, gulping air. Rustle, rustle, rustle... Gordon walked...