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.'

head to the

'How?' but I never gave him time to think about it as I pressed my hand against his chest and

Booom—!

palm, his body was propelled backward

"Huek!"

pointing my finger in his direction, four more rings

hand, and his body

Booom—!

massive crater formed

"Haaa....Haaa..."

to make it look as though I was having a tough time. What better way

much easier if I paid more

I secretly regretted my decision to only learn to use the chip in the

chip inside my head that

direction in which Azeroth's eyes were looking, the path that his body was shifting toward, and the hand that he was raising, I was able to figure out

It was a lifesaver.

'Let's finish this.'

Marquis-ranked demons were

began

in front of Azeroth, who was being restrained by more than twenty

'Will twenty rings do?'

head and pressed my hand down in the air. A total of five additional rings materialized in the

shaking came to a

"Khhh..."

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

was stuck to the ground after using the second effect

been a couple of rings on his body,

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

the restraints,

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

moment that I realized that

my body a little and

the help you've lent me in the past. Had it not been for you, I

I said those words, I pressed my hand down, and the ground beneath me cracked. Azeroth's body buckled under the strain, and his core shattered with a flick of

like that, Azeroth died, and the surroundings came to

SHIIIING.

my sword from my waist, unconcerned about the reactions of those around me. Then, pressing my foot against the ground, I propelled my body

'...This much should do."

***

of the battlefield from a gigantic orb were several

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

obvious that the war had come to an end, with the orcs

everyone's attention was drawn towards a particular figure with black hair and blue eyes that reaped through the hordes of demons inside

quite pale, which was a clear indication that he was growing increasingly tired. However, with the assistance of Silug

all that human's

point the finger of blame for their defeat in the direction of the mysterious human who had suddenly

only a small portion of the

and the others should have been able to

yeah, it's all that

able to

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

Tap.

terrifying energy started

"Prepare yourselves for battle."

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