Re:Zero: Starting from the Great Transformation

The guard said as he handed my adventurer certificate back to me.

"grateful."

I took the certificate handed to me by the guard and put it in my pocket, waving behind me.

After receiving my signal, Ariel and the others looked at each other, covered their bodies with their wide cloaks, and approached this side slowly.

Ariel and the others quickly attracted the attention of the guards, who immediately raised their hands to stop them.

"Those people behind you, show your identity first if you want to leave the city..."

"Shh-"

I threw punches at high speed.

The fist grazed the guard's jaw with incredible precision.

With a violent tremor, the guard's eyes rolled back, he lost consciousness on the spot, and his body collapsed weakly.

I gently caught his body before he completely fell, and at the same time winked at Ariel and others behind me.

Everyone immediately quickened their pace, quickly crossed the gate and ran out of the city.

"Hey, what's going on over there?"

The next moment Ariel and others left the city gate.

The guards patrolling around noticed the abnormality here and immediately rushed over with many guards without hesitation.

"You go first, leave these people to me!"

I growled, then took a step in the opposite direction of Ariel and the others, facing the attacking patrol head-on.

A battle with Atofi.

It gave me a new understanding of Beishenliu.

After the death of the first Northern God Kalman, Atuofei's swordsmanship became the most orthodox Northern God style in the world.

Different from the Qiba School that has been gaining popularity recently, the Beishenliu of the Atuofei School adheres to the concept of defeating the enemy with all means at hand and is a sword art of justice.

Although Beishenliu is one of the three major swordsmanship schools, it is not limited to swordsmanship.

In other words.

Even without a sword, I can unleash the power of the Northern Divine Style.

The greatest characteristic of Atuofei's swordsmanship is his ability to defeat the majority with the minority.

It was too late, but it was soon.

The battle came quickly and ended just as quickly.

The entire patrol team is composed of more than ten people. Although no one has mastered advanced swordsmanship, there are many who have mastered the intermediate level of Water God Style or North God Style. In addition, they are well-trained. It can be said that even a Saint-level swordsman needs to be cautious when facing such a team.

But that was meaningless to me.

"Bam—"

"Snapped!"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by my bare-handed punches.

The aggressive patrol team was completely defeated almost in an instant.

In the face of absolute power, even the most sophisticated coordination is useless.

"boom--"

A huge flame fell from above my head, enveloping my figure.

The next moment, flames surrounded my entire body.

The magicians on the city wall noticed something was wrong and began to attack with magic.

I rolled and leaped sideways to avoid the magic.

At the same time, I casually removed my left eyeball.

A sharp pain came over me, and a brand new demonic eye formed in my eye socket.

Absorbing the magic eye!

I suddenly looked up.

As the ability of the magic-absorbing eyes was activated, the magic that was originally pouring down like a tide disappeared in an instant, turning into the purest magic power and being absorbed by my magic eyes.

This was the Mystic Eye, which Chishilika called a perpetual motion machine. It could actively absorb magic power from the outside world. Although there was a limit to how much it could absorb instantly, it was clearly not something that could be achieved with an attack of this magnitude.

I continued to fight the patrol, despite the magic attack from above.

Soon, all the patrol guards who had already been defeated were knocked down by me.

It was only a short delay, and someone had already noticed the abnormality here. More guards and even knights were rushing here.

The strength of the Knights of the Asura Kingdom is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary guards.

I glanced at the scene outside the door.

Ariel and the others had already walked a long distance, but it was still not far enough.

My plan was simple: I would buy time for Ariel and the others to reach the rendezvous point outside the city. Then, we would head north until we were out of Asura Kingdom territory.

Not yet.

I have to buy a little more time.

Think about this.

I casually picked up a one-handed sword carried by a guard and shouted:

"Who dares to stop me!"

After saying that, he rushed directly towards the guards who were rushing over.

……

……

The battle lasted about fifteen minutes.

Feeling that it was almost over, I gave up fighting and stepped over the unconscious guards and knights on the ground, crossed the gate and chased in the direction Ariel and the others fled.

I ran all the way for about ten minutes.

A small forest appeared in front of me.

At the edge of the woods, Ariel and the others were waving at me from afar.

Alice, leading the group, led several fine horses. These were all horses I had rented from the Adventurer's Guild using my S-rank adventurer status. Before forcing our way through the gate, I had specifically asked Alice to take the horses out first and wait here.

This way, the rest of the journey will be much easier.

However, just when I was thinking this.

Suddenly, a few puffs of dust rose behind me, followed by the sound of horse hooves.

"Are there any pursuers?"

I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

I didn't expect that after losing so many guards, there would still be people who dared to catch up.

It's really surprising.

I ignored the pursuers for the moment and rushed to Ariel and the others as fast as I could.

Just stopped.

Alice ran over angrily and glared at me unhappily.

"How dare you let me lead the horse? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Get ready for a fight."

"Fight? Is it finally my turn to take action?"

Upon hearing this, Alice's eyes lit up and she began to get ready.

I'm too lazy to complain about Alice's belligerent personality.

He glanced at the approaching pursuers and frowned slightly.

Judging from the sound of horse hooves, the number of pursuers should not be large. The two of them...

No, maybe three people.

Does this mean that the other party is confident that they can successfully intercept me with only three people?

My gaze fell on the anxious Ariel, Sylphy, and the others.

After pondering for a moment, he immediately made up his mind:

"Alice, Luke, the two of you stay with me to intercept the pursuers."

"Sylphy, escort Ariel and continue moving north. Don't stop!"

"We'll catch up after we've dealt with the pursuers."

After he finished speaking, everyone nodded.

It seems that they have no objection to my suggestion.

After all, the situation is urgent now, and it is no longer a question of who will give orders.

soon.

Ariel climbed onto the horse with Sylphy's help.

The two men rushed into the forest at an extremely fast speed and galloped towards the north.

Shortly after the two men left, three approaching pursuers gradually came into my sight.

The leader was a man with a rather strange hairstyle and a peacock tattoo on his face.

Northern Emperor Ober.

Nicknamed the Peacock Sword.

I suddenly felt a little tricky.

No wonder the other party was so confident that he could intercept me with only three people.

The Northern Emperor Ober was the man who founded the Qiba Sect's Northern God School and was praised highly even by Orsted.

I'm afraid this won't be a battle that can be easily resolved...

The second person following closely behind was a male from the Dwarf Tribe.

He was wearing a specially made bright silver armor, which looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

If nothing unexpected happens...

I'm afraid it's the Northern King, Vi Ta.

But when my eyes fell on the second person following closely behind, my eyes suddenly became very complicated.

It was a woman with long ultramarine hair and wearing heavy armor.

Although there were no other conspicuous features, that familiar face reminded me of our first meeting in Ars several years ago.

Water King, Isaruti.

She was still very young and naive at that time, talking about great and simple dreams, and extending a helping hand to me who was still weak.

And I never thought that one day I would have to draw sword against her.

I turned to look at Alice beside me.

She seemed to have realized the identity of the pursuers, and her expression was quite complicated at this moment.

Obel is her master, and Izuruti is her best friend.

Compared to me.

She must be feeling even more depressed right now.