CH190 The Fall
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Elsewhere on the battlefield, another City Guard Sub-Commander—a sword-wielding Fire Warlock—was carving a bloody path through a section of the invaders' frontline, relieving pressure on the embattled human defenders.
One slash felled a Class 4 Goblin Warrior. Another stroke finished off a Class 3 Desert Ant Soldier he had previously wounded.
This final act enraged the surrounding Desert Ants, regardless of Class. With screeches and hisses, they abandoned their original targets and surged toward the Warlock.
The man only smiled.
Tapping into the latent power of his Hell Salamander bloodline, a surge of fire elemental mana flooded his mouth.
"[Salamander Flame Breath]!!"
The Great Warlock (Class 4) exhaled a blazing cone of fire, engulfing the swarm in a semi-circular arc. Desert Ants screamed as they burned alive.
But the flames didn't die down.
