Blessed By The Goddess (4)
Explosions took place throughout the mansion.
Every ti, the ground shook, and the building cracked like an earthquake.
The owner of Baron Frelsis, Tezarn, was shivering in the hallway.
“Ahhhhhhh…”
He was had been trained well to beco a good lord.
However, he was only around level 30.
The humans in front of him were on an entirely different level.
Monsters above level 100 were fighting, leaving him no choice but to hide and tremble.
‘I never thought they were my brother’s enemies!’
He felt guilty for stupidly inviting such villains inside.
Tezarn was self-loathing in the corner when he heard a voice call out to him.
“How are you, Baron?”
A middle-aged man was running over the rubble-covered corridor.
Paul woke up due to the chaos and imdiately looked for his master.
“Oh! Mr. Paul!”
Tezarn was delighted to see him.
“What should I do?”
Paul answered sternly.
“There’s nothing we can do! You must flee!”
“But isn’t my brother fighting? We need to help him…”
“Do you think you can help him?”
The young Valtara warrior was comparable to the third person blessed by the Goddess.
Both were super-soldiers ordinary people shouldn’t dare fight against.
Rather than being of help, they would just hold Leon Hart down if they were caught.
“We need to gather the knights and soldiers!”
“I see.”
Tezarn nodded.
The knights and soldiers of Frelsis were staying in Sungha village.
If he gathered them all, there would be more than two hundred soldiers.
If they fought against han-bin’s group…
‘… What if I fight against them?’
Tezarn’s expression instantly blanked out.
‘We can’t do anything.’
Even the cute silver-haired girl was a level 72 Magic Swordsman.
Even if all the personnel they had were to fight her, there was no guarantee that they could defeat the girl, let alone the Valtara warrior.
The level difference was pitifully extre.
Paul was speechless for a while. Perhaps he realized the sa thing he did.
“Hey, why don’t you take refuge here, Baron? How could Leon Hart ever lose?”
* * *
The high-level spiritual bombing continued to rain on Han-bin from a distance.
-Ectoplasmic Javelin!
At the sa ti, Leon Hart could control his opponent’s movent by opening up light barriers.
“Wall of Althea!”
He utilized the gap to launch a lee attack!
“Taaaaah!”
Like a ferocious beast, Leon Hart assaulted Ryu Han-bin from all sides.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhah!”
Han-Bin sweated coldly as he continued to be pushed back.
‘Damn it, Is there no other option…’
He tried to find a way to counterattack, but he didn’t succeed.
First of all, he was way behind in skills.
Leon Hart’s determination and overall skills were genuinely overwhelming.
Every ti Han-bin swung Gigant, a kick or punch would disrupt his attacks along the way, causing his swing to be exquisitely broken.
He would strike but fail, causing him to recuperate. The battle continued as if they were stuck in a cycle where he was losing.
Boom!
Due to countless explosions, Ryu Han-bin’s injuries continued to increase.
Before he could notice it, his whole body was already covered in blood.
Nevertheless, he didn’t collapse.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
Along with a warcry, Han-Bin threw a series of Blade Aura at the enemy.
Leon Hart frowned while swinging his arms to remove the shock.
“Ugh…”
His arms went numb despite his defenses.
The Blade Aura was so intense that it caused his arms to lose feelings when he deflected it.
“Isn’t he supposed to be just strong?”‘
There was more to the heir of the Sword King than his imnse power.
‘You have more Aura than .’
In that one-on-one fight between Aura and Prana, which had different characteristics, Han-bin seed to have more Aura than Leon had Prana.
If it continued at that pace, Leon Hart’s Prana, which had been beaten, would run out first.
‘I’ll have to finish this before that happens.’
With his determination, Leon Hart chanted.
“As a servant of Kybriel!”
Dozens of light barriers were created in the air.
“After you fall, I will kill the Alien who dared assu the title of Goddess!”
Nurous light barriers rged together, becoming large light hamrs.
At the mont, Han-Bin was puzzled.
‘Huh? Isn’t that supposed to be used for defense?’
Leon Hart swung his hand downwards.
“Althea’s Overlapping Barrier!”
The hamrs of light hit Ryu Han-bin on the head at a trendous speed.
Boom!
His whole body was paralyzed in an instant.
It was as if he were buried under a collapsed building.
“Ugh!”
Groaning, Ryu Han-bin protected his body by pulling up Aura with all his might.
-Aura Armor!
He was hamred down into the ground, creating a huge crater that was more than a few ters in radius.
A terrible shockwave shook the world.
Boom, boom, boom!
Han-bin staggered to his feet after the explosion.
He barely managed to survive.
‘What power is that…?’
He clicked his tongue as he looked at the destruction they had caused.
It was the first ti he had fallen into that world and admired others’ destructive power.
The sa was true of Leon Hart, who also clicked his tongue.
“You can stand with that? You’re amazing.”
It would have been dangerous for him if he delayed the battle any longer.
But he had pushed the situation to where he wanted it.
“It’s over now!”
Leon Hart chanted a spiritual skill by floating in the air.
With the opponent reeling, he had the perfect opportunity to deliver the final blow.
“The Darkness of Kybriel, which puts all things to rest!”
He brought all the Prana in his body together and turned it into a blow of destruction.
Darkness coalesced into a giant pillar.
“Punish my enemy!”
If the Bloody Rose was his most powerful area-of-effect skill, what he was about to cast was his most potent single-target skill!
-Unique Spiritual Art: Arrow of Darkness!
Darkness covered his eyes.
Frustrated, Han-Bin grabbed Gigant.
“For God’s sake!”
He could feel it by instinct.
He couldn’t avoid that. He had to take it with all his might.
If he didn’t, it would kill him!
“Taaaaaaah!”
The flas of a rough Aura enveloped the entirety of Gigant.
Han-bin pulled all his strength out and charged forward.
Ryu Han-bin’s most vital skill, which used cross-cutting, vertical cutting, and stabbing, was activated.
Triple Cross Attack, Cross Impact!
Imnse power clashed with imnse power.
Red Aura and the black Prana entered a berserk state, creating a relentless shock wave.
Boom!
Kibie, Artis, and Effir closed their eyes and ears due to the deafening sound.
Its destructive force was hard to resist even though they were watching from the side.
“Ugh!”
“Uh…”
“Those monsters!”
And after a while…
Two n appeared amid the explosion.
“Huh… huh…”
Leon Hart was breathing harshly.
His face was pale, and his legs were trembling, and his entire Prana and his physicality were completely exhausted.
But he was still standing.
He didn’t get hurt much.
On the other hand, Ryu Han-bin looked miserable.
His skin was torn, his muscles were bleeding, and his whole body was covered in blood. He barely stood, even with Gigant serving as his cane, but he didn’t last long.
He succeeded in beating the black-and-white spear.
Thanks to that, he managed to save his life.
But that was all.
Damn…’
Eventually, Han-Bin’s knee bent weakly.
Thud!
It was his first defeat in Latna.
* * *
Leon Hart laughed.
“Hahaha…”
It was a tough battle.
Indeed, Han-bin was strong enough to be the successor of the Sword King.
But in the end, he won.
“Fortunately, I can finish this battle without killing you.”
The young Valtara warrior was just a fool who the Alien deceived.
He didn’t commit any cri worthy of death.
Looking down at the fallen Ryu Han-bin, Leon Hart said solemnly.
“Do you accept defeat, Descendant of the Sword King?”
Han-bin nodded gently.
“I lost.”
He then breathed a sigh of relief.
“That’s a relief.”
Leon Hart was embarrassed.
That wasn’t the attitude of a loser.
It seed strange for Valtara warriors who had a spirit as competitive as their pride.
“… What’s the relief?”
Ryu Han-bin smiled bitterly.
“You didn’t die.”
Han-bin couldn’t control the power of Triple Cross Attack and Cross Impact.
It was a dangerous gamble since they wanted to capture him alive, but it was a deadly situation for him.
Exhausted, Han-Bin laid back.
“I’ve done as much as I can. Take care of the rest!”
Kibie, Artis, and Effir, who were as far away from him as possible, responded with a big smile.
“Yeah, good job.”
“It’s not the best result, but…”
“This is a satisfactory result.”
At that mont, Leon Hart turned pale.
‘Oh, my God!’
Leon Hart ca to his senses.
It wasn’t the ti to celebrate his win against the Sword King’s descendant.
He still had three enemies left.
They were also high-ranking Hunters with levels around 70 or higher.
Normally, even if a few people in the sa level as them attacked him, they wouldn’t be able to match him, but he was utterly exhausted at that mont.
“Oh, my God!”
Leon Hart rushed his preparation.
Kibie and Effir flew away.
-Aura Splash!
-Magic Swordsmanship: Fang of the Thunder Dragon!
A pitch-black Aura rained down on him like a teor shower, and a lightning blade flashed through the air.
“You horrible people!”
Leon Heart responded to the offensive by maneuvering his way out of their reach.
“Althea’s Wall!”
Boom!
The light barrier, which prevented even Ryu Han-bin’s Blade Aura, was smashed by the attack of Effir.
He was already so tired that he couldn’t pull out his power.
Swiftly, the two females attacked Leon Hart.
In a hectic push, Leon Hart clenched his teeth.
‘I should have saved my energy!’
Of course, he couldn’t have done that even if he knew what they were planning.
Ryu Han-bin wasn’t weak enough to be knocked down while saving his strength.
Leon hart allowed more and more attacks to hit him.
His whole body was getting scarred.
“Argh! Argh! Argh!”
Leon Hart groaned, but he did not collapse.
“You think I’ll fall?!”
With his entire power reserve fully exhausted, he could only hold on out of sheer ntal strength.
“Kybriel is watching !”
Artis, who was looking for an opportunity, inadvertently laughed.
‘Well, it’s true that she’s watching.’
The incarnation of Kybriel was beating Leon Hart with her eyes wide open.
Pointing with his staff, Artis cast his magic.
“Crushing blow of light, Arcane Strike!”
The pillar of light hit Leon Hart directly.
“Argh!”
He showed off his true strength by holding out against the attack of Kibie and Effir, but he couldn’t handle Artis’s magic damage.
Eventually, Leon Hart knelt down.
“Oh, no…”
Above his despairing green eyes, the black-haired woman with a pitch-black spear apologized.
“Sorry, Leon Hart.”
Bam!
The spear hit him on the back of his head.
It was an ending that didn’t seem to be apologetic at all.
Kibie muttered as if he were making excuses.
“You’re a Spiritist, yet you don’t fall.”
Indeed, even after being beaten that much, Leon Hart was still breathing.
He had just completely fainted.
Artis clicked his tongue.
“He was about to fall, yet he still held on that long? What a strong human being.”
“We didn’t just choose him as the third blessing randomly.”
Responding to Artis’ words, Kibie glanced toward Sungha village.
There was a large-scale army on the way up to the mansion.
Baron Frelsis, who had fled, was returning with reinforcents.
Most of them were around level 20 and 30. The soldiers weren’t that strong compared to Han-bin’s party.
“They won’t be hard to deal with, but…”
Kibie shrugged.
“There’s no need for unnecessary deaths, is there?”
They were also precious citizens of Latna.
If possible, it was better to run away without hurting them.
Han-bin and his party had the ans to do so.
Effir bashfully smiled as she touched her necklace, the Polymorph Necklace.
“Ti to soar.”
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