Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Chapter 195: The Second Level Pill

Bertovo grinned as he picked up a large sword nearby.

"The curtain of the show had just begun," as he slid rapidly, his every move leaving a trail of dust in the air that meant he did not care at all that his position was known.

DENTRANGS.

A slash slashed down from beside Souma which he held back well even though his body had to swirl in the air as it crashed about 1 km away. At that moment Bertovo had appeared behind him, it was not a teleportation magic but rather a body displacement where himself and the sword exchanged places.

"Your end."

He swung the sword from top to bottom, just as it swung Souma thrust his sword on the ground to keep it from being slashed, with just a distance of one inch the sword eye smashed the ground into the air.

Souma slid from behind the smoke through the puncture, before penetrating Bertovo he had disappeared replaced by a sword and in an instant lightning struck Souma's body from the sky which created a series of explosions.

"Gwahaha other than me if someone else touched the sword here they would be blasted by lightning, how would it feel?"

Souma stood up while patting his body making his enemy's face snatch annoyed.

"How can you still stand up because of such an attack?"

"That's probably because your attack wasn't too strong."

"Don't joke, this one sword is enough to destroy a city."

"I think you should try again."

Souma's attacking turn, using the lightning-ridden sword technique as his speed booster, he passed through every sword that blocked him, swinging easily from above, the sword Bertovo used to hold him broken easily, before his blade hit him swiftly he leaped backwards while pulling the two swords into his hand.

"Doubel Slash Ultimate."

Shouting his manager a slash of more than one lunged towards Souma forming himself like a semicircular blade. Souma gave a slash of wind to make him clash with each other.

Using an open gap, Bertovo appeared behind Souma. For him the second trick had no effect on him, by turning his body a kick hit his stomach, creating a wind explosion that sent Bertovo crashing for more than 10 km, he said, this room was similar to the earth rotating as his body disappeared he would appear on the other side.

"Gaaa."

After rolling around for a while Bertovo lay with blood spurting from his mouth.

"My ribs are broken."

The entire sword began to be plucked into the air, then swooped after Souma who was casually moving to and fro like the wind, his sword was also able to destroy some of the ones that shot at him.

For Bertovo it was obviously absurd, just to fend it off was already difficult especially if someone cut it into two pieces, his sword was not a children's toy all of S quality.

Only one answer he could accept.

His enemy's sword was not normal, other than that the concept of space and time had no effect on Souma.

In other words the enemy in front of him could also be called immortal.

Why is there such a person in this world?

Who exactly is this guy?

The more he thought about it the more his head ached and without feeling his entire sword had been destroyed.

"Actually who made your sword?"

"You're curious, who made her a goddess."

"It's just worth it."

"You believe it right away."

"Obviously, my whole sword is the strongest sword in the world it can't possibly lose to a thin sword like you."

Bertovo stood up while holding his stomach.

"Are you going to give up? If you do that I won't kill you."

"Silly, to me dying on the battlefield is an honor."

Bertovo took the next pill and swallowed it all at once until the overflow of mana gushed from his body, in an instant the wound on his body had healed, while the fire tattoo on his body began to grow bigger until it covered the whole.

"I'll show you a second-rate pill," he said grinning happily.