The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapters 37.5

Chapter 37.5: Victory I

The drap! The drap! The drap!

The troop of horses flew away the dust that covered the dead plains, Horstea. They lined up, according to their formation without the slightest crack.

Sometime later, the enemy troops arrived with the beasts behind them. A pitch-black aura enveloped the battlefield instantly.

They are the devil's army!

A blond man and his two horns with his glasses and suit appeared before the demon army. He bowed respectfully when he saw Raka standing firmly in front of his troops.

"Oh? Is this the master leader who is famous for his prowess? Unexpectedly you are really true as rumors, really young .. you know? You're very lucky".

Raka looked at him coldly.

The man chuckled and continued his words.

"Ah, I apologized in advance but my king Dimitri sent me to present his apology and hoped that his majesty could ..."

"Barto.." said Raka coldly.

"e eh?" The man was surprised by Raka's words.

Keugh..

A moment later the huge shadow with its greatsword shot rapidly towards the envoy and struck his body violently.

Blarrs..

In a moment the blood poured out. The man's body was split in two. While the man still showed a shocked expression on his face and seemed to still want to continue his words.

"We are here to fight, and not accept any agreement, not the slightest bit of tolerance for the one who seizes what is mine" Raka said coldly with an intimidating aura.

"Tsk!" In an instant the demon army tried to lung and advance towards Raka fiercely.

A hand raised and gave an aba.

The splash!

Thousands of arrows from opposite directions shot out rapidly, among them even magic arrows.

The demon army was shocked, yet they had time to retreat the thousands of arrows were raining down on their bodies mercilessly. Blood is splattered where.

All those who tried to advance died without exception. While those who were staying behind could only show their expressions and bodies trembling in fear as they saw a smile presented before the corpses of their dead brothers.

'HE! THE DEVIL!'

Raka lowered her hands parallelly pointing towards the trembling enemy. In an instant, dust flew over the battle area, the cavalry darted with steel determination under Raka's leadership. They stormed the enemy army mercilessly.

'KILL OR BE KILLED' That's the consequence of this fight.

The demon army that had been hit by the arrow attacks was again faced in a difficult situation. They reflexively ran and raced backwards from the battlefield. Not yet on their rescue path, the layers of ground moved upward encircling the enemy forces, not letting them return.

Blood poured down the barren land of Horstea. Demonic cries and moans also rang out behind the sound of iron friction. Like a show, the troops dance proudly. While the iron friction and groans also became the music of the accompaniment.

A smile emerged from behind the war. He, the conductor and the director are satisfied with the show.

With this, the war was won by Qrystial, they hit the enemy forces easily without a fight.

The soldiers vented their frustration over the many deaths of their brothers in the previous assault. The dust no longer flew, changing with a mist of blood that gushed to where it washed the dry land of Horstea. The smell of blood is really thick. Yep! This is an absolute victory for us!