Chapter 869 The Battle Formation

Chapter 869 The Battle Formation

Reign continued his relentless assault, dodging spells, countering attacks, and pushing the enemy warriors to their limits. The leader, recovering from the effects of the soul attack, joined the fray once more, his red aura pulsating with renewed vigor. The trio of Tier V combatants, though battered, were determined to overcome the mysterious warrior who had disrupted their plans.

As Reign faced the combined onslaught, he couldn't help but acknowledge the skill and coordination of his opponents. The mage's precise spellcasting, the spearman's calculated strikes, and the leader's overwhelming combat aura – it was a formidable combination that demanded his full attention.

The battlefield became a chaotic dance of blades, magic, and combat auras. Each clash reverberated through the outpost, leaving destruction in its wake. The soldiers, now regaining their composure, watched in awe as their commanders fought against the overwhelming opponent that was Reign.

They all stared, none daring to even breathe loudly as they all knew that their fate would depend on who won.

Reign, ever the strategist, continued to adapt to the changing dynamics of the battle. He utilized his mastery over light to make flashes of light to try and blind them, confusing his opponents and creating openings for counterattacks while also using his soul attacks from time to time. The leader's combat aura, however, posed a unique challenge. It was a relentless force that fueled their attacks, making each strike more potent than the last.

The mage, being able to defend against Reign's soul attacks, began casting intricate spells that manipulated the very elements. Fire erupted, ice formed, and gusts of wind swept through the battlefield. Reign, agile and perceptive, navigated through the magical onslaught, narrowly avoiding the elemental attacks.

"He definitely doesn't have innate abilities in all of those elements, actually, none of them are his innate ability, only the one in the beginning, the attacks formed by pure mana, seem to be fueled by an innate ability," Aethion told Reign who nodded his head inwardly while fighting.

As for the spear-wielding Tier V, he adjusted his tactics, alternating between aggressive lunges and defensive maneuvers. The pain from Reign's soul attack lingered, but his determination overshadowed the discomfort. The leader, fueled by rage and combat aura, became even more unpredictable, launching devastating strikes with his massive sword.nOVe-Lb-1n

Amidst the chaos, Aethion's voice echoed in Reign's mind, offering occasional insights and observations. "These opponents are no ordinary warriors. Their coordination and skill are impressive, but you have an advantage in adaptability. Exploit their patterns and find the weaknesses in their teamwork."

Reign, always calculating, acknowledged the advice. He decided to target the mage first, recognizing the pivotal role of spells in the enemy's strategy. With a burst of speed, he closed the distance, engaging the mage in a close-quarters duel. The mage, agile and resourceful, countered with magical barriers and evasive maneuvers.

While engaged with the mage, Reign sensed the spearman launching a powerful attack from behind. In a split-second decision, he used his lightning to increase his speed to its fullest, disappearing from the mage's view and reappearing behind the spearman. The sudden move disrupted the enemy's coordination, forcing them to adjust to Reign's unpredictable tactics.

The leader, enraged by the disruption, intensified his attacks. The combat aura surrounding him grew more intense, turning the battlefield into a tempest of raw power. Despite the challenges, Reign maintained his focus. The dance of blades and spells continued, each moment crucial in determining the outcome of the battle.

Aethion's voice resonated once more, "Their combat aura is formidable, but it comes at a cost. The strain on their bodies and minds is evident. Wear them down, exploit their fatigue, and you'll find an opening."

"Your soul attacks have already done plenty to them, so just continue fighting as you have till now."

"Are you sure you wish to continue, you might unintentionally kill those two, you know?" Reign asked as the spearman and the soldiers scoffed at him before charging again.

"We would rather die than be captured." The spearman said as he stabbed forward with his spear.

Reign sighed as he dodged the spear before kicking the enemy away and then facing the wolf that was attacking him from the side.

He unleashed his soul manipulation, summoning tens of souls that he launched at the soldiers.

Suddenly, the wolf froze for a moment as the soldiers started screaming in pain from their souls being attacked.

'That's the main weakness of this formation, the soldiers.' Reign thought before he launched an attack on the wolf.

With less than 300 soldiers left, the formation was not that powerful, and by stopping almost a hundred of them with his soul attack, the wolf was not stable anymore.

Reign smirked before lightning erupted around his swords.

White lightning around his right sword, and black lightning around his left.

The lightning suddenly formed two lances before he charged forward.

[ Twin Lightning Lances – Light and Darkness Mode ]

With a white lance on his right, and a black lance on his left, Reign struck the wolf's head before penetrating through it and destroying the formation, causing all the soldiers to spit out blood, many of them falling unconscious.

The remaining Tier V combatant, the spearman, now faced Reign alone. The soldiers, disheartened by the loss of their formidable construct, hesitated for a moment before regaining their resolve. The battle continued, but the momentum had shifted in Reign's favor, and soon, the spear was struck away and the final opponent was down on his knees.

"My win, you did well though, now go sleep." Reign said as he struck the back of the opponent's head with the pommel of his sword.