I Can Only Cultivate In A Game-Chapter 43: RUN!

Mr. Revenant rushed to the opening and looked out.

Through the thick dust and glowing lava, he saw the Warrior fighting alone.

His movements were inhuman and his sword was an extension of his will—but he was outnumbered.

And there was no way in hell one man could take on an entire Drakenar war party alone.

He turned back to the group. "We stay hidden. He can't help us—not yet. We wait for more officers."

The others nodded in silent agreement.

But then—a problem arose.

Mr. Revenant's eyes widened as he saw someone running.

It was the same miner who had been holding a torch that night.

The man who had spoken about his little girl.

He had panicked.

And he was fleeing in the open.

The Drakenar noticed.

One of them—a brute of a warrior with dark spikes lining its arms—turned toward the man.

It let out a roar, exuding heat waves that distorted the air around it as it charged.

"Shit—" Mr. Revenant moved.

The others tried to grab him, but he shoved them off.

He couldn't let that man die.

Bursting from the hiding spot, he ran after the panicked miner, sprinting past the burning rubble.

The man turned and stumbled as his eyes widened with terror.

"Come with me! I have a hiding spot!" Mr. Revenant urged while grabbing him by the arm.

But it was too late.

The Drakenar brute had locked onto them.

Molten claws reached for them causing the heat alone to burn the air around it.

Mr. Revenant's mind worked fast.

If they both ran for the hiding spot, the Drakenar would follow.

They'd expose everyone.

So he made a decision.

A terrible but necessary one.

"Run to the enclosure—NOW!" he yelled.

Then—

He grabbed a nearby mining tool and swung it with full force into the Drakenar's face.

The tool shattered on impact.

It caused no damage but it got the Drakenar's attention.

Its molten eyes flickered with newfound rage as it turned toward Mr Revenant.

The other miner hesitated. "No—"

"GO!" Mr. Revenant roared.

The man ran.

The Drakenar pounced—not at him, but at Mr. Revenant.

He had become the new target.

And he ran.

Not toward the hiding spot—but away from it.

Leading the monster away from the survivors.

Mr. Revenant didn't look back.

Didn't hesitate.

His heart pounded and his breath hitched.

He could feel the intense heat behind him as the Drakenar closed in fast.

But he had bought them time.

He had given them a chance.

And now—he had to survive.

...

On the other hand, the lone Mana Defense Officer, Commander Felix Ardent, was holding his ground against the overwhelming numbers of the Drakenar.

His greatsword cleaved through molten flesh, sending chunks of dark-scaled bodies flying as he fought.

His system interface flickered in front of his vision, keeping his abilities running at full power.

Felix had just finished splitting a Drakenar in two when something caught his eye.

In the distance—a man was running.

And behind him—

A Drakenar brute was closing in fast.

Felix's breath hitched. 'Damn it—another civilian!'

Without hesitation, he sprinted toward them, causing his armour to clank loudly as he charged.

The Drakenar chasing Mr Revenant was about to make contact when Felix appeared behind it and stabbed his sword into the creature from behind.

The Drakenar spat out sizzling blood as Felix lifted it into the air with his sword and then flung it away.

Mr Revenant came to a halt with a look of appreciation on his face upon noticing that his pursuer had been taken care of.

"Are you o..." Felix was just about to call out when a massive blur appeared in front of him.

The air warped as a wave of molten heat brushed their faces—

In the same instant, a fist slammed into his chest.

BOOOOOOOM!

Felix's entire body got lifted off the ground and sent flying backward at insane speed.

He smashed through three boulders with his body bouncing across the molten ground before colliding into a rough rock wall.

CRACK!

A cloud of dust and debris exploded from the impact site, obscuring his form completely.

Mr Revenant's eyes widened in horror.

"Oh, shit—"

Before he could move, a massive clawed hand gripped his throat.

He was lifted off the ground causing his legs to dangle as he choked.

This Drakenar was different from the others.

It stood a full head taller than any Drakenar Mr. Revenant had seen before. Its magma veins pulsed like rivers of fire beneath its scorched-black skin.

Its armour, if it could be called that, was made from solidified lava with glowing cracks running along the surface.

And its eyes…

They were not just burning red—they were intelligent.

Mr. Revenant struggled with the creature's massive wrist, but it was like trying to move a mountain.

All of a sudden, it spoke.

"Kovulchuni aoerico ma woxtasi..."

The language sounded guttural and primal, like rocks grinding against each other.

Then, it changed.

It turned smoothened and refined.

And suddenly—

English.

"You humans," the Drakenar leader's deep voice vibrated through Mr. Revenant's skull.

Mr. Revenant froze.

How the hell did they learn to speak English?!

The Drakenar leader studied him with intense curiosity as its grip tightened slightly.

"You were offered the opportunity to coexist and yet you chose to start a war... you puny unintelligent beings... now you will bear the consequences of your actions... after we have wiped most of your population, the rest will become Drakenar slaves," it stated confidently.

Mr. Revenant gritted his teeth, "Go to hell."

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The Drakenar grinned.

It raised one hand, preparing to crush his skull.

But before it could—

A streak of silver flashed through the air.

"Let him go!"

With a mighty swing, Felix slashed downward, forcing the Drakenar leader to release Mr Revenant and block the attack.

CLANG!

The shockwave from the impact shattered the ground beneath them.

Felix's voice was raw with fury.

"RUN!" he shouted at Mr. Revenant.

"But—"

"RUN! NOW!"

Mr. Revenant staggered back, knowing there was no time to argue.

He turned—and bolted.

But the moment he did—

More Drakenar spotted him.

And they chased.

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Meanwhile, in the City

Victor moved like a shadow since his speed was tripled by the effects of Wind Dash.

The silent streets blurred past him, but his mind was focused only on one thing—

Reaching his father.

His GPS flashed in his hand, updating in real-time as he navigated through the deserted roads.

The sounds of battle in the distance were growing louder, but he had managed to avoid detection so far.

But then—

Up ahead, a group of Drakenar warriors were patrolling the streets.

Victor cursed under his breath and immediately veered off into an alleyway to avoid them.

He turned the corner—

And ran straight into two Drakenar.

"Shit!"

The creature's molten eyes narrowed as they spotted him instantly.

One of them let out a low growl while stepping forward.

Victor's muscles tensed as he raised his fists.

There was nowhere to run.

He had only one choice.

Fight.