I can evolve everything

Chapter 88 Beast Tide (4)

"Don't just watch, keep pushing!"

Ella's voice came from above.

A short sword struck a dire wolf that was trying to ambush Renn with pinpoint accuracy. The wolf howled in pain, but before it could even struggle, Renn crushed its head with a single stomp.

Ella stood on the high rock wall, dodging and weaving, using her longsword to reap the lives of monsters.

She and Ryan showed amazing chemistry.

Raine was responsible for the frontal crushing and destruction, while Ella was responsible for clearing out any stragglers that tried to slip through the sides or gaps.

Anyone who is knocked down by Raine but not quite dead will have a long sword protruding from their head or eye socket in the next second.

Two men, along with a hundred heavy infantrymen, managed to hold off the beast horde of over two hundred monsters within the second line of defense.

No monster could cross this defensive line.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

After half an hour.

The last monster was sliced ​​in two by Rein's sword, turning into ice shards on the ground.

The battle is over.

The canyon was filled with the smell of blood and burning.

The snowfield had been stained blackish-purple, and there were monster limbs and broken pieces everywhere.

Raine stood in the center of the monsters, leaning on his greatsword.

His armor was splattered with blood, and his black greatsword was soaked in blood.

But he didn't collapse, and his breathing wasn't even too disordered.

The billowing white steam emanating from his body proved that he had just used almost all his strength to activate the "Black Rock Breathing Technique".

"They managed to hold the line so easily."

Sergeant Hank and his men ran up from behind, and were so astonished by the sight before them that they nearly went insane.

Zero deaths.

There wasn't even a serious injury.

Apart from a few unlucky ones who got their heads smashed by monsters or scratched by their claws, the entire team was almost completely unharmed.

This was nothing short of a miracle in previous defensive battles that did not rely on the [Eternal Furnace] defensive array.

"Clean up the battlefield."

Raine pulled the greatsword from the ground and casually wiped the blood off the fur of a monster.

His voice remained steady, as if it were no different from his usual training.

"Pile the corpses downwind and burn them. Don't let the smell of blood attract the big beast tide prematurely."

"Yes, Sir Knight!!"

This time, the soldiers' response was deafening.

In the northern fortresses, where people fight monsters every day and risk their lives, the commander who can lead them to victory is their god.

Raine turned around and looked at Ella on the rock wall.

The half-elf girl was sitting on the edge of the cliff, giving him a thumbs-up and smiling brightly.

"Looks like this sword is quite handy."

Renn glanced down at the two-handed greatsword in his hand.

The originally dull black blade, now bathed in blood, faintly exudes a fierce aura.

"Well enough."

Raine sheathed his sword back into its scabbard.

"But this is just an appetizer."

He raised his head and looked at the still gloomy sky to the north.

Although the battle he had just fought was exhilarating, he knew very well that this level of monster horde was nothing compared to a beast tide.

"Am I strong enough now?"

Raine touched his chest.

His ever-evolving breathing techniques provided him with a perfect answer.

Throughout the battle, no matter how great the impact, his body remained completely unshaken.

But he knew it wasn't enough.

If we're facing that dire wolf king, our current strength won't be enough.

There are about ten days left until the [Limbs Chapter - Compression Amplification] evolution is complete.

"I hope you can come later."

Raine took one last look at the battlefield before him, then turned and walked with Ella toward the encampment.

The snowstorm intensified again and would soon cover up all traces of this place.

But tonight, everyone in Shattered Tooth Canyon will get a good night's sleep.

At night, the wind in Shattered Tooth Canyon carries a mixture of various smells.

This smell is unpleasant; in fact, it's nauseating.

At the downwind end of 【Shattered Tooth Canyon】, after the soldiers had picked out all the useful parts of the monsters' corpses, the useless bodies were piled up in one place, doused with oil, and were now burning fiercely.

Various types of fat and muscle burst and popped in the flames, sending up plumes of black smoke.

Although the burning site was downwind, due to the sheer number of monster corpses, a small portion of the smell still managed to travel against the wind into the encampment, into the soldiers' nostrils, onto their clothes, and even into their freshly prepared dinner.

But the soldiers here didn't take it seriously.

For these soldiers who had just won a defensive battle of moderate scale, this was the taste of victory.

The forecourt of the encampment was temporarily converted into a banquet venue.

Several large iron pots were placed over the campfire, simmering a thick broth—although it was just a paste made from cured meat and vegetables, with plenty of salt and pepper added, it was quite a tasty dinner for the hungry soldiers.

"Homage to our esteemed knight!"

An old soldier with a scar on his face raised his bowl and shouted at Ryan in the corner.

"Honorable Knight!"

"Homage to the two esteemed knights!"

The sounds of commotion rose and fell in waves.

The garrison, which was dull and oppressive just a few days ago, is now full of life.

Ryan sat alone at an old wooden table in the corner.

He did not join the soldiers' revelry, but quietly stroked the two-handed greatsword leaning against him.

The 45-pound sword lay across his knees, the bloodstains on it wiped dry, but it still faintly exuded a murderous aura.

"Aren't you going to grab a drink?"

Ella came over with two bowls of soup and plopped down opposite him, her long red hair casually draped over her shoulders, giving her a somewhat languid look.

"I don't drink alcohol; a couple of sips of soup is the best way to celebrate."

Ryan took the soup and took a sip.

The scalding liquid slid into the stomach, and the internal organs section of the "Black Rock Breathing Technique" began to slowly operate, converting the heat into energy to repair the body.

He glanced at the noisy crowd in the hall.

"Let them make a scene. When you win a battle, you should have a good fuss. They've been holding back for long enough. If they don't let it out, someone will have a mental breakdown in a couple of days."

Ella nodded, stirring the meat in her bowl with her spoon, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

"To be honest, before the game even started, I really didn't expect us to win so easily."

She said softly, her tone unusually serious: "Those are hundreds of berserk monsters. If it were before, many people would probably have died in the first wave of attacks."

Ella looked up at Raine, her crimson eyes reflecting the firelight.

Renn's finger stopped on the spine of the sword.

He wasn't quite used to Ella's serious demeanor, so he changed the subject: "Where's that drunkard Thales? I saw him having a blast earlier."

"He's feeling sorry for his money over there," Ella said, pointing to another corner.

The disheveled monk was slumped over the table, holding an account book, calculating and cursing at the same time.

"What a loss—a huge loss! Three pounds of red sulfur! The Northern Fortress certainly won't be completely destroyed—damn ogres, why didn't they bring some gold coins with them—"

Seeing this, the corners of Renn's mouth turned up slightly.

This is the real North.

There is no glamorous heroism, only mages haggling over a few silver coins, soldiers desperately wielding their swords to survive, and the faint warmth of huddled together for warmth in this cruel winter.