nucmednet Chapter 412 A Little Punch to Your Chest
Chapter 412 A Little Punch to Your Chest
Chapter 412 A Little Punch to Your Chest (Happy New Year)
Freya's feelings for Roy?
Helen is a Level 2 adventurer and Freya's chief steward. She has a certain degree of fame in Orario, even surpassing some Level 3 and Level 4 powerhouses.
"Shocking statement"
Through the magic mirror, Helen's words spread throughout the city, instantly eliciting countless cries of anguish. People wept bitterly, unwilling to believe it.
Why are the two major clans, Astrea and Freya, engaging in a war game? The entire city of Orario is abuzz with discussion, with various conspiracy theories, power struggles, and ideological clashes circulating.
Who would have thought that the root cause behind it was the most unlikely "relationship problem"!
"Heavens above, earth below!"
"Who said Orario's birth rate has seriously declined? There are still babies being born!"
"Gods of Heaven, if you can see what's happening in this world, please send down a bolt of lightning and strike that wretched stallion dead!"
In an instant, the entire Orario seemed to be overwhelmed by a strong sense of sourness and resentment.
Freya's countless admirers and lovers let out heart-wrenching wails and cries, beating their chests and stamping their feet, in unbearable pain, howling to the heavens, denouncing this injustice, why—why did it have to be that big stallion Roy! What exactly did he see in him?
Compared to most men, that bastard is only slightly better in terms of ability, looks, and status. Why did he win the favor of the goddess of beauty?
Anger, jealousy, resentment, despair—all sorts of complex and intense emotions converged into a monstrous resentment, which was poured out on Roy without reservation.
"Tsk tsk!"
Loki clicked his tongue. "Even that bitch Freya has fallen for her. What a heartless bastard! It's terrifying. I have to protect Aistan and Madam at home. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on her, I'll chop them up!"
Hermes smiled wryly. Roy might not be as strong as those famous heroes of ancient times, but his luxurious harem was unmatched by anyone, and he also had several noble goddesses.
Not only were others bewildered, but Roy was completely dumbfounded as well.
The war game began with the Hestia Familia, with the Astrea Familia directly confronting the Freya Familia to settle their long-standing feud—this was Roy's long-held reason, but it seems that's not the case.
Freya has ulterior motives!
But how could Freya possibly have taken a liking to him? Roy didn't have the insightful eye to observe souls, but based on Freya's attitude towards him, he could probably guess that his soul's brilliance was unlikely to win the favor of that goddess of beauty.
But that's exactly what happened!
Helen's words made it impossible not to believe that she could sense Freya's emotions.
"call!"
After a moment, Roy's eyes hardened again. Since he had chosen to go to war, Freya's reasons were no longer important. All he needed was the final victory!
"Is this your reason for leaving the main force?" Roy glanced at Helen casually, snatched the dagger from her, and threw it far away.
Helen, possessing the power of beauty in her youth, would be an absolute weapon on the battlefield. Her ability to control LV.8 adventurers would be a piece of cake. For this reason, Roy specially prepared Hestia as his trump card.
But the girl came up to him.
With only LV.2 strength, charm has no effect on Roy, and Helen is no different from feeding the enemy.
Hearing Roy's nonchalant tone, Helen's anger flared up instantly. Her voice rose in fury, "You bastard, you scumbag! Don't you know what kind of feelings she has?! How dare you so easily trample on the goddess's true love?!"
Despite Helen's angry rebuke, Roy remained expressionless and cold-eyed. What Freya's feelings were none of his business; the values of Freya's familia's crazy sycophants were completely different from those of normal people.
It's impossible to communicate with them normally.
Roy sneered, "Boring!"
Even if we take a step back, Freya's so-called "favor" is nothing more than coveting the unique brilliance in his soul. How can it be compared to the girls in her family who have shared life and death with her and placed their trust in each other?
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Hearing this, Helen became even angrier. She lunged at Roy, yelling, "You bastard!"
Helen's angry outburst, choked with tears, burst forth as she raised her two slender, delicate little pink fists and pounded Roy's chest with all her might.
boom! boom! boom!
The dull thuds continued, but Helen's strength was no match for Roy, whose small fists rained down on the boy's chest.
To onlookers, this scene was a stark contrast; it was less of an angry attack and more like a spoiled, unreasonable girl throwing a tantrum.
"Why! Why!!"
On Helen's delicate, doll-like face, tears welled up and swirled in her reddened eyes, threatening to fall but not quite, leaving tiny specks of light clinging to her eyelashes. Her stubborn biting of her lower lip, as she forcefully held back her tears, did not intimidate her at all; instead, it made her all the more pitiful and endearing.
At this moment, Helen showed no trace of the elite adventurers of the Freya Familia.
Just as Helen moved violently in anger and unintentionally flicked her long hair that was covering her right eye, Roy's phallus contracted slightly.
Swish!
Helen's waterfall-like silver hair flew backward, revealing her exquisitely beautiful face, which was filled with tears and anger, and a certain indescribable charm that subconsciously reminded people of the name "Shel Frova".
Looking at Helen hitting him as if she were being coquettish, Roy frowned. The behavior she displayed was completely out of character for Helen.
He couldn't help but think of the emotional connection between the magic of transformation.
Could it be that Freya, through the vessel of Helen, unconsciously revealed her true feelings after the veil of goddess's majesty was torn off?
The real Freya's personality does lean towards "Silph Frova," and she is not the aloof goddess of beauty. Realizing this, Roy remained unmoved and even wanted to laugh a little.
He judges people by their actions, not their intentions!
What Freya thought was none of Roy's business; the fact that she had caused him and the Astrea Familia trouble several times was undeniable.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Roy reached out and his long, strong fingers gripped Helen's wrist like iron clamps, pulling her forward.
"Well!"
Helen felt an irresistible force suddenly strike her, pulling her forward and causing her to stagger and fall. She instinctively tensed her muscles in an attempt to resist.
But faced with such an absolute disparity in strength, all resistance is like an ant trying to shake a tree—futile and ineffective.
Roy pulled Helen forward and, with a hand as sharp as a blade, gently chopped at the back of Helen's delicate neck.
click!
The shock, anger, and resentment in Helen's eyes dissipated. Her body went limp, and she fell forward, losing consciousness. A crystal-clear tear slid down her cheek.
Roy picked up Helen and casually tossed her to the edge of the arena. After all, she was a Level 2, not so easy to kill. He was the leader of the Astrea Familia, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't bring himself to kill her, but he made sure she could never interfere with this war game again.
Helen's "assassination" was just a minor incident, and Roy's gaze returned to Otta.
"it's over."
The towering Ota took in everything, its gaze calm, its beast-like, resolute face showing no sign of emotion.
"Roy, give it your all and prove yourself to the goddess." Ota's tone was calm. Unlike Helen, he relied on his beast-like, pure, and accurate intuition to vaguely perceive the goddess's thoughts.
Ota is Freya's adopted son and will not compete for the goddess's favor. However, for those whom the goddess takes a liking to, he will give them a test to make them show that they are worthy of the goddess's love at first sight. He will never allow anyone to tarnish the noble name of the goddess Freya!
轰」
Their gazes, seemingly unreal, clashed fiercely in mid-air like two divine weapons tearing through the void.
In an instant, it was as if an invisible thunderclap exploded, and a terrifying mental pressure and fighting spirit raged out like a tsunami from the point where their eyes met, squeezing the surrounding air and making it groan under the unbearable pressure.
Unlike the sharp and outspoken Allen, Ota is a pure warrior. When he moves, he is as powerful as thunder, and his aura is as heavy as ten thousand mountains.
Roy retorted without hesitation.
In terms of status, strength, and spirit, Roy is in no way inferior to Ota, and may even be superior. This confidence in victory was not formed overnight, but built up through one adventure after another. No matter what enemy he faces, he dares to challenge them.
Dead!
Those observing the battlefield through the divine mirror gasped, countless gazes fixed on Roy and Ota, their throats tightening and mouths dry.
The intense tension, the sense of impending doom, was so palpable that even those not in the arena felt their hearts skip a beat.
The fierce and the mad!
One is one of the two veteran heroes, and the other is a prodigy who reached LV.7 at a miraculous speed.
Before this, Roy had already fought Leon, but that was in training and it was just a friendly match. Now that he was facing another formidable opponent, the situation was quite different.
When it comes to Freya's feelings, Otta will show his power without reservation.
It not only distinguishes between the superior and the inferior, but also determines life and death!
This is a war game, and Roy also wants to defeat Otto, shatter the Old King, and have the King of Cinder ascend the throne, adding a glorious chapter to his great achievements.
"bring it on!"
Roy whispered, taking out the Elven Holy Sword from his spatial ring. Sensing the bloodline of the Elven royal family, he felt its sharpness emerge, and the slender blade trembled slightly.
Roy had used the Elven Holy Sword in public several times, so the people of Orario were no strangers to it. However, it wasn't until Roy reached LV.7 that the full power of this weapon was unleashed, and even from hundreds of kilometers away, people could feel its sharpness.
The momentum built up by both sides reached its peak!
The start of war is the final battle!
Two tigers cannot share one mountain. Roy and Ota both want to suppress each other's momentum, seize the initiative, and then defeat each other step by step!
Therefore, the first strike is crucial!
Neither of them made any rash moves, but remained where they were, frantically improving their condition.
"Silver Moon's mercy, golden plains, command me to be a fierce boar in battle. Bearing the goddess's divine will, charge forward!" Ota planted the Black Sword to the side and drew another greatsword, also a first-class weapon, worth hundreds of millions of Fali.
The pig-man's deep chanting began.
The greatsword in Ota's hand, imbued with immense magical power, burst forth with a dazzling golden light, as radiant as golden pig bristles, pure and heavy.
Click!
The space around the sword was visibly distorted and collapsed due to the terrifying energy.
Burning Heaven + Lingering Light + Overlord's Strike!
At the same time, Roy's elven holy sword erupted with crimson flames, like a roaring, world-shaking fiery dragon eager to burn everything, coiling around the sword's body, the scorching heat baking the surrounding earth red.
not enough!
Roy didn't hesitate to launch a simulated adventure, causing his stats to continue to rise.
As you can see, on Roy's stats panel, in addition to reaching S$ Dexterity, all other attributes continued to rise, all C, all B, all A—and the flame dragon on the Elf Holy Sword became even deeper red and more intense.
Feeling the surging power within him, Roy exhaled deeply, his eyes flashing like lightning as he shot straight toward Ota across the arena.
Hildes Veni!
At the same time, Ota was also ready.
Without any hesitation, Roy and Ota, the fierce and madmen who stand at the pinnacle of the world, stepped forward and ruthlessly swung down their weapons.
A golden sword beam, condensed to the point of being tangible and spanning the heavens and earth, and a crimson flame strike, roaring and burning away the void, collided fiercely.
Rumble rumble rumble!!
Through the divine mirror, the scene was broadcast throughout the city. Under the stunned gazes of countless gods, adventurers, and the general public, the golden sword light and the crimson slash collided head-on in the center of the arena.
In that instant, the sky collapsed and the earth split apart. A devastating spherical shockwave, centered on the point of impact, expanded instantly, engulfing everything in sight.
The entire island trembled violently and cried out in agony!
A series of enormous, bottomless rifts, stretching for over ten kilometers, appeared as if cleaved by a divine axe, their jagged forms unfolding amidst deafening tearing sounds.
The vast arena was divided in two.
The terrifying shockwave transformed into a destructive tsunami, crushing everything in its path and sweeping wildly in all directions. Towering trees were uprooted, rows of neat stone seats were reduced to ashes, and solid rocks were turned into dust!
Before the rise of the Astrea Familia, Ota and Leon were respectively known as the "strongest defense" and the "strongest attack". Although Ota was the former, the highest damage he could deal was no less than that of Leon!
The difference between the two is that after Leon uses magic, the residual light becomes a basic attack, while Ota only has one hit.
Aside from the fully activated adventure, that fiery slash was also Roy's peak strike under normal circumstances.
Without a doubt, both have reached LV.8!
People far away in the city seemed to feel that earth-shattering pressure, far surpassing the peak clash between Roy and Allen.
The entire island trembled violently, groaning as it teetered on the brink of collapse under the impact of this single blow!
A truly cataclysmic event!
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