As if he had been waiting all along, a middle-aged Elven knight rode on a stylish Golem Steed, his sword already drawn.
He was Lord Lacrell, the commander of the Allendia 1st Corps, a level 101 Magic Swordsman. He had been praised as the strongest knight in the Fairy Kingdom.
âWarriors of Allendia!â
His warcry amplified by the Force resonated throughout the field.
âEveryone, charge!â
Three thousand troops were divided into five divisions and began their march.
Through the collapsed walls, Fort Meliben and the 7th Corps of the Kaldris Kingdom came out. With their protection down, they were forced to block the entrance.
A battle soon erupted.
The 7th Corps had a total of 5,000 troops. There were two thousand more than Allendiaâs side.
Nevertheless, it was the Allendia 1st Corps that overwhelmed the battlefield.
âHow can you disobey the will of the Goddesses, you fools!â
With a loud cry, a blond young man invaded the battlefield.
In one breath, he defeated all enemies and used the spiritual light.
âAlthea, let your light shine upon me!â
As his Uroborosâs coat fluttered, dozens of ectoplasmic bars rose around Leon Hart.
He continuously threw punches at the enemy.
âFall!â
A storm of white blades fell upon them.
Dozens of spears and swords were shot in all directions and penetrated dozens of soldiers, causing blood to spill.
âArgh!â
âArgh!â
Whenever he took a step, the enemyâs formation crumbled.
Leon Hart ran wildly through the enemy line, and a thousand troops of Allendia followed suit and ravaged the enemy.
âKill them all!â
âPunish the enemies of the world!â
âFor the Goddesses!â
In the echo of their screams, the knights of the Kaldris Kingdom fell into despair.
âThe Spiritual BoxerâŠâ
âHow can we fight against one of the Top FourâŠâ
Furthermore, Leon Hart wasnât the only one in the Allendia army.
Latnaâs new absolute powerhouses, who were no less than the Spiritual Boxer, ravaged through the battlefield.
-Magic Swordsmanship Technique: Dark Skyâs Roaring Thunder!
A silver-haired girl wielded her double sword and held swordsmanship. All over the place, electric lights roared as they danced.
Dozens of lightning struck equal numbers of the Kaldris knights at the same time.
Boom!
The electrifying attackâs destructive capabilities were so strong that not only the knights but also the Golem Steeds they rode were burned and ruined.
The soldiers shouted in dismay.
âWhat? Whoâs that?!â
She was the colleague of the Sword King, who appeared to be a young girl in her teens, but was known to be above level 110!
âEffir of thunderstorms!â
At that point, Effir and Artis had also gained fame throughout Latna. Their levels couldnât have been unknown.
Effir, the Magic Swordswoman of Thunderstorms.
Artis, the Mage of Incineration.
Both were named as one of Latnaâs absolute powers and gained new titles.
The Kaldris knights quivered at the sight of the hopping silver-haired girl.
âOh, my God! Sheâs so young, isnât she?â
âNo matter how much of a genius she isâŠâ
âShe looks younger than my daughter. How could she attain such a high level?â
Taking advantage of their difficulties, Effir once again took a stance.
-Magic Swordsmanship Technique: Land of Thunderstorms!
Thunder and lightning hit the battlefield once more.
Countless screams spread with countless roars.
âAhhhhhh!â
* * *
On the other side of the battlefield, a red-haired Mage raised his staff high and chanted, âMay the energy of heaven and earth be reconciled by the rain of fire in the skies.â
Kaldris knights rushed in, setting up spears.
âThe Mage of Incineration is invoking a spell!â
âStop him before he finishes the incantation!â
âIf you donât stop him, itâs over!â
Perhaps it was a considerable high-level spell, considering the incantation was quite long.
Before he could finish chanting, the knights managed to reach Artis first.
âTaaaaah!â
More than a dozen spears coated with Aura and Force aimed for him from all directions.
Calmly, Artis touched the necklace with his free hand.
-Activate, Prismatic Arcane Shield!
Tatatatang!
A rainbow-colored mana barrier unfolded, preventing the knightsâ attacks.
Frustrated, the knights broke out in cold sweat.
âDid he just cast such a high-ranking magic instantly?â
The Prismatic Arcane Shield was a level 100 magic.
âHe lives up to his title!â
âHis name isnât fake!â
He smiled bitterly as he pulled his hands off the necklace of absolute defense. He used an artifact, one of the national treasures of the Allendia royal family.
âMy name is indeed fake.â
His level had risen dramatically, but the only high-level magic he could use were fire-type spells. For other attributes, only level 75 and below spells were available.
Still, it didnât matter.
The wealth of the Six Churches had been combined with the wealth of Allendia. As such, it had become much easier to acquire magic tools.
The number of magic tools currently used by Artis was around 80.
It was no exaggeration to say that he wore not only one castle but a small country in the outskirts of the continent in terms of his equipmentâs total value.
Allendia knights soon rushed to protect him.
âNo way, you bastards!â
âProtect Sir Artis!â
The knights from both countries engaged in a fierce battle. Using that gap, Artis finished chanting his spell.
âLet fragments of emptiness strike the earth, Meteor Swarm!â
The sky howled.
The blue sky turned red, and an ominous sunset covered the noon sky and flashed.
Soon enough, hundreds of fireballs penetrated the clouds, falling into the battlefield.
âOh, my lifelong wish was to use this meteor strike at least onceâŠâ
Boom!
Along with the roar, the rain of fire reminiscent of a meteor shower hit the enemy line.
âI thought it would only be possible once I was over 500 years old, but Iâve already fulfilled my wish.â
Artis was moved as he watched the massive sea of flames cover all of his vision.
âThis is no time to be mesmerized! You still have time to deliver one more blow!â
The black-haired beauty approached and scolded him, riding a type of chariot pulled by two Golem Steeds.
âOh, sorry.â
Leaving the embarrassed Artis behind, Kibie engulfed the extended spear with pitch-black Aura as she shouted at the cavalry.
âKeep going!â
âAs you wish, our dear incarnation!â
The chariot rushed furiously into the enemyâs camp. The Knights of Allendia followed behind closely.
âForward!â
âFollow the incarnation of darkness!â
The Kaldris Knights also charged in retaliation, and the one at the forefront was dumbfounded by Kibieâs tram.
âWhat the hell is that? An ancient chariot?â
Like Earth, in Latna, chariots were used in ancient times when Latnains hadnât developed magic tools yet.
It had been a long time since magical tools became common.
Kibie snarled at him.
âHuh! Iâm not driving a tram because I didnât know!â
Currently, all of Kaldris and Allendia knights were on Golem Steeds, galloping through the battlefield.
Knights of the Three Continental Powers didnât ride actual horses like in the countryside.
The cost of raising a good warhorse wasnât much different from Golem Steeds. Of course, the one who was many times more efficient would be the primary weapon.
Kibie couldnât deal with Golem Steeds because of level issues, but she couldnât run to the battlefield on foot either.
To fight for a long time on a murky battlefield, they had to pay attention to physical arrangements.
The problem was that after the Golem Steeds became familiar, the Three Continental Powers didnât foster war horses separately.
So, in a desperate measure, she chose a tram, an old trick that had already disappeared in Latna.
It would allow a horseman to control the Golem Steeds while Kibie herself stirred the battlefield to her heartâs content!
Soon after, the two factions clashed once more.
Locking herself in the chariot, Kibie continued to fire Blade Aura from side to side.
-Aura Break!
It had been a long time since she last descended as an incarnation anyway. She was more familiar with chariot-riding than with horse-riding combat.
âTaaaaah!â
Her pitch-black Aura incessantly devoured the Knights of Kaldris, and the combination of Aura and Force delivered continuous explosions.
Boom!
* * *
Ryu Han-bin was racing on the battlefield on foot.
Unlike Kibie, he had a lot of stamina.
âCome on!â
He flew from the ground, took control of the enemyâs airspace, and released red Blade Aura.
-Aura Smash!
Along with the explosion, the land was dug, and numerous debris was flung across the battlefield.
Those caught in the explosion flew in unison.
There was no distinction between knights and soldiers.
âArgh!â
âOh, my God, that monsterâŠâ
The knights gritted their teeth, looking at their falling allies.
They had expected that he would be strong.
But they didnât expect to be unable to do anything against him!
When a soldier rushed in, Han-bin stunned him with a punch.
âUgh!â
When a knight rushed in, Han-bin knocked him down with a single kick.
âArgh!â
Running on both feet wasnât a disadvantage for him.
The cavalry charging with their Golem Steeds was fast, butâŠ
Whoosh!
The dominance of horseback riding didnât mean much in front of monsters that just broke them apart with ease.
The result was no different, even if they pushed by numbers.
When soldiers took a formation and attacked all at once, he crushed the entire formation.
âHere I go again! Aura Shoveling!â
If the knights rushed in at once, Han-bin rained down a formidable sword storm at them.
âYouâre high level, so youâre hanging in there, arenât you?â
He released a simple but magnificent orchestra of roaring, explosions, and striking sounds.
Waving his Gigant instead of a baton, Ryu Han-bin continued to play symphonies of violence throughout the battlefield.
Boom, boom, boom!
âArgh!â
âArgh!â
Numerous soldiers flew like petals all over the warzone.
The Kaldris knights were mesmerized. They couldnât understand the reality.
âWe are also Aura users over level 60âŠâ
They, too, were powerful. They could slaughter most knights in the countryside.
An incomprehensible monster committed massacres against such powerful beings.
âTaaaaah!â
Ryu Han-binâs Gigant burst into flames once again, and a blazing red Aura quickly engulfed the lands with a swing.
Boom!
Groans and screams echoed all over the place.
âAhhhhhhhh!â
âArghâŠâ
It was like listening to the cries of hell.
But the knights found it weird.
Groans and screams could only be released by the living.
The noises meant that there a lot of them remained with their lives intact.
âWhatâs happening?â
âHeâs running so violently and wildlyâŠâ
âBut many of us are still surviving?â
Looking around, Ryu Han-bin grinned.
âI donât have to kill you, do I?â
Victory had already been decided anyway. Even if he didnât fight hard, they had already won that battle.
He didnât have to something as dangerous as gaining experience.
âAll I have to do is practice Dog-Beating Swordsmanship.â
If he could subdue humans without killing them, that served as proof that he was getting used to the antics of Dog-Beating Swordsmanship.
He was determined to control the distance and the power of the attack while still caring about controlling the Aura range.
âEvery time I save a man, my skills improve! This is nice, isnât it?â
Thus, Ryu Han-bin continued to run wild like an insane warrior, but he swung his sword with benevolence.
Watching the contradictory scene, the Kaldris knights were amazed.
âOh, my GodâŠâ
âIs the rumor true?â
Felard Bean, the new Sword King, was said to have a completely different character from the previous Sword King.
Even though he was a Valtara warrior, he knew chivalry and the importance of life, and he could indeed be a model for a warrior.
Of course, they didnât trust the information.
The ruthless Valtara warrior, the disciple of Baotolt, couldnât be someone so merciful!
However, they couldnât help but believe the rumor upon witnessing it for themselves.
âHe isnât killing us on purpose?â
âHe has mercy on the enemy!â
âHe deserves the title of the Sword King!â
Though they were enemies, they couldnât help but admire him.
The eyes of the Kaldris knights were softening.
âOh? Theyâre awake.â
Ryu Han-bin ran like the wind and swung his Gigant.
âHuh!â
They werenât sliced apart. Instead, they were batted away like balls after being hit by the flat of his sword.
Not killing someone on purpose didnât mean not beating them again.
He smiled.
âOkay! I know how to beat a man like a dog!â
In their fading consciousness, the Kaldris Knights realized that they had made a grave mistake.
âHe is a real Valtara barbarian!â
âAs expected, heâs a vicious man with no care for blood or tears!â
Ryu Han-bin tilted his head while holding his Gigant.
âWhy do I feel like Iâve been misunderstood somehow?â
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