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The soldiers' resistance and mockery filled every corner of the forest, and their disdain and contempt for Solomon seemed to become an invisible force, oppressing his chest and making it difficult for him to breathe. Solomon's headache was like a nail, and every heartbeat felt like a heavy hammer striking. His anger boiled in his blood, and every taunt from the soldiers felt like a blade scraping across his heart.
Solomon stood there, and the surrounding noise seemed to become distant. His world was only filled with the soaring anger in his heart and the desire for revenge. His rationality became increasingly fragile under the erosion of this anger, and his only thought was to find those goats, find their hiding place, and complete his revenge. However, the soldiers' non-cooperation and resistance made Solomon feel an unprecedented sense of defeat and powerlessness. Their presence not only did not help him but also became a stumbling block on his path forward.
At this moment, Solomon almost wanted to give up all reason, release all the anger in his heart, and eliminate all the soldiers who hindered him. His hands clenched tightly, blue veins bulging on the back of his hand, like the calm before the storm, but Solomon knew that if he really did this, he would completely deviate from everything he had once upheld, becoming a true loner, even a heretic.
Taking a deep breath, Solomon forced himself to calm down. He couldn't let the ignorance and resistance of these soldiers Ruin his overall plan. He needed to regain his composure and plan, even if it meant he had to face it all alone. The hatred for the "demon goat" still burned in Solomon's heart, and this hatred and desire for revenge were his only support at the moment, as well as the reason he was willing to endure all this pain and challenge.
Solomon found a glimmer of clarity in the midst of pain and anger, his voice cutting through the chaos and resistance in the forest, commanding the Sergeant loudly and firmly. His gaze was sharp as a knife, scanning the hesitant and openly defiant soldiers, his determination and authority unmistakable in that moment. Upon receiving the orders, the Sergeants, though uneasy, acted swiftly, beginning to arrest the soldiers who were unwilling to move forward. Their actions were quick and decisive, demonstrating the army's discipline and execution power.
Under Solomon's tough stance, order gradually returned to the army, the voices of resistance were suppressed, and the unwilling soldiers were taken away. Although this approach left Solomon with a bitter taste in his mouth, for the sake of his unwavering goal, to find the goats and expose their hiding place, Solomon knew he had to persevere.
He turned around, facing deep into the forest, his eyes flashing with a cold light. He knew that with each step forward, they were getting closer to their target. This feeling of getting closer to the truth gave Solomon a new strength, despite the immense pressure on his body and mind, his will was as unbreakable as steel. Solomon took a deep breath, prepared to lead the remaining soldiers deeper into the forest to find the "demon goat" that had led them into this endless war.
Just as Solomon was about to lead the soldiers forward, the sky suddenly darkened, and a thunderbolt struck the front of the troops like the wrath of a god. The immense thunder and lightning instantly illuminated the forest, and the soldiers at the forefront, unable to react, were instantly engulfed by the power of the thunder, their lives taken away in a moment of tragic screams.
Solomon relied on his extraordinary combat intuition to barely dodge the fatal blow by leaning to the side. His face was covered in dust and shock, and the location where the thunder fell was only a few steps away from him. The feeling of narrowly escaping death filled him with an unprecedented sense of panic.
Chaos erupted immediately, and the troops were in disarray due to this sudden strike. The soldiers, already emotionally unstable and prepared for arrest, took advantage of the confusion to break free from their restraints. Their eyes were filled with anger and despair as they charged directly at Solomon, projecting all their fear and dissatisfaction onto this former guardian knight.
Facing the sudden rebellion and chaos, Solomon's heart was filled with immense anger and despair. As the intense pain in his head and the anger in his heart accumulated, his magic seemed to be infected by a darker force, turning his once shining holy hammer into a slightly blood-colored war hammer shimmering with a dark red light. These war hammers were filled with Solomon's anger towards the rebel army and his hatred for the current situation, and he unhesitatingly launched them at the soldiers who were raising their weapons in preparation to resist.
In this tense moment, two goats suddenly charged out at an astonishing speed, their horns shimmering with a faint light, directly sending two soldiers standing beside Solomon flying. With brief screams, these soldiers were knocked into the nearby bushes and were never seen again.
Faced with the sudden impact of two goats, Solomon's anger reached a boiling point. He had thought he could control the situation, but the appearance of these two goats completely disrupted his plans. Seeing his allies being knocked away, Solomon's heart was filled with anger and helplessness, intensifying his headache. The magic within him boiled, as if it wanted to consume his consciousness.
Solomon's hand trembled as he gripped his war hammer, not only from anger but also from pain. He looked at the two goats, a spark of revenge flashing in his eyes. This was not the first time he had faced these despicable otherworldly creatures, but each encounter left him deeply defeated and filled with hatred. Solomon knew deeply that this battle was not just a physical confrontation, but also a trial of his faith and will.
He shouted loudly, his voice filled with hatred towards these goats, "You beasts! How dare you attack us!" Solomon's voice echoed in the forest, and the soldiers who were unwilling to advance felt a hint of fear under Solomon's roar, but at the same time, they were even more confused because of this sudden attack.
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