Maintaining his true energy in an outward-release state, Holy Roland I glided all the way there like a white shooting star, crashing directly into the dwarves' retreat route in the rear mountains.
Everything happened too quickly for the Giant Eagle Knights in the air to issue a warning.
In fact, when faced with the assault of Holy Roland I, a martial artist of the Vertical and Horizontal Realm, whether they gave a warning or not made little difference.
The instant he landed, the dwarves nearby did not even have time to scream before the rapidly expanding true energy instantly shredded every dwarf within range.
The entire scene was simply horrifying!
"Where do you think you're running off to?"
As he spoke, Holy Roland I flung another white Sword Light backward with a reverse slash. Dozens more dwarves were killed on the spot, plunging the entire area into unprecedented chaos!
Carl finally came to his senses. As he watched Holy Roland I slaughtering his tribesmen, his face twisted instantly.
However, the reason in his heart made him hurriedly shout at the top of his voice...
"Keep retreating! Don't bother with him! Keep retreating!!"
That was right. The priority now was not to fight Holy Roland I at all.
They could not contend with him, but Holy Roland I alone could not kill all of them either.
The wisest course of action was to ignore him and continue retreating.
After sending out two Sword Qi in succession, Holy Roland I himself evidently realized the problem.
No! There are too many dwarves! I can't kill them all by myself!
Those useless trash are truly incapable of doing anything!
At that thought, Holy Roland I could not help feeling another wave of irritation.
As his gaze swept across the mountain walls on either side,