Chapter 126: Long Nigh (1/2)

t [Volume 3 - The Place Where My Heart Feels At Peace]

“Is there enough medicine?” Qianye asked while passing over a cigarette.

The battalion commander took a deep breath and felt just a little more spirited, “We do have some meds, but at best it won’t last more than a day, and we have to regulate it strictly as well. Why did these motherf*cking black blooded bastards suddenly grow so numerous?”

Not far away, the sounds of noises and cries suddenly rang out. The trio’s gazes were attracted. A young civilian was pulling at an expeditionary force soldier with great agitation, yelling, “I need meds! Give me meds! My woman is about to die!”

Behind him, a young woman was half leaning against a wall and holding her neck. Blood was gushing out constantly from the gaps of her fingers.

The expeditionary force soldier looked at her once before shaking his head, saying, “She’s gone. There aren’t many meds now, so we must use it sparingly.”

“She’s about to die. What are we even saving it for?” the man grew more and more agitated.

The expeditionary force soldier’s face turned cold as he said, “There are a lot of injured brothers who did not have meds. They could only hold it in even while in pain! If I give this to you, what will our dying brothers use?”

The man suddenly snatched the expeditionary force soldier’s gun and pointed it at his head, roaring, “I don’t care! Give me the meds! Or I’ll blow your head apart!”

There was the sound of a gunshot, and the man’s head suddenly blew apart. The body slowly collapsed onto the floor. An expeditionary force first lieutenant walked over with the handgun in his hands still smoking. He picked up the rifle and pushed it into the other soldier’s lap, saying coldly, “Remember, anyone who takes your gun on a battlefield is your enemy! No one will save you next time!”

He stretched out a hand and patted the young soldier’s shoulders. Then he said, “I hope you can live through tonight, greenhorn.”

Bao Zhengcheng, Qianye, and the battalion commander withdrew their gazes. The atmosphere had gotten slightly heavier once more. The scene earlier was very helpless, but it was also very realistic. Everyone had met something like this more than once. On the battlefield, the military stood above all. This was the iron law of the imperial army.

Qianye asked, “When will the reinforcements arrive?”

The battalion commander sighed and said, “Looking at the direction where these black-blooded bastards came from, there’s probably been a battle at the DHQ too. The beacon I sent out ordered them to go to the 60th Division to ask for reinforcements. If the lads are lucky, then reinforcements will arrive by tomorrow morning. If the reinforcements are special forces made up of all Fighter rank soldiers, then they may even arrive earlier than expected. But that is all.”

Tomorrow morning meant that there was still a long night to pass.

Qianye thought quietly for a moment before saying to the battalion commander, “Have your men help me find two vampire close combat weapons. Anything is fine. I want something high grade, and the heavier the better.”

The battalion commander immediately called over an orderly and laid down the order. A moment later, three weapons were delivered over. Two of the three weapons were grade three vampire origin longswords. One of these longswords was none other than the sword of that Blood Esquire. The third weapon, however, was a giant axe that was completely black. It was obvious at first glance that it was incredibly heavy!

Qianye reached out and picked up the giant axe. After weighing it in his hands, he looked extremely satisfied with its weight.

The corner of Bao Zhengcheng and the battalion commander’s eyes twitched. This giant axe was one hundred and fifty kilograms! Even a rank four Fighter specialized in evolved strength talent would have trouble swinging this thing, much less using it for battle!

Bao Zhengcheng could still remember this giant axe. Its former master was a rank six human-shaped arachne. He had exhausted all of his origin power before he finally blasted it down with Tempest. However, a dozen or so soldiers had also been cut in half by the giant axe in order to cover for him.

Qianye attempted to inject origin power into the axe, and an origin formation lit up on the axe’s blade. A dark red cloud appeared on the weapon. It was just a grade two origin weapon, but due to its weight and length, its might in a mixed battle was far beyond a vampire’s grade three longsword.

Qianye then picked up the Blood Esquire’s sword and said, “I want the axe and this sword. I’m going to cultivate now. Any origin power we recover is necessary. I hope we can survive this night.”

Bao Zhengcheng and the battalion commander glanced at each other. They both found a place for themselves and began resting and cultivating.

Although the night was harsh, it wasn’t all bad news. The battle had exhausted nearly all of the dark races’ cannon fodders, and the next battle would be exhausting their regular soldiers. Not a single race among the dark races had as big a population or as great the number of fighters as humans. If they began to lose the numbers of their regular soldiers en masse, then any commander would find themselves hurting for the loss.

Earth Castle fell into temporary silence.

Qianye inspected his own body and discovered that there were now two additional normal blood energies curled inside his heart in surprise. Meanwhile, there was still a large amount of blood energy surging inside his blood vessels like a sea in turmoil. The gold and purple blood energies were like fish in water, devouring a large amount of blood energy wherever they went.

However, his Daybreak origin power looked like a beach after a tide had subsided. He had recovered only a single, thin layer, and he obviously had to rely on channeling the Combatant Formula to replenish his strength.

Before he started cultivating, Qianye finally decided on his new ability: Accurate Shooting. This ability would allow him to greatly increase his thinking speed during the instant he was shooting. He would be able to lock down his opponent’s vital spots more easily and fire a more powerful shot.

Ascending to rank four meant that he would get a new ability. Originally, Qianye was hesitating between a gun type or close combat type ability and thus did not make the ultimate decision. However, he had made up his mind now.

Eagleshot’s long range snipe, coupled with the two abilities Heavy Caliber and Accurate Shooting, and special origin physical bullets combined to make an extremely terrifying burst of power. It was the key to Qianye surpassing his rank and assassinating high rank dark races. The key to victory for the next battle lay on whether he could kill the enemy’s highest ranking soldier who commanded every node of the battlefield.

After choosing his ability, Qianye began cultivating the Combatant Formula while waiting for a new battle horn to resound.