City of Desire Novel Chapter 672: Wildlander III

"You will pay for this bastard!" swore the Ice Mage with eyes filled with Icy fury.

He is a short, slightly fat man with big blue eyes that seed to radiate coldness. Feeling that frozen stare, I shuddered for a mont.

"It is you who will be paying the price with your death, mage!" I spat in reply and moved toward him.

Every part of my body is hurting and feels exhausted. It is trying to shut off, but I can't let that happen. I need to kill the mage, or he will kill my people.

So, I moved toward him, readying my axe for the Frost Spears approaching .

They reached

within seconds, and I swung my axe toward them.

Clang Clang Clang!

My axe tore through the spears, without making

stop even for a mont. The spears were destroyed, while their shards ca at , with many burying into .

They are cold and painful, and making my already bad state worse, but still, they did not stop . I bore it and moved toward the enemy.

Seeing that, the mage's eyes finally turned serious, and he moved, while launching Ice Beams.

I tore through them, but he cast a Frost Thorn on the ground. Imdiately, I jumped to avoid.

As I did, he attacked

with Frost Spears and Ice Beam. I defended against them before landing on the ground.

Hun!

When I saw him, my expression couldn't help but turn sour. I am moving fast, but not fast enough.

He's incredibly fast—he's already closed the gap I had gained. Now I'm running at full speed toward him, yet he matches it effortlessly, almost as if it's nothing. It's clear he's holding back… he could go even faster if he wanted.

"You are better than the information had stated," he said, his expression turning serious.

"Join us, and we will help foster your talent better. Provide you with the resources and training that little Greltheaven couldn't, even in a hundred years," he made a stunning offer.

To say I was surprised would be a gross understatent—but the truth is, I didn't hesitate. Not even for a heartbeat.

"Never!" I replied.

Imdiately, another group of Frost Spears ca, and their numbers were larger than before. My axe crushed through the attack, but another attack was in front of

a second later.

I defended, and another ca, and then another.

He maintained the distance while comfortably slinging spells at .

He will continue to do that until I reach him and finish him off, but that seems impossible. He is too fast, and I am already pushing myself beyond my limit.

I cannot push myself enough to match his speed, much less catch up to him.

Still, I have to do it; it is the only way to kill him.

So, I harnessed more power, and it increased my speed and gave

death-like pain, but it wasn't enough. He was still faster than I.

Once more, he activated the Frozen Ground, and I jumped.

Hun!

As I did that, sharp icy pikes began to fall fast from above. These are not like the Frost Spears that ca from the front; these ones are coming from above.

It wasn't a spell the man had used before.

Clang Clang Clang!

I adjusted my position with the Ariel Adjustnt and addressed their threat.

Thud!

I landed on the ground, in the middle of the second Frost Ground spell. On the least dangerous part, before leaping in the air again.

I could feel the icy spike, but my shoes protected

from it. They wouldn't have, if I had stayed a mont longer.

Hun!

Once more, I defended against the spell in the air, before landing on the ground once more, and was ready to defend against another attack, when I noticed that there was none.

I turned and saw him looking at , deep in thought.

"It seed like attacking you would not work," he said, smiling.

That smile gave

a terrible feeling.

His staff lit up and spell materialized, but to my horror, the Frost Spears didn't co toward ; they went toward my n.

"No!" I scread.

The spears moved, and the shields appeared to try to stop them, but those shields were destroyed, and many spears reached my people.

Piercing their bodies.

I watched them die and felt like dying. I know each of the n. I had trained them myself, and seeing them getting slaughtered, made

want to kill myself for my failure to protect them.

I am a failure as a leader. Seeing them killed, but unable to do anything, hit my soul.

I am pushing myself hard, going beyond every limit, but I know it is not enough.

I prayed to the goddess and pushed myself as much as possible, but I couldn't anymore. I had reached the breaking point; going beyond it is impossible.

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"This is the price you will pay for every mont of resistance," he said with a laugh.

A mont later, another batch of Frost Spears appeared, with numbers double that of before, and shot toward my n.

"I will kill you!" I roared with desperation, helplessness, and promise. It might be impossible, but I will kill the bastard, even if it's the last thing I do.

Boom!

Sothing shattered inside

in that instant—raw, powerful, and imnse.

It was like the Wild Forest itself had co alive within , but with a fierce, undeniable order.

As it happened, the expressions of the enemy and my n changed drastically. I could feel the eyes of officers, who seed to forget for the mont that death was coming toward them.

On the other side, the enemy's faces drained of color, stunned into silence.

It took

a mont to realize what it was, and when I did, I was shocked.

Aura! I had awakened the aura.

The thing I had not even dared to dream about had happened. The aura is awakened by the powerful, like Lord Silver, or important people like Chief Salt and Miss Barb.

Not a wild orc like .

Maybe it is the gift from the goddess. Given to

to save my n.

It took a mont for the aura to co back. As I did, the Rhythm of Wild began to play, a note I hadn't heard before from it.

Though I understood it, it filled

with hope as I could defend against my people from spears that were moving to kill them.

The only thing I had to do was push my aura into my body and skill.

I did that, but to my shock, I felt a wall was blocking

from doing it.

'Nothing will stop

from saving my n!' I thought. I am feeling hope for the first ti, and I will let nothing stand in the way.

With that thought, I pushed toward it with every ounce of my will.

The wall resisted, but soon, Aura was pushed into every part of my body and the skills.

Imdiately, the shocking changes occurred.

Strength filled my body, and my skills felt like they went into overdrive. The view in front of

beca sharper, while my speed increased.

I began to move at a speed that I had not thought possible. If not for Predator's Gaze enhancing my vision, I would have seen everything blurry.

Seeing, I pushed even more aura into my skills. Moving even faster.

In ti, I appeared in front of my n and turned to the Frost Spears that had appeared before .

There are sixteen of them, and earlier, I wouldn't have been able to defend against them all. Even now, I have no confidence with this enhancent, but I have to try.

With that conviction, I swung my axe toward them with a Wild Swing, and my axe moved with the speed I didn't think possible.

Clang Clang Clang!

My axe tore through one Ice Spear after another while shards ca at

as usual, but this ti, not one of them could pierce through my skin.

At most, they could make a scratch; the Survivor's Protection, enhanced with aura, had stopped them all.

If I hadn't been focused on saving the lives of my n. I would have been in awe of it.

Clang!

The last of the Frost Spears was destroyed, with its shards clashing against , before falling on the ground.

I looked at them before turning to the Mage. His icy blue eyes still held a shock, but as he felt my gaze, fear appeared in them.

I didn't say I wanted to, but I won't waste even a mont.

I want to kill the bastard.

He seed to have understood that and began running away imdiately. At a speed he hadn't shown before.

Ice appeared under his feet, and he began to slide on it. He is moving toward the undead surrounding us.

I can't let that happen. If he reaches the undead horde, it will be tough for

to catch him.

So, I pushed even more aura into my skills and body.

Every step brought

closer to him, despite his incredible speed. To say I was surprised would be a massive understatent—but I didn't hesitate. Not even for a heartbeat. I pushed harder, driving myself faster, determined to reach him no matter what.

Soon, I crossed half the distance, making the man so worried that he had begun to cast the spells in greater intensity.

Frost Wall appeared in front of . It is big and thick, and I would have to crush through it, as going around it would waste more ti.

I reached it within a second and swung my axe toward it with Lion Strength and Wild Swing.

Bang!

The axe crushed through it, and I moved without stopping, but the very next second, another Frost Wall appeared in front of ; not one or two.

There is another one behind it!

I pushed more aura into my arms and skills and swung my axe again.

Bang!

I blasted through the walls, only to see Frost Field before . I wanted to test my protection, but didn't take the risk and leaped imdiately.

Clang Clang Clang!

He seed to expect that, as I found four Ice Beams in front of

and sharp, long Ice Spikes descending from above.

I activated Ariel Adjustnt and pushed aura into it.

Clang Clang!

The next mont, I was astonished by what I could do with that skill. The way I was able to adjust myself in the air made

feel like I was walking on it.

My axe moved, and I defended and dodged the beams and spikes until nothing remained before landing on the safest spot of the frost ground.

Still, one of the ice pikes hit , but the Survivor's Protection protected

before I leaped again.

Every step and leap brought

closer to him. He runs fast, getting closer to the undead, making

push my aura even harder.

Finally, there were only a few ters between us when he turned his head back to .

"Don't force

to use my strongest spell, orc!" threatened the mage. "Do it!" I replied.

I may not know much about people, but I know enough that they will use everything they have when they are running for their lives.

I moved, crushing through everything, until only two ters remained between us.

A few more steps and I could finally attack him.

Another Frost Wall appeared in front of . Once I destroy it, I can attack him, and I want to finish him in a single attack, because we are only a few ters away from the undead.

Bang!

My axe tore through the shield, and imdiately, the Rhythm spiked, warning of danger.

When I saw it, the shock couldn't help but appear in my eyes. I am not surprised by the attack, but by the spell he had used.

I give him credit for all my rage toward the man. He is intelligent.

It didn't attack with a pure offensive spell like Frost Lances or Ice Beams, but sothing that would give him a chance to escape.

The spell is Winter's Hand. It's a huge hand made of frigid mist. It is cold, colder than freezing rain, and it is now directly in front of .

Like Freezing Rain, it couldn't be defended.

It could be avoided, but I could with my speed. However, it will give the enemy precious ti.

I do not want to do that. So, I pushed more aura into Survivor's Protection and Survivor's Healing and moved toward the hand.

The next mont, the large hand of thick mist enveloped .

Imdiately, thick frost began to cover my whole body. Wanting to freeze . It is a powerful spell, capable of freezing a Lv. 30.

It took an instant for the frost to cover my whole body, and now it is thickening.

It wants to slow

down, but I can't let that happen. I pushed more aura into the Wild Dash and Officer's Run. Bearing the pain, the broken skill is giving .

Shrouded in frost and swirling icy mist, I surged forward—silent, unstoppable—and instantly materialized behind the mage. His look of sheer shock was all the confirmation I needed.

Imdiately, I swung my axe, pushing every bit of aura I had into the Wild Swing. Lion's Strength and Keen, while the man tried to move even faster, all while multiple defensive spells covered him.

My axe moved, cracking the thick frost covering , and reached him.

The first defensive thod is Frost Energy layer; it didn't even last a mont before my axe crushed through it, before reaching the second layer of thick stone ice.

My axe cut through it smoothly. Keen increases sharpness; with the addition of aura, the blade of my axe had beco even sharper.

The last layer was the strongest; it had covered the fat mage with an icy shawl. It was thin, yet powerful, allowing it to resist for a fraction of a second.

Rip!

"Stop, I"

With eyes filled with horror, he tried to stop, casting another spell, but like his sword, the spell had also stopped midway as my axe lodged in his heart.

Pachac!

A mont later, I swung my axe again, decapitating him and destroying any chance of him being saved at the last mont.

I had killed him, and now I just want to collapse. Every part of

is screaming in imnse pain, and I am tired, but I cannot.

My people are still fighting, and I have to keep going—stronger, smarter, and better than before.

Too many have died because of . That blood is on my hands.

I won't let another life be lost.

Hun!

With that thought, I moved toward my n, when a suppressive feeling ca over . Soone has awakened the aura.