Chapter 83
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Chapter 83: Struggle for the Teleportation Arrays
The moment the Ultimate Intent erupted, nothing could withstand it.
Instantly, the front row of five paladins—men and shields alike—were sliced cleanly in half!
The flawless defensive formation tore open like paper, leaving a gory breach.
Most mercenary corps would collapse under such an assault. Adventurers aren’t soldiers; they lack discipline. A mercenary corps is just a loose band of fighters.
But Midi, who’d once destroyed a Blood Blade base, knew better. The Blood Blade Mercenary Corps wouldn’t break easily.
Forged by the Blood Blade Thieves Guild as a blade for chaotic times, they followed military structure. Bound by threats and rules, they’d only disband after losing forty percent of their force—a mark of true elite members.
As Midi predicted, the terrified front-line paladins didn’t flee. They clenched their teeth and advanced while muttering an eerie spell. When the chant ended, their levels skyrocketed—a sensation Midi recognized. It mirrored the three Demon Swordwomen forcibly enhanced during the noble war.
*Had these rats allied with the Delos Empire’s Hand of Nightmare?*
Ice filled Midi’s veins. Unfiltered killing intent burned in his gaze. After this gamble, he’d purge every sewer-dwelling traitor. But now, he had no time to waste.
As the hundred-man team’s levels surged, Midi’s speed exploded. The sluggish flow of Ultimate Intent within him became a raging torrent, flooding every limb.
His Black Sky sword hissed, releasing razor-edged energy. Instead of battering the tower shields, the energy slithered through gaps like a blade of wind, piercing the formation’s heart before detonating among the rear ranks. A crimson storm devoured ammunition experts and archers alike.
Chaos engulfed the hundred-man team. Midi lunged forward. The lead paladin blinked—then his torso slumped.
Midi stood atop the man’s shoulders, longsword flicking once. A hairline bloodstain bloomed on the knight’s throat. Before the head hit dirt, Midi soared dozens of meters, landing on a roaming gunslinger. Another flick.
Third. Fourth…
His leaps defied prediction—a dragonfly dancing on water. Trapped beneath him, the team couldn’t risk grenades or Scattershot without slaughtering their own.
“Scatter! Now!” the captain roared. Too late.
Midi spared the panicking leader a glance, stabbed casually, then vaulted onto a rear cleric’s shoulders. His sword flashed as he leaped free.
Two heads thudded down. Twin fountains of blood painted the stones.
With their formation shattered and captain dead, the hundred-man team broke. Nothing barred Midi’s path.
Seconds later, he stood in the Palace of Moonlight. Shattered walls loomed. Charred corpses littered the ground like burnt toys. Near the center lay two massive magic automatons—culprits of the earlier blast.
The Blood Blade Mercenary Corps had tried to destroy the Teleportation Arrays. But palace defenses or Mountain Wolf Mercenary Group sabotage triggered the automatons early. The blast killed Blood Blade’s ammunition experts instead.
Now, fresh explosives crowded the pillars and central magic array. The second attempt neared completion.
Upon Midi’s entry, the ammunition experts showed no intention to flee. Instead, they frantically accelerated their work with suicidal determination.
Retreat might’ve been the wisest choice. With knowledge from his reincarnation, Midi knew multiple Teleportation Arrays led to the Palace. Destroying this one wouldn’t block their path entirely.
Yet precisely because of his past-life experience, Midi couldn’t retreat. The Satellite Cities housing other Teleportation Arrays lay too far apart – withdrawing would cost them a week. By destroying the array, Blood Blade Mercenary Corps wasn’t just hindering rivals but burning their own retreat path. This boldness meant they either knew about alternative arrays or possessed special evacuation methods from the Palace.
Either scenario indicated Blood Blade held intelligence even Midi’s rebirth knowledge lacked – critical advantages that could secure the Palace’s heritage for them while shutting Midi out.
He couldn’t afford setbacks in both intel and timing. The Elven heritage was too vital to lose.
Midi cleared his mind. Ultimate Intent surged from him like torrential waters, flooding the Palace of Moonlight and pinning all thirteen enemies. His wrist flickered, thrusting thirteen times.
Invisible phantoms pierced the air like steel darts, tearing through currents with friction-heated trails. Blinding light flooded the chamber before ear-splitting shrieks echoed.
Thuds followed as thirteen corpses collapsed. Behind barriers, shielded by magic charms, clutching explosives or raising pistols – none mattered. Ultimate Intent bypassed obstacles and dangers to strike fatal forehead blows.
This marked Midi’s first full-powered use of Ultimate Intent since battling Hand of Nightmare – prioritizing speed over brute force. A revelation struck: Ultimate Intent encompassed swiftness too, not just sharpness or strength.
Though combat raged outside, Midi paused to analyze. The legendary Demon Swordman Sodros had pioneered Ultimate Intent in his previous life through trial-and-error, leaving scant guidance. As self-taught successor, Midi could only practice relentlessly. Fina and Alice’s magical expertise offered little help.
Those thirteen strikes hinted at deeper techniques beyond basic Ultimate Intent application.
Emerging calmly from the palace, Midi’s unassuming figure signaled the failed sabotage. Blood Blade promptly withdrew with military precision, maintaining dominance despite Morning Star reinforcements barely propping up Mountain Wolf Mercenary Group’s crumbling lines.
Midi didn’t chase. Securing the array came first. Moreover, Blood Blade’s orderly retreat exposed their lack of frontline experts – the real threats had already entered the Teleportation Arrays. He needed to overtake them.
Norton’s report froze Midi’s blood. "This Teleportation Array’s nearly wrecked," the future alchemist stated bluntly after inspection, offering no false comfort.
