Apocalypse Regression's

Lose the Number

"What is a battlefield?"

"What is the place to fight for each other's beliefs?"

"What is the place to vent hate?"

"What is the place to fight for profits?"

"No ... It's all inaccurate ..."

On the white-coloured vast ground, drops upon drops of blood falling from the tip of the sword impurity them with their color. Painting emptiness with the color of suffering and pain.

The black-robed figure walked slowly. Hundreds of meters behind him, countless body pieces of ferocious beasts and zombies.

The masked figure stared at the blue sky without a single speck of clouds. There was only a blue void reflected right in his eyes.

Again, he went back to mumbling.

"It's just a place where lives are thrown away ..."

"The real place is not necessary if "peace" does exist."

Two white figures were reflected in the iris of the young man's eyes.

"And if "peace" at the end of this world does exist ..."

The young man then closed his eyes.

"I want to see it too."

***

Meanwhile, Julian's where.

Leading around a hundred people behind him, the man stared straight towards the distance. Seeing the number of enemies at a glance, his expression became heavier.

"At least 300 .. probably nearly 400 people."

Far ahead of Julian and his troops, there were indeed 300 people from the Imperial Tiger. In addition, there were also reinforcements from the Third Scars of nearly 100 people. If totaled, the number of people on the alliance side of the two groups was four times more than the number on Julian's side.

Julian's gaze went straight to a certain direction where there was a leader of the enemy's forces. The leader of the team was a burly middle-aged man with a body like bodybuilder. He was wearing a uniform, clearly a member of the Imperial Tiger.

Other than that person, there were two others with messy clothes and ferocious expressions on their faces. According to Julian, the two were no less powerful compared to the man leading the army.

"Three awakeners are here opponents, while on my side there are five. But ... The number of enemies is too much" Julian murmured.

According to the division, through the front there are 5 people including Julian. From the left, there were 4 people. From the right, there are 4 people. From behind, there were 3 people. The reason Joseph asked for less was because he had brought twice as many troops, so he felt sorry for Julian.

"Everyone, get ready at your place!"

"Don't be afraid of the number of enemies!"

"Don't forget the reason why we came to this place!"

Julian drew out his sword. The people behind him also instantly did the same.

'Zander and Viper didn't show up. Could they be waiting inside?'

Feeling his mind diverted, Julian shook his head. Holding tightly onto his sword, his breathing slowly became more stable.

'FOCUS ... FOCUS ON WHAT'S IN FRONT OF YOU, JULIAN!'

Whispering to himself, a determined expression appeared on Julian's face.

Looking towards the people who were forced to become soldiers and sent to the battlefield, he gritted his teeth. Feeling uneasy when he saw the doubtful face of his enemy, the man finally said.

"FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE FORCED, YOU BETTER GET AWAY FROM THIS PLACE!

THIS IS NOT THE PLACE TO THROW YOUR LIVES AWAY! AS LONG AS YOU GUYS GIVE UP—"

"HAHAHAHA!"

Laughter was heard on the other side. The person leading the troops stared at Julian as if he was looking at a joke.

"DON'T BE FOOLED!"

"THE ENEMY OBVIOUSLY HAS FEWER NUMBERS. THEY SAY IN SUCH A WAY AS TO SCARE YOU AND REDUCE THE NUMBER OF PEOPLE.

WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? THEY ARE ONLY A HUNDRED PEOPLE!

DON'T YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT HAPPENS TO YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS IF YOU FAIL HERE?!"

Hearing that person's words, those who looked doubtful started to gnash their teeth. They stared at Julian and his troops with red eyes. Truly looking at the enemy with a gaze full of hatred and intent to kill.

Sensing that, Julian's expression slowly changed. At first he seemed reluctant, but a moment later his entire doubt disappeared.

Julian stared at his enemies with a cold expression. It seemed different from his usual self.

The man immediately pointed with his sword and shouted with all his might.

***

Meanwhile, at Joseph's place.

"I didn't think we'd go back to fighting like we do now, Zander."

Joseph pulled out his sword. Leading two hundred men, he stared at Zander and over four hundred men on the other side. Not only are they twice as many ...

The number of people who had completed the first evolution was also more!

Other than Zander, there were two other people in the same uniform. Plus two people from the Third Scars, their number was five people. This made Joseph more serious.

"Indeed. I also didn't expect that we would fight together, Joseph. Too bad, we have to fight on the opposite side.

Therefore, I have prepared a special gift for you.

Five super soldiers and an army of four hundred and twenty people ...

I hope you like it, Joseph!"

Zander grinned. Although the number of normal troops is divided almost evenly, but the number of "awakeners" is divided unevenly. On the other three sides, there were 1 person from Imperial Tiger and 2 people from Third Scars, a total of 3 people. While in his own place, there were a total of 5 people.

"Sum isn't everything, Zander!"

Seeing the morale of the troops slightly declining, Joseph immediately said with a stern expression. He obviously did not want people to become less confident and careless while fighting.

Seeing the sight, Zander smiled with satisfaction.

"I'm tired of making small talk, Joseph."

After saying that, Zander took a deep breath and then shouted.

"THE ENEMY SIDE IS FOUR TIMES LESS THAN US! NO NEED TO FEAR!

KILL IT! KILL THREE SUPER SOLDIERS ON THE ENEMY SIDE! KILL IT BY ALL MEANS AND WE WILL SETTLE THE REST EASILY!"

Hearing Zander's words, the Imperial Tiger and Third Scars' ladies stared directly at Joseph and the other two.

Sensing the gazes of hundreds of people being directed at him, Joseph gritted his teeth.

"B-THIS SON OF A ..."

***

Meanwhile, where Siegfried is.

"Don't be too nervous, Siegfried."

The figure of Joseph's confidant man patted Siegfried's shoulder. The middle-aged man smiled warmly at the young man. Trying to make sure everything's going to be okay.

"Don't be pessimistic about yourself, buddy. Young doesn't mean worse than old."

"Yes. You should be more confident because Mr. Joseph chose you. Don't worry, we'll all support you."

The reinforcements from Silver Cross also smiled towards Siegfried. In addition to five people including Julian from the front and four people including Berto on the other side, two others helped Siegfried here.

Hearing the words of the people, Siegfried took a deep breath. The tense expression on his face slowly became calmer. But when he saw the enemy line, his heart was racing again.

'Why is he here? Not holding in front or behind?'

On the other hand, a figure in a military uniform glanced at the two men beside him.

"In addition to the small number, it seems that the leader is also not very reliable. It will be an easy win.

Viper, you will lead your men to—"

"Whisper!"

Viper instantly interjected with a dissatisfied expression on his face. He looked towards Siegfried and the hundred people behind him with an indifferent expression.

"Oi, Black Ox!" call Viper.

The figure of a black man with a tall body and full of muscles instantly countered, "What's up, Chief?"

"Plan's been delayed a little."

"You mean?" Black Ox looked surprised.

"Of course you know what I mean."

Looking towards Siegfried, Viper licked her lips then grinned viciously.

"WE WILL TEACH THESE INNOCENT CHILDREN WHAT CRUELTY IS ...

THEN PROCEED ACCORDING TO PLAN!"

>> Connect.