After a month of the soldiers' arrival, Yan was very tired of the boring routine.
While he was busy sitting in the palace and issuing orders and instructions, a great war was raging at a distance from him.
The problem was that he could end the war if he was there.
He had penetrated to the bone purification stage and now he was not practicing because the qi in this world did not help to penetrate further. As for the art of engraving, he had become familiar with it. If there were degrees of knowledge, he would have a doctorate in the art of engraving.
He even invented a new engraving style, the healing engraving, which was an engraving that he made himself.
This engraving greatly accelerates the state of recovery.
He had invented this type when he tried to discover how to treat the living dead.
It was rumored that they were infected with a type of disease that made them savage and loved to kill.
However, after trying to study medicine, he failed because he did not love it.
When he was in the sect in the private world, he had been directed by his older brother and forced to go to study with the Sheikh of Medicine, but he was angry about the matter, so he did not care about studying, but he discovered a love for it.
He was curious about how to make medicines, and when the Sheikh of Medicine discovered his love for this matter, he made him go to the Sheikh of Chemistry to study with him.
The healing inscription was the strongest of the inscriptions.
Most of the inscriptions were made by people weaker than Yan, so they couldn't think in the same way.
They couldn't understand the Qi energy in the same way he understood it.
Yan announced that he would head to the battlefield to encourage the fighters and learn about the latest developments in the battle.
In his carriage, Yan was looking around for a place to draw the transition inscription, because any mistake in the inscription would spoil the process, and if the inscription was erased, the process would also fail.
Yan had reached the (copper) wall, as it was called because of the color of the stones it was made of, and was inspecting the soldiers who were in the worst condition due to the battle they had been fighting for the past month.
The commanders were trying to convince Yan that they were winning, but looking at the soldiers he could see the extent of the trouble everyone was in, but he would not let despair take over, the soldiers were happy to have him, no matter what, the emperor was the father and protector of this empire.
While he was inspecting the places, he found a place he could come from, it was a place he discovered because of the supernatural feeling he had, it was a well-hidden cave that was also close to the camp.
Yan sneaked into the cave and began to carve the inscription into the ground.
The teleportation inscription was a difficult inscription that required a very large amount of energy.
Even for Yan, moving from a city in the center of the continent to a city in the south required a lot of Qi and concentration.
Yan was panting and sweating from the great work he was doing.
The inscriptions were gathering around him in the form of a circle with a triangle in the middle and consisted of many inscriptions such as (the insurance inscription, the safe road inscription, the super speed inscription and other inscriptions).
Yan finished sorting the inscriptions and began to try to connect them in his mind and merge them with the inscriptions in his room. In moments, he moved from the cave near the barracks to the royal room in the capital.
He was amazed by the matter.
Perhaps he was the first person in the world, whether a scientist or this scientist, to move this distance in moments.
Realizing the advantages of the art in front of him made him excited beyond imagination.
In the valley near him, there was a large group of undead attacking a squad of a thousand soldiers stationed in the valley in what looked like a wooden castle.
The soldiers had been trapped for three days, unable to go out to seek help.
The guards of the (small castle) fought in the front lines until their weapons broke and returned to the castle to rest and then fought again, it was hell for everyone but that night something big changed, in the evening the soldiers woke up to the sounds of fighting and screaming, many of them thought it was assistance from the main army but what they found was a masked man killing the living dead, the lights coming out of his sword illuminated the ground and killed the living dead at the same time.
Corpses were piling up everywhere he fought, for the soldiers watching the fighting from above the wooden roofs this fighting was the most amazing fighting ever, they had never seen anyone move in this way in their lives and even if they had seen it, they had never seen someone who could use it in a real battle, the masked man moved lightly and with every movement some of the living dead were cut down.
"Wooooow"
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"Wooooow"
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"Look at this fighter"
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"This is great. If there was a squad like this, the enemies would be eliminated in one day."
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The soldiers cheered in a state of excitement and anticipation that increased as the fighting went on.
Yan was thinking about Hee Sun during the fight, who had started to be on his mind during this period.
He started thinking about her a lot,
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"Do I love her?"
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He thought while cutting the undead that were approaching him. He was using footwork that had developed due to his level and frequent use.
Of course, the sword style he had learned had proven its perfection and ability that could perhaps compete with the legendary martial arts of his world.
Yan's thinking about returning safely to see Hee Sun had taken control of him without him realizing it.
At first, the reason for his interest in her was, quite frankly, her beauty, but after getting to know her and living with her, feelings of love began to creep into him.
(Swish, Bam Bam Swish) He was moving at an incredible speed, and with every movement, the bodies of the undead were being cut apart and the number of corpses increased.
"Wait a little longer."
His body was almost completely drained of energy from using too much of it.
At the stage he was in, it couldn't handle the amount of energy he was using.
His consciousness had long been accustomed to using energy from stages much higher than his current stage, so he hadn't calculated the amount of energy he should be using correctly.
Veins had appeared on his forehead and sweat was coming out from everywhere.
His body felt tired, his hands were starting to feel numb, as were his feet.
Fortunately, he was able to eliminate 95% of the undead, and because of his action, the soldiers were excited and came out and started a one-sided fight.
Yan was able to break a siege that could have been disastrous for humanity, as this castle was preventing the undead from surrounding the main castle and starting a two-sided attack. Fortunately, the castle survived.
"Thank you, Masked One, for your help."
One of the leaders spoke to Yan who was breathing heavily from exhaustion.
He was standing a short distance away from the soldiers so no one realized that he couldn't even stand properly.
To them, this Masked One was almost like one of the titans they heard about in legends. Yan looked at them as he gathered all his strength to speak and said in his strong voice,
"I, the Punisher, am happy to fight with you."
He grabbed his sword in his hand and started running with all the energy he had left.
Luckily, he was fast enough that no one would follow him, even if someone was riding a horse to follow him, Yan would be able to escape them easily.