The intense sound of artillery fire gradually faded away, while the snow covering the forest exuded a faint chill. A figure bathed in a crimson glow darted swiftly through the pale, misty woods.
Behind him, sporadic gunfire lingered faintly, but it was growing more distant.
Because of his attack on Smot, he had become the target of pursuit by the West Iron and Steel Mercenary Corps.
This created a minor obstacle in his escape from the battlefield, but it was nothing significant.
Now, he had already received Chaos's blessing and possessed the power of a B-level Extraordinary.
The more he killed, the greater Chaos's pleasure, unlocking his power to its fullest potential.
A B-level Extraordinary might not be able to face the full-scale assault of a mercenary corps, but escaping from a chaotic battlefield without constraints? That was almost effortless.
He avoided causing trouble with the City Defense Army within the city, fearing being surrounded and trapped like a hunted animal.
