Chapter 51 Cocky Bastard [part 2]

Chapter 51 Cocky Bastard [part 2]

Northern stood ten meters away from the hideous monster, both of them drowned in a grave silence.

The surrounding monsters stared in silence, even the generals that stood together in the corners showed slight interest, giving only side glances.

Northern held the Mortal Blade up, looked at it for a second and smiled, looking back at the monster, the onyx blade disintegrating into white sparks.

The hideous creature raised its browless eyes, with a slightly visible sneer.

But Northern just smiled viciously in two seconds, another weapon began materializing in his hand.

They were the few things he got from war, a long silvery long sword was in his right hand, and a dagger was in his left hand.

'I've never tried using dual weapon but I've always wanted to...'

Northern looked at the monster that stared at him indifferently.

At once, both of them darted at each other, traversing the land with a blurring speed.

Northern's eyes widened as his legs propelled to movement. It felt easier to execute than when he had loads of thoughts in his head and no experience to pull it off.

Since his clone had gone through smelting by real time battle with the onerous leader, and had now burnt that experience into his own bodies, Northern's capabilities had increased by leaps and bounds.

He made a sharp stop in between swinging the silvery sword largely at the approaching monster.

It was a sneaky move. Anyone would expect that they at least clash together. However, being able to put an abrupt stop to his speed after shooting off with full speed also showed a great deal of control that even the generals marveled at.

The hideous monster, raised its axe over its, head blocking the swing. Its axe whirled through the air with bludgeoning force, but Northern was no longer there.

He had anticipated the monster's countering strike and pivoted away in the nick of time. His boots scraped the hard earth as he changed direction in a blink.

Northern's dagger flashed like liquid silver, deflecting the axe's backswing before it could cleave into his exposed flank.

Gnashing its teeth, the hellion pressed its advantage, raining down a hailstorm of overhead chops. The weight of each blow caused the ground to tremble.

Northern's heart raced as he took on every blow, his every nerve ending alive with an odd excitement.

'Is this how it feels to know what you're doing in a battle'

The deafening clang of steel against steel reverberated through the air as his blade and dagger collided with the creature's massive axe.

He danced back, lithe feet carrying him out of reach of the sweeping arc, only to dart in again with blinding speed.

Northern's arms strained under the relentless blows, and he could feel his energy waning.

Gritting his teeth, Northern grimaced.

With a sudden burst of speed, he darted to the side, narrowly avoiding a devastating strike from the monster's axe.

Seizing the opportunity, he lunged forward, his long sword and dagger poised to strike.

But the monster was one step ahead. It anticipated Northern's move and swiped its massive hand, knocking the weapons out of his grasp.

The long sword and dagger clattered to the ground, leaving Northern momentarily defenseless.

The monster seized the opportunity and launched a brutal counterattack with a slight grin on its hideous face.

Its fists pounded against Northern's body, sending a shockwave of pain through his entire being.

He flew threw the air and landed in a roll, spitting blood as he tried to get up.

He supported his body with his hand and knees for a couple of seconds, coughing.

'This bastard... that last strike, he didn't hesitate. In fact he looked like he was smiling.'

Northern grabbed the sand and spat on last time before looking at the hideous monster that was staring grimly at him.

'I guess I still have a long way to go huh... just you wait. I'll be the one to end you.'

The monster strolled towards him and stretched its clawed hand. Northern looked at the hand, disgusted but he currently had no choice.

He had to embrace these monsters... at least for now.

It wasn't like he was expecting thar he would defeat this death guardian of his.

All he intended to do was test how good he is and he had come to see it. He was good enough to hold his own against an hellion ranked monster.

Killing one might be suicidal but now he knows he can survive should he encounter one.

As compared to his first encounter with Night Terror.

Northern gritted, eyes shimmering with dark flames of ecstasy.

'Crap... thinking about being able to kill Night Terror one day is bringing joy to my bones. I just want to go to war already!'