After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The world is not just about one accidental child. The inexplicable sense of familiarity emanating from the other party made Oswald dare not hesitate for a moment and instantly launched a slash.

Using someone else's reconstructed body, the vocabulary of your homeland... Annie, is this what you've brought here?!

The storm tore and howled across the sword's edge. A look of surprise flashed in the girl's eyes as her head, along with beads of blood, swirled high into the air, her entire body vanishing under the raging wind blades.

Snapped!

It sounded like the flick of a switch, or like a snap of fingers. Hundreds of meters away from Oswald, a civilian kneeling and praying devoutly in front of his door suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist amidst the crisp sound.

Then came the second group, the third group... one after another, the windows of the houses were stained red, and the glass was marked with finger marks, plunging the entire block into a deathly silence.

The bloodstains that covered the earth reconstructed the girl's body, and the woman with the secret still spoke with a light laugh.

"Your strength is too great, Oswald. A single ordinary slash can kill thousands of people."

She stroked her pale neck, the smooth skin bearing no marks of a sword. "Can't we just sit down and talk this over? Or do you want to try and slaughter the entire royal city?"

The girl offered sincere advice, but Oswald took her words as a provocation.

[No need to rush, host, use immortality magic against her.]

Oswald nodded upon hearing this, and as he sheathed his sword, he took out the platinum staff from his system space. As he swung the staff, the girl's attention was indeed drawn to the light emitted by it.

In an instant, she raised her palm, and countless threads made of black flesh and blood slashed out. The girl reacted immediately and dodged. The same blood-red threads wove a large net, blocking all the black flesh and blood, and shooting out a sizzling sound like being fried.

Oswald stepped out and vanished in the blink of an eye. Several corrupt chains burst from the ground, precisely piercing the girl's limbs, only to be swallowed and neutralized by the blood-red light flashing in her eyes.

Unwilling to calculate how many people the other party had killed, Oswald suddenly tore through the giant net, gripped the other party's neck, and slammed the girl through half a street. The magic crystals in his body were running wildly, and the girl, who had just been pulled from the rubble, let out a heart-wrenching scream.

That was the immortal magic that had transformed into a miniature serpent, pouring out from Oswald's strong arms and tearing fiercely at the girl's body, which was composed of pure life.

The staff in his other hand spun rapidly and then pressed against the girl's chin. In an instant, the black flames of the bone dragon that swept across the hillside burst into flames, engulfing the girl's entire body.

The intense struggle and twisting generated crimson waves of life energy.

As the erosion of immortality began, the girl's serene smile was finally replaced by fear. Pulls of flesh were peeled away by the surging immortal magic, and as her bones were exposed, her soul was pulled into the abyss.

"The spiral of desire, the circle of rules, the boundary of natural selection, the thread woven with blood."

And there it was again, that inexplicable phrase, squeezed out from between the girl's blood-stained teeth.

Oswald tilted his head, then turned his gaze to Tina, who was piercing the void behind him. The layers of blooming mirror flowers and water moons shone with an extremely dangerous cold light, and then vanished in an instant into the thunderstorm that swept through the entire street.

Boom!

In battles between the strong, speed is paramount!

As the ferocious lightning element pierced through the airwaves, knocking Tina back hundreds of meters, the gates of hell suddenly opened amidst the rampant spread of corrupting chains. The ominous sound of steel, like a muffled wind chime, swallowed up the unprepared Tina like a twisting thicket of thorns.

No one could see what was happening inside; only blood was gushing out. A corrupt chain tore open a metal arm, which flew swiftly to Oswald's side and was instantly pulled into the space by the system.

The numbers on the online store page were flashing, and a bright "1" caught Oswald's eye.

With no time to redeem the goods, Oswald dropped the girl and leaped into the air, simultaneously placing his staff into the system space.

As Nicole suddenly appeared beneath him, Oswald caught a glimpse of Paul, who was struggling to his feet from the ruins, covered in wounds. The dark red serrated sword drawn from his waist sliced ​​through the dark clouds above.

This dark red serrated sword, named "Insect Calamity" by the system, is a weapon forged from the skeleton and spine of an undead giant python, combined with the endless wind elements of the Primordial Light, and infused with the magic crystal of a giant insect.

Its quality is unknown, but in Oswald's vision, the unique serrated structure of the insect would allow him to cut through all divine weapons.

Nicole, whose soul had long been buried, looked up at Oswald in mid-air with her empty compound eyes, and then once again released a curse called hunger with herself as the center.

As the ritual unfolded, she became the most terrifying predator in the history of this land. Countless horrific screams echoed through the sky, and deep, bone-revealing gashes appeared on people's bodies. A torrent of life, formed from fresh flesh and blood, converged wildly within her frail body.

As the sharp blue of the sky faded, the storm crashed down, and the heads surrounding Nicole suddenly revealed pale teeth.

"What happened?!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, sending smoke and torrents rushing along the crumbling city wall into the distance. The rain lost its color, the trees fell, and bricks, tiles, and wooden beams swirled and fell from the sky. The tall, ancient city wall in front of them also spewed out millennia-old dust towards the fighting army.

The flustered soldiers pulled Commander Kate up from the ground, all looking blankly at the black cloud of energy that was rapidly churning and swirling within the royal city, bursting with countless thunderbolts and lightning.

"Your Majesty the Duke?"

The chaotic battlefield seemed to lose its order in an instant. Kate quickly climbed onto her horse, preparing to gather the troops fighting on the front line, when she saw a huge stone wobbling and falling off the city wall, splashing mud all over the ground.

In Kate's silence, two cracks wider than an arm spread rapidly across the city wall like teeth marks.

The isolated wall began to shake violently. Kate gripped his spear tightly, while Falkov, only 700 meters away, was completely exhausted and pale as he watched the falling bricks crash to the ground.

The heavy blows felt like they were striking his heart, tugging at the last lifeline of the royal city.

Federico, who had temporarily added his students to the Second Division's ranks and suspended the teaching program, also silently pulled his genius soldier Forrest Gump back behind him.

Through the gaps, streaks of light flashed as the fierce battle raged within the royal city.

Storms, red light, blood lines, mirror flowers, corpses, and countless swords and spears clashing violently, the shockwaves from the explosions surging in the confined space, and the battles waged by these top experts were relentlessly eroding the already precarious city walls.

The stench of blood wafting from the city was stronger than that of the battlefield, staining their skin red and piercing a chilling aura.

A team of demon scouts who had secretly infiltrated human territory from the sea were so startled that they almost dropped their binoculars.

Have all the damn humans gone mad?

Are they raising venomous insects in their own capital? What kind of monsters will ultimately emerge victorious?!

"Concentrate the catapults on that one spot and bombard it mercilessly!"

With victory in sight, Kate certainly wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by. Some dilapidated houses, if you don't kick them, you never know whether they'll collapse or a group of strong men will crawl out.

The current situation is that the strongest men in the human kingdom are fighting inside this dilapidated house, and Kate can't wait to kick it.

The orders passed down from top to bottom did not escape Falkov's notice. As soon as the first catapult began to adjust its direction, he suddenly let out an angry shout.

"All royal guards, charge forward and destroy their catapults!"

As the battle resumed, Count Rondo, who was also keeping a close eye on the enemy's movements, threw away his bow and arrows, grabbed a spear, and charged into the battlefield.

"Northern lads, follow me!"

"kill!"

The entire Fourth Division, with its elite troops as the spearhead, a total of 12,000 men charged into the battlefield, their target being the royal guards who had just begun their operation.

Smoke rose again, and huge rocks slashed through the air with deafening roars.

At this moment, both the Central Army and the Northern Army launched their final fierce attack. Several scattered elite units stirred up an unprecedented melee. Even Kate lost command of the front-line troops due to Rondo's sudden action.

But Federico was no pushover either. After becoming an instructor, he returned to the battlefield with a gaze that was noticeably more composed and sharp than before.

He almost immediately ordered all the heavily armored soldiers to fill the defensive line, while selecting the more mobile spearmen to serve as his vanguard in the counterattack.

Erión, whose body was covered in scars, said nothing, but nodded emphatically to Commander Federico, then brandished his spear, which flashed with a cold light, and darted into the chaotic battlefield like a dragon.

The soldiers behind immediately followed, putting in their final bet in this gamble that would determine the future of humanity.