Chapter 92 : Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Killian Eurasia.

The fourth prince of Eurasia who had sided with Count Revric.

He was also one of the Superhumans of Eurasia I had resolved to deal with.

But why.

‘What is he doing here?’

Numerous thoughts flashed through Konrad's mind.

“You seem to have a lot on your mind, Count.”

Clang.

As Killian’s and Konrad’s swords clashed, another loud roar echoed.

The sound, loud enough to damage the eardrums of anyone not cloaked in mana, rang out repeatedly.

The two Superhumans paid no heed and contracted their Carpe.

A curtain of entangled gray and blue mana covered the area.

It was to block the approach of those of a lower class than them.

“What is the meaning of this?”

“What do you mean, what is the meaning?”

Konrad’s brow twitched at the insolent reply.

“Weren’t you in league with Count Revric?”

“We are in league.”

Killian grinned and raised his sword.

Since Revric had defected to Eurasia, it wasn’t wrong.

“But you had no intention of doing so, did you?”

Even though he had offered to add 2,000 gold to the 3,000, he had found a pointless excuse to demand an additional 2,000 gold.

For him, the negotiation must have been a bait from the very beginning.

“It seems to be the same for both of us.”

Konrad swung his sword nonchalantly.

The masterpiece sword, crafted by the best artisan in Brussels, was richly imbued with gray mana and deflected Killian’s Aether.

Every time the two swords met, the space itself seemed to waver.

“Nice sword!”

Killian shouted as he thrust his sword.

Eurasia Style, Meteor Flash.

The Aether, cloaked in 7-star mana, was thrust out relentlessly.

Clang. Clang. Claaang.

When Konrad had deflected five thrusts.

He spun one and a half times, instantly closing the distance and sticking to Killian.

Kagagagagak.

The two masterpiece swords vied for strength, each trying to slash the other.

“……”

Konrad frowned as he watched his own sword being pushed back little by little.

Thwack.

Killian, who had retreated from a sudden kick, had his lips twitch.

“Count, the weight in the hand holding the sword has lessened.”

“……”

“Looks like you haven’t recovered from the wound dealt by the Commander?”

“You’re spouting nonsense.”

At Konrad’s words, Killian showed a smirk.

“If I’m wrong, I’m wrong.”

“……”

Konrad struggled to calm his boiling emotions and regained his composure.

During the brief exchange, he understood the meaning of the current situation.

‘Count Revric betrayed me.’

And Killian Eurasia was a knight who had, at the very least, stabilized his 7-star level.

Either way, it was an unwelcome truth.

“Your offer to pay an additional 2,000 gold must have been a lie as well.”

“Correct. By now, the Annihilation Squad that was on standby has probably joined in.”

“These bastards……”

“Oh, and the 3,000 gold is mine too. I made a deal with the Queen on the condition that I would cut off one of your arms.”

“Ha.”

Konrad let out a hollow laugh.

Although his body wasn't in perfect condition due to the battle with Escardo.

“You little brat.”

Grrrrr.

The gray mana grew even more ferocious.

The blue mana also grew in power as if to counter it.

“Count Revric had the same reaction at first.”

“Not all Superhumans are on the same level. You look down on a knight who has mastered 7-stars.”

“Count Revric said the same thing at first.”

A hint of seriousness crept into Killian's voice.

Tzzzz.

Haki was imbued into the blade of the Aether.

‘Brussels is a bigger country than Eurasia.’

To completely take over such a country, just capturing a Superhuman wasn't enough.

The nobles and the common people who formed the kingdom. It would be important to seize control of them in a short time.

And that information could be sufficiently obtained just by using Hennessy and Revric.

“It seems it would be better to kill you than to keep you alive.”

“You arrogant bastard!”

Kwaang!

The two swords clashed once more.

As the battle continued, the energy enveloping the blades was released into the surroundings.

Kugugugung.

The ground in the area began to heave under the swirling Haki.

It was when the two powers a knight could emit, Mana and Haki, came together.

Tzzzzzzz.

The wavering of space around Konrad intensified.

Three seconds.

That was the time Konrad needed to use Carpe Illusion.

The distance was too far to cut directly with a sword, and the power was insufficient to use sword energy.

“Where do you think you’re going.”

Crack.

As the Aether, plunged into the ground, spewed out the mana it had stored, blue mana spread across the ground.

It was a method that consumed more than twice the stamina, but its effect was certain.

Kigigik.

The blue mana, imbued with Haki, nullified the domain the gray mana was forming.

Konrad’s face hardened.

‘His handling of Haki is natural.’

After such an exchange, he should have been exhausted, but his opponent was only breathing a little more heavily.

It wasn't that he himself had gotten weaker.

‘This bastard… he has mastered 7-stars…’

Veins popped on Konrad’s forehead at the continuing variables.

Killian, not ignorant of its meaning, walked forward.

“Let’s enjoy this slowly.”

Blue mana billowed like flames around the raised Aether.

“Until the war is over.”

The Aether, emitting a colossal energy, was aimed at the enemy.

Eurasia Style.

“Count, you’ll be playing with me.”

Explosive Flash.

Into the space where the two Superhumans’ Carpe were mixed.

Kwaang!

A massive explosion roared.

***

“What in the world……”

Julian stuttered.

The clang of weapons clashing, the shouts of knights, and the lingering scent of scattered mana.

Just taking in the scene unfolding before his eyes felt like his reflux was recurring.

Just then, the Cornelia mage who had been treating him approached again and emitted a pure white mana.

“Your recovery is not yet complete. You must evade to a place where mana cannot reach as much as possible.”

“The whole place is a battlefield, where do you expect me to run to from here?”

Hector, who was receiving treatment next to him, grumbled.

He too had not recovered from the reflux, but he was ready to jump out and swing his sword at any moment.

It was the same for the other knights of the Blue Knight Order who were receiving treatment.

“Everyone, get a grip! After we went through the trouble of suppressing your reflux, what are you all doing!”

A 5-star senior mage, unable to bear it any longer, shouted.

“If the reflux recurs, it will cause permanent damage to the Mana Heart, you must know this……”

Before the mage could finish his words.

Clang!

Hector parried a sword strike that was flying toward the mage.

“Where do you think you’re going, you defeated soldiers!”

Diark, a 6-star knight who had cauterized the arm cut off by Killian, blocked the path of the Blue Knight Order.

“Keuk……”

Just because one arm was cut off didn't mean his momentum was gone.

Hector’s face contorted from the mana churning in his chest.

“Mage… stop your nagging and hurry up and treat the knights. Uwaaaah……!!”

He spat out a bloody phlegm and swung his sword wide, but.

Kaang.

The sword was knocked out of his hand with absurd ease.

Thwack.

Following Diark's kick, Hector tumbled to the ground.

“If you move even one step, I will sever your limbs.”

Sssss.

The thirty or so Blue Knights who came into contact with the Carpe let out screams.

“Kekeke, showing off……. You still haven’t come to your senses after getting done in by our tactician……”

Diark’s face distorted at Hector’s taunt.

“As an example, I’ll rip that mouth of yours…… Heup!!”

Kwaang.

Diark twisted his body to parry the incoming sword strike.

“……”

The hand holding the sword trembled.

He turned his head to the source of the sword strike.

A knight with a sword resting on his shoulder was swaggering over.

Every time he swung his sword, the knights of Brussels were bisected, sword and all.

“Coming out to the continent, there’s an overflow of 6-star knights. If I hadn’t reached 6-stars, I wouldn’t have even been able to show my face.”

Heh.

Having blocked the path of the Blue Knight Order in no time, he looked over Diark and smiled.

“Who are you.”

“Yulian.”

Ssssss.

A Carpe made of red mana was overlaid on top of Diark’s mana.

Yulian, cloaking both his arms and legs in mana, lowered his center of gravity.

“Second Sword of the Annihilation Squad, Yulian.”

Eurasia Style, Explosive Flash.

Kwaang!

Along with the sword that shattered and scattered into pieces, the unconscious Diark rolled on the ground.

Its power was not comparable to what Killian used, but it was not a sword that an ordinary 6-star knight could receive without consequence.

Yulian turned to look at the Blue Knights, who were watching with their mouths agape.

“Ahem. This is the first time I’m greeting you like this, Your Highness Julian.”

“You, you are… from the Annihilation Squad……”

“If you’re asking about me, I’m the second of the Annihilation Squad……”

Kaang.

“My, they don’t even give me a moment to speak.”

Yulian, who parried the incoming sword strike, lowered his stance once more.

Eurasia Style, Meteor Flash.

Ten sword strikes, unleashed in the blink of an eye, caused precisely ten knights to collapse, spewing blood.

“For now, let’s get out of here.”

“Wh-what about our reinforcements?”

“Don’t even hope for such a thing.”

“What does that……”

“The knights of Eurasia, including the Commander, are advancing on the main forces of Brussels.”

“……!!”

Yulian whistled using his index and middle fingers.

[Grrr~ Grrrr~]

From far away, a large dog covered in black and green fur came running, howling.

“It’s a beast raised by the Annihilation Squad. That fellow will guide the way.”

[Grrr!]

Hazard jutted out his chin as if to say, ‘just trust me.’

“Kekeke.”

Yulian laughed frivolously as he faced the charging knights of Brussels.

“What in the world is……”

“D*mn…… It seems the tactician has come up with another brutal plan……”

“……”

“Commander… for now, let’s get out of here.”

“……Alright.”

[Grrr! Grrr!]

Hazard took the lead as if telling them to follow and strode across the battlefield.

Julian, the Blue Knights, and the mages treating them moved their feet briskly.

***

Kwang!

“Keuk……”

Paian, who blocked the descending sword with his shield, let out a groan.

Kinect, the prosthetic arm made by a renowned artisan from the southern frontier, capable of easily withstanding 5-star mana, vibrated.

Even though he had a larger physique.

‘I’m being pushed back in mana-enhanced strength.’

The problem was that the opponent seemed to be a 6-star.

Kwaang!

“Keuk……”

Paian’s large frame swayed from the subsequent blow.

When he swung his sword, the opponent easily stepped back and dodged.

In both strength and speed, he was clearly superior to him, who had enhanced himself with mana.

Paian looked around.

The Black Knight Order, supported by the Red Knight Order, was in a tense close-quarters battle against the knights and infantry of Brussels.

‘This guy is the linchpin. I need to take down at least one more high-ranking knight.’

This was the knight order he had painstakingly rebuilt after losing all his knights in the Kurt Mountain Range Subjugation.

Every member could be called elite, and he, the commander, had also grown stronger than before.

Kwaang!

“Hsss……”

Paian glared at the knight who closed the distance and brought down his shield.

The shield, which could withstand even a masterpiece sword, wouldn’t break easily, but before that, his Kinect, fixed to the shield, felt like it would come off.

“If I can’t even take down one bastard like you, how will I face my fallen comrades.”

The Brussels knight said something, but Paian wasn't listening. He focused solely on the trajectory of the man's moving arms and legs.

‘I can’t win head-on.’

If this were a training ground, the man would have used Carpe to make the most of his specialty.

But this was a battlefield where the mana of numerous knights was intermingled.

If one carelessly deployed Carpe, they would fall into reflux.

And that was the point Paian had to exploit.

Kwang!

When the knight’s sword struck the shield once more.

“Carpe.”

Paian released his black mana.

Kiririk. Kiriririk.

Traveling through the prosthetic arm made of Uncheolseok, the engraved 5-star magic was activated.

“Reduce.”

A radius of 0.3 meters.

The Carpe, with its minutely adjusted range, seized control of the space.

“……!!”

The knight's movements slowed at the unexpected counterattack.

And Paian did not miss that opening.

Eurasia Style, Thorn.

Kaang.

The knight’s balance was shattered in a single blow.

Paian, paying no mind, used the centrifugal force to close in on his opponent and activated another magic engraved on the Kinect.

“Increase.”

Hwaaak.

The mana that formed the Carpe was amplified and sucked into the Kinect.

Eurasia Style, Black Thorn.

Kwajik!

As if splitting firewood with an axe, his shield struck the opponent’s helmet.

Kwajik!

He half-turned and struck the opponent’s head once more with his sword.

The staggering opponent fell backward.

“Huu…… that was tough.”

Paian twisted his lips as he caught his breath.

Escardo, leading the Yellow Knight Order and advancing on the center, and Demian, leading the White Knight Order and breaking through the left flank, would all be fighting their hardest in their respective positions.

And if.

‘If Killian succeeds in holding down Count Konrad…’

If, in the meantime, Escardo succeeded in taking the head of the other Superhuman, the Baron, and if he and Demian could buy time until the two Superhumans of Eurasia completed their missions.

The war would turn in Eurasia’s favor.

“For Eurasia!”

Remembering his knights who had died.

Paian arduously raised his shield.

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