"Boom!"
The powerful Life Source Power surged, Count Engel's face was grim. At this moment, his right hand had already fallen limp, and he had to rely on his left hand holding the Knight's Longsword to fight. The nearly exhausted Life Source Power within him made even flying somewhat difficult now.
Throughout Dressrosa's Knight Order, after an initial stroke of luck, the following time could undoubtedly be described as a disaster.
First, they encountered an attack from a Tier Four Magical Beast, and it was even a Tier Four Peak beast. They were then ambushed by waves of Tier Three Demon Beast attacks. Now, they could hardly hold on.
"Lord Count, we'll hold them off here. You retreat first!"
Michael, blood at the corner of his mouth, spoke urgently.
"Yes, Lord Count, you must retreat. Your survival is our only chance."
Michael also spoke, his face equally pale. The continuous battles had inflicted significant injuries on both of them.
