The long battle had brought him to Level Six, even though he had only taken down some enemies who were possible Level Three, with Level Four being very scarce.
Among these, only a handful had experience.
The experience value provided by these enemies was minimal, but there were simply too many of them.
Even with the changes brought by the blessing, the Count felt a severe depletion of his physical strength.
"Rest for a while, sir, you have been fighting here all day," a military officer approached and said to the Count.
In his eyes, beyond numbness to the war, there was a trace of admiration.
Because the Count from the enemy side in front of him was incredibly strong.
Besides praising his strength, it was also because he stubbornly held the wall all day long.
Alone, he sealed a massive breach, and it was nearly entirely bodies he had taken down around him, with blood and flesh scattered everywhere.
