《Death… And Me》Death... And Me
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Roan didn't think he did anything impressive. Use the dark environment to guide the enemy. Once they saw that they were in a closed space and can't use their numbers' advantage, a part of it would definitely use the houses to circle around the smaller group. It was that simple and obvious. So what is there to be proud of?
Alanda's Stellar Piercer target was the warriors behind the commander, that much was true. But the real objective wasn't to kill them but to force the Foundation Establishment Realm commander to focus solely on Alanda. He was the only one with a Spiritual Sense strong enough to see the traps left on those houses.
What the enemy commander failed to see is that Alanda's group only had around 40 warriors defending that street. In that case, where were the other 35 that Roan left with him? The answer was the ceilings of those houses on the side. The moment the enemies jumped over the roofs, Alanda's warriors broke through the wooden walls, taking those warriors by surprise. In an instant, another 30 or so enemy warriors were killed by the Steel Weapons.
Considering the deaths at the Tribe's wall jump, through the Stelar Piercer, and the houses' roofs, the enemy forces on the west side already lost 80 or so warriors. They now had around 100, and they hadn't killed a single warrior of the Varen Tribe yet. Without a doubt, their losses were grievous!
The fight then immediately turned into Alanda's group advantage. Although the enemy still had more warriors, they are severely lacking on the weapons' side. One weapon after another was being destroyed by Rean's Steel ones. Without a weapon to protect themselves, their only choice was to retreat or be killed.
It only took a minute for Alanda's side to gain the advantage in numbers, and the massacre continued. The enemy's commander was enraged with that sight, but there was nothing he could do about it. Alanda's cultivation is one stage behind the enemy's Foundation Establishment Realm Warrior. However, both Alanda and Juri got the Spiritual Swords made by Rean, which are several times better than the normal low-level ones.
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The only reason the enemy's commander weapon hasn't broken yet is that his Spiritual Energy is stronger than Alanda's. By covering his weapon with more Spiritual Energy, he could prevent it from shattering. Of course, his weapon was also a Spiritual Equipment, but the quality was just that much worse.
However, this situation wouldn't last for long. As much as the commander protected his weapon against Alanda's, it was still cracking little by little. It wouldn't be long before his weapon shattered utterly. Seeing that there was no way to salvage the situation, he could only retreat and ask for reinforcements from the warriors outside.
"Retreat!"
It was a tremendous humiliation for him. He had more warriors and higher cultivation, but he was still forced to say those words.
Alanda didn't stop him. Instead, he turned around and dashed in the middle of the remaining enemy warriors. Without a Foundation Establishment Realm to hold Alanda back, the place turned into a slaughterhouse. Roan was very direct about his plan. Kill as much as possible. Reduce the other side's numbers to the best of your abilities.
Seeing that Alanda didn't pursue him, the enemy commander felt even angrier. He can't fight Alanda because of his weapon, but he could definitely outrun him. He hoped to have Alanda follow him while his remaining warriors escaped. But contrary to his plan, Alanda instantly ignored him.
However, Alanda was definitely paying attention to him. If he went back, Alanda would be prepared. As the number of his allies decreased, he would find himself surrounded by Alanda's warriors. Even though he is a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Realm, he isn't god. If that many attacked at the same time, he would be done for.
Gritting his teeth, he turned around and dashed away. That battle was lost, and those warriors most likely doomed.
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He quickly arrived at the west wall of the Tribe. But the moment he jumped, he noticed something inside his Spiritual Sense under the place he was flying over. There was very little light, so it was hard to see with the eyes. Still, he could see that it looked like a small mass black spiritual energy.
If the battle had gone according to the plan, the enemy's Foundation Establishment Realm would definitely retreat through this path. That was what Roan thought. Sure enough, here he was!
However, Roan couldn't help but think just how dumb this guy is. Instead of getting close to the wall to jump as little as possible, he jumped from several meters back.
'Most likely, this idiot is used to show off in his Tribe, so everything he does catches a lot of attention.'
If this enemy commander had waited to get closer to the wall before jumping, he would notice Roan's presence sooner. Of course, Roan was still confident that he could win a clash between them.
Roan's initial plan was to have this enemy underestimate his kid's appearance to give a fatal blow. But who could have thought that he was idiot enough to deliver himself in a silver plate?
Rean, on the north side of the Tribe, immediately noticed Roan absorbing a lot of Light Element through their Soul Connection. Rean just smiled after sensing it.
'Seems like he found his target.'
Roan smiled too as he looked that guy passing over him.
'Death Style, Fourth Form, Soaring Dragon!'
Roan used the Light Element on his legs, which increased their life force and power a lot for a brief moment to jump! Dark and Light Elements gathered around his sword as he soared against the enemy's commander of the west side. Roan's White and Dark Spiritual Energy propelled him even faster. It was really like a dragon taking to the skies!
But what really shocked the commander was that what was coming flying at him was a kid! Not only that, but his Spiritual Sense told him that Roan was also in the Foundation Establishment Realm!
"How was that possible?!"
This surprise also delayed his actions for a split of a second. He tried to defend himself. But he was in midair and had no footing to force faster movements.
Swish!
His Spiritual Energy barrier crumbled as his body was cleaved in half! As for Roan, he only stopped another 30 meters higher in the skies.
Looking at the enemy while he descended, he couldn't help but rub his legs.
"This attack really puts a lot of burden on the legs. I better not use it often until my body gets stronger."
The second enemy Foundation Establishment enemy was now dead too.
Roan then looked at the east before thinking.
'It should be over on Juri's side as well.'
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