Suddenly, Darkus, who was fighting, heard an angry roar coming from nearby. The sound was so loud that it was almost deafening. The terrifying sound scared him so much that he almost jumped out of his wits and froze him in place. He knew that it was a sound that could only be made by a giant, and the sound was getting closer and closer, and it was also mixed with the sounds of battle. His team is now only two blocks away from Beitian Pyramid Square. It seems that something happened and the giant was summoned back.
After Dakoos chopped down a big orc, he exchanged looks with Maranur calmly. They knew what was about to happen.
Puir's beard stood up, and the god's long sword was raised in the air and fixed there.
Darkus's team had a total of four Reaper ballistae. During the Battle of Grond, the giants and mammoths fell like cannon fodder. That was because the walls and the fortress were all Reaper ballistae, which could be used in sufficient numbers. Conduct a saturation attack from a distance.
this? ...Dakuus estimated that under conservative circumstances, he could fire 2-4 rounds. If he expected to deal with the chaos-transformed Obiun giant within 8-16 crossbow bolts, perhaps it would be better to rely on the weapons and strange weapons in his hands. ability. Moreover, there is no room for fighting in this kind of place. People and lizards will be swept away and killed. Death is necessary, but not like this.
"As I said before, I used the pin in my hand to kill him." At this moment, Darkus raised the scarlet sword, and then made a bold decision that went against his ancestors.
"Sir, let me go! This is what I should do." Franais said with some excitement.
"You are already injured, and are you sure you can hold him down or kill him?" Darkus tried to comfort him.
"I..." Franais became a little incoherent, and just when he was about to continue saying something, he was interrupted again.
"The pin in my hand can deal with him. Even if I can't beat him, I can still run! Remember your mission, your mission is very important! The next thing you have to do is to protect them and close the passage! Don't forget, only Only by closing the passage can we truly end the battle."
"Don't look at me like this, it makes me feel like I'm dead, because I know that today is not the time for me to die!" took the reaction from Genevieve. After holding the curved dagger, Darkus looked at the Druchi who were looking at him with complicated expressions. He raised the curved dagger and put the tip before and after his mouth and said with a mysterious smile.
"Don't follow me either. After they go in, you have to organize your comrades to keep other enemies out." After saying that, Darkus slid off the big guy's back and put the bag in his saddle bag. He took out the glass bottle containing sarsaparilla root juice and hung it at the most convenient position on his waist. Then he touched the big guy's head and said.
"Be obedient!" Darkus added another sentence, which seemed to be to the Druchi and the big guy. Then he rushed towards the direction where the giant was moving without looking back.
"Stop dilly-dallying! We must reach the center of the pyramid before it's too late." Looking at Darkus who had walked away, and the Druchi who were still looking at Darkus's back, Ma Ma Ranuel took a deep breath and said heavily.
Drusala, who looked at the changing expressions and emotions on Darkus' back, let out a sharp cry, and then began to attack.
The big guy who was looking at the back of Darkus also reacted when he heard Drusala's shrill cry. It let out a shrill roar, and then the cold lizards rushed toward the pyramid blocking the road like crazy. The enemy on top launched an attack.
Similarly, the Drukis on the backs of the cold lizards became crazy and bloodthirsty again. The departing figure of Darkus gave them a more terrifying benefit than their killing prowess.
The running Darkus suddenly stopped. After observing the surrounding environment, he decided to use this place as a place to fight. The several broken stone pillars around might be able to help him in the battle. After that, he took out the Blade of the Ancients pinned to his thigh, pretended to check it like a pistol, and then stuffed it back again.
There were constant screams and shouts all around, sounds that sounded like the calls of swamp birds compared with the roar of the huge monster. As if the sound preceded the image, a huge shadow appeared on the corner of the street, and then the giant figure appeared in the street and the ground began to shake.
Looking at the giant covering the entire street, Darkus couldn't help but take a breath after taking a quick glance at the monster.
The giant once looked like a human, but... that must have been a long time ago. Now he was horribly distorted, his proportions almost resembling a deformed dwarf. His shoulders were huge and his legs were like tree trunks. In his right hand he held a stick, which was actually just a tree trunk that had been stripped of its bark and branches.
However, what Darkus remembered was the giant's face.
Perhaps there was a time when the giant retained some of the features of a noble man, despite his huge chin. Now, however, the features flowed like melted wax, causing the jaw to sag down to the creature's chest. Stupid rage and endless pain filled his one eye that was still intact. Drool dripped from between the coffin-sized teeth, and a disgusting smell filled the air. His breath was like a group of beggars searching for the filthiest garbage in the sewers. It was simply unbearable.
"Ugh~" The giant seemed to have some strange aura. Darkus knew that this giant had worked hard for thousands of years before it was corrupted, but he still felt a little dizzy and even started to feel sick. He felt like he was again Returning to the depths of Queza's underground, that place of filth and evil.
Surrounding the giant are Orcs and Chaos warriors, fighting against the giant and each other. But he didn't care as he pounded away with his club, beating Orcs and Chaos Warriors into jelly-like mince. The power of its attack is irresistible, and one blow is enough to crush a plundering ship from its waist. As he moves, he tramples on small creatures around him, as casually and naturally as a man would trample vermin under his feet.
Darkus took a deep breath and did not rush forward, but still waited there.
Amon Jiegai, who was watching Darkus, suddenly raised his head to the sky and looked at the silhouettes appearing in the sky with his diamond eyes. He was about to laugh silently again and suddenly froze because he saw his owner. Although the face of its owner is constantly changing and looming, it is still captured by it. It lowered its head and looked at Darkus. Just when it was thinking about whether to do something, Darkus had already started fighting.
The sporadic Orcs and Chaos Warriors gave up the fight and rushed towards Darkus who was waiting there. The battle became fierce and deadly. He dodged the Blade of the Chaos Warrior and launched a counterattack against the cold black metal armor. , the Chaos Warrior fell.
The silver-forged hand half-sword of Israma collided with the black steel forged by Hell, and then another Chaos Warrior fell.
The ancient crimson sword severed the magic gauntlets and severed the arms of the Chaos warriors. With another blow, the scarlet sword passed through the neck guard and buried the blazing sword deeply into the throat of the Chaos Warrior.
Just like in the previous battle, Darkus cut down everything that stood in his way, whether man or monster, beastman or orc. The monsters that had been killed began to avoid him and continued to panic.
No one bowed before him, no giant came to his senses after seeing the messenger of the ancient saints.
The giant raised the club again, then brought it down in an arc, trying to beat Darkus into bloody clay.
In an instant, there was a thunderous explosion as the sticks collided with the stones, and the impact threw fragments of gravel everywhere.
Darkus' thoughts were running fast. He knew what to do when faced with a giant creature that stood upright on two legs. He had to deal with Shira Ulan, the Keeper of Secrets, the fear lord Mede who became the Prince of Slaanesh, and the doomsday bull not long ago. It brought him too much experience.
Unable to block the blow, Darkus turned into a cloud.
The giant picked up the stick and looked at it blankly. He wanted to know whether the little thing that was vaguely related to him turned into minced meat.
"Instant kill! I am super-light speed, send..."
Darkus, who had changed again, was not afraid of the giant's huge size. He suddenly appeared next to the giant's hind legs and activated the power brought by the power gloves. He held the scarlet The sword struck the giant's ankle hard, and blood gushed out from the wound. After a successful blow, he let out hysterical laughter. He did not draw out the scarlet sword, but pushed it hard towards the giant's tendons. The scarlet sword was embedded in the giant's Chaos-tainted flesh, and the fire and runes on the blade became increasingly hot. A disgusting roasted meat mixed with the giant's foul body odor came again...
The giant roared because of the severe pain and bent down, trying to grab Darkus with his huge left hand, but he missed it and instead had more on the back of his hand. There was a horrific wound. Furious, he grabbed it with his backhand. Darkus relied on his sharp body skills to stagger and dodge again, and then struck with his backhand.
After the attack, Darkus did not give up the attack and dodge. Instead, he roared and quickly rotated his body on the spot. The scarlet sword struck the giant's hand again, and the giant's left thumb was broken off.
All creatures are the same. The hand with a broken thumb is half disabled and cannot effectively hold a weapon or make a fist. But to Darkus, even a giant slap is terrifying.
After completing this blow, Darkus did not stop, but moved quickly. He wanted to move to the right side of the giant, which was the only place that was relatively safe. But the giant's reaction was beyond his expectation. He shook the giant, who was missing a finger on his left hand, and stepped back with his right foot. The huge sole of his foot passed over his head. At that moment, he felt the call of death. , however the giant did not step down, it was more like a subconscious action.
Darkus looked at the giant who faced him again. He knew the horror of the ugly creature in front of him. He could not be hit, even by a slight scratch. What he had to do was not to pass the level without injury, but to pass the level without injury.
Just before the club in the giant's right hand swept towards him, he activated the Teku Toltec bracer, and the earth began to sway slightly around him, and then when the club was about to hit him, he turned into a flower. Cloud, with the wind brought by the stick, he flew again like before.
Strange perspective, strange angle, strange trajectory.
Darkus saw the giant's huge eyes, and then he saw the giant's neck. He changed from cloud to entity again. He knew that this was his last chance. He had no chance to change into a cloud again, so he just As if he had suddenly mastered Qing Kung in a martial arts novel, he stepped towards the giant's left shoulder in the air at a speed that could not be detected by the naked eye.
The recurved dagger drawn out with his left hand stabbed backhand into the muscles of the giant's neck. Darkus, who was immobilized, shook his body while swinging the scarlet sword. The scarlet sword slashed at the blood vessels bulging out of the skin at the diagonal back of the giant's neck at the extreme distance. On the top, the giant's blood spurts out from the ruptured blood vessels, just like the thrust device installed on the back is activated in a science fiction work.
Darkus grasped the recurved dagger tightly with his left hand like a climber grabbing a pickaxe on the mountain wall. The giant howled in pain, almost breaking his eardrums. Then the giant's body kept shaking, trying to throw him off his body, trying to get rid of the pain. It swung like a pendulum, swinging lower and lower as the giant's body bent.
Darkus, who originally wanted to attack again, saw the giant turn his head. From his angle, he could see the giant's eyeballs. He did not hesitate and immediately changed his attack strategy. He made an extremely painful gesture and The scarlet sword was tightly clamped between his knees and calves.
Just when the giant's slap came over, Darkus's body used the fulcrum of his left hand to push upwards, and his free right hand cleanly took out the Blade of the Ancestors. The next second, he When he felt the roar of the wind, a terrifying laser was fired from the small pistol-like killer weapon. Due to the shaking, the first shot did not hit the giant's eye, but flew past the eyelids, just as the giant was about to close his eyelids. When the second laser shot followed.
Darkus could clearly hear a sound like an egg cracking, and then he saw a thumb scratching against his knee, and the wind giant's palm slapped in front of him. Even though he held the recurve dagger tightly in his left hand, his body was still hit hard by the air wave on the giant's neck. Although his body endured huge pain, he still held the recurve dagger tightly. This was his life Hope of going down.
Darkus, who no longer cared about inserting the Blade of the Ancients back into place, inserted the Blade of the Ancients into his belt, and then picked up the Sun Flame Sword between his knees, but he had no chance to attack. The giant still Constantly struggling. He felt that he was being cheated a bit. He had put himself in an extremely awkward position, unable to run away or deliver the most fatal blow to the giant.
While Dacus was riding a roller coaster, it seemed that external factors had taken action, or the earthquake caused by Teku Toltec's bracers became more severe, or luck favored him. When the giant, who had lost his sight, was struggling and swinging, he hit the stick that had been thrown to the ground when he slapped him with his right hand. When the giant staggered greatly, he threw him up. He was about to insert the scarlet sword into the giant's muscle to fix it, but he felt that the scarlet sword seemed to have touched a hard object in the muscle. He couldn't get over it and pushed again. The scarlet sword tried to immobilize the body.
With Darkus poking in, the giant's body, which was about to stand firm, staggered again, swaying, unable to maintain its previous balance, and gradually fell down, like a fallen tree. Unable to teleport again, he could only learn the posture he used to save his life when the elevator went out of control in his previous life, grabbing the weapon with both hands and curling up on the giant's neck.
The giant fell heavily to the ground, but Darkus didn't get any relief. Not only was he covered in blood, but with the impact, blood also poured out of his mouth. He felt that his internal organs were all here. It was displaced during the impact, which was equivalent to falling from a six-story building. Although he was lying there, he was beaten to pieces, but he was still trying to struggle to get up. He first turned over and poured the sarsaparilla root juice on his belt into his mouth, while coughing. He turned over on his side to avoid choking on the potion.
The sarsaparilla root juice wine that was made into a highly effective potion quickly became stronger. Darkus, who was a little dizzy, felt that he was alive again. With the power of the potion, he ignored the recurved dagger and put his left foot on it. He stepped on the giant's neck, and then used all his strength to pull out the scarlet sword.
However, although the giant fell, he did not stop resisting. He rolls around, furiously attacking everything around him. Maybe he could sense movement, maybe he was just swiping randomly.
Darkus, who drew the scarlet sword, did not flinch. Even though he was seriously injured, he still found the right opportunity. Taking advantage of the gap between the giant rolling and waving his arms, he thrust the scarlet sword into the giant's open trachea and cut open the front of his lungs. The blood vessels of the neck.
Blood gushed from the back and front of the giant's neck, and at the same time, a terrible gurgling sound resounded from his throat. He tried to fill his lungs, but the air roared out from the wound.
Darkus did not stop. He knew that his goal was achieved. He drew the scarlet sword again without hesitation and immediately left the danger zone.
In Baine's field of vision, Darkus looked creepy, covered in blood, and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. However, he did not slow down, but ran at an alarming speed. He saw Baine's team, but he didn't have the chance to put his right foot out and point his weapon skyward like Malekith had done.
Although Darkus's mind is a little unclear now, he knows that this is the easiest time to overturn, and the struggle of dying for one is the most terrifying. And even though he had some ringing in his ears, he still heard the whistling sound getting closer and closer behind him.
Then a sound of wind roared past, and Darkus was once again blown away by the air waves, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"Wonderful!" Amon Jegai, who had been watching the battle, screamed sharply. He knew what Darkus' true strength was, and he saw Darkus' wisdom in this battle. , if it weren't for its master's order, it would really want to fly over at this moment and grab Darkus in his hands to study it.
"Sir!"
"Master!"
As the team led by Baine appeared, Selire's team also rushed out from the other direction. At this moment, Druchi saw the giant and the giant who were drowning in a pool of blood. Darkus was lying on the ground with blood. If it weren't for the distinctive scarlet sword, they wouldn't have been able to recognize that it was the hand of the Witch King of Nagaros lying on the ground at this moment.
Selilei slipped off the saddle and ran over for the first time. As a family member and an uncle, he ignored Druch's etiquette. He turned over Darkus who was lying on the ground and looked at Dark first. Us' eyes were a little confused, and then he checked carefully.
"How's it going?"
"No fatal injuries."
"What?" The dizzy Darkos couldn't hear anything. He could only see Selire and Bainie opening and closing their mouths.
At this time, Alyssa who was following Baine's team also ran over. With a healing magic, Darkus felt like he was alive again.
After a while, under the eyes of all the Druchi, who were either amazed, reverent, or complicated, Darkus, who refused to be helped, staggered to his feet. Under the gaze of the gods, he said to The Drukhi took a step with their left foot, stretched out their left hand and clenched their fist fiercely in front of them, and then raised their fist high into the sky.
Under the enthusiastic cheers of the Druchi, a festive red light seemed to appear on Darkus's body. The outline of his body washed by the rain flashed for a moment, and then suddenly disappeared, as if it had never been seen before. Appeared the same. (End of chapter)