Alvaric went completely berserk. No one could stop him. Nearly a hundred soldiers had already been killed by him alone. It even made the remaining soldiers hesitate to move forward. They didn't want to die, but their duty was to protect the palace.
"Come on, you bastards!" Alvaric taunted.
He moved his finger. A second later, dozens of blood needles burst out. They floated in the air, and more and more appeared over time.
No one dared to move. Some soldiers even pushed each other, trying to get someone else to confront Alvaric instead.
"I'm all alone. Meanwhile, there are... more than a thousand of you. Why are you the ones trembling in fear? Aren't you supposed to be the superior race that sees every other creature as a threat to be destroyed?" Alvaric mocked.
