The Wizard's Biological Chip Can Process Everything-Chapter 17: Fighting like a savage, the thrill of fighting to the death is addictive!
If I were the king of the giant spiders...
The current losses would already be enough to order a retreat.
Hundreds had already fallen.
But something inside me said it was not the end.
"There must be one last wave."
"One final and suicidal wave."
My sword gleamed in the air.
I cut the legs off a spider that was approaching from the right.
It fell onto the sand, writhing.
I took advantage of the second of respite.
I pulled several herbs from the pouch attached to my belt.
I threw them into my mouth.
Chewed twice.
Swallowed.
The taste was bitter and astringent.
But almost immediately I felt a slight warmth spreading through my chest.
They were the plants I had collected along the journey.
They restored energy quickly.
But there were few left.
Very few.
— Reussss~~!
The sound echoed across the beach.
Different.
It was not just hunger.
It was command.
The spiders became frantic.
Their movements lost any trace of self-preservation.
They advanced like a maddened black tide.
— It’s now...
— The final wave!
My eyes narrowed.
I advanced.
Bang!
The impact nearly tore the rapier from my hands.
The force that ran through my arm made me step back half a step.
These were different.
Bigger.
Broader.
Their carapaces thicker.
"They are at least twice as large as the previous ones..."
I shook my numb arm.
— Biochip, scan the spiders in front of me.
["Giant spiders"]
["Strength: 2"]
["Agility: 3"]
["Vitality: 4"]
["Larger individuals are chosen as the leader’s bodyguards. Superior strength. Absolute loyalty."]
The information surfaced from the depths of memory.
A passage from an atlas the former Eduard had read.
Recovered now by the biochip.
So that was it.
The leader was also betting everything.
I smiled.
In my previous world, I was an engineer.
Rational.
Cold.
Distant.
I always thought I didn’t have hot blood.
But here...
With the smell of iron in the air...
With the sound of flesh being torn...
Something was awakening inside me.
This was not a high-tech cold war.
There were no drones.
No screens.
Here there was heat.
Instinct.
Life and death just inches from the blade.
— Haha!
— Come!
The Edson family’s breathing technique circulated deeply within me.
I had trained it A LOT.
Only a trigger was missing.
Enlightenment through battle.
A stimulus enough to make my vital force break through the threshold.
— Die!
I felt my eyes grow warm.
A hint of red tinged my vision.
I let myself go.
— Hah!
Something clicked into place.
My blade descended in a silver arc.
My entire body followed the motion.
The strength started from my waist.
Exploded through my shoulders.
Ran down my arm.
I took advantage of the rotation.
And before the momentum died, I converted it into a second horizontal slash.
The two trajectories crossed in the air.
For an instant, it seemed as if there were a radiant cross before me.
— Swift Blade Technique...
— Secret movement...
— Supreme Swift Slash!
It was the condensed essence of the family’s techniques.
It did not increase my stats like true Knight skills.
But it raised my killing capacity to a brutal level.
The blade struck the bodyguard spider.
It opened a crescent-moon-shaped wound across its thorax.
It screeched.
Thick blood gushed out.
["Critical Failure Detected!!"]
The yellow point turned into a pulsating red.
— Now!
I advanced without hesitation.
— Advance!
The blade traced a final arc.
It cut down violently.
The gigantic head was launched into the air.
It fell, rolling across the sand.
The body collapsed right after.
The spiders around it hesitated.
The rhythm of the assault broke for a second.
Even some of the attendants ones looked in my direction.
I felt something inside my chest.
A primitive satisfaction.
A roar escaped my throat before I realized it.
— Huuuaa...!
My body was trembling.
Not from fear.
But from exhaustion.
I had surpassed my limit.
If I kept advancing in that state...
It would be recklessness.
I took a deep breath.
Control.
Always control.
I turned around.
Returned to the defensive perimeter.
A more rested defender took my place.
— I am not an idiot.
The slaughter just now drained almost everything I had.
If I keep advancing without thinking... I will die like anyone else.
I need to conserve my strength.
For my own safety.
A girl approached me with a bottle in her trembling hands.
Her eyes were still red from crying.
I accepted it without saying anything.
I drank in large gulps.
Water ran down my chin mixed with dried blood.
On the outside, I looked like just an exhausted combatant.
On the inside, my mind calculated coldly.
I killed many giant spiders.
After the servitors, I was the one who brought down the most creatures.
That gave me leverage.
No one could accuse me of cowardice now.
No one could force me immediately back to the front line.
So...
I would observe.
The Mages had not moved yet.
And I wanted to see what they would do.
The biochip had already run the calculations.
99% chance of the servitors’ collapse if the pace continued.
When they fell...
The line would break.
And then the massacre would be inevitable.
At that point, even if they wanted to keep their distance...
The Mages would have to act.
— Ruuussshh!
— Ruuaaaassshh!
— Ruuaaaaaaaaussshh!
The grunts echoed like thunder.
The leader was hidden among them.
The command was clear.
Total assault.
The giant bodyguards advanced.
An acolyte on the front line had his throat torn out.
The body fell before he even understood what had happened.
— We can’t wait any longer!
— Activate your secret skills!
Liny roared.
"Crak!!"
The sound of something breaking rang out on the battlefield.
The servitors’ muscles began to swell.
Veins bulged beneath their skin.
A crackling blue aura enveloped their bodies.
— Buzz~~
They shone in the darkness like small living torches.
Muscle-bound giants radiating vital energy.
— Finally...
The Knights’ secret skills.
I did not blink.
— Biochip, gather the data.
["Beep!"]
["Task established!"]
["Data collection in progress..."]
["Knights’ Secret Skill detected!"]
["Significant increase in strength, vitality, and defense. Reduction in agility."]
["Processing vital energy circulation pattern... 53% recorded. Insufficient data for complete analysis."]
I clicked my tongue in frustration.
I still did not understand the complete mechanism behind the activation of vital force.
If I could dissect a living Knight...
Or at least observe one up close for longer...
But that was impossible now.
On the front line, the servitors became human walls.
Giant swords crushed ordinary spiders even under direct claw strikes.
The bodyguards still required caution.
But the balance seemed to have stabilized.
For a moment.
Then a breach opened.
A single spider broke through.
And fell into the midst of the acolytes.
The massacre began.
— Ah! Save me!
— Dad! Mom!
— I don’t want to die!
Chaos spread like fire.
They were thirteen... fourteen years old.
Children forced to play at war.
I sighed.
— In the end... they’re just children.
— Crushshh!
Another spider broke through the perimeter.
It leapt directly into the Dark Sea Alliance’s area.
The sand exploded around it.
— Eduard!
— Come kill it with me!
Emily was at my side, daggers steady, eyes burning.
I quickly looked at the creature’s movement pattern.
Its carapace was thicker.
Frontal attacks would consume too much energy.
— There’s no need.
— Give me the crossbow.
— This one?
She pulled the crossbow from her back and handed it to me.
— I’m afraid it won’t help...
— These spiders have thick hides. If you don’t hit the weak point...
I ignored Emily’s complaints.
My attention was entirely on the target.
The world around me seemed to slow down.
The screams.
The sound of flesh being torn.
The hum of the secret skills.
Everything became background noise.
— Biochip, activate Aim-bot.
["Calculating wind speed and temperature..."]
["Processing..."]
["Trajectory calculation complete!"]
An invisible line appeared before my eyes.
Perfect.
From the crossbow’s arc to the exact point behind the creature’s eye.
I took a deep breath.
Pressed the stock against my shoulder.
Pulled the string until it almost touched my face.
— Buzz~~
I released.
The vibration ran through my arm.
The bolt cut through the air like a silent lightning strike.
— Puh!
It entered through the left eye.
Exited through the right.
The giant spider froze for a second.
Then it fell.
Dead.
I felt the slight tremor in my arm disappear.
A slow exhale escaped from my chest.
"The biochip’s advantage in this kind of high-precision task is absurd..."
The crossbow was different from the sword.
It did not require constant muscular bursts.
It did not require stepping into the range of claws.
It was simple.
Aim and pull the trigger.
I compared them mentally.
With the blade, every strike was a risk.
The slightest mistake meant mutilation.
With the crossbow...
I could remain within the defensive perimeter.
Reduce exposure.
Eliminate priority threats.
"Perhaps I am better suited for long-range attacks..."
But there was still one unresolved issue.
The Knights’ vital force.
I had no idea how to activate it.
Would it require facing a truly desperate battle?
Standing at the brink of death?
The first reason to use the crossbow was pragmatic.
Efficiency.
The second...
To test my limits.
To see whether, under a different form of combat, something would awaken inside me.
But the biochip was an invisible safety net.
I had never truly been cornered.
Never felt absolute despair.
Without that trigger...
The vital force remained silent.
— Eduard!
— Good job!
Emily’s voice came, filled with relief.
She approached and lightly tapped my shoulder.
— From today on, this crossbow is yours!
I looked at her.
I smiled.
— Thank you.
Even if she hadn’t offered...
I would have found a way to get this weapon.
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