At that very moment!
Wails of grief and despair echoed from the Lizardmen in the distance.
As they watched...
The Archangel of Peace had already reached the trapped Flame Archangel. It swung its spear staff, striking the Flame Archangel and causing it to dissipate into motes of light.
"Fourth Tier Angel Summoning."
Lyle lightly snapped his fingers.
Poof!
Dazzling light condensed in mid-air, and a brand-new Archangel of Peace appeared in everyone's sight.
Holy Laser!
The Archangel of Peace swung its spear staff, and a laser-like beam of Holy Light shot out, obliterating the Lizardmen who had charged to the very front.
Whoosh— The Archangel of Peace flapped its wings and appeared above Shasuryu Shasha, who was struggling with the Ghost Hound, as if teleporting.
"Whimper..." The Ghost Hound shivered and quickly retreated from the fight.
Boom!
Shasuryu Shasha stiffly raised his head, only to see the spear staff crashing down heavily.
Flesh and blood splattered!
The Clan Chief of the Green Claw Tribe was dead.
"It's over..."
Witnessing this, Crusch Lulu's red pupils were filled with despair as she slumped weakly to the ground.
The straw hat on her head fell off, revealing a snowy-white skin tone completely different from the surrounding Lizardmen. Normally, such an exotic skin would have drawn the gaze of countless Lizardmen.
But at this moment!
The successive deaths of the Clan Chiefs of the Sharp Fang and Green Claw Tribes, along with the appearance of two Archangels of Peace, caused all the Lizardmen on the battlefield to completely lose their will to fight, scattering in a broken rout.
No one cared anymore about the white-skinned variant, Crusch Lulu.
On the wetlands...
The wails of the Lizardmen continued to drift in from all directions.
"We are willing to submit, Your Excellency Human."
Crusch Lulu trembled all over as she heard those screams. Tears flowed from her crimson eyes as she looked at Lyle with a pleading gaze.
The Crusch Lulu before him was the complete opposite of the rough, savage demi-human image of ordinary Lizardmen; she exuded a delicate aura.
She seemed to be a Lizardman who fit human aesthetics relatively well.
"Sorry," Lyle said expressionlessly and softly: "All-Race Charm."
A mental ripple spread out.
Crusch Lulu's eyes became dull, and she grew quiet.
Having killed so many Lizardmen...
Lyle didn't believe for a second that the Lizardmen would forget this hatred just because of a single word of "submission."
Speaking of which...
The method used by the Bone King and the Great Tomb—massacring the opponent first and then conquering them—was actually somewhat abnormal.
The reason the various races acted so submissively was entirely dependent on the Great Tomb's terrifying power.
Aside from being crude, the Great Tomb's ruling strategy had inherent flaws that were hard to hide; compared to the living, no one wanted to be ruled by the Undead.
If...
Once a powerhouse or faction appeared that was on par with the Great Tomb, the weaknesses of the various races forcibly conquered by the Great Tomb would be exposed, resulting in endless backlash.
Huff... Huff... Huff!
The sounds of heavy breathing and running mixed together.
Zaryusu Shasha gripped Frozen Fang, followed by over a hundred Lizardman warriors, running at full speed toward the main gate of the Dragon Fang Tribe.
They were originally positioned to block the rear and prevent the human from escaping. However, at this moment, all the Lizardmen could no longer care about anything else.
The wails of their tribal companions in the distance constantly assaulted their ears.
They had thought that gathering the strength of three major tribes to deal with a mere human was overkill.
But those distant screams clearly indicated that their side was the one failing!
The scent of blood grew thicker as they approached the battlefield in front of the Dragon Fang Tribe.
The steps of all the Lizardmen grew heavy, but no one stopped; there was only the sound of more intense panting.
As all the Lizardmen rushed out from within the Dragon Fang Tribe...
What met their eyes!
Was the blood-red wetland, densely packed with the corpses of a large number of tribesmen scattered all around.
Looking across...
Only three figures stood on the ground.
That human who looked completely different from them and seemed incredibly weak, the snowy-white Lizardman, and a Ghost Hound.
A white Lizardman?
At any other time, Zaryusu Shasha would have been curious enough to take a few more looks, but now, his vision held only that human.
The tragic battlefield before him clearly indicated that his brother was dead.
His gaze shifted upward!
Floating above the human's head were two angels, each over three meters tall.
With just one look...
Zaryusu Shasha's intuition told him that these were existences he could not defeat.
"So... we lost to a monster like this?" Zaryusu Shasha showed a bitter smile.
"Run!"
"Run away!"
Zaryusu Shasha gripped Frozen Fang with both hands and roared at the Lizardman warriors behind him.
"Zaryusu—"
"But, you..."
"We will never run!"
"We are of the tribe—"
The Lizardman warriors in the rear were filled with fear, yet they still spoke out loudly.
"Get out!"
"You will only die in vain. This isn't courage; it's stupidity."
Zaryusu Shasha gave a low, hoarse growl, followed by another roar: "Go!!"
The hundred or so Lizardman warriors behind him looked at each other. After a brief silence, they turned and ran back the way they came.
As his companions left...
Zaryusu Shasha finally felt a slight sense of relief. With death in his eyes, he took large strides forward.
Gradually, his pace quickened, finally turning into a full sprint!
"Human!!"
Zaryusu Shasha let out a roar, charging forward with Frozen Fang in both hands.
Holy Laser.
Whoosh!
A dazzling beam of white light shot out from one of the Archangels of Peace at incredible speed.
"Minds Eye!"
Zaryusu Shasha's charge didn't slow down in the slightest. Instead, at the moment the Holy Laser was about to reach him, he tilted his body slightly, dodging the light attack.
Boom!
The Holy Laser's attack hit the ground behind him, blasting a deep pit.
"Oh?" Lyle was somewhat surprised.
This was the first Lizardman so far who could dodge an attack from an Archangel of Peace.
Seeing the skill Information displayed on the status panel, Lyle's eyes brightened slightly.
"Roar!"
The Ghost Hound hissed and lunged forward, pouncing fiercely at Zaryusu Shasha.
Stomp!
Zaryusu Shasha kicked off the ground with his left foot. Before the Ghost Hound could even reach him, he had already anticipated the Move, easily dodging and bypassing the Ghost Hound to continue his charge toward Lyle.
Clatter!
"Chain Whirlwind." Having missed its strike, the Ghost Hound's eyes flashed with annoyance as it swung its bone chains in a fierce strike.
"Fortress!"
Even though Zaryusu Shasha wasn't looking back, it was as if he had eyes in the back of his head as he swung Frozen Fang behind him.
A faint blue light flashed across Frozen Fang as it collided with the bone chains, producing a crisp metallic clang and easily parrying the force of the swinging chains.
"Ice—"
Seeing Lyle within arm's reach, Zaryusu Shasha swung Frozen Fang.
"It's over." Lyle shook his head slightly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Without waiting for Zaryusu Shasha to activate the Move on Frozen Fang, the two Archangels of Peace appeared above him as if teleporting.
Two spear staffs thrust down simultaneously, piercing through Zaryusu Shasha in a cross pattern and pinning him to the ground.
"So strong... the gap is too large..."
Seeing that he was less than seven meters away from the human, Zaryusu Shasha muttered to himself, blood constantly coughing from his mouth.
Clang!
Frozen Fang fell from his palm.
Lyle walked up to Zaryusu Shasha: "To be killed by two Archangels of Peace, you were already quite impressive."
"Can you... let them go..."
Zaryusu Shasha weakly raised his head to look at Lyle, his voice faint.
Lyle naturally knew that Zaryusu Shasha was referring to the Lizardman warriors who had fled.
"Fine." Lyle nodded.
Zaryusu Shasha's pupils, which were about to lose focus, dilated slightly. He hadn't expected the human to let them go at all, and he hadn't thought this human would actually agree.
As this thought surfaced...
Zaryusu Shasha completely lost all signs of life.
Lyle picked up Frozen Fang from the ground; he had no intention of deceiving the other party.
Lyle had indeed lost interest in that group of fleeing Lizardman warriors.
[experience bar: 365,775 / 70,000]
The experience points were already enough to raise [Magic Swordsman] to the maximum Rank.
Among his current professions, once [Magic Swordsman] reached its max Rank, the only ones left that could still be upgraded were [Genius] and [Shaman Mentor].
And Lyle currently had no intention of raising the Ranks of those two professions. Aside from those two, he had no more classes left to level up.