Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection

48  Chapter 48: Mission E (16)

Clank!

The level is definitely different from the creatures of rank F; this is another level. If they were rank F, they would already be dead, but they are beasts of rank E, or in other words, silver medium. They can attack from a great distance; those arms are not normal, they are too resistant.

Clink! Swoosh!

They basically have my same power range. That is dangerous, but at the same time exciting. They are putting up a fight; they are not at all fragile.

ROARR!

For some reason, they have the ability to fight in a group. They are somewhat synchronized. The mist around us forms a circle where we have visual on each other, so I can see them clearly. I still think they are too big.

Bang! Auge!

Executing my footwork, I move to the right. I quickly block their hands with my sword. I feel another attack coming from behind. Turning my feet, I make my sword descend to confront it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fast footsteps approach from my left. It is running towards my position. I see it running with 2 big legs and open hands, thinking of cutting me in half. I execute my footwork and position myself in front of it.

Swish! Grifo!

Feeling my presence, it abruptly turns its body, twisting its spine a bit. Its arm twists in an unnatural way in my direction, attempting to swipe at me. I react quickly and lower my head. Taking advantage of its unprotected back, I gather strength in my feet and jump backward. Gripping my hilt tighter, I apply even more aura.

Slash!

With a quick attack, I manage to cut off its arm.

ROARRRRRRRRRRRR!

The arm falls lifeless to the ground; the wound where the cut occurred is in black flames. That's new. The beast grabs the wounded area with its right arm and tears off the piece of flesh where the flames were.

ROOOOOARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Seizing this opportunity, I execute my footwork, disappearing from my position. Placing my sword in a horizontal position, I take a small jump to reach its neck. Gathering strength in my arms, I execute my next attack.

SLASH! GRIFO!

Its head detaches from its body, falling to the ground, embracing the darkness that once consumed it. Black blood came out of the wound on his neck.

Auge!

Its large body falls to the ground, dead. One less, three to go. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

ROARRRRRRR! ROAR!!! AUGE! AUGE! AUGE!

The ground trembles again. Apparently, they are annoyed that I killed one of their own. One is coming straight ahead, and the other two from the left and right.

My senses activate. I quickly block its attack with my sword in a vertical position, but I cut nothing. Looking forward, my eyes widen. Now I can see it; I understand what skill he used when we were trapped. Now I know why I couldn't feel when my sword cuts something tangible.

Looking directly at the beast, I see a portion of the mist heading towards its hand. Closing its hand, it compresses it and launches it towards me.

Bang!

Blocking it again, I understand the situation. It was wind magic, but it is rudimentary and poorly done. Somehow, this beast can control a small portion. The mist in its hand compresses, and the air takes the form of a small ball. Although invisible, it is dangerous; the force with which it is launched is dangerous. As in any battle, the priority is to finish off those who can attack from a distance.

My feet move very quickly, running crouched with both hands gripping my sword. I head towards it.

ROOOOOAAAAAAARRRR!

The beast, instead of going on the defensive, takes it as a challenge and runs towards me with open hands, showing its terrible claws.

"Well! That's a real battle!" I shout. Truthfully, I didn't expect it; the two creatures behind stayed still. Apparently, they didn't want to interfere. I smile; indeed, this is very exciting.

Closing our distance, everything happens in slow motion: one attack, one opportunity. There is nothing else; it's all or nothing. I face it head-on; the hair on its head disperses. I can see it directly in the eyes. Its skin color is bluish, and its eyes are pure white; it's disgustingly horrible.

Moving my sword forward, I feel my blood rushing; my heart rate increases, expectant of the outcome.

The beast, with its right hand, launches its attack. It's a direct attack; no traps, no tricks. Face to face, running, I bend my feet, applying force in my arms. My knees touch the ground; with a horizontal attack, I strike directly at its abdomen.

Slash! Slash!

Our bodies pass each other; time returns to normal flow. Grabbing my arm, I feel a warm substance running down my forearm.

Auge!

Behind me, the beast resembling a skinny yeti, with extremely long limbs, falls to the ground cut in half.

Grabbing my wounded arm, I stand up. Looking at my wound, I see 4 red marks; they are deep, I can even see the bone. It hurts a lot, of course, but it's not time to complain; there are still two more. Hearing small footsteps, I see Elsa. She lets out a sigh before taking out a small recovery potion.

"Here, take it, you got hurt," picking up the potion with an ironic smile, I remove the cap and drink it directly. Instantly, I feel a burning sensation in my arm, as if that part is on fire. Clenching my teeth, I endure the pain.

Auge! Auge! Auge! Auge!

Turning around, I find myself directly facing the last two.

"Elsa, behind me," she quickly disappears with the help of the mist.

"All right, guys, it's time to finish this."

ROARRRRRRRR! ROARRRRRRR!