Chapter 250: The Marooner Returns!
Sword of Dusk? Porseila looked at Miles in surprise. You were banned from practicing the Royal Blood!
When it was found out that Miless ancient gene couldnt be awakened, Mercer stopped him from practicing their familys art. At the time, Miles was still learning the basic moves of the art and wasnt even close to practicing this particular sword art. After there were two high-level sword moves in Royal Art, and Miles had just executed one of them. It was normal for Porseila, who thought Miles couldnt learn the art, to see him using it.
Miles ignored the babbling princess and others looking at him in awe. The sword in his hand shone. No, it would be more accurate to say everything around the sword lost its luster. It was like the last light of the sun, the sword moved as the setting sun towards the kneeling monsters head.
The beast had just lost its eyes, and couldnt muster the power to raise or block. The sword moved too fast and met with the monsters neck. When it did, it cut through the skin and bone cleanly. Although the sword was only Grunt-Rank and Miles was only a Grace-Rank hunter, that sword slash was not something whimsical. It was based on precise energy movements and strong physical power. Even Merlin couldnt use it yet because his body wasnt as strong as Miless. Although his mastery over energy was hundreds of times better than Miles's, he was lacking one of the conditions.
The monsters head flew into the air and rolled several times before it hit the ground. The body sprayed blood into the air for five seconds before it too fell to the ground.
YES! Everyone looked at the body and cheered at the same time. By now, everyone in the stronghold was at the West Wall to assist the soldiers. When they arrived, they saw how the monster was playing with the strongest people in the stronghold. As they thought all hope was lost and the stronghold would fall, the latest talk of the stronghold, the Cross boy killed the monster with an excellent sword move!
Who is that teen? Asked one of the girls as she took Miless heroic bearing. Although Miles was standing straight, with his sword still dripping with the monsters blood, in truth he couldnt move.
He was rushing back with all his might for the last three days. On the way, he battled with hundreds of monsters, and when he returned he had to battle and kill the humanoid butterfly-woman.
After the death of the Moth-woman, the Butterfly-woman took over her territory for this plan and had even more monsters under her charge.
But despite the outcome of the battle, there would always be new players joining the battle. Scavengers were every other monster in close proximity. If the monster-side won the battle, good it was a win for them but the battlefield would be filled with dead bodies of monsters and humans. Cores would be everywhere. What a good feast.
If it was the human side who won the battle, it was okay too. Although they lost, they caused major damage to humanity and hey, the battlefield was filled with dead bodies and cores. What a good feast!
Before Lucy could explain it, monster roars reverberated from afar. Lucy was a good and charismatic commander. She gathered everyone in no time and placed them in strategic locations. Now that the leader was dead, Scavengers were only rushing blindly. Many of them were stopping at the first carcass to start the feast, while some of them were battling among each other. Although their numbers were a little too many, they werent organized.
With the help of Porseila and Mihr, Lucy took control of the battle and started the push away the monsters. But at this time, a figure appeared in the sky. Everyones eyes pinned at the figure floating charismatically in the air.
The figure had a pair of gray wings and a mask similar to a lions head. It looked down on the monsters and shouted!
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY TERRITORY!
The shout reverberated in the opening and made monsters bleed from their orifices. Many monsters started to run away while those that stayed back were killed quickly. With it, the battle was over. There were many casualties, but it was another victory for humanity.