Chapter 165 - Chapter 32: Giants #2 (1/2)

Chapter 165 – Chapter 32: Giants #2

The Paran clan and Gullam clan shared the same roots. Just like how the Gullams worshipped Drakon Kechatulla, the great dragon warrior, the Paran clan also knew about the great warrior who confronted the serpent god.

The 100 members of the Paran clan repeated the chant, and the blood of the giant king, which had been diluted and weakened as the years passed, was revealed in this moment.

This wasn’t an old, made up story. It was a part of history, and it was true. The Paran clan were on their knees and felt embarrassed about not being able to move, but they were convinced. These were the instincts the giants shared with the Giant King’s Sword. However, it wasn’t just the Gullam and Paran tribe members on the battlefield. The Hwarin warriors knelt down as well. Then the wandering warriors, fighters at the limit line and hunters of the forest yelled simultaneously,

“Drakon Kechatulla!”

“Drakon Kechatulla!”

Unlike the Paran clan running in the lead, the Hwarin warriors were among the soldiers. So, the orcs and barbarians next to them fell into a greater state of confusion.

Artman, a senior general of the Demon King’s palace, was amazed at the power emanating from the Giant King’s Sword. He realized the power was an ancient force that was thousands of years old. Artman opened his mouth in order to shout, but as the three giant clans continued to chant, the gazes of everyone on the battlefield naturally turned to one place.

Berkintox was looking at the same place like everyone else. He was both an apostle of a war and a giant, so he felt many things. His instincts clashed with the power which had been given to him.

The dragon warrior was back. It was the same person as the one who caused the miracle in the battle at the central fortress. He was at the end of the Giant King’s Sword. The Paran clan warriors were currently on their knees and under the influence of the Giant King’s Sword. It was only a matter of time until they would attack the barbarians under the name of the dragon warrior.

“Drakon Kechatulla!”

Berkintox exclaimed, but his call was different from that of the other giants. He resisted the power of domination emanating from the Giant King’s Sword because he was an apostle of war. Putting hatred and anger in his cry, he rushed toward In-gong. The red energy of war soared from his body, and Berkintox’s huge body swelled even further.

Then Artman’s command spread throughout the battlefield. His magic power awoke the minds of the shaking orcs and barbarians.

“Attack the base!”

Artman had also seen that it was only a matter of time before they would be attacked. However, retreating now was the worst possible thing they could do. They had to reverse the situation before the Paran clan warriors were taken away. He needed to induce a melee. Additionally, Berkintox had to cut down the dragon warrior!

The orcs and barbarians ran among the giants. Even without the Paran clan and Hwarin clan, there were more than 10,000 troops. Moreover, the walls of the 12th base weren’t that high or solid. They could destroy them even without the power of the giants!

“Go!”

Artman shouted again with his magic power and shifted his gaze. At the centre of the battlefield, a red aura was just about to clash with a white one.

“Berkintox!”

Artman shouted. At the same time, the red energy of war rose from him. Berkintox wasn’t the only apostle of war on this battlefield.

In-gong felt the strong power of war, but he didn’t have time to glance around. Instead, he looked straight ahead. The force of Berkintox, who was rushing with a sword and shield, was truly terrifying.

The moment Berkintox swung his sword, In-gong turned into a dark mist and used Blink to jump over Berkintox’s sword. He aimed his fist at Berkintox’s chin. Explosive power rushed out. Berkintox’s head turned to the side, but he didn’t fall down. As he was pushed back, he tried to strike at In-gong with the shield on his left arm.

In-gong clung to Berkintox. As Berkintox twisted around, his left arm hit the place where In-gong had just been floating, and divine sparks poured out as In-gong struck Berkintox’s neck.

Bbaek!

There was a huge sound from the blow. Berkintox couldn’t withstand this attack; his knees shook, and his posture collapsed. In-gong’s strikes didn’t end there. He didn’t have the slightest intention of delaying the time. White Eagle and Black Eagle struck Berkintox’s chest. Rather than a stab, it was closer to pushing away using a force field.

Berkintox fell to the ground and felt a violent anger. The body of a giant, along with the added power of war, meant that he wasn’t hurt much, but he had already allowed three attacks. In-gong knew it as well. That’s why he moved even more. His right arm reached out and grasped at the air. Once again, he crossed the space with a dark fog.

Pepeng!

It was a relatively short distance, so the sound of the fog explosion rang out. In-gong exited the dark fog at Berkintox’s chest, aiming his right hand at it. However, he wasn’t aiming with his fist as he was now holding Skull Crusher!

A sound which shook the heavens and earth exploded!

Kwang!

Skull Crusher’s super special move was a terrible blow without concentrated aura, so only half the power emerged, but that was sufficient. The breastplate Berkintox was wearing became dented, and a groan of pain emerged from Berkintox’s mouth. In-gong then released Skull Crusher, and upon returning it to his inventory, he moved his right and left hands. Each hand was using a different power.

A fireball emerged from In-gong’s right hand and exploded in front of Berintox’s face. The power wasn’t great, but it was enough to prolong Berkintox’s pain. As such, Berkintox couldn’t breathe properly.

“Kuaaaak!”

Berkintox struggled as In-gong flew upwards vertically. Berkintox followed In-gong with his eyes, and he hurried to get up, shouting with pain and anger. Then there was a scream from Artman,

“Berkintox!”

Artman wasn’t only looking at Berkintox; he was looking a little further ahead. In-gong gathered strength in his left hand. As a result, something moved across the space like an explosion.

Peeok!

The Giant King’s Sword flew like a dagger and pierced Berkintox’s chest. However, In-gong hadn’t moved it with just Telekinesis. The Giant King’s Sword itself had the power to fly.

It wasn’t a deep strike, but it pierced the armour, and Berkintox flinched back. Then In-gong used his third Blink. It wasn’t toward Berkintox but toward the front of the handle of the Giant King’s Sword. Berkintox instantly realized what In-gong was going to do, but there was no time to stop it. His red, bloodshot eyes stared as In-gong pulled back his fist, aiming it at the handle of the Giant King’s Sword stuck in Berkintox’s chest.

‘Gigantic Piston!’

It was like knocking a nail with a hammer. The white aura exploded, pushing the Giant King’s Sword deeper into Berkintox’s chest. The tip of the Giant King’s Sword emerged steadily from Berkintox’s back.

“Cough!”