\n can do something about.
That power is like an ice crusher, destroying anything that gets into its range.
ââââA one-hit instant killing attack, in other words. Seriously, itâs so strong, Iâm feeling envious.
Again, Gol Gol brandished his sword as he rushed toward me.
âTurn me into a blade (Enchant)!â
I still havenât run out of cards!
I followed the course of his great sword with my eyes. And as it descended, I met his blade with my own blade that was clad in flames.
My aim was his weaponâs destruction.
My arms creaked as I received the pressure of his great sword.
I canât stand that grin of his.
I managed to succeed to some extent, but unfortunately I couldnât break his sword all the way. It must be his skill that he managed to force this kind of result.
Still⊠I at least managed to crack his sword.
I thought that to myself as I gleefully stared at the crack on his great sword.
Suddenly, I saw red ether seep out of the orcâs body.
âI am strong; I am peerless (Bless).â
Just like mine, he clad his blade in magic power. His sword flickered within the burning flames of red ether.
âWith this, it wonât break.â
Gol Gol smiled as he glared at me.
He grasped his great sword in his two hands as he faced me.
Calm down, the situation wonât change. Iâll still die in one hit if I get hit by that sword.
Thatâs all. Thatâs all!
Such a thing is an insult to those who have died for me! Moreover, to those who are still desperately fighting now!
âA pleasant pressure.â
The one who will come out the victor is me. Iâll kill this bastard while heâs still taking me lightly!
Go and die along with that hubris of yours!
I slashed with my brandished sword, but Gol Gol easily stopped it. I wanted to click my tongue, but bearing it, I attacked again.
Sparks erupted between the black and red flames. Shockwaves visible even to the onlookers exploded. But despite the fearsomeness of that scene, I willingly thrust my body into it.
As I stepped in, I struck my sword up against the Orc King. But I knew⊠that he could also stop this.
That giant body of the Orc Kingâs remained unmoving. It didnât move even the slightest bit.
The Orc King only leisurely responded to my attacks.
And each time I desperately met his blade with mine, my feet would dig into the ground.
ââââFucking brute!!
We exchanged blows within a space of three-meters square.
The battle hasnât ended yet, but Iâm gradually being pushed back. Thatâs a given. My attack is a far cry from my opponentâs strength. Gol Golâs attack is so strong it can even paralyze my hands with every hit.
My body had already been blown away ten times in this fight so far.
Then Gol Golâs blade swung again.
His blade descended from above, carrying gravity with it⊠I dodged.
Exclaimed Gol Gol happily.
In a twinkle, Gol Golâs giant body suddenly appeared before me. I didnât even have time to dodge as I received the brunt of his blow.
I was sent flying to my back like I was just hit by a truck. I was probably sent flying 5 meters away as I mowed through every thin tree in my path.
Finally, I stopped when my back hit against a strong tree.
Somehow though, I hadnât let go of my sword once despite that. It was strange even to me.
I spit out red blood and I coughed.
âYou did well. Little king with no name⊠Ho, you can still stand up?â
Using my great sword as a cane, I stood up. And the black flames flickered.
I poured power into my shaking arms.