Chapter 112: The Carnela Port Recapture Operation (19)

Chapter 112: The Carnela Port Recapture Operation (19)

While deftly evading the flying bullets, I relentlessly slashed through the enemy lines, determined to keep them fixated on me more than anyone else. Ordinary armored soldiers posed no threat, unlike the white-armored ones. Until the true threat arrived, I intended to dispose of every Ordinary soldier in sight, if possible.

“■■■■■!”

“■■■■!”

However, the threat came sooner than expected.... the white-armored soldiers. Three of them approached, targeting me as the one causing the most havoc. They probably wanted to put an end to my rampage. As expected.

I prepared to confront them with my two swords and tail, but there were others who stepped in before me. It was Tigar and Zald, standing to my right and left, respectively. They intercepted the attacks from two of the three incoming white-armored soldiers.

“Leave these guys to us!”

“We’ll handle at least one of them each!”

Engaging with three white-armored soldiers simultaneously was a challenging task. That’s when these two skilled allies came to provide support. It was incredibly helpful. Then I’ll give them to you guys.

Let’s focus on the white-armored soldier who I intercepted with my tail. The weapon he wielded was a poleaxe similar to the one Alexander used. Are you stronger than my master? I’m looking forward to fighting you, even if just for a little while.

“Gah!”

“■■■?!”

I delivered a forceful kick to the white-armored soldier standing before me, sending him flying. His armor seemed to be enhanced by activating the spiritual circuits within, but my kick broke through that reinforcement, causing his armor to warp. The white-armored soldier soared backward, flames erupting from his back as he temporarily suspended his movement in mid-air. Oh, so they can use it that way too.

As I marveled at the armor’s abilities, the white-armored soldier intensified the flames on his back, propelling himself even faster. With that speed, he swung the poleaxe downwards. I swiftly charged forward, intercepting the poleaxe with my black sword while simultaneously striking his torso with my white sword.

The handle of the poleaxe was caught by the blade of my sword. However, Hatakeyama’s blade boasted extraordinary sharpness. Without even employing the engraved spiritual circuits adorning its surface, I succeeded in severing the handle of the poleaxe.

“■■!”

“!?”

However, when the white-armored soldier pressed the severed handle against the connection point, it seamlessly fused back together as if nothing had happened. I had cut it; shouldn’t this be impossible? Well, there’s no point in pondering the reason now. It’s already evident that the Republic’s technology is impressive.

Skillfully manipulating the attached poleaxe, the white-armored soldier displayed a range of movements. Thrusting with the pointed end, slashing with the axe head, and delivering strikes with the pommel. The fluidity of his actions, coupled with the sheer size of the weapon, made each attack formidable.

“Gaaah!”

“■■■!?”

However, none of those moves came close to matching Alexander’s abilities. The enemy’s raw strength and martial prowess were decent, and his martial skills might even be slightly superior to mine. But compared to the Alexander I once admired, he was far inferior.

However, his emphasis on power resulted in all of his swings being wide and easy to dodge. Particularly for Zald, who was a “Slashing Phantom Wolf” demon, using sharp claws and fangs to hunt his prey while making it difficult to perceive his own presence. Dodging attacks was a breeze for him.

But it seemed that the white-armored soldier wielding the war hammer had accounted for the openings created by his wide swings. His armor was notably thick and reinforced by spiritual circuits, making it impenetrable to Zald’s sword. Zald attempted to slip his blade through the gaps, but the enemy anticipated his intentions and twisted his body to block the attack.

Both of them still seemed capable of fighting, but it appeared unlikely that they could win as things stood right now. My part in the battle was over, so it was time for me to provide assistance. Zald should be the first to lend a hand. Tigar was at a slight disadvantage, but Zald, who couldn’t land a single blow, had an incredibly disadvantageous matchup.

“■■■...■■?”

“Hah! Take this!”

The moment the white-armored soldier swung down his war hammer, shattering the ground, I leaped forward and pressed down on the handle to hold it down. The soldier’s attempt to lift the war hammer came to a halt. Understanding this, Zald swiftly emerged and thrust his longsword into the gap beside him.

The white-armored soldier let out a scream of agony, and simultaneously, his armor glowed. Zald jumped back reflexively before multiple explosions occurred around the soldier’s armor. Considering the situation, it was likely a counterattack mechanism embedded in the armor. To rely on defense and generate a spiritual art that engulfs oneself... It was a forceful but effective method.

“■■, ■■■, ■■!”

“......!”

Though I couldn’t understand the words, the soldier probably cursed at me, who was caught in the blast while swinging his war hammer down. I remained lying on the ground and intercepted the attack by crossing both my swords and my tail. The swords creaked, and the outer skeleton of my tail developed cracks. However, I created an opening... Zald, now’s your chance!

With a swift movement, Zald circled around to the blind spot of the white-armored soldier and accurately slid his longsword into the gap between the helmet and armor. Before the soldier could counterattack, Zald swiftly withdrew his sword that had cut through his neck and retreated. Blood gushed forcefully from the wound.

The force of the war hammer, aimed at crushing me, noticeably weakened. I swung both arms and my tail, deflecting the weapon, and drove my swords into the sides of the soldier’s torso. Simultaneously, Zald pierced the gap in the armor from behind with his longsword. It was undoubtedly a fatal blow.

“■■■■■!”

Realizing his impending death, the white-armored soldier mustered his final strength and rapidly increased his spiritual power. As a result, the glow emanating from his armor became overwhelmingly stronger than before.

Intuitively, I sensed that he was attempting to take us down with him rather than accepting defeat. Therefore, I vigorously swung my tail, sweeping away the white-armored soldier. His body soared through the air, tracing an arc... and detonated violently in mid-air.

“Doaaaaaa!?”

The explosion caused several buildings to collapse, and my comrades who were fighting on the battlefield were knocked down by the blast’s impact. In particular, Tigar, who had been fighting closest to the explosion, was sent flying backward.

However, it wasn’t all bad news for him. After all, he was given the opportunity to regroup amidst a losing battle. I gently caught Tigar’s back with my tail as he flew towards me and set him down on the ground.

“That was close... huh?”

“Are they going to bring those things here?”

Tigar, who was about to charge at the white-armored soldier again, instinctively froze in his tracks. Zald, wearing an expression that seemed to convey disbelief, muttered to himself. In our line of sight, those self-propelled artilleries that had been parked in the warehouses began to move.