The game has become a real alternate world

The long battle had brought him to Level Six, even though he had only taken down some enemies who were possible Level Three, with Level Four being very scarce.

Among these, only a handful had experience.

The experience value provided by these enemies was minimal, but there were simply too many of them.

Even with the changes brought by the blessing, the Count felt a severe depletion of his physical strength.

"Rest for a while, sir, you have been fighting here all day," a military officer approached and said to the Count.

In his eyes, beyond numbness to the war, there was a trace of admiration.

Because the Count from the enemy side in front of him was incredibly strong.

Besides praising his strength, it was also because he stubbornly held the wall all day long.

Alone, he sealed a massive breach, and it was nearly entirely bodies he had taken down around him, with blood and flesh scattered everywhere.

"Are you alright, sir?" On the other side, Ichard ran over, equally looking disheveled, with blood completely soaking his armor and clothes.

In contrast was his weapon, although it had fought for so long, other than being stained with blood, the edges showed no chipping at all.

The officer looked at Ichard, his emotions remaining unchanged.

Like the Count before him, he was equally ruthless, slightly lesser in power but still fought from morning until now.

"Take a rest."

The Count turned his head to take a look, and the enemy's attacks were still ongoing, although they had slowed significantly compared to the morning.

"I'll send someone to fill in," the officer said beside him.

The Count nodded and patted his shoulder for encouragement, dragging his body back to the military camp.

All around were busy soldiers and wounded.

When these soldiers and wounded saw the Count and Ichard, they couldn't help but pause in their tracks and looked at them.

Some even had a trace of fear in their eyes.

Because these two fought like monsters, relentlessly.

Back in their camp, it was also filled with wounded, along with a few soldiers' corpses.

Yara handed a few potions to the returning Count.

Seeing them, she clicked her tongue in wonder, "This blessing is simply born for war, is it truly a blessing of the world?"

The blessing's display was impressive, and acceptable initially, but after going to the battlefield, Ichard's display was frighteningly intimidating.

Like tireless machines, frenziedly slaughtering and clearing enemies.

Of course, they understood why.

That's why they were shocked, as they underestimated the changes the blessing could bring.

Listening to Yara, the Count nodded and clenched his fist.

"Indeed, Kana gave us a great gift, I feel I can continue fighting, only my spirit has grown tired." Even the Count felt it was ludicrous.

To fight until his spirit was exhausted, but his physical strength still enduring, was something he never imagined.

"I leveled up, Count, what do you think?" Ichard inquired.

The Count shook his head, "I cannot judge, and only some provide experience, among them, I haven't determined the differences yet.

Maybe next time we meet Kana, we can ask him."

...

At this time, Kana was riding on a Land Bird, the negative effect had been lifted.

The signal from Grey Fang came from the sky.

"Turn left, speed up!" Kana shouted.

Leading them to speed around, after they left hardly a moment, the pursuit force trying to cut them off arrived.

"Where'd they go? Escaped again?" the Blood Race Knight looked frustratedly at the trail.

"We lost track, and no other units are closer to them," reminded the adjutant beside him.

The Blood Race Knight could only shake his head helplessly, "Send the signal, say the action failed."

Kana and his group finally maneuvered past the last unit, ahead was the Gray Mountain Range.

"Finally lost them, wasn't easy," Raelia breathed a sigh of relief, galloping forward.

Abis couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead, "Their information exchange speed was too fast."

Galloping all the way, finally reaching the foot of Gray Mountain.

The land birds were exhausted one after another, some even had bloody claws from the grind.

Compared to chasing Blake.

Against Kana, they pursued intensely, without regard for sacrifice.

Even at the cost of their lives, they'd try to hold them back for a while.

This gave Kana's group hardly any time to rest, scarcely pausing.

"Thank you for your hard work." Kana patted Yu Hua's neck, smoothing its feathers, the long journey had made the feathers filthier.

At the mountain foot supply depot, resting briefly for half a day.

They all made their way up through the passage.

Soon returned to the watchtower.

With a leisurely pace, spent half a day returning to Gray Furnace Castle.

"You finally made it back, if you didn't return soon, I'd send someone to find you," the Master of Brewing laughed seeing them approach.

He hugged them all.

"You seem to have suffered quite a bit."

The Master of Brewing glanced them over.

Kana tiredly smiled, his body wasn't too fatigued, but the mental exhaustion was unavoidable.