The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 74
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The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (74)
Tense air pierced into his lungs, and his heart pounded heavily.
Along with the sound of wind rustling the leaves, Arteon’s gaze fixed on him.
Makrowdon.
Meeting that guy here felt like it might not be a coincidence.
“…Are you telling me to overcome the walls of my past life and move forward?”
The shocking memory of when he first met him.
The memory of when he truly felt fear toward the Kar Tribe came vividly to mind.
But…
Grip.
“The me now is very different from back then.”
“What incomprehensible nonsense do you keep babbling? Do you have mental problems?”
Makrowdon, who had been charging toward Arteon, spoke. But his axe was already falling toward Arteon’s face.
Crash!
The spear and axe collided, spreading an impact sound as if the entire earth was ringing.
“Kugh! This is it!”
Along with the clash, Makrowdon shouted loudly.
He had absolute confidence in his own strength.
He had always overwhelmed his opponents in countless battles.
And with the first strike.
From just one clash, he could tell his opponent was exceptional.
Makrowdon gripped the axe handle tightly with an expression as if his blood was boiling.
“All the guys I’ve met so far were boring… You’ll have to entertain me.”
He was smiling, but his eyes were stained with madness.
The fighting spirit of one who survived long battlefields was fixed entirely on Arteon.
But…
Clang!
“…!”
Arteon deflected the guy’s axe and kicked off the ground.
Thud!
Along with Arteon’s form rapidly closing the distance, Makrowdon’s pupils shook greatly.
‘Closing the distance?’
Considering that the weapon he used was a spear, this was impossible.
The advantage of a spear as a weapon was its long range compared to swords and axes.
It was because of the explosive thrusting power using that long distance.
‘But…’
To throw away that advantage himself and invite death.
Makrowdon raised his axe while emanating a beast-like aura.
‘I’ll crush you with pure strength…!’
He would show this guy who fearlessly charged with a spear the terror of the world.
Makrowdon’s axe was once again fiercely swung toward Arteon.
Swish, whoosh!
Though it was clearly threatening, Arteon didn’t back down.
Rather, he gripped the spear short and pulled it close to his body.
Swish!
He rotated his body and swung the spear in a short arc.
Crash!
A strong roar erupted as if metal was being torn apart.
Destructive power incomparable to just moments before.
The heavy impact felt in his wrist made Makrowdon flustered.
‘I’m being overpowered in strength…?’
Ridiculous.
In terms of strength, he wouldn’t lose even fighting a 5th Star warrior.
He who boasted physical strength that could be counted on one hand even within the Kar Tribe, to a mere rookie like this…!
“Hraaaah!”
Makrowdon shouted loudly and swung his axe consecutively.
Attacking the guy who was stuck in ultra-close range wasn’t difficult for him.
However…
Clang! Clang! Crash crash crash!
“…!”
Somehow, the guy deflected even his speed-increased attacks completely.
No, that wasn’t the end.
Swish!
The guy who had the spear on his shoulder moved it behind his waist, then bent his waist and moved quickly.
Just when that strange movement seemed soul-stealing.
Slice!
Makrowdon’s brow furrowed at the sensation felt in his side.
Though not deep, blood was flowing down along with a red line.
It was only because he instinctively twisted his body, otherwise he would have suffered a major injury.
“This bastard…!”
Makrowdon bit his lips tightly.
He wanted to immediately draw up his aura and split the guy in half.
‘The guy can also use aura.’
Then it was better to use aura when he could be certain.
Using aura could increase destructive power, but it put considerable strain on body and mind.
Rather, if he used aura first and wasted it meaninglessly, the tight balance could completely collapse.
“Hup!”
Bang!
Sparks flew and metallic sounds continued.
Irregular spear technique.
Without a doubt, this was the first time he’d seen this style of spear technique.
Clang clang clang clang!
The guy’s spear passed several times in an instant in front of his raised axe.
If the momentum shifted like this, he’d never regain it.
“Hrah!”
Whoosh!
Makrowdon’s axe swung greatly and split the tree that was in front straight through.
But Arteon, who bent his waist greatly, avoided the recent attack while simultaneously letting go of the spear he was holding.
‘Did he drop it?!’
Deep killing intent seeped into Makrowdon’s pupils.
If he split the guy’s body in half like this…!
But that was the moment.
Arteon, who was watching the spear falling to the ground, strongly kicked the end of the spear shaft with his right foot.
Thud!
Whoooosh!
At that moment, Iglis shot upward.
It was exactly that technique from before, which had pierced through a Kar Tribe warrior’s jaw and through the top of his head in ultra-close range.
“…!”
At the spear extending at tremendous speed, Makrowdon unconsciously raised his axe.
Claaang!
“Kragh!”
A scream burst from Makrowdon’s mouth for the first time, along with pain that felt like his wrist would break.
Four or five steps back.
Arteon leaped into the air toward Makrowdon, who had retreated unable to withstand the impact.
Thud.
Arteon caught Iglis that had been deflected by the guy’s axe and sent flying into the air.
And in an instant, he concentrated his mana.
‘I’ll kill you… Makrowdon…!’
Swoooooooosh!
Makrowdon’s expression hardened at the fierce strike plunging down in a straight line.
Because he instinctively knew this attack couldn’t be easily blocked.
Wooooooong!
Soon after, red aura wrapped around Makrowdon’s axe, emanating intense energy.
It was stronger than any power he had shown so far.
“Ta, Taman!”
“Taman used aura first!”
And all the warriors watching knew what that meant.
But…
“I was waiting for this.”
Flash!
Blue aura also formed clearly and solidly at the tip of Arteon’s spear.
The blue aura shone brilliantly without a single waver, solid as if a sharp sword had been overlaid on the spear tip.
Makrowdon couldn’t hide his surprised expression at that sight.
‘Th, this crazy…!’
He never thought he would see such highly refined aura.
However, there was no time to think long.
“Hyaaaah!”
Kwaaaaang!
Blue light and red light collided, creating a tremendous explosion.
Kurrrrrrrrrrng!
With a roar as if the air itself was rupturing, the surrounding bushes swayed greatly, caught in the wind.
Dust and leaves swirled like a storm, obscuring vision.
Grgrgrgrgk!
Arteon and Makrowdon, who had been pushed back by the shockwave, looked at each other.
Makrowdon bit his lips and muttered to himself.
‘This guy… isn’t just strong. Technique, power, and overwhelming concentration…’
The guy’s eyes were focused solely on killing him.
The tension of the battlefield.
The thrill of combat.
Pure killing intent that excluded all such things. No…
‘Strong will that emerges when surpassing something…’
What on earth had made that boy like this?
But that didn’t matter.
The original purpose was just to keep that guy trapped here anyway.
Probably by now…
“Your comrades are all dead by now.”
“…Don’t underestimate them.”
“What?”
Arteon raised his spear.
Before long, his sharp gaze flew toward Makrowdon like a hidden blade.
Arteon continued speaking.
“Captain Hadel, Sir Seran. Both of them aren’t people who would be easily defeated.”
Even if those guys had positioned themselves and launched a surprise attack, they would respond quickly.
“Were you thinking of keeping me trapped here?”
“…”
“No… it’s the opposite.”
Arteon knew how strong the power Makrowdon possessed was.
And the warriors he led as well.
That’s why…
“Rather, you’re the one whose feet are tied here, Makrowdon.”
“…Arrogant little brat.”
Fighting spirit surged again in Makrowdon’s eyes.
He had been continuously concerned about the situation on the other side.
‘Now such things…’
He seemed to understand why a warrior like Ulgrak had shown such interest in one Imperial soldier.
‘This guy…’
Has a talent for driving people mad.
Makrowdon, who had been radiating intense energy, spoke to Arteon while trying to maintain his composure.
“From now on, the nature of the fight will be a bit different. I acknowledge that you possess power equal to mine, but…”
Swish.
Makrowdon stepped back one step.
“In rough terrain like this, you can’t beat our warriors.”
Makrowdon said.
“Kill them all.”
The moment Makrowdon’s order was given.
“Hyaaaah!”
“Kraaaah!”
The Kar Tribe warriors who had been conserving their strength rushed toward Arteon’s unit.
But…
“Unit, defensive formation!”
Clack! Clatter!
With Arteon’s command, the unit members quickly formed ranks and prepared for battle with those guys.
‘In terms of individual skill… as he said, the Kar Tribe warriors would be overwhelming.’
Especially in such rough terrain, that difference in individual skill would be even more pronounced.
However…
‘We have our own way of fighting.’
That was tactics and formation.
And the Imperial Army’s battle formation was…
“Strong.”
As the two groups clashed, the misty hill began to be stained with blood.
* * *
“Lord Rauben!”
Adjutant Erd came running quickly toward where Rauben was, shouting.
Rauben, who had been calmly looking at a map alone, turned his gaze and asked quietly.
“What’s the matter?”
“A letter has arrived!”
“…? Are you saying the letter sent to the Legion Commander has already arrived?”
Only one day since sending the messenger.
Even if the content had been transmitted through magical communication from the intermediate city, this speed was hardly comprehensible.
However, looking at the letter Erd handed over, the sender was not the legion commander but Leorn, the commander of the Northeastern 4th Defense Line.
Rauben’s brow furrowed.
‘Leorn? He would know we’re here, but what kind of letter at this point…?’
The moment he broke the seal, the contents of the letter came into view.
His expression immediately hardened.
Erd asked cautiously.
“What’s the matter?”
Rauben folded the letter and answered briefly.
“…Erd, gather the troops immediately.”
“Pardon?”
“We’ll take the back route and sweep out the Kar Tribe Warriors remaining at their main base. There should be plenty of remnants who are injured and unable to participate in the forward battle lines. Given time, those bastards will rejoin the front lines as well.”
Rauben’s eyes gleamed coldly.
“We’ll completely cut off that sprout.”
“Yes, understood!”
Erd moved quickly without asking further questions.
Left alone, Rauben gazed toward the forward position for a moment.
“…Hmph, quite an interesting strategy they’ve employed.”
But his gaze remained cold.
‘However, if they fail to achieve victory in that forward battle, the main force could instead be attacked due to lost momentum.’
If such a situation arose, they would know he couldn’t send reinforcement forces…
Rauben slowly began to smile.
“Are they that confident…?”
Either way, it didn’t matter to him.
Whatever the outcome, Leorn would bear all the damage.
And Rauben moved with heavy steps, feeling curious about whose mind had conceived this interesting strategy.
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