ushernet Chapter 829
Chapter 829
Chapter 829: Chapter 208 This is the Warrior Chapter 829: Chapter 208 This is the Warrior —— She realized it.
“...I’m in a dream.”
Like thunder on a stormy day, Hayna jolted awake from her dream.
She was standing within dark thickets, the air filled with a dense, blood-stained stench—the smell of fresh blood.
Hayna still clearly remembered such a rain of blood.
On that day when Her Majesty Queen Isabel was attacked, Glass Island too had experienced such a blood rain.
And at that moment, she suddenly felt bouts of shivers.
It was as if someone had stealthily drawn a pistol behind her and was now aiming straight at her heart—that intense sense of danger instantly made her alert and vigilant.
...
Hayna turned around, looking in the direction from which the danger emanated.
The next moment, she saw thunder falling like rain.
There was a Lizardman with a fierce and terrifying face, transformed into lightning, clutching a long spear and charging toward a giant engulfed in flames!
The long spear in his hand was all too familiar to Hayna—she had even held it in her own hands before.
It was the natural weapon used by Penalty Demons, a long spear that could summon lightning when raised above one’s head!
It captured Hayna’s attention instantly.
But in the next moment, her gaze was completely drawn to the Lizardman’s combat techniques!
It was a set of strikes that flowed smoothly, possessed both power and beauty in their execution!
The fearsome giant, like a demon from hell, was forced to retreat under his onslaught.
“Is this...
a Lightning Strike?
And a mighty power slam?”
Hayna vaguely made out one or two moves from the process of the Lizardman wielding the weapon.
These were combat techniques she had struggled for years to master—up till now, she had rarely had the chance to use them herself.
These moves typically required build-up, but the Lizardman had a magical way of incorporating the charging process into the execution of other combat techniques.
“Lightning Strike” also demanded special handling, and the attack speed had to reach a certain level...
yet he perfectly met these requirements with the finishing move of another strike.
Indeed...
there was no mistake.
—— It was the “Combo” skill!
The white robe spoke, and a clear, youthful voice rang in her ear: “It once belonged to the Pillar God of the Path of Strength, Supreme Heaven.”
The white robe slowly “walked” forward—as it moved, the Lizardman Warrior happened to slay the burning giant demon!
Streams of lightning and flames surged like waves, and the hollow white robe was thereby stripped into a vague, illusion-like human form.
A tall, straight back, hair reaching down to the waist, broad and powerful shoulders.
And those arms that naturally spread out to the sides while slowly pacing, as if to embrace someone before him.
Hayna was transfixed for a moment, then suddenly came back to her senses.
...wait, Supreme Heaven?
She shivered, fear evident in her eyes—she did indeed know this secret, but it was a taboo subject in Avalon!
However, the transparent soul resembling Aiwass, clad in the white robe, continued moving forward: “He was once the protector of the Giants.
They are the man-eating race that has lived on Avalon Island for two thousand years.
Humans, Dwarves, Lizardfolk, and Elves were all on the Giants’ menu.
“——Until five hundred years ago, the Silver-Crowned Dragon led the gods to defeat the Supreme Heaven, causing the Giant’s Country to collapse, and vanquished by the Knights of the Round Table.
Thus began the Avalon of today.
“And before the destruction of the Giant’s Country, there existed the most widespread and common Extraordinary Professions...
“They were the Transcendents with the lowest threshold and likewise the first Extraordinary Professions.
“Destined for ‘war,’ devoted to ‘battle.’ All who use force, actively or passively, could embrace it.
No need for books, no teaching, no mentors, no materials—even a common villager could take up this occupation—as long as he held the courage to face battle.
“Facing danger directly, enduring hardship, singing praises to hope—adapting amidst adversity, unleashing the primal Strength of life, awakening the animalistic essence for survival...
“The purpose of conflict is for better survival.
To change oneself to stay alive, to adapt to the environment, to master violence, thereby gaining the ability to harm others or prevent harm from others...”
The white-robed figure suddenly stopped walking.
He finally said:
“——This is the [Warrior].”
Hayna looked up and noticed that she had unwittingly walked out of the forest.
She was now standing on a cliff, overlooking the distant lands.
Continuous war cries and sounds of battle rose and roared like Thunder.
It was a fierce war between a group of Lizardfolk and a winged race.
Countless warriors were locked in battle.
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