Just as Stella had thought, thanks to the nature of his soul weapon, Fang Zheng could slaughter without restraint on the battlefield.
Of course, he could have wiped out the other side directly, but considering his plans going forward, if he really killed these ordinary people, public opinion would undoubtedly have plenty to say about it.
But as long as no one died, no problem was really a problem.
Just like Nanoha's SLB.
"Do a bunch of useless trash really think they can stand in my way?"
Fang Zheng strode forward. Countless Lightsabers rained from the sky, piercing everything before him. Kaidolan's soldiers fell in heaps, and calling the entire battlefield carpeted with corpses would not have been an exaggeration.
After crossing the battlefield, Fang Zheng stopped.
Not because the outcome had been decided, but because three figures now stood before him.
"Are you the masterminds behind this war?"
Fang Zheng curiously sized up the three people before him. One was a giant nearly five meters tall, another was a fierce-looking man, and the last was a beautiful, seductive woman.
"What a surprise. I never expected to encounter such an interesting enemy on this battlefield."
The seductive beauty gave Fang Zheng a sly grin.
"Kid, you don't look like a Blade Breaker."
"Of course I'm not a Blade Breaker. I have nothing to do with that antique junk. I was just passing by and decided to lend a hand when I saw injustice."
"Hahahaha, interesting, interesting."
The fierce-looking man burst into laughter at Fang Zheng's reply.
"I never thought there would still be someone like you in this world... So... huh?"
Halfway through his sentence, the man suddenly stopped. He frowned, his face turning displeased. Then he turned toward Fang Zheng and opened a window.
"Hey, kid, someone wants to