The King Of Warriors (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4512

When Bernard witnessed Decanus unexpectedly dismissing Talcott and his subordinates, a wave of anxiety surged within him.

This was sufficient proof that Decanus had ample confidence in his abilities.

Bernard's face was awash with unease. He knew that if the fight continued, he wouldn't last three more moves before he'd be completely defenseless.

Moreover, from the way Decanus mentioned he was engaged in a cat-and-mouse game, it was evident that he was intentionally toying with them.

Decanus likely hadn't given it his all. If he had, Bernard wasn't sure if he could withstand even a single move from Decanus.

But now, Bernard figured the only person who could handle Decanus was himself.

It seemed as though the eighteen kneeling generals could sense Bernard's dilemma. After exchanging glances with one another, they unanimously said, “Your Majesty, we are prepared to lay down our lives for our country and ensure the longevity of Allardland.”

After speaking, all eighteen generals drew their blades, aiming them at their own necks.

As their eighteen heads fell, ethereal white wisps of aura emerged from the bodies of the eighteen fallen generals, streaking straight toward the heavens.

Before Bernard could even speak, over a hundred thousand soldiers suddenly knelt, fervently exclaiming, “We pledge to sacrifice ourselves for our nation to safeguard the eternal reign of Allardland!”

Upon finishing their speech, the hundred thousand soldiers, without a hint of hesitation, severed their heads.

Countless auras rushed toward the sky. These auras, suspended mid-air, merged to form an intimidating pressure.

Decanus looked at the scene before him, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Jared was somewhat dumbfounded as he watched the scene unfold before him. It was his first time encountering such a tragic and grand event.

The remaining survivors of Allardland were deeply moved as well. Their previously diminishing fighting spirit had now reached its peak.

Bernard gazed upon the bodies scattered across the ground. These are all my soldiers!

Bernard, who should have been overwhelmed with grief and anger, suddenly burst into laughter at that moment.

Yet, that smile appeared so melancholic.

Cedric and Denzel, too, were filled with rage, their inner aura expanding ceaselessly as though they were ready to self-destruct at any moment.