I Alone Am The SSS-Rank Regressor

As the guard's head flew in the air, blood splattered in the air.

It fell down on Vlahovic and the others, covering their shocked and horrified faces.

THUMP! THUMP!

From behind the trees, a humongous figure appeared into view.

The ground shook with every step it took.

Blood dripped down from its sharp canines and claws as its ferocious golden eyes darted left and right for the next prey.

Shrouded in horror, every man was unable to move under the pressure of the giant feline monster.

The only ones who still remained in their senses were Vlahovic, Celine and…

Mikhail and his squadron.

He observed everything happening with a calm expression.

And it was the same for the ones behind him, who had experienced much worse than this along with him.

However, as said, it was not the same for everyone.

"Don't you dare move bastards." 

Vlahovic cursed the men, still remaining under the beast's eye.

Unfortunately, some of the weaker hearted men were too scared for their lives.

Those stewards were seeing Sylaris for the first time.

Not being able to take the pressure anymore, one finally made the run.

"I can't!! Save me!"

"No!!" Vlahovic screamed as he quickly sprung in front of the sylari to hold him off.

But something even he didn't expect was another sylari to jump out from the trees.

With the body of a half-mantis and half-tiger, it was smaller but much faster.

Mikhail watched Vlahovic try to counter and reach the second beast with a spell but..

'He won't be able to make it.'

Which left only one person who could reach him fast enough.

Everyone's eyes instinctively moved to Celine at the last moment, expecting some help.

These empirical bastards might hate them but they were still to their use right?

She was definitely not just going to let them die here. Not the whole camp.

'Wrong.'

They all froze when they saw the expression on her face.

'The same expression she had on the last time.'

There it was.

One of pure and absolute disregard of their lives.

As if she had no concern of what was happening in front of her.

It was at this moment that every man in the camp realized.

They fucked up.

The Dominiques or Empire had nothing to do with their lives or well-being.

Their existence was comparable to that of a simple paper. 

Weak and feeble with no importance whatsoever to them.

In that split second, it felt as if the time had frozen for everyone. Like it was truly the end for most of them.

But then…

Click. Cluck. BOOM!

An ear-deafening boom resounded from the corner, as something tore through the air.

CRUNCH!

Within the next second, the nearing head of the monster was torn off its body, exploding into a thousand tiny pieces.

Every man looked in shock at the monster's lifeless body lying on the ground.

It was only when their senses started to return that they followed the trajectory of the shot.

Their eyes landed straight to a young man in the distance.

There was no sign of distress on his face as he stood there with a gun in his hand.

His eyes were as calm as the blue sea they embodied.

Lowering his gun, Mikhail noticed Celine spare an interested glance to him from the side.

'I have no time to entertain their bullshit plans.'

Unfortunately, because of her, he also couldn't use his oath powers.

It was a well known fact that Dominiques could sense other Dominique's power within a certain distance.

It was one of the methods they used to identify the new Dominique.

Mikhail didn't know if it was the same for his element. However, he couldn't take risks.

He had to make do with his other elements.

Feeling that everyone's eye was on him now, Mikhail knew this was the right moment.

Stepping forward, he reloaded his guns.

Click. Clank.

"Listen closely because I'll not repeat again. This isn't the first time you people are facing such threats, so stop crying and screaming."

Even most of the stewards here came from getting their lives in bad situations and then getting caught for it.

Mikhail turned back to Modric, giving him the gesture.

The latter nodded, and turned back to convey his order to the men.

"You have faced such beasts outside, you can face them if they come inside. Don't act as if you are going to die."

Mikhail raised his gun again.

"Cindralic Morphis."

BOOM!

The bullet passed straight through the crowd, blowing the head of another monster.

Its headless body fell down the bridge from where it was trying to sneak through.

The men who just witnessed what happened were left in complete awe now at his precision.

But Mikhail quickly brought them to their senses.

"There's no difference between you fighting them outside or inside. So grab your weapons and start fighting if you don't want to die."

From the side, Mikhail saw Vlahovic arrive as well.

The humongous monster he was fighting at the side was now completely torn to shreds.

"Mikhail is right. This isn't your first time and it never will be."

He cleaned the blood off his sword.

"This is how life outside the walls is, you will need to fight and survive against such unexpected situations."

Everyone visibly suppressed a gulp and nodded, now mustering up their courage and confidence.

"According to the information, it's a multiple wormhole breach. Let's hope there aren't many to handle."

Vlahovic ran a look around the area.

"You bastards." he gestured to the stewards and smiths.

"Stop acting like you've never swung a thing in your life. Take whatever there is and get to fucking fighting before I blow your heads myself."

Silence. Ruthless Vlahovic was one of the very rare sides that they ever got to see.

And of course, they knew the price for raising their voice against that.

"There's too many monsters. The moment they get inside, we are all going to die and help from other camps will arrive too slow."

Mikhail nodded.

The man was right.

There were 15 camps lined up along the wall. Even though theirs was the biggest, help from others was going to take a while to arrive.

So they needed to hold up or the place they lived in would get destroyed in a matter of minutes.

"Our first objective is closing the gate and clearing any monsters that have gotten inside. Only then we can move above the walls and attack them from above."

Vlahovic affirmed his statement.

He then turned to Mikhail.

"Take however many people you want with you Mikhail and close that fucking gate down. I'll go up and assess the situation. You are the leader down below."

The words were also his order to everyone else in the area.

It was clear that people had objections but currently their lives held more importance to them.

And Mikhail had clearly shown his abilities so they naturally felt safe around him.

Checking up on everything, Vlahovic turned back to the men he had with him.

"Time is short. The more we delay it, the more destruction we will face. Spread out to different parts of the camps and clear the area of beasts."

Not a single complaint was heard. Everyone agreed with what the old man said.

He clearly knew better than them.

As everyone started spreading out, Mikhail was called out by Vlahovic.

"I'm leaving the attack to you, make sure to return my trust back in full." he cracked him a proud smile.

Mikhail's brows raised his surprise.

He had been waiting to ask this to the old man.

How had he given the gates and charge of the men to him so easily?

Even if that was what Mikhail wanted to ask of the old man.

Understanding his surprise, the old man spoke up.

"This attack, you already knew something about it didn't you?" He asked.

Mikhail's eyes widened with surprise.

"No wonder you were acting so off these days. Don't worry, it's not that I think you are the main cause behind this."

He put a hand on Mikhail's shoulder to calm the young man down.

"Far from it. I'm sending you there because I think you know the real people behind this."

Mikhail was taken aback momentarily.

'How did he even-'

He saw the old man let out a slight laugh.

"My bones might be old young man, but not my brain. You know how to stop this don't you?"

For a moment, Mikhail was left speechless by how much he knew.

But returning to his senses, he nodded.

"I do."

Vlahovic smiled, tapping his shoulder.

"Then get going lad. I'm counting on you to end this before my bones run out of rum."

Mikhail bit his lip but nodded slowly.

"Yeah…I got it."

Vlahovic gave a light ruffle on the head before turning to leave.

'Crazy old man.'

Turning, Mikhail quickly ran to his group.

Initially, his plan was to ditch them to run towards the gates but now, it was much easier.

He was just going to take the whole platoon there.

'I'm grateful. Lord Commander.'