Chapter 157 Battle Of The Tormented (7)

But before I could ask my question, we had reached the muddy and blood-tainted front lines… and the air around everybody was tense once again.

We blended in by smearing mud all over our faces, and despite the bloody stench, we pushed forward and changed into some of the enemy uniforms.

We stained our hair with the blood of a man we killed and placed a helmet on just to be sure we wouldn't get caught.

You would've thought there would be some people anticipating a flank from either side, but obviously, they were more focused on holding their end at the front line.

"We'll split up into two teams. We'll take care of the two most troublesome ones… Me, Aisa, and Findir. Cy, Luna, and Bella… understand?" I whispered as we traveled deeper and deeper into the frontlines.

There was no way we were going to be discovered with our amazing disguises, but there was still that very slim chance that we would end up being discovered and executed.

Nobody wanted to die inside enemy lines…

In fact, they might not even kill us and just capture us, torturing and interrogating us for information on everything they need.

I'm sure Bella, Luna, and I can withstand the torture, but Findir, Cy, and especially Aisa would most likely break under the pressure and pain.

So, we had to be careful.

We had already made a simple plan, and that was to go all out once Bella had sent the signal of confirmation.

This would allow us to easily retreat back to our side as our mage platoon, who was going to be led by the captain, would charge in and place magical shields all around us.

I knew we had the destructive power to pull this off, but the risk of death in this mission was so high we might as well be doing a suicide mission.

As soon as my team had reached our targeted lieutenant, we only just realized… how weak he was.

He was clearly knowledgeable, but we could swat him away like a fly, so as he directed us and gave us orders, we waited for the vertical green line.

Ffffff… FWOOSH

A giant line made of massive green flames pierced the clouds, and using our light footwork, we slipped past some of the soldiers who gawked at the sight of the signal.

Even the lieutenant was a bit shell-shocked as he stood there, frozen, most likely calculating all the possibilities of what that was.

Seems the lieutenant was right… calculated people like me do overthink a lot.

"Come, my third eye,"

BOOOOOOM

My spear ripped through the trench and crushed the lieutenant's body into literal dust, leaving nothing but a splattered painting of blood across the confused trench.

Aisa and Findir were taking care of some of the small fry in order to ease our escape, and once we caught a glimpse of our mage platoon, we exited the trench.

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"HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF,"

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"HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF HUFF,"

The world around me didn't seem real as I ran and ran as fast as I could, Aisa and Findir running right beside me.

I couldn't even tell if I had been shot as my adrenaline was through the roof.

Vwoom

Soon, a magical blue shield defended us from the onslaught of bullets which were now phasing out of existence upon hitting our defender.

A splitting pain-filled all my limbs, and I only just realized how many bullets had actually hit me.

And not only was I littered with holes, but everybody else in my party was writhing in pain on the ground as some soldiers brought us into the trenches.

Healers immediately perform an emergency operation on us, extracting the bullets with pliers and then very slowly healing the burnt flesh inside.

"Some of these aren't as deep as the others, but you'll all have some cool scars after… Well, maybe the ladies wanted to keep their perfect and flawless skin," One of the healers chuckled before I bit down onto the bloody towel and allowed them to remove one of the deeper bullets.

This pain was unlike anything else, as the heat had made the flesh sensitive, and my pain receptors were already going crazy from the impact.

"Give me some fucking sedative or something…." I muttered as she began to heal the single wound.

"No can do. I won't have the mana to heal all your wounds if I gave you something," She muttered, and after giving me the warning, I bit down on the towel once again.

Again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again.

"Huff… Huff… Huff…"

"Wow… you were the only one to keep your consciousness the entire process. All of the others had fainted,"

"This is… nothing,"

"Stop trying to be cool and get some rest. You shouldn't move around yet either, as the scars might rip open again…."

"Didn't you heal me?"

"Yes, but only to a certain extent. I can't heal past the scar stage,"

"*sigh*... Did it work? Did we manage to gain tons of ground?" I asked after a few seconds of heavy breathing.

"Yes, You all did amazing. I never thought this battle would actually have a finish line… but I think I've caught a glimpse of it. You kids are insane these days. Actually agreeing to go on a suicide mission,"

"We weren't informed it was a suicide mission,"

p The healer laughed a bit, and I understood her reaction.

Just hearing the details, we understood it was a suicide mission… but it seems we got a bit content with the battlefield.

Or you could say, we adapted to it.