Episode 93 The Ghosts of the Ancestors (4)
Each arrow Adonai fired was an extremely terrifying weapon.
But there was a grip that snatched it and crushed it.
“Stay away.”
Aquila. She stepped forward to block Vikir and Iyen.
Returning the eight death knights blocking her to the tomb where they should have been, she was now trying to confront Adonai, the ultimate peak of Balak.
Adonai, who led the old era, and Aquila, who led the new era.
These two twin peaks, each at the pinnacle of archery, are now face-to-face, transcending time.
Bikir swallowed dry saliva.
The battle between two absolute master class aura users touching the realm of the supreme is not something you can often see.
Even in the age of destruction, when the world was turned upside down every single day, the life and death decisions of the strong were not common.
“……What will happen?”
“It’s not even worth asking.”
Iyen, who was next to him, answered Vikir’s question.
She opened her mouth with a firm expression.
“My mom never loses.”
Iyen’s words show firm trust.
But the reality started to go the opposite way.
Kararak-
Aquila raised a large bow and aimed it at the front.
The thick bowstring was pulled by tremendous tension, and within a short time, a powerful sniper was ejected.
Kwak!
Aquila carried a silver aura and shot Adonai.
The hard solid aura flew like an arrow made of silver and pierced the black aura radiating from Adonai’s body.
[…]
Adonai also immediately counterattacked.
His fighting instincts were so sharp that they were firmly embedded in his dead body.
…Hook!
The black aura emanating from Adonai’s body exploded like steam.
The surrounding ground cracked apart, and thick sulfur gas spewed out from the cracks, and the black aura emanating from Adonai’s body flowed black as if it were flames from hell.
They stretched up to the sky riding a tornado, and were soon being cast as dark clouds in the vast sky.
Towards this thick dark cloud, Aquila exploded silver flashes.
The silver flash and the black trail devour each other fiercely.
It was so fast that Iyen, a beginner at the beginning of the graduate program, and even Vikir, a senior graduate student, could not properly track it with their eyes.
“Aquila-sama’s quick talk is comparable to Adonai-sama’s.”
“My mother’s archery skill is the best in the world. It’s not just limited to the accuracy rate.”
Literally, the two living myths were properly opening the eyes of the later warriors.
Aquila and Adonai engage in a battle without any errors.
It is basic to catch the opponent’s moving direction and movement line and fire an arrow in advance in a predicted path. Advanced techniques such as using the airflow of the opponent’s arrow in reverse to shoot a rotational shot or creating a parabola so that the arrow pops out from above or from the side do not matter. comes out unnoticed
…bang!
As Aquila bowed her head, a black arrow flew in and snapped the log behind her.
…pop!
As soon as Adonai leaps upwards, a silver arrow pierces the sandbar he is standing on, causing a tsunami of sand in all directions.
A one-on-one offensive and defensive battle.
……But as time passed, it was Aquila who was pushed back.
Spot!
An arrow shot by Adonai grazed Aquila’s side. The black arrows were slowly tightening Aquila’s breath.
But it’s not because of the difference between the two.
This is because Aquila needed a limited tool called an arrow, and Adonai did not need that.
Aquila, like Adonai, also sometimes condensed and shot only the aura without arrows, but it consumed too much mana and could not be used unless it was a really urgent moment.
On the other hand, Adonai fires solid aura arrows with 100% purity thanks to the energy of the negative dimension drawn from hell.
even.
“……Even the direction of the wind is unfavorable.”
Bikir frowned.
Adonai had his back to the wind, and Aquila was facing the wind head-on.
The wind of the flood was giving more and more power to Adonai’s arrows, as if trying to take the side, while the power of Aquila’s arrows was halved.
This difference was gradually becoming more and more visible as Aquila’s body condition with more residual scars.
Even Adonai’s sniping shots contained the poison of Madame Eight Legs!
Tsutsutsutsutsu……
The scars all over Aquila’s body are stained black.
On the contrary, her complexion was turning pale.
Ping-Pip-Ping-Ping-
Even the arrow Aquila sent started to deviate in a completely strange direction at some point.
The wind embraced her arrow and blew it in a different direction out of reach of Adonai.
It was as if the entire jungle was protecting Adonai. Is he really a god of the sea?
Bikir was troubled. How can I overcome this unfavorable situation?
At this rate, Aquila would lose and all of Balak’s warriors would also be pushed away by the Death Knights.
‘……Should I catch and kill Ahheman first?’
However, in order to do so, it is necessary to break through the iron wall of Adonai, which is holding on without budging from its place.
Furthermore, Ahheman did not withdraw all the Death Knights, but was focusing all his efforts on manipulating several named-class Death Knights, including Adonai.
Balak’s warriors are struggling to deal with the other Death Knights, whose spirits do not die at all, even if they are sprinkled with salt.
“Someone has to go and call the other warriors left in the village! At this rate…!”
The moment Bikir urgently shouted.
Iyen covered his mouth.
“Shh. I’m almost done now.”
“……?”
Bikir widened his eyes.
Her arrows fly in strange directions riding the headwind of Aquila, who is getting tired.
On the other hand, Adonai, who is still moving briskly.
Where the hell do you think you’ve won?
However, Iyen, who is better at archery than Bikir, seems to be seeing something different in his eyes.
Iyen. She watched with a bewildered expression at Aquila’s miracle.
“I see it. Yes. I can see what Mother is looking at.”
“……?”
Bikir just tilted his head.
at that time.
The strange thing happened suddenly.
…suck!
A mysterious arrow flew into the middle of Adonai’s back.
An arrow pierced straight through trembled.
It flew from behind, not from above, below, or to the side, from a completely unexpected direction.
[……?]
Adonai hesitated for a moment. There must have been only one Ahheman behind him, right?
but.
Per-billion!
Immediately another arrow flew in and lodged in the back of Adonai’s head.
And after that.
-Pippipipiping!
A huge number of arrows started flying ‘from behind’.
“What a hundred!?”
Ahhemman fell flat on the floor like a bug.
A few arrows flew from behind, tearing through Ahheman’s nape drum and grinding them.
“……!”
Bikir looked up with his mouth half-open.
Now I can see the identity of the arrows flying from behind.
Those were the blind arrows that Aquila had just been shooting!
Pipipiping!
Arrows rained down again from behind. Still aiming for Adonai’s back!
Whii-i-!
A bitter wind was turning Aquila’s arrows over to Adonai.
Only then did Vikir notice the cause of this strange phenomenon.
The arrows Aquila shot did not fly in the wrong direction.
At first glance, it seemed to have bent in the wrong direction, but it gushed upward in a whirlwind that raged all over the sea, and returned to its original place by spinning one full turn.
Like salmon running up a waterfall to the place where they were born.
To the place where the wind from the center of the black vortex that Adonai is creating begins!
…puck! …Puff! Quageek!
Adonai’s back, which had been completely exposed, turned into a hedgehog in an instant.
An arrow that bounces twice in the wind becomes more powerful than when it was originally shot and aims at the target.
Aquila’s arrows, which penetrate even rocks and logs, did not completely pierce Adonai’s powerful body, but they were still deeply embedded in a considerable part.
pop!
Another arrow landed on top of the arrow lodged in Adonai’s thigh.
Only then was it able to penetrate Adonai’s thigh, which caused Adonai to kneel on the ground after staggering.
Aquila raised her head with a tired complexion.
“Great ancestor. If you had been sane when you were alive, you would not have made such an elementary mistake. It’s sad.”
Aquila shot the last arrow at Adonai, who was now unable to move.
Blind arrows fly from behind, and blind arrows fly from the front.
Adonai couldn’t escape Aquila’s final sniping.
Fuck!
An arrow half embedded in the back of the head and an arrow half embedded in the forehead.
…Zeng!
The moment when two arrowheads touch at one point.
Kung-
Adonai fell to his knees.
Legends of previous generations bow their heads before the myths of a new age.
“…”
Aquila looked at Adonai, who knelt in front of him and bowed his head.
I didn’t really think about winning.
Aquila was at her peak right now, and Adonai, whom she had just dealt with, had already died of old age and was resurrected as a corpse.
Moreover, since he was a corpse puppet without basic intelligence, let alone the intelligence he had before, it could not be called a proper match.
‘If only Adonai had the power of his heyday…’
Aquila shook his head. Because only terrible results were expected that I did not want to imagine.
at that time.
“Kuaaaaa!”
A groaning sound is heard.
Ahhemman was struggling, clutching at Adonai’s corpse.
As long as the Death Knight made from Adonai’s corpse was defeated, the victory was over.
The few remaining Death Knights gathered around Ahheman, and a far greater number of Balak warriors surrounded Ahhemam.
“Now stop dying.”
Ayen glared at Ahheman with contemptuous eyes.
but.
Ahhemman’s gamble was not yet over.
He lost almost all of his vitality and mana and was crippled to the bottom of his body, but he still did not let go of his will to live.
“Do not come!”
Ahhemman gathered Adonai’s body and the corpses of the other ancestors in one place.
Then he grabbed a handful of the blood that flowed from his hand and mouth.
“If you come closer, your ancestors will be tainted with my blood!”
Everyone, including Aquila, stopped at the threat of Ahheman.
A superstition that if you are covered with the blood of a traitor, your soul will not be able to go to the warriors’ paradise.
At the last moment, Ahheman was intimidating others by relying on this little superstition.
At this rate, the souls of the warriors could not go to paradise forever because they were not enough to be fooled by Ahheman.
The situation was even more uncomfortable because he was already well versed in witchcraft.
“…”
Aquila raised her bow, but Ahheman cunningly hid close behind the corpses of his ancestors.
So all the warriors were in a state where they couldn’t act recklessly.
If you are stubborn, you may not be able to make your ancestors forever.
Right then.
“Everyone please step aside.”
Bikir’s voice was heard.
Where everyone’s eyes are directed, you can see Bikir raising his bow and aiming an arrow.
However, the arrow Bikir was aiming at was pointed in the wrong direction.
“……What are you going to do?”
Even Aquila, who used the wind to show an accuracy rate close to divine, couldn’t help but look at her eyes.
But, Bikir was confident.
“Climb to a higher place first.”
That was Bikir’s last advice.
at the same time.
Ping –
An arrow shot from Bikir’s bow flies in a parabolic arc.
The place where it was inserted was where the logs were piled up in layers, where there was a vine knot that held the wooden fences together.
…tuk!
The vines that Bikir cut off with his arrows fall to the ground.
yet. It seemed as if the numerous
vines
were being cut off one by one, and then the heavy logs began to move all at once.
When the wooden barrier dam, which was held in place by vines, collapses, the things on the other side spill out.
Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)
It was a wave of the Salt River, which was full of melted white salt from the river water that swelled during the long rainy season!
