“Gwaaaaaah!”
The weapons, almost like symbols of the Fairy Guardians, the High-Level Spirits, roared majestically as they swung their fists.
As if they were fossils that had lived for over a thousand years, these spirits were no ordinary size. The entire field of vision was filled with rock and ice to the point of overflowing.
‘This should definitely catch their attention.’
I smiled as I watched the meteor-like fists descending.
Mocking the two Guardians, who, though pretending to be calm, seemed to have forgotten the situation entirely, too focused on trying to kill me.
Everything was going according to plan.
Think about it. What would happen if such a massive creature suddenly appeared in the middle of a chaotic battlefield?
【Goaaaaaaaaaaaaa!】
Like ants swarming to a sugar cube, the Dragonkin, busy dealing with the Insect-Dragons, wouldn’t they glance this way?
And they would notice.
The sworn enemy of their mother, who had provoked them to come here.
【Kyaaaaaaaaak!】
As expected, Nidhogg flapped its wings like a fighting cock and soared, charging straight at me.
With Dragonkin clinging to its skeletal frame, like a Russian downing ten bottles of vodka and driving a tanker truck, it charged recklessly.
“Tch, Ereneisia! The Insect-Dragon is coming!”
“I know!”
The two Guardians, who had been trying to crush me with the High-Level Spirit’s fists, hastily turned their attention toward Nidhogg.
Though Nidhogg’s goal was to tear me apart, with such a massive creature rampaging, who would be the only one attacked?
The Guardians would inevitably be knocked down like deer hit by a truck.
If they had been riding the High-Level Wind Spirit, they could have soared high to avoid the Insect-Dragon’s charge, but such tricks were impossible for Earth and Ice Spirits.
So, whether they liked it or not, they had to face the Insect-Dragon’s strike head-on. Unless they wanted to be swept away and shattered by the aftermath of the attack aimed at me.
“Thanks for protecting me, you thousand-and-five-hundred-year-old idiots!”
I expressed my gratitude to the two Guardians as I kicked off the ground and hid behind the wall of the High-Level Spirit, easily slicing through the Spirit Arrows they shot at me with Durandal.
Through the dispersing shadows of the spirits, a mass of stinking bugs, with stag beetle-like horns, charged like an angry bull.
The ice spikes summoned by the Ice Spirit shattered upon colliding with the dragon’s carapace, and the whirlwind of rocks shot by the Rock Spirit was smashed apart by the Insect-Dragon’s forelegs.
And then.
– Kwaaaaaaang!
The final punches of the two spirits collided with the Insect-Dragon’s head, unleashing a deafening roar.
—
“Gwaaaaaah!”
The High-Level Spirits, their arms shattered in an instant, let out a roar-like scream as they staggered.
The Insect-Dragon, with one horn broken, roared fiercely and slammed its foreleg into the spirit’s torso, while the spirits, with their arms restored thanks to Ereneisia and Tersillius, delivered an uppercut to the Insect-Dragon’s lower jaw.
A brawl between giants and dragons. A spectacle you couldn’t even pay to see.
And above the heads and shoulders of these monsters, Dragonkin and fairies clashed, swinging claws and swords in a fierce battle.
From the Fairy Guardians’ perspective, they would have preferred to ignore the dragons and Dragonkin and focus solely on me…
But this wasn’t a one-on-two duel in the sky like before. In the midst of this chaotic battlefield, how could they afford to be so stubborn?
“Don’t get in our way, you long-eared freaks!”
“You’re the ones in the way! Stupid lizards, aim for the dragon!”
The Fairy Guardian, Ereneisia, shouted in frustration, looking like she was about to lose her mind.
Shooting down Dragonkin with Spirit Arrows, blocking their magic and flames with the spirits as shields, and swinging her sword at the Dragonkin charging through all that.
Like a maiden who had lived over a thousand years, she wasn’t just holding her own against seven or eight Dragonkin, she was pushing them back, but it was clear her stamina was slowly draining.
“This cunning wench…! Was this your plan from the start?”
Tersillius was also too busy fending off the enemies swarming from all sides to even think of attacking me.
While dealing with Dragonkin crazed by greed for the dragon’s remains, he also had to control the High-Level Spirit to engage in a brawl with the Insect-Dragon. Even for a Guardian, it was only natural he had no room to attack me.
The Dragonkin, thanks to their scales, shrugged off most attacks and charged relentlessly.
If left unchecked for even a moment, the Insect-Dragon Nidhogg might unleash another breath attack, sweeping everything away.
Both were threats the Guardians couldn’t ignore.
And then,
【Grararararak-!】
As Nidhogg spewed vast amounts of dark magical energy from its lower body, covering the ground like a lake, skeletons drenched in dark magic began crawling out and rampaging.
Come to think of it, that dragon could crudely mimic Peirus’s Soul Extraction Technique.
Though each was a shoddy monster, not even matching a master-level knight, their sheer numbers turned the already chaotic battlefield into an even greater mess.
[If there’s a hell, it must look something like this.]
‘Right. It went according to plan, but seeing it firsthand, this is a whole new level of chaos.’
I chuckled in agreement with Hersela’s admiration.
A grand melee of fairies, spirits, dragons, Dragonkin, and skeletons from the Soul Extraction Technique. Even the heart of a city under carpet bombing wouldn’t be this chaotic.
Though this spectacle was exactly what I had aimed for.
—
When I was facing Tersillius and Ereneisia on the Wind Spirit, I could have used Reversed Heaven to deliver a fatal blow, but instead, I fought with ordinary swordsmanship, adding only provocation.
The reason was simple.
My goal at the time wasn’t to kill the Fairy Guardians with all my might, but to push them into the heart of the chaotic battlefield.
Think about it. If I had used Reversed Heaven to cut them down, what would have happened next?
Were these two my only enemies?
After exhausting myself to kill all the Guardians, what awaited me wouldn’t be rest after victory, but the charge of a swarm of Dragonkin and the enraged Insect-Dragon.
I would have to fight continuously against the Dragonkin and Nidhogg until they were all defeated or my strength gave out.
Why would I go through such hardship?
If I had intended to fight like that, I wouldn’t have climbed the hill in the first place.
I led my party back up the hill not to defeat the fairies and handle the rest with our strength, but to use the enemy’s strength against them.
So instead of using Reversed Heaven to cut down the two Guardians, I provoked them repeatedly, guiding them to unleash massive attacks that would draw the battlefield’s attention.
To lure Nidhogg here.
I could have used the Power of Runes to create a massive pillar of fire and draw attention myself, but why waste my energy?
When all I had to do was gently provoke the fairies, and they would make a big scene for me.
Look at this.
Dragonkin that would have taken me forever to kill one by one are falling like hedgehogs to the fairies’ arrows.
Even the Guardians, who would have been troublesome to defeat without Reversed Heaven, are sweating bullets as they fight the Dragonkin and dragons, draining their stamina and mana like water.
Both sides are weakening without me having to lift a finger.
Yes, kill each other.
I smiled brightly at the interracial carnage, satisfied that everything was going as I had planned.
– Kwajik!
While tearing apart the Dragonkin who also came at me.
—
Using the fairies targeting me as bait to induce chaos meant I was also swept into the heart of the chaos.
The Dragonkin, crazed by the dragon’s remains that had appeared after hundreds of years, saw me as an enemy and charged at me.
“You’re after the dragon’s remains too!”
Dragonkin, kicking off the ground and swinging claws covered in muscle and scales. Magic of all kinds followed.
“No, they were ours to begin with?”
No wonder they’re from the Evil Faction. Greed has blinded them, and they’re rampaging like dogs in heat.
Their faces may resemble lizards, but without wings, their actual level is probably just at the peak of master-level. It’s laughable how they charge without knowing their place, relying only on their scales and numbers.
“Where do you think you’re going, you monkey! The dragon’s remains belong to us Dragonkin!”
“Yeah, yeah. Only in your dreams.”
With the chaos unfolding as planned, there was no need to conserve energy as before.
I unleashed the reins of my feats, mercilessly showering the Dragonkin surrounding me with violence.
– Pakaaaang!
The blue arc of my sword shattered the magical formulas and clashed with the Dragonkin’s scales.
The fairies had to target the gaps in the scales due to their lack of strength, but that was just because they were weak.
– Kwadddeuk!
“Gwaaaaaah!”
Durandal’s teeth tore through the dragon-like scales without hesitation, leaving deep wounds in the Dragonkin’s flesh.
Only the fully-winged Dragonkin—equivalent to hero-level humans—might withstand my strikes. The scales of wingless Dragonkin couldn’t endure my slashes.
“Pathetic. They only look tough on the outside!”
I swung Durandal and the Red Scale Saber like a storm, smashing through Dragonkin, skeletons, and the occasional Spirit Arrow.
“Your back is open!”
With enemies swarming from all sides, two arms weren’t enough to block everything, but… it wasn’t a problem.
“Nope, it’s not.”
With a short sneer, two crimson tentacles burst from my back, gripping the remaining two Red Scale Sabers and drawing them.
The storm of slashes continued. The sabers, wrapped in the Life Force Technique’s tentacles, swept through the Dragonkin targeting my back.
[Ahahaha! This is fun. They’re just tough enough to make smashing them satisfying!]
Hersela, wielding the sabers with the tentacles as arms, laughed excitedly, praising the sensation of crushing them.