CHAPTER 552: CHAPTER 234: EXTREME SPEED CLEARANCE

He quickly realized that Kana was not alone.

In the moment when they were distracted by Kana.

The Night Watchers surrounded them.

This confused him for a moment, because he glanced briefly, and the Night Watchers were standing very sparsely, meaning there were only a few hundred of them.

But the retreating forces he brought had thousands, with more troops following behind.

Although he left a large portion behind at the fortress to continue to distract attention.

Retreat, of course, in batches, and naturally, he had to be in the first batch.

"Night Watchers?" A officer looked at the flag raised by the Night Watchers, slightly surprised, with an uncontrollable tremor in his voice.

"Shut up, coward." The Third Prince quickly shouted.

Suppressing the suddenly agitated troops behind him.

There was no other choice.

Although the Third Prince did not personally participate, he knew about the battle in the Gray Mountain Range.

The absurd grinder war.

But it was the Blood Race’s flesh being ground.

All the Blood Race who participated in that war and survived had begun to fear the Night Watchers and their banner.

Seeing this flag made them involuntarily tremble inside.

Encountering a group that couldn’t be killed and acted like lunatics, who wouldn’t be afraid? Even the Blood Race, as insane as they were, couldn’t help but be timid.

After all, regarding Blessing.

It’s impossible that no one researched it.

For example, many studied the proportion of blood volume deducted when injured.

The best example was the Blood Race fighting them at that time.

At that time, Gray Rock Fortress was the best training ground.

This led to many Night Watchers, when fighting the Blood Race, judging how much blood volume this hit could cost them.

Once judged, many Night Watchers would take hits while healthy, even actively, and then give the Blood Race fatal injuries.

In the Blood Race’s eyes, these actions were even crazier than their own.

And then they would see the same Night Watcher fighting them in this method again in the next 1-2 days.

Thus, Night Watchers continuously cleared Blood Race troops with extremely low casualties, until the Blood Race’s mentality completely collapsed.

The forces attacking Gray Rock Fortress were in a rotation system, wave after wave of rotation, allowing the living to spread Night Watcher information.

You can’t expect these soldiers to spread information without emotional influence.

Gradually, the Blood Race troops had a degree of fear toward the Night Watchers.

Those who experienced it couldn’t help but tremble twice when seeing the banner.

"I’ve heard of you Night Watchers being very powerful. But do you expect this few people to keep us here?"

The Third Prince said with some disdain.

The Blood Race officer beside him, who experienced that battle, opened his mouth wanting to say something.

"The one next to you wants to say something, don’t you want to hear it?"

The Third Prince turned and gave him a harsh look, making the officer silently shut his mouth.

Doesn’t he know?

Of course, he knows these Night Watchers might actually keep them here, but is now the time to say such a thing?

"Though I don’t know where your information comes from, you brought Night Watchers, but no United Army.

Do you so wish to personally end my life?"

Asked the Third Prince, not waiting for Kana to answer, he thought of something, continued: "Or is it that those United Army forces don’t want to intercept us here?

After all, they’re not united, are they?

You should know, such troops can’t possibly be true opponents of our Blood Race?"

Kana ignored him.

With sword in hand, he was the first to charge directly.

Seeing this situation, the other Night Watchers immediately followed closely.

"Madman."

The Third Prince cursed, drew his weapon, and started fighting Kana.

But the Third Prince’s level was only level 4, how could he be a match for Kana?

Within two rounds, Kana slashed him to the ground with a single sword, and his weapon was forcibly broken by Kana’s brute force.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, the Third Prince was momentarily dazed.

He turned to look at his troops behind him.

This glance only made despair breed uncontrollably within him.

Because the first batch of troops following him had already started being slaughtered unilaterally.

With just a few hundred Night Watchers, they were slaughtering the Blood Race with astonishing efficiency.

The current fighting style of Night Watchers wasn’t fatal to cultists or Void, but it was extremely fatal to the Blood Race.

After all, almost all Night Watchers had experienced blood battles with the Blood Race for quite a long time.

The officers responsible for protecting him were being suppressed by the likes of Alyris, and he watched one of them die at Alyris’s hands.

He silently turned his head to look at Kana standing before him.

"Your target... is me? Why?"

He recalled carefully, it seemed he hadn’t bullied Kana in the past, nor had he much intersection with Kana.

The one who liked to loiter around Kara was only the Second Prince, but his second brother had already paid the price for his past actions.

Kana looked at him.

This brother seemed to have resigned himself.

The Creation Stone fragment in his heart didn’t activate at this moment.

Which meant, for this brother, the current situation wasn’t considered desperate.

Suddenly, Kana pierced him with a sword.

The unexpected attack made his brother’s eyes widen.

"Next time, when you want to use some teleportation method, remember to suppress the magic’s fluctuations a bit lower."

If not for the identification skill, Kana might not have discovered it.

But since having identification, Kana usually keeps it active, especially in battle.

From the start, he saw his brother was dragging time, the hands propped on the ground were slowly probing the technique stance while fallen.

"You... really are a monster."

That was his last and useless words.

Kana slashed at the corpse’s chest.

Pulled the blood-stained Creation Stone Fragment from its chest.

The crystal hung on him used for investigating stones didn’t light up, meaning there were no more stones in this troop.

"Retreat."

Kana shouted.

All Night Watchers mounted their respective mounts and left quickly.

And those Blood Race troops who were being slaughtered unilaterally earlier sighed in relief, but no one dared to pursue under these circumstances.

They stood bewildered, looking at the Third Prince fallen in the forefront.

The remaining officers had no choice but to regroup the troops.