Under the illuminating moon, the floor was filled with crimson fluid. The disaster had hit the town.
At one time, it appeared as an end, but then a figure appeared. The moment he started assisting them, they were again hopeful of victory.
There were many casualties, but somehow, they could push all the monsters back from the wall and eliminate the ones that had already climbed.
"Thanks for the assistance," said the old man as he approached the one responsible for this.
However, the figure pointed his palm toward the old man, as if asking him not to come close.
Everyone looked at the back of the figure; this attitude was disrespectful in their eyes, but they were forced to keep their mouths shut, as the reason they were all alive was because of him.
The figure approached the wall and kept looking toward the darkness. His purple eyes shone in the moonlight as he tried to look for the opposites.
Out of nowhere, he jumped down.
Onlookers were shocked; for a moment, they were stunned. Many approached the wall, and their eyes fell on the figure falling down.
Just when it looked like he would get injured, two wings appeared on his back, and he glided to the surface smoothly.
The moment he landed, countless beats charged at him, and he swung his hands in the air. In the middle of his swing, two swords appeared on his hands.
A purple fire surrounded the edges of his sword as he landed lethal attacks on them, and their corpses fell.
Other beasts started growling, trying to intimidate him. He stared at them in the eyes.
A group of humanoid monsters with large claws and wolf-like heads was facing him. They kept roaring, trying to intimidate him, but these tactics were useless against him.
He raised his hands, and the ring appeared again around him. The next moment, the cannons also appeared behind him.
'Bang!'
They started shooting at the opposition. The masked figure created some hand signs, and multiple magic circles appeared, shining in glacial blue.
The beasts charged at him. He snapped, and countless chains appeared again, charging at the monsters. They hit the magic circles and were surrounded by a layer of ice.
They tried to dodge them, but there were just too many chains. Their agility was useless against them.
Their claws extended and shone crimson in the moonlight as they slashed them at the chains.
Some chains broke apart, but most were able to absorb the impact. After the initial attack, the monsters had no chance; the chains bound them.
'Bang'
The monsters caught by the chains were perfect targets for the cannons; they showed their firepower and made big holes in the bodies of the multiple beasts.
'Swish' 'Swish'
Cuts appeared on the neck of a monster, and his eyes widened in surprise as he saw no incoming attack. A similar scene followed, and the bodies of monsters kept piling up.
Others watched from the top of the wall as they saw the terrifying monsters being slaughtered like helpless lambs. It was as if they had forgotten they were ferocious beasts.
"Who is this guy? He is eliminating them all by himself." I asked a girl soldier.
Everyone had calmed down now; some had even started smiling.
"I don't know; I don't remember someone like him in the town," replied the other soldier.
Everyone was curious about his identity. The old man who was the captain said, "I think he is the one who accepted the mission we have given to DU University."
"Oh." Many were shocked; never had they thought it would be a young guy.
"As expected of a top university, even their first students are this strong," commented another person.
"I don't think everyone is that strong; it's just this one," replied the other one.
"Soldiers, Assist him. We are in the middle of a battle; there is no time for talks. Mages and archers fire."
"Adventurers, you defend the wall; some monsters are ignoring him and coming toward us."
"Yes Sir," Everyone got serious again and took their positions.
Mages and archers attacked the incoming Beast Horde.
'Boom' The monsters kept charging.
However, a figure charged at them with a sword each in both his hands. He flashed through them, and each time his sword moved, it landed a lethal cut on the opponent.
Rather than wall defense, this looked like a one-sided mask, but it was then, 'Roarr'
Countless roars came, and when the onlookers looked toward the forest, they saw countless monsters coming.
Leading them this time were huge, seven-foot-tall giant monsters with brown manes. Each one of them was fogged by a pack of black-furred monsters that were bigger than normal ones.
The feet of the old man started shaking when he looked at their numbers. "Impossible. How can there be so many of them?"
Others also felt helpless. It appeared that the real battle was just about to start.
"The information said that it was just a small horde, but this one appears to be medium-sized. Without our main forces, how can we defend against them?"
"It's over; it's hopeless now. How can we be so unlucky? There had never been two attacks in the same year."
"How can the intel be wrong? I can't believe it," said the woman as her eyes became teary and she fell on her knees.
"Wait, we are not alone; we have that guy; maybe we will be able to win," said a man.
"How can it be possible? He is just one person; he is also a human. With time, he will get tired. He has used many skills; he might not even have a lot of mana."
"It's over; why would he even risk his life? His job here is already done."
Everyone's eyes shifted toward the figure that was standing still in his place. They looked at him with hopeful eyes.
Many were praying for some kind of miracle, but deep down, they also had lost hope.
The figure stood in his place with his hands folded, and he stared at the upcoming wave of opportunities without any reaction.
These numbers might have intimidated others, but for him, five thousand was not much; he had seen countless opportunities from a species more terrifying than them.
It was when he was weaker that he depended on his shadow soldiers. It was a pity that he couldn't bring them with him.
He never really tried to find a way to summon them. If he had tried, he would have easily found a way.
It was because he didn't want to depend on them every time; too much power can also become a hurdle to his growth.
His hands slowly fell to his sides, and two swords appeared on them.
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