Magic Mech Wars Steel Torrent-Chapter 71 Slaughter, Self-blame, Fear and Ambition

The lingering power finally dissipated.

When the tragic scene unfolded before their eyes, it felt so unreal that it seemed as if they were in a dream!

In the dream, they were engaged in a war, but suddenly...

Suddenly...

Everything was gone!

In the eyes of the survivors, all that remained was a hill that had been bombarded into a huge pit. The remaining trees in the pit were still burning, and the flickering firelight illuminated the tragic scene within. Those grotesque black shadows were indistinguishable as either the mutilated limbs

of soldiers or the twisted parts of knights.

On the battlefield, there was a deathly silence!

No!

It wasn't silence!

...

"Aaaaah..."

...

"My foot... It hurts so much... Someone, please save me..."

...

"No, I don't want to die yet... Save me..."

...

The sounds of screams seemed to echo in their minds.

...

But soon they realized that it wasn't just echoing in their minds!

It was because their ears, which had been temporarily deafened by the shock, were gradually regaining their hearing.

The first thing they heard were the miserable cries of the survivors, those panicked and desperate pleas for help!

"Save the wounded!"

A familiar voice shouted in an extremely forceful and commanding tone.

However, their ears were still buzzing, and their reactions at this moment were extremely sluggish. It was obvious that they hadn't yet recovered from the tragic scene before their eyes.

"Save the wounded! Hurry up and save them!"

Prince Turt stood up, staggering, and roared out the order!

Suddenly!

All the soldiers of the Kingdom of Yaminik who could still hear the words were jolted awake. Subconsciously, they retracted their gazes from the distance and focused on their surroundings.

"Ah——! My hand is broken. It hurts so much!"

"Priest! Priest, come and save me quickly..."

"Blood... So much blood! Aaaaah!"

They were not at the center of the Celestial Punishment strike, nor were they within the effective strike range. But they couldn't withstand the powerful shockwave, which sent the ones at the forefront flying at least ten meters away! Some who were standing higher or didn't promptly obey Prince Turt

's order to lie down were sent flying even farther!

Their injuries mostly came from the impact caused by the shockwave!

"I told you to save the wounded——!"

Prince Turt roared again!

Save the wounded!

Yes, save the wounded!

All those who could still move quickly sprang into action, helping up those who had been injured by the impact and checking their wounds.

Suddenly, it was in chaos!

Even though they quickly realized that most of them were only injured and few had died, the fear caused by what had just happened still lingered in their hearts, and their hands couldn't stop trembling as they administered first aid!

Their breaths were heavy, and their heartbeats were extremely rapid!

Even those who weren't injured found it difficult to calm the fear in their hearts!

Because they knew!

...

『Ten thousand people!』

...

At least ten thousand soldiers of the Kingdom of Rankou had vanished before their eyes in that unknown and devastating strike just now!

And they, who had merely endured the shockwave of the lingering power, had already suffered a large number of casualties and injuries!

One could imagine how tragic the scene must have been at the very center of the devastating strike!

No!

Perhaps there was no tragic scene left, because it was very likely that not even a trace would remain!

Even the knight mechas would have been annihilated!

"Hardy Hansa! Get the hell out here!"

Dakwins, Hardy's superior, roared out at this moment while holding his broken arm.

He knew that Hardy had originally been not far from him, and he was surely still there and alive!

Because this attack of the "Seventh-level Magic" was released by "him"!

"General Dakwins, I'm here! I'm here!" Hardy scrambled forward, excitedly, dragging his broken arm as well!

He was extremely excited. He seemed to see his dream of being promoted and gaining titles come true!

Really!

The Seventh-level Magic had truly been unleashed!

Right at his initial defense zone, about 1.2 kilometers away from this riverbank defense line, the "magic artifact" he had left behind had indeed released such magic!

Under this Blood Moon!

"Hahaha! General Dakwins, did you see it? You must have seen it, right! You definitely saw it!"

"It's the magic artifact left by my ancestors. It's mine!"

"I wiped out the army group of those villains. There were at least thousands! Maybe even, maybe ten thousand in that army group, hahaha!"

Hardy laughed maniacally, feeling almost crazy!

"You bastard!" Dakwins raised his hand and punched him to the ground!

"General..." Hardy was a bit dazed.

"Don't call me General. I haven't reached that position yet!"

"You actually had such a magic artifact. Why didn't you offer it to His Highness Prince Turt? Do you know that this sudden release would also cause casualties among us?

"Killing almost an entire army group of soldiers from the Kingdom of Rankou in one go. If they launch a crazy retaliation later, can we withstand it? Have you ever thought about that, you bastard!"

Dakwins was so angry that he was almost going crazy, and he had even forgotten the pain in his broken arm!

"I..." Hardy didn't know how to refute. He was completely stunned.

Why didn't he dare to give it to the prince? Because its origin was unknown, and its authenticity couldn't be determined.

But all these consequences?

With only the shrewdness of a low-level soldier, how could he have thought of so many things? All he had in his eyes was the dream of being promoted and gaining titles!

"Let's go! Take me to see His Highness Prince Turt right now, you bastard!"

Dakwins grabbed Hardy's armor and roughly dragged him away!

Hardy didn't know what he was about to face, but he could only follow and had no way to resist.

He also had no idea whether he would receive a reward or a punishment.

...

However.

Just as everyone was engulfed in chaos, fear, and pain, there was only one person whose mood was extremely complicated.

So complicated that he himself didn't know how to describe it.

...

"Did it succeed?"

Sulian stood in the pit, staring blankly at the huge pit ahead where the firelight still remained.

Everyone around had been sent flying. Without any firelight here, he was left alone in the darkness.

That area, which had originally been a small hill, was now completely bombarded into a small basin. All the surrounding trees had been destroyed by the shockwave, and there was a clear view before his eyes.

He could see those Rankou soldiers who had been injured and then abandoned, and thus survived because they hadn't been evacuated in time, were still struggling. He could also see a large number of severed limbs and the wreckage of knight mechas at the edge of the area.

The deaths in that instant seemed to vanish like numbers.

A few thousand? Or ten thousand?

He didn't know, and at this moment, he didn't seem to be in the mood to find out.

In the air, there was no expected smell of gunpowder smoke. Since it was a kinetic energy weapon, the damage was caused purely by metal and kinetic energy, and there was not the slightest trace of the smell of gunpowder.

Instead, there was the smell of blood...

A thick smell of blood, mixed with a foul smell of burning, spread in the air.

"I... I killed them... For my ambition, I personally killed a large number of soldiers who had nothing to do with me!"

Sulian covered his head with both hands, and the sharp claws extending from his fingers pierced into the skin on his head.

He felt like vomiting!

But his true werewolf form seemed to be enjoying this kind of slaughter!

The conflict between his body and mind was intensifying the complex feelings of guilt and self-blame in his heart, as well as the fear caused by such a terrifying slaughter!

Why had it turned out like this?

...

"Huh?"

Sulian seemed to suddenly recall something.

I was originally just a clumsy guy who liked to do some mechanical research on my own and eventually blew myself up. By luck, I was reborn after time-traveling.

Why am I doing such a thing? Aren't I...

Someone who only likes machinery and mechas?

"Aaaaah——!"

Sulian held his head and let out an ugly roar!

A roar like that of a beast!

On this battlefield filled with screams everywhere, it seemed a bit out of place, but it was also difficult for people to notice it at the first moment.

His true werewolf form, in this massive slaughter and under this Blood Moon, uncontrollably manifested! It ripped apart his clothes, and the claws that extended further even completely pierced the skin of his head.

Blood slowly flowed down from the top of his head and past his eyes.

Everything dim in front of him turned blood-red!

...

No!

It wasn't like this!

I'm killing people, but I'm not massacring civilians. I'm killing those regular soldiers!

They are all unstable factors that can threaten my current homeland and peace! So I need to eliminate them, and I must eliminate them!

This is the world I like, the world that gave me a second life!

This is also a world shrouded in war!

"Aaaah! Ugh——! Hmm aah!"

"Haaaaaah——!"

"Ugh..."

Sulian let out various painful screams again, as if he couldn't control his true werewolf form!

His body, which was as tall as 1.9 meters, even though there was no longer any source of light around him, those scarlet eyes in the darkness, along with the screams he let out, would sooner or later be discovered by others!

But at this moment, his heart was still torn and struggling!

I!

Sulian!

Suman Lendel!

In my current world, there is war everywhere!

Between various countries!

Between various races!

Some wars have even lasted for hundreds of years and seem to never stop.

What I need to do is to use all my knowledge, combine the most advanced concepts from the two worlds, and create the most perfect and powerful country to crush all the unstable factors of war and quell all the chaos in this world!

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Only I can do it, and it can only be me who does it!

The empire is absolutely not allowed to exist!

I want to kill!

I need more killings!

Killing one person can turn me into a brutal werewolf!

Killing a hundred people can turn me into a cruel villain!

Killing ten thousand people gives me the qualification to become a hero in this world!

...

『And I!』

『I, Sulian, Suman Lendel!』

『Will surely become the ruler of this world!』

...

"Ugh——"

Sulian let out a low growl like that of a werewolf, and his scarlet eyes gradually regained clarity.

He put down the claws that had been gripping his head, and the terrifying self-healing ability of the werewolf quickly repaired the wound on his head.

At this moment, he stood tall in the pit, those scarlet eyes coldly gazing at all the tragic scenes ahead. Even when there was a soldier from the Kingdom of Rankou in front of him, who only had the upper half of his body left and was on the verge of death, and who seemed to be reaching out to him wi

th his last hope.

He remained unmoved!

In those scarlet eyes, there was only a cold and indifferent look!

"Hey, are you okay? I just heard you..." A soldier from the Kingdom of Yaminik rushed over.

Blood Blade!

Without even turning his head, Sulian directly slashed him to death!

Anyone who saw the secret of his true form had to die!

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In this tragic battlefield!

Under this blood-red moon!

Sulian truly realized his true ambition from the self-blame and fear of the slaughter!

A thousand people? Ten thousand people?

They were just necessary sacrifices on the road to unifying the world!

...

At the same time.

Philomina, who was hiding high in the sky under the Blood Moon, passed through the clouds and looked down at Sulian on the battlefield below. She nodded in satisfaction.

She turned around and left, disappearing into the Blood Moon.

"Very good, little guy."

"After the first awakening of your bloodline, you caused such a massive slaughter, yet you weren't eroded and consumed by the bloodlust. Moreover, you were able to quickly regain your self-awareness and control your werewolf form so well."

"Even for regular blood clans or even regular third-generation blood clans."

"The consequences of such a slaughter..."

"Death or madness are both possible."