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Chapter 50 The Great Warrior

Despite the considerable distance, the spear fired by the Spartan warrior was directed directly at Etroki’s head.

As Etroki hit him with a hatchet, a deafening roar rang out.

Surprisingly, Etroki blocked the attack, and his hatchet shook greatly as he hit the spear, and he stumbled in the aftermath.

Arzu can’t even imagine how much power is needed to make this possible.

The Spartan warrior drew his sword empty-handed and stood between Etroki and the four men.

Etroki only looked at the warrior, and the warrior also did not take his eyes off Etroki.

“Mage, prepare the most powerful magic.”

The warrior raised his shield and instructed Alexia.

Alexia tried to protest, but her owner stopped her.

“Okay. You create an opening to attack.”

Alexia started her stockade.

“Priest, bless me.”

“As much as you like!”

Elza blessed the Spartian warrior and increased its strength.

The warrior glanced at Az for the last time and returned his gaze.

“Warrior girl, move as you please.”

Az nodded her head.

The Spartan warrior goes forward.

Etroki also stepped forward as if to respond.

The gap between the two has already entered each other’s territory.

Etroki moved first. He raised the hatchet in his right hand and struck it with all his might.

Azu had no choice but to dodge the attack, but the Spartian warrior blocked it with her shield in her left hand.

The warrior’s feet sank to the ground.

However, his posture is undisturbed. Surprisingly, he wasn’t pushed back.

Az, who watched the scene, felt envy.

It was an impossible skill with Azu’s physique and strength. Even if she hunts monsters and raises her abilities, it is unknown how long it will take.

The Spartan warrior blocked all of Etroki’s attacks with his shield, deflected them, and lightly received them.

Then I made a gap and swung the sword in his right hand.

She sliced her flesh over her thick fur.

The fierce fight between the two was like a storm of violence and a clash of tremendous power.

As Az watched the scene, she remembered what had happened in the catacombs.

A battle between the Ash King and the undead Apostle of the Sun God.

It wasn’t that much, but this scene in front of me was definitely a fight between the strong.

However, there is one difference between Arzu and that time.

At that time, Az was too weak to intervene in the fight between the Ash King and the Sun God’s Apostle.

But now it’s different.

Although Az is weaker than the two fighting now, he still has the skills he has trained as a warrior.

Etroki is only looking at the Spartan warrior.

Arzu went behind Etroki and cut his legs and arms.

It can be regenerated immediately, but when it was cut, it stiffened and weakened.

Thanks to the greatly reduced pressure from Etroki, Az’s movement became lighter.

What Arzu can do now is aim for the moment he moves, and help relieve the pressure on the warrior and make it easier to move.

The eyes of the Spartian warrior and Azu met.

The warrior smiled slightly as if he acknowledged Azu.

Etroki’s movement sped up. His muscles warmed up and his heart beat faster.

When it was impossible to block with only the shield, the warrior blocked the ax with the sword.

Little by little, however, Etroki started pushing forward.

Etroki moved vigorously even though Azu kept interfering with his movement.

But the Spartan warrior was calm.

When we couldn’t block it head-on, we deliberately created a gap to induce an attack to control the situation.

It was a tightrope-like fight, but it was just familiar to the warriors who roamed the battlefield.

“Whoa!”

The Spartan warrior reversed the trend that leaned toward Etroki with a sharp spirit.

Etroki swung the ax in both hands, and the Spartan warrior threw away the sword and grabbed the shield with both hands to try to catch it.

In the face-to-face confrontation of pure power, Etroki was strong as expected.

He completely ignored Az’s attack and tried to crush the warrior.

Etroki’s consciousness was right in front of his eyes.

“Now!”

With a shout, a magic circle spread around Alexia.

It’s different from the magic I’ve used so far.

With the help of the brooch, the long and long chant and the mana absorbed without hesitation turned into a huge fire.

It swelled up enough to hold Alexia, then compressed to the size of a palm.

“It’s a pleasant temperature!”

Alexia fired a compressed fireball.

It flew in a straight line towards Etroki.

The moment Etroki noticed it belatedly, the Spartian warrior picked up a sword and stabbed him in one leg, and Azu stabbed him in the other leg.

When the fireball hit Etroki’s chest, the compressed fire was released.

In order to maintain penetrating power, the fire extended like a line and pierced the whole heart and burned it.

He lost his ability to regenerate when he lost his heart due to a large hole in his chest.

Etroki let out a loud scream for the first time.

But he was also a warrior.

He does not stop fighting even when he is fatally wounded and on the verge of death.

Etroki’s muscles swelled to the limit.

He had no heart, but blood rushed to his muscles and blood spurted out of his chest where the heart was. He is wringing out his last strength.

“Come behind me!”

Azu hurriedly retreated towards the warrior with the shield.

Etroki’s final power was released as a shockwave.

The Spartan warrior slammed his shield into the ground and held it against his shoulder.

The shield shook greatly, but the warrior did not budge like a tree with deep roots.

Eventually, Etroki, exhausted, collapsed with a loud sound.