My Glitched World Throne System Came Ten Years Too Early Chapter 120

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WHOOSH!

Roderic shot forward, golden aura wrapped around his legs.

The older knight immediately raised his longsword.

CLANG!

Their weapons collided.

Both were forced a step back.

The old knight gritted his teeth and forced himself forward.

With the flick of his wrist, his longsword shot towards Roderic’s exposed side.

WHOOSH!

Roderic just barely managed to tilt his body.

He immediately followed up with a strike of his own.

CLANG!

The older knight blocked it before taking several steps back.

’’Haa… Haa…’’

His breathing was growing worse by the second.

Roderic immediately noticed.

’Now’s the time,’ he thought, kicking off. ’My last trick!’

Just as he shot forward, the older knight raised his longsword above him.

A blinding blue aura instantly began gathering around it.

Roderic’s eyes widened.

’Again?!’ he thought, his mind racing.

Taking that attack head-on was impossible.

But so was halting his forward momentum to dodge.

’’Fuck it!’’ he shouted.

There was only one way left.

And that was forward.

The golden aura around his legs flared up brightly.

In an instant, his speed increased to its absolute limit.

’’FOOL!’’ the older knight shouted.

Without waiting for his attack to finish charging, he swung his longsword down.

WHOOOOOSH!!!

Roderic heard the approaching aura slice through the wind above him.

He immediately flicked his hooked blade around, turning its sharp side towards the incoming sword.

CLANG!

The longsword struck the blade and slid along its edge, passing just behind Roderic’s body.

At the same time, Roderic twisted his wrist, bringing the handle of his hooked blade forward.

In an instant, the sharp spike on his handle lit up with golden aura.

The older knight’s eyes widened.

He desperately tried to bring his blade back… but Roderic was already within striking distance.

BANG!

The handle slammed straight into the center of the man’s stomach.

For a brief moment, nothing happened.

His armor didn’t even dent in!

’’BLEGH!’’

The older knight’s eyes bulged as blood shot out of his mouth.

He stumbled back several steps, clutching his stomach.

’’Cough! Cough!’’

More blood spilled from his mouth.

His breathing became increasingly ragged, as though his lungs were barely functioning.

With trembling hands, the old knight reached up and pulled off his helmet, tossing it aside.

His face was deathly pale, nearly matching his gray hair.

Blood continued dripping from his nose and mouth as he stared fiercely at Roderic.

Roderic raised his guard instantly.

’Still standing?’ he thought. ’Did the fourth move fail…?’

The older knight slowly straightened his back.

Despite his trembling legs, he raised his longsword once more.

’’Y-You…’’ he choked out between ragged breaths.

For a moment, everything fell silent.

The man’s hateful gaze stayed locked on Roderic.

Then… his body slowly fell forward.

THUD!

Roderic stared at the man for another second.

But he didn’t move again.

’’Haa…’’ he let out, lowering his blade. ’’Troublesome bastard.’’

Even so, he couldn’t help but feel a hint of respect for the man.

’’To the very last breath… huh.’’

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The sound of the battlefield slowly entered his ears again.

Roderic immediately snapped out of his daze and glanced at the others.

But the moment he looked up, his expression changed.

’What the hell?’

The fighting had moved considerably further down the road.

While he’d been fighting their commander, the situation had completely changed.

Nearly all the Deres soldiers had dismounted.

And now, they were besieging his men!

Twenty meters away, Frederic and John were still fighting the other Two Seal knight.

Their opponent was in terrible condition, his body littered with deep cuts.

But Frederic and John weren’t doing much better.

Every time they tried to finish him off, another group of Deres soldiers rushed forward to interfere.

CLANG!

Frederic knocked aside an incoming spear.

’’GET BACK!’’

John immediately swung his sword, forcing several soldiers to retreat.

But more quickly took their place.

Roderic’s eyes narrowed, quickly moving to pick up his other blade.

’They’re using their numbers now,’ he thought. ’If they back up any further, they’ll mostly be in the clear of the traps too.’

If that happened, it was easy to say they’d get surrounded instantly.

That’s when his gaze shifted to the left.

Peter was fighting for his life.

The young man was covered in cuts, with thin blood trails running down his legs.

He desperately swung his spear around, occasionally compensating with his short sword.

And clearly, it was working.

Ten bodies lay in front of him, each of whom had their throats slit.

BOOM!

Roderic’s gaze shifted to the noise instantly.

That’s when he finally found Paul.

He was fighting right in the middle of the enemy formation, a wide, almost manic smile covering his face.

His armor was covered in blood, and more than twenty bodies lay scattered around him.

Every swing of his scythe injured another.

It had reached the point where the enemies only dared to use spears from outside his range.

’That crazy bastard…’ he thought, smiling. ’At least I know what his traits do now.’

But Roderic’s amusement quickly faded.

His gaze drifted all the way to the back.

His remaining soldiers and knights were still holding their positions, preventing the Deres troops from escaping.

But they were struggling as well.

The enemy outnumbered them heavily.

Several Whitemane soldiers had already fallen, and the others were barely managing to hold their ground.

Roderic’s expression darkened.

’Shit,’ he cursed. ’I shouldn’t have tunnel visioned on that old man!’

If this continued…

Sure they’d have a nice victory, but the war would be lost.

’All it takes is a single report to the main army. Then everything’s fucked!’

Roderic’s gaze immediately shifted to the injured Two Seal knight.

’First, let’s get rid of you!’

Without hesitation, he shot forward.

While running, he pulled back his left arm as far as possible.

WHOOSH!

He flung his blade towards the unsuspecting knight.

Twenty meters away, the man was desperately blocking Frederic and John’s attacks.

He didn’t notice the spinning blade curving towards his side.

SWISH!

Blood sprayed from his neck.

His eyes widened before his body collapsed to the ground.

SHHH!

The hooked blade flew back into Roderic’s hand.

’’FREDERIC! JOHN! PETER! PAUL!’’ he shouted. ’’REINFORCE THE REAR! NOW!’’

’’I’LL TAKE CARE OF THIS PLACE ON MY OWN!”