Unstoppable Antihero
Chapter 26: Intense

Screams sounded from all directions, filling the eardrum. The voices were irregular, but it was certain that they came from people screaming in pain. Not only because of the pain, there were some people who echoed their kingdom, dying proudly even though the chest was pierced by a mortal object.

From the rows of humans who were fighting each other using swords in their hands, Kaysen was already surrounded by fifteen enemies. This is very bad, even for Kaysen though, especially now that his strength has been drained a lot, blood washes all over the body to the tip of the hair.

“Haah .. haah ...” Kaysen adjusted his breath, not letting his guard down to watch the slowly approaching enemy. Here he felt that it would be very severe if his body was hit by that fiery sword slash. “Huuh .. it looks like this changed more than my shadow.”

Seeing Kaysen exhaling deeply, the Seth of the Fire Kingdom attacked. They felt they had a good chance to knock out Kaysen. But, is that true?

Kaysen smiled faintly, streaming fanes all over the body. “You are grossly underestimating nomos!” He took the horses, lowered his body, then swung his sword horizontally around. “Wind Element: Wind Wave.”

With just a single strike, his enemy instantly fell to the ground in a terrifying condition. The dance floor is now again decorated with additional trinkets after the red carpet was spread. However, within a distance of several meters, there was only one person standing here, not dancing even though the sword was in his right hand.

...*** ...

Anthony darted quickly forward, swinging the sword horizontally, once again successfully slashing at the opponent. He could not remember how many opponents had fallen because of his ferocious slashes. However, he did not have the slightest desire to retreat or stop fighting, although his strength was drained more and more over time. He realized it wasn't over.

“Wind Element: Wind Bullet!” Anthony quickly launched a forward attack, but all of those attacks were successfully averted by the enemy. His enemy this time was getting used to his wind bullet attack, thus forcing him to resort to other means.

Once again Anthony formed sturdy horses, ready to plunge forward. The seths who were his opponents also immediately coated their swords using flames. The two sides were watching each other, not wanting their respective sides to be the losing side.

However, before the fight began, from behind the seth, a tiger rider suddenly appeared. The Seth went away and gave way when the man came. On the other hand, Anthony became even more vigilant, knowing who the person in front of him was right now. He was the commander of the Fire Kingdom's forces in the battle this time around.

“You all get out of here,” said the horseman.

Without asking much, the seth immediately replied, “Good, Prince.” They left according to orders.

Anthony glanced around, making sure that the seths had actually left. However, one thing that should now be paid more attention to him was the fact that he was dealing with the commanders of the seth of the Fire Kingdom.

“You really have messed up the battlefield ...” The prince came down from the tiger he was riding. “Until able to make me—Menes Djer Ra-Mida intervene directly.”

Menes' tone of voice was indeed very calm, not even impressed intimidating in the slightest. However, that indifference actually made Anthony instinctively jump backwards. Anthony really felt how great the aura of Menes was.

“But ...” Menes in an instant was already in front of Anthony, swinging his sword vertically. “You will die soon.”

Not staying silent, Anthony immediately fended off the sword slash. The two swords clashed against each other, but the power of Menes' sword slash was able to push Anthony several steps. And still not enough, Menes immediately showered Anthony with high-speed sword slashes.

Menes stopped his steps, raised his sword, then swung it vertically. Meanwhile, Anthony lost his balance, fell down, about to fend off the opponent's sword slash. Unfortunately, reality may not be as beautiful as hope in imagination.

“Anthony!!” From behind Anthony, a young man exclaimed loudly and ran with all his might. But it was all in vain.

The swinging sword broke Anthony's sword, then split the man's body into two pieces. Menes immediately jumped backwards, when a young man came and directly attacked him with a streak of sword slashes. That person was none other than Kaysen.

“Job!!!” Kaysen moved quickly, swinging the sword vertically and horizontally. Unfortunately, all of these attacks are free. Menes managed to fend it off without even moving from where it stood.

“Fire Element: Fire Bullet!” Menes fired a fire bullet from inside his mouth, counterattacking his opponent.

Using quick movements and reflexes, Kaysen managed to dodge, then stood right to the left of Anthony's corpse. The young man clenched tightly the sword in his right hand, while his eyes stared intently ahead. He understood that the situation was bad, but if he left now, things would only get worse.

“And I had intended to visit you too, but instead you came here yourself,” said Menes, keeping his tone flat. He then drew his sword forward. “You will also be the same fate as your friend, nomos.”

Now Kaysen feels two things, first the difference in strength and experience between himself and the opponent, second is the condition of the body. His opponent was in good condition, while he had lost a lot of strength and stamina. Although Kaysen does not want to admit, but he is fighting with a bad person to fight against the current situation.

...*** ...

A young man with a bloodied body suddenly walked into the commander's tent. Of course some of the commander's personal guards immediately acted to restrain the young man. However, the young man did not want to give up and tried to enter.

“Shut!” sniped one of the guards.

“Commander Felix! Nawat!” exclaimed the young man, making his mouth silenced by the guards who thought that this young man had gone mad. Moreover, it is not unusual for someone to go crazy because they are on the battlefield, especially with a body washed with fresh blood.

Shortly afterwards, Felix heard the young man's call, immediately coming out of the tent. He saw his guards trying to pull a bloodied young man away from the tent.

“Wait!” Felix stopped them. He then approached the young man, ordering his personal bodyguard to release the young man.

“Commandergroom!” said the young man. “Mr Anthony ...”

“Anthony?” Felix immediately reacted to hearing the name of the person.