Chapter 909 - Round Two
Rem shattered all the remaining chaff with his axe.
Four spear blades flying in from all directions with perfect synchronization were quite threatening, but that only mattered when the opponent's skill level was similar.
'Compared to dealing with that Beelrog bastard.'
This wasn't even a crisis.
The experience he had accumulated had tempered the steel of his knighthood to be even harder.
It was even easier since Cypress had already shown the answer to how to fight advantageously against them.
Rem struck away a spear blade with his left fist and right foot respectively, and trapped another under his armpit.
In the meantime, the axe held in his right hand split a knight's skull.
As the fight continued, the number of corpses increased.
The axe-wielding barbarian wasn't hasty, nor did he hesitate more than necessary.
He simply moved at just the right speed and swung his axe with just the right amount of force.
Left alone, it seemed he could fight like that for three days and nights.
Not a joke, but something he could actually do.
'Playing around with Uske.'
Naturally, his ability to control sorcery and distribute stamina had improved.
Rem constantly moved his feet and changed positions, never keeping more than four opponents in his field of view.
The Faceless Knights crumbled quickly.
Then, one guy's helmet caught on the axe blade and was peeled off as if splitting open, revealing his face.
Rem reflexively checked the face.
The cheeks were covered in scars, and the eyes lacked focus.
Anyone could see he wasn't normal.
'Weapons with only slaughter techniques engraved after breaking their minds.'
That was the conclusion he reached while fighting them.
Words like cruel and brutal weren't enough to describe it.
Also, it was the reason not a single one retreated even when their comrades right next to them had their skulls split by an axe and died consecutively.
From an opponent's perspective, it wasn't quite horrifying, but it was eerie.
"Roar. You bastard."
After cutting the last guy's neck.
Rem lowered his axe and turned his gaze.
He was looking for the bastard called the Great Emperor.
Wasn't it obvious who made such a knight order.
The guy walked with a leisurely attitude as if out for a garden stroll.
Just that alone radiated an intense presence that gathered surrounding gazes.
Traces of handling sorcery were evident, and he emitted a foul stench.
Even hearing what he did made him a disgusting bastard.
'Method of mass-producing knights.'
Could a guy who adhered to a method abandoning both morality and humanity be normal.
"You all didn't fight because you wanted to, right? I don't know about anything else, but I will cut that bastard's neck too and let him go with you."
Rem swung his axe and heard a cry without substance.
It was the scream of the Faceless, those who became weapons while rolling under the Great Emperor.
"Ah, unlucky bastard."
Unlike when he shouted excitedly about being Vice-Captain in the heat of battle, irritation was evident in Rem's tone.
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"Do you have the talent to strike me from down there?"
With hair tinged with blue energy and wearing armor that stuck tight to his body revealing abdominal muscles, his attire was unique for an ordinary wizard.
Enkrid stared straight up.
Since he performed the trick of floating in the sky, it was true he was out of immediate reach.
"If I throw something, it should hit."
Enkrid said.
"Do you intend to throw even the sword in your hand?"
The wizard asked back without a hint of laughter.
Naturally, he should have come fully prepared to block or dodge.
But should Enkrid not even try?
Enkrid threw the Horn Dagger hanging on his chest.
There was no need to throw with full force.
The opponent wasn't a knight.
The dagger pierced through the guy's stomach.
The dagger Enkrid threw flew over to the sky beyond.
The opponent wasn't a knight, but a wizard.
Although the dagger clearly pierced through his abdomen, he didn't bleed, and his internal organs were fine.
Should one say it was fitting to call him a wizard?
Starting from the wizard's hair, lightning crackled, and his body turned into lightning, letting the Horn Dagger pass through.
White lightning sparked in all directions from his eyes.
He looked as if a god of lightning had descended.
"Branch of Guhinna."
Then, the moment his mouth opened, lightning struck.
Kwbareung!
Sound is always a step late.
A lump of lightning that fell before the sound drew a long line down and shattered upon hitting Enkrid's Dawn.
"Seeing it again makes it certain. Is it Spell Suppression? Your talent is outstanding. Do you really have no thought of coming over to this side?"
The wizard talked a lot.
While speaking, blue lightning streaks sparked in the air as lightning discharged from the corners of his mouth.
"No."
A blunt answer.
A smell that had been bothering him for a while approached closely.
Although not as much as a beastkin, a trained sense of smell was an excellent tool for detecting enemies.
"Go. Go and kill him."
Before anyone knew it, a guy with two horns on his head and wearing a helmet modified to fit them blocked the way.
Keureureu.
Along with a growling sound, thick saliva flowed from the guy's mouth.
A lump of saliva fell from under the helmet covering the mouth area.
Compared to a Giant, the body wasn't that big.
Comparing to Enkrid, it was hard to say he was huge either.
"Doesn't seem like a human."
Enkrid muttered.
He looked relaxed and didn't speak in a threatened tone.
"You dropped all my griffins, right? This time it's my turn."
The voice now was spat by the guy standing behind the monster.
Enkrid sometimes thought it was fascinating seeing such guys.
The opponent is a knight, so shouldn't he not run his mouth at this distance?
As soon as he finished speaking, Enkrid ran forward.
The horned monster blocking his way swung a two-handed axe.
Bbeong-
World of silence.
The axe blade approached with the momentum to cut the body in two from top to bottom.
A moment where there is no sound, thought accelerates, and the weight of air is felt as if stuck in a swamp.
Enkrid raised Dawn vertically to the ground, blocking and deflecting the axe blade.
'Softly.'
Repeating internally, he changes his Will.
The Will that endured hard and firm inside his body became soft like dough swollen before baking bread.
Something he had been preparing from long ago.
Twisting the left ankle serving as the axis, it is a deflection unfolded with the whole body.
After deflecting the axe like that, he swung his fist abruptly and planted it in the face of the guy running his mouth.
Kkagagak! Puk!
Time and sound that had clumped and not flowed flowed simultaneously.
The head of the guy running his mouth burst.
Blood spread radially in the air.
"...Keuheong!"
Simultaneously, a beast's roar was heard.
Enkrid turned his body and guessed the identity of the guy inside the helmet.
'Minotaur?'
Instead of being huge, it was agile, and muscles all over the body were densely packed like hard stones.
Simultaneously, the skin was a deep copper color.
As if someone covered the whole body with metal and painted it.
The monster held the axe with only one hand and swung vertically.
Enkrid didn't dodge even though he perceived all that.
Instead of dodging, he thrust Dawn once again.
Because the Minotaur underwent repeated modifications with a monster's body, it fought as well as a knight.
It remembered getting hit just a moment ago and loosened the strength in its grip.
Because it learns and becomes stronger the more it fights, it came this far with a monster's body.
It was a secret weapon raised by the monster tamer who died just a moment ago while doing something stupid.
Enkrid saw the opponent's response, changed the Will swirling inside his body to be hard, and burst it.
Point explosion.
Heart of Monstrous Strength, along with usual training, he possessed monstrous strength to win even in arm wrestling against an Ogre.
Furthermore, the sword swinging now wasn't carried by simple muscle strength alone.
The moment Dawn struck the double-bladed axe, the Bull Monster's arm lifted.
Result of awkwardly loosening strength.
As is, Dawn visited the inside of the helmet.
The blade entering without knocking dug up and rummaged through the secrets hidden inside.
Geuwo-.
The Bull Monster swung the axe eight more times in empty air.
A monster's vitality was truly tough.
Enkrid roughly received that, dodging and striking away the lightning striking down from the sky consecutively.
"...You are a monster. You."
Enkrid looked up slightly while hearing those words.
Since the body can turn into lightning, does that mean he is fast?
Seeing he couldn't dodge the dagger, the probably wasn't the case.
Looking at the result, one knows the cause.
He read the limitations the wizard possessed from his actions.
An amazing level of tactical ability.
The wizard was appalled by the action that followed.
Just before the Bull Monster fell, Enkrid stepped on the swinging axe blade.
Jumping up from there, he stepped on the opponent's weapon with his left foot, stepped on the shoulder again with his right foot, then pulled his left foot back, kicked the head, and soared upward.
All those movements ended before breathing out once.
His body flew.
Not flying by calling Weird Eyes, but facing the wizard with his bare body.
Peong!
The monster's head that became his support burst, and black blood scattered in all directions.
"Geuu...."
The wizard couldn't even finish his words.
Enkrid knows how to read the gap in a spell and cut it.
His sword doesn't do Spell Suppression, but Spell Killing.
Esther had painstakingly trained him in the art he realized while cutting walking fire.
The result was now.
Huung!
The blade cut the body made of lightning.
Along with a jjijik- sound, the lightning lump divided in two seemed to merge again but collapsed as is.
Then, a very surprising scene entered everyone's eyes.
Enkrid clearly cut lightning, but red blood flowed from between it.
A rare sight where lightning burned the flowing blood.
"No need to throw my sword, I can just come up myself and cut you."
Enkrid humiliated the wizard once more by speaking after killing him.
Of course, he just didn't forget the question the wizard posed, asking if he would throw a sword, and answered it.
Even while dying, the wizard felt wronged.
He still had many spells left to use but died without being able to try anything.
'Unfair.'
That was the wizard's last thought.
Enkrid, who turned his body in mid-air and landed lightly on the ground, turned his gaze.
Before anyone knew it, the Great Emperor approached closely with big strides.
He extended his hand toward the adjutant.
Ten of the Great Emperor's subordinates with shaved heads came groaning, carrying his weapon.
Dudeudeudeuk.
A thick iron whip that smashed stones caught on the ground just by being dragged.
The Great Emperor grabbed the handle and said.
"They all lost."
He is one who makes plans.
One who enjoys fighting to win by preparing and thinking.
The Great Emperor tasted such defeat for the first time in decades.
It was a situation recalling the day he fought one of the Lords of the Demonic Realm and suffered a crushing defeat.
So did he learn nothing then?
No, he learned a lot.
'All plans are just words discussing hope before success.'
Therefore, had to agonize over ways to win even if failed.
Had to master the way to move forward even if plans go awry.
Had to devise a way to stand tall in the end even if everything goes wrong.
"Looking now, seems the one who caught Beelrog wasn't a monster coiled inside the Demonic Realm, but you."
The Great Emperor spoke half-convinced, and Enkrid felt no need to hide it.
"They called me the Beelrog Slayer."
"Fully qualified to use such words."
"So what will you do alone? Intending to duel consecutively?"
"One person's fight hasn't ended yet."
Sounds like Tang! Kwang! Peong! were heard from far away.
Cypress and the Frog named Beharli were still fighting.
"This guy! You hid your skills!"
Seeing the Frog shouting at the level of a frog croak from afar, even if it was a close match, seemed to know who was advantageous.
Since winning and losing cannot be easily gauged without fighting directly, it was indeed difficult to guess the result of those two recklessly.
While sharing a brief conversation like that, a disc flew hung toward the Great Emperor.
The Great Emperor struck that disc with his bare hand without moving the iron whip.
Kwang!
The throwing axe that looked like a disc broke.
Steel forged by a dwarf inhabiting the Border Guard displaying skill shattered like a thin ceramic plate.
Still, the axe did its role.
Since it drew out the Great Emperor's punch and allowed guessing his skill.
"What? The King fights the best? The strongest guy must become the King in the south?"
Rem approached and said.
Naturally, the throwing axe was his handiwork.
The Great Emperor raised the corners of his mouth and laughed aloud.
"Hahahaha!"
His laughter rang the air and spread.
Felt like it would burst hearts if not blocked with Will.
Then stopping laughter abruptly, the Great Emperor asked.
"Do you think you won?"
"Not just think, but won."
Ragna faced reality and answered.
The Great Emperor opened the hand that smashed the axe.
Heat haze rose eerily around that hand since a while ago.
"Keep the contract!"
The Great Emperor shouted.
Along with those words, heat haze rose on the bodies of the guys who had fallen.
-Of course.
Simultaneously with a voice heard from behind the Great Emperor's back, the ones killed by Enkrid and others started to squirm and move.
"It's round two. Let's fight joyfully."
The Great Emperor burst into laughter and said.
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