Chapter 867 The Battle for the Outpost

Reign's eyes narrowed as he faced the imposing figure before him. The leader of the enemy battalion was a peak Tier V combatant, who radiated power and determination. Reign was certain of it as the enemy was definitely a notch above a high-grade Tier V combatant.

With a smile on his face, Reign lunged at him with his two swords, the clash of their weapons echoed through the night, marking the beginning of a fierce and prolonged battle.

The peak Tier V combatant swung his massive sword with a strength that seemed to shake the very air. Reign, relying on his agility and quick reflexes, dodged the strikes, narrowly avoiding the lethal blade. The intensity of the confrontation sent shockwaves through the outpost, drawing the attention of both friend and foe.

The battleground became a chaotic spectacle, with the clash between Reign and the peak Tier V combatant at its center. The soldiers didn't stay idle, and neither did the mages as spells erupted in brilliant displays of magic, and the clash of weapons echoed like thunder. Each movement was a dance of death, a test of skill and power.

The leader's sword, enchanted with powerful magic, clashed against Reign's two swords. The impact sent sparks flying, illuminating the battlefield for a fleeting moment before darkness swallowed them again. Reign knew he couldn't match the brute strength of his opponent, but he compensated with speed, precision, and mastery over his abilities.

He could win more easily if he used his soul manipulation to strike at the warrior, but Reign was now fired up and wanted to battle against him without relying on it.

The battle raged on, and the soldiers watched in awe as the two warriors engaged in a duel that seemed to defy the laws of combat. Reign's movements were a blur, and his sword danced with deadly grace. The peak Tier V combatant, however, was relentless, his attacks fueled by raw power.

The soldiers tried to help their commander out, but they were simply not powerful enough to meddle in such a battle. They were able to launch some long-range attacks, but there was a chance of hitting their commander as the two were moving faster than the soldiers could follow.

As the minutes turned into what felt like hours, the tide of the battle fluctuated. Reign's agility allowed him to land swift strikes and retreat before the leader could counter. In response, the leader's sheer strength and durability absorbed the onslaught, and with each passing moment, his attacks became more calculated.

The sounds of clashing weapons and magical explosions drew the attention of the remaining soldiers, and the chaos within the outpost intensified. Reign's goal was clear—he needed to defeat the peak Tier V combatant to break the enemy's morale and secure the outpost.

The problem was the fact that only some 4 minutes into the fight, Reign sensed two mana signatures of Tier V combatants arriving near them.

He had only killed one Tier V combatant, which meant there were a total of 4 left, and with the commander being here, locked in battle with Reign, that meant there were 3 that could join and turn the tide of battle to their favor.

The enemy soldiers were also running, making their way over here in order to group up and form a formation so that they could finally help their commander out.

Reign's mind raced with strategies, he had already analyzed the leader's patterns, searching for a weakness to exploit. The battlefield became a canvas of light and shadow as Reign manipulated his surroundings with light and darkness, making it difficult for anyone to see them, or just to see in general because of the flashes of light and darkness that were launched by him.

The peak Tier V combatant, undeterred, unleashed a barrage of powerful strikes. Each swing of his sword carried the weight of an elephant, threatening to overwhelm Reign. The clash of their abilities created shockwaves, shaking the very foundations of the outpost.

In a moment of inspiration, Reign infused his sword with a surge of lightning, turning it into a conduit of electrifying power. As the peak Tier V combatant prepared for another strike, Reign executed a lightning-fast maneuver. With a calculated thrust, Reign's sword connected with the enemy's, and a surge of electrical energy coursed through the leader's weapon.

The peak Tier V combatant roared in pain as the unexpected shock disrupted his concentration. Reign quickly followed up with a powerful kick that was also infused with lightning, but white lightning this time.

The kick was as fast as a bolt of lightning, and the enemy leader was sent flying, crashing through a couple of buildings before Reign suddenly turned around and ran.

He was running away from the leader, as well as the other two Tier V combatants that had arrived.

His target?

The fourth Tier V was all alone, vulnerable.

If Reign could kill him quickly and then attack the other Tier Vs before the leader joined the battle again, which was highly unlikely, he would be able to weaken their forces immensely and victory would be at hand.

But he doubted the leader would be out for long, the electric shock, as well as the last kick, were strong, but not strong enough to make a peak Tier V stay down for longer than a second or two.

Reign blitzed past the enemy soldiers who were still shocked at what happened. Several heads flew up in the air as Reign cut through the soldiers, killing those near him while passing through.

The final Tier V wasn't simply standing around doing nothing. He was a mage, and right now, he was doing his best to repair the magical wards that Reign had dispelled and broken through.

If he could do that, then they would have an easier time locating Reign, weakening him thanks to the wards, as well as being able to gain more strength from them.

Fortunately for him, Reign had not completely destroyed the wards, he couldn't do that as they would notice something was wrong quickly.

What he did was simply make a hole through them, one that was not easy to be noticed.

With the Tier V mage present, repairing the damage done by Reign was not that difficult, he had already repaired three different wards, and he was about to finish repairing the fourth. historical

Of course, that would have happened had Reign not targeted him.

As Reign approached the lone Tier V combatant, the latter turned to face him, realizing the imminent threat. The isolated warrior caught off guard, attempted to summon magical defenses, but Reign was too quick. With a burst of speed, Reign closed the distance and delivered a precise strike, piercing through the enemy's defenses and stabbing through his stomach with relative ease.

He didn't target his stomach, however, but his chest.

The mage was a low-grade Tier V, he was simply not Reign's match, not at all. And yet, he managed to survive the first attack and even managed to make Reign's stab miss its target and go lower.

That was still not enough, however.

Had his comrades been present, then maybe he would have been able to survive and even help them out from afar, but with Reign right in front of him, there was simply nothing he could do.

"Stop it, you bastard!"

Reign's sword flashed and a head flew through the sky as the mage was decapitated in one swift slash. He looked back, only to see the enemy leader staring at him with hatred, as were the other two Tier V combatants that had arrived and were standing right behind the leader.

Reign's actions had disrupted their plan, creating great panic among the soldiers, and even killing two of their Tier V combatants, officers who had been members of the battalion for a long time.

Reign pivoted, ready to face the incoming threats. The leader, recovered from the electrifying encounter, was enraged and charged toward Reign with renewed vigor. The other two Tier V combatants flanked him, forming a deadly trio that aimed to overwhelm Reign.

Never before had they been humiliated in such a way by a single person.

They were amongst the most elite forces of the kingdom of Elais, and they had completed tens of tasks in the past and killed tens of Tier V combatants during the 20 long years of war, and yet, they were now in such a state.

As the adversaries closed in, Reign unleashed a blinding burst of light, momentarily disorienting them. In that brief window, he darted toward one of the Tier V combatants, executing a series of lightning-fast strikes. The enemy, caught off guard, struggled to defend against Reign's relentless assault.

The remaining Tier V combatant retaliated with powerful magical attacks, attempting to keep Reign at a distance. However, Reign's agility and great power allowed him to evade the magical onslaught. In a strategic move, he enveloped himself in darkness and dived to the side where there was no light, becoming nearly invisible as he seemingly disappeared.

"You fiend, who the hell are you?!" The leader shouted in anger as he stabbed his sword in the ground, pouring a ton of mana the entire outpost suddenly started shaking from the skill he was about to unleash.