The Author's POV

Chapter 630

I was in a real dilemma at the moment.

Azeroth's rank was approximately rank. It was an impressive rank, but for me, who was one rank ahead of him, his pressure wasn't anything that made me feel 'threatened'.

With all my skills and sword art, he couldn't kill me unless I let him hit me.

Not only that, but my current goal was to make it appear as if the battle had been hard fought.

That meant figuring out how to keep my strength in check while also displaying something good enough for the other demons to believe that getting rid of me now, rather than later, was the best option.

"How should I do this? ...Should I just let him hit me first and then attack, or should I just pretend to get hurt?"

Unknowingly, I began to blurt out my thoughts. Azeroth's glare made me notice this as his figure vanished and reappeared in front of me.

Unlike some of the opponents that I faced in the past, he wasn't one to talk much as he directly attacked after hearing my provocative words.

He was so quick that it appeared as if he had teleported to me.

Clang—!

I easily parried his blow by extending my sword to the right, where it collided with his sharp claws and produced a deafening metallic ring that reverberated through the air.

"Uek!"

I let out a loud 'groan' and moved back a couple of steps in the air.

"Pretend to be hurt? With this strength? "

Azeroth's furious voice reverberated throughout the air, and his figure vanished once more. The next instant, he was standing right next to me again.

"Pathetic!"

Swooosh—!

As his claws came hurtling toward my face, I felt a wind that was both chilly and acerbic blow past me.

In that split second, I saw a few strands of my hair softly fly in front of my vision, and at the same time, I felt a sharp sting on the area directly below my right eye.

Azeroth's figure materialized not long after.

"You dodged that?"

He asked in a tone that suggested he was somewhat surprised. In the meantime, I reached up to touch my face and felt a wet sensation on my palm.

'Blood...'

His last attack had caused me to bleed.

'This is much harder than I thought.'

Not engaging in conflict with him, but rather making the fight seem closer than it actually was. I would have been in a bit of trouble if the chip hadn't told me where to move in order to get grazed.

'He's coming again.'

I felt a sudden surge of demonic energy coming from opposite me. Without a doubt, Azeroth was pissed.

Once more, his form vanished and then reappeared in front of my very eyes. This time around, he was moving even more quickly than he had in the past. It wasn't just by a little bit; rather, it was by a quite significant margin.

'Right eye.'

the precise instant that he vanished from view, I cocked my head to the left. His lanky arm materialized in the exact position where my head had

in surprise. He seemed to want to scream 'How?' but I never gave him time to think about it as I pressed my

Booom—!

my mana into my palm, his body was propelled backward at

"Huek!"

backward, and he let out a painful groan. Shortly after that, pointing my finger in his direction, four more rings formed. All four pressing

downward with my hand, and his body

Booom—!

crater formed

"Haaa....Haaa..."

though I was having a

been so much easier if I paid more attention to the chip inside

to use

was only because of the chip inside my head that

he was raising, I was able to figure out where exactly he was going to try to attack and easily predict

It was a lifesaver.

'Let's finish this.'

sweep of the battlefield, I noticed that the other three Marquis-ranked demons were fighting against Silug and the other orcen chief, still unaware of what

began to

of Azeroth,

'Will twenty rings do?'

hand down in the air. A total of five

came to a

"Khhh..."

all his might to break free from the hold, but it was a futile effort

the ground after using the second effect

been able to escape if there had only been a couple of rings on his body, but with over twenty-five rings on

"You!...You!...You!"

the

and there I saw them working together to stop the Marquis-ranked demons

moment that I

my body a little and whispered to

in the past. Had it not been for you, I would've never

cracked. Azeroth's body buckled under the strain, and his core shattered

that, Azeroth died, and the surroundings came to

SHIIIING.

drew my sword from my waist, unconcerned about the reactions of those around me. Then, pressing my foot against

'...This much should do."

***

entirety of the battlefield from a gigantic orb were

the gigantic orb that stood in the middle of the room and the figure that stood at the far end of the room as an eerie and

was fairly obvious that the war had come to an end, with the orcs emerging victorious as

particular figure with black hair

like a god of death, stomping and slaying all the demons that were in his immediate vicinity. His face was quite pale, which was a clear indication that he was growing increasingly

all that human's

Almost immediately, he began to point the finger of blame for their defeat in the direction

was only a small portion of the real army they had, the demons that were present still held an increasing

Azeroth and the others

it's all

he didn't join in, we would've been able

more demons joined in on the discussion, the room, which had been relatively

Tap.

precise second, a distinct low-pitched noise could be heard reverberating throughout the entire hall. Immediately after that, a terrifying energy started spreading stealthily

"Prepare yourselves for battle."

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