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Chapter 489 - Master of the First Heaven (1)
Chapter 489 - Master of the First Heaven (1)
“Kurgh!”
“Arghhh!”
The Frostborn knights in the range of Balrog’s explosive Demon Roar crouched with their ears covered. Some were even passing out as they vomited white snow. The roar of one demon destroyed the morale of ten thousand soldiers.
“Kurgh,” the Frostborn general bit his lip.
The soldiers’ formation broke down from one roar and they were in chaos. The knights standing by in the rear were fine because they were far away, but the ones who had been shrinking the encirclement were in terrible condition.
“Pull yourselves together!” the general yelled hurriedly to restore the soldiers’ morale. “There are merely seven of them!”
Emphasizing one’s advantage over their enemy was the most effective morale booster; it guaranteed victory against the enemy. The panicking knights gradually began to calm down.
“Keep pressuring them without giving them any time to rest! Fatigued knights, retreat to the rear! We will tear them down little by little!”
They outnumbered the intruders by an overwhelming margin, but the Frostborn general did not outright command the knights to charge at them. He knew very well that each intruder was very powerful. Since they already had the intruders surrounded, gnawing at their stamina little by little would be the most effective strategy. The knights fixed their formation and slowly shrank the encirclement.
“Kehehehe,” Balrog laughed quietly as he stared at the knights. “They sure have thought it through.”
It was indeed a perfect strategy for the overwhelming numbers of the Frostborn, but it was pointless against Balrog’s destructive capabilities.
“GRAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”
Balrog stomped his foot and let out another Demon Roar. He tore apart the encirclement and charged into the enemy’s formation without hesitation.
“Wh-What the—!”
The Frostborn general was left with his mouth agape. Who in their right mind would break the encirclement meant to trap them and jump into the enemy’s formation? It was as if the intruder was asking to be killed.
“Kill him!” the general shouted.
The encirclement around Kang-Woo’s party immediately focused on Balrog.
“Kahahahaha!” Balrog laughed in joy as he ran wild, destroying Frostborn with each swing of his fists.
Crack! Crack!
Almost a hundred knights shattered into little pieces in just a moment.
“Hup!”
Balrog took a deep breath and grabbed the torso of one of the knights charging at him with one hand.
Crack!
“Kurgh!”
The knight’s body was crushed by Balrog’s muscular hands, white blood pouring out of him. Balrog turned to look at someone with the Frostborn knight’s corpse in hand. His ferocious eyes were visible from within the black helmet surrounding his entire head.
“E-Eek!”
The Frostborn general’s face turned pale after locking eyes with Balrog. Balrog smiled and pulled his right arm backward. He raised his left foot and twisted his body.
Tsssssssss—!!
White steam poured out from the gaps in his armor. Balrog threw the corpse in his hand as hard as he could as if he were a baseball pitcher.
“S-Stop h—”
The Frostborn knight’s corpse smashed into the general like a cannonball.
Slam—!
The general raised his shield in shock, but the speed at which the corpse smashed into the general blew him away. Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com
“Gaaaaahhh!” He tumbled on the ground, shouting in extreme pain. “A-Arghh.”
The general trembled. His arm was blown off by the massive impact along with his shield, white blood pouring out of the site of injury. Intense pain took over him, his breathing became erratic, and his sight was getting blurry.
“You’re a persistent one.”
The general could faintly see a grim reaper wearing black armor.
“Ah...”
Crack.
Balrog grabbed the general’s head before he could even say anything and ripped off his head.
He then shouted, “I’ve killed the enemy general!”
The general’s head rolled on the ground.
“G-General!!”
“Kurgh!”
The general’s death caused the soldiers to spiral into greater panic compared to when they were hit by the Demon Roar. Their formation broke down almost instantly.
He stared at the tip of the white sword that gave him chills just looking at it. He continued to analyze everything about the sword.
‘I don’t see it.’
Si-Hun couldn’t see a way to surpass that sword. Only the white sword was vivid within his darkening consciousness.
“Haaa,” he sighed heatedly as sparks crackled all over him.
His head felt hot as if he had taken a stimulant.
‘I don’t need to surpass it.’
Analyzing the sword’s movements was not the right answer. Si-Hun gripped his sword tighter but he could no longer feel the sword in his hands; it was as if he and the sword had become one.
‘No.’
He did not become one with the sword; he had become a sword.
“Right then, let’s end this,” Arianne said leisurely.
She charged toward Si-Hun, her sword exuding freezing energy. Si-Hun froze, wondering whether or not he should enter the Sanctuary that Seol-Ah made. However, he shook his head. It would be pointless if he were to receive Seol-Ah’s help.
‘I...’
Si-Hun’s eyes shone sharply. It felt as if his mind was burning within his heated head.
“Heavenly Dragon...”
He lowered his stance and gripped the formless sword. He felt like he could now reach the unreachable peak of Tai Wuji’s swordsmanship.
“Flash.”
“...!”
Arianne’s expression filled with shock. She could see space itself being severed as if the world was being split.
“Wh-What the—!”
Her expression was dyed in shock for the first time. Her instincts were warning her, saying that the attack was dangerous.
“Kyaah!”
Arianne halted her charge and shut her eyes tightly. Just as the slash resembling a ray of light was about to reach her neck—
Claaaaaaaaaang!!!
Someone appeared from behind Arianne and grabbed her hand to move the sword.
“Kurgh!” Si-Hun was blown backward, coughing blood.
“Ah...” Arianne turned back to look at the person who grabbed her hand. Tears filled her eyes. “Father!”
“You must have been scared, Arianne.”
The white-haired man who appeared from behind the trembling Arianne carefully embraced her. Arianne bawled her eyes out with her head buried in the man’s embrace.
“Waaaaaah! F-Father!!”
“There, there.”
“I-I’m so sorry, Father. Sniff. I... sniff, l-lost to these... sniff, f-filthy intruders.”
“It’s okay.” The white-haired man patted Arianne’s head and took the Frost Sword from her hand. He coldly turned to look at Si-Hun and pointed the sword at him. He commanded, “Freeze.”
Crack!!
An enormous frost storm shot toward Si-Hun.
“Kurgh!”
Si-Hun crouched in shock. It was not an attack he could dodge or block. Just as the frost storm of death was about to engulf him—
Fwoosh!
“Dayum, just look at that impeccable entrance timing. It’s a work of art, really. And your lines... Sheesh, I could fall for you.”
The frost storm was devoured by a black sun.
“Be honest with me. You were aiming for it, right? Right? I bet you’ve been watching for the past five minutes thinking ‘Dayum... I bet it’d be sick as fuck if I appeared around here,’ right? Am I right?”
“...”
“Bwehehehehe! You don’t have to look at me so coldly, man! Wow, I guess it means you were, huh? Come on, you thought your entrance just now was pretty fucking cool too, didn’t you? Hm? You’re getting teary-eyed just replaying it in your head, right?”
A vulgar laughter echoed throughout the battlefield and destroyed the heavy and serious mood within five seconds.
“Sheesh, it sure sucks for you when you worked so hard to look badass. Your entrance scene would’ve been gushing with badassery in any other novel, but we’re pretty harsh critiques of badassery up here, you see.”
A young man with sharp eyes walked out of the black sun as he cackled.