Chapter 57 Silk-like Swift Moves

"Your grandma's leg!"

Alexander looked at the tank-like figure without flinching, wielding his Executioner Greatsword as he leaped up for a heavy chop.

The Veldt Royal Guardsman opposite him wielded a battle-axe single-handedly, swinging both axes round to chop towards the airborne Alexander. In his eyes, this move was foolish; lifting both feet off the ground meant abandoning all defense and stability. Unable to firmly plant his feet on the ground, he had no leverage.

*Clang!*

A tremendous force traveled along the Veldt Royal Guardsman's battle-axe, directly numbing his right hand and nearly causing him to lose his grip on the axe.

Meanwhile, the black and red eerie greatsword's momentum slightly diminished, but still came down fiercely.

The astonished Veldt Royal Guardsman's instincts, honed through countless battles, prompted him to raise his Royal Guardsman shield. 

*Crack!* His heavy shield once again felt the terrifying force, almost overturning him.

The Veldt Royal Guardsman staggered back several steps to steady himself, incredulously eyeing Alexander, as if unable to believe that someone could possess such strength.

With a gradually fierce gaze, being a Veldt Royal Guardsman, how could he possibly lose to the opponent in terms of strength?

"This guy's got some strength!"

Alexander thought to himself, knowing that the blow he just delivered wasn't something an ordinary person could withstand.

However, no matter how great the strength, it couldn't match his own.

Seeing the opponent wielding the battle-axe with both hands, even a fool could see that the Veldt Royal Guardsman was serious. Putting away the large shield meant giving up protection—either kill the enemy or be killed by them.

In the narrow space, the two men locked eyes, their only goal at this moment being to kill each other!

The black and red Executioner Greatsword clashed once again with the dual-handed battle-axe. This time, the battle-axe didn't get directly knocked away like before but managed to barely block Alexander's strike.

However, the Veldt Royal Guardsman's body almost tilted, his arms bulging with veins, channeling all his strength into the weapon, forming a sharp contrast with the relaxed and comfortable Alexander on the opposite side.

"This guy's really tough." Alexander, seeing that the opponent could actually block his attack, also became serious.

Just as Alexander was about to swing the Executioner Greatsword again, suddenly a heavy axe spun flying towards him.

Directly aiming for Alexander's cheek, at this moment, Alexander's agility of 10 came into play. He quickly used the sword body to block the flying axe. The spinning axe deflected, grazing Alexander's helmet as it flew past.

If it had deviated just a bit more, what would have flown out would likely have been Alexander's skull.

Before Alexander could even curse the opponent for his lack of honor, the Veldt Royal Guardsman, having just thrown his flying axe, charged forward with his double-handed axe.

He aimed to seize this opportunity and take down his opponent in one fell swoop, infused with the honor of being a Veldt Royal Guardsman, about to cleave his enemy's head.

*Clang!*

Once again, the sound of metal clashing echoed through the air.

But this time, Alexander didn't block. Instead, he parried upwards, using his total strength of 25 to lift the giant axe. Almost simultaneously, Alexander delivered a vicious kick to the Veldt Royal Guardsman's abdomen.

The powerful force sent the Veldt Royal Guardsman stumbling. Before he could regain his footing, his vision was clouded by a sea of crimson.

Alexander's combination of blocking, kicking, and slashing was as fluid as flowing water, honed through numerous practices.

Before him, the headless body of the Veldt Royal Guardsman collapsed slowly to the ground.

\[Killed Veldt Kingdom Royal Guardsman, Experience +500\]

The system's voice rang out, but Alexander paid it no mind. Instead, he turned his gaze to the Veldt people standing behind the fallen Guardsman.

His eyes burned with intensity, like he was looking at a group of experience points.

"Charge!"

"Great Saint Martin, victory will be ours!"

"Let these Veldt scraps taste the edge of my sword!"

...

Without waiting for Alexander to make a move, the infantrymen of Saint Martin behind him, perhaps inspired by Alexander's strength, raised their morale and charged forward once more.

The narrow plank and the small section of wall beside it instantly became a meat grinder once again.

"Don't crowd! Don't crowd! Let me get a kill; I'll just cut in for an assist!" Alexander anxiously watched as his experience points were taken by the high-spirited soldiers of Saint Martin. Only enemies killed by him or his subordinates would give him experience points.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the battle not far away, where Victor was engaged.

The battle there was completely different from Alexander's direct confrontation. The Veldt Royal Guardsman was being toyed with, while Victor, in his Forest Ranger outfit, agile and quick, was evading with ease. The Guardsman was powerful, but if he couldn't land a hit on Victor, his strength was useless.

Chapter 58: The Cloud Ladder

Despite the Veldt Emperor being temporarily suppressed, Victor's attempt to take him down was not going to be completed in a short time. After all, the Veldt Emperor's equipment was top-notch, with ridiculously high defense, and their combat experience was also extensive. At critical moments, they could protect their vital points from harm.

So, although Victor had inflicted quite a bit of damage on the Veldt Royal Guardsman, he couldn't finish him off quickly. This frustrated Victor a bit. "Damn it, everyone's name is Veldt, can't you cut me some slack?"

Just as Victor was preparing to charge again, the Veldt Royal Guardsman, who was on high alert and had been watching Victor closely, didn't notice a shameless guy sneaking up behind him.

"Knight's Justice Kick!"

Alexander roared loudly and then viciously kicked the Veldt Royal Guardsman in the lower back.

The Veldt Royal Guardsman, who had been so focused on Victor, was kicked so hard that he rolled forward several times. He just wanted to get up and curse the Saint Martin people for their despicableness, but when he looked up, Victor was already in front of him.

Victor grabbed the man's head with his left hand and cleanly sliced his throat with his right.

Worried that the man might counterattack even as he was dying, Victor quickly retreated several steps and silently watched the Veldt Royal Guardsman fall to the ground, no longer struggling.

\[Killed Veldt Kingdom Royal Guardsman, Experience +500\]

Once Alexander was sure the man was dead, he turned back to face the other Veldt infantrymen. His eyes gradually became greedy. Others killed enemies because it was a ruthless war, but Alexander was doing it solely for the experience points.

However, in the current situation, both sides were crowded together. They were so tightly packed that Alexander was nearly pushed off the city wall. He needed to find an efficient way to kill enemies and gain experience.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a large unmanned ballista on the nearby tower. And this cloud ladder was right under the attack range of the ballista.