Chapter 361
Chapter 361
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 361
Chapter Title: Meeting with Gale Wind (3)
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# 361
“Alright, here I go.”
There was no point in a surprise attack anyway. Even if it gave him an advantage, it wouldn’t sit right with him.
Besides, with skill cooldowns and aftereffects resetting upon death, there was no need to hold back.
“Gale Wind Incarnation! Matchless Whole Body! Current Control!”
He unleashed a ferocious barrage from the start. Transforming into a giant god, he swung a blow to crush Gale Wind’s very existence.
“Strike of Slaughter!”
BOOM!
The clash of Battle Axe against Battle Axe tore space apart.
Though the colosseum was reinforced with divinity and didn’t shatter, the shockwave alone could kill or cripple the weak.
“Hmm, not bad in terms of power.”
Yet Gale Wind, who had taken the hit, looked utterly unfazed.
He hadn’t transformed into a giant like Rokan. His feet dug into the ground, but he’d withstood it purely with his own strength.
Truly monstrous power.
They said he’d inherited Titan blood, and it seemed he’d fully assimilated that strength.
“Back grab.”
But Rokan had anticipated as much.
The chance his power wouldn’t work? He’d already investigated that to some extent.
He swiftly circled behind and swung his Battle Axe horizontally.
CLANG!
Another failure. Gale Wind didn’t even turn around—he just whipped his arm back to block it.
“Decent basics.”
A cool but positive assessment.
Who in the mortal world or heavens would dare speak to Rokan like this?
The man who could overturn any battlefield and kill anyone the moment he appeared.
Rokan scowled deeply. Like a brat throwing a tantrum, he swung his Battle Axe even harder.
“But is that all you’ve got? Put some real effort into it!”
Anyone watching would think they were sparring.
Unlike Rokan, who was going all out, Gale Wind remained completely at ease.
Though Rokan grew stronger with every step thanks to Matchless Whole Body, Gale Wind brushed it off effortlessly.
‘No, it’s working.’
Rokan’s blood boiled at Gale Wind’s playful attitude, but his mind stayed cool and rational.
The muscle tremors he’d spotted when their weapons clashed. It couldn’t be hidden, no matter how calm his face looked.
Even those casual swings required considerable force from Gale Wind to counter.
So what about this?
“Blood Awakening!”
A certain energy flowing through Rokan’s blood awakened.
From the Heavenly God, Demon God, and even Titan.
Plus the power of everyone he’d killed and bathed in the blood of. Even the 10,000 monsters from Black Mountain.
BOOM!
This time, Gale Wind couldn’t block easily—his body was flung back.
‘Light.’
Gale Wind had been launched by the sudden strike, but there was no heavy impact. At the moment of clash, he’d propelled himself to dissipate the force.
His expression changed too.
“Looks like you’re finally getting serious. Good. I’ll show you what the original looks like. Ancestral Regression!”
CRACKLE!
As Gale Wind unleashed his power, his form shifted. Already over two meters tall, he now resembled a Titan.
In a way, it was similar to Blood Awakening—drawing out the power of ancestors etched in his blood.
But what he summoned wasn’t just Titan strength.
Ancient humans. The immense power and potential of those who once dominated the world awakened as well.
“Urk!”
They clashed again. This time, Rokan was the one pushed back.
He’d thought his strength and attack power were unmatched, but Gale Wind’s were astonishing.
Enough to overwhelm even a Titan.
But so what? Hadn’t he already slain a Titan?
Sure, it was only level 400, but that was enough. Like Gale Wind, what mattered was that he’d surpassed it.
“Graaaah!”
Rokan roared, reveling in the sheer joy of the fight.
He didn’t even hope for a drop in Gale Wind’s stats. He focused his power again and slashed at him.
“Heh, excellent!”
Gale Wind gleefully raised his Battle Axe in response to Rokan’s belligerence.
BOOM! BOOM! CRASH! CRASH!
Space screamed with every clash. And each time, they grinned.
The battle itself was pure ecstasy.
How often did they get a chance to fight like this?
The raw, brutal, yet exquisitely untouchable combat raged on for a while.
Swoosh.
Rokan’s Battle Axe arced down at Gale Wind’s shoulder.
Gale Wind twisted his shoulder, deflecting the axe at an awkward angle. Though it was hard to put full force into it, his brute strength aimed to split Rokan’s head.
That’s when Rokan deliberately broke his own stance.
Letting his body be pulled by the weapon, he exposed his left shoulder and stomped explosively.
Full Body Charge!
The surprise lunge didn’t faze Gale Wind. He raised his foot, lowering his stance to kick Rokan’s shoulder charge with his heel, twisting the angle.
BOOM!
Rokan’s body flew into the colosseum wall, but he shook it off and stood right away. Such damage was nothing to his immortality.
“Blink!”
Instead, he vanished in an instant.
Where would he strike? Front? Rear?
Neither. Directly above Gale Wind’s head. Reappearing there, Rokan whipped his knee with a whistling sound, smashing into Gale Wind’s head.
BOOM!
The thunderous crash belied a knee-to-head collision, but the flow turned strange. Gale Wind hadn’t dodged—he’d headbutted the knee.
He even grabbed Rokan’s leg, spun him around, and slammed him down.
“Don’t you have more tricks up your sleeve? Why not pull them out?”
Gale Wind subtly egged him on, as if daring Rokan to make it even more fun.
He knew Rokan still had cards left.
“..., I was saving it since you said no divinity, but... fine. Here goes. Martial Soul Awakening!”
Spitting up blood surging from within, Rokan reluctantly unleashed his power.
Martial Soul Awakening.
He’d already awakened both Heavenly God and Demon God armaments simultaneously against the Weaponless King, Carlton, when he could normally only awaken one—but Gale Wind’s divinity temporarily nullified that penalty.
Thanks to it, the boiling divinity and demonic energy from Blood Awakening stabilized, granting Rokan an unprecedented aura.
“It’s not fully refined yet, but... impressive!”
The sheer presence was intimidating even to onlookers, a power that Majesty Masters feared and guarded against—yet Gale Wind grinned delightedly.
Still, he didn’t underestimate it, activating his creation skill.
“Transcendence.”
Gale Wind shared many similarities with Rokan. He pushed his maxed-out abilities even further.
Transcending limits, shedding concepts.
Though corporeal, he moved like a non-entity—free, fast, strong, fluid, like the wind.
‘Damn.’
Rokan had seen Gale Wind as pure “might.” But this was entirely different.
Like facing an outboxer instead of an infighter.
You could see him clearly, but you couldn’t grasp him.
Nor was it just speed. Their brief clash revealed power surpassing even Rokan’s Martial Soul Awakening.
Yet it felt like fighting a phantom.
Even clashing weapons felt off, and in a split second, his body was being sliced.
Overwhelming defense and immortality let him evade with body control, but his armor was in tatters, and his HP bottomed out.
[Title: Unyielding Will effect—All stats increased by 100%.]
At least Unyielding Will activated, giving him some breathing room.
It was tough, but he could keep up with Gale Wind now.
Whoosh!
Still, he was hard to handle. It felt like chasing the wind.
Gale Wind’s elusive movements while wielding the heavy Battle Axe left Rokan frustrated.
At this rate, he’d die without landing a thing.
That thought sparked fury in Rokan’s eyes.
“True Gale Wind Slash!”
If he couldn’t catch and cut, he’d rip apart the entire space!
As Gale Wind closed in, Rokan struck space itself, forcing him back.
Gale Wind reacted easily, thanks to the identical technique embedded in his own weapon.
But Rokan’s assault didn’t end there.
“Gale Slaughter!”
He followed up, striking space again. A dozen attacks unfolded in one breath, sweeping the area clean.
CLANG CLANG CLANG!
SPLAT!
Sparks flew like fireworks, then the Battle Axe plunged in.
Straight into Rokan’s heart.
Piercing the deadly barrage, Gale Wind counterattacked, bursting his heart.
“Kehehe, got you.”
SPLAT!
Then, power surged into what should have been Rokan’s limp body.
As Gale Wind paused to embed his Battle Axe, Rokan sliced a third of the way through his waist.
A bit more force would’ve cut halfway, but Gale Wind hurriedly pulled back.
“Damn, you got me good.”
A serious wound, yet Gale Wind flashed white teeth in a broad grin. Even this was enjoyable.
To take such damage without divinity—he hadn’t expected it.
Grinning like a maniac, he raised his weapon again, the wound already closing.
Not from divinity or heals, just his exceptional natural regeneration.
“Alright, here I go again.”
Rokan savored it too. Relying on his magic heart, he rallied his strength.
To firmly grasp that elusive sensation within reach.
Gale Wind’s movements despaired foes, but oddly, Rokan felt he might catch him easily.
Whoosh. Whoosh. CLANG!
Their exchange dragged on. No big techniques, but the intensity never waned.
The answer eluded him, but Rokan was gradually adapting to Gale Wind’s flow.
That’s why he wanted to try something.
“How about this?”
“Bring it.”
No time-wasting, yet all skill durations ended. Their constant motion halted, and an indescribable power surged from Rokan.
Everything poured into his Battle Axe.
“Super Transcendence.”
Something even Majesty Masters wouldn’t dare block without divinity shot toward Gale Wind.
And Gale Wind prepared to counter.
“A fusion of everything... superb! Then I’ll match it. Let’s call this... ‘Slash’?”
RUMBLE.
Rokan’s all blasted toward Gale Wind. An aura like a black hole devouring space hungered for him.
Swoosh!
Then came Gale Wind’s Slash.
It cleaved Super Transcendence. True to its name, it slashed the world itself.