Chapter 276 - Dooms Soft Sphere Part Two (2/2)

Killing the evolved creature turned out to be simply impossible for the army of MechSuit. That act had turned from a possibility, to a complete fantasy after the first wave of soldiers went flying through the street.

The horrifying state their armored bodies were in could make any freshly enrolled soldier throw their meager breakfast. Thankfully, none of the soldiers had the luxury of focusing on something else, and only an experienced senior like Walter could dance next to death without a care for his thought.

”Unlikable!?”, thought Walter as he stopped himself from trying to plant his sword in the neck of four meter tall bear. He avoids the creature as he flew through the densely filled street, before noticing, a small shaped monster that didn't seem to have particularly strong defenses.

His senses alerted him, and Walter knew that he shouldn't try to take down such a creature. Stalling the beasts had been the mission given to the fallen northern army, and although the mission might sound like a sacrifice; with the help that was constantly arriving toward the hole in defense of New Casablanca, it soon turned out to be realizable without the death of every individual.

Yet, the adrenaline kicking through his vein caused him to make a decision that he would instantly regret. The engine at the back of his MechSuit roared, as his figure darted toward the creature that was trying to sneak past the army of MechSuit.

The armored soldier flew forward, with a sharp longsword in his hands, and hacked a sneaky strike aiming to assassinate the fierce creature.

The last two days of constant battles had turned the experienced assault squad leader into an experimented battle warrior.

His breath had been hidden, and although Walter wasn't a properly trained martial artist, his fight as an assault squad leader in New Casablanca had caused him to develop ample skills in the fields.

Surprise appeared in his eyes as the sensation translated by his sword wasn't the one he had expected. His face paled as a groan of pain escaped from his throat; he didn't hesitate at all, before his engine kicked as he flew away from the small creature.

”That was a tremendous mistake…”, thought the man with a somber face as blood began ticking from his right arm. He could feel that the sharp creatures claws had attacked- with an even faster might than his sneak strike- and had even cut through the tendons in his right shoulders.

If it wasn't for the urgency of the situation, he would have dropped his sword in panic, and was only capable of maintaining the sword in his hand with a soft grasp.

He flew through the creatures, leaving a thin trail of blood streaming through the air behind his path, and began making his way toward the receding northern army of MechSuit. His face turned paler as he shifted his MechSuit's gear to the utmost; a silent sigh escaped from his lips as his aged body continued sending him the result of the three days of battle.

”I'm too old for this shit…”, thought the man as his eyes once again moved toward the figure of his foster son. The simple action, he had executed dozens of time during the battle, caused him once again to take a hit from a creature.

Only this time, what he received wasn't a sharp invisible cut, but a humongous leg that deeply hit the back part of his armor. Walter coughed a mouthful of blood as he felt the engine in the back of a MechSuit turned silent, but he couldn't think about anything as the vibration from the attack spread through every inch of his body.

Thankfully, with a large amount of adrenaline filling his veins, the pain he had felt didn't instantly cause him to faint. He groaned softly as his surroundings turned into strings in his sight.

With the engine of his MechSuit turning off, flying was no longer an option, but the assault team leader couldn't care as his body hadn't come to a stop at all.

His figure flew out of the street at a tremendous speed, before coming to a stop after making contact with a vehicle that had been quietly sitting in the middle of the intersection.