"What the fuck?!"
A soldier tattered and in blood-soaked clothes stumbled on the scene of a carnage. Eyes wide in horror, he observed.
He trembled, his entire body wracked with violent shivers.
An overwhelming sense of dread consud him, leaving his mouth parched and his legs unsteady.
His heart pounded in his chest like a war drum, threatening to burst through his ribcage.
The grueso scene before him seed like sothing out of a nightmare, too horrific to exist in reality.
Everywhere he looked, he saw n and won tearing into each other with a savagery that defied comprehension, but it looked like many people had been killed already.
Those fighting in this frenzy wielded their weapons with a fury that bordered on madness, their faces contorted in masks of rage and fear. So were even smiling as if they had just received a Christmas present.
But the ones fighting weren't just the soldiers coming from Khunelerp, Etrium, or Hin. Even the blackguards were joining in the fun.
"What the fuck is going on here?" The man's voice trembled because the last thing he wanted to do was to attract so of these psychos and have to fight them.
He watched as a man drove his sword through the chest of another soldier, his eyes blazing with a feral light. The wounded soldier scread in agony while his blood splattered the ground.
The watching man felt bile rising in his throat and an unsettling fear bubbling up. He had to get out of there; he had to find soone to report this matter to.
Turning on his heel, the soldier ran, his feet pounding against the ground as he fled the scene behind him, never looking back.
However, as he tried to give an explanation to the situation, only one crossed his mind. Erik Romano, their target, had to have sothing to do with that carnage. He could be the only one wanting and having the power to do that.
Of course, this was just a thought. He didn't have proof, but he wasn't so crazy as to not consider Erik Romano being implicated.
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In another part of the city, an officer was looking at a holographic map, checking the battlefield situation.
There was a huge cluster of soldiers in so area in the south, but as more ti passed and the more the dots connected to their vitals vanished.
He was the one who sent scouts there to see how the situation was. Erik Romano might have been there, but better be certain. The problem was that none of the soldiers there reported anything.
Just then, a soldier ca in.
"Sir!"
The officer looked up from his map, his brow furrowing. "Report, soldier. What's the situation?"
The soldier, panting and visibly shaken, struggled to catch his breath. "Sir, it's chaos out there. Our troops... they've turned on each other. It's a bloodbath."
"What?"
The officer's face grew serious as he heard the news. His forehead wrinkled with worry.
In truth, Levium wasn't wrong. Erik had high levels of mana, but nothing out of scale, like his physical stats were. In fact, the only reason he survived until now was because he fought on the ground, where he could take advantage of his powerful body, and by doing that, leveling up and recharging his mana.
For months, Levium had to find suitable people for this hunt. Mostly people with powerful ranged brain crystal powers.
But humanity seed to have a knack for elental powers. Those weird, unexpected, and truly powerful brain crystal powers like his were almost nonexistent.
For months, the blackguards had to arm them and give them new and selected brain crystal powers. The amount of resources they had to spend was astronomical.
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