Chapter 68 Kikkan Part 1 (1/2)

Chapter 68 Kikkan

Translator: Tchu

Editor: Danny, Zehemas, Amaranth, Superposhposh

Shaar frantically fled north; he didn’t know how far he ran. All he knew and cared about was that his pursuers couldn’t be seen anymore, and that their constant death threats could no longer be heard. It was only then, did he sigh in relief.

Fortunately for Shaar, the magic that was stored inside of the ring wasn’t used up yet, and had actually managed to throw off his pursuers. After noticing that he managed to flee successfully, he couldn’t bear to use his precious ring again, and took it off, carefully putting it inside of his bosom pocket once again. This type of precious magic had to be used sparingly.

Resting for a while, Shaar searched for a low-lying pit and laid in it. Lying on the ground, he stuck out his tongue and gasped for breath. Even with the support from the wind magic ring, Shaar had used all of his strength to run for his life. If they had caught him, a fate of dismemberment would await him……The moment he stopped, he felt as if his lungs were ablaze; his breath was extremely heavy, making his throat feel close to bursting.

Lying inside of the pit, Shaar was so exhausted that he couldn’t even move a muscle. This condition lasted for about twenty minutes before he was barely able to stand up.

After experiencing the Crimson Rage Ki once more, Shaar found that just like in the previous times, it covered his whole body, instantly healing any and all injuries. All of his wounds, which were inflicted by both the enemy and himself, were now healed. Even his heavy shoulder wounds, which were inflicted by a sword that had even fractured his armor, were already gone. Due to his opponent’s battle ki bursting out, Shaar’s shoulder had also been mutilated and stained with blood from his, with even his bones were broken. But, after it was bathed in the Crimson Light, only a faint, red mark remained.

Shaar held his head in his hands and thought for a little while.

(Fuck, this is just like a unique skill. It instantly heals any of my injuries, and can also emit a killing technique which completely disregards the defenses of the target……If such a unique skill could be displayed whenever I wanted, wouldn’t I be invincible?)

Shaar held the crystal in his palm, and could feel that its surface layer returned to its initial dull appearance. However, it seemed as if there was a slight difference from before……

After giving it a careful inspection, he could see that this was indeed the case. The surface of the crystal still had the appearance of an ordinary gray stone; however, when he actually looked closely, it seemed that a few thin, red lines ran over the surface of the crystal. It was sparsely distributed on its surface and they were not numerous……it resembled……

The red threads resembled the bloodshot eyes of someone who had gone without sleep for a long period of time. However, if you didn’t lean in to have a better look at the stone, the number and the thickness of the red threads were so small that it was impossible to see them!

He remembered that when he looked at this stone in the past, he never noticed this unusual change. Could it be, that because he had accidentally used this strange crimson light twice, the stone changed?

Could it be, that after many uses in the future, this stone would turn blood red?

After many uses……

Shaar could not help but to smile bitterly.

He was saved by that crimson light twice, but right now he actually still didn’t know how to correctly use this kind of thing. Although the killing technique was powerful, he still couldn’t use it easily.

It seemed that the red stone would turn crimson red only when his life is truly in danger, and only when he is beaten to point of half-death, his body covered with cuts and bruises.

This ……this approach was too dangerous!

If the stone doesn’t activate the crimson light next time he encounters such a dangerous situation, allowing him to use the unique skill… then wouldn’t his death just be too stupid?

After resting for a moment, although his hands and feet were still worn out and aching, Shaar finally recovered some energy. Since his powerful physique couldn’t even be counted as human, even with such a small rest, his strength had already recovered to a point where it was about 20-30%. Standing up to take a look at the surrounding environment, he identified his location and decided to continue toward north.

Although going south in order to meet up with the large forces led by General Adrick was the safest option, he did not go that way. The Caribou Cavalry was still chasing him it the south, so he would encounter them first before meeting up with the main force. He couldn’t expect for this unreliable crimson light to save him every time, so he could only go north to try and catch up with Kevin’s group.

Yes, Kevin that bald man, should’ve met up with the people from the third legion by now…..

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Just as Shaar began moving up north, Kevin had indeed already joined up with the third legion, north of Al Bactre plain.

Under Shaar’s cover, Kevin led the 300 cavalrymen and separated from the battlefield to continue north. On the road, they met another intercepting group made of caribou cavalrymen. After they forcefully broke through, from the initial 300 cavalrymen, only about 200 survived.

The time was almost noon when Kevin finally saw the third legion, which was led by the silver-haired Butler.

The third legion was a light cavalry unit under the 13th Cavalry Army, and when Kevin arrived, it seemed as if they were already in a difficult situation.