Rampage

After taking down one enemy, Fran leaped off her horse and used her Elven Swordsmanship to make a rapid turn in mid-air, using the momentum to knock down another soldier who was still unaware of what was happening.

Before the soldier could even turn around, dragging his heavy armor, he felt something hit his upper body, and the powerful force sent him crashing to the ground.

This sent a chill down his spine. The armor was extremely heavy, and even for someone like him who had undergone several Body Tempering Method and possessed Breathing Technique, getting up would take considerable effort. And now, there were enemies suppressing him.

Fortunately, his teammates would cover for him, giving him ample time to get up.

But just as he was about to make his first attempt, he felt that the weight pressing on his body had not subsided at all.

At the same time, Fran made her choice. She imbued her longsword with Sunflame once more and slashed at the heavily armored soldier's arm.

"Ah!" A scream rang out, and the heavily armored soldier lost all will to get up.

He felt weak in his shoulder and unable to lift his other hand.

Fran looked at the neat, charred cut on the heavy armor soldier's shoulder and thought to herself that this Sunflame- related Arts was really useful.

Putting everything else aside, after using it, the opponent's wounds hardly bleed at all, as they are directly burned away by the Sunflame, eliminating the need for her to clean up the enemy's blood.

Then, she looked at the heavy armored soldier's waist, where a flaming projectile was attached. Fran pulled it off and aimed it with her powerful Mental Power.

Then, relying on his physical abilities, he threw it directly at Knight Eric, who was chasing him, like a baseball.

Knight Eric, focused on the chase, was cooperating with Cliff to try and corner Finley, but he immediately felt the unbearable heat, causing his horse to run off in another direction against his will.

Eric's first thought was that his henchmen had mistakenly thrown these fireballs at the wrong person, because he had observed that only his henchmen were equipped with these types of fireballs.

In that instant, he thought of countless ways to punish his followers, but the intense heat brought him back to reality; he needed to deal with the flames on his own body first.

He instantly gripped his horse tightly, preventing it from crashing into the fence beside him.

He activated his Breathing Technique, and instantly the high temperature transformed into a scorching heat in his senses. Although it stung a little, it was still bearable.

He immediately pulled out a specially made syringe and injected the horse's side with it. Although the injection of the enhancement drug might burn the precious horse to death, he couldn't care less.

This was a battle for territory, and perhaps the most important battle of his life. For a slight advantage, he was willing to sacrifice his horse.

After all, this is the only horse on the field that can carry him. The inferior horses of his followers would probably die of excitement as soon as he injected them with enhancement potions.

In this battle, without the aid of a horse, he was like a sitting duck. His movements were already slowed by the heavy armor, and without a horse, he would likely be the first to be eliminated.

Then, to the excited gaze of the audience, they saw a knight engulfed in flames, resolutely charging into the pursuing group.

His horse, having been replenished with enhancement drugs, was still not as fast as Finley, who was traveling light, but it was slightly faster than Cliff.

This made Finley glance back, and he was so frightened that he quickly sped up, continuing to pull the three men and three horses behind him.

Even the knight who was temporarily on the same side as Finley, upon seeing a knight with flames charging forward, instinctively dodged.

The audience outside the arena erupted in cheers far exceeding those before, the intense noise forcing those on the platform to turn up their volume in order to hear what was being said.

"It seems Your Excellency was right; that follower is indeed the strongest person present besides the knights."

"But I'm a little curious, what is that red-glowing Arts he used? How could it cleave through such heavy armor!"

The people sitting in the stands started discussing Fran's actions, and even the person who had previously been skeptical of Fran began to praise Fran ironically.

Of everyone present, only Count Ian saw through the trick, and he said somewhat uncertainly:

"I think I've seen this Arts before. It should be one of the Arts sold by the Adventurers Guild. Many powerful Adventurer use this Arts."

"However, this Arts seems to be different in his hands. It is said that Adventurer need to be under the sun to use this Arts, and its power will be weakened when there is little sunlight."

"But with so many clouds today, how did he manage to create such a powerful effect?"

Just then, Fran remounted her horse and charged straight towards another battleground.

Cliff Cliff's attendants are two cyborgs, unlike Fran's previous encounters where she controlled these cyborgs herself when facing enemies.

Currently, these cyborgs are still controlled by two soldiers by the fence, each holding a strange-looking disc.

The two cyborgs were still riding horses and fighting against their two henchmen.

Because the person controlling the device had a wider field of vision, the two on the other side were at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

Before Fran arrived, one person had been knocked off his horse by two cyborgs working together. He rolled on the ground a couple of times and struggled to get up.

Fran's arrival was naturally noticed by the two soldiers watching from a distance, who prepared to defend against Fran's next attack.

Fran's next attack caused one of them to immediately drop the disc.

Fran rode her Black Horse straight at the side of one of the cyborgs. Logically, if Fran didn't adjust her direction, the two horses would collide and both of them would be thrown off.

However, Fran's speed did not decrease at all. The Black Horse leaped at an odd angle and kicked the cyborg's horse directly, then landed smoothly without being affected in the slightest.

This left the soldiers watching dumbfounded. What kind of horse was that? How could it perform such agile movements?

A soldier on horseback saw Fran approaching and instinctively assumed Fran was there to help him, since their masters had temporarily joined forces.

But the next second, Fran steered her horse closer to the soldier, then swung her elbow to the side, making the horse much easier to handle.

The soldier was still in shock when he felt the pain of hitting the ground. "Aren't we teammates? Why are they shooting at me?"