Chapter 225 – Quit, Kill It!
It was a reckless act.
The spear that falls from the sky with thunderbolts wrapped around it is reminiscent of God’s punishment.
The figure of a warrior standing naked on the ground is so shabby compared to that.
If the two blows collided, it was obvious what the outcome would be.
The warrior himself who faced the sky would know that better than anyone else.
However.
The warrior’s face is beyond composure and is at peace.
There is no hesitation in the simple and clear movements.
Wolfgang raised his fist.
And then, the strange thing happened.
“Come.”
A broken sword languidly stuck in the ground like a tombstone.
—Koo-goo-goo… !
The energy of ink light springs from the very small cracks created by it.
A piece of black overlaid on Valhalla, filled with Runic’s light and white from thunderbolts.
Black, which started from a very small dot like a period stamped on white drawing paper, quickly grows in size and dyes the drawing paper black.
It was not a technique learned from Arien, but an image that Wolfgang had as an individual.
It provides a clue to break the intangible chains that bind him and the fate of approaching death.
[Implementation of imagery area: microcosm]
The air becomes heavy.
Magical particles dyed in black resonate with Wolfgang’s will and regain control of this space.
Then, thanks to the power of the world of thought, the flow of power that had been sucked into Astrid reversed, and now the black wave erodes the brilliance of Valhalla and grows in size at a terrifying speed.
A series of processes take place in an instant.
Right before the thunderbolt spear pierced Wolfgang’s body.
The magical particles that had been scattered in all directions rushed towards his right hand in an instant.
His fists, clad in thick darkness reminiscent of the universe, shoot toward the sky.
[Smashing Stars]
“Ah…!”
He seemed to have a foreboding of what would happen immediately after that.
Astrid’s short dying words uttered while looking at the regime that came into contact with her blow.
—Quaaaaagh!
The roar that echoed through the heavens and earth was like a scream in space.
When Astrid’s sword, which was wrapped in lightning, touched Wolfgang’s fist, it disappeared without leaving a trace.
The condensed magic explodes in an instant, and black energy rages like a storm.
In the aftermath, Astrid’s new model, which was hit directly, stumbles and cannot even properly control its body.
“Ugh… Kyaaaaa…!”
Like the wings of a bird facing a storm, her magical wings shattered.
The mysterious radiance of Runic cannot overcome the darkness and loses its light.
In an instant, the inside of Valhalla became dark like the night sky.
Fragments of the smashed magic wings and fragments of Lunik that are losing their light are scattered like star dust.
In that beautiful scene like the Milky Way.
The angel of death roaming the sky falls toward the ground.
* * *
-Dump!
Astrid’s appearance on the ground is shabby.
The horribly torn clothes were tattered to the point that it would be better to call them untied.
Her secondary weapons, including her six javelins, two daggers, and a straight sword, which she always carried, are nowhere to be seen.
She had been completely disarmed and was unable to function as her warrior.
At the last moment, if it wasn’t for the power of Runic, who protected Astrid until the end even while losing that light.
Perhaps her body was never quite this fine.
Of course, even though they are fine, there are of course large and small scars left here and there.
You won’t be able to fight properly for a while with an overloaded mana core at the cost of unreasonable spiritual power deployment.
Even so, she hasn’t broken down yet.
“Kkeuheugh… Shit, Genjaang…!”
Valhalla, which had not yet collapsed even though various powers and additional effects had already been lost, was the proof.
Because the two beaky eyes were still full of miasma.
However, Astrid’s will did not last long.
Because.
— Jerky
“Ahhh…!”
The more her man, like her great mountain, silently approaches her.
Astrid’s gray eyes fill with fear that can’t be hidden.
For her scars on her lower belly began to give her terrible pain, like her stigma scalded by her fire.
– Less…
It looked as if she would faint any moment.
Her deep trauma, carved out by her repeated defeats, eats her up relentlessly.
Even if he conceded a hundred times, even if he didn’t count the clash on the cliff, which was vague enough to be a proper duel, as the number of defeats.
I’ve already lost three times to the same opponent over and over again.
Hadn’t she even been sabotaged head-on with the new technology she had barely mastered?
Having awakened her Valkyrie, she was confident that she would not lose to anyone unless her opponent was a transcendent.
Even though she actually had a terrifying power to match.
The opponent, Wolfgang the Slayer, was even stronger than Astrid.
“It was a good fight.”
“Oh, don’t come…”
At the sight of him standing in front of her eyes with her neck slapped, Astrid flinched involuntarily and took a backward step.
Is that really human?
During the war, her man was no match for her, even when she first encountered him.
His flesh and blood never dried on the serrated sword he used to use before he became an adult.
He didn’t even die on the subject of sewage and fought persistently, and he was just annoying.
However, his skills improved day by day.
The last time she fought, she won a divine victory over her dying state, which had become covered in blood.
And now, years later, we meet again.
Now the gap between her and him was wider than she could have imagined.
The reason Astrid can face Wolfgang now and not go crazy with fear.
It was thanks to her mental strength that goes beyond strength and is close to egotism.
Astrid was deceiving herself with all her might now.
If only she would be honest with her fears about Wolfgang.
At that time, it seemed that she would cross the river of no return.
‘I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid… ! I am Astrid, the great warrior of the Frosttooth tribe.’
Whoops, Astrid gritted her teeth.
Then, facing her man, who was looking down at her with her bright red eyes, she let out her hard pretending to be strong.
“Kuu, kill me…!”
“What…?”
“Kill me. It’s your victory. Do you really want to confirm it with my mouth? Bad taste bastard.”
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
A posture of acknowledging defeat with his white neck stretched out and his arms raised.
If the blade were to enter my neck like this, it would probably be cut cleanly in two without even a chance to feel the pain.
Letting go of everything makes me feel more at ease.
“Ha, ha… Bah, do it quickly…! How far are you going to shame me…!”
At this moment, Astrid thought this.
I’d rather die than admit his fear of Wolfgang.
He decided that it would be better for him to die on the spot than to live with the shame of an opponent he could never defeat as a warrior.
If you are a strong warrior and meet your end at the hands of a worthy opponent, the last moment will be very glorious.
For quite some time, Astrid had wanted to die fighting if he died.
And that moment just came a little early.
However.
What the hell is this all about?
“Whew…?!”
As soon as he decides to die, his tension is released, and as he enters the combat stance, his sleeping senses are awakened at once.
And the thick smell of sweat and blood brushing the tip of the nose, and a strange smell mixed with the man’s body odor.
It was a smell that would normally have been a stench.
The more you smell it, the tighter the inner part of your belly, which had been whining with pain, dominates your body with an unfamiliar sensation that you’ve never experienced before.
— Jerrit…
In the lower abdomen, a tickling sensation that could never be called full pain began to rise, and now not only the lower abdomen, but also the breasts and nipples were as hot as if they were on fire.
‘What, what… !’
Something was happening in Astrid’s body that she couldn’t understand.
She was scary and strange.
Could it be that Wolfgang is doing something to humiliate himself?
But she said yes, so there was nothing Astrid could do for her.
What the hell can you do for a loser, a subject waiting for the opponent to dispose of their necks?
I can’t do anything except close my eyes and stay still.
Just like that, while she was sniffing Wolfgang’s upper body with an involuntarily hazy expression.
—Gasp!
“Astrid, you.”
“Hung-geu?!”
Wolfgang suddenly touched her shoulder roughly with a large hand.
Astrid opened her eyes reflexively in surprise.
“What, what…”
“Are you trying to seduce me right now?”
“What bullshit… Uh…?”
She was dismayed
His eyes were dangerously glistening with some unknown desire.
His lower body appeared when he lowered his gaze a little instinctively.
— Hot!
It soared high as if it would pierce the sky.
Like the gungnir she threw at him, so big and big.
