Liens did not care about the guard's alarm, as he had intended to attack head-on from the start.

What he wanted was as many people as possible, so he could experience the death threats he felt back at the Training Camp.

Therefore, he even waited for the guard to shout a few more times before swinging his sword and slaying him.

Unlike the guards at the Training Camp, the guards stationed at the Military Fortress wore leather armor.

This might be due to the different working environments of the two.

Here, the guards needed to defend against outsiders, while at the Training Camp, they watched over Slaves. With high walls separating them, they basically didn't need to face outsiders.

And Liens and the other Slaves basically had no weapons, so naturally, there was no need to put much effort into their armor.

After all, things like leather armor and full armor, not to mention the cost, are definitely not as comfortable to wear as normal clothes.

For this reason, when he swung his sword to kill those two guards just now, Liens aimed for their necks, as it was a fatal spot with no protection.

"Woo woo…"

Liens arrived at the Military Fortress gate. Standing outside the gate, he could clearly hear the alarm sounding from inside.

Without hesitation, Liens pushed the main gate open with force.

"Clang"

As the main gate was pushed open, he held his sword horizontally to block a longsword that was swinging at him from behind the gate.

He then rolled to the side, dodging several incoming longswords, and at the same time, before the gate could close, he flashed into the Military Fortress.

"Bang"

This was the sound of the Military Fortress gate closing completely, and also the sound of Liens's retreat being cut off.

At this moment, the Military Fortress was brightly lit. The magic stone lamps installed in various positions had begun to work, making it as bright as day.

The alarm continued to blare, mixed with a large amount of footsteps.

"Who are you? Why are you forcefully entering a Military Fortress at night?"

The guards who had begun to surround Liens slowly encircled him. One of the guards loudly questioned Liens, who was dressed in black.

Liens did not reply. He looked around, confirming that a continuous stream of guards was rushing towards them, then he began to launch his attack.

He raised his sword, stepped forward, and charged, almost instantly closing in on the guard directly in front of him.

His longsword thrust straight, piercing the throat of the guard who had not reacted in time.

He withdrew his sword, turned, pushed off with his feet, approached the guard on his left, and swung his sword upward in a diagonal slash, severing most of that guard's neck.

In a short moment, two people had died by Liens's sword.

"Ah…"

Seeing this, the other guards roared in anger, raising their swords and hacking at the fiend in front of them.

However, due to their scattered positions, their longswords could not reach Liens's position simultaneously, thus failing to block him from all directions.

Liens utilized this time difference, casually dodging their attacks, while also closing in on one of the guards.

He exerted force, thrusting his longsword straight, and with a burst, he directly pierced the guard's heart.

Leather armor is not steel armor; it cannot completely defend against piercing attacks.

Pulling out his sword, Liens pushed with his left hand, causing the guard whose heart had been pierced to face his colleagues' longswords with his body.

Facing their colleague's body, the other guards all stopped their hacking longswords.

They stopped, looked at each other, and saw fear in each other's eyes. Yоur suppоrt аt МV^LЕМР^YR kееps thе sеriеs gоing.

Too fast…

In almost an instant, three of them had been killed by the fiend in front of them.

This also made them realize that the person in front of them was not someone they could handle.

If they insisted on attacking again, the result would be no different from those lying on the ground.

Understanding their helplessness, the remaining few immediately stood together, then assumed a stance aimed at Liens, but they only stood in confrontation, not continuing to attack Liens.

They felt that preserving their own lives was more important than desperately killing the enemy.

The others would arrive very soon. As soon as there were more people, they would surely be able to subdue this terrifying fiend.

What they could think of, Liens naturally could also think of.

Seeing those few guards standing together, he immediately realized their thoughts.

"Heh."

Liens chuckled, swung his sword to shake off the blood, and stepping through the spreading pool of blood on the ground, he charged towards those guards.

In slaughter, timidity is the most unnecessary emotion.

When you are afraid, it means you are not far from death.

What Liens needed were opponents who could swing their swords at him, not white rabbits that had already given up their fangs.

Since they no longer had the will to fight, he would kindly send them on their way, which would also reduce some of the pressure to come.

When the booming footsteps stepped into this open space.

The arriving guards saw a black-clad figure covered in blood, holding a longsword, thrusting it through the chest of his colleague.

And on the ground, there were 6 bodies lying in pools of blood, clearly a scene of a recently completed murder.

Liens pulled the longsword from the guard's chest, pushed him with his hand, and made him fall to the ground.

He looked around, gazed at the guards who had surrounded him, extended his left hand, and made an inviting gesture to them.

"Come on… let's continue."

Liens's calm voice echoed in the spacious hall.

Then he raised the longsword in his hand and charged directly towards the guards who had formed a encirclement.

Seeing the fiend in front of them dare to resist even in the current situation, the hastily arriving guards were naturally enraged.

They all drew their longswords and attacked the overconfident figure.

…

White space.

"Ah, I died again."

Standing in the vast emptiness, Liens sighed.

No surprise, this was the expected outcome.

The strength of those Military Fortress guards varied; most of them were not as strong as Jonathan, and for him, they were just small fries that could be killed with one sword.

However, because of their leather armor, he needed to aim for vital points or exert more effort to kill them with one sword.

And under a multi-person encirclement, this originally simple act became extremely difficult.

Because besides drawing his sword to kill, he also needed to be aware of his surroundings to avoid being attacked.

When his attention was divided, even the instinct of his "Sword Style" could not allow him to maintain defense against surrounding attacks while efficiently killing.

However, "Sword Style" itself is something that is constantly being perfected.

Having gained experience from this encirclement, Liens believed he could do better next time.

Isn't the purpose of "Insight" to help him better absorb combat data?

"I couldn't achieve the goal of 'killing through the Training Camp,' so for now, I'll change it to 'killing through the Military Fortress'."

"Alright, I've rested enough… it's time for the next 'game'."

Liens propped his chin with one hand, muttering to himself.

He also needed to alleviate the pain of being pierced by many longswords.