Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 53-1] The Defining Reset Fight

"Hey, waji*ngan! You're a lizard without a brain now!? Stop whining, and fight me! We finished the fight yesterday."

Arson hissing. Poking out his tongue with the forked-like tip of a snake. Staring at Mog using his reptilian eyes, then laughing out loud.

"Come out, if you really want to be defeated again, pecu*ndang!" challenge Arson with his hissing voice.

Arson raised one hand as an order, which made the lizards gradually retreat. Form an arena for his re-duel against the Mogs.

The man with the roar's face, calmly stepped through the protective dome. Out of the supernatural asylum, to enter the bloodthirsty territory of the enemy. But-from what I saw-not a single line of fear was engraved on his face. The wide smile he drew was like the grin of a hungry tiger, which found prey.

"Woofy, Shege, prepare to attack in case the lizards hit the Mog!" my orders in a whispering voice. Both mystical animals degrade the position of the body. Prepare to act, if the conditions of my command are fulfilled.

"Prepare for me losers again. This time I'll make sure you don't survive like before. Died in the most horrible way!" Sneering Arson, full of confidence.

"Oh yeah? Does the monster also add to your sword skills? that's only one level above old granny with gout!" Mog laughed out loud.

Hearing the abuse that so hit from the mouth of his opponent, Arson inflamed and immediately lunged. Attack him with a slash from above. Want to split the opponent's head, with full force.

Mog drew his sword. He swung it up to welcome the cursed sword. Simultaneously, a white glowing luster accompanied his movements.

Trang!

The two magical sword beams collide. A cold purple glow, and a warm white highlight, pressed against each other. Friction creates sparks and static electricity jumps.

We shuddered to watch it. It was as if there was the misfortune of a hot, frozen wind seeping through the walls of Gaia. Squeeze and trim the nape of each pair of eyes. Perhaps the effect of the magic power residing inside those two weapons.

Seconds pass. Mog's legs are raised to then stomped as tight as possible. Kicking hard ulu heart lizard nobleman who became his opponent. Mog was pushed back a few steps, in search of the missing balance point. Meanwhile, on the other hand, Arson was bouncing with a muffled scream.

"Damn it!" umpat Arson followed by a grunt. He stood up and directly attacked, without any hesitation done as a prefix.

It seemed like Arson's form just now, really made his body stronger. If ordinary people would immediately vomit blood, if exposed to a hard kick under the chest like that. However, even now he could continue attacking, like without feeling the pain of a single item.

Sliding the body of half his lizard crashing at the opponent. So sure and sturdy, without any shakiness, even though he did it suddenly and haphazardly.

Trang!

The two glowing swords clashed again. Many times to buy and sell attacks. Creating a series of sparks and static electricity jumps, along with the sound of metal collisions blaring, when both are hit.

If this was all just an action movie, of course I would enjoy it while eating a large bowl of popcorn, and a glass of soft drink. Devour it without taking your eyes off the show screen. How not, their duel was like a light sword fight between two Mister Joday, in the famous Star Gelut movie. I even feel it's more exciting and stressful.

After another gun complaint, Mog shifted his position with half-circular footsteps. Move to his opponent's side. So fast and clever, that the eyes of the Arson lizard were unable to follow. Giving a short pause that the thick muscular bongsor man used, to thrust his slash into the opponent's body.

Srats!

A white glowing sword snaps the demon lizard's chest. Not deep indeed, but enough to be the beginning of a series of devastating attacks that the Mog. So fast and almost without pause.

Wuk!

One last slash Arson managed to dodge by bouncing his body backwards. Falling rolled over, but survived a fatal attack that targeted his neck.

"Youth!" He screamed loudly in anger.

Mog is reluctant to ambush, because it sees the peculiarity that occurs in the body of the opponent.

Green scales sprang up from behind his human skin. Arson's body then expands with clay muscles as a refutation. The back of his armor was torn through sharp-boned fins. It propagates into the hand which eventually has a similar shape, with a size twice as large.

His legs bend forward, as unnatural enlargement is occurring. He was wearing the iron shoes he was wearing. It revealed a tray-sized palm, which on all four of its fingers sticking out a large pointed-toed nail. Until finally, a row of veins and a lump of red muscle broke through the back hip. The spasm grew, and then the scales covered it. Perfectly he became a reptile tail, capable of stretching the ground with a swing of his fast.

The figure of the man had already completely changed, becoming a two-meter-tall lizard-man. Human-headed with reptile-like webbed eyes, and split-toed tongues that occasionally stick out in the air. A little different from the other lizards.

Wush!

The demon stomped next to his foot. He glided so fast that in a blink of an eye he was in front of Mog.

The sword is back. Mog manages to fend it off, albeit in surprise. But, unfortunately it actually makes the man's muscular body of the codet bounced, until it fell moist.

Arson did not back down his attack. He ambushed Mog who was just about to stand up. The purple-spreading sword swung with great lust splitting the opponent beneath it.

Death is approaching quickly. Mog jumped to the side to avoid death. He managed to escape, although only a few more slashes would hit him.

Mog rolled sideways, and immediately stomped his body to his feet. Forced, though the breath was still hunting, banged forcefully on his lung sac.

Arson did not give his opponent a chance to breathe. He came back, and pulled out his sword. The sharp end of the weapon tore through Mog's shoulders. Slicing deeply until it spouted blood. It is enough to deliver the curse into the body, and make it petrified.

Buk up!

Hard kick pounding Mog's chest. He was bouncing with a litre of blood spurting from the gap of the wound, nose, and mouth.

"Your!" I screamed in panic.

"Don't, Mr Hero! My fight!" he returned while trying to get up with the help of the sword. To hold me back from helping him.

Goddamnit! I wanted to help, but I also knew, Mog wouldn't like it if the duel was interrupted. In the beginning, why didn't I give him a stone knife to use. If it had been like this, he could only willingly welcome his death like yesterday.

Uh, wait a minute! I feel like there's something weird in there.

"Phechun-dhang .. mahtih!"

The lizard Arson walked over, approaching his wounded prey. His sword was raised high, about to be pummeled with all his might.

Mog gasps with his legs bent-half-way to stand-assisted sword as a pedestal. Staring unblinkingly at the angel of death who came to him. At first glance I saw the lightning of constancy there. Not like someone who is waiting to die.

The purple radiant sword swung. It was certain that the sturdy body would be split in one slash. I screamed and ran while pulling the sword from its sheath. Along with several others, who could not stand to see Mog will be finished off his history.

"Geegh!"

The screams were thunderous, coming out of Mog's mouth. He jumped up with both feet, before Arson's sword actually came down on him.

Jras!

The sword that Artapatu had blessed was crushing down on the left chest of the stealth lizard. Arson screamed, and his attack came to a halt halfway through.

Exactly as I thought. Either because of the power of the sword that Artapatu blessed, or because of the effects of the gaia stone that still remained - it could be both. The curse of Arson's purple glowing sword, from the start was not as strong as yesterday. It might not even have an effect on him.

The wound on Arson's chest began to glow and widen, like it was infecting his scaly body. However, not far away the light spread, the tail of his lizard swept Mog until he slammed hard. Making the white glowing sword in the hand grip was also uprooted.

The burly body lay unconscious, at a distance of one fathom from the gaia protection dome.

Arson falls with the right wound to his heart - if indeed the location of the lizard's stealth heart is the same as that of a human. Both hands were pressed against the chest. Resisting the flow of green liquid that poured profusely from the hole in his body.

The other lizard squealed loudly after a long period of silence. Either because of sadness, or even the pleasure of being able to rage again without obstruction. Or, it might be lusting after a large body that is still writhing in pain there.

"Woofy, save Mog!" my orders, when I saw the lizards were about to start another attack.

Sastent. The entire Suno continent seemed to be shaken by a great tremor. Coming from Mitara's screeches on her throne.

The lizards were completely silent. Likewise we are aware, if the incident was not a good thing. Perhaps this will be the beginning of the end of the Suno Continent war.