Chapter 518: The Civil War is Over. (2)

Gartros turned his gaze to the left. On that side, aided by rampaging spirits, a group of soldiers was making a rapid and forceful breakthrough.

Spirits were an unfair advantage. Fighting them didn't deplete the opposing forces because spirits didn't die permanently. As long as their summoner remained alive and had enough energy, they could be summoned again.

The advancing soldiers were ferocious and powerful, making it impossible for his forces to hold them back. Attempts to send reinforcements from the center were hindered by the mounted archers harassing from the rear.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the forefront of the charge stood a figure clad in beautiful armor adorned with antlers.

This individual was holding off four priests, preventing the troops from leveraging their full strength.

Gartros instantly recognized who it was.

'The Guardian of the World Tree!'

Both the Saintess and the Guardian of the World Tree were ancient enemies of the Salvation Church. Killing even one of them would greatly advance their cause.

After brief consideration, Gartros made his decision.

The Saintess's side was barely holding on. Eliminating the unfair advantage of the spirits had to come first.

"Stop them!"

Boom!

Gartros unleashed black energy, instantly dispersing the spirits. As soon as the spirits were gone, he charged straight at Erenes.

Erenes, who had just defeated two superhumans and was engaging the remaining two, turned her attention to the sudden attacker and extended her hand.

Flash!

A green beam shot from her hand, colliding with Gartros' black energy and exploding.

Boom!

The intense shockwave pushed everyone fighting nearby away. The two priests Erenes had been holding back took the opportunity to retreat.

Erenes looked at her hand. The recoil was immense—this new foe was no ordinary priest.

"Are you the so-called High Priest?"

She had already heard from Ghislain about the existence of a High Priest.

Gartros, full of rage, responded.

"Guardian of the World Tree. I'll kill you here."

"I suppose there's no need for words between us."

Boom!

The two launched themselves at each other.

Boom!

Black energy surged from Gartros' hand, spreading toward the advancing Northern Army. His intent was to attack Erenes while simultaneously reducing the enemy's numbers.

"You're on a different level."

Erenes summoned all her strength to counter the attack. If she failed to block it, her allies would suffer heavy casualties.

Rumble!

The black energy and green light clashed, creating massive shockwaves that radiated across the battlefield. The two forces seemed to wrestle for dominance.

Gartros had a plan behind this attack.

"Take them out now!"

At his command, the two remaining priests of the Salvation Church moved. With Erenes occupied by Gartros, they were free to engage others.

"Damn it."

Erenes frowned.

She had already used a significant amount of energy summoning high-ranking spirits to minimize allied casualties. Now, she couldn't disengage from Gartros to deal with the priests.

While the two battled for dominance, the priests advanced toward the Northern Army breaking through.

But someone moved even faster than the priests.

Buzz!

Kaor, at the front line, unleashed a radiant glow from his armor. Though not a superhuman, he used the armor's power to maximize his combat abilities.

Whoosh!

"What?!"

The priest was startled as a figure in black armor leaped at him, swinging a sword.

Clang!

The sudden attack was blocked, but the relentless barrage that followed gave no room to breathe. The blade struck with incredible speed and ferocity.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Caught off guard, the priest panicked. His opponent ignored defense entirely, focusing solely on striking vital points.

It felt like being ambushed by a starving beast.

"You bastard!"

A mere knight dared to challenge a superhuman? Enraged, the priest parried and prepared to counterattack.

Slash! Slash!

"Urgh!"

But before he could counter, more soldiers attacked. His leg, arm, and shoulder were slashed.

It was an astonishing display of coordinated strikes. Overwhelmed by relentless attacks, the priest began to retreat.

The other priest faced a similar predicament. Surrounded by dozens of knights in black armor, he struggled to keep up.

And their numbers were growing.

"What is this?! How can there be so many knights?!"

The two priests were overwhelmed. Nearly a hundred knights were swarming them.

Kaor grinned savagely at the panicked priests.

"You lot are terrible at fighting."

Kaor's Assault Corps included 200 Fenris knights. The half that Ghislain had left behind were all here.

Each was at least a mid-level knight, with several at high-level, and Kaor himself was at the peak of his level.

The former Mad Dog mercenaries followed Kaor closely, while the remaining knights pushed back surrounding enemies to create space.

The priests of the Salvation Church and the Delphine army were steadily pushed back.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fighting grew increasingly intense.

Even with their lack of skill, superhumans were still superhumans. The priests of the Salvation Church unleashed bursts of energy, scattering knights.

Though they were injured from the sheer number of attackers, they were slowly picking off their foes.

Boom!

"Urgh!"

Even Kaor was sent flying and fell back. His helmet concealed his face, but his expression was twisted with frustration.

'Damn it! Why am I the only one who's not a superhuman?!'

Kaor had repeatedly reached the peak of his level, but this final wall was immense.

What irritated him even more was seeing Gillian on the other side of the battlefield, fully displaying the power of a superhuman.

"Once I break through, I'll be stronger than that old man!"

Kaor roared and charged the priests again. Though he was thrown back multiple times, he exuded a ferocious determination as he continued his assault.

"Damn it! Damn it! I'm stronger!"

"What the hell is this lunatic saying?!"

The priests were unnerved by Kaor's relentless aggression. Despite his battered armor and countless injuries, he kept coming.

Even their attempts to kill him were futile—his resilience was absurd. This one knight alone was preventing them from fighting effectively.

Boom!

Kaor was knocked down again. The knights, too, were beginning to fall, their armor broken and their bodies battered.

Even if the priests were only half-formed superhumans, their power and speed were formidable. Armor couldn't fully bridge the gap.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As their allies dwindled, the priests began unleashing wide-area attacks freely. This was better suited to their abilities.

Over half of the Fenris knights were incapacitated. At this rate, they would all be rendered incapable of fighting.

The priests weren't unscathed, though.

"Huff… huff… These damned knights."

"Why won't they just die?"

The priests were pale and shaken. Despite repeatedly blasting them away, the knights kept charging like rabid dogs.

Thanks to these relentless attacks, the priests were covered in wounds and on the verge of collapse.

The problem was that even when these insane knights seemed defeated, they got back up and kept fighting. Their mana reserves were too large, and their armor far too effective.

If this continued, the priests would be the ones to tire out. Desperate, they drew on their remaining energy.

"I'll finish this in one blow!"

The priests, their pride as superhumans shattered, were blinded with rage. They decided to unleash an all-out attack, even if it meant harming their allies.

As the knights charged again, the priests erupted with power.

Fwoooosh!

Thousands of strands of black energy shot out from the priests. At the same time, a radiant light burst from behind the knights.

"Goddess, hear us!"

Chime!

The light instantly engulfed the surroundings. It was holy power, unleashed by Piote, who had been lying in wait among the ranks.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The black energy from the priests collided with Piote's divine light.

"It worked… we did it."

—"You will shield the knights and block the priests' final attack."

This had been Amelia's command to him.

She had assigned roles so meticulously to counter the enemy's strength effectively.

Piote had hidden among the Northern Army, waiting for his turn. Finally, the right moment had arrived.

Boom!

The divine light that clashed with the black energy dissipated almost immediately, but the priests' attack was completely nullified.

"Wh-what is this…?"

As the priests wore expressions of shock, Kaor charged back into the fray.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

His sword cut into the body of one of the priests. At the same time, the Fenris knights leapt to their feet and surged forward in unison.

"What's going on?!"

"That divine light even restored them!"

The priests of the Salvation Church cried out in disbelief.

Just moments ago, most of the knights had been exhausted and lying on the ground. Yet now, they attacked with the same ferocity as when the battle had begun.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The priests were too busy fending off the knights' relentless strikes to counterattack. Having expended so much energy in their previous attack, they were now at a disadvantage.

Blocking one attack meant another came from elsewhere. Deflecting one strike meant the next foe was already upon them. With so many enemies, the priests were steadily pushed back.

Receiving aid from their allies was out of the question.

"Push them back!"

The remaining knights and cavalry of the Northern Army charged furiously, driving the enemy further away.

Seizing the momentum, Kaor swung his sword with unrelenting fury.

"I'll take down just one of them!"

Kaor clung to a single priest with tenacity, his wild strikes driven by a borderline frenzy.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Of course, the priest wasn't easily subdued. He repelled Kaor's strikes while simultaneously fending off the other knights.

The priest was overwhelmed. He could barely block Kaor's attacks, let alone deal with the constant onslaught from the other knights.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Kaor gritted his teeth and swung his sword with almost manic determination.

There was only one reason for his fervor.

"Damn it! Why me? Why am I the only one?!"

His intense inferiority complex consumed him.

Oblivious to his surroundings, he simply kept swinging his sword.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Slash!

"Huh?"

"Ugh!"

Both Kaor and the priest froze in shock.

At some point, the priest's arm, which had been blocking Kaor's sword, had been cleanly severed.

The constant barrage from the swarm of knights had undoubtedly drained the priest's energy. But that alone didn't explain how his arm had been cut so easily.

For a brief moment, Kaor's sword had been infused with an aura blade.

Kaor's face lit up with exhilaration.

"I—I've finally become a superhuman!"

It didn't feel like much had changed, nor did it seem like he had broken through any wall.

But Kaor didn't hesitate to charge forward with renewed confidence.

"Die!"

The priest, forced to prioritize Kaor, allowed attacks from the other knights to land as he reached out toward him. That insolent knight had become his primary target.

Boom!

"Ugh!"

Kaor was once again knocked back. The aura blade didn't manifest this time.

Earlier, in a moment of intense emotional turmoil, he had unknowingly grazed the edge of the wall. But it had only been a fleeting touch.

"Damn it! This is so frustrating!"

Kaor, now bloodied, stood up with a furious expression.

He hadn't yet solidified his own sense of self. It was merely a chaotic fluke.

Still, even a brief glimpse of it mattered.

"I have potential, too! Ugh!"

Coughing up blood, Kaor charged forward again. The priest's face now showed a mix of fear and frustration.

"This damn lunatic…"

Too many attacks from the other knights had landed. The priest's strength was waning.

No matter how powerful a superhuman, facing over a hundred well-trained knights simultaneously was an insurmountable challenge.

Boom! Slash! Stab!

Exhausted and overwhelmed, the priests allowed more and more attacks to land. The knights coordinated their strikes, minimizing their own losses while dealing maximum damage.

It might have seemed dishonorable to an observer, but it was the most effective strategy for taking down a superhuman.

This was exactly the kind of combat Ghislain had trained them for, and they were executing it flawlessly.

Under this relentless and "dishonorable" assault, the priests' bodies were slowly reduced to a battered mess.

"Urgh…"

"Ack!"

Lacking the skill to adapt to this situation, the priests couldn't overcome their predicament. And there was no one left to help them.

Thud!

Kaor kicked a staggering priest in the chest, knocking him to the ground. Without hesitation, he drove his sword into the priest's throat.

Shunk!

"Ggghhh…"

One priest died like that. The remaining priest, now surrounded, was cut down by the relentless attacks of the knights.

Standing over the lifeless body of a priest, Kaor, himself in tatters, raised his sword and shouted.

"Damn it! So superhumans aren't that great after all! Ugh! We killed every last one of these bastards!"

"Waaaaah!"

At his bold declaration, the surrounding Assault Corps erupted into a triumphant cheer.

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