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That human kept opposing him with horrifying tenacity.

Using his privileges as the Divine Saint Knight of the order of Embinyu, he drained his once vast stores of mana strengthening his special link to the sealed Chaos dragon Ausoletto and flooding himself with divine aura which numbed his sense of pain and spiraled like a cloak around him.

He was the one chosen by the Godly dragon to channel its almighty powers, thus he was a warrior who personified the destructive might of dragons. His opponent, although hard to believe, was no hero. Clad in a battered traveler’s outfit, the blond mortal did not even have a class.

But the iron sword swung by that human showed irritatingly splendid skill. He begrudgedly had to commend the martial arts that man had learnt.

"We will finish this soon, you who are destined to die. However hard you try to fight, it will not change my victory. The power of that Galle, which sustained you in this battle, has all but vanished. He passed, leaving you nothing but small remnants of his power.

However, as punishment for your assault on our holy order I will not let you join him in death, for you will be sacrificed to the Embinyu!"

Thrust, slash, swipe.

The human's swordsmanship was ever-changing. There was not a single mediocre attack.

But he did not bother with them anymore, they all dealt negligible damage now. Completely casting away any notion of defence, he raised his golden Godly sword and retaliated with lightning speed.

To them the concept of time had vanished at some point in their battle. They fought constantly in motion. Each trying their hardest to slay the other.

Each of his strike held unimaginably concentrated power. Every time his sword swung, the landscape was changed. Stone trees were shattered and sent flying. Corresponding slash marks could be seen on the valley walls. Yet, without exception, the man had ultilised a combination of his own skill, luck and the once numerous stone obstacles on the battlefield to avoid the each strike with minimal movements.

Gradually the human had cast technique aside and simply thrust the sword. Aiming at his body, he thrust out the blade with a clear heart.

Again and again, he foolishly repeated it. With a clear heart. With a clear mind. Not thinking, not realising the futility of his struggle, not feeling anything.

With a final swing of his sword, he leapt back from the melee. He smiled. He had grown respect for the human in this battle during their long battle. A bit.

But, his last swing had completely flattened out the battlefield. With that the human could no longer ultitise it to evade his attacks.

"Galle, the god of battle, of whom you served has been exorcised and you can no longer avoid my attacks. Therefore, mortal, your hope has already vanished."

"...Nahh. We're just starting. With my last hit I felt that my preparations are over. Now I can finally fight for real."

So, he was striving for victory, fighting to the very end, he thought. Commendable spirit. It was truly magnificent fearlessness. Or maybe he was just a moron. Either way he would become valuable sacrifice to the Embinyu

Casually, he lifted the two-handed sword and activated his footstep skill with the last of his mana, rushing forth to crush the human with his divine aura.

The human casually took a stance and stabbed at his arm as if to cripple him and cancel the blow.

It wouldn’t work. It was his victory. The human’s weapon was too weak and the human lacked the strength to even harm him.

Just as his sword as about to decapitate the human, he felt a sharp pain as a magic seal of some sort activated and the iron sword pierced through both his arms forcing him to drop his weapon.

“Gaahhh!!!”

Your arms have been crippled and cannot move

Stunned and confused he stood frozen from the sudden pain.

Taking advantage of this, the human landed a series of rapid attacks aimed his legs.

Enraged, he quickly recovered and tried to headbutt the human. But just before he could carry out his attempt his legs gave way and he collapsed face first into the ground with a thump.

You left thigh has been pieced. Mobility has been severely reduced

Your right kneecap has been shattered. Mobility is non-existent

“GAAHH!! HOW? What sorcery is this??!” he demanded as he laid face first in the ground.

“Phew! That was the most fun I’ve had in ages”

“ANSWER ME MORTAL!!! How did you maim my body?”

“A simple trick really, if you hit the same point over and over again you deal additional damage. I figured it would work that same for you so I kept hitting the few points because I knew you would fall eventually. I probably wouldn’t have been able to do it if I hadn’t stored enough damage before my blessing wore off though.”

“Y Y You monster!!! Saying that is one thing but being able to actually to that to me–”

“I don’t want to hear that coming from you! It was a close call anyway my sword just broke but you can’t do anything now can you? ”

Frantically, he tried to roll away but experienced a chilling, oppressive sensation which prevented him from moving.

You were hit by The Might of the Ruler and you are unable to move

- Morale has dropped

- All combat related stats dropped

- Fighting Spirit has dropped additionally

- Skills are likely to fail

- Divine Possession has been dispelled

“Well, looks like I’ll have to do this barehanded now.”

HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT

With each hit, he felt an increasing amount of pain.

HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT

He could not believe it. He had enough power to put up a fight against Bar Khan and his endless undead army but yet against a mere adventurer he had been defeated.

HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT HIT

What was more, he was completely and utterly immobilised, deprived of even the right to scream in pain.

This truly went against common sense.

HIT

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha this game was more fun than I expected”

The laughter of the diabolical devil of a human was the last thing he heard before he died.

***

The Embinyu priest scrambled desperately away, clutching at a wound in his side. Trembling, he took out the necessary ingredients and hurriedly constructed a teleportation gate desperate to get away from the blond devil who had single handily massacred the elite Embinyu party in the Forest of Stone.

The priest had been blown away during the fight but had survived to witness the ridiculous victory the “human” had obtained. The battle had lasted over three days making it a mystery how the human had sustained himself without food, water or rest.

After slaying the Embinyu’s Divine Saint Knight a bright light had engulfed the blond human signifying a change in class. Additionally numerous shining spheres of light had descended spiralling from the heavens and had then too engulfed the human.

This phenomenon was something the priest and always believed to be myth. But now, witnessed it himself he could only tremble in fear and run.

As the teleport gate opened and warped him away, the priest prayed with all his heart that he would never meet the blonde man again.

For in his hands, that man now wielded the powers of…

…a godslaying devil.

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Never again will I decide to spam using italics...

And as some of you will notice this fight was basically appropriated(stolen) from the Campione! LNs. Just thought I'd mention it to avoid copyright infringement...

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