Chapter 613: Bloodshed in the Battle Zones

Boom!!!

Massive arcs of sword energy and venomous, snake-like black spikes collided instantly.

In a split second, no matter how shocked the Awakeners from various nations were, the moment battle erupted, everyone instantly shifted into combat mode!

Third-stage combat allowed no mercy and left no room for hesitation!

Any mistake could be fatal. Even though fighters from four nations sensed something was off, they had no choice but to steel themselves and strike first!

After all, if they were to hold back, it would only be after the enemy lay dead—no one wants to die!

Damned Japanese! These bastards!

They were suddenly ambushed.

The captain of the Central Asian Battle Zone desperately raised a protective barrier as his sword slashed down like a tidal wave.

He knew that the Japanese Awakener favored ambushes and prided themselves on their shadow dancing, but he never expected that just seconds ago they were allies—now, their strikes came without hesitation!

Aaaaah!!

White Bone’s dagger plunged into his back. Despite being an expert in explosive close combat, the Central Asian Battle Zone began taking heavy casualties in the blink of an eye.

A Peak Third-Stage fighter, moving like a ninja with assassin tactics, suddenly appeared behind a ranged combatant. With a swift strike, his dagger hit with a sonic boom, bursting a gory cavity on his opponent’s chest.

It was a one-hit kill.

Before the surrounding Awakeners could react, this Peak Third-Stage fighter—dubbed as part of Yamamoto’s Assassin Twin Stars—vanished in an instant.

Form ranks! Form ranks! Launch the Ice Rings! Get them under control first!

Without time to grieve, the Central Asian captain, enduring Yamamoto’s frenzied assault, shouted orders urgently.

He had deduced that the Japanese Battle Zone, with its preemptive mindset and zero time for explanations, was out to finish the job. It was hard to tell if they meant to kill just to score points!

In that case, kill them!

As the Central Asian squad rapidly formed ranks, they encircled the most vulnerable ranged combatants.

Thanks to countless drills, a barrage of ice rings of varying intensities erupted in an instant, blooming like dazzling ice flowers and plunging the area into a frozen world.

It was as brutal as it was beautiful.

This tactic of forming ranks and unleashing area-control abilities indiscriminately is a hallmark of the Central Asian Battle Zone’s combat style.

Under the onslaught of multiple ice-element abilities, any Awakener daring to close in would suffer immeasurably.

Following that, they could use their elemental prowess to launch a devastating barrage!

Boom, boom, boom! Bang!

A series of ice rings broke through relentlessly.

Gliding across the battlefield like a phantom, the Japanese assassination Awakener who had scored the first kill was suddenly encased in a blue aura.

Although his speed remained astonishingly high and hard to pin down, the feeling of his pace plummeting brought a grimace to his face.

In particular, he spotted a Central Asian core Awakener—guarded by at least ten Third-Stage fighters—hovering mid-air and targeting him!

Frozen Roar!

Boom!!!

Like an ice explosion from above, a blue frost beam surged toward him, swirling like a living tornado.

With high-speed rotation, a barrage of ice arrows erupted, instantly sealing off every escape route.

In a heartbeat, the assassination Awakener groaned as several ice spikes struck his calf, causing a spray of blood to burst forth.

Damn!

Seeing their most critical Peak Third-Stage fighter injured, Yamamoto’s face turned pale.

He knew the Central Asian Awakeners were not to be underestimated—after all, they only partnered with someone formidable. Yet he never expected that even launching the attack wouldn’t give them any advantage!

Indeed, he sensed something was amiss with the so-called trap—it appeared to be a pretext for a brutal, point-scoring kill.

But if it backfired and they suffered heavy losses, disaster would surely follow!

Retreat!!

Just as Yamamoto, in his haste, prepared to order his men to spread out, a nearby force—mistakenly believing they were about to team up with the Indians to take out their own West Asian Battle Zone—charged forward like a bloodthirsty shark.

Damn these Japanese! You actually plan to team up and take us out!?

All units, listen up! Charge!!

Amid the chaos, a West Asian Awakener, convinced he was encircled by a three-sided assault, noticed that neither the Indian Battle Zone nor the Southeast Battle Zone had made a move against him.

Particularly, the Indian Battle Zone seemed frozen in place, merely on the defensive. In response, they too charged straight at the Japanese Battle Zone!

There was no other option; as odd as it felt, the Japanese Battle Zone was undeniably an enemy.

With the enemy held back by the Central Asian Battle Zone, charging now would not only lessen future pressure but also wipe out a group of foes!

Without hesitation, the fiercely aggressive West Asian Battle Zone launched a collective charge, manifesting as a massive black wolf that roared as it bolted forward.

This is one of their Battle Zone’s unique abilities.

Pooling the strength of many melee Awakeners, shrouded in a mirage, they charged in a mid-range blitz—a nightmare for every Battle Zone!

The combat shifted in the blink of an eye.

Amid howling icy winds and furious charges, Yamamoto’s face turned pale as he suddenly realized that his swift actions had made him a marked target for the other three factions!

In a mix of shock and anger, he found himself utterly at a loss!

Meanwhile, Yenir, busy manipulating the Evil God Ritual and absorbing life force, stood atop the building, watching with amusement.

His mental prowess cloaked him so well that no one noticed his presence.

Intriguing… Each of the four Battle Zones has some formidable trump cards…

Watching the scene unfold like a dramatic play, Yenir marveled at the four Battle Zones’ ace strategies, silently relieved that he had planned ahead.

No doubt, every Peak Third-Stage fighter involved in the National War was far from weak.

Previously, he had subdued the first four opponents simply by intimidating them and catching them off guard.

The Japanese Battle Zone’s elusive assassination skills, the Central Asian Battle Zone’s all-encompassing bombardment, the Indian Battle Zone’s instantaneous faith shield, and the West Asian Battle Zone’s collective charge.

Had he not stirred up conflict among the four Battle Zones and faced them alone, he would likely have met a gruesome end.

With high damage, mobility, control, and defense, each Battle Zone boasted distinct advantages—meaning even if Yenir pulled all his tricks, he’d still be obliterated in an instant.

I guess more bloodshed is in order…

Tsk… one resurrection probably won’t be enough. The Indian Battle Zone is clearly trying to pick up the spoils while hiding its trump card.

The Central Asian Battle Zone seems to be on a fierce offensive, though it appears their trump skill hasn’t been unleashed yet.

Meanwhile, West Asia was fighting with earnest intensity, even charging into a barrage of Spirit Energy to chase down the Japanese Battle Zone…

Continuously analyzing the evolving situation across the Battle Zones, Yenir quietly calculated the perfect moment to step in.

Noticing that all sides now clearly sensed that something was off and that tension was mounting, Yenir smirked, intent on stoking the flames even further.

So, you all think something’s off and you’re too scared to go all out, right?

Alright… let chaos take over!

Park Chan-eun! Hakechi! Charge for me!

Target: Japanese Battle Zone!