In the name of disaster-4
“What will happen if you receive divine power?”
I’ve been asked like that before.
Probably in the south, around the time Adrian received the divine power.
The weak body born from birth could not draw out the full power of magic,
Due to the restrictions on wielding the sword, he could not fight like he thought.
Even so, the reason I was able to reach the edge of the sword was because, unlike others, I had infinite time.
It was impossible to do with the original body, but through repeated time, the level itself was raised.
If he hadn’t received divine power, he wouldn’t have been able to even find his present state.
However, the reason I was able to get it back. It was because the body itself was greatly improved by receiving divine power from the south.
thud.
A vibration echoed through the lightly trodden ground. thought Robert.
Maybe this fight won’t last very long.
The strength of the Minotaur, weakened through necromancy, was clearly on the same level as his own.
You have to hit it with all your might. This divine power dwelling in his body was obviously not something that lasted for a long time.
The experience of fighting a giant monster did not exist.
It was true that the beings he wielded his sword against were always humans, so he had no idea how to fight right away.
So follow your instincts. At this moment, what he had to rely on was not his experience, but his instinct, if he entrusted himself to the direction the sword was moving.
That would be the way out.
‘It’s not as fast as I thought.’
If that gigantic body was faster than himself, that would be a problem.
However, the speed of the monster was not fast. Speed enough to see and respond.
At this level, it was possible to overtake and disrupt it.
They are slower than humans. Of course, without that, I wouldn’t have even thought of gaining an edge.
Because I had to see the game in this difference. Before long, mana burned like fire in Robert’s body.
The magic that burned blue was absorbed in the sword and cut through the air.
The wind pressure that appeared whenever the Minotaur moved was close to violence in itself.
coogu palace. He throws himself through the rubble of a collapsing building.
When he added the speed he gained from kicking off the ground and pierced the leather, he only stuck out his tongue at the strength that was harder than he thought.
It was hard to hurt him like this.
I quickly grasped it and removed my body, and a huge fist grazed at the spot where Robert was.
“It looks like a fly. Nothing has changed since then or now.”
I had no reason to answer. If he felt like a fly, he intended to keep pushing.
However, rather than only causing confusion, shouldn’t it also cause certain damage?
pounding. Putting his hand on his heart, where mana was gushing out, Robert took a small breath.
Muscles are powered by breathing.
What I realized while swinging the sword was that if I controlled this breathing, I could generate explosive power.
If the energy obtained through breathing was completely spread throughout the body, it could be condensed to show explosive power at once.
Soon after, Robert’s model, holding the sword with both hands, disappeared in the air.
Quaang!
The Minotaur’s fist passed through the air again.
It was only a little bit, but I could see a slight excitement in the red glowing eyes.
If you ask me if it was a good thing, it was clearly intended. It was unexpected that the speed was even faster.
“Try more, there were many who fought like you. Don’t forget that in the end it was always me who won!”
“I guess so.”
The Minotaur had only been defeated once, when fighting the moon god.
He had never been defeated by a human before that.
Would such a being dare to think of defeat?
Perhaps, if anyone else predicted anything about this fight, they would most likely predict a Minotaur victory.
However, I am confident that I will win. The reason was simple.
It was because I was starting to see that movement slowly.
The powers of humans and monsters are obviously different.
It was different in appearance, and it was true that it was impossible to easily guess the movements of the one who was once called a demon.
If you were a normal person, you probably wouldn’t have figured out anything until after the fight.
However, if you look for a commonality, it is that there is a ‘movement’ that can be seen before moving.
When I try to punch, my shoulders wriggle.
If you want to step on your feet, the pelvis, after all, all movements start from the spine.
Even if you don’t move, even if you simply have the thought that you will move, you can grasp it.
thud! When the giant arm struck the ground and raised a cloud of dust, the Minotaur looked at Robert with a mysterious expression.
The thrilling sensation just now meant only one thing.
Unnatural movement unlike before, and weakened power.
Looking at the arm with the elbow cut off, the Minotaur gave a small smile.
It wasn’t interesting, it was fun. It was the first time he had ever had his skin cut by a human,
It seemed to remind me of the memory of fighting the moon god.
squeak-
The more you swing your arm, the more the wound increases. Knees, heels, and elbows to keep them from moving.
But the pace did not slow down.
The wounds increased on the arm where it clenched its teeth and threw it out, but the monster was rather mad.
It was the first fight in a thousand years, but isn’t that level surpassing that of a thousand years ago?
Since it was unprecedented to cut the skin of a human sword, the eyes that had been swirling like blood began to turn redder and redder.
Evil, fragments of the shattered ground surge up and attack the body.
The sword swung in a zigzag cut cleanly through the rock, and at the same time the Minotaur’s fist flew.
The white hairs on his head fluttered wildly.
I see horns rising into the sky. And a fist as big as that head.
When Robert’s body bizarrely turned to avoid the fist, the monster raised its fist as if it had waited and slashed it down with a small smile.
However, Robert did not avoid it.
Prior to the attack, the divine power formed the form of a shield, so when I glanced back, I saw that Adrian was operating the divine power with his hands together.
‘…three minutes?’
The remaining time until the divine power in the body is completely depleted.
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Just wielding a sword is power that is ignorantly wasted, so the current task was to use it as efficiently as possible.
The body was light. Perhaps, he had completely recovered the state he had when he obtained the title of Sword Saint.
Let’s try it. If this worked, the fight would end right away without having to count the three minutes.
There was nothing wrong with trying. I didn’t even need a moment to waste on breathing.
Cut it short, just being aware of breathing is enough.
Step lightly, so that you don’t get crushed even if you step on a leaf.
I take light steps so that not even the slightest trace is left on the ground.
For a moment, it felt as if the Minotaur’s fist had stopped.
Even though it was flying towards him in reality, Robert realized that he had finally recovered from this sensation he felt after a long time.
Even if it was only for a short time, it was good.
It had been a long time since he had seen the tip of the sword, and the Minotaur’s complexion began to change little by little due to the momentary leaking energy.
“It has changed.”
It was a state that he hadn’t felt even when he was called a demon.
Laughter leaked out at the sight of a human whose presence alone was equivalent to a well-forged sword, as if a slash could be drawn with every step he took.
How could it not be fun? I thought the world would not change after a thousand years.
However, how would it not be fun if something I hadn’t seen back then popped out like this.
Combat was everything to Minotaurs.
Maybe it was nothing, but the purpose of living is to win the victory over the invincible.
The Minotaur, snorting hotter than ever before, laughed quietly.
Huge muscles began to twitch. The blood vessels expanded, and eventually the blood coagulated in the dark bloody body.
“Do you know why I called violence before?”
When the Minotaur spoke, Robert, who had lost his energy, shook his head quietly.
I don’t know, but somehow I felt like I knew. If it appeared with that gigantic body, wouldn’t it have felt like an overwhelming presence to the knights?
The long horns stretched toward the sky meant reverse heaven.
The bull’s head is the aggression that only charges forward, and the huge and strong body is the power to handle the charge.
The Minotaur was a warrior who did not retreat, but a demon who had never suffered defeat.
So that’s what violence is. Unstoppable, irresistible. A being whose will is broken simply by facing it.
“Now you will find out. Please, I hope you will survive knowing that.”
As the Minotaur’s mouth was torn open, Robert gently closed his eyes while holding the sword.
Sight didn’t help much in this situation. He regained his senses and state, but he only gained the strength of those days.
The priority was to awaken the senses that were not fully sensitive.
Giving up sight meant that.
It would be too late to see and cut anyway, so I had to feel the approaching sound and presence before I could cut.
Kung, the ground cracks. In order to prevent the ruins of the spire from collapsing due to the roar of the monster, Verod covered Adrian with his holy power.
The shrapnel that was about to fall with a thud did not reach Robert.
Robert smiled slightly when he realized that he had already swung the sword himself.
heard The heartbeat of that gigantic monster about to charge at you.
I could feel the muscles wriggling and suppressing my surroundings, and at the same time, I could feel the explosive power that spurred me to move the ground.
It was my first time fighting a monster.
I’ve never felt how much power that would be, and the reality is that I can’t even guess.
However, when asked if he could not bell, Robert shook his head quietly.
This is the wrong question in the first place.
As long as you hold the sword, there is nothing you cannot cut.
The arrogance that he could have because he was himself, because he had reached the tip of the sword.
Wouldn’t it be possible to say that everything in this world can be cut?
When the sword lightly gripped with one hand, not both, soared into the sky,
A huge new type of Minotaur disappeared into thin air. It was so fast that even Berod missed it for a moment.
thud-!
When he heard the sound that burst out even later than the movement, Robert slowly drew a line in the air in the slowed down world.
Once was enough. Just once, there was no shortage of slashing that gigantic body.
The light lines, like swinging a brush, were the pinnacle of the sword.
When the Minotaur’s body finished the clash, fresh blood spurted out of its massive severed arm.
There was not even the slightest wound on Robert’s body.
In the first place, the swordsman was such a name.
It is called the lofty star that no one can touch, because no one can touch its body.
“…haha.”
A faint red light now lingered in the light body, which had subsided further.