66. Chapter 66
Repeating shallow breathing while kicking up the cobblestones, blood and mana were circulating in Walm’s body in a confusing manner. His lungs were thirsting for oxygen, and he could feel the blood rushing from the bottom of his belly.
The fight with the high ogre, a monster that shouldn’t be strange if called a quasi-commander, had been several hours ago. The high ogre had brought together some monsters and expanded the attack into a large offensive.
Walm was lucky. The humans in Dandurg Castle were on the verge of annihilation for sure, and although it was unclear whether they were proud or lacked in overall force, the movements of the monsters became careless.
Had he not succeeded in reaping the head of the colony first, Walm would have died, being pushed by a number of monsters and buried underneath.
Without pausing in one place, Walm kept moving, killing only the monsters in his direction of movement. When surrounded, he deployed 《Demon Fire》 to procrastinate the checkmate, and even if the monsters weren’t burned to death, they were at least burned to the point that their fighting ability was greatly reduced.
“Huff, ha, ahhh, huff, hah, huff ――”
Backed by the huge stamina and power, the half-burnt troll, enduring the low output of the blue flame, slammed the pillars of the collapsed barracks against Walm.
Walm tilted his upper body, slipped with the sole of his foot touching the ground, and jumped into the air. A pillar was approaching from the front, but it passed by without touching his body.
Swinging the sword with the momentum of slipping, Walm slashed the fibula and ligaments of the ankle, and the posture of the giant that lost support collapsed.
The troll punched its hand onto the ground and escaped the fall, but it couldn’t prevent the pursuit stab.
Penetrating the neck of the troll, Walm held his sword tightly without letting go of it.
Then, the sword continued to move to receive the war hammer the lizardman unleashed, shifting the trajectory of Walm’s body. Feeling the pleasant clang of metal, Walm twisted his wrist back.
The lizardman’s throat, which had hardened as if time had stopped, burst in a flash, and fresh blood flowed like a fountain.
A goblin leaped from the shadow of a troll’s corpse while hurling a scrap of iron that couldn’t be called a weapon at Walm. But he shifted half of his body, and the attack went right past him, posing no threat.
Walm then grabbed the goblin’s head with one hand, pulled it to his feet, and kicked it up with his knees. He hurled the unconscious goblin to the ground and smashed its head. At the same time, he felt monsters charging at him from all sides.
Mana was consumed, hot air spread, and blue flames eroded the surroundings with a slight delay.
A horned grizzly was enveloped in blue flames. Feeling its eyes being roasted, the bear closed its eyes and swung its mighty arms. From above, Walm slashed his sword down and crushed the bear’s skull, which swung its claws in all directions.
Relying on its sense of smell, a wolf with burnt fur jumped in even though its skin had been exposed. A longsword was inserted into its mouth and pierced the throat, causing the wolf to stiffen in midair. Smashing the corpse, Walm ran through the side of the corpse, chasing the rest of the dancing monsters.
How many times did Walm repeat slashing, wiping, stabbing, crushing, burning, and running? Not even Walm himself knew.
The slime that tried to sprinkle the digestive juice was roasted and its liquid body was scattered into the air.
A werewolf that had survived the fire tried to chase after Walm. A sharp claw that could easily tear his skin stretched, but cut through the air without scratching any of his muscles.
The werewolf was still close and tried to embrace Walm like a lover, but Walm’s answer was a rejection. Before its arms could grab his body, a sharp point cut the torso and the lower back broke, making it let out an agony scream.
It was a great outbreak that seemed to last indefinitely, but as the battles continued, the influx slowed down and Walm noticed that the number of monsters had dropped sharply.
It was as if what was written in the scriptures of Dīrgha Āgama, “Sañjīva”, Walm could imagine the future of his struggle there. [TN: Sañjīva, is the “reviving” Naraka (a.k.a hell), in short, it’s a place in hell, where it’s said that you’ll be killed by something hot like fire, or fiery weapons, then you’ll be revived, killed again, revived again, as many times.]
Walm felt like his limbs were heavy as lead (Pb), his viscera were screaming, and his eyes were trembling with dull pain. From the time he became aware of the end, his movement lost its fineness.
A lizardman thrust a short spear from behind. Walm crossed his legs and flipped, but his legs were slightly entangled with the spear.
Walm, deflecting the spearhead with the sword, then used《Strike》 in a bottom-up trajectory, rubbing the ground then into the air. The lizardman’s arms and neck were cut off, and blood blew out of its remaining torso and arms.
At that moment, Walm caught the creeping shadow while avoiding the blood splatter. The chin was torn to its cheeks, and the head and chest resembled those of a human, but the lower body was in the shape of a serpent.
Two daggers shimmered suspiciously. A pair of kris daggers, a weapon with a wavy blade like a Flamberge.
Walm’s hand was slightly numb when he caught the stab with his sword. Even in this situation, he couldn’t help but have extra thoughts, and this cost him his momentum in handling his sword.
“Hah, hah, haaa, huff―― “
Focus, look only at the monster in front of you.
Circulating his breathing, Walm managed to switch his gears.
The remaining kris dagger approached from the side, and the tail extended to his feet. Reflexively caught the kris dagger with the back of his hand, and scooped up and cut the tail that was about to entangle him with a sword. The “Lamia” tried to push to the end with another stab while making a menacing sound. Walm, on the other hand, took advantage of the longsword’s reach, and when he stepped on one foot, he slashed the Lamia from waist to shoulder.
The Lamia didn’t die immediately, but could no longer pose a threat.
Then, a “Poison Spider” jumped out of the rubbles, and at the same time, a double-headed “Orthrus” also jumped in, giving Walm no break.
Walm skewered the Poison Spider that fell from above and threw the convulsing spider at the two-headed wolf.
The Orthrus took a small step to the left and aimed both of its jaws at Walm, but with only one evasive action, and now had a chance to fight back.
Walm jumped back and extended his sword horizontally. The Orthrus was slashed on the neck, severing both heads in one go, and the body, having lost both heads, slid to the ground with great momentum.
Three orcs, which saw an opportunity, were approaching Walm, who was sluggish. The leading orc covered the vital area with a round shield while approaching, but it was easy for Walm to deal with it.
The knees were cut off as it was the blind spot of the shield wielder, and the orc fell forward. Walm then slid his finger into the orc’s eyeball and the blue fire penetrated.
The eyeballs instantly popped like popcorn and the brain was cooked.
The second orc thrust the spear, but the tip of the spear was crushed with 《Strike》 and just like that, the attack went to cut through the defenseless throat.
The orc tried to escape its death by holding down its throat, but couldn’t stop the bleeding with a magical barrier, which ultimately, only prolonged its life by a few seconds.
The last orc was approaching. Walm changed his grip and supported the pommel with one hand. He fixed his sword in its path and greeted the orc.
Feeling the point of his sword had pierced its heart, Walm pulled it out with a twist. The dead orc spat copious amounts of blood from the stab wound and its mouth, leaned against Walm, and finally fell to the ground.
Walm let his gaze wander as if he were twisting his neck. The surrounding monsters numbered about 30. Hundreds or more remained in Dandurg Castle, but the flood of monsters that felt like an infinity was finally starting to feel finite, somewhat manageable.
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Awesome chapter as always the part where he just goes on killing monsters without having any break creates a situation far too addictive
Thank you very much for the chapter