50 – It won’t be such an easy fight…?!
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My brother Morgant, who suddenly challenges me to a duel.
Cromwell accepts this and begins to dress up in silver armor.
Watching them prepare for battle like that, Tiekuna made a surprised expression, but her heart was far from that feeling.
As a warrior woman of the Morks, and as Morgant’s younger sister, she knew at least that things would go this way.
‘In the first place, if you are a weak person who can’t even defeat your brother, it will be impossible to defeat the warchief and unite the tribes. Above all, it is necessary to check the power of the heavenly messenger.’
Like that, Tiekuna observes the situation with a hawk’s eye to accurately gauge the opponent’s ability.
In front of her eyes, the figure of her older brother, who radiates blue magical energy as always,
As soon as the battle began, Cromwell’s appearance began to radiate unusual energy.
at that time,
Then she began to hear the voices of the other rebels who had come this far.
“divination… Will it be okay?… Of course, I don’t think I’ll lose, but I don’t think that native warrior is normal either…”
“Nothing to worry about. A native warrior like that is no match for Cromwell! It will surely end in an instant!”
Generals expressing their concerns, and a woman with short brown hair speaking to them in a confident voice.
At first glance, Tiekuna let out a small sigh inwardly at her words as she spoke confidently, despite her lack of ability as a warrior.
‘I’m sorry. Either way, things won’t be that easy. Victory must be won, but my brother is one of the strongest among the Morks. He is by no means an easy opponent.’
Even if the unusual power that reminds me of a great spirit wasn’t foam, it wouldn’t be an easy fight considering Morgant’s strength.
In such a cold calculation, while internally reprimanding the woman for talking immaturely.
At the same time, and at the same time, with the feeling of worry that that man might lose,
Tiekuna looked at the situation unfolding in front of her eyes and prayed earnestly inwardly.
‘please… It’s about winning. So you live too… We can buy too.’
*
Cromwell, the general of the rebels, emits a green aura right in front of his eyes.
Looking at the unusual power felt even before the weapon met,
A small smile began to form on Morgan’s lips.
Regardless of whether the opponent was truly a great soul or not, it seemed clear that he was quite strong.
As a warrior, fighting a strong person is always a bloody affair.
As he raised the mana power of his whole body with great force, Morgant began to entwine the ax in his hand with the mana.
condensation.
It is a magic that uses mana to strengthen the cutting power and strength of weapons.
As one of the three major magics handed down by the empire, it was essential for warriors who use magical powers to train.
Especially in the case of condensation, it is easy to use, but in the case of a skilled warrior, it is possible to exert the power to split steel with a wooden stick, so those who use weapons must master it.
Of course, Morgant, who is in the position of chief, was able to use condensation almost perfectly,
In addition, one of the other three major magics, body strengthening, was added. At this moment, his fighting power, which was already superior to others, was further strengthened.
“What are you doing! Are you afraid you can’t attack!”
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Morgant urges the battle with a powerful voice.
However, regarding this, Cromwell just looked this way with his sword drawn right after he had just prayed to the former god.
You can feel the composure as if you are asked to come in and see it if you can.
Recognizing that the opponent had no intention of attacking first, Morgant straightened the ax.
“Okay, then I’ll attack you first!”
And.
“Haaa!!!!”
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Morgant shouted and ran forward.
With strength and destructive power reminiscent of an angry buffalo, he raised his ax with the intention of splitting the man in front of him at once.
Vortexing magic power and the tremendous power amplified by it.
The strength contained within him made the ground crack with each step he took.
A flow of tremendous magical power that shook the earth and made goosebumps run down the backs of those who saw it.
At the blow that he, who is one of the three most powerful among all the Morks, was delivering with sincerity, the faces of those watching this scene began to feel astonishment and fear for a moment.
But,
Even while facing Morgant’s colossal blow head-on.
Cromwell was still not responding at all.
A different reaction than expected.
In response, Morgant momentarily began to feel doubt.
‘Aren’t you avoiding it? why? Could it be… does that mean that my attacks are useless?’
His appearance, which seems to be not responding to anything while clad in unusual power.
In response, Morgant swung an attack in the midst of confusion.
‘damn! I don’t know what it is, but take it!!’
That moment…
– KANG!!!
“!?…. uh?”
Something solid that suddenly blocked his blow.
A blow with power that can easily split even rocks.
In this situation where the ax, sharpened by condensation, was struck with power beyond the physical strength of an ordinary human due to body strengthening, at this situation, Morgant’s face began to show a deep sense of bewilderment.
“this… what is this… . Kuu!!!”
Immediately after that, Morgant had no choice but to stop moving at the sudden sensation that began to feel.
that is,
At some point, a sharp sword shining with silver was pointed at the nape of his neck.
However, it was not Cromwell in front of him who was aiming that sword.
‘this… What is this?’
The truth that I only realized now that I was distracted by the opponent in front of me.
that is,
At some point, he was in a situation where he was completely surrounded by something worth ten people, and his weapon was pointed at him.
From the neck to the limbs and abdomen.
He is in a situation where if he moves just one more step, his entire body could be hacked to death.
At the heart of that dark flesh,
What came to his mind for a moment was the intrusion of a third party, which is absolutely prohibited in a 1:1 confrontation.
In this case, of course, the winner is the one who made the cowardly move.
But.
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Morgant was aware that the current situation was far from being that simple.
A being that radiates green energy and covers its entire body with silver armor.
together,
Brilliant white wings extending from the back,
Through the form of green light, not human skin visible through armor,
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Morgant came to recognize that this that surrounds him is ‘something else’ of humans.
An existence that gives him an unusual feeling even when he sees him as a warrior who lacks knowledge.
It makes me feel like I have to get down on my knees right now and pay my respects.
Looking at the beings in silver armor that reminds me of the word ‘sacred’,
this moment,
Didn’t Morgant touch someone he shouldn’t have touched? I started thinking about it.
And.
Towards such a Morgant.
The man whose name was Cromwell…
No, the existence that his brother called the great soul.
I asked him in a calm voice.
“I think I won. What do you think?”
“… ”
– Clink!
At his words, Morgant dropped his weapon powerlessly.
In the first place, if I moved just one more step, my whole body would be hacked to pieces.
There was also the option of using defensive magic.
Another one of the three major magics, and a magic barrier that can block even bullets, might somehow have a chance.
But,
Now that I am witnessing a scene where my whole body seems to shrivel at this moment,
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Morgant lost his fighting spirit. The feeling of overwhelming awe felt from the depths of my heart forced me to kneel.
“lose… lost. It is my defeat.”
*
‘This… It’s a bit dangerous.’
Brother’s blow that shook the earth and rushed forward like an angry buffalo.
Watching the attack, which could have killed even her if she tried to hit it head-on, Tiekuna automatically began to frown.
‘Brother… We are doing our best from the start. But what is that man doing… .’
Cromwell just stood there without doing anything.
Watching her body froze in a shock so great that it seemed like it might not be frozen, Tiekuna began to wonder if she was looking at the wrong person.
By the way…
“uh?”
In the next moment, Morgant’s attack, which had been blocked with the tremendous momentum shown from the beginning, was put to shame.
Besides, the situation did not end there.
“I… that… ?”
Among the green light emitted from Cromwell’s body, the beings in silver armor suddenly began to appear.
It looks similar to the ‘Heavenly Messenger’ I saw before, but
This time, not one or two such beings, but dozens began to appear at once.
As soon as they appeared, the heavenly messengers pointed their weapons at Morgant’s body.
It wasn’t just that the duel was won or lost.
Watching the shocking scene, as if God was going to judge the sinners from the sky, Tiekuna began to feel goosebumps all over her body.
at that time…
“I… really… I thought you’d win easily… ”
“Didn’t I tell you? Cromwell is an apostle of God who obeys the will of the Lord! That kind of person is just an easy opponent for a native warrior like that.”
The rebel soldiers talking in a daze voice, and the woman with short brown hair confidently responding to them.
In this situation that came true according to her words, treated as someone who didn’t know anything until just now,
Tiekuna automatically asked the woman’s words with intense interest.
“That… that is… Something? faith… Being an apostle is.”
“yes? Oh, and I see heresy… ummm… As a native, you don’t know.”
“eww… Well… Yes. I wish I could explain it to you if possible.”
“Yes! Gladly.”
A woman who answers Tiekuna’s question with twinkling eyes.
From then on, introducing herself as Rebel Lieutenant Jane McCree, she spoke to her in a voice filled with deep joy…
He began to tell the story of Cromwell, the chosen apostle of God and the light of the world.
why won’t you die
plot armor son :’v