Chapter 312: Breakout


    Trantor: Dess Editor: Efydatia


    Thunderous gallops were heard as ck bodies flew like the raging tide.


    Riding their red-eyed ming ck horses, the ck Knights were running towards Kieran and co. surrounding thempletely.


    About 500 ck Knights circled the Picard, causing Kieran, Schmidt, Raul and Cidney to turn slightly pale.


    When they had decided to return to Forende Town, they had expected resistance, but not these kind of numbers.


    "I’ll go on the offensive! Schmidt, Raul, cover me! Cidney, take over the wheel and drive us away from this sh*thole!" Kieran ordered everyone before picking up the box with [Arrogant Word] and getting out of the car.


    Kieran did not give much thought to the situation before him. He just ran out at full force.


    He wouldn’t use [Devil Transformation] or [Desire Summoning], unless it was hisst option. He only had one Golden Skill Point left after all.


    "If that Golden Skill Point could be replenished..."


    Kieran gripped [Arrogant Word] tightly, his eagerness for that Golden Skill Point rising in his heart. He knew that, even though the ck Knights had a high Fire Damage Resistance, if he used the devil’s me, they would be turned into ashes.


    Now though?


    Kieran stood on top of the front hood, signalling at Schmidt, who was loading a machine gun by the trunk of the car.


    "Charge!" he shouted.


    Kieran was like an arrow let loose, rushing towards the circling ck Knights ahead.


    He was dragging the dark red greatsword up and down with a nted shing move. The sharp edge sliced the war horse and the knight on top, splitting them into half.


    Then the sharp edge was swung back down, executing another sh.


    At the sound of the slicing metal, another ck Knight was split in half.


    A couple of ck spears were lunged at Kieran, but they couldn’t advance anymore.


    [Primus Scale]!


    As the nted sh struck home, Kieran screamed out loud, channeling all his strength into swinging [Arrogant Word] with a horizontal sh. Kieran purposely dislocated his step to suit the swinging sh of [Arrogant Word], his body spinning like a top as the dark red de moved in deadly circles.


    The ck spears were broken by the spinning sh, followed quickly by the ck Knights.


    Kieran was like a meat-grinder advancing forward, whipping up a bloody storm and carving a bloody path among the ck Knights surrounding him.


    Schmidt pulled the trigger of the machine gun repeatedly, firing over and over again.


    Bullets rained down on the ck Knights, piercing their armor. However, a ck mist shrouded their bullet holes, helping recover it.


    The force of the raining bullets made the ck Knights stagger though, allowing Kieran to widen his escape path.


    Cidney stepped hard on the pedal. The Picard’s tires spun on the spot for a couple of rounds before emitting a burnt rubber stench and letting loose like a wild horse dashing forward at lightning speed.


    The sudden dash had moved the car away from 1/3 of the encirclement in an instant, but the ck Knights reacted quickly, ditching the front blockage and nking the Picard from left and right.


    The Night Owl’s speed and explosive energy allowed the ck Knights to run in a parallel line with the Picard while dishing their weapons on the car.


    Their ck spears and swords were stabbing and shing at the car.


    The Picard, which had been whole a moment ago, was turned into scraps. The passenger door had been stabbed by a ck spear and split into half by a knight’s sword.


    The windows of the Picard had all been shattered, and the engine hood had sunk down.


    The trunk of the car, which was made of pure steel, had also suffered some sh marks.


    "F*ck!"


    Schmidt tightened his fingers around the trigger. After he fired at a ck Knight heading for Cidney, the corners of his eyes picked up a few more ck Knights hurling their spears at the car’s tires.


    Schmidt quickly turned his machine gun around.


    However, as he turned the gun away, a ck Knight from the other side struck again. His target had also been the tires.


    After a sudden loud noise, Raul hurled out a jade-colored vine.


    The vine was nimbler than a snake as it constricted around the hurled ck spear. Not only did it alter the spear, but it also caused the ck Knight who had hurled it to fall off his horse.


    "NICE!" Schmidt cheered as he watched the scene. His face turned sour again quickly though.


    The machine gun was jammed!


    "Those f*cking business scoundrels! When I get back, I’ll shoot their asses up!"


    After cursing, Schmidt threw the machine gun inside the trunk and pulled out his ace from his pocket. Grenades.


    "Beat this, you ck bastards!" Schmidt yelled, hurling two grenades at the ck Knights.


    Boom!


    The ck Knights and horses on both sides were thrown off their feet at the explosion.


    "Step on it! Step on it!" Schmidt shouted, tapping the roof of the car eagerly. He wanted to get away from the ck Knights fast.


    Even if Schmidt was not urging him, Cidney would still have tried his best to elerate.


    In fact, Cidney had been stepping on the pedal from the moment the fight had begun.


    The Night Owl horses were too fast though!


    After a few seconds, the concentrated galloping noises approached them again.


    "Faster! Faster! They areing back!"


    Schmidt was reloading his machine gun as he urged Cidney. The ck Knights were back on their tail again.


    "This is the fastest it can go!" Cidney shouted back at Schmidt.


    Even though Cidney was a polite doctor, his manners were of no use in that situation.


    Pieces of ss were crashing all around him, making him bleed all over his body. The ck Knights pursuing them had appeared again. He wished he could jump from the car and push it himself to get it to go faster. This was just wishful thinking though.


    As Cidney was stepping down on the pedal with all his strength, a figure jumped on the roof of the car.


    It was Kieran! Cidney was delighted, and so were Raul and Schmidt.


    Kieran had proved himself to everyone, unconsciously affecting the natives around him.


    Schmidt, who had been reloading his machine gun nervously, started reloading it calmly.


    As he cleared the jam and reloaded the gun, Kieran took out a couple of grenades, hurling them skillfully at his target.


    Boom! Boom!


    The explosions took ce almost simultaneously.


    The ck Knights on the front row were sted to the ground, dragging the others with them like a heel rope.


    The ck Knights toppled down in groups.


    Everyone in the Picard was delighted, but suddenly their delight was killed off by shock.


    Trantor’s Thoughts


    Dess Dess


    Something came after the ck Knights