Chapter 1264 (1/2)

The Ogre Lord once again charged forward without waiting for the other man to respond to his words. This time he gripped the ax with both of his hands and launched a vicious slanted cut toward his foe. It would be less decisive if it landed, but it would also be much harder to dodge.

Randidly Ghosthound did not bother to dodge. From his crouched stance, he thrust his spear forward, the razor-sharp pyramidal tip gleaming as it shot forward through the air. Their two blows smashed into each other, both sides aiming so that the focus of their power would meet directly rather than glance off of each other.

The ground beneath them cracked and both attacks stopped dead. A second later the ground in the surrounding area cracked in a larger radius, a testament to the power contained in both attacks.

Lightning fast, the Ogre Lord manipulated his huge body to use the momentum of the charge and continue forward. Then he planted his foot and twisted outward, exposing his back to Randidly. However, due to the recent impact between the two weapons, the Ogre Lord was confident that his exposed weakness would pass by without the opposition seizing that chance.

And as he predicted, the Ogre Lord spun around safely and brought his left hand in a vicious backhand blow toward the Ghosthound. Yet his opponent’s emerald eyes remained just as calm as always. He quickly brought his own left arm up to deflect the blow, lines of white light tracing the movements across the metal limb.

The two left arms smashed together. To the Ogre Lord’s horror, his own arm was knocked up into the air. All his strength was blasted away. He wasn’t completely overpowered, but it seemed that it wasn’t a fluke earlier when the Ghosthound was able to contest him physically and come out ahead.

Before the Ogre Lord had much of a chance to respond to the block, his instincts cried in warning and he instantly leapt backward away from his opponent. Just in time too, because the Ghosthound brought his huge lance across in a vicious sweep. Despite the rapid reaction of the Ogre Lord, the tip of the Ghosthound’s lance ripped a shallow cut across the Ogre Lord’s chest. A trail of blood splattered on the dusty road.

With all three heads grinning, the Ogre Lord reached up and touched the wound on his chest. He rubbed some of his own blood on his ax, almost affectionately. “Do you know how long it has been since I have bled…?”

The Ghosthound didn’t even respond. This time he seized the initiative, shooting forward with his lance raised with deadly intensity. The Ogre Lord stomped, cracking the ground beneath him. In addition, the Skill spread outward and shattered the ground beneath the Ghosthound, destroying his footing.

The cracked in the ground radiating outward from their fight rapidly grew larger.

But in the split second after the Ogre Lord stomped, the Ghosthound had already jumped into the air. He spun gracefully, his lance always zeroed in on the Ogre Lord, and then seemed to explode with momentum downward.

Grimacing, the Ogre Lord could only roll to the side and swing his ax to utilize his Shining Slash Skill. Two blades of energy shot forward to meet the Ghosthound at his landing spot.

Rather than landing, the Ghosthound simply thrust his lance forward as he rushed toward the ground like a meteor. When he landed, what he really did was pierce through the crust of the ground and puncture a hole into the underlying bedrock. The surrounding land of the road ruptured immediately upward in a wave of displaced stone, rapidly destroying the two attacks that the Ogre Lord had launched.

Again, his instincts screamed. Again, the Ogre Lord ducked down and readied his ax as the ground in front of him was split open. The Ghosthound’s lance shot upward, only a split second from piercing through the mouth of the leftmost head. But because the attack missed, the Ogre Lord finally had a chance to counterattack.

The veins on his hands bulged as the Ogre Lord pushed everything into this counter toward the small human’s torso. In comparison to the strike’s target, his blue crystal ax seemed large enough to crush the human entirely.

Yet right when the Ogre Lord believed that he had this Ghosthound, he felt the sensation of constriction on his one arm. Instantly, his encumbered arm let go of his ax and lashed outward to knock the grip away, but after the Ghosthound’s lance had separated the three individual vines that formed the tip were very powerful. The Ogre Lord could not shake them quickly loose.

And in that opening, the Ghosthound tugged on the spear shaft that was now anchored to the Ogre Lord and pulled himself forward. The blue crystal ax cut through nothing but air and the Ghosthound closed the distance between the two figures in an instant. The Ogre Lord’s limbs were simply too large; he could only watch as the Ghosthound raised his metal limb for a brutal punch.

BOOOOOM!

A figure half as tall and one tenth of the weight of the Ogre Lord shot through the air and smashed his metal fist into the jaw of his central head. Although he had prepared himself mentally for the reverberation, most of his focus was knocked silly by the blow. Even as enough momentum was transferred to send the Ogre Lord staggering backward, the two side heads watched the Ghosthound with wariness.

There is something about his body…

Just being near him suppresses us…