Even when holding back their power, a golem still had the strength of a Six-stars. It only stood to reason that a Three-stars Warhorse would come out short in a direct clash with a golem.
The majority of the Warhorses only ended up with a bit of injuries, the worst off were two particular Three-star Warhorses who actually rammed head first into the fist of my golems. I won’t describe that scene in detail…gory, to say the least…
“Hellhounds, a little Lust Demon, and a Fallen Angel?! Putting aside those Devils, when did a Fallen Angel appear in Sable Radiance…”
Warwraith tumbled about on the ground for a good long while before finally springing back up. The moment he recovered, he smartly retreated a few paces, at the same time signalling to the other horses to follow his cue.
“Yo, Warwraith, it’s been a while.”
His decision was logical as I had expected. I knew that he wouldn’t be foolish enough to try and attack me simply because of appearances. From the first time I met, I knew that he was a horse who mostly put the interests of his race before anything else.
Yet just because he was calm now, didn’t mean he would be calm forever. The moment he laid eyes on those two Warhorses who had their brains turned into mush, his body burned with mana. Regardless of the reason, their charge just now had resulted in the death of two juniors.
As a horse who treasured those of the younger generation, the loss of these two Warhorses instantly turned his eyes red with fury. However, even in his angered state, he knew clearly how wide the strength disparity was between the two of us. Thus, he smartly chose to control his anger.
“Fallen Angel, I don’t remember us ever having met.”
His eyes still held a hint of vengeance within them, but my vast strength made it such that he had no choice but to hide that boiling desire.
“Oh? Don’t you find them all a little familiar?” I pointed towards Sinmosa and her family before unhooking Mo Na from my neck just as she was about to wrap her arms around me. I gave her a little tap on her forehead before turning back to the now visibly shocked Warwraith. “How about that Grand Elder Shade of yours, is he doing well? If I’m not mistaken, he should have mentioned not to mess with me.”
“You…it’s you… that Lust Demon?!” Warwraith wasn’t old enough to be suffering from dementia yet; the moment I said that, he immediately recalled who I was. It was just that I had undergone such a huge change that he momentarily forgot who I was. The fact that someone was able to completely change his bloodline was news to him. “How did you become a Fallen Angel? Weren’t you a Lust Demon?!”
“That’s a long story, if you wish to hear about it… Well, I won’t tell you.” I cracked a little joke; it wasn’t like his face could get any blacker. And I wouldn’t have cared either. “Have you guys seen a teleportation zone anywhere?”
“I have no reason to tell you that.”
“It’s fine, I still have someone else I can ask.”
Warwraith was quick to refuse me. Upon realising that I wasn’t going to kill them, he immediately said, “We’ll be off then. I will take it that this little argument never happened…”
Having said that, he didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he eyed me uncertainly. He knew very well that I called the shots here, not him. While I might not be able to stop all of them, they definitely won’t be leaving here in one piece if I truly willed it.
The golems were slow, but they weren’t that slow that they couldn’t grab a Warhorse or two.
“If you want to leave, you may do so. But there’s something I wish to tell you…”
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