Counterattack (1)

"Ugh!" A dying scream rang out beside him. Acton whipped around and saw his last personal guards captain pierced through by three spears at once, eyes wide as he fell unwillingly to the ground.

A flash of cold steel! A bloodstained spearhead shot out like a viper from its hole, stabbing straight toward Acton's face!

"Get lost!" Acton roared. His instinct for survival unleashed astonishing speed, and he actually grabbed the rapidly thrusting spearhead with his bare hand!

The sharp spear blade instantly sliced open his palm, sending blood gushing, but he held on for dear life! At the same time, he swung the greatsword in his right hand wildly, slashing forward in a frenzy as he tried to force back the enemy. He had gone completely berserk and could no longer tell friend from foe ahead of him!

Swinging his sword recklessly, he staggered backward, trying to find a chance to catch his breath. Suddenly, his back slammed into something solid!

Acton was overjoyed at first, thinking it was an ally. But when he looked back, his heart sank completely. He had crashed into several more Sauron soldiers, all drenched in blood, standing back-to-back and surrounded on every side!

Only seven or eight of them remained, compressed into an extremely small circle. Dense spears, blades, and swords filled every direction, all brimming with killing intent! There was nowhere left to retreat!

"Ahhhhhh!" Acton let out a desperate roar like a cornered beast, squeezing out the last shred of potential in his body. His greatsword whirled like a windmill, actually knocking aside several spears and Tangpa attacks thrusting at him from different directions in rapid succession!

But his stamina had long since been exhausted. Such an outburst could not last. Before long, his movements slowed, and his breathing grew ragged