A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

After killing another Ursus soldier with a single strike, Zao Lu, whose consciousness was somewhat dazed, was almost cleaved in two by an Ursus soldier standing nearby.

Surrounded and besieged, even the slightest mistake could cost her her life. Even as the menacing soldiers before her eyes appeared as blurry afterimages, she gritted her teeth and slashed forward.

There was no turning back, no way to retreat. The people of Chernobog had reached her, charging the lines alongside her. She was the driving force behind their advance. As long as she kept moving forward, the citizens held onto hope and continued their charge.

Even amidst the cries of death and the roars of anger around her, Zao Lu had no time to think. Only two things occupied her mind: move forward, and survive!

"when--"

A sharp sound rang out, and his strike was abruptly stopped. A distinctly different Ursus soldier had used his hand to firmly hold the blade that was cutting into his waist.

"Little girl, to be able to injure a seasoned veteran at such a young age is truly remarkable. It's just a pity that your path ends here!"

With a hint of admiration and regret, the man then charged straight at Zao Lu with his military bayonet. (You sing of your plum blossoms, you are in the empty forest, you are not there...)

"So fast—uh!"

Early Dew noticed that the opponent's speed was much faster than the other vanguards, clearly indicating that the opponent was also an elite force in the border army's vanguard.

If he were still at his peak, he might have had a chance to defeat his opponent. But now, having lost too much blood and exhausted too much energy, he couldn't completely dodge the opponent's thrust, and flesh was scraped off his other shoulder again.

"Ugh!" This was the first time Zao Lu had taken a step back, and she had to release her grip on the knife to dodge the opponent's military dagger. In her current extremely poor condition, coupled with the loss of her weapon, she was no longer confident of defeating the tall man before her.

"Go to hell!!"

Just then, two people on each side of Zao Lu rushed towards the Hundred Battles Vanguard, who seemed completely unconcerned, with only Zao Lu in his eyes.

He grabbed one of the men's arms, which was holding an iron rod, and squeezed hard, producing a sound like bones shattering and a scream. His other hand flashed with a cold light, and a stream of blood spurted from another man's neck, after which the man collapsed, hoarse and lifeless.

"!!!"

Perhaps it was because the person she wanted to protect had died, or perhaps it was the regret of instinctively retreating and dodging, but at this moment, there was a different flavor in Zao Lu's eyes that longed to live.

That was the most intense killing intent; she had to kill the man in front of her, kill him, in order to lead everyone forward one more step.

"tread!"

The iron rod that had just fallen due to the crushed hand bones was stepped on by Zao Lu, who grabbed it with her right hand and stabbed it into the other person's mask.

Did Zao Lu intend to smash the man's face with a steel rod? But even if she did that, would she be able to kill him?

The seasoned veteran watched the struggling Early Dew with great interest, but the military dagger in his hand showed no mercy. A cold glint flashed once more—

"Chong-"

"Thorn-"

Sparks flew as the iron rod clashed with the military dagger, briefly illuminating the eyes of both combatants. The veteran stared at Zao Lu, his opponent's strength far exceeding his expectations. Even in such a severely injured state, did she still possess a strength that subtly overwhelmed him?

Such a young yet powerful girl, if she joined the Imperial Army, she would probably become another legendary hero of the Ursus Empire in just a few years.

Unfortunately, having taken the wrong path and taken the opposing side, the more dazzling the other side becomes, the more likely it is to become a death knell for one's own side!

With this in mind, the veteran's eyes became even more ruthless. Based on his combat experience, he understood that the opponent's current explosive state required a quick victory. As long as he could hold off the opponent's offensive, the opponent would eventually die from exhaustion.

Therefore, the Hundred-Battle Vanguard did not adopt a strategy of hasty attack, but instead used a strategy of "entanglement", allowing the bayonet to constantly tug and wrestle with the opponent's weapon in order to wear down Zao Lu's physical strength.

This strategy did work. After failing to break through the defenses of the Hundred Battles Vanguard several times, Zao Lu's breathing became noticeably heavier, and the strength with which she swung the iron rod began to gradually diminish.

"It's time to end this."

After the veteran warriors broke through their opponent's defenses, he noticed the resolute aura emanating from the girl. She knew her strength was about to run out and was preparing for a desperate gamble.

Seeing this, the Hundred-Battle Vanguard took a deep breath, preparing to end the girl's life. He had seen that look in her eyes countless times before. Every time, he had managed to execute his opponent without serious harm.

This time will be no exception! Absolutely not!

She moved, and Zao Lu charged straight at Bai Zhan Xianfeng, the iron rods she held in her hands striking his face just like before.

This time will be no exception! Absolutely not!

She moved, and Zao Lu charged straight at Bai Zhan Xianfeng, the iron rods she held in her hands striking his face just like before.

But with his current strength, could such a blunt weapon really penetrate the other person's head? Especially since the other person was wearing a metal mask.

But the Hundred-Battle Vanguard, as before, would not gamble with his mask, but instead chose to use his bayonet to slash diagonally and try to push aside the early-revealed iron rod.

"Clang—!"

But at that moment, the Hundred-Battle Vanguard's eyes narrowed slightly. He discovered that Zao Lu's strength had suddenly returned to normal, without any of the previous weakness, and was even stronger.

This time, Zao Lu was no longer wrestling with the weapon of the Hundred-Battle Vanguard with her arms, but instead, she used her left hand to block the diagonal slash of the military dagger, while her right hand released the iron rod and reached for the waist of the Hundred-Battle Vanguard.

It turns out that Zao Lu had been hiding her strength from the very beginning, and from start to finish, she never intended to use the iron rod to kill her opponent. Instead, she had her sights set on the blade that was still stuck in the waist of the Hundred Battle Vanguard.

"Was this cunning girl setting a trap from the very beginning? But alas—"

But then, the Hundred-Battle Vanguard's left hand shot out, as if he had anticipated Zao Lu's move. This time, he grabbed Zao Lu's right wrist.

“The steel rod can’t kill me. I knew from the beginning that your goal was this knife, and only this knife.”

It must be said that his rich combat experience made the Hundred-Battle Vanguard quite sharp. Even if he didn't know what tricks Zao Lu would use, he kept a close eye on whether the other party would take or use the long sword that was stuck in his waist.

Once the opponent's objective is achieved, all means and tricks are futile; the deadly struggle on the battlefield is just that simple thing.

"it's over--"

The Hundred-Battle Vanguard uttered a strange sound, then raised his bayonet again, this time covered in a layer of white mist.

This is his Originium Arts, which allows him to control the temperature of the metal objects he holds. Every glint of cold light and every spark generated during the battle was because he instantly heated the blade.

With each previous slash, he forged the high-temperature blade into almost the same area of ​​the steel rod, changing the grain properties of the steel rod's surface.

Now, as he rapidly reduced the temperature of the blade to below zero, he cleaved the steel rod at a slightly reddish spot.

"Ding--"

The steel rod snapped in two, and the blade slashed straight toward Zao Lu's head.

In the eyes of a seasoned veteran, the outcome was already decided. Even if the opponent could duck and crouch down in time to avoid a fatal blow, the right arm that he had grabbed was essentially doomed.

Losing an arm and suffering further massive bleeding would essentially mean certain death.

It was a dead end, a dead end no matter how you looked at it. Although the little girl had brought him some surprises, she had ultimately died by his own hand.

"call……"

But then she saw that Zao Lu had indeed lowered her head first, desperately dodging the blow aimed at her vitals.

"It's all in vain. Let me let you feel your arm one last time."

In a flash, the Hundred-Battle Vanguard slashed at Zao Lu's arm, while simultaneously increasing the force with his left hand, intending to crush Zao Lu's hand bones and make her feel the final pain, just as before.

"boom!!"

But at that moment, an unexpected event occurred. Early Dew suddenly kicked out, dodging the slash by crouching, and leaped up, slamming her head into the hand of the Hundred-Battle Vanguard wielding a military dagger.

"!!"

The veteran had clearly not expected that Zao Lu would actually forge a new path when both sides were dead ends, risking her life by banging her head against a bayonet? If she wasn't careful, the enemy could turn the tables and use her to pierce her head.

But, by sheer coincidence, Zao Lu's gamble paid off. She seized upon the moment when the veteran was relaxed and successfully used a headbutt to knock open his arm, altering his angled slash and preventing his arm from being severed.

At the same time, Zao Lu suddenly raised her left hand from the side in a sharp spin, and her left hand was actually gripping the steel rod that had just been cut off.

"puff--!"

The sound of steel piercing flesh rang out as the steel pipe with its cross-section successfully pierced the thick cloth protecting the neck, and then pierced the neck itself.

The eyes of the veteran warrior were filled with disbelief; victory and death had been reversed in that instant.

Chapter 316: Breakthrough

"Did we...we won?"

Seeing the incredulous look in the other person's eyes, Zao Lu felt her vision blur again, and the enemy's figure became double.

The moment I was caught, I really thought I was going to die; the best outcome would be losing an arm.

But neither death nor the loss of an arm was acceptable to Zao Lu; she had to seize every opportunity to survive.

In a moment of instinct, she headbutted her opponent's arm, a memory that still sends chills down her spine. Finally, she used a severed water pipe as a sharp object to pierce her opponent's armor and pierce their throat, completing the victory or defeat.

As the water pipe was pulled out, blood gushed out, and the veteran soldier died at Zao Lu's hands. Zao Lu held the broken water pipe in her left hand, while her right hand, cracked from being squeezed, hung limply at her sides.

She glanced unsteadily at the Ursus soldiers who had filled in again. Even though they were shocked that Zao Lu had single-handedly killed the Hundred-Battle Vanguard, they quickly came to their senses and realized that Zao Lu was already a dying candle, with no strength left to fight.

"Is this...the end?" You sing of plum blossoms, but the forest remains...

I had finally overcome the formidable enemy, and I had finally made another step forward. But it felt like I had truly exhausted all my strength.

With her pupils slightly dilated, Zao Lu stared at the enemies before her. Her consciousness was so weak that she couldn't even tell how many people were swinging their knives at her.

Even so, the pointed end of the water pipe aimed at the enemy did not droop. Even though she was exhausted, Zao Lu did not give up the fight.

“You’ve done very well, Early Dew.”

Just then, a hand touched the water pipe, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zao Lu. A chorus of clashing swords rang out, like beautiful music, and the enemies all fell.

“Skadi… teacher…”

Zao Lu recognized the other person, and her consciousness seemed to relax for a moment, but she could no longer hold on and fell into darkness.

"Albion, I'm leaving her in your care."

Skadi supported Early Dew with one hand, then swept away several Ursus soldiers with a single sword strike.

A dragon's roar echoed in the sky, followed by a massive burst of flames that burned a path through the Ursus army.

Then Albion flew down from the sky and came to Zao Lu and Skadi's side. He held the unconscious Zao Lu in his arms and then took off.

Skadi looked at the path that had been burned through and shouted, "Shark! 42!"

Two more figures suddenly emerged from both sides of the street. Ghost Shark, dressed in a nun's habit and wielding a chainsaw, charged in from the flank with unstoppable force, giving more people a chance to break out of the encirclement.

On the other side, Surtr appeared even more domineering, a massive fire demon appearing behind her, its blades blazing with fire, an unstoppable force. These lines of ordinary soldiers, unless they were numerous enough, would have no chance of halting the three women's advance.

"Everyone, stay close!! We're about to break through the encirclement!"

Surtr roared, bringing the citizens, who were still stunned by the three women's powerful attack, back to their senses. They quickly followed the three women and rushed into the gap.

……

On the clock tower, Alldor was watching as his soldiers stormed into the homes of the remaining influential nouveau riche, wiping out their entire families and confiscating their property.

From this day forward, Chernobyl will no longer be controlled by those new nobles, but will fall completely under his control.

Seeing this, Quan Duoer finally revealed a satisfied smile and said:

"Heh, thanks to those idiots at the front, we were forced to speed up our actions. On the surface, Chern City was helping that guy Baikal eliminate the new elite forces, but in the end, the fruits of victory were still swallowed up by my entire Dor.

"As for the infamy and blame, openly those mobs will bear the responsibility, while secretly Prince Baikal and that fool Dunkirk will take the blame. I, the whole of Dor, am the true victor in this contest."

Just then, a series of rapid footsteps sounded, and Stonnov was seen climbing up the clock tower, looking as if he was in a hurry to report the situation.

"What happened?" Seeing Stonnov's appearance, Zondor also frowned and asked.

"General...it's those underground street fighters who caused trouble before! They've breached the defenses of our ordinary soldiers and are leading the rebels in a breakout!"

Stonnov, panting heavily, said, "What's even more troublesome is that the sorcerer positions we deployed have been completely silent since the beginning of the encirclement, and have probably been cleared by the enemy, making it impossible for our army to effectively suppress the rebellion..."

"Ha, so the rats in the underground streets finally couldn't hold back anymore?" Quan Duo'er's expression turned cold as he said:

"Very well, let's see how far you can resist, burdened with so many obstacles. Have the soldiers quickly eliminate those newly powerful factions, and then deal with any forces in Chern City associated with the rebellion—"

"Forceful suppression!"

……

Inside Boris's estate, the sounds of fighting continued. All of Dor's soldiers had broken through the outer perimeter and were engaged in battle with the private soldiers inside the estate.

Deep within the manor, the nobles who had been rescued earlier were hiding in fear. They had barely escaped death once before, but now the soldiers were coming to their door again.

Are they really doomed to die?

Regardless of the clamor of battle outside or the fear within, a golden figure was leisurely making its way in a certain direction.

"Wait! Who are you—uh!!"

A bodyguard stationed nearby noticed the masked woman, but just as he drew his weapon, she appeared in front of him in an instant.

The woman grabbed the bodyguard's head with her hand, and then there was a soft "plop" sound as a crimson blood spike, made entirely of blood, pierced through the bodyguard's face and head.

"Phew, this feels a bit too much in terms of horror. I still prefer the more kira☆kira☆ attack style. When will the environment here be filled with etheric elements?"

The woman sighed and casually scattered the blood-soaked spikes on the ground, as if discarding trash.

"Stop! Who are you... Ah!"