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Chapter 168 - 72: The End

Chapter 168: Chapter 72: The End

The Dark Elves’ faces changed dramatically the moment they rushed into the encirclement, suddenly feeling a strong sense of crisis as if "we were the ones surrounded."

One Elf raised his twin blades in front of him, trying to capture Aske’s attention, while subtly planning his escape by stepping feebly on the ground. Another Elf quietly approached from behind, pulling a dagger from his waist in an attempt to backstab.

Aske performed a thrust with his longsword using the Sharp-breaking from Star Nine Forms. The sword tip accurately passed through the gap between the twin blades and penetrated the Dark Elf’s throat.

Behind him, the Elf attempting the backstabbing stiffened, hastily pushing the dagger forward only to suddenly see the dark muzzle of a gun.

Bang.

Aske maintained his forward thrusting posture, but from beneath his right arm, a gun barrel abruptly extended, emitting flames toward the back.

The bullet seemed to have eyes, striking its forehead, causing the Dark Elf’s neck bone to break, and its body was pushed backward by the force.

The remaining Dark Elf, seeing no chance of victory, suddenly stiffened—it had bitten into the poison in its false teeth and dropped dead on the spot.

Turning back, Aske saw the Spartan, with the support of Medea, finally slay the last Dark Elf.

"Hold on, Tandaniao!" Rudashus rushed to the side of an injured Spartan Warrior, quickly helping him remove his damaged arm armor.

This warrior’s arm had been slashed during the fight, the flesh near the wound turned purplish—clearly poisoned by the Dark Elf’s toxins.

"It seems to be some sort of acute neurotoxin, the trouble is there’s no doctor here." Aske picked up a poisoned blade from the ground, examined it and said, "You could cut open his wound, there’s a chance to drain the poisoned blood, but if the detoxification fails, the best outcome is spinal nerve paralysis, leaving him a cripple."

"The other option is to amputate his arm, which would definitely save his life. Whatever you choose, don’t delay for more than ten minutes."

"What’s your choice, Tandaniao?" Rudashus seriously asked.

The Spartan named Tandaniao didn’t speak but clenched his teeth, raised his injured left arm, and harshly chopped it off with his right hand.

His severed arm rolled on the ground, his face turned ghostly pale from the intense pain, rigidly biting down, he didn’t make a sound.

Another Spartan took a bandage and tourniquet from his waist pack, attempting to stabilize and stop the bleeding on the severed arm.

"That won’t stop the bleeding," said Rudashus, picking up a great sword from the ground and heating it on a burning Dark Elf corpse.

"Place it on the stump to cauterize the wound," he said indifferently, then to the Spartan beside him, "Also, stuff something in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue."

The Spartan stuffed the broken arm armor into his mouth; Rudashus said, "Hang in there," and pressed the glowing-hot great sword forcefully onto the wound.

Even though Tandaniao had no expression on his severed arm, his face quickly contorted in extreme pain, sweating profusely, his whole body trembling.

Fortunately, it was over in just a few seconds, the wound burned to a charred hardness. Rudashus dropped the great sword, and Tandaniao, now one-armed, supported himself on the ground, spat out the arm armor, and took deep breaths.

The arm armor he had bitten down on had a row of shallow bite marks.

The Spartan beside him, expression unchanging, helped his one-armed comrade up, quickly dressing the wound to prevent infection.

"Can Miss Nora heal him?" Rudashus asked Aske.

"No," Aske shook his head, To fully repair a completely damaged limb, at least the capability of Life IV would be needed, "But, you could go to Solomon City and have an arm cloned for him."

"Clones?" Rudashus didn’t understand what that word meant, but he still patiently noted it down and nodded his thanks.

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From the bodies of these Dark Elves, a dark-colored Extraordinary Trait that combined "Sharp Weapon I" "Blunt Weapon I," and "Intuition I" slowly seeped out.

The Spartans also understood the use of these traits, thus they didn’t take any and left them all for Aske.

After all, it was he who had saved everyone.

Aske made no ceremony of collecting them into his pouch.

After hurriedly saying goodbye to the three Spartan warriors, the two swiftly moved to the other two floors to find the remaining girls.

Dark Elves were indeed challenging opponents for Level 3 Transcendents, especially due to the toxins on their weapons, which could cause endless trouble with just a slight scratch.

However, the other two groups were led by Eleanor and Thira, and Aske trusted their tactical caliber to at least maneuver and avoid if they were outmatched, rather than foolishly charging to their deaths.

After all, they were the girls he personally trained.

In the Central Square of the 52nd floor residential area, they finally found Thira’s team at the battlefield.

Being a residential area for the elite, the battle involved not only Spartans but also a stationed Mage unit; thus, relying on their numerical advantage and the strike distance of remote Arcane Throwing, they relatively easily disposed of the invaders.

In contrast, Eleanor’s team on the 30th floor encountered significant trouble; almost all the guards there had been massacred, forcing them to fight a lone battle alongside the arriving Spartans.

Eleanor fully utilized her role as a MT in the battle by wearing tough Magic Copper Armor and absorbing most of the Dark Elves’ attacks.

By the time Aske arrived, they were being attacked by a dozen Dark Elves, and their formation was on the verge of collapse.

However, the tide of the battle quickly turned; Aske and Medea’s arrival enabled the initially dominating Dark Elves to be rapidly isolated and decisively annihilated.

It was only after the battle that they discovered Mia had been sliced on her shoulder at some point and poisoned. Fortunately, Nora was nearby to perform an emergency operation to open the wound and bleed it, using "Life I" to drive the blood and eventually flush out the toxins.

Medea was relieved and simultaneously felt a subtle sense of regret.

Quintus also quickly arrived with his team, collecting the Dark Elves’ bodies to send to a professional department for identification.

Clearly, this noble officer’s furrowed brow indicated he had also realized the unexpected complication presented by the Dark Elves’ emergence.

Still, as Aske said, all this was irrelevant to The Azure Longsword Mercenary Corps.

For the Azure Longsword, this was simply a significant independent combat practice, indicating that even without Aske present, the girls already possessed the basic ability to independently handle enemies.

"I’m in so much pain!" Mia, her shoulder wrapped in bandages, cried tearfully upon seeing Aske, "That ’Instant Step,’ was totally useless! I just slammed right into its blade!"

"That’s why I said, you’re still at the introductory stage. Only when you can control the direction change freely, can we talk about having a basic grasp of this technique," Aske said helplessly, as he took something out of a small pouch strapped to his back and handed it to Mia.

"What’s this?" Mia asked with a pitiful face.

"A lollipop, go ahead and eat it," Aske said.

So Mia tore open the wrapper and began to earnestly suck on the lollipop, while the other girls covered their mouths and snickered.