YLTESCIA: A Reincarnator's Tale in the Lands of Merusia (3)

Chapter 429: The Great Rampage (pt. III)

CRACKLE BOOM BOOM BOOM GASHAK

Blades fluttered in the air, sharp arrows accompanying them. Lightning and thunder rocked the whole battlefield, the roar of flames and floods accompanying it as it drowned out the deafening sounds of explosions and destruction.

Over half an hour has passed since the start of the battle and several lives have been claimed. Yet the flames of devastation still continue to rage on, the ground battered and ruined, not a single trace of vegetation to be seen.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG BOOOOMMMMM

Swords clashed and arrows were deflected. Several silver streaks glimmered across the battlefield and a lone man danced in the symphony of death, hsi eyes swimming left and right as he dodged the blades and parried some.

He leaped in the air and bolts of lightning and spears of flames followed him. All he could do was swing his sword in response, deflecting all the attacks directed at him and only sustaining minor injuries, a cloud of smoke exploding as it struck.

《Cleaving Crescent!》 ［Douglas］

The Captain of the Royal Guards swung his sword in response and a massive blade of mana cut through the dark cloud. It rushed towards the enemy without stopping a single second, a deep scream echoing afterwards.

The attack had connected and the blade had ripped through one of his enemies, a large, gaping wound to be found on his chest. He soon fell towards the ground without much resistance, a soft thud resounding in the air soon after.

However, it was futile. Corruption soon oozed out from the wound and reattached the torn flesh at a quick pace, healing the wound in a matter of seconds if it was never there to begin with. The defeated enemy soon stood up again, arrogance in his eyes.

"Tsk! These bastards just won't die." ［Douglas］

There wasn't just one or two, but a whole four enemies ganging up on the Captain of the Royal Guards. He was an A-ranker and they were all B-rank. Normally, jt wouldn't have been a problem, but demons are tough fiends to deal with.

Douglas had already lost count of how many times he's struck them down, enemies standing back up right away. It was an endless cycle of defeat and challenge, both his mana and stamina already depleting and on the edge.

"Stop running away, Sir Douglas. We don't want to make this difficult for you."

"Says the bastards who are only relying on such underhanded methods to win. Does neither of you know shame?" ［Douglas］

"Yes, yes, we are shameless. However, does a dead man have any time to care about that? Just so you know, there's nowhere to escape from."

"Which part of me looks like I'm trying to escape? Unlike you traitors, I have the pride and dignity of a knight... Though, I don't think that's something all of you necessarily understand... Such a shame..." ［Douglas］

His tongue was still as sharp as his sword, however, deep inside, he knew full well just what kind of situation he was in. Just a single mistake and he could jeopardize the whole battlefield, leading the Kingdom into ruin.

There are four of them fighting against him right now, and two each against Johann, Callipso, and the King. The moment he gets defeated, they will quickly flock towards the other three and crush them as well. He couldn't afford the risk.

"Then, let's see where that arrogance lies!"

"You are not qualified!" ［Douglas］

The enemy didn't waste any more time chattering, tightly gripping his sword, soon rushing towards Douglas with thunder resounding in each and every step he took. Yet the latter only remained still, preparing himself for the worst.