BUILDING MY OWN EMPIRE - My Journey from Nothing to Overwhelming Power-Chapter 76 – The Support Fighters Squad

She raised her head slightly..

She moved her soft fingers.. and pulled her short wet hair back..

She opened her eyes.. looked deeply then..

A calm smile slowly crawled toward her pink lips..

Then she raised her voice and threw her words toward the second-rank master..

"You look terrified.. aren’t you a master? Act like one."

The master did not answer at that very moment.. but he answered later..

In that period.. between his silence and his reply..

Louise had shown her gloves again.. and moved slowly toward him..

Her steps were not hurried. For her the battle had already been decided.. for the master standing before her..

Finally.. his words came out.

"How can a fighter with your strength be subordinate to a first-rank master?"

Louise did not laugh.. unlike her usual habit. The master’s question was not funny.. rather it struck the depth of logic..

"So that’s how it is," Louise whispered lightly. "Your attack was not random.. a first-rank master you say about my master then.. this means.."

Her smile widened..

"The first attack that the space was subjected to.. the master was at that time in the first rank.. so your information came from the executors of that attack.."

She got closer.. she did not slow down and did not speed up.. her pace was steady.

"You.. either you yourselves were the ones who attacked.. or you are cooperating with them. In both cases.. let me tell you something you will not like."

"What?" the master asked.

"If all the gates have sent out fighters with strength like yours.. then you are all doomed without exception."

Louise’s voice echoed deeply inside the master.. her statement was not mere boasting..

She had already proven that she was indeed at a high level.. but..

The master smiled..

"You smiled?" Louise asked.

"Should I fear your strong words?" the master replied..

Louise shook her body right and left.. to shake off some of the water that had taken over her entire clothing.

"No.." she whispered.

"But your smile means.. either you have a greater strength in your sleeve and that is completely unlikely.. you can barely stand on your feet and your accumulation cannot be fine at all.. so.."

The distance between them became less than ten meters.. the master did not flee.. but Louise stopped.

"This means that the real reason for your smile.. indicates the presence of a greater power behind you."

She tilted her head slightly upward.. toward the black thread.. toward the transfer gate.

A shadow began to emerge gradually..

A loose white robe began to appear gradually..

Then it completed..

A small body.. wearing a loose white robe with golden lines..

The small body stepped forward..

One step then another.. as if it were actually walking in the air.

Then.. it disappeared.

It appeared..

Near the second-rank master..

"Big brother," whispered a girl with messy pink hair and pink cheeks..

"Why are you here?" whispered the second-rank master.

"I didn—"

Booooom..

The second-rank master fell staggering..

"Big brother.. did you speak foolishly.. would I leave this old woman to finish you?"

The little girl extended two fingers..

She lifted the master as if he were a piece of paper..

Then..

She threw him far away..

"Rest there," she whispered.. then turned toward Louise.

"Old woman?" Louise snorted. "All this femininity.. and I am called an old woman?"

A red light suddenly surrounded Louise’s gloves.. her eyes exploded with anger.

"I don’t care if you are a child.. I am Louise.. I will scold you until you apologize."

"Shut—"

Booooom

In the blink of an eye..

The little girl struck..

"You trash," Louise whispered.. she raised her hand and grabbed the girl’s fist.

"Hahaha.. fun!" the girl shouted. "A mere subordinate stopped my strike.."

"And who are you?" Louise mocked.

The girl retreated several meters.. her robe fluttered which clearly looked wider than it should be..

From nothing.. a pink staff appeared..

"I.. am the Lady of Pink Paper.. the third-rank genius of the Swallow Sect." the girl’s voice rose loudly..

"Try to stop my ancient weapon." she whispered then..

She rushed again.. she approached and Louise did not flee..

She raised the medium-length staff.. then..

Swoooosh..

The staff disappeared..

Boooooom..

"Ahhh!" Louise screamed..

The staff struck her violently from behind..

It appeared again in the girl’s hand..

She was very close.. she aimed..

Louise raised her hand..

The staff disappeared again..

Louise turned instantly..

"It will not happen again!" she shouted.

Boooooom

"Aaah!"

Another violent strike..

It hit Louise’s shoulder.. her fist dropped downward..

Booooom..

The girl delivered a direct strike toward the face..

Louise screamed in pain.. she was thrown dozens of meters..

She vomited blood..

She raised her eyes..

The little girl was dancing playfully in the space..

"Damn.." Louise snorted.

She stood up.. barely.

"Is this the strength of the third rank.. damn it it’s as if I never trained." she whispered..

Her body was screaming with pain..

Two strikes from the ancient weapon.. and one with the fist..

They were enough to make her stagger..

"You are strong," the girl whispered laughing.. she did not turn, she was still dancing playfully.. there were no more geese in the space.. but she was happy with the scene.

"Those strikes.. would have finished a beginner second-rank master." the little girl continued speaking..

"My name is Matilda.. I only give it to the strong.. and also.."

She stopped playing..

Suddenly..

It seemed that the atmosphere around her had changed..

She turned slowly.. her eyes wide open.. her lips stretched to their limit..

"I give it to the one.. who will die by my hand." a hysterical laugh spread across the girl’s face..

Louise’s heart fell into darkness..

"She is a monster," she whispered. "If I slack.. I will die."

...

"This is what you get," whispered the second-rank master.. he raised his golden axe again.

"When you try to treat battle with politeness.. in battles people die.. villages are abandoned and crops burn.. your enemy is the worst thing you must face.. you must eliminate him.. bring him down as fast as you can before he brings you down."

Blood was watering the ground violently..

Joe’s gaze fell toward the ground.. he did not move, he was kneeling on his knees..

A hole in his side.. and a slash in his chest made him fall without movement..

"If the situation continues.. you will die from bleeding.. but.."

The master tightened his grip on his axe..

"I will not allow you to die from bleeding.. I will cut off your head."

Swoooosh

The axe descended violently over Joe’s head..

Suddenly..

It stopped..

No, it did not stop.. it was stopped.

"What?!" the master shouted..

Many ropes wrapped around it.. around his fist.. around the axe and paralyzed its movement..

"Hahaha" laughter came from afar..

The master turned quickly..

Many footsteps..

His eyes counted..

Ten fighters wearing blue uniforms..

"Support fighters.. have arrived!" one shout came from them all..

They stood together..

Two placed their hands on the ground.. behind them three extended their hands to the sides.. five behind the three raised their hands high..

They formed a collective combat movement like a regular combat squad..

"Who are you?!" the master shouted.. he pulled his fist violently.. he cut the ropes violently..

At the same moment.. other ropes had already pulled Joe away..

"You," said a blond boy pointing toward three others "go heal Master Joe quickly."

"Do not order us you idiot Logan!" the voices of the three echoed in anger..

Their bickering began foolishly..

A violent wind blew toward them..

"You trash.. are you playing while mocking me?!" the second-rank master snorted in anger..

The three fighters moved toward Joe to heal him.. and before the master remained seven with Logan in the middle..

"What rank are you?" Logan raised his finger toward him..

The master did not answer.. instead he began expanding the range of the ice wall to surround the seven soldiers..

"Come on guys.. let’s make this first-rank master regret it!" Logan shouted..

He ran.. and the rest ran behind him..

"Guys.." Logan’s voice echoed in the minds of the other fighters.. he was using a special communication item..

"Use your designated weapons only for now.. let us see what power this master possesses."

Quickly.. everyone drew their weapons..

And the attack began..

Many weapons rushed toward the master..

Wind.. water.. fire.. poison.. blades..

They rushed at once in a single attack.. they were not simple attacks combined..

Rather they were powerful attacks combined..

The second-rank master’s eye opened in surprise.. he had never expected the presence of a battalion of fighters with such strength..

The worst for him.. was that all of them carried powerful designated weapons..

"Keep going!" Logan shouted..

A large fireball rushed violently toward the master.. he raised his axe and struck it violently..

It vanished from the strength of the strike..

Then a water sphere..

He raised his axe again and struck..

Dozens of arrows rushed.. the master placed his axe before him and blocked them..

After a while.. the attacks slowed..

"Do not fall back.. attack more!" Logan shouted.. and delivered a strike with his sword.. the master blocked it skillfully..

Suddenly.. the ice wall was completed.. many ice spears rushed from the wall..

The soldiers blocked them..

The attack did not surprise them.. they had already expected it..

They returned to attacking again.. they consumed their accumulation consecutively..

But their opponent.. was losing his accumulation rapidly as well..

Despite that.. he smiled..

He had already noticed that the attacks were decreasing in pace despite their shouting..

He continued blocking them one after another..

After a while..

Both sides stood.. separated by a barrier of twenty meters..

Both were panting with exhaustion..

"Now.. it is time." Logan sent a mental message..

Suddenly.. everyone stopped panting..

They took out some green pills.. they consumed them..

Some accumulation returned to them..

"So that’s how it is." the master snorted. "But they are not high-rank pills.. they will barely restore a small amount of accumulation.. your next attack is the last."

"Shut up!" Logan shouted. "Attaaaack!"

The fighters rushed again to attack..

The confrontation did not last long..

Both sides stood again.. this time..

Without accumulation..

Suddenly.. one of the fighters moved..

He placed his palm on the back of one of them.. then another appeared.. then another.. until he placed his hand on everyone’s backs..

Suddenly..

Everyone stopped panting..

"What is happening?" whispered the second-rank master..

"I will tell you." the fighter replied. "My special ability is called Independent Storage.. it allows me to store a certain portion of my accumulation and then use it later."

"My ability also," another fighter whispered, "is called Link.. it allows linking someone’s ability with a group of fighters.. no more than three.. using it I made the Independent Storage ability belong to the group instead of the individual."

Another fighter stepped forward and began explaining as well: "As for me.. my Amplification ability allowed the Link ability to have a wider range.. and it reached ten fighters..."

"Enough!" Logan snorted. "Are you fools? Are you explaining your abilities to him? Defeat him and that’s enough.. come on he has lost his accumulation.. it is time to bring him down!"

He ran toward the master..

The rest followed him.. their accumulation was large and their attacks were fiercer..

From the beginning.. their plan had been clear.. attack violently.. then slow down deliberately to make the master think their accumulation was decreasing..

After the opponent swallowed the bait and continued defending without paying attention to his accumulation..

The next stage was actually losing accumulation..

Then using the attributes they had gained during training..

In the end.. the fact that the master had already lost a large amount of accumulation during his epic clash against Joe helped..

Then they consumed what remained..

Now.. time was passing quickly..

The master’s body fell heavy with wounds..

His ice wall shattered.. he did not have enough accumulation to maintain it..

In a moment..

Seven fierce fighters stood above the head of the huge-bodied master..

"You are defeated.." the master whispered in submission "Let us talk."

Swoooosh..

"Ahhh!" the master screamed in pain..

A large part of his chest had been torn open.. Logan’s sword pierced it..

"War.. either we kill you or you kill us.." a demonic smile appeared on Logan’s lips..

"That was your speech you bastard."

He raised his sword..

Swoooosh

The master’s scream echoed loudly..

Swoooosh

Booooom

The rest joined in..

They struck as well..

The master’s screams filled the air..

Then.. they weakened..

And the strikes did not weaken..

After a while..

The sound stopped..

The strikes stopped..

The second-rank master... had fallen dead.