Serpent’s Gorge was not very wide.

It was barely big enough for five strong adult men to cross.

To be honest, it wasn’t a very good place to fight.

The original plan was this.

I lure the chieftain into Serpent’s Gorge. Then, the elves block the entrance to the canyon by building a dirt wall with the power of the spirit.

And with the traps set beforehand and the cover of the red hawks, I fall from the chieftain.

When I get away from the chief, the elves attack the chief in a pincer attack with red hawks.

When the chief’s strength is drained, Arjuna and Bane step out and decapitate him.

If the barbarians come to the aid of the chieftain, the rest of the group blocks the barbarians as Bane and Arjuna fight the chieftain.

And if you kill the chief, you deal with the barbarians.

The savages who have lost their central point and their master are like red bean bread with no sediment.

A plan with plenty of potential.

He had no doubts about his success.

‘The chief was a monster beyond imagination.’

I couldn’t figure out that he was a monster with authority all over his body.

The aftermath ended without even executing the plan properly.

No, it was only half-success because the lure was successful.

It’s unfortunate that he managed to lure it, but if he couldn’t even do that, the damage to his allies would have been considerable.

At that time, I would have dealt with him without knowing what his authority was or what a monster he was.

Perhaps the allies might have suffered near-annihilation damage.

‘I have to leave to make a pincer attack or not, but the chief was very persistent.’

It seems that my provocation had a big impact.

Otherwise, there would be no reason for the chief to cling to me to die.

The power of the patriarch had to be free from emotional agitation.

Since it is an authority that is always activated only when one remains emotionless, the chief who knew about it would have been careful.

The reason why the chieftain’s eyes rolled over was purely because my provocation had a considerable effect.

Still, it wasn’t all that bad. Thanks to that, I was able to grasp the power of the chieftain.

I stimulated my guy with even more force.

-It’s on the left!

Reems shouts.

I take a name for it accordingly.

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Kwaaddeuk – The chief’s fist strikes the nameless.

“Tsk… .”

The Chief falls from me. A faint solid line was drawn on his clenched fist.

It didn’t bleed, but I glared at it.

‘It reached.’

First time.

My blade cut his body.

That meant that my sword could work against the chieftain who had lost his authority.

‘Though it consumes a lot of aura and breaks my wrist.’

In return, the damage I suffered was doubled, but it didn’t matter.

Whether my bones were broken or my flesh was crushed, Reems was by my side.

– Are you sick, Raymond?

“no it’s okay.”

As long as there is Reems, if Reems’ power is with me, I can fight against Master.

Although the chieftain’s power was related to emotions, the big thing was that my sword reached the master.

Having scarred the body of the monstrous chieftain was like using my sword against other masters as well.

“you… crazy… .”

from what moment

Bane’s cover that came in periodically disappeared.

I could no longer see Arjuna’s arrows, which used to check the chieftains entering from a place out of my sight.

I realized that when the cotton ball drew a solid line across the chief’s chest, and the chief’s fist struck my side.

“Cheuk… !”

cough up blood

Seeing that it comes out in chunks, it seems that the intestines have been damaged.

It’s the first time I’ve been hit in the stomach. These attacks were kept in check by Arjuna and Bane.

When I came to my senses, I could see Bane staring blankly at me.

What are you doing? Getting bruised in the middle of a fight.

– Does it hurt a lot?

“It hurts behind me.”

I can’t say I’m not sick. I’m not a masochist who enjoys pain, and it’s hard to put up with this kind of pain.

– I treated you, but it hurts?

“uh.”

The restorative power of Liems’ magic was amazing.

Whether the bone was crushed or the arm was ripped off, it was restored within seconds.

However, recovery did not mean that the pain went away.

It hurt, it hurt like crazy.

Who can laugh when his internal organs are beaten to the point of being damaged and his arms torn off?

At least I didn’t have the personality to laugh in that kind of pain.

I thought so.

– Why are you laughing when you’re sick? Strange.

Liems’ words made me realize that I was laughing.

I was laughing, I doubted it at first.

However, after raising his hand and groping his face, he acknowledged it neatly.

It was clear I was crazy. Are you smiling even though it hurts?

“Yeah, I guess I’m crazy.”

woke up. My stomach ached.

My legs trembled as a result of the pain.

Bane, who came to his senses belatedly, protects me from the chieftain.

“Unless you’re crazy, there’s no way I can feel this way.”

He used cotton as a staff to support his body.

Bane’s sword, which clashed with the chieftain, cut the chieftain’s body.

If I had to swing ten times, I would have done it once, but Vane was doing it lightly.

I was jealous. That sword, that power, that swordsmanship.

Want. I want to fight on his behalf.

I want to fight for a long time.

I want to share a die-and-kill attack with the chief.

obviously crazy Otherwise, I can’t think like this.

‘I’m not acting, and I’m not assimilated to Ahar, but it’s funny.’

These are the emotions I felt when acting with Ahar.

Isn’t it, it’s a slightly different feeling from that.

Ahar was more obsessed with revenge than pleasure.

I just had a strong desire to become stronger.

I was filled with just the thought of killing and making that talent mine.

A terrible tenacity to erase humanity by becoming stronger and stronger.

The feelings I feel now are different from that.

Rather than wanting to become strong to kill someone, I just enjoyed this moment.

Sharing the sword, fighting and becoming stronger, these moments were enjoyable.

I was happy to feel that I was getting stronger.

That’s why I didn’t want to pass the opportunity to become stronger to anyone.

It’s a pleasure that can’t be compared to putting myself against the weak.

fight with the strong.

I was worried for a moment that I might have become a pervert.

-Raymond, you can rest a little.

I shook my head.

I didn’t want to rest. Now was not the time to rest.

I thought as I looked at the chief and at Bane who was fighting against the chief.

that’s my food A stepping stone that will become an opportunity for me to become stronger.

How many chances would I have to face the Master, to fight to my heart’s content without dying?

It was an opportunity that ordinary people, or even knights, wished for, but could not get even if they went their whole lives.

Such an opportunity cannot be lost with both eyes open.

It’s true that you have to kill the chieftain, but it’s okay to benefit from it.

kick the ground

Aiming for the head of the chieftain who was blinded by Bane, he stabbed the nameless.

Aura stands still. However, the shape of the aura was strange.

There is no aura on the surface of obscurity.

It feels like the strength and sharpness have been increased by pressing the inside of the cotton with an aura.

“… !”

It was the first time the chief responded like that.

The chieftain, who felt he was dying, raised his arm and tried to block it.

Then, when he saw the nameless, his eyes shook, and he lowered his arms and hurriedly rolled his body to avoid the nameless.

“Raymond?”

Bane’s eyes were full of surprise.

How quickly do you recover from a wound? not. That was there, but the reason he was surprised was in obscurity.

His pupils that saw the unknown caused an earthquake.

Like I can’t believe it.

“Have you already cracked the shell?”

mumbling incomprehensible. I brushed aside those words and rushed at the chief.

‘I will deal with you.’

told Bane. no, did you say

I don’t remember very well. I think you would have said

Dealing with the chief seemed like something was going to catch on.

A feeling you’ve never felt before.

I want to continue enjoying this pleasure.

Bane doesn’t come close. Thinking he heard me, I dealt with the chief without interruption.

“You guys… !”

He used to block my attacks roughly with his body, but now he is starting to react sensitively to my attacks.

I was supposed to provoke, but I didn’t feel like it.

When it’s time to tease your mouth, swing your cotton one more time.

“Skipping two steps at once?”

his startled voice.

“You must be killed here.”

He raises the momentum, saying that it will be a big hindrance in the future.

Seeing him try his best to deal with me, I felt more joy than fear.

The strange feeling, the senses became clearer and clearer.

– To become a master, you need an opportunity.

The mercenary king, Hamilton did.

To become a Master, you need an opportunity. It is said that you cannot become a master simply by raising the level of your Aura.

It is said that even if you reach the highest level of expert, if there is no opportunity, you are not a master.

It is said to be a master who has no authority and is only half.

If so, what if the opposite happens?

The level of aura is indispensable to the advanced level, but if you get an opportunity to become a master.

No one knows because it hasn’t happened yet.

Bang, kwaaang! Kwajik- Nameless collides with the Chief’s fist and explodes with a roar.

pushed In strength, agility, and tenacity.

The chieftain had the upper hand in everything. What should I do to win?

You can’t increase your strength right now. Aurors were close to omnipotent, but not omnipotent.

There was also a limit to increasing strength with an aura.

speed? I wonder if the chief didn’t use an aura.

The quality and quantity of Auras were much higher among the chieftains.

There is only one thing I can have an advantage against him.

technology.

The swordsmanship talent I have, only that can make me able to face him now.

Raise nameless and wield it.

Top to bottom, bottom to top, sideways, diagonally.

Swordsmanship may seem difficult and complex from the side, but in reality it was not.

Simplicity. Swordsmanship was all about swinging and stabbing.

The reason why it can be a swordsmanship is because it is connected.

‘stuffy.’

It was frustrating because that was all.

Swordsmanship eventually had its limits. end to end.

If you are a master of swordsmanship, you can understand the enemy’s swordsmanship just by looking at it a little.

Then what should I do?

My swordsmanship was hard. was not free.

Ahar’s swordsmanship resembled the attack of a beast, but the method of destruction existed.

In order for me to be strong, I have to get rid of the rules.

There should be no limits to swordsmanship.

When swinging the sword from top to bottom, you cannot swing it sideways.

why? This is because the human body structure makes it impossible.

However, if you have an aura, if you have a body that has been steadily trained, it is different.

Anything is possible.

wield nameless Is it my imagination that time slows down?

The chief simply dodged the namelessness and dug into his bosom.

Normally, I would have allowed the attack, but now it’s different.

Quadduk.

The tip of the sword pierces the chieftain’s stomach. The chief is thrown out of the shock that came without warning.

“Cheuk… !”

The chief vomits blood.