Chapter 118: Battle! Slash! Slash!
The hunter clad in swordsmanship armor strode forward, the weight of his greatsword dragging heavily behind him.
The blade split open the damp earth, sinking into the soil as the hilt was firmly gripped by calloused hands.
Dragging the massive weapon, the hunter charged ahead, carving waves into the ground with every step.
Despite its heft, the greatsword failed to slow him down. Instead, it allowed the heat coursing through his body to break free from the oppressive humidity, blossoming wildly.
Elbows drawn tight, muscles bulging beneath protective bracers, heat coursed through arms and into the greatsword’s handle.
And that greatsword, forged from fire dragon materials, known as the Flameblade for its resemblance to fiery wings, awakened under this intense heat.
Like charcoal long stored away finally igniting under high temperatures, shedding ash to reveal its true scorching form, it seemed the soul of a fire dragon truly lived within this blade.
As the Flameblade ignited, the master swordsman arrived before the slaying dragon’s head.
The slaying dragon wrestled with a golden lion on its back, its colossal strength causing wild thrashing motions, leaving no room for interference.
But wasn’t the force about to face its head equally immense?
“Hmph!”
A fiery dragon soared skyward!
Fire-attribute weapons against fire-attribute dragons—perhaps only amusing to hunters well-versed in elemental advantages.
Yet the roaring flames were merely a testament to overwhelming power, an extra flair to this strike.
An embellishment upon perfection.
Sparks flew.
“Ha!!”
With a sweeping blow, the perfect timing for intervention shattered along with the slaying dragon’s cranial shell.
Staggering, the veteran slaying dragon collided with several trees, its snowflake-patterned eyes wide with shock as they gazed upon the small human before them.
The master swordsman didn’t press his advantage but instead beckoned to the slaying dragon while leaning on his planted greatsword.
Again.
To the slaying dragon, this was arrogance.
To the master, this was anticipation.
Ignoring the hunter scratching its back like an itch, the slaying dragon swung its tail. The remaining blade scratched against the hard stone wall, showering sparks and glowing with a heat akin to the Flameblade.
Slash!
Raising the greatsword before him, the master swordsman stepped back under the powerful impact.
This wasn’t pure defense; subtly shifting his stance, the tip of the blade scraped against the greatsword’s edge.
His hand slid deftly, rotating the heavy weapon horizontally to sweep alongside the slaying dragon’s tail blade.
Without space for momentum, the sharp edge clashed against the flat side of the tail blade.
“Boom~”
Crystals on the tail shattered, falling piece by piece.
Attack and defense intertwined seamlessly.
The slaying dragon retracted its blade.
But the greatsword seemed embedded in the shell, grinding against it and sparking as it reached the uncovered broken tail, leaving trails of blood.
Once again, the greatsword fell to the ground, awaiting its next surge of power.
Wishing fulfillment.
It surged forward with cracks splitting the earth, the master swordsman crouched low running past the slaying dragon’s second slash.
Twisting his wrist, the act of dragging the blade transformed into hoisting it for power.
Slash!
Strength had been accumulated during the drag itself.
The master swordsman hadn’t breathed yet, still relying on the single breath from his charge.
Cracks appeared in the shell at the base of the slaying dragon’s tail, accompanied by sparks as the blade dragged across, emitting a grating sound.
The crack widened, but the slaying dragon already lunged toward him.
Casually sweeping his blade, the slaying dragon stumbled, narrowly missing his body.
“Huff~”
After several exchanges, the master swordsman exhaled his first breath.
The humid air brought a refreshing coolness to his burning body.
Rotating while stepping back, the slaying dragon’s tail blade swept the ground toward him.
Dirt was kicked up but stopped at his feet, halted solely by his firm grip on the greatsword’s handle.
He stomped over the scorching tail blade, the flame wing following his steps, shattering shells.
The slaying dragon made no further move because the golden lion had already clung to its steel-plated back, grabbing onto iron thorns.
“Hello~”
A cold glint reflected in the slaying dragon’s eye.
The small skinning knife tore open the scale-laden eyelid, sending the lifeless eyeball flying whole onto the ground.
Exposed nerves were ripped apart, inducing incomparable pain, causing the slaying dragon to roar and violently shake its head.
The team leader landed steadily, watching the slaying dragon’s thrashing head collide with the descending blade from above.
Head comes! Head comes!
The fire dragon roared in place of the silent master swordsman, producing a metallic clang.
In this clamor, the slaying dragon’s half-face plate was crushed.
Blood and shell fragments danced in the air, weakly bouncing off the master swordsman’s steel helmet.
The slaying dragon’s head soared, followed by its body crashing heavily onto the ground.
Behind the master swordsman, the earth was clearly cleaved apart.
Wolf Slash, Lion Slash, True Charge Slash!
Swift and fierce, that attack appeared instantaneous in Jié Jié’s eyes, leaving him savoring it even now.
He stared at the fallen struggling slaying dragon, half its head exposed after the shattered mask, revealing raw suffering flesh resembling a grotesque demon unmasked.
So… who is the real monster here?!
“It was too fast.”
The team leader glanced around. Surrounding trees were all severed by the tail blade but not enough.
If they killed it now, it wouldn’t be a two-for-one deal.
“Wait, wait until it grinds its tail with its teeth!”
Among the arriving investigation corps members, a diminutive dragon person technician jumped shouting.
“Alright, then let’s warm up once more.”
A muffled voice came from beneath the steel helmet, showing no signs of irritation, promising as if facing a mighty slaying dragon was effortless.
Reassuring everyone present.
That was the legendary hunter.
The master swordsman didn’t press his advantage but waited for the slaying dragon to rise and entangle with him.
After using its incomplete faceplate and steel teeth to sharpen its blade, molten magma erupted from the slaying dragon’s mouth.
Swinging the greatsword, rolling like the weapon propelled his body, evading the exploding magma unpredictably.
The blazing Flameblade shimmered with scorching light, identical to the magma-dripping tail blade of the veteran slaying dragon.
Blade clashed against blade. Despite the size disparity, the master swordsman seemed to become the heavier contender.
The greatsword served both offense and defense, plowing into the slaying dragon’s body repeatedly.
What seemed to transpire was no longer a battle between hunter and beast, but rather two slaying dragons, felling and splintering surrounding trees with their tails.
The battlefield shifted; within five hundred meters, all trees lost their heads.
Finally, the battered veteran slaying dragon stared at its relentless foe, biting onto its nearly shell-less tail.
Blood flowed.
Panting, the master swordsman prepared to end the fight, simply pointing the greatsword forward.
The Flameblade met the meaty tail, the strong reaction force causing the heated light blade to explode as if releasing attributes.
Under the rotational body motion akin to a home run swing, the slaying dragon’s tail soared high.
No longer teasing the dignity of the swordsman, using the greatsword as a pole, leaping with a force that would rend the earth apart.
True Charge Slash.
One slash wiped it out.
The slaying dragon’s head shattered completely, falling lifelessly to the ground.
Chapter 119
