Chapter 218
Chapter 218
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: EP.49 – The Most Dangerous Creature in the World...(4)
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-Honestly, Lee Han alone would have been enough to kill them all.
This wasn't arrogance or a prediction—it was simple certainty, born from clear analysis and experience.
Mysterious powers?
So what?
'Compared to that monster, they're just cute.'
Tur de Sagan, the Tower Master.
Compared to that nightmare-inducing monster straight out of a horror dream, these guys weren't scary at all.
Considering the abilities and mysteries they possessed, dealing with them would be fairly tricky, but tricky didn't mean unbeatable.
With that in mind...
"It's over."
The battle was essentially finished the moment the reinforcements arrived.
"L-La-Lark de Duron?! Why is Galahad's Fierce Wolf here?!"
"The Northern Black Lion..."
They clearly recognized the two men, their faces unable to hide their shock, and Lee Han nodded instinctively.
'I'd freak out too if I were them.'
If reinforcements showed up and two beasts like that appeared, who wouldn't panic?
Lee Han fully understood their feelings.
When they were enemies, they were more frustrating and horrifying than anything, but as allies, they were the most reliable people imaginable.
For example...
"Like Guan Yu on the right and Lü Bu on the left?"
Lee Han muttered softly, amused by how things were playing out, but the two who heard his nonsense responded.
"Haha, rest easy, brother. You must have suffered alone while we slept comfortably."
"If you're tired, step back."
They sounded like they were kindly urging him to rest, but Lee Han let out a hollow laugh.
And for good reason.
"You guys just want to vent your frustration, don't you?"
"......"
"Must have left quite the trauma."
"...Ahem."
The two fell silent instead of responding, confirming once again that they weren't the type to be that considerate. Lee Han was convinced of it.
"-Retreat."
It was Dent's declaration, his arm broken from blocking Lark's spear, and the others agreed.
"How do we even block that?"
"We can't die in a place like this."
They had been barely holding off one opponent, and now two more had joined—worst of all, the Fierce Wolf and the Black Lion. Their threat level was on par with that knight Lee Han, or even higher. Fighting them was suicide.
Retreating was the right call.
...Of course.
Whoosh!
"Where do you think you're going?"
They weren't going to let them escape that easily.
Lark de Duron's spear tip advanced mercilessly to impale them, while Dyna quickly flicked her fingers.
Boom!
Point Blank Explosion.
Dyna's specialty, replicating the lava lizard's constitution through technique—the same move that had once pinned down Lee Han's feet.
It carried intense heat that should have vaporized a human body on contact—
Whoosh!
"...Amusing trick."
But her opponent being Lark was her misfortune.
Lark flowed around the explosion like water and charged straight at Dyna.
"How...?"
"If I can see it clearly, why wouldn't I dodge?"
With his [Third Eye] capturing the invisible ignition material of the lava lizard visually, Lark was Dyna's natural counter.
At that moment.
Clang!
"I've always wanted to clash with Galahad's Fierce Wolf!"
"...You vermin, daring to mimic a knight?"
The sickle-wielding man, 6th Apostle Khan, blocked Lark's movement with his two sickles.
Whoosh!
But as if blocking was an illusion, Lark's spear slithered like a snake, deflecting Khan's sickle.
It was said that a spear master's technique resembled the movement of a snake or whip.
Proving it, Lark's spear created countless variations, knocking away Khan's sickle and stabbing down.
Overwhelming skill that toyed with the opponent through technique alone, not power or speed.
The spear seemed poised to pierce Khan's chest—
Clang!
"So the sickles were just for show."
Lark recalled the thug's words.
Something about mysterious powers?
"...I've seen beastkin a few times, but I never thought I'd witness an insect human."
[──.]
Khan's form transformed.
His body grew larger, his arms elongated, and sharp scythe-like blades emerged on them, like a mantis's forelegs.
A mantis human—the term came to mind instantly.
Bam!
A speed and power incomparable to when he swung his sickles moments ago.
As if demonstrating the price of abandoning his human form, Khan unleashed formidable strength—
Slash!
"What was I supposed to do about it?"
—yet he still couldn't block Lark's spear.
Fwoosh!
Crimson battle aura.
The aura like crimson flames condensed into sword aura—no, spear aura—and Lark's spear traced ten trajectories in an instant.
A whooshing sound rang out over ten times per second, and the next moment...!
Splurt!
Blood erupted from Khan's body.
"Hm, so insect human blood is red too? First time I've learned that."
Lark nodded in satisfaction at this new knowledge.
"Damn it!!"
Boom! Crash!
Dyna didn't stop her explosions even as she watched Khan becoming half-crippled.
She unleashed them like a barrage, not hesitating to involve her comrades.
Stopping here meant no escape—they'd all die.
Multiple Explosions.
Though less powerful than Point Blank Explosion, the chain reactions would halt any movement.
"Kahahaha! This is really fun!"
...It should have stopped him.
Maximus didn't dodge the explosions like Lee Han or Lark—he charged straight through them.
As if to prove that even grenade-level blasts couldn't burn or injure his body.
"You madman!"
The boy with the status window had mentioned the day before that he possessed Herculean strength like Hercules or Xiang Yu, an absurd trait called Heavenly Martial Body. As a descendant of the Northern Earth God Black King, he displayed ridiculous prowess with heat resistance to boot.
Crackle!
Sparks began flickering from Maximus's battle axe as he charged bullheadedly.
His signature technique, said to have slain giants.
Fwoooosh!
'Thunder Drop' struck Dent's shield squarely.
Rumble!!
"Oho! Fun indeed! Blocking this... haha!"
Maximus's strike was blocked by Dent's shield.
Just like Lark's strike moments ago.
Truly bizarre.
Was that shield made of some special material?
"Well then, can you block this too?"
Whoosh!
The massive battle axe, heavy beyond measure and wieldable only by Maximus, moved like a wooden stick.
And once more!
Crackle!
Sparks flashed as Maximus dropped the axe.
The second Thunder Drop.
And that was...
"...Arrogant fool."
To Dent, it looked utterly foolish.
The strong were always arrogant.
He was about to repeat Lark de Duron's mistake from moments ago.
Dent smirked viciously, preparing to redirect the force right back—
Splatter!
"Hm, so that's it. I guessed it was like that woman's beast power—[Slime Physical Resistance]. Nasty ability you've got."
"Cough..."
Thud...!
Dent's form began to crumble.
Not only his shield, but half his body was sliced clean off in one blow.
A single strike.
A disaster from failing to block it. Light faded from Dent's eyes.
And in his fading consciousness, he heard:
"Shame. That was decent shield work. If you'd relied on skill instead of your ability, it might have gone better."
"...Heh."
Admiration and advice. Dent let out a hollow laugh despite himself and realized.
The arrogant one had been...
'I was the fool.'
...himself.
"...That bastard."
Lee Han grumbled but sincerely admired it.
Slime Physical Resistance.
No. 5's specialty: nullifying most physical attacks and storing the impact to redirect it.
That shield technique was probably honed using it.
Yet that brute had instantly discerned No. 5's power and countered it.
Mountain-Shattering Strike.
Maximus hadn't just mimicked the Mountain-Shattering Strike Lee Han showed in their duel—he'd adapted it to himself.
He was channeling that Thunder Drop whatever through the Mountain-Shattering Strike into the opponent.
Lee Han felt miffed that his technique had been stolen, but he also admired the ingenuity.
As expected of someone with a similar fighting style, adapting it must have been easy.
'...This is why geniuses are the worst.'
Impressive was impressive, but it pissed him off that the guy could adapt it after seeing it once.
This was why you shouldn't associate with geniuses...
As he swallowed his frustration.
Boooom!!
A massive explosion rang out.
On a whole different level from before—like a shell detonating.
No. 7—her wrist was gone.
"Y-Yeah, I knew I shouldn't have taken this mission. What kind of monsters are packed in here...?"
The spearman's spear had already arced to sever her wrist, causing the massive blast as it detached.
Fitting for a woman whose body was made of hazardous material.
The spearman pointed his spear at her and spoke.
"Surrender quietly, and I'll kill you painlessly. Spill your information."
"...Hah, is that what you call that?"
"If not, no problem."
"Stab me and I'll explode."
"Just stab before you do."
"......"
"Sounds like a lie?"
Then test it.
That was the spearman's follow-up, and as he thrust—!
Boooom!!
...Unfortunately, the spearman had to endure the humiliation of being sent flying twice today.
The reason being none other than.
"-O 13th Angel, descend your blood purification upon these sinful unbelievers."
Drip, drip!
──The real danger had emerged.
"...What the hell is that?"
Lee Han blinked, utterly baffled by the sudden appearance of 'that thing.'
'...Is this actually sci-fi genre?'