Chapter 868: The Whole Deleters
For a moment, Scar was allowing his body to freely flow through the air. He had already switched out his sniper rifle, but right now in his hands, there was nothing.
As he let the wind drag onto his body, he was thinking of the situation he was in.
‘In all my time since I have been in Pagna, I’ve never met such a person,’ Scar thought. ‘To catch a sniper bullet with just their fingers. Even the top Pagna warriors would struggle with that.’
‘A mage would have to cast some pretty big fancy spell to get rid of it, but the man in front of me hasn’t even moved. Just what is this person?’
Scar started to think back to all of the missions he had been given even before he had become a Deleter, trying to think if there was ever anyone he had come across like this.
No one had come to mind, at least not on his missions, but he did remember seeing one person.
At one point, Henio had called a meeting between the Deleters. All five of them had gathered in a single room in front of the head of Alter.
The strongest forces that Alter had were gathered in one room. The room was similar to the one Scar had his assessment in; it was vast in size but mostly empty.
Apart from what looked like a giant clock’s mechanism in the back, a swinging pendulum going side to side.
Out of those in the room, Scar recognized Garlock from his assessment. The longest-serving Deleter and also the first to obtain the title and the role.
As for the others, he might have caught their faces now and again, but he didn’t know them by name. Other than Garlock, most of the Deleters were secretive.
It seemed to come with the job.
“Since we have recently had a new member join the team, I would like you all to introduce yourselves. Although it is rare for more than one Deleter to be called on a task, there is no doubt in my mind that there may come a situation where all of you will need to work together, so please go ahead.”
The first person to step forward was a man with round glasses and curly hair that stuck up on his head. There was the image of the person being somewhat of a mad scientist type.
If anything, out of all of them, Scar felt like they were the least intimidating.
“My name is Kush, I am from Alterian, but unlike these, I’m not a mage. I’m a researcher, but rather than looking into the field of magic, I used to look into beast crystals and other dimensions,” Kush said as he went back.
Although Kush didn’t look intimidating, Scar was sure that he was strong. After all, all Deleters needed a certain level of power to become one.
The next to step up was the large mage Garlock, with his neatly swept-back hair and round shoulders. He didn’t exactly give off the image of a mage, but he was certainly one.
“The First Deleter of Alter, I was close to also being one of the founding members of Alter along with Henio. If any of you have any issues with your mission or think they will bring you trouble, then feel free to come to me,” Garlock said.
“We can do that?” Scar whispered.
“Garlock is quite accommodating when it comes to these things,” the only female Deleter in the room said, standing next to him. “There come times when others are more suited for certain missions.
“The Programmers don’t really know how to utilize the Deleters well. They only know what’s best to get the goal sorted. So sometimes it’s best for us to decide amongst each other who will be best for big missions.”
In the middle of the two talking to one another, another of the individuals walked forward. Their footsteps were heavy as if their boots weighed a ton each.
The man had dark pupils, and his black hair was swept back, reaching his neck. Out of all those there, it was this man that looked the most menacing.
“I am known as Red. I am from the world of Tronzo,” Red declared.
“Tronzo? I’ve never heard of an otherworlder from there,” Scar said.
“It’s not a surprise,” Red replied, hearing Scar despite them being a distance away and him only speaking a whisper. “There is only one in the squads that I know of that is from the same world as me.”
“And they aren’t even aware that I am here either. I am a member of the Red Fortis Army. “As a newcomer, I have a piece of advice for you. If you ever come across another one from Tronzo, it would be best if you let me handle the task.”
Scar was a bit taken aback by the sudden request.
“Is it because you are from the same world, that you wish to know about them?” Scar said, as that was quite understandable.
However, Red laughed as he walked back to his position.
“It’s not that. I read your file; I know your skill set and how you fight. If you were ever to meet someone from Tronzo, especially someone from the Red Fortis Army, you would have a difficult time facing them.”
“I’m not saying you’re weak, it’s just not a good match-up.”
Scar smiled back at Red, but he was clenching his jaw on the inside. He felt offended.
‘It must be because I’m the new Deleter he thinks so little of me. Of course, he has no idea what I’ve done or what I’m capable of. No one would think someone from my world could take on mages either, and before I was even given artifacts from this world, I was able to deal with
them.’
‘This guy is just too big-headed, thinking about those from his world.’
Finally, it was time for the last Deleter to walk forward. Judging by the thin piece of flowy cloth she was wearing, Scar could already guess that she was a Pagna warrior.
There were quite a few in the group of Alter, but he found it surprising that there would be a Deleter that was one. After all, Deleters were those with the power to eliminate entire clans, even those at the very top.
So if she was a Pagna warrior, shouldn’t she have been a well-known one?
“My name is Shay!” the woman said, placing her fist into the palm of her hand and giving a bow to the others. “I am a Pagna warrior, and the last remaining person from the Noctis Clan.”
Chapter 869: The Unstoppable Force
When the woman revealed what clan she was from, Scar had raised an eyebrow. Thinking back to his previous thoughts, a Deleter was meant to be powerful, and yet this woman had claimed she was from a clan he had never even heard of before.
On top of that, she said she was the last member of a clan he had never heard of, which meant right now she was most likely a wanderer.
It would be a different thing if she had said she was from the Crimson Crane, a more reputable wandering clan.
When Shay had returned to her position, she glanced at the uneasy look on Scar’s face.
“Although you are not from Pagna, I thought my clan would have warranted a better reaction than that,” Shay said. “You should do some research, it might help you when you get into tricky situations in the future.”
“I mean, didn’t you have a wife from Pagna?”
Shay noticed the clenching of Scar’s fist.
“If you want, I’m happy to prove to you why I was selected as a Deleter.”
After everything that Scar had been through to reach one of the most respected positions in Alter, he thought he would be treated better than this.
But he knew he was the new member of the group, and he would just have to prove himself.
After the initial first meeting, Scar had gone on to complete every mission given to him perfectly, and he was ruthless in the methods he used.
After learning what he had done, the others no longer teased him anymore.
In the Dark Faction Academy, Scar was floating through the air, and these thoughts had resurfaced in his mind at this moment.
Then he could see the courtyard and the person in question he was going up against.
‘Right, he gives off a similar feeling to that man. Now I know why he annoys me so much,’ Scar thought.
Before reaching the ground, Scar had green and metallic grenades appear in his hands, and he quickly started to drop them to the ground.
As soon as one dropped from his hand, more would appear, and he continued to drop them from above.
They landed right where Zon was, some of them exploding and shooting out shrapnel in multiple directions.
Others exploded into flames as incendiaries were being used. Others were letting out strong fumes.
So many objects were dropped from above that none of the students could even see Zon anymore.
Eventually, before reaching the ground, Scar had teleported himself so he wouldn’t crash into the floor and now was looking at the mess in front of him.
Eventually, though, heavy footsteps could be heard, and stepping out of the smoke, Zon had appeared unscathed.
However, his chef’s clothing that he wore had completely burnt off, revealing a black tight skin suit.
It was a strange thing to see in the world of Pagna, as it didn’t look like any current material they had.
On top of that, there were strange red circles on the suit glowing with energy. Strange lines ran down the suit, glowing with energy.
Amir, looking with a keen eye from the side, could see there was next to no gap between the suit on Zon’s body and his skin. It seamlessly went from his neck to the natural skin on his face.
‘That doesn’t look like clothing or armor, is that part of his skin?’
Right on the fine edges of his neck, small parts could be seen flicking between his natural skin color and the black of his suit, as if the suit itself was alive.
“He did warn me about meeting someone like you,” Scar mumbled to himself.
“You must be someone from that Red Fortis Army.”
Zon’s eyes had widened at that point. Although at times Zon’s words were spoken as if they would be with anger, Zon always spoke in a calm voice, even when talking about his noodle shop.
It was the first time that a genuine reaction on his face could be seen through the fight. “That name, how do you know that name? Who told you that!”
Zon was aware of Anna’s existence, that there was someone from his world who was part of Alter, but she was the only one he knew of.
When speaking to Anna, she had claimed she had never met anyone else from the same world as them, on her journeys or in the organization of Alter.
On top of that, the only ones that should know the name of the Red Fortis Army weren’t even those from their world.
As it was a secret organization within the army itself. Only those that were told or those part of the army would know about it.
“Haha, why would I tell you anything when I’m about to blow your brains out!” Scar claimed.
“I am a Deleter, and I have never failed my task.”
“I’ll show them that he was wrong!”
Handguns didn’t work, sniper rifles didn’t work, RPGs didn’t work, and even grenades and chemical warfare didn’t work.
Right now, he expected Zon to be on the floor, his eyes in pain, or struggling to breathe, but none of that was working.
Little did Scar know the system had already warned Zon of everything, and the machines inside his body had gotten rid of any substance that would try to do harm to his body.
‘There are plenty more things that I can try, and I always complete my missions!’ Scar now had switched weapons in his hands again, and this time he had an assault rifle.
The shots were fast and more powerful than a handgun. Making sure that it was perfectly placed, he started to fire away.
The bullets came out fiercely, hitting Zon’s body. As they hit the black part of his suit, it rippled, changing slightly silver in color, and the bullets dropped to the floor.
The black suit extended past Zon’s neck and went over his entire head. The bullets continued to hit Zon, having no effect at all; they just continued to ripple off his body as they hit him
again and again.
Then lifting his hand up with his thumb and index finger, he caught a bullet and instantly swung his arm out.
It happened so fast, bullets were even still hitting Zon, that Scar had no idea until he felt his
leg jolt, and he fell to the floor on one knee.
“Arghh!” Scar screamed, and looking at his leg, he could see a bullet wound.
‘Did he just throw that… and it moved even faster than a gun could fire!’
“I’m going to do everything in my power to learn where you heard that name,” Zon said as he moved forward, an unstoppable force.
Chapter 870: I Am A Deleter!
Scar was trying to think back to the last time he had struggled so much to deal with a single person. Before he had become a Deleter, there were some tough calls.
Ever since he had been given the special artifact, he hadn’t even been hit once. Even when he first had the artifact and was learning how to properly use everything.
‘Bullets don’t hurt this guy, grenades don’t hurt this person… every person I’ve come across has been hurt one way or another… he can’t be different, he can’t!’ Scar thought.
Teleporting again, Scar had switched to his handguns, but this time, they contained a special magazine inside. On impact, these bullets would explode, packing a punch of power.
Moving, Scar fired the bullets, and just as he expected, when Zon went to catch the bullet, it exploded right in his face, causing a ripple effect.
Now Scar was constantly teleporting around, changing direction at every moment he could, firing these special explosive bullets.
They were hitting Zon from all sorts of different directions, and when the black suit rippled just enough, human flesh looked like it could be seen underneath.
Quickly, Scar switched one of his handguns from the explosive rounds to one that fired out regular bullets. Flowing through the air, it had successfully hit Zon’s skin.
It pierced right through, entering his body, and it was the first time he had delivered a shot. “It looks like now the two of us are even,” Scar said with a smile.
“Right, it looks like it,” Zon replied back, as the black suit started to repair itself, moving back into place. But before it did, right out from his skin, the bullet appeared to be pushed out of his body and dropped to the floor.
“What the heck are you, are you even human?” Scar screamed as he teleported close to where Zon was, nearly at striking range, and in both hands, he had two large shotguns.
He fired away, and heavy bangs went off, but Zon had caught both of the weapons by their barrels and lifted them above his head.
“Trust me, you don’t want to go up against me at close range,” Zon claimed.
Letting go of the shotguns, Scar had teleported again, now with a large dagger in his hand, and struck at Zon. The attack hit his suit but seemed to do nothing.
Zon quickly turned around to slash him with his energy sword that had reappeared from his palm, but Scar had reappeared in another spot right next to him, slashing his suit with his dagger again.
Constantly, Scar was doing this, teleporting close range and slicing at every part of Zon that he could see.
‘If bullets won’t work, then I just need to do it the old-fashioned way until I slice right at his neck, let’s see him heal from that!’
Although everyone hated Scar’s guts that were watching the match and wished for him to be dead, they had to admit, what he was doing was short of amazing.
Even if he had an artifact that allowed him to teleport, to use it in such a way, and to have the bravery to go close to his opponent and strike him constantly, had to take guts, calculation, and a natural instinct.
Unfortunately for him, he was fighting with someone who went beyond just the instinct of a person. When Scar had reappeared and went to slash his dagger once again.
A fist had already crashed into his arm, not just one arm, but both of his arms. In that instant, the bones inside were fractured; he could see his arms bending in directions they were never meant to bend.
‘I… have to get away… I’m going to fail the mission at this rate… I’ll die!’ were the thoughts running right through Scar’s head.
Before he knew it, he could only see a red beam of energy in front of his face, and a strong ripping sensation was felt around the entirety of his body.
From the outside, it looked like flames had condensed the entirety of Scar’s body, and he wasn’t even aware of this himself.
His body too hurt, too damaged, had dropped to the floor, and a loud clanging sound was heard falling to the side. It was a small metal object with a red gem, around the size of a cockroach.
Then right above, where Scar could see the sky, the view was quickly blocked out by Zon’s face.
“The fight is clearly over, so are you going to give me the information that I want?”
On the floor, Scar’s whole skin looked fried; his mouth was left in perfect condition as if to allow him to speak and nothing else. The artifact he had on him had fallen somewhere, but he was unable to even move part of his body.
“You think… I would tell you because I’m like this? I’m a f*cking Deleter. I delete everything, getting rid of anything that will hold me back!” Scar said with spit coming out of his mouth and hitting his own skin, causing more pain on his body.
“The last thing I do would be to tell you the information you want. In this life, everything you get is earned! Everything I know, everything in my head was earned! That’s how I became a Deleter, so screw you! I will never tell you a single thing!”
“Very well,” Zon said as he knelt down and placed his palm on the head of Scar. A small energy blade had come out, and immediately Scar’s life had come to a complete end just like that.
The thing was, Zon could tell if Scar was lying or not, and he could tell what he said was not a lie. He would never give the information that Zon wanted, so there was no need to waste any time.
Looking to the right of the floor, that’s when Zon picked up what looked like a brooch that went on the front of one’s clothing.
‘Is this the Artifact that he had used… having this for myself, it might come in handy,’ Zon thought.
As Zon stood there holding the item in his hand, he could hear footsteps in the distance, and then running into the main courtyard, Skyler, with a group of people, had arrived at the
academy.
Chapter 871: The Strongest Unknown Clan
Doing the task that had been ordered by Zon, Skyler had gotten to work. He had gone into every open shop looking for those that would help. Even if they weren’t physicians or assistants, those who were willing had been brought along.
There were even a few Pagna wanderers that had just come for a visit who were willing to help. Knowing the severity of the situation, the brave warriors decided that they needed to do what they could to try and get the students out of the academy.
Heading right through the large open front door, they finally entered the courtyard. Skyler, with around thirty helpers, had entered, and they had immediately stopped.
Skyler looked up ahead where he caught eyes with Zon in the distance; as for everyone else, they were looking at the mess of the courtyard.
Blood was smeared across the ground, and some students were clearly crawling for the exit but hadn’t made it. There were so many young people that had been killed.
“Come on, we have to work quickly!” the old man physician said. “We have to focus on those that can be saved first. After that, we can figure out what to do with the others. In this situation, it’s important-every second counts!”
The helpers agreed and quickly rushed off in different directions, trying to find which students they could help. It didn’t take them long to discover that there was an even greater mess inside the academy buildings.
The unfortunate problem that the physicians were finding was that there were so few that could be helped. Each person they did find was a celebration.
Bandages were used, and herbs were delivered. The warriors were clearing out the Red Headband building, which had the fewest number of students, and were using it as a place of treatment.
All the students that were being treated were being held up in one place. As things were working out, that was when Skyler looked at Zon.
He rushed forward.
“Zon, is everything alright? Is the enemy still here? Is there something we need to look out for, or that I should warn the others?”
In the middle of Skyler’s run, Zon, who was standing out on the courtyard, had suddenly disappeared. He just vanished right in front of his eyes.
Skyler’s footsteps had stopped for a moment.
“Where did he go?” Skyler mumbled to himself.
“The person responsible for all of this has been dealt with,” Zon said.
Skyler turned around, and Zon was right behind him. It was strange; he knew Zon could do impressive things and was an incredibly strong fighter, but to move like that, to move so fast…
No, it didn’t seem like Zon had moved at all in Skyler’s eyes, almost as if he had instantly appeared behind him.
“The device seems easy enough to use; it could benefit me greatly,” Zon said to himself. “He was dealt with, so it’s over, this horror is over?” Skyler said as he looked at the entire situation, wondering just who or what could have done all of this-more importantly, why. “How did this even happen? Wasn’t the Dark Magus meant to be at the academy? Why did it get like this?” Skyler asked, angry.
In some ways, he looked up to the Dark Magus. That was why he had come to the academy, to challenge him. A new leader, a new start. Yet, he wasn’t even able to protect the students of all people in the academy, and in the end, Zon was the one that had to protect them.
“The Dark Magus was here; this was an enemy that no one was able to handle properly,” Zon said. “He is not the one to be blamed. After I arrived, he has gone on an important task.”
“The ones that you should be blaming and directing your anger towards are those that sent these people in the first place. Besides…”
Zon stopped himself from going further. He didn’t want to tell Skyler that those they had fought in the shop that day, it was because of their actions that the Deleter was sent from Alter, and the deaths were partly their fault.
Skyler was still filled with anger, with the sight in front of him. He had already been through the academy, and he couldn’t even imagine what it would be like if a situation like this had occurred while he was at the academy.
“Sir, mister, we would like to say thank you!”
“Yes, sir, thank you so much for getting rid of that guy!”
Skyler turned around to look at the voices, and that’s when he could see around twenty to thirty students who had rushed over that were perfectly fine.
The students were the ones that had been hiding behind the flooring, which they were using for cover. Those that were with Amir, who had headed back into the academy to call on more help from the other teachers for the entire situation at hand.
“Yeah, I thought we were all goners… I thought nothing could stop him and those strange powers and everything.”
Some of the students were teary-eyed, some felt exhausted as the adrenaline that was running through their bodies was starting to disappear.
“How were you able to beat that guy? What Clan are you from?”
“Yeah, tell us what clan you’re from. I’m sure our parents would be appreciative and would love to hand you some gifts!”
The students were also wondering for themselves. They did wish to get stronger, and seeing what Zon had done, maybe there was a chance to help them grow so they wouldn’t be in the same fearful situation as they were in this time.
The question that had been asked, Skyler was curious about it as well, so he leaned in, hoping to find out an answer.
‘Maybe I’ll learn the secret to his strength!’
“What Clan?” Zon repeated. “I’m not from any clan; I’m a chef at the Perfect Noodle shop.” The expression on everyone’s face dropped. What did Zon even mean by saying he was a chef?
In the Demonic Faction, in a particular cave, sparks ignited, and appearing in the area from the ground, Raze had finally made it.
As he stood up in the cave, he placed his hand on his chest.
‘My mana heart… it’s reacting… and my ring as well…’
Raze remembered the moments before teleporting to the Demonic Faction. Due to all the deaths that had occurred from the students, even though he wasn’t responsible for them, for some reason, the strange Dark Magic energy had all formed, and with it, it had entered into Raze’s mana heart.
His Dark Magic had grown, and it was still pulsating through his body.
“I have to go to Flendon!”
Chapter 872: Rainfall
Out of all the continents, the Demonic Faction’s territory was one that was prone to many different types of extreme weather. At times, they would suffer from blaring heat, freezing winters; on other occasions, there would be a month filled with thunderstorms without a single break in the day.
Some thought that this might have been how the clans in the Demonic Faction even got their name. Because anyone who had lived there long enough had to be demonic.
Sure, now that the structure of their buildings was better, and the fact that they had ways to still grow and transport crops and food, things were fine.
But that was only due to the people who had originally stayed on the land that was considered uninhabitable in the first place.
Regardless of all this, the Demonic Faction was having a nice spell of weather. It allowed the citizens to enjoy their time and venture through the different towns and cities more-that was until this day.
In the city of Repton, the largest city in the Demonic Faction, the people were out on the busy streets as always, going about their day, buying what they needed.
Things were relaxed in the Demonic Faction, that was until one felt a drop of rain on their nose.
When staring at the sky, several droplets could be seen, and the rain at that moment started to pour down.
“It’s raining! Quickly, get the tents up!”
The merchants were quite quick to act, as they protected their goods, and even the shops would pull over large pieces of cloth that would cover most of the sides of the streets, allowing people to still enjoy their time outside.
Some people, especially the warriors, didn’t care for the rain, just letting it drop on their bodies. Due to their enhanced selves, the rain didn’t affect their immune systems.
Hardly any even came down with diseases despite the amount of people they would interact with, and compared to their training, a bit of rain was nothing.
The rain didn’t just cover the city of Repton; it was currently over nearly the entire territory of the Demonic Faction, which included the town of Flendon.
In the city of Repton, a few warriors were walking through one of the streets, allowing the rain to fall on their heads. Their clothes were getting soaked.
“Is it going to be like last time? Is it going to rain for two weeks straight?”
“Please, I hope not, otherwise my depression is going to kick in. I need some vitamin D from the sun.”
“What are you talking about? You stay inside either way. Even if it was sunny, you’d still be inside.”
“Hey, you don’t understand. Even if I am inside, if it’s raining outside, it affects my mood, but if it’s sunny, it just cheers me up, you know?”
“You’re crazy.”
“Hey, guys,” one of the young warriors said, holding his hand out. “I think the rain just stopped.”
“What? That’s impossible. The rain never stops that quickly; it only started five minutes ago.” When the group looked around them, that’s when they noticed something even stranger. They could see the rain falling, the drops causing ripples in the small pools of water.
It was only where they were standing that the rain had stopped. In this amazement, they hadn’t even noticed the person approaching them with almost glowing white hair.
“I need to know the quickest way to the town of Flendon,” the man asked.
“Flendon? I don’t think it’s a good idea. I heard there are rumors any day now that the Behemoth clan is going to attack.”
“I think they might be in the middle of it already,” another replied. “I haven’t seen the usual Behemoth Clan members around here.”
“Anyway, it’s not a good idea to head there, man.”
“Please, I don’t have time,” the white-haired man said, staring right into the eyes of one of the men in the center. For some reason, the man felt like everything was sinking; he was being suffocated, and it was getting harder to breathe.
“The quickest way is to head out of the west gate, and there should be a path that would lead you there, but you can just ignore the general path…and try to go as straight as you can to get there,” the warrior answered.
His friends started to wonder why he had told him. No one would go there after learning that the Behemoth Clan was attacking such a place.
But they hadn’t felt the same suffocating feeling he had, and when they turned to look back at the man, they could see he was no longer there.
“Where the heck did he go?”
They all looked around at the market stalls nearby, in the shops, but the man was nowhere to be seen. He had just disappeared in front of them.
That was when the one who answered the white-haired man’s questions held out his hand again, and he could see the rain drops falling once more.
“Hey, did you notice? The rain has started again.”
The others noticed it too, as it hit their clothes, but a passerby who was walking by overheard the group speaking.
“What are you on about? The rain never stopped.”
The strange experience the group had, they didn’t understand, but one had a thought: just maybe the rain had stopped due to the individual with the bright white hair.
Raze had already exited the city of Repton from the west gate. He continued to move through the rain, but not a single drop was landing on him.
As he moved at quick speeds using his Qi, he grabbed onto his chest, continuing to move forward.
‘What is this pain in my chest? Is it all of the Dark essence that was absorbed? Is it possible that my mana heart is going on to the next star?’
The magic was swirling out of Raze, the mana in the air swirling so violently that he was unable to control it. His Dark Magic was practically destroying the rain in the area, not allowing a single drop to get on him.
“But not now, this is not a good time. No matter what, I need to get to the fight as fast as possible!”
Chapter 873: Strike Of Love
The raindrops were coming down heavily, and it was filling the battlefield in front of the town of Flendon. The hard ground was becoming muddy, making everything more exhausting for those fighting.
Lifting one’s feet and even just dragging one’s body became harder. They had been constantly fighting, and the added weight to their clothes was just making it harder.
At least, this was the case for those that weren’t typically Pagna warriors.
The guards that had fought with the Crimson Crane last time had some form of Qi inside them, but they were still amateurs compared to those they were going against.
Dealing with the rain was quite easy for them, but for the guards and the town’s people, they were finding it difficult.
One man swung his sword, his body weight causing him to lunge forward, and then he slipped on the ground, landing in the mud.
When the man looked up, he could see a warrior with a sword in his hands ready to end his life. The sword was swung down, but a loud clang was heard.
Right after, the man that had just swung the sword was seen flying through the air.
“We can’t keep fighting in this rain!” Tilon shouted. “Everyone, we need to retreat!”
The others from the Crimson Crane could hear Tilon’s loud voice, and he wasn’t the only one that had come to the same conclusion.
All members that were leading a squad had decided to move back. They couldn’t continue going in deeper anymore. So slowly, they started to back away as best as they could, until they reformed back in front of the gate.
When Alba had returned with her squad, along with the others, she could see their numbers had lessened by a bigger margin this time-around 1400 of them were still present, and two hundred of them were on the walls firing arrows away.
Alba looked out to the battlefield. There were too many people in front of them, so she couldn’t even catch wind of where Rayna and the others were, so she could only believe in them.
“Alright, now’s the time!” Alba said, raising one of her swords in the air. “If you feel exhausted and have reached your limit, take the pills given to you by the Dark Magus, we will continue to hold out!”
The Crimson Crane members had the Cursed pills, but they were just taking the regular pills for now, restoring their Qi. Staying in one spot and gathered together, they could last longer this way.
However, it was harder for them to move about and strike. Using this decision to guard in front of the gate meant that they had no choice but to rely on those that were deep within the enemy territory.
“We have a huge target to hit. We have to keep giving support!” Andy shouted from the walls. “Continue to fire deep into enemy territory, ignore the front line for now, I don’t want us hitting our own men!”
While the intense battle was taking place, moving closer and closer to the walls of Flendon, inside, Rayna and Anna were still fighting against Umonke.
Thanks to Anna’s planning, she was able to get them in a favorable position. They had one member of the Behemoth Clan, a middle-stage warrior, under their control, and they were using the special golden headband artifact.
They were slowly wearing Umonke down, but the one that needed to deal the biggest and lasting strike in Anna’s plan was Rayna.
“You have the strongest attack of us all, so you need to finish this!” Anna said as she charged forward.
Umonke held onto his sword tightly, and right when he saw Anna coming in, he swung it sharply through the air. Anna managed to sidestep just at the right moment.
‘She moved before I even swung down. Even though I’m faster than her, it’s almost as if she can see my moves!’ Umonke thought.
Umonke could hear a sword striking at his neck desperately, and he lifted his sword to block it. Just as he did, though, he lost sight of Anna, no longer seeing her in front of him.
“Just focus everything you can on attacking!” Anna shouted.
Several blasts released from her hands, hitting Umonke on the back and pushing him forward. He wished to turn around, but just as he was about to, he could see Rayna was already in front of him.
Three people attacking Umonke-already hurt and being pushed forward. His mind was unclear, uncertain of what the best course of action would be.
“ARGHH! You should have never attacked Flendon! You should have learned your lesson the first time!” Rayna screamed as she thrust the spear right through Umonke’s chest.
The sword was upon her, close to her neck, lightly touching her skin.
Anna peeked her head from behind Umonke’s body and could see the blood dripping from his mouth, and eventually, his body fell to the side.
Another one of the Behemoth Clan’s pillars had fallen.
“It’s done…” Rayna said, breathing a sigh of relief, opening her mouth to let the rain hit her tongue. “We finally did it.”
“Yeah… but his sword was faster than my calculations,” Anna said, as the system was wrong. The sword moving at Umonke’s speed shouldn’t have touched Rayna, yet she had a small cut on the surface of her neck.
‘The system can only calculate based on what it sees and make predictions, but it’s not perfect. Umonke must have drawn out more power at the last moment. It’s best to keep this to myself. I only got Rayna involved in the plan because the system stated it was sure to work.’ It was the first time for Anna that the system had failed her in such a way.
Right after seeing that Umonke, the pillar, had fallen, the man with the golden headband ran forward, facing Anna.
“I did as you asked, now can you please take this headband off—” the man’s sentence was cut short as Anna swiped her hand, cutting his neck.
The man fell to the floor, and right after, the headband expanded, allowing her to pick it up.
“I know they’re the enemy, but he did help us out in the fight,” Rayna said as she came over. Although they had defeated one of the pillars, they were still deep in the Behemoth Clan’s
army.
“If he had the chance, he would have killed us in a heartbeat for his fake glory and achievements that this clan has,” Anna replied. “Besides, the only way to take off this headband is to kill the person wearing it.
“At least, that’s the only way I know of, and I have a feeling that we might need to use this headband more.”
