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Chapter 49 King of the Plain

The black wolves quickly closed the distance.

“I will reduce the number for now.”

Alexia activated the great magic with a long chant before the enemies arrived.

“My flames do not miss an insignificant foe. Flame Line!”

The magic of fire, enhanced by the brooch, stretched out towards the black wolf in a large line.

3 Out of 10 jumped high to avoid it.

The remaining seven were engulfed in flames and unable to move.

“I’ll go!”

Azu swung her sword at two of the three that jumped up and tried to land nearby.

No matter how agile a wolf is, there are many gaps at the moment of landing.

I cut her breath properly.

As soon as the last one landed, it rushed towards Elsa’s neck, but Elsa hit it with a mace and threw it to the ground.

A red flower bloomed from the wolf’s head.

Elsa brushed the blood from her face. The smile on her face did not disappear.

The black wolves were defeated.

But when the flame line reached the core Etroki, he swung the hatchet in his right hand once to dissipate his magic.

“What? It was a pretty strong magic….”

“This is… Fufu, it will be a fierce battle.”

“I’ll get your attention, so please keep chanting.”

“I know even if you don’t say anything!”

Alexia recited an incantation.

Etroki sniffed her nose and aimed at Alexia.

She opened her mouth wide and let out a roar that shook the air before charging.

A terrifying fear of a huge body approaching.

However, Alexia continued her chanting undisturbed. She

Because she knew. That a reliable warrior is an ally.

Az got in between Etroki and Alexia.

Azu’s gaze and Etroki’s gaze crossed.

At that moment, Etroki estimated Arzu’s capabilities.

It is not an adversary. However, the sword he is holding is different.

This weapon can damage you.

Etroki turned to Azu and swung a huge hatchet with speed and power befitting her enormous size.

Azu avoided the ax until the end, keeping an eye on Etroki’s arm.

It was such a shock that the ground shook.

Despite hitting with such force, Etroki immediately turned his wrist to deliver his second blow.

Az jumped up and dodged the ax once again.

The wind pressure alone seemed to shake Azu’s body.

It is an immeasurably strong force. Life is in danger even if you just brush it.

I can’t even counter it with Azu’s power yet.

He raised his sword and cut Etroki’s chest.

Her fur hide was thick, but she used the power of her sword generously from the beginning.

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It was a small amount of mana, but the power of the sword activated and cut through the flesh from above.

Az stepped behind her and increased the distance between her and Etroki.

Etroki stared at Az, but didn’t take his consciousness away from Alexia.

“The wound….”

Etroki’s wounds have healed.

This is a great regenerative power. I don’t think I can stop breathing just by cutting.

Exhalation leaked from Etroki’s mouth.

Azu, who saw this, assumed her posture. At the timing of Etroki’s movement, Az moved as well.

Etroki swung the ax repeatedly.

There was no such thing as skill, but Etroki didn’t need that.

Yes. Skill is what the weak learn to oppose the strong.

As if to say that, a blow struck with an ax and an empty fist.

Blessed Arzu has reached a speed where she can somehow avoid it.

However, the continuous attacks mercilessly ate Arzu’s physical and mental strength.

All of Etroki’s attacks are directly related to life. The emotions Arzu felt after being attacked like this were not light ones like tension.

However, it should be avoided at all costs.

“Az!”

The moment he heard Alexia’s voice, Az kicked Etroki’s stomach with both feet and flew backwards with the recoil.

The ax was thrust into the place where it was just a moment ago.

The moment Azu left, a pillar of fire rose from Etroki’s feet.

It soared into the sky in an instant.

I remember this spell.

It is similar to the magic contained in the magic stone that saved Arzu in the past.

Although the scale was different from the one I wrote for the centipede.

Etroki was burned by a pillar of fire for about 30 seconds. However, as he swung his axe wide, the pillar of fire shook slightly. In the meantime, Etroki put his face out and inhaled the hot air, and his chest swelled in an instant.

Then, he blew the air onto the ground.

Etroki’s fierce breath completely blew away the pillar of fire.

“This is an incredible physical ability… He deserves to be called a king.”

“The King of the Plains….”

Cold sweat broke out on Alexia and Azu’s faces.

The magic she had just cast was the most difficult magic to evade among all Alexia could do.

Etroki can evade other spells.

If the magic misses, Arzu can’t stand it. If Azu gets hit, it’s Alexia, and then Elza.

If you do not consider the risk, there is no chance.

Every breath healed Etroki’s burns.

Etroki’s power is easy to understand, but powerful.

The power that comes from hypertrophied muscles.

The power of the ax it creates and the blows of its gigantic fists.

A kick powerful enough to pierce the ground.

Easy-to-understand power. The simple fact is that big is strong.

Moreover, the regenerative power shown earlier.

Cuts healed in an instant, and even if his body was engulfed in fire and burned, he could regenerate with just a few breaths.

As evidence of recovery, the scab fell off.

Etroki roared again.

It was the same sound as before, but it sounded stronger and louder to Azu and the others.

I took a slight step back with Alexia, but Az did not back down.

Behind is the owner. She can’t back down

Etroki didn’t move right away and looked at Az.

No, to be precise, it was further away, in the direction of Arzu.

Arzu slightly turned her head to one side of her field of vision and glanced in the direction Etroki was looking.

A warrior was approaching this way.

A warrior wearing a helmet and a cloak with his upper body bare.

A spear in his right hand. A huge shield in his left hand.

And the lower half of the body was a warrior wearing armor.

“He is a Spartan warrior.”

This is what the owner said.

In Etroki’s eyes, Az and Alexia were no longer there.

The Spartan warrior bent his back wide while holding a spear.

The steely body was twisted.

And the spear flew towards Etroki.