The man with an unyielding montum pressed forward amidst the collapse of the enemy lines.
What was more terrifying than his sword was the evil expression of laughter as he called for the Orcs to co and die in his hands.
A behavior truly befitting a psychopath.
They fought risking their lives but they never ever faced sothing that struck deep fear inside their heart making them give up and run away only to be chased by the man.
An Orc raised his shield over his head to protect himself and swung his hamr into the enemy's belly.
However, the great sword did not veer in the direction after the collision. It wasn't deflected by his shield as he had expected. Instead, the great sword quivered in the man's hands and it was thrust downwards.
The Orc could feel his collar becoming cold and he felt a surge of extre pain and next mont, everything above his chest was blown away
"ENOUGHHHH!"
With a maddening roar, Liebert like cannon shot at Leon and thrust his sword outward but the next thing he knew was that the human in front of him disappeared and later he felt a sting at the back of his neck which forced him to quickly block by swinging his sword backwards.
CLANG!
A crisp sound rang out and Liebert pulled back his greatsword to spin around but then he jumped back in fear.
BANG!
The place where he stood was pulverized by a sharp shred of ice.
Leon then shifted his gaze towards Irina who was prepared to support him.
"Leave this to and support the others as more Martial Kings may be on their way here."
"But..."
"I will take care of it....."
Irina's voice choked in her throat, seeing Leon's unwavering gazes and swallowing her saliva, she hesitatingly stepped back.
"Leon, please take care and don't do sothing rash."
Just as Leon was about to nod, his senses scread and he raised his greatsword to defend.
BOOOM!
A heavy force struck his sword and he was pushed back a few ters away.
"Shifting your attention amidst the battle, you foolish bastard."Liebert sneered.
Leon took a mont to assess the guy.
Na:Liebert
Realm:Level 5.5[Peak Martial King]
Note:Almost equal to Half Step Martial Emperor.
Age:50[2 months]
The status screen was quite odd
The information didn't deter but rather made his heart swell in excitation.
He channeled his qi and used a draconic body to cover his arms up to the finger.
Leon lunged forward, his Greatsword gleaming with a darkish glint, the Orc's eyes narrowed, and with a swift motion, his sword slashed upwards, narrowly missing Leon's flank by a re whisper.
With a grunt, Leon countered, his muscles rippling as he swung his massive blade. The Orc, surprisingly agile, parried with equal ferocity, the clash of steel echoing through the battlefield followed by a circular gust of pressure.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Their blades t in a symphony of sparks, each strike sending shockwaves through the air. The ground trembled beneath their feet as they danced, leaving behind craters of destruction in their wake, each one shaking away the one at sides seeing their unmatched strength and the forces from both sides gave away.
"Is that all you've got, green skin?" Leon taunted, his voice dripping with disdain as he pressed forward, his Greatsword slicing through the air with deadly precision.
"I will tear you apart."
The Orc grunted in response, his eyes blazing with fury as he launched a counterattack, his sword whistling through the air with a deadly glint.
Their battle raged on, and a whirlwind of spark and fury erged, each clash pushing them to their limits. And as they fought, the very earth seed to tremble beneath their feet, bearing witness to the epic struggle between man and beast.
As Leon advanced, his Greatsword held high, and with each swing, he used the montum of the previous swing to make it stronger.
Liebert's heart pounded in his chest, his grip on his sword tightening with desperation as he countered.
A numbing pain courses through his vein and he is pushed back slowly leaving behind drag marks.
With a swift motion, Leon's blade descended, and Liebert's instincts kicked in, barely managing to deflect the blow at the last mont.
'Why…Is he getting stronger? What the hell is wrong with him?'
Fear and panic started blooming in Liebert's heart and he gritted his teeth to suppress his fear.
His eyes beco bloodshot and veins bulge all over his body.
But Leon swings were unending, his movents had beco more fluid and precise, each strike calculated to inflict maximum damage.
Liebert gasped feeling on the edge of death, his every movent beca a desperate attempt to evade the great sword.
With a series of quick steps, Liebert attempted to regain his footing, his sword turned into a blur of motion as he fought to keep pace with Leon's onslaught. But it was futile, as each blow from Leon's Greatsword crashed against his defenses, sending shockwaves of pain coursing through his body.
Desperation started showing in Liebert's every move, his swordsmanship started to falter and tremble and his grip started to leave.
The sudden gap didn't go unnoticed.
Dark fus started erging from Leon's hands and blades covered in darkness erged and Leon shot this straight Liebert with a cut
SLASH!
"KARGHHH!"
He raised his sword with all his might to defend but a flash went past him with a speed invisible to his eyes. His sword fell out of his hand, making him stagger back.
"KHMMM!"
Blood splattered from his chest and Liebert pressed onto the bleeding wound on his lungs.
He felt a deep pain pierced into his lungs as the wound over his chest started burning with darkish fus.
"GAAAHHH!What is this?"
Letting out a scream, he jumped to avoid Leon's strike and rolling on the floor, extended his hands to grab the fallen sword with all its might and swung towards the man who was walking over him.
'I need to defeat him…I need....'
His thoughts disappeared when the man rushed over and swung his sword rapidly, slicing off Liebert's right hand.
SWISH!
"AHHHHHH!"
Blood splattered like a fountain and his hand along with a sword flew back and fell on the ground with a loud thud.
Liebert, not wanting to be defeated, swung his arms at Leon with scream.
"I won't lose."
"Huh? That's not what she said."Leon answered with a smile.
Liebert tried to defend against Leon's brutal assault, it was only a matter of ti before he faltered.
And later he did, as Leon's final blow ca crashing down with bone-crushing force. Liebert's defenses shattered like glass, his body torn apart by the rciless onslaught as Leon pounded his greatsword onto Liebert rcilessly.
"KAAAAAYAAAAAA!"
Hoarse screams erupted that struck fear in everyone's heart.
As Lieber fell to the ground, his vision swimming with pain and exhaustion, Liebert could only watch helplessly as Leon lood over him, his Greatsword raised high for the finishing blow.
In those fleeting monts, before darkness flashed before him, Liebert could only wonder how it had co to this, how he, a once proud warrior, had been brought to his knees by this puny human.
BOOOOOM!
[You have gained 7500 KP.]
[You have dealt with one of the lead commanders of Protagonist Avelin. You have gained 300 counterattack points.]
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