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Chapter 72: Gornat War 3

Everyone around him cheered in unison. Ibro felt his blood boiling again. He looked towards the gap they were supposed to fill. It was near the area of Donal's actions. That felt weirder.

Was it also a coincidence? Ibro started not to believe in coincidences since he came from the future. Everything had a reason but when you don't know it you think it was a coincidence.

Even he suspected that his travel in time for 10 years backward was no coincidence at all. He moved in the center of this small army heading towards the frontlines.

He noticed the challenging looks of Amira. She wanted to prove that she was a better leader than that guy. Ibro felt sad for her. This stage was set for you to be the stepping stone of that hideous man.

But he wouldn't stand still and watch this silly play to occur under his watch. That man was related to these monsters, he was pretty sure of that.

He wouldn't be this idiot like these people and accept a very fair fight with his enemy. War was never fair. When this battalion hit their enemies, they faced a tough time like other battalions.

Massive attacks hit their front groups of soldiers to cause severe causalities in their ranks. Ibro felt more frustrated about this. He also felt more confident in his previous guess.

That attack was unusually heavier than other attacks on other battalions. This scenario was well written, he admitted that to himself. But he would never allow it to succeed and see such a written end.

While Amira's battalion struggled to keep their grounds, a loud voice echoed in the battlefield:

"The supreme commander's daughter's life is in danger. Don't be afraid, I will save you!"

That voice was none other than Donal's voice. That man's battalion changed their course and headed straight towards Amira's battalion.

The distance between the two was never that big from the start. They needed just a few minutes to reach them. Ibro saw glistering drops of tears inside Amira's eyes.

She was in her deepest abyss right now. Ibro just smiled. He would snatch here from here deepest abyss to the highest peak.

"Follow my lead and give orders to support me."

His voice was so low to be like a whisper to her, but it was like a thunder in her ears.

She looked directly to him to see him charging valiantly towards these monsters. Ibro managed to make over 100 Even runes at this time with different ores.

When he got near the frontlines in a matter of seconds, he jumped high up and threw runes towards his enemies. He used his full force supported by his momentum to add more power to his throws.

In just two seconds he managed to throw 10 Even runes towards his enemies while he yelled with his highest voice:

"For Amira!"

His loud cheer seemed dissonant in the general cheer of Donal's name. but when his runes exploded on this battlefield, everything changed. His runes were like nuclear bombs that didn't show any mercy to its enemies.

Inside their wide range of attacks, any monster was rendered motionless in its place. Heavy strikes of black thunder kept hitting these easy targets without stop.

Ibro didn't throw his runes without planning, but he used Dronil's guidance and its god like scout abilities to divide these monsters into small blocks.

All the energy that came to him was massive. Every fraction of seconds many monsters die and a lot more entered his rune range to be killed.

When he landed he didn't notice everyone's attention that was focused on him. He closed his eyes. This act was really strange. He started to guide this energy to his desired location.

This time he didn't add to his brain. He wanted to make a difference here. If he wanted to do so, then his magic attacks wouldn't be enough. He was in a civilization that worshipped strength.

Anything except strength would be ignored by them even if it was magically destructive like his runes. He added half of this energy to his muscles and half to his joints.

Throughout the next few minutes, his runes kept killing enemies in a brutal way. His runes duration was no longer than five minutes. he struggled to keep up the high flow rate of this energy.

Once the five minutes passed, he opened his eyes. The whole battle field was turned speechless and silent from his action. That false heroic charge of Donal was stopped by his attacks.

That was enough for him. He knew his attacks would never be enough to change the course of this war. If he really wanted to make a difference here, he must rally all the surrounding battalion to be under his leadership, to join Amira's flag.

He knew people would be impressed easily by what they saw, but they also can be deceived easily by what they hear. He knew that the gaps he created were filled with new monsters.

That would make his efforts fruitless. But this wasn't his goal from the start. He wanted to stop that scheme from occurring according to the initial plan.

He wanted his enemies to improvise like him. This was a challenge between the two, whose improvise would be better than the other?

He also wanted to raise his Strength and Agility stats as he needed both of them here. He again jumped high in the air and screamed:

"For Amira!"

He threw another 10 runes to the specific locations guided by Dronil. This time his strength was enough for him to make these runes reach their destination easily.

His second shout wasn't received by the same coldness as before, but it didn't cause enough response similar to that hideous man's name cheers.

When his feet touched the ground, he didn't stop. He picked a fallen soldier's sword and moved straight towards his enemies.

"Give orders to follow your lead and move as you move. Make sure to follow my steps and move like I do."

Ibro's whisper sound echoed again in Amira's ears. When he closed his eyes, he was attacked heavily by those long rangers.

Amira would never allow them to succeed in attacking him so she moved with her trusted veterans to shield him. He moved forward while Amira's voice sounded loudly in her battalion:

"Follow my lead and move like I move."

Although she didn't trust Ibro that much, but she knew he had done that attack to save here from that man's disgraced saving attempt. She felt that she owed him one so she followed his words to repay this debt.

She didn't realize that that weakling was trying to push her to the spotlight. Ibro neared those huge turtles.

He knew their shields were very solid. But from his game experience, each turtle monster had three fatal weaknesses. The first is their soft belly which was hidden on the ground right now.

It was impossible for Ibro to hit it. The second was their slow reaction speed. That was why he raised his agility stat. the third weakness lied in a small spot on their backs.

It was the only area that was uncovered by this hard shell. He knew he could hurt them badly through this spot, but to kill them he needed to use tremendous power in his hits.

His attack power would be transmitted into their bodies and smash their internal organs. In the worst case scenarios, they would be heavily wounded and wouldn't be able to join the fight again.

The crippled monster is a dead monster that was the rule. It was the reason why he focused on his Strength stat. when he got the sword in his hand, he recalled his past life experiences.

He was a shield warrior that was using a sword in his attacks. His short sword from before was no different from this long sword he wielded right now, both were swords.

When he plunged into the enemy's ranks he didn't face them head on like what everyone else was doing, but he began to avoid them.

Each monster he passed he would turn and hit that area in its back strongly with his sword. His Strength wasn't enough to kill them in one hit, and he didn't have time to give another hit as those distant monsters kept landing their attacks on his head like rains.

'Dronil, can you save my collected energy for me later?'

'Who do you think I am? I'm not your personal Inventory here. I either use them for myself or I let them dissipate.'

'Then use them. I have no mind or time to use it.'

He needed this energy badly. He wanted to kill one monster per hit.

He was still far from this goal. But what he didn't notice was that behind him Amira and her valiant veterans followed his steps. They evaded monsters in extreme agility as he did.

They attacked monsters and hit them with one stroke as he did. The only difference was that their strength was much higher than him, so one strike caused the monster to die.

That movement was followed by the remaining normal soldiers. They tried to keep up. What made their journey easier was that these turtles weren't moving fast enough to react to their sudden counter attack.

Those distant irritant monsters focused their fire on Ibro and Amira and all those around both of them in the front. In minutes Ibro managed to push the frontline even farther than what that traitor did. Ibro didn't stop.

Although his runes effect began to vanish, he jumped again high in the air to throw another ten. This time he didn't need to shout by anything.

The moment he appeared in the air the entire battlefield echoed with cheers with the name of Amira. He finally reached one of his important goals.

Gathering morale, that was his goal. When he landed on the ground he looked back to Amira and said rapidly:

"Ask all the surrounding battalion to follow your lead now."

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