Goblin Kingdom (Last Part)

Volume 4: Chapter 301 - And Then, Death (2/3)

The winds rode on the man's great sword, and the lightnings accelerated it, but the deflected long sword was imbued with divine authority, and the Shockwaves it left in its wake could even hurt the man.

"AAaAtivvvVv!!!"

"Dieee!!"

No matter how desperate the man attacked, he could never hope to reach the sword of a god. The technique, the strength, and above all, the divine authority contained in the sword would leave a fatal wound if taken head on.

In fact, every clash wounded the man's body and shaved away at his life.

Yet despite that──

Metal clashed with metal. Blade clashed with blade. As scattered sparks bloomed, yet another collision came. Even should their swords break, already, they have clashed 20 times. Yet the will of the man continued to resist against Ativ's gale with his own storm.

His fingers broke, his arms were half-shredded, blood poured ceaselessly, and the bones of his legs could already be seen, yet still, he stepped forward.

His breath-turned-flames have already stopped.

Yet despite being in this world where gods crossed over, the man did not pray.

To overturn his fate, he wielded his sword and turned away even the underworld.

He single-mindedly advanced.

So long as a fragment of soul was left in that body of his, not even the gods would be able to stop him from walking forward.

The black flames no longer protected the man. With the manifestation of the underworld, their power have long been directed toward the resurrection of their master. What was riding on the man's blade was his indomitable will and a hint of the power of the old gods.

Before long, his soul would be exhausted.

Yet even then, the man continued to advance.

"────!"

He couldn't even yell anymore.

Neither could he feel the souls of his powerful foes urging him to advance.

Even the souls of his reliable subordinates pushing him from behind seemed distant.

Despite that...

The man swung his blade and advanced.

He has come this far. Why shouldn't he be able to take the last step?

Just one more strike.

There was just one last step remaining.

And through that simple thought, they clashed another twenty times.

His lungs burned, his eyes lost color, his ears gradually stopped hearing.

Yet even as he fought against the master of this world and contested against his divine power and skills, the man's will refused to yield.

Before long, Ativ was driven into a corner and began to yield under his sword.

"O──OooOOAAA!!"

Ativ bellowed out to encourage himself.

The enemy before him was that strong. He didn't even have time to attack with his True WordsMagic anymore. If he dared to direct his attention to that, the adversary before him would destroy him.

This monster which he had brought upon himself was so powerful he was certain of it.

His adversary should have long gone past his limits. So how could he keep moving forward, swing his sword, and fight against a god such as himself? Ativ couldn't understand.