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Chapter 119 Attack on Segner

Five minutes later, led by Spinter, the Imperial army launched a timely assault on the Holy Kingdom's forces at the Segnar position.

Curtis remained standing motionless on the tallest rooftop.

He looked down at the approaching crowd, letting the wind ruffle his clothes, his face expressionless.

"A force of only five hundred men dares to attack Segna?"

He muttered to himself, a cold smile slowly creeping across his lips: "Should I admire their courage, or should I laugh at their foolishness? Or do they really think they can capture Segna, which I'm stationed here with, with such a small force?"

He shook his head slightly, his tone as dismissive as if he were commenting on a clumsy farce: "Utterly foolish."

However, that cold smile only lingered on his face for a moment before he returned to his calm.

I'm bored anyway.

Since some people were offering themselves up to keep him company and pass the time, he didn't mind playing along.

Whether it's five hundred people or a thousand people, it doesn't make much difference to him.

Anyway, he won't let anyone pass.

He will personally annihilate this imperial force here.

Artillery fire poured down like a torrential rain on the open ground in front of the town of Segna, making every inch of the land tremble, and smoke and dust obscured the sun.

Captain Spent was at the forefront, followed by Zod, Cassius, and Hitis, and then more than six hundred Imperial soldiers spread out in skirmish lines.

Shells exploded in the crowd, each round of bombardment taking several lives, but no one stopped.

Two hundred meters away from the Holy Kingdom's left wing position.

Another shell landed nearby, and the blast wave knocked several soldiers over.

"Spread out! Maintain formation!"

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Zod's roar echoed through the smoke of battle.

The soldiers gritted their teeth, lowered their bodies, and trudged forward through the scorched earth repeatedly plowed by artillery fire.

Although those following Zod were all relatively agile veterans, they were no match for the Holy Kingdom's artillery barrage.

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Any hesitation or misjudgment can also mean death.

Their skills were no match for Zod's.

Despite the Holy Kingdom's artillery fire, many veterans still fell victim to the shelling, forever remaining on this scorched earth.

150 meters —

Another round of shelling followed.

Several soldiers were thrown over by the blast wave and fell into pools of blood, but the survivors passed them and continued forward.

No one stopped, no one retreated; they could only move forward.

Everyone knew that stopping on this open ground meant certain death.

One hundred meters —

"Faster—! Faster—!"

Cassius's voice was already hoarse.

He stared intently at the Holy Kingdom's positions that were drawing ever closer, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

Ninety meters —

Behind the defensive fortifications of the Holy Kingdom's position, the officer's command suddenly rang out.

"Fire! Give those damn imperial dogs a good beating!"

A burst of gunfire suddenly erupted, and countless tongues of fire spewed from the Holy Kingdom's lines.

Bullets rained down like locusts, and Imperial soldiers fell one after another in the charge.

Some collapsed, clutching their chests; some screamed in agony, clutching their legs; some didn't even have time to utter a sound before being shot through the skull.

"Don't stop! Charge forward!!"

Hitis held her rifle and ran while returning fire.

Each of her shots could take the life of a Holy Kingdom soldier, but there were too many enemies and the firepower was too intense.

One person's firepower alone cannot reverse the firepower disadvantage on the battlefield.

Eighty meters — Seven meters —

Captain Spent's eyes were fixed on the trench ahead.

His breathing was heavy, his muscles tense, but he didn't move; he was still waiting.

Almost there.

Sixty meters————Ten meters————

The Holy Kingdom's firepower is becoming increasingly intense.

Imperial soldiers were suffering casualties at a visible rate, but the survivors continued to charge and fight desperately.

Forty meters —

Spent gritted his teeth. Now!

"Unleash your potential!"

Captain Spent suddenly roared, his aura rising abruptly.

His figure appeared and disappeared before the eyes of the Holy Kingdom soldiers, dodging all the bullets aimed at him like a ghost, and rapidly approaching the position.

Just before he reached the Holy Kingdom's position, his figure paused slightly while running at high speed, and his right leg suddenly lifted up, sweeping horizontally in the air towards the Holy Kingdom's position!

A crescent-shaped arc of light shot out from the tip of his leg and then spun rapidly.

It was a slash condensed from pure potential, drawing a complete crescent moon trajectory as it spun, leaving a cold afterimage in the air.

"Moon Wheel—!"

The crescent-shaped slash whistled through the air and crashed straight into the trenches on the left flank of the Holy Kingdom's position!

boom-!

The arc cut into the Holy Kingdom's defenses and then exploded.

The Holy Kingdom soldiers at the very front didn't even have time to scream before they were thrown to the ground by the violent impact, their blood splattering everywhere.

Within the radius of the "Moon Wheel," the Holy Kingdom's front was instantly thrown into brief chaos.

Taking advantage of the brief chaos in the Holy Kingdom's army, Spinter suddenly accelerated, like a black lightning bolt, weaving through the barrage of bullets.

His only target was Captain Curtis, the figure standing at the rear of the position who had never moved.

However, before that, he must first destroy the Holy Kingdom's defenses as much as possible and disrupt its defenses in order to cover the troops behind him breaking through the front line.

The premise is that Curtis won't interfere with him.

At the same time, Zod on the other side also made a move.

Thanks to Cassius carrying the exhausted Zod all the way to Segna, he has now regained much of his strength.

"Unleash your potential!"

That familiar power surged forth from within him once more, instantly engulfing his entire body.

Zod's pupils contracted slightly, then quickly dilated, and the whole world became clearer in his eyes than ever before.

The trajectory of the shells, the landing point of the bullets, the panicked movements of the Holy Kingdom soldiers—everything seemed to slow down.

However, it wasn't that they slowed down, but rather that they themselves sped up.

"Shadow Step—!"

After mastering the "Potential Unleashed", Zod easily concentrated all the "potential" in his body into his legs.

Then, with a sudden burst of power from his legs, Zod's figure vanished into the dust.

In the next instant, he was already ten meters away, and in the next instant, he was ten meters away again.

The speed of movement was so exaggerated that it was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The soldiers on the Holy Kingdom's position turned their guns in terror, but they couldn't lock onto the figure that appeared and disappeared.

His speed was unbelievable, like a ghost weaving through gunfire, each flash bringing him closer to the Holy Kingdom's defenses.

Just as Zod moved into his attack range using "Shadow Steps".

"Ling Feng Po—!"

He swung the imperial longsword in his right hand down fiercely towards the Holy Kingdom's position!

A storm of sharp blades, formed from countless fragments of sword energy, swept out from the sword's edge, fanning outwards. Wherever the storm passed, grooves were etched into the ground, dust rose, and the barrage was forcibly torn open.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Holy Kingdom's army's firepower was in a vacuum.

"Shadow Step!"

Zod's figure disappeared from the spot again, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared on the Holy Kingdom's front line.