The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 90 - 73: Dead End_2

The Blood Sword wreaked havoc within Martin’s body, but was soon blocked by the blood within him.

Although the two of them were of different races, they could both be called "Blood Knights" of their respective races.

However, Blood Knights generally referred to knights who were not of the Blood Race but could use Blood Magic.

The three seemed to have had a plan in mind, and their sudden cooperation injured Martin.

"Heh, not bad."

Martin said with a sudden roar, his wings spread wide open, and a blood-red aura continuously expanded outward.

Ichard was sent flying at once, managing to steady his steps only two or three meters away.

The blood-red greatsword turned and slashed directly at the Count, but was blocked by the blood-red longsword in the Count’s hand. However, the immense power transmitted through the sword forced the Count to lower his body.

At this moment, the sound of hooves emerged from the front.

A large group of Ghouls charged over the hillside without hesitation.

Blood Race Knights and Werewolves followed.

"To battle!" Udo shouted, raising a giant hammer as he charged forward.

The battle between the two sides was imminent.

Evading this battle was unavoidable.

Kana watched, realizing that even the pursuing forces were not as numerous as he had thought.

Significantly fewer than Kana had imagined.

Besides a large number of Ghouls and giant bats, there were just over a hundred Blood Race Knights, supplemented by some Werewolves.

It seemed that the unit led by Martin was one of the mobile forces for interception; the main combat power should come from Martin.

The combat strength being mobilized was only meant to hold back those other units.

But now Martin was truly strong; Kana estimated that he was at least at Level 6 or 7.

The Count’s current level was probably Level 5 as a Blood Knight, and the female Holy Knight was likely only at Level 4.

Judging by the plot presentation, Ichard should also be a Level 5 War Knight. Mainly, in the original plot, he didn’t survive to the opening, so this is a conjecture.

The three together were still no match for Martin, only able to hold him back from rampaging on the ordinary battlefield.

Kana had no time for further thought, as a Blood Race Knight and a Werewolf charged straight at him.

Evidently, the Werewolf had smelled the power in Kana’s bloodline, identifying him as a prime target.

More enemies took advantage of the chaos to charge at him.

"Blake, over there, don’t let those damned Ghouls rush through!" the Count’s adjutant shouted. freēwēbnovel.com

The chaotic scene, combined with their numerical disadvantage, allowed quite a few Ghouls and giant bats to bypass them and harass the retreating area behind them.

If chaos broke out there, their chances of retreat would become even slimmer.

The soldiers remaining in the camp also raised their weapons and charged forward.

George was leading the hunters from the village and soldiers with crossbows to eliminate the giant bats in the sky.

These flying giant bats posed the greatest threat to them and needed to be dealt with as a priority.

"Damn creatures! You shall not advance!" a soldier shouted, thrusting a long spear through a Ghoul in front of him.

Another Ghoul pounced on him, biting directly into his shoulder with its massive jaws.

The soldier gritted his teeth, drew the blade at his waist, and stabbed upwards, piercing the Ghoul’s skull.

Shaking off the Ghoul and turning around, he barely had time to react before he felt himself lifted into the air.

Pain, excruciating pain.

A blood-colored long spear pierced through him, even lifting him up forcefully.

In a daze, he turned his head to see a Blood Race Knight right beside him.

He swung his sword, striking the Blood Race Knight’s armor with a loud clang.

The Blood Race Knight’s eyes glowed red, and the dying soldier could sense the hunger in his eyes.

The pain in his abdomen made him almost lose sensation in his body, and in a daze, he noticed the knight was holding an arm in his hand, shoving it into his mouth and chewing.

That, that seemed to be his own arm.

"Damn, monsters."

A silver blade flashed by, accompanied by the crackling sound of electricity.

The Blood Race Knight’s head and the arm in his mouth both fell to the ground.

The powerless body of the impaled soldier also crashed to the ground.

Kana landed, taking a glance at the soldier.

The soldier was undoubtedly dead, nodding slightly to Kana with wide eyes, falling silent forever.

"Kill!"

The shout of battle near Kana startled him awake.

His hair stood on end, sensing danger, and Kana rolled on the spot. A charging Werewolf leaped from his side, crashing to the ground.

Kana sprang up like a leopard, launching a flying knee at the Werewolf who hadn’t yet regained his footing.

In that instant, he threw his sword.

The electrically charged sword pierced straight through the enemy.

The Silver Sword’s lethal force killed the pierced Werewolf on the spot.

With the Mountain Warrior’s Sword in his left hand, reverse-swinging from behind, he knocked away a lance attacking him.

Now, amidst such a chaotic battlefield,

Kana felt his Dangerous Intuition constantly flickering, its frequency rising and falling.

Suddenly feeling a pull in his blood, Kana rolled in the direction of the pull, dodging a javelin thrown from a distance.

Even as he glanced at the one attacking him, Alyris dashed from one direction, knocking the attacker away.

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