The Automatic Rooting Range Is Too Wide - Chapter 139
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Auto Looting Range Too Wide Episode 139
Episode 139: Northern Spearman (2)
The spearman didn’t retreat and swung his two-handed axe.
The clashing two-handed axe and twin swords. Both were pushed back with tremendous recoil.
“…!”
Bewilderment appeared on the Northern Spearman’s face.
As if he couldn’t believe that a mere variant had fought on equal terms with him.
Mincheol was equally surprised.
‘I became this strong with just one necklace?’
Right now, Mincheol was wearing the necklace he received from Alcamalca.
A unique-grade necklace that increased health and strength by 150 each.
Thanks to it, he was able to cleanly deflect the Northern Spearman’s attack.
“Has a mere variant who hasn’t even received the Grand Warlord’s grace gone mad!”
The Northern Spearman swung his axe repeatedly in anger.
Mincheol parried the two-handed axe with his twin swords.
Clang clang-!
A thunderous sound erupted each time the weapons clashed.
The spearman’s attacks were fierce, but Mincheol was no pushover either.
“Variaaaaant!”
The spearman’s rage reached its peak as Mincheol fought on equal terms with him.
However, Mincheol didn’t miss it.
The calm look in his eyes, contrary to his words and actions that seemed to have lost reason to anger.
Suddenly, the Northern Spearman kicked the ground with his toes.
Dirt and dust flew toward Mincheol’s face.
It was a sudden attack, but Mincheol had already reacted.
He tilted his head back to avoid the dirt. At the same time, he swung his sword toward the spearman’s side.
It was a slash with proper force behind it. He was confident he could cut through to the organs.
“Haaap!”
Just before the blade made contact, the Northern Spearman let out a battle cry.
At that moment, red energy covered his entire body.
Scraaape-
The blade bounced off as if it had scraped against rock.
Mincheol was greatly surprised and created distance.
‘What did he just do?’
It was a phenomenon similar to what happened with Kurmakdurumak.
‘Did he call upon the Ancestral Spirit to block the slash?’
Mincheol looked at the Northern Spearman with a curious expression.
“Well, this is something.”
The Northern Spearman also looked down at his own side with apparent curiosity.
“It’s already surprising that a mere variant fights on equal terms with me. But to put a blade to my body? The other spearmen would laugh for ages if they knew.”
The Northern Spearman was still looking down on Mincheol.
However, Mincheol had figured out this orc’s nature from their recent clash.
‘He’s just pretending to look down on me. To make me let my guard down.’
Earlier too, he had pretended to be angry while throwing dirt to try to incapacitate Mincheol.
He was a chillingly calculating fighter.
“It hurts my pride to use this against a variant… but I can’t stay in enemy territory for long.”
Red energy surrounded the spearman’s body.
At the same time, tremendous momentum burst forth.
It was weaker than Kurmakdurumak’s.
But his instincts still warned of danger.
“Let’s see you handle this too!”
The ground exploded and the spearman’s figure disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the spearman reached Mincheol and brought down his axe.
Mincheol threw his body backward to avoid the axe strike.
Crash-
The axe embedded in the ground. The earth shattered and surrounding buildings shook.
‘He suddenly became this strong?’
Just by calling upon the Ancestral Spirit, his destructive power had greatly increased.
The problem was that it wasn’t just destructive power that had increased.
Swoosh-
The axe embedded in the ground immediately sliced through the air.
It was so fast that the motion of pulling out the axe seemed to be skipped.
Mincheol hastily bent his waist back to avoid the attack.
But he was half a beat too late.
Slice-
His chest was cut shallowly and blood flowed out.
‘So this is the true power of a spearman?’
It exceeded expectations.
Mincheol felt his heart pounding.
‘I really made the right choice to fight.’
A smile naturally appeared. It felt like adrenaline was gushing in his head.
However, separate from the enjoyment, he instinctively knew it would be difficult to counter like this.
“Kkwak, buff!”
Kkwaekkwi dove down from the sky. A storm enveloped Mincheol.
【’Kkwaekkwi’ uses ‘Warm Wind Wingbeat’!】
【All physical abilities increase by 10% for 10 minutes!】
【Movement speed increases by 20%!】
The spearman laughed pleasantly at the sight.
“Variant! What was that just now? Is that your Ancestral Spirit?”
It wasn’t an Ancestral Spirit, but there was no obligation to correct him.
Mincheol charged toward the spearman. His body felt light thanks to Kkwaekkwi’s buff.
“Don’t want to answer? Then die!”
The spearman initiated his attack.
In a split second, Mincheol quickly scanned the orc’s movements.
‘Diagonally from upper left.’
‘Horizontal slash from the right.’
‘Overhead, downward strike.’
Mincheol dodged the spearman’s axe strikes in succession.
While doing so, he thrust in his twin swords. Cuts were carved all over the spearman’s body.
“…!”
The Northern Spearman’s eyes widened like lanterns.
Soon he laughed loudly and shouted.
“For a mere variant, your swordsmanship is quite good! It’s skill that even the Grand Warlord would be satisfied to see!”
The spearman swung his axe even faster.
But none of it reached Mincheol.
Mincheol freely avoided the attacks while slashing the spearman.
Anyone could see that Mincheol was overwhelming him.
“Uhahahaha!”
However, no sign of defeat could be found on the spearman’s face.
As if he still had strength left in reserve.
“It seems I’ve finally met a proper opponent!”
The red aura emanating from the spearman became even clearer.
The next moment, something amazing happened.
The red aura formed the shape of an orc.
The intangible orc overlapped with the spearman’s body. It was a dizzying sight.
‘What is that?’
Mincheol was bewildered but didn’t stop his attack. Just as he was about to slash the spearman’s shoulder.
At that moment, the orc’s form swung its forearm and deflected the slash.
“…!”
At first, he thought he had seen wrong.
Mincheol continued his attack. But this time too, the orc’s form blocked the attack with its forearm.
It wasn’t just defending either.
When Mincheol ducked his head to avoid the axe, suddenly the orc’s form threw a punch.
‘This is insane.’
Mincheol crossed his twin swords to block the punch. His body was pushed back.
“Variant! You’re so shocked you can’t think straight!”
The Northern Spearman shouted triumphantly.
He was right. Mincheol was beyond surprised—he was in shock.
‘Manifesting the Ancestral Spirit was literally what it meant.’
The spearman was manifesting the Ancestral Spirit and utilizing it for both offense and defense.
This was practically like fighting two against one.
“How long are you going to stay shocked? Let’s start again!”
The Northern Spearman moved again.
He left defense to the Ancestral Spirit and focused solely on attacking.
Mincheol swung his twin swords several times, but the Ancestral Spirit deflected them all. Occasionally it would throw punches too.
Eventually, Mincheol had no choice but to abandon attacking and focus on evasion.
‘At this rate, I’ll be at a disadvantage.’
His attacks weren’t getting through at all.
The tide of battle had completely reversed.
Mincheol realized he needed to change tactics.
‘Let’s think simply.’
The Ancestral Spirit’s appearance was shocking, but ultimately the range it could defend was limited.
It could only block within the reach of both arms.
‘Then I can break through.’
As soon as his thoughts were organized, Mincheol activated a skill.
【Activating skill ‘Black Horn Bullet Form’.】
【Consuming ‘140’ mana.】
He activated the skill while creating distance.
The Northern Spearman immediately lunged forward.
“Where do you think you’re running!”
Of course, Mincheol hadn’t created distance to run away.
【Activating ‘Sure Kill’.】
【Consuming ’40’ mana.】
Along with the skill, he threw the longsword in his hand.
“Such a simple attack won’t work!”
The Northern Spearman didn’t even bother defending.
He had the Ancestral Spirit after all.
【’Kaela Marbenia’ is activated.】
【210 mana is consumed.】
【Please specify an item from inventory.】
So Mincheol activated one more skill.
A hand axe appeared from thin air. The Northern Spearman was startled.
“What?”
The Ancestral Spirit couldn’t react in time to the completely unexpected attack.
It deflected the hand axe a beat too late.
‘Right, there’s no way it can perfectly block every attack.’
Just discovering there was a gap was a huge gain.
Mincheol threw his other longsword. This time too, a hand axe appeared from thin air.
However, the Ancestral Spirit wasn’t to be underestimated either.
Whether it had gotten used to it in that brief moment, it cleanly deflected both.
“Your hands are empty!”
The Northern Spearman didn’t miss the opening. He closed the distance to secure his advantage.
【’Miraculous Universal Gloves’ summons an item.】
Then, hand axes appeared in both of Mincheol’s hands.
The spearman was shocked at the sight.
“What is this now…!”
Mincheol threw the hand axes in succession. Of course, he activated Kaela Marbenia.
He threw twice, but four weapons flew.
The Ancestral Spirit swung its forearms to deflect the projectiles.
Two daggers that couldn’t be blocked in time lodged in the spearman’s shoulder and thigh.
【’Miraculous Universal Gloves’ summons an item.】
Consecutive throwing.
This time too, the Ancestral Spirit couldn’t block all the attacks.
Two hand axes lodged in his shoulder and chest.
【’Miraculous Universal Gloves’ summons an item.】
The Northern Spearman had no choice but to stop attacking and focus on defense.
He laid his axe flat to try to block the throwing weapons.
The problem was that this was exactly what Mincheol intended.
【’Flame Explosion’ is activated!】
The side sword caused an explosion.
Red flames engulfed the spearman’s upper body.
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“Kraaagh!”
The Northern Spearman.
Dumbagtumbag let out an agonized scream while engulfed in flames.
No matter how much he had summoned the Ancestral Spirit, he couldn’t withstand an explosion of this magnitude.
‘Damn, how did those southern pigs raise such a monster?’
Skills that overwhelmed him, a spearman.
Even the power to throw projectiles or draw weapons from thin air.
‘This one is dangerous.’
Dumbagtumbag instinctively knew this variant would become an obstacle to the Northern Army.
‘No one can obstruct the Grand Warlord’s will! Absolutely not!’
Dumbagtumbag burned his own life force.
The more life force consumed, the clearer the Ancestral Spirit’s form became.
To manifest the Ancestral Spirit required consuming life force.
No matter how much of a spearman he was, consuming this much life force was dangerous.
But Dumbagtumbag didn’t care at all.
‘I’ll kill him even if it costs me my life!’
With this, Dumbagtumbag was practically wearing full-body armor.
He was confident he could block any projectile the variant threw.
“Mutant! Go ahead and try throwing them around!”
Shouting this, Dumbagtumbag charged forward.
But contrary to Dumbagtumbag’s expectations, the mutant had summoned only one weapon.
A dagger carved from gemstone, shaped like an awl.
‘Just one? Has he run out of weapons?’
Right now, Dumbagtumbag was wrapped in the Ancestral Spirit. There was no way a mere dagger could pierce through it.
So Dumbagtumbag didn’t bother blocking the dagger. He thought it would be better to move his feet one more time in that moment.
That was his fatal mistake.
Thunk-
The flying dagger embedded itself in Dumbagtumbag’s chest.
Neither the Ancestral Spirit nor his tough hide and muscles could stop the dagger.
A tingling pain spread throughout his entire body. Dumbagtumbag suppressed the agony.
He had already prepared himself to die anyway. One embedded dagger wouldn’t be a problem…
【Activating ‘Lightning Strike’.】
The dagger lodged in his chest spat out blue lightning.
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