"Arrows, meteors, hurry up they are advancing."
One of the soldiers shouted from the top of the wall. "These arrows, take them."
A group of arrows were placed in front of him. When he turned his face to look at the undead who were in front of him a moment ago, he found them gone.
"What??!!"
All the undead in sight had been killed.
He didn't understand how but he started shooting arrows at the rest of the undead, but every time he located a victim they quickly fell to the ground.
He felt very angry about it.
"Ah damn."
"Swish, swish"
"Swish, swish"
Woooshh, Wooosh
Wooosh, Wooosh
cut, cut
Right, left, everywhere. In the battle, the only sound heard was the sound of death that was now Yan.
Yan was trying to achieve two things from the fight, the first was to get rid of the threat that threatened humanity and the second was to develop his fighting style.
While fighting with the undead, foot movement was very much required as the monsters tried to pounce on him at every opportunity he hesitated even a little.
Without realizing it, he developed a new movement style that was different from the previous style, which became stronger and more ideal in close and distant combat.
"Swish Boom"
Yan threw multiple energy strikes that repelled all the undead who were trying to pounce on him from behind.
"Huh Huh Huh"
"Aaaaaa"
One of the undead tried to bite him from behind but Yan grabbed the head of the undead and turned his body towards him and cut off his head.
"Boom!"
The undead body fell to the ground, but Yan wasn't even focused on listening to the sound of falling.
He continued crushing the dead with all his might, until their numbers began to decrease with each passing minute.
On the wall, the soldiers were feeling excited as they watched Yan fight.
"Huuu!"
"Look at these moves, if I could do half of them, I would have ten wives. Ha ha ha!"
One of the officers laughed.
Inside, the soldiers wanted to be like this masked soldier.
"It's the Punisher, I swear it's the Punisher!"
Someone from behind shouted.
The large wall that could hold 2,000 archers was filled to the brim with soldiers, and even the people sleeping in the army barracks had come after hearing the news that the masked one had appeared.
"Why are you standing there watching?
Do you want him to fight alone?"
One of the officers said in a loud voice.
"Attack, attack, hoo!"
The soldiers shouted in unison.
At first, the soldiers were hesitant to hit the masked man who was killing enemies everywhere on the battlefield.
There was no simple pattern to his movements, so they were afraid to hit him, especially since he was 200 meters away from them.
But they decided to fight and not worry about him.
The wall was very strong and tall, perhaps as tall as a twenty-seven-story building, and was more than two meters wide.
It was surrounded on all sides by smaller castles and walls that prevented the undead from entering the central regions of the empire.
Behind the wall stood more than two million fighters with one goal in mind, to get rid of this evil that had descended upon them from where they did not know.
"Swish, top, top, boom."
Yan continued to kill the monsters without stopping, until the sky began to set.
The undead who fell that day were more than ten thousand, and Yan killed 300 of them himself.
Because of that day, the area where the undead advanced was completely covered with corpses.
Fortunately, with Yan's help, no humans died that day.
Yan decided to return to the capital now. At night, the war would be less because the undead moved much less than during the day, but the problem was that the place was dark, so it was difficult to have a nighttime battle without casualties, and any loss on the part of humans was a huge loss that they could not bear.
In the palace, Hee Sun was sitting in her private room, looking out the open door that overlooked a beautiful garden that had been planted as per her request.
The light blue roses that were planted matched the color of her dress.
She was sitting trying to figure out the reason for Min's strange behavior.
Before, she had known that he was an absolute evil, and this image was being reinforced every day and this belief grew in her conscience, but now he was a complete stranger.
He spoke in a more gentle manner, but at the same time he forced her to sleep with him, and during the day he was a good emperor.
These things were not understandable to her.
One day, he decided to go to the battle barracks.
This had never happened before except in the time of the founding emperor who led the armies himself.
However, the following emperors did not even try to train on weapons despite owning many of them, so much so that their enemies mocked them and said,
"The emperor who will hold a weapon and fight in the front lines will become the last ruler of this dynasty."
When he returned from his long journey, he ordered that no one should disturb him in his room no matter what.
This was not clear to He Sun.
There was even a rumor that the emperor was afraid of the sight of blood and corpses in battle, so he tried to avoid people.
She did not think so, she had seen him when he returned from his journey.
His eyes had the look of a predator looking to devour its prey, not the look of a frightened person.
No one knew where these rumors came from, but rumors were not old about His Majesty Emperor Min Xiaolong.
In the secret room of the palace, Yan arrived.
"Ah, what the hell, they're endless, huff huff."
He knelt down and stood up, holding the sword as a crutch, then took off his mask, put his clothes on the floor, put on the imperial robes after taking a shower and moving into the room.
The next few days, the same thing happened, Yan would go out to wherever the undead were and kill them.
"Swish Swish, endless sword strike, boom."
When he was fighting hundreds and hundreds of undead so he started to make his own style which he called
"Infinite Style"
because it combined all the styles from the book he read, this world was distinguished in the inscriptions in the first place for Yan and the second is the sword art, this world because of the lack of Qi so much so he dispensed with exploiting the Qi energy and instead focused on techniques unlike his world which relied heavily on Qi you find that a teacher who only knows a few moves can turn the sky upside down, but Yan wanted to do something different he wanted to make his own martial art and this is what he achieved throughout his stay here, if Yan was a dangerous person before then now he is much more dangerous than he was before.
While fighting, Yan felt a strange feeling, he felt like someone was watching him, he was surrounded by more than ten undead.
"Swish Swish."
He cut them down smoothly but the feeling of being watched did not go away.
"Swish boommm baaakh."
Yan was thrown backwards until he was stopped by a group of rocks.
Yan was surprised, the force that hit him was equivalent to a person from the Silver Body Realm, he did not realize how such an existence existed in this world, according to the laws of this world, those with such abilities are considered gods in a sense.
Yan looked at the person who attacked him, this creature was advancing towards him, his white hair flying around him. "Saakhash basshban khakha khaaa."
"Huh?!"
Yan said as he tried to get up, although the blow did not cause him much damage, not knowing the enemy greatly affects the fighter's psyche, especially now that Yan did not know or realize what was happening.
"Swish, aaaaahhhhhhhh"
He tried to hit him with his strange fingers, but Yan dodged the blow at the last moment.
Yan tried to hit the creature, but the creature blocked the attack with its strange bare hand.
"Damn what is this, ahhh, ahhh."
After blocking the attack, Yan was hit with all his strength until all his bones were crushed violently, the creature in front of him was much stronger than Yan.
Yan had never encountered any danger in his life, I mean real danger, the creature in front of him was a predator and he was the prey, he hadn't known this feeling yet, the feeling of fear
"Ahh, ah Suweihekh"
his hand bone was broken after the creature grabbed him by it while he fell to the ground due to the blows and broke it.
Yan felt a terrible pain that he couldn't imagine, but the creature didn't give Yan any chance to act and suddenly "Boom"
Yan's skull was broken by the monster and he died.