“Sword of Dusk?” Porseila looked at Miles in surprise. “You were banned from practicing the Royal Blood!”

When it was found out that Miles’s ancient gene couldn’t be awakened, Mercer stopped him from practicing their family’s art. At the time, Miles was still learning the basic moves of the art and wasn’t even close to practicing this particular sword art. After there were two high-level sword moves in Royal Art, and Miles had just executed one of them. It was normal for Porseila, who thought Miles couldn’t learn the art, to see him using it.

Miles ignored the babbling princess and others looking at him in awe. The sword in his hand shone. No, it would be more accurate to say everything around the sword lost its luster. It was like the last light of the sun, the sword moved as the setting sun towards the kneeling monster’s head.

The beast had just lost its eyes, and couldn’t muster the power to raise or block. The sword moved too fast and met with the monster’s neck. When it did, it cut through the skin and bone cleanly. Although the sword was only Grunt-Rank and Miles was only a Grace-Rank hunter, that sword slash was not something whimsical. It was based on precise energy movements and strong physical power. Even Merlin couldn’t use it yet because his body wasn’t as strong as Miles’s. Although his mastery over energy was hundreds of times better than Miles's, he was lacking one of the conditions.

The monster’s head flew into the air and rolled several times before it hit the ground. The body sprayed blood into the air for five seconds before it too fell to the ground.

“YES!” Everyone looked at the body and cheered at the same time. By now, everyone in the stronghold was at the West Wall to assist the soldiers. When they arrived, they saw how the monster was playing with the strongest people in the stronghold. As they thought all hope was lost and the stronghold would fall, the latest talk of the stronghold, the Cross boy killed the monster with an excellent sword move!

“Who is that teen?” Asked one of the girls as she took Miles’s heroic bearing. Although Miles was standing straight, with his sword still dripping with the monster’s blood, in truth he couldn’t move.

He was rushing back with all his might for the last three days. On the way, he battled with hundreds of monsters, and when he returned he had to battle and kill the humanoid butterfly-woman.

After that, he rushed towards the West Wall and clashed with the Frenzy-Rank monster. Although it wasn’t at the peak of the rank, the monster was too strong for anyone in Grace-Rank to deal with. If it wasn’t for the ability of the Mask of Evil Eye and others helping him, Miles was going to die there that day with every single hunter.

He used the first step of the Exaltedness of the Creator, and it had a nasty side effect. After giving a juicy boost, the user would feel sore all over for a period of time. Despite that, Miles had to use the attack from his family, which was also taxing to the body.

At this time, he felt like he couldn’t move no matter what. Luckily his best bros were there. Zall and Xavic walked by him and supported his body. Miles saw Mihr digging out the butterfly man's head, but he couldn’t intervene. Luckily it wasn’t a blood-orb or he would fight with the grandson of the President as well.

The orb was pink in color and there were a pair of claws swimming inside the pink sky. Miles, for a second, wanted to go and snatch back the orb but decided against it. He didn’t really need it yet.

After Zall and Xavic took Miles back to the stronghold, Lucy, who had already woken up, started to berate the laser battalion.

“I ordered you to stay put at the location! Why did you return!”

“We saw the situation was dire and you were about to die. Besides, no more monsters are coming. What good can we do by staying there?”

“Idiots! Fucking morons! Scavengers will come in no time at all!” Lucy shouted in anger as she started to walk. “Gather everyone who can stand. The battle is not over yet!”

And Lucy was right. After every Stampede, there would come Scavengers. Stampedes would occur for several reasons, but almost every time, there would be an instigator starting the whole thing. The instigator could rally up monsters to attack the strongholds but could only do so for monsters under its command or those who had no leader. In this case, the butterfly-woman primarily gathered the monsters under her command, which were monsters of the Insect Kingdom and some others who had no leader.

After the death of the Moth-woman, the Butterfly-woman took over her territory for this plan and had even more monsters under her charge.

But despite the outcome of the battle, there would always be new players joining the battle. Scavengers were every other monster in close proximity. If the monster-side won the battle, good it was a win for them but the battlefield would be filled with dead bodies of monsters and humans. Cores would be everywhere. What a good feast.

If it was the human side who won the battle, it was okay too. Although they lost, they caused major damage to humanity and hey, the battlefield was filled with dead bodies and cores. What a good feast!

Before Lucy could explain it, monster roars reverberated from afar. Lucy was a good and charismatic commander. She gathered everyone in no time and placed them in strategic locations. Now that the leader was dead, Scavengers were only rushing blindly. Many of them were stopping at the first carcass to start the feast, while some of them were battling among each other. Although their numbers were a little too many, they weren’t organized.

With the help of Porseila and Mihr, Lucy took control of the battle and started the push away the monsters. But at this time, a figure appeared in the sky. Everyone’s eyes pinned at the figure floating charismatically in the air.

The figure had a pair of gray wings and a mask similar to a lion’s head. It looked down on the monsters and shouted!

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY TERRITORY!”

The shout reverberated in the opening and made monsters bleed from their orifices. Many monsters started to run away while those that stayed back were killed quickly. With it, the battle was over. There were many casualties, but it was another victory for humanity.