Chapter 224 – Gungnir
Children of winter are not bound by faith and religion.
For them living in a barren environment, the important thing is to stand tall on the ground.
And because it is the present that is given every moment.
But even for them, the afterlife definitely exists.
An oral story that has been handed down from an unfathomable time long ago.
According to the stories of fathers of fathers, brave warriors meet a special end.
A beautiful angel wearing armor and holding a spear appears and guides the souls of the warriors to heaven.
I don’t think that would be a pretty romantic death.
Death in any form is a fear for everyone.
What if a warrior doesn’t accept his end?
Fortunately, there are no problems in that case.
Mercifully, the beautiful angel is willing to help even the process leading up to death.
The angel’s name is
Valkyria.
“Die!”
Astrid’s new model, which floated in the air, pierced Wolfgang like a beam of light.
—Kwaaang!
An intense blow that combines the power of gravity and the thrust from the magical wings.
The ground shakes with a roar, and a crater reminiscent of a meteorite impact is created at the point of impact.
It is powerful enough to give a brave warrior a final rest.
“…Quite.”
Although Wolfgang quickly evaded it by throwing himself.
My whole body was tingling just from the aftermath of the death penalty and wind pressure that passed by.
It’s this much power with just one hit.
Even Wolfgang would never have been safe if he had confronted him head-on.
He frowned slightly, but before he had time to catch his breath, another heavy attack rushed in.
— Kaaang!
“Laugh…!”
Wolfgang was perplexed.
When I mix my hands in front of me, I can feel it more clearly.
The power of Astrid’s blow was comparable to that of him who had done his best.
In other words, if you deal with her with her clumsy mindset, she could really die.
Astrid said with a grin.
“How about killing it?”
It was an attitude that seemed light at first glance.
Her momentum is truly domineering.
—Kaang, Kang!
Grey-white speculation and ink-colored aura collided, and sparks flew several times.
Astrid is the one who continues the offensive with the upper hand.
Wolfgang is on the defensive and receives her attacks one-sidedly.
The blade of the sword collided with the sword trembled and screamed in pain.
“It’s a fierce attack. You should be confident.”
Wolfgang was genuinely impressed by it.
Because this was quite a surprise to him.
Head-on fight. How many times have you been pushed aside in a power-to-power showdown?
Obviously, this is the first time since the war.
Astrid’s words that if he was sincere, he would not be pushed back by him, were by no means false.
Of course, this non-standard power is exerted due to the uniqueness of the space called Valhalla.
As much as this space itself is a product of Astrid’s ability.
Her power is wholly the result of her achievements.
‘This, every time the swords meet, the power is being sucked out in chunks. Is it the influence of those wings?’
Originally, it was a pretty difficult image in one-on-one.
Now that he had awakened to the whole world of thought, he even felt irrational in the position of the opponent.
—Koo-goo-goo… !
Astrid’s fighting spirit grows stronger and more ferocious.
Now it raged like a raging storm and began to gnaw at him.
“Haha…!”
Fast breathing and red face.
Her expression was filled with unconcealable joy.
“This isn’t enough. You don’t even feel it? Try harder… Harder!”
It’s like deception.
The more they fight, the weaker Wolfgang becomes and the stronger Astrid becomes.
His image, which begins with dominating the space with willpower, is crushed by Valhalla’s presence and crumbles without a chance to bloom.
It is a situation where he cannot even dare to use his heavy and large technique, which is his main skill in continuous attacks.
It was as if not only Astrid, but the entire space was malicious and tried to kill him.
A situation that is no different from being beaten unilaterally with limbs tied.
At this point, Wolfgang had no choice but to realize.
Now, this was a hunting ground that Astrid had painstakingly prepared just for him.
He has become a prey.
Will Astrid really become the angel of death to bring Wolfgang to his end?
Maybe I didn’t know.
It was common for people to lose their lives in duels.
“Haha…!”
“Smile?!”
A clearly unfavorable situation.
But rather, that made Wolfgang’s blood boil.
— Doo kung!
Wolfgang’s heart started beating fast.
Obviously, the armed forces he possesses are at a level that can be discussed as the strongest of the people except for the transcendentalists.
Naturally, he often stood in the position of an overwhelming force.
Quite a few enemies would fall to their knees with just one blow from his fist or sword strike.
The driving force that brought him to that level was-
The experience points accumulated by crossing countless lines of fire.
An indomitable will that never breaks in the face of any crisis.
The more extreme the situation, the clearer his mental power becomes.
Even if there seems to be no answer at first glance, he always finds a breakthrough.
—Kaang! Kagagak… !
Wolfgang never backed down even though he received a series of heavy blows.
The blade of an ordinary sword, other than his favorite sword Demonbane, has already lost all its teeth and is no different from a blunt weapon.
Almost all of the clothes he was wearing had already been torn, and he looked nothing more than rags.
The scars on his body were also increasing.
Right now at this moment. He wasn’t thinking of the word defeat at all.
“What… What the hell are you…”
A cold sunken reason and a burning fighting spirit.
The two are exquisitely balanced, and Wolfgang’s mind at this moment is like a clear sky.
However, what did he mean by his attitude?
—Fast… !
“What is it, that unpleasant face?”
Astrid, who had been harassing Wolfgang all along, muttered as she gnashed her teeth with a cold face.
“Same expression as back then. Yes, it must have been your victory before. Admit it.”
— Kwajik!
Then, with a big swing of his sword, he broke Wolfgang’s sword and flew into the air once more.
A sword that was cut off by about a third in an instant and became a short sword.
Wolfgang glanced at it indifferently and immediately raised his head and looked up at him.
“But will it be like this again?”
Astrid, aiming her spear at the earth, looks down at him with burning eyes.
In her right hand, which did not hold her spear, an ancient letter symbolizing the mysteries of the Land of Frost appeared.
The runic of the torch that Astrid’s mother, who was also familiar with her magic, gave her as a gift while she was alive.
Release it right now
Although Astrid valued purity and pride as a warrior.
At this moment, I am thirsty for victory to the extent that I do not cover the means and methods.
[Kenaz (ᚲ)]
Let Astrid’s command echo.
Ancient letters shimmer dazzlingly, dyeing the entire Valhalla with brilliant light.
— Hwaaaaagh!
“This…!”
At the same time, her Enlightenment Runic infuses her with even greater power.
The transformation magic that dwells in Wolfgang is forcibly dispelled by Runic’s energy.
His height and size returned to normal, and his tattered top burst open.
Astrid’s gaze toward Wolfgang, who revealed her true self, was a bit complicated.
The true face of a suitable opponent that he has met face-to-face after many years.
“It’s been a while, Wolfgang the Slayer.”
Despite the situation, apparently where she is overpowering her enemies.
It is because the fear of defeat rose again when he faced the beast-like appearance.
The scar on his lower stomach was burning and cold sweat was about to flow.
“Ha.”
The glowing flames of Runic correct her spirit as she tries to get lost.
Quickly recovering her composure, she grinned as she pointed her spear at her old rival.
“Well, that’s much better than a needlessly smooth mask.”
“…Is it a compliment?”
Power overflows from the whole body.
I feel like I can do anything now.
She held her scimitar high over her shoulder.
—Kkuguguk… !
To shake off the shock of defeat and take a step forward.
Just the way Wolfgang gave me the second defeat.
It’s a mindset to repay the guy in full.
—Pajik, Pajik… !
The spirit of the great warrior Astrid and the mysterious power of Runic resonate, and the power of lightning dwells in the sword of the moon.
What kind of answer will the old rival give back to her all-encompassing blow?
[Fully open spiritual power]
[Giant Slayer — Gungnir]
—Weeeee!
Just as her distant ancestor, a one-eyed warrior, speared and killed the frost giants.
Astrid’s javelin rushes like lightning at the huge man.
A merciless blow that can crush any tough warrior to dust.
However.
“What…?!”
In the infinitely slow warrior’s time, Astrid widened her eyes.
—Kwaaak!
Wolfgang suddenly hung the severed sword on the ground and pinned it to the ground.
As if he had become a madman who had given up on life.
She responded with her bare fists, a special move that contained her everything.
