Skill Extraction: Exploring Dungeons-Chapter 516 - 469 Final Battle (End)_2

In Meizike’s eyes, fury erupted like burning flames.

"Damn bastards, die!"

In a state of rage, Meizike’s demeanor changed drastically from his usual calm self, even his tone and words shifted.

The anger in his tone was exceptionally apparent.

Meizike was not without anger; he just usually had nothing that made him angry, ever since he learned this fiery fist art.

Once in battle, all the fury he had accumulated would explode at once, his rage would burn his enemies to ashes.

After cursing, Meizike stomped the ground forcefully, his body shot towards the enemy like a sharp arrow.

In just an instant, he was before the enemy commander, delivering a heavy punch to the commander’s chest.

The commander’s body, under the assault of this punch, flew backward.

He crashed heavily to the ground, the chest armor completely caved in, and so was his chest, it seemed he wouldn’t survive.

The deceased commander still had his eyes wide open, a face full of disbelief. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Thus he turned to dust.

At this moment, his soldiers and teammates had no mind to check on him.

Meizike was venting his internal fury on the central enemy forces, the martial arts unleashed by his eight Iron Fists created a tight net.

Adding to his agile movements.

All the enemies were like balls, knocked away one by one by him.

Those with stronger constitutions only had their chests collapse, while the slightly weaker ones had their entire chests pierced through.

No one could withstand even one punch from him.

The screams of agony spread throughout the enemy group.

...

The sound of slaughter within the fortress had already diminished.

Kreya felt her magic power nearly exhausted, reaching to her waist gem waist button for a potion.

But she came up empty; the potion inside had been completely used up.

Her body had even developed strong resistance during the consumption of these potions, the recovery potions could no longer provide much magic power restoration.

This situation was very rare in the potions Meizike specially customized for their constitution. There was only one condition that caused such a situation.

That is drinking too many recovery potions in a short time, resulting inevitably in drug resistance.

And Kreya had, in this day and night of battle, completely exhausted all recovery potions Meizike had prepared for her, even more than half of the physical potions had been used.

Once confirming there were no more recovery potions, Kreya picked up her war axe and chopped down a nearby enemy soldier.

Panting slightly.

She no longer wore the anti-demon armor, as the battle mages on the field had been completely annihilated.

She had also exited the ghost form, having no magic power to squander like that anymore.

The armor she wore was covered in scars, dents, and gaps.

The red strands of hair on her head had grown down to the horse’s back, with one strand entwined around a short dagger, stabbing into the chest of a soldier who tried to attack her from behind.

All her long hair split into six strands, each entwined with a short dagger assisting Kreya in the attack.

Once more slashing away a soldier near her, Kreya stuck the war axe to the ground, leaning against the axe handle and drinking a yellow physical potion.

There were no more enemy soldiers in red armor around.

In the distance, she could still see a few heavy cavalry tackling enemies.

Then they fell, disappearing from sight.

The enemy forces were too numerous, and their individuals’ strength far exceeded that of their soldiers.

But after enduring such a long fight, there were not many enemies left.

Victory was within reach.

Watching the soldiers surround her, Kreya raised her war axe, ready to charge again.

"Bang!"

A mecha over three meters tall with slender limbs flipped over from the nearby stone house, smashing beside the enemy forces.

With a spin from the waist, the sword blades on its arms flew, slashing all the surrounding enemies.

Preparing to charge, Kreya saw the mecha arriving and instantly shouted, "Kane."

Seeing Kane, still safe, filled Kreya’s heart with joy.

The mecha slid next to Kreya, checked carefully for a moment.

The compartment opened, and Kane stepped out from inside, taking out a healing potion and handing it to Kreya.

"Quickly drink it, rest for a bit."

Kane helped Kreya to the side, laid a carpet taken out from the space equipment on the ground, letting her sit down.

Kreya drank the potion, then after catching her breath for a while, asked: "How is the situation now?"

Kreya’s senses were very acute, but she didn’t have a broad range of perception, so she didn’t know the current situation of the entire battlefield.

"There’s not much ally left, Meizike and Longbei are killing enemies throughout the fortress, so there are not many enemies left either."

"Take these too."

With that, Kane took out some Kreya-specialized recovery potions from his space equipment and handed them to her.

These were temporarily concocted by Meizike and were just in time for rescue.

After drinking these potions, it wasn’t long before Kreya stood up.

And Kane re-entered the thwarted position of the mecha, enclosing himself.

"Let’s go, there aren’t many enemies left."

With that, they hurried towards other regions with Kreya.