86. Corps Commander Berthe
Float-!!
Both of Verde’s palms hit the air.
Heaven and earth were pushed back. The dirt floor undulated, and the compression of the air was observed visually. It created an optical illusion as if the space was shimmering.
Ten thousand arrows, veteran apostles’ attacks, and even thousands of javelins shot by Heineken. All attacks bounced off like toothpicks.
Before long, the fragments of all those attacks and the aftermath of the ‘Taesan Push’ immediately hit the allied forces.
“Keep the line!!”
Hero Heineken shouted with the spirit of a general.
He pulled an ivory-colored spear from his back and held it as if holding a bat.
‘Return.’
The wind, sharp like fangs, entwined around the spearhead.
The wind of Hoecheon, which continued to grow in size, became a typhoon.
Soon he swung his spear and hit the flying mountain.
Kwaaang-!!
The typhoon and Taishan collided.
Even though it was a collision between the wind pressures, the air was shaking wildly, and there was a roar like a bomb exploding.
“Heh uh uh…!”
“Keuk…!”
The soldiers groaned as they found it difficult to even stand on the trembling ground and the fluctuating air.
Those watching shuddered. This is the battle between the hero and the corps leader. Battle of the strongest of each faction.
Each of their attacks was like a natural disaster.
“Khehehe…”
With Verde’s low laugh, the aftermath of the collision subsided. Ten thousand arrows that flew were stuck on the floor, and the spears were reconciled with light and disappeared.
“How is it? The martial arts of the strongest man on the continent.”
“…”
Heineken felt a tingling sensation rising from his hand.
‘It’s a monster.’
In the eyes of the perpetrators, it must have looked like an equal conflict. But the reality was different.
The wind pressure it caused broke all the attacks, and the momentum had decreased a little. And Heineken did everything in its power to counter it.
Heineken had a hunch.
‘Can’t win.’
The author was one of the corps commanders who specialized in one-on-one combat. [Dragon and Tiger Sangbak] should be used to get the minimum win rate.
‘However…’
He looked at his sister behind Verde’s back, who was being held in the air by the underworld gardener’s subordinate.
Heineken rolled his head to find a way out, wasting time with his mouth.
“…Really, is that the martial arts of the hero Hecleos-sama?”
“Can’t you see the thrilling power just now?”
“How are you using his martial arts?”
It was also to pass the time, but this was also an important issue.
Is that really Hekleos’ martial law? No, Heineken saw someone else there.
‘Seongwang…’
The martial arts known as the best on the continent, used by the Holy King. The bastard’s technique just now was similar to that.
But Doyoon knew.
‘Really, it’s Hecleus’ way.’
What the hell is that English?
Soon after, Verde opened his mouth in a low, scratchy voice.
“Because I killed him.”
“…!”
“…What?”
Doyoon and Heineken. I raised my eyes in astonishment.
“The Great Hero Hecleos. He is the one who ended his life in my hands.”
“…”
At the unexpectedly known death of a great hero, the soldiers of the alliance were agitated.
However, Doyoon did not hear such a commotion.
‘That guy…’
In his eyes, only Berd, covered in obsidian-colored glossy scales, could be seen.
‘Hecleus…?’
The deaths of comrades were familiar. Because he’s lived 18 lives.
However, this time it is different. 100 years ago, no matter how many times they died, they could meet again in the next episode.
But now I can’t meet Hecleos. never.
It was because of that guy.
‘really…?’
The shock was different from when I heard about his death in history class.
Do-yoon couldn’t even think of how a guy like that killed him.
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Just the fact that the enemy of a close friend is standing in front of you. He was furious at the fact that the commander of the Demon King’s Army, and not someone else, was tainting his friend’s martial arts.
“Apostle Doyoon Han. Apostle-sama is leaving the battlefield at this opportunity, uh…!”
The Pantheon guild member who was talking to him shut up.
Outwardly, it was just Han Do-yoon’s face, which was not different from usual.
However, his eyes contained cold anger that made people numb just by meeting them.
It was the fury of Enoch Roosevolnik, the strongest man on the continent.
Even then, the conversation between Heineken and Verde continued.
“Then you bastard…”
“Until there. Let the small talk stop here.”
Heineken frowned. He had yet to find a breakthrough.
‘…I can’t help it.’
For now, it seems that we will have no choice but to fight with all our might.
‘If the worst comes…’
I give up on my little sister…
‘…’
He bit his lip, and the smell of blood lingered in his mouth.
No matter how precious his sister is, he is a hero. I couldn’t get caught up in personal feelings at the place where I had a diary with the corps commander.
As Enoch Roosevolnik did, there are things in the world that are more important than your own life.
That was the great cause.
“come.”
Berd pulled his back muscles and prepared for a fight with him.
“Show me sometime. Your skill, which is said to have troubled the demon king army so much!”
“Whoa…”
The momentum of Heineken, which took a deep breath, began to change completely.
His muscles sharpened, and the power of a beast emanated from his eyes.
this moment right now. He came to have the most evil existence, a military force comparable to that of a corps commander.
“Kreur…”
It was the activation of Heineken’s signature skill, [Dragon and Tiger Sangbak].
“Kuhhhh!!”
The White Tiger of the Union, Heineken.
“Kyaa!!”
The black dragon of the demon lord, Berd.
A dragon and a tiger collided.
Kwak!
As the two kicked off the ground, there was a roar of the earth exploding.
A rush of power towards each other. The collision occurred exactly at the midpoint between the Allied Forces and the Demon King’s Army.
Verde’s big right fist stretched out. An ordinary fist that is clunky and simple. But its power was truly formidable.
The black fist, no, the space in front of the fist turned red. Like a meteor, the air was compressed and the temperature rose, leaving a reddish afterimage.
The fist didn’t even make a sound the moment it reached the RBI. Despite the 3m tall body and thick armor, the sound couldn’t keep up with the speed of the fist.
However, Heineken set foot in the realm of level 9 agility with [Dragon and Tiger Sangbak]. He lightly dodged his fists with a water-flowing movement.
And as he burrowed into Verde’s arms, the ivory spear tip aimed at the dragon’s eyes.
evasion. and sting. Incredible speed and accuracy, unbelievable that the sound was only for a short moment without movement.
However, when Heineken saw that the dragon’s pupils were accurately looking at the tip of the spear 0.5 cm ahead, Heineken felt that the attack would fail.
Verde moved his head and tried to catch the tip of the spear with his forehead, and Heineken retracted the spear and struck him in the neck with the spear.
Aww-!!
Finally, a sound rang out, and the two of them exchanged several moves in an instant, widening the distance.
In the air, where the two had already fallen, an intense shock wave erupted and shook the air.
“Huh!!”
“What, what!”
“uh…? What just happened…”
Not only the soldiers, but even the highest level apostles. It was not a workshop that dared to catch up with the eyes.
Only Do-yoon, who intensively enhanced his eyesight with local acceleration control, could admire their fight.
‘It’s an incredible speed.’
Indeed, is that the dignity of a stat level 9?
Verde also had an outstanding reaction speed, but it could not keep up with Heineken’s speed, which seemed to split time.
I could tell without looking at his status window. Now Heineken has reached the realm of level 9 agility.
As expected, this did not dare to compare with the level 8 stats. Even though it was a simple level difference, there was such a significant gap.
‘But that means that Berd also has stats equivalent to level 9.’
It was not difficult to know what kind of ability it was.
“Mmm…”
Wooddeuk. As if feeling stiff, Verde moved his neck left and right.
There was no trace of Heineken’s attack that struck him in the neck, with the speed of level 9 agility.
“It’s filthy hard.”
Heineken calmed his trembling hands and spoke calmly.
“It’s a power gained by giving up magic, the exclusive possession of dragons. Even the Dragon Lord can’t drive his teeth into me.”
Thick scales with an obsidian luster. It even covered the entire body without any gaps.
‘That’s the armored dragon, Kyoryong.’
It’s definitely durability equivalent to a level 9 toughness stat. Heineken muted.
“The one who broke through this armor and wounded me was Hecleus. There was only one man. Even if it was a battle outside the Holy Stone.”
He held out his hand in front of him, and regained his stance.
“Can you really surpass him?”
Heineken also pointed the tip of his spear at the dragon.
“Today, I will leave my name in history as a surrogate. As for the special issue, Dragon Slayer would be better.”
At the sly answer, Verde smiled with a friendly spirit.
“If you show a better look, I’ll use the Hecleos formula.”
“OK. Come.”
So, the second clash began.
This time, it was an assault from the side of Verde.
The moment he came within range, Heineken fired four spears.
Each of those bloody thrusts, each with the trick of returning to heaven, aimed at Verde’s eyes, neck, and stomach.
But Verde lowered his head and received it with his head. It hit the pit well, but in the end it couldn’t pierce the thick scales.
Verde used the acceleration of the charge and hit Heineken hard. It had the power to cause a fatal wound if it was hit even once, but Heineken never hit it.
The fists always exploded with afterimages of Heineken, and Heineken stabbed Verde’s eyes three or four times with each fist.
However, Berd’s reflexes are also outstanding. Although he couldn’t keep up with Heineken’s speed, he had scales like armor.
With just a slight movement of the head, the attack missed the area between the eyebrows, eyes, and eyebrows, and of course did not inflict any damage.
Heineken is fatal even if you brush it, but it never hits you.
Verde was attacked over and over again, but he never gave an effective hit.
Dozens of times to exchange such battles.
“Caught.”
Verde grabbed Heineken’s spear and grinned.
But the laughter disappeared in an instant. He hurriedly withdrew his arm, feeling the horror he felt exactly inside his elbow.
aang-!!
“Kuk…!”
Heineken, who pulled out another spear in his left hand before he knew it, pierced his arm with a different, really sharp stab. If it was a little late and the elbow, which is a joint part, was stabbed, there would have been bad results.
Due to the strong spirit of repentance carried by the spear, Verde lost control of his arms for an instant. A huge whirlwind swirled behind the point, tearing the soil and trees around.
Verde hurriedly ran backwards to open up the distance, but giving the level 9 agility spearman a momentary gap was a fatal mistake.
Heineken swung the long spears in both hands with the vigor of a six-armed asura.
A spear that was swung hundreds of times in a short moment without sound. Then, he crossed the two spears with a cross.
‘Cheonjichang (千里地槍).’
Verde raised his eyes.
It felt like a dragon. Front, back, sides and overhead, diagonal sky. even underground.
Hundreds of piercing spears were directed at him from all sides.
Heineken’s realm of being able to shoot spears from long distances and from any angle. Cheonjichang (千里地槍).
‘I can’t avoid it!’
The power of the hero Heineken poured down on the corps commander, Verde.