Chapter 528 (1) - The Academys Weapon Replicator |
The basis of Falling Edge is to disarm the opponent.
Naturally, it doesn't work on an opponent who doesn't have a weapon in the first place.
Of course, Azier could neutralize even ranged attacks with Falling Edge, but there's no denying that its effectiveness is halved.
“Most humans use weapons. The moment they lose their weapons, their power is halved, and I know that well.”
As the boy said, the history of human combat and war goes hand in hand with weapons.
Superior weapons determine victory or defeat in battle, the enemy absorbs those weapons, and tactics change according to the evolved weapons.
Warriors who use Aura can fight well enough with their bare hands, but they never voluntarily use their bare hands. Because Aura makes weapons stronger.
In other words, Azier's Falling Edge was a technique that applied to all of them.
“But I am not that kind of God.”
“How far can you go with that broken spear?”
Wheeik!
The boy repeated the same method, tediously. Firing pieces of rock from a distance.
The height of arrogance, knowing that Azier’s Falling Edge also works from a distance.
Azier naturally unfolds Falling Edge once more.
“Stupid.”
In that instant, the boy fired another blade of Aura. Just as he had cut down the spear earlier, this time he aimed to cut Azier's body.
Slit—
However, the Aura fell asleep along with the pieces of rock.
“……Hmm.”
Azier increased the range of Falling Edge.
At first, he didn't see the Aura flying at the same time, but now that he knows, he sees it, and if he sees it, it becomes the target of his Falling Edge.
“You're doing well with that broken spear.”
“…….”
Azier did not answer.
Right now, he's just endlessly searching. Who the opponent is, what their purpose is.
‘This abnormal power. It far surpasses the devil I met before. As he called himself, he must be a God.’
Then what kind of God is he?
Who on earth summoned him?
‘It is not easy for a God to descend to this land. It requires countless believers or a very long time. Prayers that include at least one of these two.’
And usually, both conditions are required. Along with a fixed location.
Some group prayed for a long time for the advent of this God.
For what purpose?
“Why is a God after me?”
Azier asked. Azier couldn't immediately think of a reason why he would be targeted by a God.
Of course, he had made many enemies while working as a pro, but there wouldn't be a God among them. Especially not Azier, who doesn't even possess divine power.
“What? Hahaha! No, no. I'm not interested in the likes of you.”
The boy laughed loudly and shook his head.
“My goal is not you, but Frondier.”
“…….”
“Well, to be precise, my purpose is to kill Frondier, but the other side doesn't seem to want that.”
The other side?
‘Then, does that mean this God, because of someone else, decided to target me instead of Frondier?’
The boy's golden eyes turned to the sky as if remembering something.
He was a talkative God, just like his appearance.
“They want to see how Frondier moves if I kill you.”
“……Indeed.”
Azier nodded.
Soon, the color in his eyes faded.
Azier, it would have been nice if they were after him.
This God is strong. Running away from this place is also an option.
However.
“I have to kill you here.”
Azier simply judged and spoke.
The boy smiles at that.
He said it on purpose, expecting Azier’s reaction.
Now Azier won’t run away.
“Humans who spit blasphemy are so cute.”
Thump!
Azier blocked the boy's foot with his spear shaft.
A foot that reaches here from afar and steps down, passes in an instant.
There's no way Azier can surpass this speed.
Clang! Crack! Thud!
The boy's continuous attacks. Azier simply focuses on defense.
“Hahaha! How long will you hold onto that broken spear—”
Slit—
But then, at some point,
“……?”
A wound appeared on the boy’s cheek.
It was closer to instinct and reflex that he turned his head and dodged.
In other words, he didn’t anticipate the attack coming at his face.
‘What?’
The boy backed away.
He was hit by an impossible attack. An attack that absolutely couldn’t come from Azier’s stance.
“Phew.”
Azier exhaled as if catching his breath and lightly swung his spear.
The spear, which was clearly broken, spun around following his hand.
“……?”
The boy is definitely seeing something strange right now.
But even with the eyes of a God, it’s hard to understand what just happened.
“……Did the spear just reattach itself?”
The boy voiced his question.
Then, a long grin spread across his face.