Chapter 195: Fight to the Death Without Retreat

Swords of Shaosul thrust forth like mighty dragons, each swipe accompanied by a massive onslaught of chilling frost attacking Redfang's body.

His opponent possessed at least the strength of the Third Transition fifth level, and Redfang's movements grew slower and slower, his arms and thighs now coated with a layer of ice crystals.

"Squad leader, I'm here to help you!" A commanding shout emanated from the chaos of the melee—it was a member of the Roland Knights, the eldest son of the God's Grace, Baron Afudun, his scepter gleaming bright, a serpent of fire cutting a path and wrapping itself around Redfang. The warmth of the serpent began to dissolve the ice of Shaosul with ease.

"Thank you," Redfang said, feeling a surge of confidence as he watched the fire serpent's buffs take effect; he could see the situation clearly, as could Sibo. All he needed to do was to delay, delay until the Empire's reinforcements could arrive.