The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 149

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The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (149)

Each combat technique requires a minimum distance to be effective.

While it varies depending on the weapon, hand-to-hand combat could inflict damage on an enemy with just enough space for a single fist.

You could twist your waist to strike with your shoulder, bite, or even deliver a headbutt.

However, when using weapons, a bit more distance needs to be secured.

Knuckles, daggers.

These weapons require at least enough space to swing your arm, and while longer weapons have the advantage of attacking from farther away, they also require more space.

Among all weapons created by humanity, the one capable of attacking from the greatest distance was the spear.

A weapon with a blade attached to a rod, its reach could vary depending on the length of the rod.

A typical spear was roughly 3 meters long.

Including arm length, it was a tremendous weapon capable of killing enemies from a maximum distance of over 4 meters.

Since most attacks consisted of thrusting motions, it was simple and served as the main weapon for soldiers.

However, Heritikan had further developed this simple spear technique, earning the title of Belikezel’s greatest spearman.

Simple yet with each strike reaching the pinnacle of perfection.

The spear technique Heritikan used was something you couldn’t block even when you knew it was coming.

But…

‘How…?’

Heritikan stared at the situation unfolding before her eyes as if she couldn’t believe it.

The sight of her severed arm floating up into the sky felt far too surreal.

However…

“Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaak!”

Along with the pain traveling up her arm, Heritikan screamed without realizing it.

The distance between her and Red-haired Comrade just moments ago was half a step.

It was barely enough space to swing a fist, so how could he swing a spear?

And to cut off her arm that was strengthened with mana…

“Kugh!”

But there was no time to think for long.

Heritikan, with her severed arm, grimaced fiercely and quickly pulled her body back.

At that moment, her pupils wavered.

‘Oh no…!’

Wasn’t this the same as giving Red-haired Comrade the optimal distance to use his spear?

And much faster than expected.

Swoooooosh!

Arteon’s spear thrust toward Heritikan’s neck.

“Eek!”

Heritikan threw herself sideways ungracefully and rolled on the ground.

Blood from her severed arm splattered like paint across the white snowy plains.

Heritikan hastily grabbed her spear with her right hand and aimed it at Arteon while glaring at him with fierce eyes.

“Huff… huff… huff…!”

Her breathing became ragged and her shoulders heaved.

Too much had happened in just a few seconds.

‘How can someone who looks so young…’

Have such cold eyes?

Arteon, standing on the opposite end of Heritikan’s spear tip, calmly stared at her.

Thanks to her carelessness, he had been able to cut off her left arm.

She seemed to be using mana manipulation to stop the bleeding.

“Sorry, but I need to go help over there. I don’t have time, so let’s finish this quickly.”

“Says who!”

Heritikan shouted angrily at Arteon’s words.

But Arteon launched himself toward her as if he didn’t care.

Whoosh!

Snow swirled violently from where Arteon had been standing.

Moving as if disappearing, Arteon instantly moved behind Heritikan.

Arteon’s gaze followed like an afterimage, flashing with blue light.

Chill!

Heritikan quickly turned around and swung her spear.

Her balance was off due to suddenly losing her left arm, but even accounting for that, it was a tremendous attack.

Swish!

Heritikan’s spear tore through the air, aiming for Arteon.

Whoosh!

Arteon lightly lowered his body and dodged her attack.

While it was certainly a threatening attack, the gap between them had already widened.

‘I’ll end it this time.’

If they had fought without such variables, the battle would have continued for quite a long time.

Her actual skill was superior to Bowkartaon, whom he had fought before.

But precisely because she possessed such excellent skills, he was able to create variables.

Her pride in her abilities and Arteon’s appearance likely played a part.

She probably never expected that an Imperial Soldier who didn’t even look like an adult would possess such skills.

And due to that carelessness, Heritikan had to pay a terrible price.

One that might be her last.

“Hyaaaaaah!”

Clang!

“Uaaaaaaak!”

Clash!

The path of a spear wielded with one hand was utterly simple.

It wasn’t even a weight that could be properly wielded with one hand, and she needed to use her body’s rotational force to increase destructive power.

But the current Heritikan couldn’t utilize any of her advantages.

She was merely swinging her weapon desperately.

Arteon didn’t force his way in recklessly.

The aura being discharged was excessively strong.

It was truly like a final burst of light.

It resembled someone burning their last flame.

Grip.

Arteon tightly grasped Iglis and watched her carefully.

Even while dodging attacks, he was constantly searching for an opening.

And the moment her spear cut through the air once again.

Flicker!

The aura surrounding Heritikan’s spear tip began to waver greatly.

The mana she had been pouring out relentlessly had finally reached its limit.

And Arteon didn’t miss that opportunity.

Swoosh!

Claaaaaang!

“…!”

Arteon forcefully deflected the spear thrusting straight toward him.

Heritikan’s pupils shook greatly at this strike from Arteon, who had only been dodging like a slippery eel until now.

The deflected spear pointed toward the sky, and simultaneously her right arm holding the spear was forced upward, leaving her body completely open.

“N-no…!”

“Yes.”

Arteon’s eyes flashed.

Immediately after, Arteon aimed at Heritikan’s torso and thrust his spear without a moment’s hesitation.

Thud!

The blue aura cruelly pierced through her body.

She barely managed to twist her body and avoid vital spots, but.

“Kyaaaaaaah!”

Between her right chest and shoulder.

As Iglis pierced through that spot, Heritikan let out a scream.

“He, Heritikan-nim!”

“Protect Heritikan-nim! Quickly!”

The Kar Tribe Warriors nearby shouted in shock.

They rushed toward Arteon in desperation, but.

Bang!

“You cannot take a single step in that direction.”

They showed expressions of despair seeing the Silent Spear Unit blocking their path.

“Get out of the waaaay!”

“Break through! Protect Heritikan-nim!”

Her personal guard too.

The other Kar Tribe Warriors were also in urgent crisis.

However, the Silent Spear Unit raised their shields and firmly blocked them, buying time.

And in that brief moment.

“Urgh… Urrrrrgh…!”

Heritikan squeezed out all her strength, gripping the spear that had pierced her body to prevent it from moving.

She struggled desperately to survive somehow, but.

“Don’t feel wronged, this place will become the grave for all of you anyway.”

Starting with Belikezel, we will continue marching north.

To reclaim more than what we had lost until now.

And…

‘If we take control of This Land… Them will inevitably surface.’

For the next Emperor’s position, they can no longer delay.

So…

“Die.”

Slash!

Arteon twisted the spear he was holding and slashed it sideways.

Red blood spurted out, and her body, split almost in half, collapsed raggedly to the Ground.

Thump.

The moment Heritikan’s life was cut short.

“Heritikan-niiiiiim!”

“Uaaaaaaah!”

“I’ll kill them all!”

The Kar Tribe Warriors nearby screamed madly and charged forward.

At this moment, it felt as if Arteon and the Silent Spear Unit members had become the villains.

However, Arteon turned around coldly and looked at Them.

They had always been the ones attacked and invaded, but.

‘This time…’

They were the invaders.

Whether This Place was Them’s homeland or not, such things didn’t matter.

If they couldn’t devour This Place anyway.

‘In the end… they would be devoured again.’

His past life.

Hadn’t he experienced it for over ten years?

Arteon clenched his fist tightly and shouted.

“Eliminate all those barbarians!”

“Kill them aaaall!”

The Imperial Army, which had been fighting fiercely in Central, finally broke through and entered inside.

Seeing this, Arteon spoke to the Silent Spear Unit members.

“Silent Spear Unit. Join with the allied forces in Central and break through to the enemy’s heart.”

“Yes!”

“Understood!”

With the allied forces joining, Grain would be sufficient for command.

Arteon turned his head to look at the other remaining Kar Tribe executive.

If even that guy falls.

‘We can claim half of this war.’

No matter how much it was Kar Tribe land, warriors of that level weren’t scattered everywhere.

“Phew.”

Thanks to defeating Heritikan relatively easily, he had some breathing room.

Arteon exhaled lightly and drew up his Mana again.

Whooooom!

Mana spread throughout his body, strengthening his physique once more.

And…

Thud!

Arteon’s figure began charging rapidly toward where Isaac and the soldiers were.

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‘Damn…!’

Korzan, who was dealing with Them whining before his eyes, couldn’t believe the current situation.

The Imperial Army was holding out better against him than expected, but that wasn’t the problem.

‘For Heritikan to die so futilely like that.’

Even seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe it.

Especially the sight of her arm being cut off in the beginning was so incomprehensible he couldn’t properly recognize what had happened.

‘Dangerous.’

He could tell at a glance.

That guy was the one who killed Bowkartaon.

How could such a warrior be in This Place?

‘He’s much stronger than expected…’

Cold sweat trickled down instantly.

He wasn’t confident he could win 100% even if he fought.

However…

Grind!

Korzan bit his lips tightly.

Even so, he couldn’t avoid this situation.

Korzan shouted.

“Request reinforcements! I’ll hold that guy!”

This wasn’t a situation where he could fight while carelessly conserving strength.

Then Korzan used all his power to draw Aura into the Axe and club he held in both hands.

Whooooom!

With strong vibrations, Aura rose from the Axe and club in his hands.

At the same time.

“Take cover!”

Isaac shouted to his Subordinates and quickly swung his Sword.

Crash!

“Krak!”

Destructive power incomparable to before.

He barely managed to block the aura-infused attack.

“…Damn.”

A single strike had created cracks in his sword blade.

It meant blocking this guy any longer was impossible.

‘Still….’

Everything that needed to be done was finished.

Isaac quickly got up from his position and created distance from Korzan.

“I’ll leave the rest to you.”

“You’ve done well.”

Arteon, who was passing by Isaac, gave a brief reply and looked at Korzan.

“Now it’s you.”

This war.

Today they would seize victory completely.

The Northern Plains where the sun was slowly setting.

Two auras emanating fierce killing intent began charging at each other with bared fangs.

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