Kapitel 229: We hold the line.

The rain of blood spikes fell relentlessly upon the hapless lizard men, catching them off guard, and granting some of them mere moments to react to the impending peril.

Within the chaotic fray, a handful of the lizard men summoned protective magic barriers, their eyes wide with desperate determination.

However, fortune favored only a few, as the majority found themselves cruelly impaled by the gruesome crimson spikes.

Life ebbed away from their writhing bodies, leaving them defenseless against the relentless onslaught.

Amidst the relentless onslaught, a sense of dread and panic enveloped the battlefield. The surviving lizard men exchanged frantic glances, their scaly hides glistening with a cold sweat as they struggled to come to terms with the unforgiving onslaught.