The intense artillery fire gradually faded into the distance. A faint chill rose from the snow blanketing the forest as a figure glowing red darted swiftly through the white woods.
Scattered gunfire could still faintly be heard behind him, but it was growing farther and farther away.
Because of his attack on Smot, he was being hunted by the Vist Steel Mercenary Group.
This posed a minor obstacle to his escape from the battlefield, but it was not serious.
He had now obtained the Blessing of Chaos and possessed the strength of a B-rank extraordinary.
The more he killed, the more Chaos would be pleased, and the more fully he could wield his power.
Although a B-rank extraordinary might be unable to face the attack of an entire Mercenary Group, escaping from a battlefield where both sides were locked in combat was easy enough as long as he was not restrained.
He had avoided provoking the City Defense Army inside the city because he feared being surrounded and trapped.
But out in the wilderness, he had no such concern.
Even while being pursued, he relied on his powerful strength to quickly reach the edge of the battlefield. Then he lured his pursuers away from the main force and killed them one by one.
Only after thoroughly satisfying his desire for slaughter did he stop and head deeper into the mountains.
The dense forest layered upon itself, and faint rustling sounds seemed to echo within the deep snow.
But those sounds did not approach. They remained at a considerable distance, quietly rustling.
Within the silent snowfield, white silhouettes seemed to lurk one after another.
The northern mountains of Mint City were filled with all kinds of dangerous mutated beasts and monsters. The deeper one went, the greater the danger encountered.
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