Chapter 232 - Shining Persona Part Four

"Who the hell is that guy?", mumbled the chief of the MechSuit corps. "What is he doing here?"

The line of black MechSuit continued down their track and regained the rank of the army. Their importance in the current battle was, as such, that they couldn't leave the main line of defense for more than dozens of seconds.

Although the other MechSuits were donned with melee weapons. The proficiency of the pilot was too low as the number of soldiers had to be raised at the last minute. Using rifles or other long-distance guns was safer for them, and mistakes wouldn't be as punished.

Fell judged the scene from afar and couldn't help but thank god that he noticed the beasts running toward the north. Although the north wall seems to be holding quite well, it was obvious that they were tired, and more pressure would have broken their composure with ease.

Fell followed the group of ten flying MechSuit toward the main line of defense. He slaughtered a few beast low-level beast that dared to stop him, but as soon as the other creature noticed his presence, a straight path opened up, and the low-level creature began moving away from him.

"What the hell is happening there?"

"Are they leaving?"

A few comments escaped from the lips of a few surprised soldiers. They couldn't help but mutter their hope loudly, but soon enough, they notice the frail black figure in the distance as Fell had fought with all of his might and was wearing ragged cloth covered with blood. With his bloodied and dirtied face, he wasn't recognized by the small army.

As his body approached the main line of defense, the effect he had on the creature turned even more apparent- a few even darted away in a speedy escape- and was fully noticed by the small army.

"How is he doing that?", said one of the soldiers.

"I recognize him!?", jumped one of the lower-ranked soldier. It was one of the men who worked in the police department and who had seen Fell there a few times.

"It's that young cultivator who was aware of the beast attack!", he added with a shrill tone that turned acute at the end.

"Why is he here?", said one of the higher up there with a pale face. "Did the west wall fall?", he added with an unsightly expression. His voice was loud enough for Fell to pick up, and as he was close to their position, he answered in a loud voice that spread through the battlefield.

"No! The west wall is still doing well.", his figure turned into a blur, and he appeared only a few steps away from the small army. "I have come to assist you."

He then turned around, pointed at the distance toward the strange humongous spider in the distance, and added with a serious tone.

"I'll take care of that."

"Continue keeping this line standing."

His words were short, and he instantly disappeared back inside of the beast wave. His speed broke through the limit, and he didn't leave the time for the creatures to get away and confronted them head-on. His explosive dash turned dozens of creatures into a fleshly mess of blood and innards.

The army of MechSuit didn't react for a few second, their thoughts were filled with the deep lasting image left by the young cultivator. They couldn't help but wonder for a moment if the youth was truly human, and if he shouldn't be in the opposite side.

The few sensitive cultivator among the small army of MechSuit were the most shocked as they could sense the numerous energy that followed Fell. His body, soul, and heaven and earth energy weren't contained and could be sensed.

What troubled them the most was the large ghastly veil of scattered souls that followed his every step; those sensitive individuals couldn't even breathe when standing next to the youth, and there was when no intent was coming from Fell. They didn't dare but imagine how it would feel like to be hunted by that man

"Everyone, Focus!", an order left the mouth of a higher-up that had taken the role of being a general in the north wall. His order boomed through the silent battlefield, and rain of bullet and explosives were once again thrown toward the beast wave.

Due to the appearance of Fell, the beat wave in front of them had lost part of their earlier frenzied madness and were much more muddled. Their sluggish attack was easily dealt with by the army of MechSuit that used the opportunity to advance the line of defense further forward.

"Tighten the lines, keep those fuckers away!"

"This is a godsend opportunity. Slaughter them all!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!", those word rung in the heart of the soldier. And turned into a dogma that emboldened the heart of the many warriors.

The experimented and battle heartened warrior smelled the turn of the tide and pressed their peer to push forward with even more strength.

They were aware of what the presence of the youth meant in the hazardous battlefield and took advantage of that to consolidate their strength even more.

Fell was making his way through the sea of monsters and fierce beast. Every slightly evolved creature felt his presence, and they began making their utmost in avoiding him. Sadly for them, as they were packed tight as a wave, they couldn't run away easily from the black-clothed swordsman.

With every attack unleashed from his sword, flowery rays of light would bloom in the sea of misshapen figures. And with his attack extending into crescent moons that dealt ravaging blows to the rank of beasts, it didn't take long for his surroundings to drastically thin down.

He slays left and right while making his way toward the long-legged spider creature. His sight didn't leave the monstrosity for even a split second, and he stepped in a strange rhythm akin to a mysterious battle dance through the wave of fierce animals.