Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent

Chapter 382: He Got Me Good

Galanar took the initiative to lead the charge. He was followed closely by Alaric and fifty Elite Knights.

In the next moment, Galanar grunted as he swung his broadsword, his overwhelming mana pouring out like a violent wave!

Boom!

The shield bearer unit that had formed a defensive formation couldn’t even withstand his strike and was viciously torn apart!

Bloodcurdling screams echoed as the small unit led by Galanar and Alaric tore through the shield bearers with unstoppable force!

It was a bloodbath.

The shield bearers known for their tough bodies and strong defensive abilities didn’t even last a few seconds under their ruthless attack!

“Your Highness, they are trying to surround us!” One of the Elite Knights reminded Alaric.

“I know!”

Alaric’s expression remained serene as he responded.

“Ignore them.”

“Our goal is to save Lord Marco! Whoever stops us will be killed!” He added.

Hearing his words, no one said anything more.

In less than twenty minutes, the eight hundred shield bearers failed to stop them and perished.

Among the fifty Elite Knights that followed Alaric and Galanar, only three were killed. The rest were injured, but none of that threatened their lives.

“Impossible! How did they…” Limuel who was hiding behind a group of powerful warriors, gnashed his teeth.

He couldn’t believe what he had witnessed.

With only fifty warriors, the enemies managed to destroy eight hundred shield bearers in just a quarter of an hour!

Limuel nervously observed them and realized that they were headed in the direction of Loras and the sword madman.

Are they planning to rescue that crazy swordsman?

His fear subsided and his face broke into a cunning smile.

I’m sure they must have expended most of their mana to reach this place, but did they really think that breaking out of our encirclement would be easy?

While thinking about this, he issued a series of commands, directing the nearby troops to focus on Alaric’s group.

***

“I have underestimated you.”

Loras stared deeply at his opponent.

“If only you were in your best condition, this battle…”

He didn’t continue his words, but his implied meaning was apparent.

Marco was breathing heavily. His body was covered in wounds and bruises.

He knew that he was close to his limits, but he had no intentions of backing down.

“I don’t need your pity!” He muttered coldly.

“In that case, let’s end this battle…” Loras sighed with a regretful expression.

He stimulated his energy core and unleashed a terrifying wave of mana!

Subsequently, he threw himself forward and swung his warhammer, bringing about an oppressive force that caused the air to twist and turn!

Whoosh!

Sensing his attack, Marco took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his battle stance.

Since this is probably our last clash, I will use my full strength in this final attack…

With this in his mind, he suddenly erupted with immense power as he released dozens of slashes in succession!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The collision of their attacks created a devastating shockwave that turned everything around them into ruins!

Boom!

A thick cloud of dust obscured everyone’s vision, preventing them from seeing the results of that clash.

Which of the two won the battle?

“Lord Marco!” Alaric’s face fell.

He felt Marco’s aura weakening to a dangerous level and he could barely perceive his presence.

When the dust subsided, everyone saw Loras standing still with an expressionless face.

However, there was a terrifying cut that stretched from his right shoulder down to his left hip, revealing his ribs.

In front of Loras was a figure holding a broken sword. He was drenched in blood, his body full of cuts, and bruises. His legs had been broken so he just sat on the ground, grimacing.

It was Marco, barely clinging to his life.

Just when Loras was about to deliver the final blow, an overwhelming sense of terror suddenly gripped his heart.

Out of instinct, he tilted his body and retreated with a big leap.

Boom!

On the spot where he was standing just now appeared a fissure caused by a slash.

Loras frowned as he turned his head to where the slash had come from.

He saw a young warrior wearing gaudy armor with a red cape. He had a cold look on his face as he brandished his swords to kill the soldiers who were blocking his path.

With my current condition, that slash would have killed me if I hadn’t evaded in time…

He was surprised to see the attacker.

In his decades of experience on the battlefield, he had never seen a Transcendent Knight as young as this man.

His instincts were screaming at him to retreat.

However, Loras didn’t retreat.

Instead, he adjusted his stance and imbued more mana into his warhammer.

With a fierce look, he shouted. “Come at me!”

Surprisingly, the young Transcendent Knight didn’t attack him again. He just scooped the severely injured Marco and retreated with his men.

So their goal was to save that swordsman.

Who is that young warrior?

Loras furrowed his eyebrows. He wanted to pursue them, but his wounds suddenly opened up.

Gritting his teeth, he injected mana into his wounds to temporarily stop the bleeding.

“Commander Loras! Please return with me to have your wounds treated!” A concerned voice drifted into his ears.

He turned his head and saw one of his subordinates rushing towards him on horseback.

Loras didn’t reject him.

Given his condition, he wouldn’t be able to fight properly.

He really got me good.

He thought as he looked at the gruesome wound on his chest.

***

“Your Highness, we have been surrounded!”

Alaric frowned.

The Elite Knights they brought had mostly consumed their mana. All of them were also injured.

Breaking out of the encirclement would be difficult given their situation.

It looks like I have no choice…

He lifted his head and made a whistling sound akin to a bird’s cry.

Rooarr!!

In the next moment, a gigantic beast appeared in the sky, flapping its wings majestically as it looked down upon the mountain.

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