chapter -45

The two-headed ax began to cut into the great creator's side. "Ouch"

Smith's charge hit Craver in the face, but he was thrown into the air by the impact of Craver's chain shot, sending powder flying to the ground.

Cratos' great ax couldn't pass through Craver's thick hide, causing his hand to shake. But he didn't give up and raised the great ax once more, and as he tried to cut, a leg kicked him away like a soccer ball...

"Gwarriiil" Craver slapped his chest like a monkey and bellowed a victory cry into the air.

Smith rose from the ground and glared furiously at the screeching Craver. He tore off the few rags that remained on him and threw them away. "Oversized monkey, our fight has only just begun!" Smith yelled at Craver and lunged at him. Each step he took shook the ground and clods of earth flew nearby.

Craver seemed angry at Smith's shouting. With his big chain in hand, he smashed at Smith from above. However, his smash was not as quick as before, and his huge body leaned forward slightly.

This time, Smith dodged the chain smashed at him and punched Craver in the face with both fists.

Craver was hit in the nose bone, causing him to gasp. Without stopping, Smith jumped up again, kicking Craver's chest with all his feet. In the end, Craver couldn't take the force of the kick and fell.

Smith climbed onto Craver's chest and kicked Craver's solar plexus. "You hit me? Is that you? Is that you? Is that you?" It's you?".

Cratos struggled to his feet and used his great ax to get up. He didn't know how many bones were still intact in his entire body.

All he knew was that he couldn't let these Cravers into the city. Spitting the blood that filled his mouth, he ran back to where Craver and Smith had battled.

Because of the scene he saw, he didn't know where his pain was going. The monstrous body vibrated with the earth under the heels of the guard.

As he got closer to make sure, Cratos' limp body was pinned to the ground by a mysterious force.

Smith stomped on Craver with his heels, causing Craver pain, but other than his groans of pain, Craver was not seriously injured. He looked around and saw the giant man of the town and his double-edged axe.

Smith came up and asked, "What are you doing here?" What he received back was a middle finger. Without thinking too much, he snatched the great ax from the big man's hand and walked back to Craver. Craver was still trying to get up with his shaking limbs. When he saw Smith return with a large axe, his bloodshot eyes were filled with tears. Who was the monster among us?

Craver immediately got down on all fours and bowed to Smith, but what he got was a huge ax hitting his head with speed.

Smith saw Craver surrender, but the ax in his hand didn't slow down and continued to strike Craver's skull one at a time. Finally, out of breath, he broke off his attack and surveyed the situation.

He saw that Craver's tire-sized head was shattered and that the two-headed ax had been deformed into a club-like shape. As he surveyed the line of defense, the citizens sat lifeless among the bloodied corpses of their comrades-in-arms. Smith felt sorry for them, but on the other hand, was glad that the townspeople felt the same way the guards felt when their brothers died.

Smith looked at the main defensive position and the battle was still intense. He glanced at the warped mace in his hand and muttered, "There's still enough to use for this fight."

After that, a shoeless, shirtless, mace-wielding barbarian began rushing into the chaotic battle.

When the strength holding Cratos was gone, he rose quickly and reached for the great ax he had inherited.

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Kai was killing Cravers and didn't know how many he had killed. Piles of corpses lay beneath his feet, their blood mingling with that of the defenders and flowing down the wall. For his part, Ray killed all of the Cravers with one shot. "How am I supposed to research when you turn corpses into pieces like that?" Ray asked Kai with a laugh.

Can't you shut up for a second?" Kai snatched the craver in his hand, thinking it as Ray in mind, and ripped it in half. The veins on his face glowed redder and seemed to run down his neck and into his body.

"Our leader is terrifying," Ray said as he deliberately shook his body and continued to knock down the Cravers as they closed in on him.

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A black werewolf bit Craver's neck and let go. Sakura looked around to check on her family's condition.

Their group was tasked with shooting and killing the cravers that emerged from the defenses some distance from the garrison. At first one or two Cravers came out, but for the werewolves whose around 20 people that was not a problem.

But over time, the Cravers multiplied and their minority had to face many opponents and suffer some losses.

"Shhh, if you don't focus in battle, you'll lose your life," a middle-aged man warned Sakura in a harsh voice, slashing at the Craver that came in to attack her from nearby.

As soon as he warned her, he went out to help the other defenders. Wherever he went Cravers fell like wheat cut by a scythe.

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After helping a nearby defender, Denzai looked to the group leader of Bernett. Just look around to see how powerful he is, but using that kind of power to attack without any technique is very bad in his eyes. Like a barbarian.

The crazed, boisterous charge of the Cravers had slowed considerably, and the flames in the ring of fire were beginning to die. It appears that 4/10 of the nearly 1,400 armed forces were also killed in action.

The yawning air that blew across Danzai's cheek was lukewarm, carrying the scent of blood and barbecued meat. In his ears, the decaying voices of weeping and moaning of wounds whispered like the call of hell.

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Kai looked at the crying soldiers and frowned. He called a security guard next to him and asked him to bring a speakerphone.

"Hello! I believe everyone can hear my voice.

I don't know how you feel because I'm not you.

You won't understand how I feel.

That's why we don't talk long and loud anymore. This battle is not a battle between nations.

It is not a battle between ethnic groups.

This fight is for the survival of a species.

This fight is for the survival of our human race. Nothing will be achieved by crying and worrying like that.

Now move your heavy ass!"

"Linda, Tell the townspeople that we need help clearing the battlefield here. Not only our group, but All the survivors must also come, except for the children and the elderly." Kai contacted Linda and gave the order.

He looked at the battlefield full of smoke, sighed, and sat down on the pile of corpses. They overcame this one difficulty, but they paid no less. The road ahead is unclear, and how far will this small town endure the effects of the constant fighting?

He doesn't know, no one will know. There are still some humans left in other parts of this land, but how many will continue to survive?