Chapter 324: Immortal Madman

Chapter 324: Immortal Madman

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In three powerful jumps, the King arrived in front of the massive humanoid monster that was threatening his army.

The Giant looked massive from where he was standing, taller than a tower, its limbs thicker than centuries-old oak trees, and the stench Rotting corpses smelled pleasantly in comparison to this abomination.

But King Robart III did not care. With a silent prayer to Innos on his lips and a fire in his heart, he jumped at the colossus, arriving at the eye level in a single leap, and swung his hammer with both hands, giving it his all.

"For Myrtana!"

BOOOM!

The Warhammer struck Giant's upper cheek, producing concentric ripples on the flesh at the point of impact, and knocking his head backward, nearly pushing him off balance.

Thud!

The Giant took a step backward, producing slight tremors in the ground, and stabilized himself. As he straightened himself, a small stream of blood dripped from the wound of his cheek. Ten seconds later it already stopped.

Barrel-like giant white orbs turned downward, as the Giant's sight focused on his attacker on the ground.

"Shit!" the King cursed with gritted teeth, realizing just how massive the difference in power was. Despite it being seemingly hopeless, he knew he couldn't just give up. His generals gave their all to lend him their power and were counting on him.

His commanders, his soldiers, his citizens, they were all counting on him. He couldn't give up!

"AAAH!" He roared, psyching himself up as he prepared for another jump.

He crouched slightly, bending his knees and feeling the pressure in his muscles build up like a volcano before erupting. He jumped!

That's when the slow-moving Giant reacted. His body moved, bending forward slightly, with a fist cocked back in preparation of delivering a devastating punch.

Robart's eyes opened wide in shock as he saw the fist rapidly approaching. Everything happened in an instant.

His life flashed before his eyes, realizing he might lose his life despite the ancient armor and increased power. The feeling of mortal danger flooded his brain and he subconsciously lifted his hands to protect himself.

At the same time, his armor started to glow, forming a thin blue membrane around his body.

Gerald mentally sighed seeing him struggle so much with such a simple task, so he decided to do one last good deed before leaving. He sent a strand of his magic, utilizing Telekinesis to open the vial.

The King noticed the action and looked up at the sky where Gerald stood, gratitude clear in his bloodshot eyes.

He then quickly downed the potion and closed his eyes with a raspy sigh Before entering another coughing fit.

"So stubborn," Gerald said and shook his head, "Almost as much as me."

Time was running out. The Giant has long since ignored his dying opponent, stomping out the soldiers underneath his feet, as a person would do with bugs.

"I'll remember your help, thank you."

"Hmm?!" Gerald jerked his head around, focusing back down at the King. The man was now standing straight like an old oak tree, all traces of death long since gone. He was on fire!

And by that I mean, he was literally burning! The flesh underneath Robart's skin turned white from heat, akin to molten rock from an active volcano!

"Oh, shit! That was the Elixir of Life?!" Gerald realized all of a sudden, completely disrespecting the potion by calling it by its shorter name. If the grand Royal Alchemist Bob heard him, he would probably try to pick a fight with him or something.

"I have lost my hammer, but no matter!" King Robart III announced as hate welled up within him. His bones snapped back in place, and his injuries burned off as he became a living torch in a suit of armor.

"Thirty minutes of immortality, huh? My Soul, my life, and my cultivation I'll give it my all to defeat this abomination!" he roared and exploded from the spot once again. His Aura rose to the peak for the second time as he fully recovered in less than a minute.

"Huh? What the hell is this lunatic doing?!" Gerald shouted. "Are you crazy?! You're clearly no match for the Giant!"

But his screams were ignored as Robart III rushed with all he had, striking one of the Giant's legs with his fists.

Boom!

As if on queue, the man came flying back a few seconds later and crashed into the ground at full force. The only thing was He freaking stood up just a moment later!

"Hahaha! So much pain!" the King laughed as his broken limbs snapped back in place, and his molten body began glowing even brighter. "If that's what it takes to kill you, I'll gladly take it all!"

The madman then materialized a battleaxe in his hands, and would you know it, he attacked again!

Boom!

Gerald looked at another fresh fissure in the ground, and at the laughing madman standing back up from it, facepalming.