Chapter 56: The Kill
Chapter 56: The Kill
"When..."
Sparks flew!
Karl's reforged broadsword clashed in mid-air with a spiked iron sphere, the size of a human head, bristling with spikes.
The powerful impact from the point of contact reverberated with a deafening sound, scattering sparks in all directions.
Two figures fell to the ground simultaneously.
Karl, still full of vigor, swung his broadsword, deflecting incoming arrows, while the big man struggled to hold his ground, his face turning red with exertion.
How was this possible?
This scene caused several people in the field to change their expressions drastically.
Ragnar's strength was renowned within the Brotherhood, and this was a clash between a powerful attacker and a hastily improvised defense.
But now...
The one who was forced back was Ragnar!
A Knight?
The archer Mei and his sister couldn't help but show fear in their eyes, instinctively retreating backward.
"He's not a Knight."
The Rat Lady screamed:
"A formal Knight possesses a Life Seed, which is completely different from him. Let's join forces and kill him!"
Some people could tell at a glance whether someone had a Life Seed or not, and the Rat Lady was one of them.
"Go!"
She shouted, and with a swift motion, she pushed her hands downward, causing the rats surrounding her to charge towards Karl as if they had received a command.
These rats, having grown larger than ordinary ones by more than just a circle, with sharp teeth, followed her orders without regard for their lives.
"Squeak...squeak..."
Amidst the squeaking, the rats charged from all directions.
"Hmm!"
Karl, who had just landed, frowned at the sight, not out of fear but disgust.
Iron Gate Formation! He raised his broadsword, creating layers of sword curtains with its swings, forming an impenetrable gate in front of him.
While deflecting the attacks, Karl's movements didn't stop. He darted like a low-flying eagle, making the incoming arrows useless.
Facing the rat swarm, he stood firm like a boat in a storm, unyielding to their onslaught.
On the contrary, it was the rats that suffered.
One by one, rats were slashed by the broadsword, their bodies falling to the ground amidst splattering blood, lifeless.
"Ah!"
Ragnar, with his feet firmly planted on the ground, extended his chains with a clatter, and the iron ball danced in the air.
With the momentum, the iron ball smashed towards Karl.
At the same time...
His muscles trembled rapidly, white smoke rose from his body, and his eyes turned blood-red.
Combat Technique—Fury!
A technique similar to a roar, it caused life energy to surge, temporarily increasing speed and attack power.
"Clang..."
Surrounded by rats and arrows, Karl couldn't dodge in time and had to clash his sword with the iron ball again.
This time...
He struggled and took a step back.
"Combat Technique..."
"I have one too!"
With a light sigh, Karl grunted, and his broadsword created multiple afterimages, instantly covering the area around him in a deadly radius.
The sword shadows rolled like a spinning flesh grinder, trapping the rats inside, leaving them mangled and broken.
Combat Technique—Gale Slash!
Although the Blazing Wind Sword Technique was not a sophisticated sword skill, and the combat technique was ordinary, it still depended on who used it.
In Karl's hands, the Gale Slash's power made several people's hearts skip a beat.
Moreover...
Lesser Force Field!
Within the force field's influence, any attack that came within two meters of Karl would suddenly slow down.
For a moment...
The rats lay dead on the ground, their swift attacks unable to harm him in the slightest.
"Don't hold back."
The Rat Lady's delicate cheeks twitched as she shouted:
"Give it your all! If he doesn't die today, with his speed, it'll be us who perish!"
"Mad Blood!"
She extended her hands, and the skin on her palms split open, blood spraying from the wounds.
"Out!"
The rats around her, stained with blood, suddenly froze, then squeaked and charged towards Karl, their fur standing on end and their eyes glowing with a strange yellow light.
The next moment...
"Swish!"
"Swish, swish!"
The rats' speed suddenly doubled, and a crazed aura emanated from them as they pounced on Karl with bared teeth.
These rats, infected by the Rat Lady's blood, were no less formidable than ordinary humans wielding weapons.
And their numbers were enough to make up for the difference in strength.
"Ding-a-ling-ling..."
Mei's sister took out a string of ancient bronze bells from her body, her expression grave as she shook them gently.
As the bell rang, the ground beneath them stirred, and mutilated corpses crawled out.
Corpse Control!
This was her ability, or rather, the power of the bell in her hand.
The corpses were obviously set up early, waiting for the target to fall into the trap.
"Go!"
The younger sister pointed, and the group of corpses below slowly moved and turned towards Karl, their pitch-black eye sockets suddenly blazing with fire.
"Huff..."
A dark wind picked up.
The once slow-moving corpses seemed to come to life, their agile bodies pouncing towards Karl's location.
Ragnar wildly swung the iron chain, controlling the Iron Fist to attack furiously.
More powerful and vicious arrows rained down.
"Ugh..."
Karl parried with his sword and took a step back, his eyebrows furrowing.
He had become stronger than before, but facing the endless tactics of the four, he also felt fatigued.
Karl's gaze shifted, and he charged forward with his sword.
Gale Slash! The sword's shadows whipped up a fierce wind, carving out a path through the surrounding enemies, allowing him to swiftly pass through.
"Hmm?"
Standing on the rooftop, Mei, with her elevated position, was the first to notice Karl's intention. She repeatedly plucked the bowstrings.
The arrows in the large quiver on his back disappeared at a visible speed, but they couldn't stop Karl.
"Swoosh!"
Karl's body flew like a bird, landing at the corner of a few houses.
The space Karl chose was wide enough to prevent others from surrounding him, and there wasn't much visibility for archers to shoot.
Without the archers' restraint, dealing with the situation became much easier.
"Damn!"
Mei spoke quietly, "This operation might fail."
"Brother." The younger sister was unconcerned.
"There are four of us, and he's alone. He's trapped in a corner now, and even if he's a Knight, he might not be able to gain the upper hand."
Mei shook her head lightly.
His perception of the battle situation far surpassed hers.
Although it seemed that her role as an archer was just to create a distraction, it was her restraint that prevented the opponent from having extra time to deploy other tactics.
And now...
Without her restraint, the target was no longer bound!
"Huff..."
As expected.
Suddenly, a fireball the size of a basin appeared below, flying several meters before exploding amidst the rat swarm.
For a moment, the rats squeaked and scurried in panic, and many were turned into charred remains.
"Spell Seal!"
The younger sister's beautiful eyes narrowed, "How can its power be so strong?"
She wasn't unfamiliar with Spell Seals; on the contrary, she was well-acquainted with them. But she had never seen such a powerful Spell Seal.
And...
"Huff!"
"Boom!"
One fireball after another flew out, exploding in the rat and corpse swarms, clearing out patches of open space.
"Quick!"
Mei, who had intended to draw her bow and try, also paled at the sight, her eyes filled with dread, "Call out that thing, and we'll take the chance to leave."
"Brother."
The younger sister looked surprised, "If we call it out, we might die too!"
"If we don't call it, we're definitely dead." Mei urged, "Quick!"
The younger sister bowed her head, and fear flashed in her eyes, but she nodded firmly, "Okay!"
...
Flame Seal!
Flame Seal!
Flame Seal!!!
...
Karl's expression was icy, his eyes calm. The heavy broadsword in his right hand moved nimbly as if he were wielding a piece of straw.
His left hand continuously pressed down, activating the Flame Seal.
The rat and corpse swarms were swept away at a visible speed.
As his psychic energy increased, the power of the Flame Seal also grew. Each strike of the Flame Seal now rivaled the attacks of a Knight.
Even he himself dared not block it directly.
With the support of potions, as long as his psychic energy wasn't exhausted, he could freely cast sorcery without restraint, and activating it over a dozen times in a short period was no issue.
In a short moment, without the rat and corpse swarms surrounding him, his pressure decreased significantly.
"Hmph!"
Karl coldly grunted, his body flashed, and he charged at the rat lady, the one he found most disgusting.
"No!"
Seeing this, the rat lady hurriedly turned around, screaming for help, "Save me!"
"Pfft!"
Karl's expression was cold as he caught up and swung his broadsword, splitting the rat lady's attractive figure in two. Her intestines, mixed with blood, spilled out of her belly.
(End of Chapter)
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