A Little Desire Of Anti - Hero

Arc I - Chapter 15: Chaos In The Fortress - 2

The sound of an explosion heard earlier made dozens of soldiers deployed, the sound of footsteps echoing along the laboratory hallway.

Finding the door open forcibly, the group of sent guards came to the conclusion that this was where the explosion came from.

One of the guards advanced first, without making much of a fuss. However, as he looked into the room, his facial features were deathly pale.

"What's wrong?" ask another guard.

"Quick the magic inside!" the man's orders without much explanation.

"But—"

"Hurry up!"

Seeing his unusual demeanor, the member also obeyed. "Magic: The Wind Cutter."

The attack of the wind element that was fast and soundless was what was chosen. After the attack was carried out, dozens of guards consisting of mostly witches and a few of them were of the melee combat type advanced.

The reason for the large number of magicians in this laboratory alone was because even though they were not magic scholars like researchers, but they had more mana sensibilities that greatly affected the experimental results. Making them needed in large numbers considering the scale of research projects that are increasingly widespread.

With quick steps, the guards rushed into the room. However, the sight that greeted them almost made them vomit.

The room that was always clean and tidy is now like a storm, the red color coming from the blood paint the walls and floors with the smell of thick rancid rancid. More than that, a roaring moan could still be heard. Although it was good news that they were still alive, but this guard could not imagine the pain felt by those who now had limbs that were not intact.

Under these conditions, the idea is that death is better for them.

After dodging the previous magic attack, Rion immediately attacked. Trying to make the most of the shock the guards experienced as best they could.

The moment they had realized Rion's whereabouts, he had been right in front of them.

"Argh—" Simultaneously a light groan, Rion's hand pierced into the neck of one of the guards. Blood immediately splashed, bathing him in a red liquid. The wind element magic that now coats Rion's hand makes it able to pierce through the guard's neck easily, and can clear it quickly.

With another shock, the other guards were unable to react quickly to this. By the time the attacking order had been lowered, it was too late with the coordination that had already been torn apart due to the loss of an important member.

With the sword coming from the dead guard in his hand, Rion defended tenaciously. The magicians were unable to do much because the magic with great destruction power did not match the current terrain, thus making the choice of magic to be unleashed drastically reduced.

"Magic: Wi—" Again, for the last time, Rion has foiled a tidbit by one of the witches.

Rion's sword swung beautifully, he continued to move from one place to another. Realizing that he has the edge with his vulnerability of unprotected witches, Rion makes the most of it.

Blood spilled back as Rion's sword pierced through the chest of one of the guards. After fighting for a short period of time, he was able to estimate that they had a strength level around level 7-9 silver. It was not a bad achievement for the wider community, but with his level of strength, Rion was able to overcome them.

Rion used the body of the guard still hanging on his sword as a meat shield. Seeing their comrades still alive with a clear moaning sound, made the intensity of the attacks on him drop. Although this was a cruel thing, but Rion had to do it in order to resolve this as quickly as possible.

Although it could be seen that he was still doubtful of his decision. However, with one person daring to take the first step, the others followed.

Rion exhaled, at least he had killed three people while in that brief moment of concern. Throwing the meat shield that had now become a corpse, Rion immediately charged back by relying on his speed.

Taking a deep breath, it began to load mana to strengthen the sword in his hand. Taking a starting stance for a moment, Rion used the movement of the battle technique on his opponent. Although only movements without any special essence possessed such battle techniques. However, with Rion's brute strength it was enough to overcome his opponent.

Rion's opponents began to fall down one by one. When only five people were left, their spirits had been crushed, making Rion finish them off easily.

Rion left the room full of corpses, looking at the traces of blood left behind from one of the detached researchers, he followed after him. Perhaps this can be said to be an indirect help from the researcher.

After all, the researcher was most likely heading to the headquarters to seek help, and this was very helpful to Rion who did not know the exact place of the researchers' office. Since he could only find out the rough location, Rion was sure that it would take a very limited amount of time for him, and with this the matter was resolved.

Stepping quickly, Rion tailed right behind the researcher who was now limping while enduring the pain of losing his limbs.

"Ha .. ha .. ha .. little more can I avenge the monster's behavior!" The eyes of the researcher contain a strong will.

He continues to mumble that will reply to the behavior of the monster —Rion— he is now staring at a door in front of him. An expression of satisfaction was engraved on his face, his lips curving upwards at the thought of the retaliation he was about to take.

However, just as his hand was about to touch the doorknob as fierce as light suddenly flashed.

Pock

His right hand that was still attached suddenly fell with the intense pain that soon followed. However, he was unable to shout as his head had been cut off from his body without being able to notice. An expression of disbelief was what led him to death.

"Is this here?" An emotionless cold voice rang out, none other than from Rion.

Taking a deep breath, Rion prepared himself.

Rion kicked strongly, opening the door in front of him forcefully. Before the people inside could react, he cast the magic already prepared.

Booms!

The explosion occurred, the fire grew immediately along with the amount of flammable materials in the room.

"Who?!" A loud scream was voiced. However, things not only from one person but dozens of people who were inside voiced something similar, as soon as a melody of chaos was formed.

Rion hid himself in the shadows.

In this frantic feel, a magic light immediately filled the room. Be it the flames, the gusts of wind, or the pounding of the ground, randomly released by the witches hoping to hit the culprit of all this.

However, it only made them kill each other. Rion who was observing all of this in the shadow smiled faintly, a smile that contained an untouchable coldness.