He always made sure to eliminate potential threats completely.
That was Maud's usual style.
Ignoring the bodyguard soldiers and even Shalria's strange gaze, Maud raised his blade against Bellock's subordinates.
His arm rose and fell, one slash for each man.
Bellock's men fell one after another, their blood soaking the ground red.
After cutting down several of them, the rest of Bellock's men were hardly lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They grabbed their weapons and rose to their feet.
With disaster looming, they had no time to care about whatever damn kneeling etiquette this was.
If they were going to die either way, they would rather fight for their lives.
"Kill him!"
Someone shouted.
Maud's gaze swept over, and a flash of sword light followed, cutting down the man who had shouted.
Perhaps he felt that killing one man at a time was too inefficient. Maud swung his blade and sent several sword slashes flying, cutting down dozens of people in the blink of an eye like reaping wheat.
"This..."
Bellock's men, who had been planning to fight to the death, were instantly dumbfounded. They stared in terror at Maud's expressionless face.
Dozens of their companions had been killed in a single exchange...
How were they supposed to fight this?
Bellock's men lost their will to fight on the spot.
Maud showed no mercy. He swung his blade again, sending several sword slashes through their ranks and tearing open a huge gap.
In an instant, severed limbs littered the ground and blood flowed everywhere, making the place resemble a hell of slaughter.
Before Maud's overwhelming slashes, more than half of Bellock's men died on the spot, and the momentum created by their numerical advantage collapsed with them.
The entire process had taken less than five seconds.
But the one-sided slaughter