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.'

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

in surprise. He seemed to want to scream 'How?' but I never gave him time to

Booom—!

I focused some of my mana into my palm, his body was propelled backward at high speeds, only coming to a

"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 down

my hand, and his body

Booom—!

massive crater formed beneath

"Haaa....Haaa..."

as though I was having a tough time. What better way than by

I paid more attention

to only learn to use the chip

because of the chip inside my head that

hand that he was raising, I was able to figure out where exactly

It was a lifesaver.

'Let's finish this.'

I noticed that the other three Marquis-ranked demons were fighting against Silug and

body began

of Azeroth, who was being restrained by more than

'Will twenty rings do?'

watching Azeroth for a while and noticing the rings shaking, I finally shook my head and pressed my hand down in the air. A

shaking came to a

"Khhh..."

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

the second effect of

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

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

out of the restraints, Azeroth glared at

a brief glance toward the distance, where Silug and Omgolug were, and there I saw them working together to stop

at this moment that I realized that I needed

my body a little and

grateful for the help you've lent me in the past. Had it not

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

like that, Azeroth died, and

SHIIIING.

my foot against the ground, I propelled my body forward

'...This much should do."

***

the battlefield from a gigantic orb were several

waver between 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 menacing stillness spread throughout the halls that they

point, it was fairly obvious that the war had come to an end, with the orcs emerging

with black hair and

the demons that were in his immediate vicinity. His face was quite pale, which was a clear indication that he was growing increasingly tired. However, with the assistance of Silug and Omgulong, he was able to continue reaping through the lives of the

all that

by a demon. Almost immediately, he began to point the finger of blame for their defeat in the direction of the mysterious human

to begin with and that the army that left was only a small portion of the real army they had, the demons that were present still held an increasing resentment

not been for him, Azeroth and the others should have

all that humans'

in, we would've been able to annihilate all of

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

Tap.

after that, a terrifying energy started

"Prepare yourselves for battle."

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