The Regressed Blood Knight’s Strategy

Chapter 76

The Bloodsky blade had an amazing ability. It could transform into any weapon. Kane suddenly extended his left arm forward and pulled his right arm back behind his ear.

[Breath of the Blood Tiger (SR-) has been activated.]

[Blood Oath (4 Runes) manifests.]"

At that moment, Blata wondered what this was. Standing straight, suddenly crossing his swords in an X shape…

At first glance, it looked like he was drawing a bow.

"Oh!"

Blata jumped down to the ground and started hopping around.

However, the surprise was far from over. The sword in Kane's hand transformed into a bow. The Bloodsky blade, which was once a sword, turned into a liquid and reshaped itself into a bow. Soon, blood droplets gathered around him, forming crimson arrows.

"Blood Wave"

A short murmur. Simultaneously, the crimson arrow tore through the air. Unlike ordinary arrows that fly in an arc, this one flew straight, as if chasing something.

Its target was behind Count Dyer—the Green Wolf Riders charging on their green wolves.

Swoosh!

The sound of air being ripped apart. The mana arrow carried such immense power that Count Dyer quickly noticed it.

"Such a petty trick!"

He drew the great sword from his back. Despite its seemingly massive weight, he wielded it lightly and sliced the crimson arrow in half, as if cutting through water. The arrow split effortlessly and Count Dyer was confident he had destroyed the mana arrows.

However, that was a miscalculation. The fragments of the sliced crimson arrow caused a significant wave the moment they touched the knights.

Boom!

Count Dyer turned his head at the sound of bones crunching.

Startled by the absurd sight, he instinctively pulled hard on the reins, stopping his horse.

“What the hell is this?”

Fury filled Count Dyer's eyes.

It was because the bodies of dozens of members of the knights following him were contorted.

They looked as if they had been forcibly crushed.

However, the Green Wolf riders were relatively better off.

After all, they were the elite knights of Dyer.

The real problem was with those who weren't part of the Green Wolf riders.

Their bodies swelled up gradually and then burst with a ‘pop’ sound.

It wasn't just one or two who died like that.

There were hundreds.

These were not forces to be lost so senselessly.

They were individuals whose average power had reached the beginner-tier of 4th class.

“Is this some sort of black magic?”

The surroundings were utterly devastated.

It was as if a plague had struck.

Bodies swelled up like balloons and then burst.

Even so, there were only hundreds.

It wouldn't even make a dent in his forces.

At that moment.

“Lord! Look ahead. Some madman is charging at us alone.”

A man with red hair tied back was charging towards them with a spear.

“Someone I’ve never seen before.”

Although he had been away from the family for a long time, he knew the situation in Rehinar better than anyone else.

After all, Hatzfeld brought him information about the world every day.

Yet there was no information about that person.

While Count Dyer was trying to remember if he missed any information.

“Lord, arrows again!”

“Everyone, form a defensive line!”

He shouted towards Dyer’s forces.

Knights in heavy armor came forward.

As they raised their great swords over their chests.

Jiiing-

A green barrier was formed around them.

Dyer’s pride, the defensive formation.

It was called the Gate of Sanctuary.

Thud!

Red arrows struck the Gate of Sanctuary.

The arrow spun violently.

It moved as if it was trying to break through the obstacle in front of it.

As expected.

A crack appeared in the Gate of Sanctuary.

Count Dyer’s eyes widened.

“The Gate of Sanctuary has been damaged? Who shot such a formidable arrow? The Blue flash, Cedric?”

He quickly turned his head towards Rehinar.

Despite the distance, he could see someone in his view.

A figure standing on the city wall.

“Kane… Rehinar?!”

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

He checked and rechecked, but the result was the same.

While he was in shock, the red arrow pierced part of the Gate of Sanctuary.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking was unmistakable.

Although the damage was less severe than the first time, those of lower skill still died horribly.

Dyer’s misfortune...

...had only just begun.

Soon, Mikhail’s ruthless slaughter commenced.

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Before Mikhail left the city gates, Kane’s secret voice was heard.

“Do not kill Count Dyer first.”

“In war, killing the leader first can greatly demoralize the enemy.”

“We can’t kill him so easily.”

“Then what should I do?”

“Slaughter everyone except Count Dyer.”

“…Understood.”

Slaughter was not Mikhail’s hobby.

But what could he do?

It was an order from the one he served as his master.

He had no choice but to follow it with all his might.

He charged towards the massive force in front of him.

As he drew upon the fire rune,

his spear was instantly engulfed in flames.

The moment his calves swelled,

Whoosh!

Mikhail leapt high into the sky.

Grasping the flaming spear with both hands,

he thrust it down towards the ground.

Five streams of flame split the earth, engulfing Dyer’s forces.

“Ack!”

“Ugh.”

Screams echoed without mercy.

Just as Mikhail was about to push off the ground again,

A massive sword swung towards him.

Count Dyer with his face twisted with rage, was attacking Mikhail.

Mikhail didn’t dodge; he met the great sword head-on.

Clang!

Count Dyer was pushed back, sliding across the ground.

“I… got pushed back?”

His pupils quivered.

Who was he?

He was the count who had reached the mid tier of the 5th class.

A respected figure even in the declining empire.

Yet he was being overpowered by a young man in his mid-twenties.

It was inconceivable.

Moreover, the opponent continued to attack Dyer’s forces, ignoring him.

“How dare you ignore me, you bitch!”

Count Dyer, still arrogant and unaware of the situation, shouted.

He should have realized the difference in power from their earlier clash.

He targeted Mikhail from behind.

With a sword brimming with wood energy, he aimed to decapitate Mikhail.

“I have no business with you yet.”

Mikhail’s spear was at Count Dyer’s head.

Instead of smashing his head,

Mikhail used his mana to rattle the count’s brain.

The spear merely touched his head, yet a popping sound came as the air around the back of his head exploded.

He was knocked out instantly.

Dyer’s forces were horrified by the sight.

“Hurry, protect the Lord!”

“You villain! Release the Lord!”

“Wicked fiend! Kill him!”

Mikhail suddenly became the villain.

It seemed they didn't consider their own actions.

They thought of themselves as righteous.

“This is why the Young Master wants to kill you all.”

Mikhail kicked the unconscious Count Dyer aside and pushed off the ground.

As his spear moved, it emitted the roar of a dragon.

One against thousands.

Despite the overwhelming numbers, Mikhail did not falter.

His opponents' skills couldn’t even reach his toes.

Thus, he used his Dragon Spear Technique without hesitation.

As the flames of his spear roared,

“That's enough!”

Green chains emerged from the ground, binding Mikhail's hands and feet.

The magic-wielding holy knights.

They were Dyer's most formidable unit, known as the Holy tree Knights.

A group of 150 individuals who had reached the High-tier of 4th class.

For a moment, Mikhail's movements were halted by their magic.

But the shackling magic couldn’t hold him.

Crack!

Mikhail shattered the binding magic in an instant.

He then thrust his spear into the ground.

“Dragon’s Claw.”

Once again, five streams of flame split the earth, sweeping through Dyer’s forces.

And that wasn’t all.

Five more streams of flame scraped the ground from different directions, converging and crossing.

Anyone within that area was torn apart and killed.

The battlefield reeked of blood.

Blood spurted continuously, soon covering the area in a crimson mist.

“Stop him!”

“Arrows are falling again!”

Dyer’s forces were in chaos.

They outnumbered their opponent, yet they were the ones suffering.

The unexpected outcome was baffling.

How could they have known they would suffer when attacking Rehinar?

If asked, everyone on the continent would have shared the same opinion.

Duke Carl was bedridden with a severe illness.

Only Cedric and the Guardian Knights were holding up Rehinar.

This was why they underestimated Rehinar, thinking its fate was sealed.

Fear began to spread through Dyer’s camp.

A creeping sense of defeat in the battle was rising.

* * *

The residents of Rehinar were trembling with anxiety over the news that had spread through the territory.

"Is it true there's a battle happening outside the east gate?"

"Was that news for real?"

"It looks like Count Dyer himself has brought an army."

"Why all of a sudden?"

"Perhaps because the marriage arrangement with Lady Sara fell through."

"How audacious of them."

"In the old days, they wouldn't have dared to make a peep."

"Should we go to the east gate and take a look?"

"Let's do that."

A large number of residents headed towards the Rehinar mansion.

The eastern gate was at the back of the mansion.

If you peeked through the small hole at the bottom of the wall, you could roughly see the situation at the front.

"Gasp!"

"W-What is it?"

One resident who saw the battlefield through the hole couldn't continue speaking.

The same was true for the others.

They soon raised their heads to look up at the top of the wall.

There, Kane Rehinar was relentlessly shooting arrows.

Joseph, who was watching from atop the wall, had a reaction similar to the residents.

"Is this a dream...?"

He rubbed his eyes.

Yet the scene before him remained unchanged.

That once arrogant force.

The emerging power, the Dyer family troops, were being mercilessly crushed.

A completely one-sided massacre.

How should one interpret this?

"It's too one-sided."

Joseph had come to see how Kane would stop Dyer.

If Kane failed to stop him, Joseph was ready to step in himself.

He had planned to save Rehinar from danger and leave without any regrets, but...

An unexpected situation had unfolded.

"Young master, I think an explanation is needed."

"Even though it's wartime, I'll answer because it's Sir Joseph asking. Go ahead."

"Who is that man?"

"Mikhail Pervatz, a spearman I brought from the Black Crow Exchange."

"Are you saying there was a High-tier 5th-class slave there?"

"He was hiding his identity."

"How did you find such a slave?"

Bang!

A red arrow pierced through the air.

Kane turned and gave him a bright smile.

"I was lucky. Any more questions?"

"I just... cannot comprehend your strength, young master."

Blata answered in Joseph's place.

"A human like you will never understand Kane. So don't even try. It's a waste of effort."

Blata boasted on behalf of Kane.

Kane was a man he acknowledged.

He was growing into a being that could challenge the gods.

Yet, for a mere inferior human to try to understand Kane?

It was laughable.

Even if he were reborn, he would never understand Kane.

"As he said, it's a bit difficult to explain that part. It's a very long story. Any other questions?"

"My curiosity is only about you and that man."

"How about staying and working in Rehinar?"

"I will follow your wishes, young master."

"Good. As a commemoration, I'll avenge your mother and the former commander of the guardian knights. Those guys will be the starting point of my revenge."

Kane pulled the bowstring taut.

The red arrow turned purple this time.

"Meteor of the Exploding Phoenix"

The purple arrow left the bowstring.

Not in a straight line, but towards the sky.

When the arrow reached its highest point,

Bang, it exploded.

It looked like a meteor shower falling from the sky.

Dozens of meteors fell towards Dyer's troops.

Joseph, who was behind Kane, spoke in a trembling voice.

"T-That was the 4th Rune!?"

Joseph was so shocked he almost fell backward.

Only the supreme beings of the continent possessed the 4th Rune (Oath).

The power of the Twelve star Lords was seen in Kane Rehinar.