Level up is hard? I can Directly Purchase infinite Levels!-Chapter 75: Bring Raine Back! This Kid Has Gone Crazy!

"Kill them! Kill every last one of those beasts!!"

The defenders of Sunfall Gorge were electrified by the sight, their blood boiling with excitement.

"Judging by his age... he must have only enlisted recently, right?"

"To have such terrifying combat power... could he be some hidden genius within our patrol forces?"

Sean was deeply shaken.

Against four powerful troll warriors, he would have been doomed without question.

Yet this young man had slain them one by one. Such an ability to fight across ranks was something no ordinary squad leader could possibly possess!

The thought sent a surge of excitement through Sean.

For a long time, the eastern defensive line’s patrol forces had been starved of resources. Forget nurturing prodigies—even maintaining basic combat strength was a constant struggle.

More often than not, just when a promising recruit appeared, the next battle would already see them bleeding out on the battlefield.

Now, watching Raine rampage across the battlefield like a god of slaughter, Sean found himself momentarily dazed.

Night gradually deepened.

Most of the several thousand trolls had died at Raine’s hands.

Kyle and the others also took advantage of the chaos to kill many.

Raine hadn’t brought the squad here on a whim. His main purpose was to put them through high-intensity real combat to further stimulate their potential—and to seize the opportunity to deepen their understanding and application of the Blackwater Aegis, laying a foundation for the next stage of more intense physical refinement.

With a thought, a light screen appeared before him:

[Bloodstone: 114,200]

Looking at the number, Raine frowned slightly.

The main issue was that the proportion of Expert- and Master-rank trolls was too low; otherwise, the gains would have been far greater.

"About two hundred trolls managed to escape,"

Paul stepped forward to report.

Raine looked in the direction of the fleeing trolls, a plan already forming in his mind.

"Keep pursuing," he ordered calmly.

"Our objective is to uproot every single troll outpost along this line!"

"Tell Captain Sean not to follow us. Once we’re done, we’ll withdraw immediately."

Paul nodded and acknowledged the command.

Buzz!

Raine’s Thunder Light Wings vibrated as he took the lead, streaking toward the direction of the retreating trolls.

"He... what is he planning to do?"

Sean frowned, an ominous feeling rising in his chest, and immediately gave chase.

"Captain Sean!"

"Our captain is going to wipe out the four troll outposts ahead! You don’t need to follow us!"

As Paul led the team at full speed, he shouted up at Sean in the air.

Sean’s brows knitted tightly.

A single hundred-man squad daring to attack four fortified outposts?

If they alerted the main troll force stationed at Stonehammer Fortress, they could easily end up surrounded and annihilated!

But before he could call out to stop them, Paul and the others had already vanished into the mountain forest after Raine.

...

Ironshield Fortress.

A veteran officer from Iron Dragon Fortress, Eugene, entered the fortress’s council hall.

"City Lord Marcus!"

Eugene bowed respectfully to the elderly man seated inside, dressed in a black-and-gold uniform, his eyes sharp and penetrating.

This man was none other than the governor of Ironshield Fortress—Marcus.

"What business does that fellow Garson have, sending you here in person?"

Marcus asked directly, looking at Eugene.

Eugene smiled. "My lord, you’ve surely heard about the battle at the Bloodstained Mountains, haven’t you?"

"Don’t beat around the bush,"

Marcus replied curtly. He disliked riddles.

He had already heard of that incident. If he weren’t required to hold the fortress, he would have gone to see that youngster with his own eyes.

"He’s entered the Ironshield Fortress sector,"

Eugene said.

"What?!"

Marcus was startled. "Why haven’t I received any report?"

As he spoke, his powerful spiritual perception instantly swept across the fortress.

"No need to scan,"

Eugene sighed. "He’s probably already headed toward the forward outposts by now."

Marcus withdrew his perception, seemingly guessing something, and asked with a frown,

"Did the gargoyle race send experts to assassinate him, forcing him to come here to avoid danger?"

Eugene shook his head.

"The gargoyle race, the Soul Devourer race, and geniuses transferred from other battlefields have indeed appeared in that region."

"But he didn’t come to Ironshield Fortress to hide."

"He came to make preparations... to attack Crimson City alone."

"What exactly he plans to do—even Lords Garson and Hegros haven’t fully figured it out."

"However, Administrator Garson hopes you can look after him while he’s here."

"And, if possible, keep him inside the fortress for now—don’t let him run around recklessly..."

"Wait—what did you just say?"

Marcus raised a hand to stop him, then demanded sharply,

"You said that kid plans to... attack Crimson City by himself?"

Eugene gave a bitter smile and nodded.

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Marcus exploded in anger.

"How could one person possibly take on an alien-race fortress that’s been fortified for years? That’s nothing short of throwing his life away!"

As a city lord, Marcus knew all too well the price required to assault an enemy stronghold. It could drag an entire defensive line into a disastrous war of attrition.

Of course, that wasn’t even the most important part.

The achievements at the Bloodstained Mountains—the heaven-defying potential displayed there—even hearing about it was enough to inspire any human commander.

Everyone saw Raine as the rising hope of the eastern defensive line. How could they possibly stand by and watch him attempt such a suicidal mission?

"If he’s really at the forward outposts, I’ll immediately send people to drag him back!"

The old city lord, who usually remained calm even in the face of vast alien armies, could no longer keep his composure when it came to Raine.

At that moment, Samwell, captain of Ironshield Fortress’s Third Battalion, strode into the council hall.

Seeing Eugene there, he looked puzzled.

"This is Eugene, a squad captain from Iron Dragon Fortress,"

Marcus introduced briefly, then asked, "Samwell, what is it?"

Samwell reported solemnly,

"An emergency battle report has arrived from the Sunfall Gorge outpost. Over two thousand trolls launched a surprise attack, and the outpost was nearly overrun."

"But a small unit from Iron Dragon Fortress arrived in time. Not only did they hold the outpost, they annihilated all two thousand-plus trolls..."

"...and hung their heads along the cliffs of Sunfall Gorge."

As he finished speaking, Samwell also looked at Eugene, already forming a guess.

"Looks like you were right,"

Marcus said to Eugene, then turned to the bewildered Samwell.

"The leader of that reinforcement unit was the same kid who killed the Thunderclan prodigy—Raine."

"Him?!"

Samwell’s expression changed.

No wonder. A hundred-man squad capable of counter-killing two thousand trolls and achieving such results could only be explained by terrifying combat power.

"Samwell, the situation is urgent. You will personally head to the frontline outposts!"

"You must find him—and protect him!"

Marcus issued the order without hesitation.

Eugene quickly added, "More importantly, keep a close eye on him. Don’t let him stray too far from the defensive line."

"Did something happen back at Iron Dragon Fortress?"

Samwell asked keenly, having sensed something was amiss.

Eugene sighed and roughly explained Raine’s insane plan to attack a city alone, as well as the reason he had come to Ironshield Fortress.

Samwell listened with eyes wide open, utterly stunned.

One man attacking a city?

Was that even possible?

Even sending several Grandmaster-level powerhouses to storm a city would be difficult without the support of an army.

The idea sounded so outrageous it bordered on sheer madness.