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232Festival for the Flower Festival (3)
Murmur.
people formed a long line.
At the head of them, a large man walked forward, receiving all the attention of the people..
“Mr. Morales! Please raise the honor of Valhalla.!”
“I believe!”
“Roman Dmitri can't take Morales' place.!”
People screaming everywhere.
It was a familiar sight.
monster of valhalla.
Or, a man also called a fierce warrior..
Morales was a representative of Valhalla..
He perfectly inherited the bloodline of Valhalla, as people commonly think of him, and proved his qualifications as a warrior by going on battlefields from a young age..
I don't know anything about cowardice.
Even if it meant losing his head, he purely enjoyed competing against the strong, and when he first entered the Valhalla rankings, the sight of him blowing off the opponent's head with blood all over his head was so intense that it is still a hot topic among the people of Valhalla..
12ranking above.
Although he was not one of the ten strongest men, regardless of his ranking, he was loved by the people of Valhalla..
He is like that.
Set out to deal with Roman Dmitry.
People followed Morales and were confident of his victory..
‘Barbossa. I will break the tiresome cycle of bad relationships by confronting you..’
beyond memory.
I remembered my meeting with Barbossa..
At first, Morales was just as talented as Barbossa, but in a battle between the best warriors in town, he fell to the ground in a bloody battle against Barbossa..
It's not because I lack skills..
There were forces preventing Morales before he went on stage, and he came on stage in the worst possible condition..
I didn't make any excuses..
Preserving the body is also an ability.
So, Morales got down on his knees..
Although he was coughing up blood and his skin was torn into tatters, Morales looked up at his opponent with an evil look on his face..
from then.
The bad relationship has begun.
The scars from that day were covered with tattoos, and I devoted myself to training relentlessly for the day I would meet Barbossa again..
But the reality did not change. Barbossa was a descendant of a famous family..
With power behind him, he grew up with full support, and unlike Morales, who grew up rough in the wild, he developed dramatically..
6above and 12th.
The future has been decided like that.
The subtle differences have now become impossible to keep up with, but Morales has not let go of the bad relationship..
‘If I compromise with reality, I can live a comfortable life like you. But I am a warrior of Valhalla. In order not to be ashamed under heaven, I will try to become stronger with my own strength. Barbossa. I cannot allow a disgusting person like you to wear a warrior's mask and be cheered by people..’
this match.
It took my life.
Barbossa may have tried to kill himself, but the memory of that day when he gritted his teeth guided his current steps..
Stand tall.
The destination we have already arrived at.
I saw the place where Roman Dmitry was staying..
Morales took a deep breath..
Then, in a voice as loud as his huge body, he called out the name of the man who would become his sacrifice..
“Roman Dmitry! This Morales will deal with you.!”
* * *
beyond the door.
Roman Dmitry appears.
Even after hearing Morales' name, Roman Dmitry showed no special reaction..
A face with no trace of fear.
Morales asked with an expression of interest at the sight of him taking the fight against the strong for granted..
“Roman Dmitry. I have one question for you. The Valhalla Empire has called you Barbossa's opponent to avenge the death of Count Denver. There is no trace of the pride of a warrior. It was clearly a position that threatened your life, but why on earth did you accept the Valhalla Empire's offer even though you knew of its intentions??”
“It's an invitation for revenge?”
“What on earth does that mean??”
In Morales' words.
people murmured.
It was the first hearing ever..
Ordinary people simply thought that Roman Dmitry was invited, but behind the truth there was a dirty truth hidden..
The festival of Valhalla honors the souls of warriors..
Although there is a need for people who can shine the place purely, the leaders of Valhalla have mixed in selfish desires that go against their true purpose..
Some people were angry.
If what Morales said is true, the Valhalla imperial family was planning to defile Valhalla..
Roman Dmitry said.
“Why should I avoid it? If the place where my life is threatened is on the stage where we prove each other's strength. The Valhalla Empire cannot kill me..”
“Does this mean that Barbossa can be defeated?.”
“Otherwise there would have been no reason to accept the invitation..”
“Hahahahaha.”
Morales laughed heartily..
Roman Dmitry.
I like it.
Even though he knew about Valhalla's cowardly plan, he didn't know that he trusted his own skills and stepped into the trap..
It was reckless.
It was bold.
He was a man who suited Valhalla and truly knew what the spirit of Valhalla was..
“You are arrogant. Therefore, it deserves respect. I am madly in love with guys like you. Warriors who compete with their strength until the end, even though they know that the place they are standing now is a limb, will receive the blessings of Valhalla even after death. But it's still too early. You are only in your 20s and have never experienced the real world. It would be premature to deal with Barbossa. So, let me take your place back.”
“You sound funny..”
Roman Dmitry chuckled..
“Until I got to where I am now. While dealing with prosecutors commonly called rankers, there was never a single person who was confident of my victory. They always say the same thing as you. Still in his 20s. Just like you guys. They said they would never be able to win against rankers who had already proven their skills. And now I stand before you as a winner.”
Zech.
drew the sword.
“Do you think it would be particularly different for you?.”
A word I blurted out.
Morales' expression cracked..
It wasn't anger, it was pure joy.
It was unexpected.
Roman Dmitry, who I thought was a kid who didn't even know the topic, was a truly crazy person who knew the spirit of Valhalla..
Confrontation with the strong.
It was always something that made my blood boil..
No question and answer dance).
There was no need to say anything more..
“OK. From now on, let's see who is the warrior worthy of the festival..”
Crumbling rumbling.
Exploding Mana.
Morales lunges at Roman Dmitri.
* * *
people didn't see.
The moment you blink your eyes.
At some point, a large man who filled his field of vision appeared in front of Roman Dmitri and brandished a great sword..
Kwaang!
Crumbling rumbling.
There was a powerful explosion.
An aura on a different level from that of the beings he had previously faced arose from Morales' great sword, and a huge aura that seemed to engulf all directions swirled towards Roman Dmitri..
The ground shook. The tremendous shock that occurred every time the weapons struck caused people watching to fall to the floor and become chaotic..
Kwaang!
I hit my head.
Roman Dmitri raised his sword to block, but Morales slashed his sword frantically as if it didn't matter..
Kwaang!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak.!
It was a violent attack.
I opened my chest wide and attacked without even thinking about defense..
flash.
sword that cuts through the wind.
Roman Dmitry attempted a counterattack..
However, Morales caught the movement of the sword right in front of his nose and changed the direction of his body by exploding the aura of a part of his body..
It was really a narrow difference..
If there had been even the slightest margin of error, the flesh would have split and the internal organs would have spilled out, but Morales rushed forward as if nothing had happened..
“where!”
Kwaang!
Crumbling rumbling.
berserk warrior.
That's why it was called that.
A being that ignores defense and wins purely through attack..
Morales stands on a knife edge..
His skin, covered in tattoos that were hard to see, showed how his methods had taken a terrible toll. It was full of scars.
Cuts, tears, and gashes covered his entire body, but Morales was a stubborn type who believed that a fight without a single wound was not a real fight..
sudden.
Put your opponent in a corner.
created an aura.
The aura that exploded as if it would pierce the sky struck Roman Dmitry once again..
Kwaang-
Crumbling rumbling.
‘stop this?’
Morales' eyes lit up..
the clash just now.
It was an attack that even 5-star swordsmen could not block..
However, Roman Dmidmitry not only blocked Morales' attack, but also took immediate follow-up steps to exploit his own loophole. It was fast.
He reacted instantly by exploding his body's aura, but a thin blood line was drawn on Morales' cheek and blood began to drip..
grinned, laughed.
Roman Dmitry was real.
It wasn't an empty confidence, it was someone who truly had the skills to take on Barbossa..
‘The world is wide. To reach this level in my 20s?.’
beyond memory.
I thought of a being called the First Sword..
The monster that Morales completely admitted defeat for the first time would not have been this strong when Roman Dmitri was his age..
but.
Roman Dmitry is young.
It was a cruel fate that met me at a time when I was not yet mature..
Kwaang!
stepped on the ground.
A wave of aura occurred, and cracks appeared in the ground as if an earthquake had occurred..
How to use unfamiliar auras.
The ground collapsed, limiting space, and rocks bouncing everywhere blocked Roman Dmitry's movements..
Putting the opponent in a corner.
“Try blocking this too..”
Crumbling rumbling.
Morales' sword fell towards Roman Dmitri..
* * *
a fleeting moment.
The other person's intentions were visible.
Morales collapsed the surrounding terrain for a clash of pure power..
‘Are the top rankers different?.’
Opponents so far.
The use of aura was limited..
The aura that exploded from the body was expressed through a medium, or was used only as a way to amplify the body's abilities..
But Morales was different..
The aura was spread across the ground, creating cracks as if an earthquake was occurring, and the stones floating in the air were individually adjusted and placed in positions that were difficult to avoid..
momentary judgment.
cornered.
Roman Dmitry can fight head-on, but he actively responds to his opponent's intentions..
crackling.
quickly fell back.
As the situation collapsed as soon as he stepped on the ground, Morales rushed in like a bear..
“I can't run away anymore.!”
Crumbling rumbling.
The great sword swelled greatly..
The clarity of the aura was so great that it seemed as if the great sword had doubled in size..
Kwaang!
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak.!
The attack exploded..
With the space limited by collapsing ground and boulders, Roman Dmitry drove like crazy in an unavoidable situation..
There were crazy flashing lights everywhere..
Ordinary people could not bear to open their eyes due to the storm of auras, and the only sight they could see was a scene where aura lights were intertwined and collided..
sudden-
split the wind.
The air split, and Morales' gaze turned to Roman Dmitri..
bang!
feet on the floor.
the ground collapsed.
At the same time, the bouncing stones completely blocked Roman Dmitry's movements..
dead end.
It was then.
The moment Morales' sword fell towards Roman Dmitri, Roman Dmitri's figure disappeared from sight..
Morales.
He was greatly mistaken..
In the first place, it was a hasty judgment to think that he had the upper hand in the battle of strength and power, and the terrain had no effect on Roman Dmitry..
He was in his past life. He fought in a variety of environments.
Even in the vast meadows, on the shaking deck, and at the edge of the cliff from which there is no way to retreat..
The space is.
It's just space.
How to use it depends entirely on human ability..
Tuk.
gaze upward.
Roman Dmitry came to mind.
He stepped on a stone floating in the air, but the stone did not land at all, adding momentum to Roman Dmitry's body..
Gyeonggong (輕功)).
It was a no-brainer on how to move..
Roman Dmitry used the stones floating everywhere like stairs and quickly disappeared to a position where Morales could not dare to follow..
This was the moment when Morales's aim became useless..
Roman Dmitry defeated numerous enemies with his amazing moves..
incredible sight.
When Morales opened his eyes.
Above his head, the fire of the aura fell like a thunderbolt..
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