The Heaven World's

War of Retaliation VIII – Late II

The Valaunter was hit back and too late to withstand the blow. He hit the ground and destroyed it. Even though his spear had swung and troubled Grim Larsson, he could not hold the lead.

When the Select Valaunter is off guard, Grim Larsson unleashes a powerful attack. Qi gathered in his fists, ripped through the space around him, and gave rise to electric sparks. He threw the deadly punch right at the moment when his opponent was unfocused defending.

A fleeting Valaunter stood up as soon as he received the attack and blood dripped from his mouth. His eyes filled with emotion and anger until he gritted his teeth.

Seeing his opponent once again unleash a deadly punch, he immediately swung the spear and twisted it to form a protective wall of Qi. “Uagrh!!”

“You're more stubborn than I thought, Selek Valaunter. However, without you realizing it, you have ignored this war. Surrender while I am kind!” Grim Larsson raised his sword.

The sky let out a bolt of lightning and gathered on his sword. He descended and swung his sword at a speed that exceeded the blink of an eye.

“Ya .. You don't know me, Grim Larsson!!”

As soon as he spun his spear he immediately thrust his spear towards the sky. “Sky-breaking Spear!”

His spear darted withstanding the swing of Grim Larsson's sword which was filled with Qi as well as lightning.

The ground cracked, the air distorted, energy explosions spewing out an extremely oppressive pressure.

Grim Larsson shouted out loud as he added to his strength, as did the Select Valaunter. That powerful shout showed the determination of the two of them to finish off his opponent.

On the different side, Voran slashed through dozens of soldiers and finished them off one after another with incredible speed.

As he was slaughtering the soldiers, he found an equal opponent and exerted an unusual pressure.

Voran slashed his sword into the air to clear the blood that was attached to his blade. He rode his horse calmly when faced with the red-haired youth and had extremely sharp eyes.

“It's a bad situation. I have to meet a man as tough as him! His strength is quite large and not much different from me.” Voran felt a strong pressure from the man in front of him and he could not escape from it.

“Who is he? This kind of ability is not too different from me. The information I have is not so much. This is very detrimental.” Voran looked at the man in front of him sharply.

The man who was not wearing a helmet and showing his red hair with a sharp eye gaze, was sharper than a dagger.

The spear in his hand emitted a fury that was affected by murderous lust. His black armor was enveloped by his red aura and made him look even more threatening. The man is Mival Belloc ‘Sang Brigadier Death’.

“Your arm looks different from the others. Hard but flexible and easy to move. Typical luxury armor that can only be owned by those in high positions. May I know? Who am I dealing with?” Mival Belloc asked him in a cold tone but his countenance was so warm and soothing.

Mival Belloc released a powerful aura as soon as he asked her. He felt that the man in front of him was on the same level as him, but somehow, he could not defeat him once that feeling arose.

This kind of incident was only the first time he felt and he had absolutely no idea why this feeling kept suppressing him.

Voran felt a real threat from the man. He did not want to take this situation too seriously to even feel the need to ignore the attitude that Mival belloc showed.

Although not fully knowing who the man in front of him, Voran has certain assumptions and the appearance of the man only leads to one person, namely Mival Belloc.

“What can you do about this war, Mival Belloc? Why don't you look around you? Tell me, could it be that you could change it?”

Voran swung his sword several times trying to get used to the sword in his hand. Through the memories he had, he recalled that he had already mastered his family's inheritance technique. It's just that he doesn't practice very often.

Mival Belloc smiled and spurred his horse at a steady pace towards Voran. His spear continued to spin nonstop and threw out anything around him. “No!! I only came to kill and seek achievement! It's not my ability to change the circumstances and the situation on the battlefield. I'm just one of the wheels that drives the troops.”

“As long as I try and not give up, victory will present itself! Yeah .. I think I've approached her! You ... one of the higher-ups who will give me many services!”

Mival Belloc turned his spear and in the moment he stopped his rotation a powerful shockwave appeared on its own.

Voran stomped his feet against the horse. The look in his eyes immediately changed and he gave off a pitch-black aura.

His sword was raised high and sideways as he rode towards his opponent.

Two powerful Qi waves appeared and faced each other. Voran swung it as the distance of the two of them was only a few meters away, then a wave of Qi emerged from the swing of his sword. “First Step of Salauster’s Skies Sword: Cleave.”

Mival Belloc swung his spear in countless rounds and the Qi he had enveloped his spear.

“Dark of Spear’s Field!”

The Qi waves coming from the direction of Voran could not penetrate the Qi field and were stuck in the empty air until it created a powerful wave that shook the ground.

“You will not be able to penetrate it, until anytime and how much you try. You will not be able to penetrate this technique,” chirps Mival Belloc full of pride for his ability.

“Let me warn! You better leave this place. Your family's waiting for you, isn't it? Losing someone as brave as you would have ruined your family. Go!!” Mival Belloc said it in a cold tone not a voice used to free a person, but rather to finish him off.

In addition to his threatening voice, he also gave a nasty, even very threatening look to his eyes.

Mival Belloc waits for Voran to turn around, but nothing happens. He didn't expect this at all.

Usually those who are given the opportunity will take it, especially after they fail to attack it or are unable to do anything about it.

Right now Mival Belloc saw a different attitude from the opponents he had once faced. Mival belloc smiled widely and as soon as he smiled, the pressure on his Qi field increased tremendously.

Voran did not think of that word. He only felt that Mival Belloc was about to mess with his emotions and make him lose his mind. Immediately he approached Mival Belloc with a powerful move.

Voran entered into that Qi field. Inside there he felt a formless pressure oppressing him.

The uneasiness immediately he felt as soon as he entered into the Qi field. By the time Voran saw the smile on Mival Belloc's face, he knew the situation was not good.

Voran swung his sword several times sending out waves of ki strong enough to smash the rock into pieces.

“You think I care about all that?” Voran didn't stop the attack. The swing of his sword grew faster and the ki waves he sent did not stop.

Feeling his horse unable to bear the pressure and oppression he was facing. Voran immediately jumped off his horse, with a single powerful thrust he soared flying into the Mival Belloc while swinging his sword.

As Voran floated, he used a technique and Qi came out of his body and formed a dragon image that looked very clear. “Receive this!! Fist of The Dragon: Sky Clearing!”

As his fists clenched, the sky brightened and the entire Qi present in his body gathered in his hands as well as the natural energy.

As soon as he released it, a dragon-shaped Qi slid down towards the Mival Belloc who twisted his spear. Soon the sky became dark as soon as the dragon descended down.

Voran did not leave the slightest bit of space for the Mival Belloc to move freely, his attack covered his entire Qi field and left the man unflappable.

“Argh!! You motherfucker!” Mivac Belloc felt immeasurable oppression. The closer the dragon was the more depressed he felt.

“Urgh!!! I can't let-“ Mivac Belloc lift his spear trying to withstand that pressure with his ki.

However, the harder he tried to endure it, the sense of oppression and pressure was increasing. “Fuck with all that!! I'm gonna kill you! Huft ... huft ..”

Mival Belloc turned his spear, although every time he turned it he needed a lot of energy. The pressure he got did not decrease and it destroyed him little by little.

He forced himself to continue moving his spear even though the pain continued to roar in his body. The Qi field underwent a change as he stuck his spear into the ground. The tentacle Qi immediately burst out from his Qi field and held back the dragon-shaped Qi.

When Qi collides. A powerful explosion occurred and knocked out everything, Mivac Belloc was forcefully suppressed by formless pressure until he bent his knee.

His face paled and sweat kept dripping down his face and body. Little by little blood dripped from between his lips. Mival Belloc felt his body being slowly crushed, his bones constantly beeping. He put everything in and withstood the pressure.

Voran pressed down on him and continued to suck the energy that was around him with King’s Power. He took it out but added it too.

His attacks grew stronger as the Qi increased within his body. However, what he absorbed was not pure so it placed a terrible burden on his body.

That impurity comes from the emotions left behind. Every energy he absorbed came from those who died. Therefore, his energy was impure. Absorbing it only caused an imbalance within his body.

Although Voran's face paled. He gritted his teeth and continued to press Mivac Belloc.

The ground where Mivac Belloc stood declined, and sank to several meters. On that side a crack appeared.

Voran vomited a mouthful of blood as he watched Mivac Belloc fall to the ground on his stomach. The ki field disappeared, leaving blood around Mivac Belloc's body.

“Bluarg!! Ughhhh!! Goddamnit!! It's excessive. I pushed myself too hard to suck all around me. Ugh!!”