I Became A Legend A Decade Later After Telling My Comrades To Leave Everything To Me And Retreat First Manhua

As the devils closed in on the Hero's party, Rakku stood at the forefront, his staff crackling with untamed magic. His comrades, faces etched with fear, looked to him for guidance. With a steely gaze, Rakku commanded, "Trust me and retreat now." With a deep breath, he unleashed a barrage of spells that lit up the battlefield like fireworks. Lightning danced, ice shards flew, and flames engulfed the demons in a frenzy of power. The devils, taken aback by the sudden surge of magic, hesitated for a moment before launching a fierce counterattack. Rakku's resolve never wavered as he pushed himself beyond his limits, each spell pushing him closer to exhaustion. Yet, he fought on, knowing that his friends' safety depended on his strength. The air crackled with energy as he stood his ground, a lone figure against the onslaught of evil. Just when it seemed like the devils would overwhelm him, a radiant light burst forth from Rakku's staff, forming a protective barrier around him. The party, watching from a distance, gasped in awe as Rakku's power peaked, a beacon of hope in the chaos of battle. With a defiant roar, Rakku unleashed a final devastating spell, a beam of pure energy that incinerated the remaining demons in a blinding flash. As the dust settled, Rakku stood victorious, his comrades rushing to him, admiration shining in their eyes. From that day on, Rakku's name spread far and wide, a legend of courage and sacrifice. The Hero's party may have retreated that day, but Rakku's heroism would echo through the ages, a testament to the power of determination and selflessness.