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Chapter 316: I Have Come to End This Battle

The effect of Resplendent Falling Flowers was tremendous.

“Wow, that was flashy.”

Dozens of well-armed, elite cavalrymen were either killed or severely wounded by that single move.

“Not bad for a technique I threw together on the spot.”

I looked back at Jeffrey and said.

“I’m going to run wild, so you guys just hang back at a safe distance and then retreat.”

“Please be careful.”

“Who are you worried about? It’s me, Allenvert.”

I handed the reins of my horse to Jeffrey and then, with feet faster than any steed, charged toward the enemy line.

‘The reason I’ve been holding back all this time…’

…was for this very moment.

“Hehehehehahahaha.”

Why was it? Like a man drunk on moonlight madness, I suddenly began a solo sword dance.

I cut with power.

I dodged lightly, tripping them by their legs.

I punched them in the gut, then used palm and kicking arts to shatter the swords flying at me from my blind spots.

“…get him!”

“…stop him!”

Even my extremely sensitive hearing felt muffled, as if I were underwater.

I dove into the sea of my subconscious, piercing and skewering the enemy in a state of no-self.

I dropped low to slash at the horses' legs.

I struck with my fists, unleashed waves of force.

I danced with Voyager of the Night in one hand and the another sword in the other, then unleashed Celestial Chain Breaker and Profound Radiant Heaven Rend to turn the battlefield upside down.

Then I used the Whispering Snow in the Night to hide in the dust cloud, only to reappear in a completely different location.

“G-get him!”

“Ignore him! He’s trying to buy time. Just advance!”

Confusion erupted among the enemy commanders.

“You bastard, how long do you plan to run rampant!”

“That’s far enough.”

When I briefly awoke from my dream-like state, I found myself surrounded by several northern warriors who looked to be above the 6th-tier.

“Huh?”

I was bewildered.

Did they really think they could catch me with just this?

I used the abilities of Erosion and Stealth to cloud their vision, then slipped behind them.

Slice!

Those in my path lost their heads in an instant, without even realizing what had happened.

“Where is Duke Montera? Hmm? Is he over there?”

“How dare you!”

As I feigned a move toward the main command flag, a troop of what appeared to be elite guards blocked my path with giant shields.

“Oh?”

They were all giants, each reminding me of Somerset or Knut.

These were the heavy infantry who had probably crushed even giant monsters on the battlefields of the North, and they were here to stop me.

“Let’s see now.”

As a test, I fired a sword strike at them.

KAAAAANG!

‘Well, look at this.’

I didn’t know what the shields were made of, but it was impressive that they could withstand even my attack.

“Not bad. Did you use Adamantium or something? That would’ve been too expensive, though.”

I tapped on their shields a few times, then very slowly placed my fist against one.

“?”

The guardsmen who were watching me blankly were a second too late in trying to swing their swords.

‘Too late, boys.’

Now, for a quiz.

What technique do you think I’m going to use here?

“Soul-Penetrating Black Moon.”

Vwoooooooom!

With a massive shockwave, the guardsmen behind the shields vomited blood.

“Keoheok!”

“Kuaaaaargh!”

And then.

“Get him!”

Vicious magic and arrows flew at me from all directions.

“Heartless bastards. You don’t care if you kill your own allies?”

Well, at this point, they were probably so incensed that rational judgment was beyond them.

‘Black Wings.’

I unfurled massive wings of dark mana and wrapped them around myself.

Pababat-pabak!

Not a single projectile could pierce my armor, which had been reinforced with the Ink Soul Sacred Shadow Technique.

“Screw this!”

I spread the folded wings and scattered blade-like feathers, slaughtering dozens more enemy soldiers.

“Aaaaargh!”

“Don’t touch the feathers!”

I glanced lightly at the enemies scattering in terror, then soared into the sky.

“You’re all dead.”

I gathered the Brilliant Spirit Mana and Dark Soul Mana in both hands, preparing to merge them as I spoke.

“All of you, say your last words in your hearts right now.”

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzap!

At the exact moment the massive collision was about to transform into the ultimate technique of the Ink Soul Sacred Shadow Art, Profound Radiant Heaven Rend…

“Stop.”

Duke Montera, who could bear it no longer, unleashed a spear-like blast of sword aura that pierced one of my wings.

“Whoa, shit.”

It was so fast it was difficult to dodge even though I knew it was coming.

I lost my balance and began to plummet toward the ground.

“Hehehe, that’s more like it.”

I looked down at the men in fur armor waiting for me with spears and swords.

“Look at these guys. All gathered to catch me? You insolent bastards, do you have no learning ability?”

I instantly converted the Ink Soul and Dark Soul Mana I had gathered in my hands. Check latest chapters at novel✶fire.net

It transformed into the sword energy of the Seven Stars of the Black Sea Technique and the unpredictable dark mana of the Silent Night Soul-Soaking Divine Art.

“Resplendent Falling Flowers, one more time.”

“!!!”

A few of the startled men flinched and tried to run before catching themselves.

“Oh? You endured it? You are all excellent soldiers. I praise you.”

Therefore, in praise of that courage…

“Die!”

I used the power of Ice of the Darkest Night to cast a freezing palm strike.

Crack-crack-crack!

I instantly lopped off the heads of the frozen soldiers and pointed a finger at one unlucky man.

Zzzzzap!

Dark Lightning struck him down.

“Kuaaaaargh!”

Then, with the power of the Seven Stars of the Black Sea Technique gathered in my right hand, I created a sword ki that burned like a torch.

“Shadow Flowing Phantom Sword.”

The phantom sword, with its ever-changing trajectory, became dozens of slashes that swept through the enemy line.

“Hoo.”

After that frantic rampage, I felt my breath and mana beginning to run a little short.

‘But the effect was undeniable, right?’

When it comes to causing a scene, no one on this continent can do it better than me.

That’s because I’ve mastered all sorts of martial arts, and I’m a man who can combine them freely.

“My dear Duke, what will you do now that one man has caused such a disruption?”

“That’s enough, Allenvert.”

This time, two men who looked to be among the top ten masters of the Montera Duchy surrounded me.

“Keep advancing. We’ll hold him here.”

At the two men’s concise command, I nodded.

“Mm, so this is where I get caught by the tail.”

To make matters worse, Duke Montera was also approaching from a distance. In that case…

KWAANG!

I tried to escape using the very classic method of kicking up dust and using stealth.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Duke Montera’s sword strike flew at me, but I dodged it by a hair’s breadth and held my breath.

‘Fuck, did he detect me by my footsteps?’

I watched my golden hair fall loosely and turned my head back.

‘…They’re still holding strong.’

Knut, Siena, and Zamuel were holding the center.

Ulbhild, Rudgarda, and Ghir were holding the flanks.

‘If I can just tie up Duke Montera for a long time.’

Their individual skills would be enough to buy a significant amount of time.

‘So hurry up and get here, Verdzig.’

For the sake of a beautiful pincer annihilation.

‘I’ll even let you have the starring role today, you know?’

***

Allenvert repeated the cycle of rampaging solo through the enemy lines, escaping, and then reappearing elsewhere.

“Damn it. He’s completely committed to this.”

Duke Montera realized they had no way to deal with his mobility and stealth.

“He’s trying to buy time. Leave him be.”

If Verdzig appeared from the rear, it would be over.

‘No reports from the scouts yet.’

That meant there was still time.

“I will open the way.”

The 8th-tier superhuman, the shield that protected the North, Duke Montera himself, charged forward with a massive greatsword in hand.

Dudududu!

The Montera forces fighting at the front voluntarily parted, creating a path for him.

“He’s coming!”

“Prepare yourselves!”

They had no intention of repeating the humiliation they suffered at Ivan’s hands.

Ulbhild opened the assault with an ultimate technique from her Snow Blossom Sword Technique.

“Hmph!”

Duke Montera swung his greatsword, cutting down the ice beasts that looked as if they were born from a winter kingdom, and repelled the penetrating cold with a wave of his Sword Aura.

“Black Hawk Heaven Flash.”

Siena used that opening to launch a sword strike in the shape of a hawk.

Its power could not be ignored, but the Duke nullified it all with his heavy greatsword.

Pababat-pabak!

He met Knut’s powerful fists with his left fist alone, resulting in Knut retreating with minor injuries.

“You are still green, young king of Eisenach.”

Swiiish!

The sword that swung with enough force to cut him in two was forced to change its trajectory by the bloodthirsty blade of Zamuel, who had jumped in from the side.

“Zamuel, is it?”

“You know me?”

After blocking Zamuel’s thrust with the wide face of his blade, Duke Montera struck Zamuel with his hand.

KWAAAAAAAANG!

While Knut took the brunt of that punch, Zamuel managed to cut Duke Montera’s skin and draw blood.

“A scratch.”

The Duke’s composure was short-lived.

Crack-crack-crack!

Ulbhild’s chilling cold penetrated the wound on his skin, finally forcing Duke Montera to deploy his defensive aura.

“Annoying.”

Duke Montera couldn’t help but be inwardly surprised at how incredibly precise their joint attack was.

‘…This man is certainly astonishingly strong, but if we combine all of our strength, we can definitely fight him.’

Ulbhild thought.

The overwhelming defeat they had suffered against Ivan had, in a way, allowed them to grow to the next level.

“My lady.”

“Yes!”

Siena once again fired her Black Hawk Heaven Flash, forcing Duke Montera to defend, while Knut’s fist wind and Ulbhild’s ice palm strike surged in behind it.

“…I don’t have time to play with you.”

Duke Montera’s body was enveloped in a white aura.

“Out of my way!”

KWAAAAAAAAAANG!

A massive explosion erupted, and the 8th-tier warrior, having drawn out his power, overwhelmed the young warriors.

…But the path was not easily opened.

***

How much time had passed? I did my best, rampaging through the enemy lines, waiting for the right moment.

And finally.

“He’s here.”

I looked up at the sky and smiled.

Swaaaaaa.

A heavy rain began to fall from the dark clouds that had gathered overhead.

“Hahaha.”

How fitting.

On a rain-soaked battlefield, the hooves of warhorses were stuck in the mud, and visibility was limited.

In this extreme situation where dropping body temperatures sapped stamina…

Dududududu!

…a cavalry force that appeared out of nowhere was flying the banner of Verdzig Grunewald.

“Allen, are you alright? Your brother is here.”

That dignified voice was so welcoming.

“Well, I’ll be.”

I shook my head.

“You just have to show up at the most critical moment, don’t you?”

In any case, I was so fucking happy to see him that I shouted.

“What took you so long?!”

“Hahahaha!”

Verdzig laughed heartily and declared.

“You’ve waited long enough. I have come to end this battle.”

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