at 13th of October 2019 10:41:57 AM\nChapter 63
Chapter 63The abnormal look in Kuratsâ eyes struck Cabernard with a fundamental fear . The fear of something beyond his understanding .
(ââ The magic boostâs time still hasnât run out . I can beat him if I just push a little further . I can beat him, damn it!)
No matter how absurdly strong Kurats was, he did not seem to have the right attitude . Going for a contest of a strength by gripping the burning hot blade of the sword was not just reckless, it was delusional . Foolishly so . Especially considering that he also had to look out for Ignatâs attacks at the same time .
(I can win for sure! There is no way I could lose in this situation!)
A deep feeling of terror was prompting Cabernard to escape, but he took that fear and used it as fuel to power his giant sword . The magic boost should have given Cabernard enough strength to overpower even Kurats, who could crush rocks with his bare hands .
ăâDonât forget about me, monster!âă
Ignat launched what could have been a fatal attack against Kuratsâ defenseless back . But of course, Kurats was not going to let himself get killed that easily . He freed his left hand to catch Ignatâs sword . Then, he took a deep breath . And he roared like a wild beast threatening its prey .
ăâOOOOOOOOOOOOH!âă
Thick veins were appearing on both of his arms, and the tips of his feet were digging into the ground like he was being pushed by an invisible gravitational force . The surrounding smell of burning meat was growing thicker and more putrid . But his beastly roar did not stop .
It was subtle but Cabernard felt it . His chaos was being pushed back . It had only moved by a few inches (cm), but it was being pushed back .
(ââ Thatâs ridiculous!)
For Cabernard, there was no way Chaosâ weight and its extraordinary amplified strength could be pushed back by a single arm . Cabernard raised the supply of magic power to his legs, and once again tried to push Kurats back . Chaos was creaking . Its magic fibers had never received such dense magic power . They were like bowstrings being pulled to their limits . Even so, Kurats did not budge by an inch . On the contrary, it was Cabernardâs Chaos that became worse off . Unable to bear the burden of the excessive supply of magic power caused by the magic boost, its magic fibers were beginning to heat up . Chaos had been overpowered . And it was on the verge of overheating .
ăâNot yet⊠I havenât used my full power yet . âă
While still holding back the two magic swords that could easily cut through steel, Kurats widened the stance of his feet and focused his power on his abdominal muscles . His feet dug even further into the ground . Cabernard and Ignat could no longer keep up . They kept pouring magic power in excess into the hind legs of their two Chaos, to no avail .
ăâIs heâŠIs he going to lift us up?âăăâHe canât⊠Thatâs impossible!âă
Chaos weighed about 20 tons in total . With its power strengthened by the magic boost, it could crush a rock that weighed a hundred ton . But in spite of all this, Kurats was about to win in a contest of strength against it and then lift it up along with its sword? It was unimaginable . Cabernard desperately tried to move his sword to shake off this nightmare, but the sword refused to move from the vise that was Kuratsâ right hand .
ăâMOOOOOOOOOVE!âă
With the strength of his hip and his firmly planted legs, Kurats yelled out and raised the two Chaos up, like he was pulling a stake out of the ground .
ăâDamn it! Chaos really was overpowered?!âă
Cabenard was left with no choice but to release his sword and land back to the ground . When he saw this, Ignat did the same and then pulled a short sword that was stored in his Chaosâ knee slot . But neither of them could hide their agitation . Chaos was the symbol of the empireâs military power, endless funds had been invested into creating it⊠and yet it had been overpowered by a single person, made of flesh and blood .
ăâTsk . I guess Iâll play a little more with you . âă
Kurats was unreasonably angry that the two enemies for distancing themselves before he could reach his full strength . At this rate, he was going to just build up stress without reaching any sort of catharsis .
ăâIgnat, Iâm going to stop him from moving . You have to finish him off, no matter what . âăăâYour excellency, what are you saying? I should be the one stopping him from moving!âăăâMy chaos has a higher magic output . Besides, youâre a greater swordsman than I am . âăUsing a magic communicator so that Kurats wouldnât hear them, Cabernard and Ignat agreed on their next course of action . Since their main weapons had been snatched away, it was going to be difficult to even wound Kurats in a straightforward manner, let alone kill him . After all, this was still the same absurd being who had blocked an arrow that crossed over the speed of sound with his muscles only . Would a magic short sword really be able to kill him?If they failed to inflict at least one serious wound on his heart or one of his vital organs, the situation was only going to become much worse from here .
ăâAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!âă
Cabernard poured all the remaining magic power into his magic boost . His Chaosâ magic circuits could burn from this but it did not matter . He kept pouring more and more magic, going past the maximum limit, until the magic fibers started making a sizzling noise .
(ââ I only have to hold him back for a few dozen seconds, that should be enough . )
If Kurats did not die within that time frame, that would mean Cabernard had lost .
Cabernard was not a man who would normally go for this type of do-or-die gamble . Rather, he was the one they called the best strategist of Asgard . In the empire, he was the commander who could attain the best results with the least sacrifices .
He did not want to go through with this desperate measure, but he had no other choice as he couldnât think of any other plan . The hands of Kurats and Cabernardâs chaos joined together from the front . It looked like an adult was fighting a child . They were both putting their strength in their fingertips, trying to hold each other down . Little by little, their hands rose horizontally, allowing them to look each other in the eyes . Even after going for a full boost and letting his Chaos overheat, Cabernard was roughly at the same strength as Kurats . However, Ignatâs hands were free, and this stalemate gave him a decisive opportunity .
ăâThis ends here!âă
Ignat gripped the handle of his short sword with both hands and swung it downward, aiming for Kuratsâ heart . It seemed like there was no way for Kurats to dodge that attack seeing as he was still confronting Cabernard . HoweverâŠ
Along with the sound of magic fibers tearing off, the left arm of Cabernardâs chaos was ripped away from its shoulder joint .
The left arm drew a half-circle towards Kuratsâ back and made a high-pitched metallic noise as Ignatâs short sword met with it and scattered into splinters . The Chaos had lost its balance when its arms was teared off, but before it could stabilize itself, Kurats picked it up by its chest, and knocked it down on its head . Amazingly enough, Kurats used the momentum of the juggernautâs fall to also tear its right arm off . Having lost both of his Chaosâ arms, Cabernard was no longer capable of fighting .
Ignat was not safe either .
When that left arm hit his short sword, the elbow joint on his own Chaosâ left arm was twisted at an angle that prevented him from moving it properly . His short sword was broken as well, and he no longer had any weapon that could oppose Kurats . He had lost .
As a realist, Cabernard realized that the fight was over . The moment that reality hit him, he pressed the red button on the black box inside his cockpit, without hesitating for even a shred of a second .
ăâYour majesty, please forgive this foolish subordinate for losing Chaos so easily . âă
Ignat understood Cabernardâs decision, and he similarly pressed a red button, so that Kurats would have no path of retreat . This forbidden button launched the Chaosâ self-destruct sequence, which was used in order to wipe out its magic engine and its highly confidential equipment . The self-destruction was given a power that rivaled an anti-military spell, to make sure that no part of the destroyed Chaos remained .
(Youâre coming with us, monster!)
And so, Cabernardâs consciousness was wrapped in a white flash of light, and he was forever liberated from the restraints of this wicked world .
Frigga was bewildered when she saw the gigantic pillar of fire that rose hundreds of meters (feet) in the sky . She had been spectating part of the fight from a distance . But the moment she thought Kurats had won, there was a sudden explosion . The explosion was supplied with the high energy of extremely expensive magic stones . It was powerful enough that Frigga thought that maybe even Kurats wouldnât be able to survive .
While forgetting to fix the way she addressed him, she rushed over to the explosion site at full speed on top of her griffon . The violent explosion had carved an enormous crater in the ground, even blowing up Alexander, who fallen earlier in battle, along with his machinery . All that remained was a rising cloud of dense, black smoke . Any layman could tell that no soul could have survived in that area .
ăâMaster! Are you alright?! Please answer me!âă
Frigga was shouting with tears in her eyes . After landing, she kept calling out to Kurats in confusion, like a lost child looking for her parents .
ăâYou donât have to worry so much, Iâm not dying any time soon . âă
At that time, Kurats finally answered her . Though he had some stains here and there, he had almost no injuries . But from the tone of his voice, he seemed somewhat grumpy .
ăâThank god, youâre okay! What on earth was that explosion?âă
Overcome by emotion, she clung to Kuratsâ neck . The painful gazes of both foes and allies were all focused on her, but she did not worry about it in the slightest .
ăâIt was just an explosion, nothing more . There is no way it could break through my punching barrage . âă
Kurats scratched his cheek and looked away with a sulky expression . The impact of a simple explosion could not hurt Kurats . Rather, the only real threat upon his life in that exchange had been Ignatâs short sword attack .
ăâEven so, I still wasnât able to use my full power in the end⊠. âă
Kurats was disappointed . The feeling of tapping into that unknown power for the first time had been exciting; arousing even . But he wanted to release even more power next time . He wanted to know how much power he really had . As for where he would find a worthy opponent to satisfy his childish desires, it did not seem like that would in the Asgard empireâs army, seeing as one of their commanders had been utterly crushed by him .
ăâPlease donât do anything this dangerous again . Look closely, youâre full of injuries, arenât you?!âă
After reluctantly separating her cheek from Kuratsâ chest, Frigga scrutinized him from his feet to his head . Although his punching barrage reached the speed of sound, the defense it provided to the lower half of his body was obviously thinner as it was far away from his arms . Frigga found that there were many cuts under his knees from the flying debris that came from the explosion . ââ But that was not all .
ăâOh no, master, your beautiful hair⊠Itâs all frizzlyâŠâăăâW-what? NOT AGAIN!!âă
The nightmare of Crowdagenâs afro resurfaced in Kuratsâ mind . In a panic, he touched his head with his hand to check the extent of the damage . It did not seem like he had an afro this time, but he could clearly feel that his hair had become crisp, likely from the temperature of the blast .
ăâYou bastards! Youâll pay for this!âăăâH-huh? P-please wait for me! Iâm coming with you!âă
The Asgard army had just lost both their commander and Chaos, the symbol of their power . What could they possibly do to stop Kurats from exacting his wrathful revenge?