FVN Chapter 178 : Chapter 178
Chapter 178 : Chapter 178
Chapter 178
The Tyrant couldn’t understand the situation unfolding before his eyes.
Two humans and one slightly peculiar golem.
According to his initial thought, he should have already cut off the wooden doll’s limbs.
‘Is it because of this guy?’
- Hiiiik! Oh King! They are targeting me!
He looked at the Shaman trembling in his hand and shook his head.
It was true he couldn’t use his full strength because he was fighting with one hand, but that wasn’t the reason this battle was continuing.
He could withstand a skill from two humans and a wooden doll that couldn’t even use mana.
The problem was, he couldn’t use his skills.
『Mt. Tai Crushing the Summit 』
Following the powerfully descending axe, the sword thrust by the wooden doll intervened.
The sword, digging in precisely right below the axe blade, gently pushed the axe handle aside.
- Tung!
With that simple movement, the strike capable of killing even an Ogre in a single blow was deflected in vain.
‘As expected.’
He wouldn’t have believed it if he hadn’t seen it himself.
A golem canceling skills.
‘Is it cutting the flow of fighting spirit just before the technique is completed?’
It nullifies skills and deflects attacks.
‘It’s easy to say, but a golem that nullifies all first-time seen skills and parries all attacks. How is that possible!’
Only now could he guess why they revealed themselves.
A golem master, an assistant, and the continent’s first artificial life form that nullifies skills.
‘Hehehe… Did they plan to do a performance test? Daring to target this body?’
Just as he was about to glare at the wizard, the wooden doll’s sword, penetrating his chest, tapped his chest.
And as if mocking him, a character floated above the doll’s head.
- Five
The Tyrant ground his teeth.
‘Should I discard the Shaman?’
He was confident he could kill all three if he just discarded the annoying burden.
If he could use both hands, he could cut off the limbs of the two humans and stop the wooden doll before counting to three.
‘But if I did that, the humans targeting this guy would rush in with bloodshot eyes.’
It would be troublesome if the Shaman died.
Since he touched the nerves of the ‘Mother’ in the depths, he absolutely needed the Shaman to live in this forest.
Unpleasant, annoying, and frustrating, but.
The Tyrant made a decision.
‘Even if that wooden doll’s sword stabs thousands, millions of times, it won’t even be able to cut my skin.’
Then, he would swing thousands, millions of times and break that bastard’s sword.
‘I will make you pay dearly for daring to mock this body.’
Strength entered the Tyrant’s hand gripping the axe.
* * *
“Young Master! That bastard glared at me!”
Ian, who was counting the remaining daggers, flinched and looked at Jeremy.
“What?”
“I’m telling you that bastard glared at me! He glared as if he was going to eat me alive!”
Did he expect an affectionate gaze from an Orc?
What does he want me to do……?
“Uh? Young Master, you are looking at me the way other people look at wizards right now, and it feels very unpleasant.”
“Well, because Jeremy is a wizard……?”
Ian rummaged through his pockets just in case, checking how many ‘World Tree leaves’ were left, and thought.
‘Did fighting spirit have a mental infection effect?’
It would be troublesome if the wizard went crazy in an urgent situation, so he handed over one of the few remaining World Tree leaves.
Tsk, if I knew this would happen, I would have refined them into potions.
“Oh! Isn’t this that leaf from earlier, no, the World Tree leaf?! The one said to block mental attacks!”
“Right. Eat one more just in case.”
“…I haven’t gone crazy, though.”
“Sure, sure, I believe you.”
Even while looking at Ian with suspicious eyes, Jeremy took the World Tree leaf and chewed it diligently.
As a wizard, he couldn’t miss the chance to chew and eat a divine body .
Gulp, Jeremy swallowed the leaf and opened his mouth.
“So, about that, Young Master. Are we really going to win? Wouldn’t it be better to bring Master or the Counts…….”
There was a reason for Jeremy making a fuss.
“Isn’t your body already at its limit?”
Ian’s body was covered in blood to the point where one wondered if he was even alive.
“I’m still okay.”
It was a mistake to approach closely to give the Sword Demon a chance the first few times.
I thought it would be fine if the Sword Demon succeeded in parrying, but the fighting spirit contained in the Tyrant’s attack caused an afterstorm.
‘Though it was just wind pressure created by the remaining fighting spirit rather than an afterstorm.’
He could glimpse the Tyrant’s skill from that wind pressure.
Just from the aftermath created by a failed attack, he suffered injuries so large that his life couldn’t be guaranteed.
Ian, staggering as he raised his body, checked the Sword Demon and grinned.
“Just five more times. Let’s try dying just five more times.”
At the chillingly uneasy smile, Jeremy quickly answered.
“I really, truly do not want to die. Please leave me out.”
Ian chuckled at Jeremy, who didn’t seem to have any intention of running away despite saying that, and kicked off the ground.
* * *
‘Got him!’
The Tyrant, who was about to swing his axe at the opening shown by the doll, twisted his body seeing Ian suddenly rushing in.
“Dare you!”
Ian’s sword passed through the spot where the Shaman had been.
Enraged by the fact that he missed the rare opportunity, the Tyrant let out a roar.
“You worm-like thing! I will definitely kill you no matter what!”
The moment the Tyrant, chasing the faint human energy, was about to throw his body, the Sword Demon blocked his path.
“Bastard! Get lost! I’ll play with you after killing that dog-like human!”
The number written on the doll’s forehead was eight .
One by one, as the number written on the doll’s forehead increased, the Tyrant’s heart became more and more anxious.
Even he didn’t know why.
Even though that worthless sword wouldn’t mean anything whether it stabbed thousands or tens of thousands of times.
His pounding heart and the intuition cultivated through countless battles whispered to him.
Break that doll right now, or run away.
“Do you think I would run away from a mere golem!”
The fact that he ran away with his tail between his legs before the war even started.
The fact that he sacrificed a hundred thousand of his own kind to escape from White Mask .
The fact that he was feeling fear towards the wooden doll in front of him, which was nothing more than a block of wood.
It shook his reason.
“This body is the King of all warriors! No one, absolutely no one can block my path!”
The Tyrant, shouting, swung his axe rippling with fighting spirit.
- Tung!
Just as it had been until now, the Tyrant’s axe bounced off in vain, but the Tyrant didn’t stop.
- Tung, tung, tung, tung, tung!
If once didn’t work, twice.
If twice wasn’t enough, three times.
He poured out fighting spirit blooming in streams and swung his axe.
“You guys will never return alive!”
As if to prove his words, the Sword Demon was pushed back ceaselessly, but he wasn’t the only one here.
【Multi-casting: Air Bullet 5】
The Tyrant hurriedly twisted his body at the magic bullets shot from behind.
Tuk.
Once again, the tip of the Sword Demon’s sword touched his chest.
- Nine
The moment he saw the number floating above the Sword Demon’s forehead, the Tyrant shouted, bursting his fighting spirit like an explosion.
- Kuhahaha! This Tyrant looks ridiculous! For a mere doll to mock this body!
As if making a decision, the moment the Tyrant threw the Shaman away and grabbed the axe with both hands.
“Jeremy, now!”
Along with Ian’s urgent voice, Jeremy, who jumped out from behind the doll, hurriedly pulled a sword from his bosom.
Just before the Tyrant’s axe split the Sword Demon’s head.
Light bursting out from the sword covered the forest.
* * *
The day they explored the workshop to find a sword for Mr. Doll.
Jeremy obtained a sword after a life-risking challenge.
Also known as Mireska’s 『Embarrassing Glow Stick』.
The sword, filled with the innocence and dark history of Mireska who was afraid of the dark, had not a speck of killing function.
Only the magic ‘Light’, embedded in units of thousands.
“…You’re taking this?”
On the day of departure, Mireska expressed disapproval at Jeremy’s words that he would take the glow stick no matter what, but Jeremy spoke with a serious face.
“Lord Mireska! This is an item that will save my life! No one in this world will think a sword contains Light magic! If there is a monster I really can’t handle, I will buy time with this and run away!”
Jeremy insisted.
- Stacking over a thousand Light magic spells on a sword is the essence of magic.
- Seeing intense light pouring out from a sword to the point of blinding, ten out of ten will think it’s an unusual weapon.
- If it’s a really strong guy, he will be glaring to block or dodge the next attack and get blinded, so if I aim for that opening, I can run away even if the opponent is a dragon.
- So, to go to that battlefield, I must take the glow stick unconditionally.
Mireska said absolutely not, thinking her dark history might spread, but Jeremy persistently persuaded her and finally succeeded in obtaining the glow stick.
Seeing that, Ian clapped his hands saying it was the ‘best stun skill’ and liked it.
Now, a thousand Light magic spells burst out simultaneously from the glow stick.
* * *
- Grrrk!
Ian, who had tightly closed his eyes, smiled at the flustered Tyrant’s breathing.
It doesn’t matter if he is 8-star or 9-star.
As long as he has eyes, he is bound to react to light, and the better his skill, the more sensitive he has to be to magic power.
‘Even if Light is a 1st Circle magic, what if a thousand burst at the same time?’
I don’t know for sure, but at least magic power comparable to the 7th Circle would move.
If 7th Circle magic bursts in front of your eyes and unknown light fills your vision, it’s normal to be flustered.
‘If he has eyes, that is.’
In the meantime, the Sword Demon’s sword, walking out slowly, stabbed the empty Tyrant’s chest with a tap.
- Ten .
Above the Sword Demon’s sword, which succeeded in ten attacks, the fighting spirit he had absorbed until now bloomed like a flower—
- Seogeok
The Tyrant’s arm fell off at the sword he swung.
Ian, watching the scene through squinted eyes, admired quietly.
‘To read the attack and twist his body in that short moment.’
The Tyrant was definitely a strongman comparable to the Sword Demon.
He just couldn’t show his true skill because he was protecting the Shaman.
‘It would have been dangerous if I gave him just a little more time.’
It was actually fortunate that the Sword Demon’s attacks were weak.
Thinking he couldn’t be hurt, the Tyrant didn’t consider the Sword Demon a threat until the end.
If he had given up on the Shaman from the start and fought seriously, we wouldn’t have returned alive.
“Kuaaaack! How, how are you using my fighting spirit!”
The roar of the Tyrant who lost his arm rang through the forest.
Instead of answering, the Sword Demon took a starting stance.
The exact same starting stance as the technique the Tyrant used repeatedly.
Seeing the Sword Demon’s stance, the Tyrant made a second mistake.
‘I must run away right now! As long as I have the Shaman, I can reattach an arm anytime!’
He chose to run away instead of blocking the Sword Demon’s attack.
And above the warrior who chose to flee, Mt. Tai descended.
『Mt. Tai Crushing the Summit 』
- Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwang!
The explosion of fighting spirit shook the forest—
And in the spot where the Tyrant and Shaman were, nothing remained.