The Man in White walked forward slowly.
His shoes and the lower halves of his trousers had burned away.
Revealing a pair of crimson feet, like molten iron.
All around him, the ground constantly burst apart. Like drilling wells, massive pillars of fire erupted without warning. Whether Ottoman soldiers approached or fled, they could not guard against them and were hurled into the sky by flames at any moment.
Liu Di felt greatly relieved as well.
Yet he had not expected that the place he now stood would, many years later, become Romania's largest natural gas basin.
Thin natural gas deposits had already formed beneath the ground, becoming a weapon that let him achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Otherwise, relying on the Witch's abilities alone, overturning a battlefield of fifty thousand men would not have been easy!
He charged into the battlefield alone, surrounded by flames, and within moments strolled to its center.
Dra watched the man who seemed to have stepped out of the flames, his heart trembling violently as he murmured, "Buff."
The archer in silver armor had gone completely rigid.
He was that strange man who had called me an "ugly bee."
I had judged him to be an ordinary person.
But the sight before him had far exceeded the limits of his imagination.
Liu Di stepped forward.
With a raised hand, he pinched the tip of the archer's sword.
The archer snapped back to his senses in shock. A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes, and he immediately triggered the mechanism in the hilt.
His longsword resembled the sword-within-a-sword mechanisms of ancient China. A separate dagger was concealed within its hilt.
He could pull out the dagger while his enemy was off guard and slit his throat!
But Liu Di was faster.
He