Chapter 115: Ogre (1)
TL: Potato-tan
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A single figure walked directly into the waves of energy that were shattering all of Calia’s spells and magic, spreading out in all directions.
Real-time overturning of the earth, the crumbling of grass and wildflowers in the air, and the transformation of monster and human remains into a handful of blood
The figure, who did not dodge, extended a hand. Then, the powerful wave of magic and shock did not shatter his hand but split open.
The figure was named Russell. Russell’s mind visualized the flow of all mana, magic, and energy in his shining azure eyes.
Wooong
A roar resonated from his body as a torrent of powerful, ocean-like magical energy surged. An unrivaled sense of magical affinity and control came into play, cutting, severing, and deflecting the flow.
Russell continued without stopping, but the quality was entirely different from when he broke through the wave of the monsters’ bodies.
He had encountered this situation numerous times before. He had blocked the fiery breath of the troll who had awakened his magic and manipulated flames, and he had deflected the widespread destructive magic of the dragonkin Karugon.
Even the dragon’s breath, which emitted the shell of Ismenios, could not burn Russell. The experience he had gained through battles had now reached a level of maturity, and his refined magic, without wasting a single ounce, could easily deflect even the ogre’s momentum.
Behind him remained a complete piece of earth in the shape of a fan, starting from a small apex and gradually growing larger. On it were the territory’s army and mercenaries, Jess and Sarannen, Chenpa, Kai, and the orcs.
Russell, without turning around, clearly felt the presence of those behind him. His magic perception, which was deployed more densely than ever before, crammed all the information within its radius into his senses.
An overwhelming flood of information that an ordinary person would not be able to withstand for even a few seconds before spitting blood and dying. Even in that turbulent sea, Russell calmly continued to think.
gres, the descendants of the giants. Monsters that remained even after the giants who had roamed the world a long time ago had disappeared. They were said to have low intelligence and poor magical perception.
However, the ogre he had first encountered in this world was 6 meters tall, exceeding the average 4-meter height by 2 meters, and his muscles, which clung to his body, were also large.
“You’ve come.”
“Are you hurt?”
Calia asked with a wry smile at Russell’s question, raising herself. The remnants of magical energy were blazing on top of her body and emitting white smoke.
“I’m not sure where they got this guy from. He is significantly larger. Moreover, the power he emits bears a striking resemblance to that of the other guy.
“Geliotos?”
Calia nodded.
“They must be connected in some way.”
“Then we just have to beat those shamans.”
“That’s true, but we have to deal with this monster to find them.”
“What’s the problem, then?”
Calia smirked as Russell grinned.
“Yes, there’s a warrior here who’s stronger than anyone I know. But be careful. Ogres are the descendants of the last remaining giants on earth. Although their blood has been diluted over thousands of years, their unique resistance to magic must not have weakened. Even my magic didn’t work on it just now. It’s the limit to even hold it back like this.”
Kuwong━!
At that point, a faint wave of energy spread along with the vibration. Calia’s expression contorted.
“The restraint is loosening.”
“Can’t you spread your own domain like last time?”
The red sphere that had emerged into the sky from the Errandis underground. It was a magical space that Calia had built based on a massive amount of blood.
No attacks from the outside would penetrate, and within, her will was the law—a true peak of what a wizard could achieve.
“That was possible because the Stone of Life was embedded in my heart. Aside from that, didn’t you kill me with your own hands once? I was reborn, but in the process, I lost some of the magical realms I had built. It will take some time to get it back.”
“I understand.”
Russell nodded his head and turned his head to the ogre. Actually, even if Calia could build an ethereal realm, he would not have given up on such an opponent.
“Where’s Aella?”
“Behind me. I’ve created a barrier to keep her safe.”
“Join Kai. And deal with the shamans.”
“Understood.”
Calia stepped back, and Russell strode forward.
Russell and the ogre stood facing each other at a suitable distance.
A thick, heavy magical energy that mixed gray and black flowed out from the ogre’s entire body.
“Do you have a name?”
“. . . . . . Lashe.”
“I am Russell.”
The two stared at each other silently. There were no more questions.
The silence and stillness made the air heavy.
Then, the two figures, who had been staring at each other, disappeared in an instant.
The ogre’s outstretched giant fist sparked a whirlwind, and the atmosphere screamed. He also thrust out his fist, which was almost the size of Russell’s torso.
The impact’s force caused the air to surge in all directions. The pushed back air collided with the stagnant air outside, generating a white wave akin to a sonic boom.
There was a clash between unadulterated power and strength. The impact pushed Russell back. As he flew through the wall of air, he planted his two feet down.
Kagagagak!
Russell, who had created two ten-meter-long furrows, straightened his waist and spat out blood, coughing. He controls his churning stomach with magic.
“That’s hot.”
Lashe’s physical capabilities were several times stronger than Russell’s. Given the difference in species, this is not surprising. Furthermore, it was necessary to acknowledge that some unidentified magic or the devil’s power enhanced it.
Considering the ogre’s size and strength, it would have been more surprising if he had not turned into blood mist from the very beginning.
Lashe, perhaps thinking the same, was burning with anger, his ferocious eyes fixed on Russell. Without missing that opportunity, Russell’s hand went into his coat and came out again.
A white axe, Final Frost, was in his hand.
Phooaaak!
The coldness exploded, and a massive amount of frost clung to Lashe’s entire body. However, Lashe shook off the frost by simply twisting his neck and charging again.
Containing the momentum of the ogre’s outstretched power, a whirlwind spun up to the sky. Russell’s axe, which had dodged the fist, emitted a white light and grazed the earth again.
The left foot that he put forward stepped on the heel, and the flow of power that came up from there was amplified as it climbed up to his ankle, knee, waist, shoulder, elbow, and then to his hand.
The axe at the end of it drew a white crescent as it swung from bottom to top. The wave of frost exploded midway.
Russell continued to swing his axe forward. He shattered the frost blades that flew at him dozens of times per second, moving his fist at the same speed.
The intense battle between the two beings caused the atmosphere to distort. The two beings’ power overwhelmed the earth, pushing it back in all directions. The two beings swept the pushed-back pieces of earth around like bomb fragments, causing secondary destruction.
The continuous collisions of magic-infused impacts repeatedly tore, split, and merged the air. A fierce whirlwind raged.
The sudden wind contained the flow of mana and magic that was thick on the battlefield, and it summoned spirits.
Kyaarrruuurrrr. . . . . .
Hwirooroorooo. . . . . .
A faint laughter and scream, like a ghost’s mournful cry, filled the air.
When viewed sideways, one could glimpse their translucent forms, gliding here and there on the wind.
At that moment, a sizzling sound was heard. Final Frost flew in like a disc of light, cutting through the wind.
The light disc collided with Lashe’s fist, blocking it and bouncing upwards. And while the axe was deflecting, Russell charged into Lashe’s body, which was now wide open.
Even in the midst of the fierce exchange of offense and defense, Russell’s magical eyes did not miss the opportunity, burning with purple light. A bright light flickered on his fist, and it struck the ogre’s torso.
“K-U-A-A-A-A-A-!”
The ogre suddenly roared as soon as he felt Russell’s fist touch him. Russell’s strike missed, and the release of power that met him at close range sent Final Frost, already knocked back, flying backwards.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
“Oh my goodness. Everyone, behind my shield!”
Jess raised his shield to block the massive shock wave emanating from the battle between the two beings. Behind him, the soldiers hurriedly gathered.
The shock wave had already hit them dozens of times. Jess, with a contorted expression, faced the wave that was coming towards him from the front. A prayer flowed from his lips at a rapid pace.
Golden holy power flickered over Jess’s skin as he recited the prayer.
“May the light protect!”
The holy power transformed into individual rune letters, covering the surface of Jess’s shield, and then extended beyond the rim, creating a giant protective wall.
“Lower than everyone else, and supporting everyone!”
On the other side, Sarannen, who had similarly pulled her mercenaries back, was striking the earth with her green-glowing palm.
Her spell evoked a response from the earth, previously broken. A sound and vibration resembling an earthquake occurred, and a giant wall of earth rose again, forming a slanted wall that protruded forward. The shock wave hit them almost simultaneously.
“Kheuk. . . . .!”
With his shield raised, Jess lowered his stance and made a deep furrow with his feet. Sarannen also poured her remaining magic into regenerating the crumbling earthen wall.
After a while, the magical wave subsided. Jess, with trembling hands, straightened his waist and leaned on his shield. Sarannen also got up, gasping for breath.
“Hoo, hoo, goodness. If we fight twice, there won’t be any land left.”
“Whew, whew. I agree.”
The power’s aftermath spread in a circle, mercilessly overturning the plain. The shock wave turned those who had not managed to avoid it into a handful of blood.
Fortunately, the Lathem territorial army suffered little loss. It was because Jess and Sarannen had stepped forward to deflect all the shock waves and magical waves.
“I really wonder if he’s human.”
“I agree. He wasn’t like that when I met him. What happened to him in the meantime?”
Jess and Sarannen were in a terrible state, having blocked out the repeated shock waves. Dirt covered them, and their hair was a mess.
The same was true for the soldiers who had fallen down or collapsed behind them. The battle was over, but the battle roar and vibration continued in the distance, preventing them from getting a proper rest.
After all, if Russell lost, the ogre would charge in and slaughter them.
That’s why their bloodshot eyes couldn’t even faint.
Tatiana, the lord, approached Jess and Sarannen, taking off her helmet and revealing her face. She spoke in a bewildered voice.
“. . . . . .What’s going on?”
She saw the plain, now a wasteland, before her. Nobody would remember yesterday’s plain. It wouldn’t have looked like this until two dragons were rolling around and breathing fire.
“Lashe.”
“Lashe?”
A large orc walked up to her. Jess, Sarannen, and Tatiana, the lord, treated the orc with natural respect. They knew who he was.
Chenpa spoke with a gloomy face, his entire body stained with the blood of beasts, monsters, and his own kind.
“That’s the name of the ogre that Kelpag was recruiting. I don’t know how he did it.”
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
“Khik!”
His vision distorts, and his ears are numb. Everything that is not in focus is hazy and opaque. The deep sea muffles the sounds.
Despite the indiscriminate release of power, Russell remained unflinching. His magical eyes, which allowed him to see the flow of magic, disrupted the power inherent in the roar and allowed him to find the gaps within it.
Deep inside, the movement was unnatural, making it difficult for the ogre to respond appropriately. Russell, unable to power such a movement properly, deflected all Lashe’s attempts to grab and push him away, clenched his fist once more, and extended it.
Thuk.
A small sound. It was the sound of Russell’s fist hitting the ogre’s chest. Unlike the deafening roar it had been producing up until now, the sound was so small and light that one might question its power.
However, along with a circular wave bursting out on Lashe’s back,
“Kerhuk!”
The ogre, with his eyes wide open, coughed up blood. He then bounced off like a ball hit by a bat, rolling wildly on the dirt floor. Russell followed him without missing a beat.
Russell’s face was also not normal. His eyes, nose, and ears were dripping with blood, suggesting a close-range magical release.
He gripped Nahilnir, the black greatsword, tightly as he ran. The ogre, who was rolling wildly, stopped and stared at Russell.
Then, the spot where Rasha’s figure was faintly blurred caved in. Even Russell’s magical eyes briefly missed the movement.
He didn’t feel fear at that speed. He simply swung his greatsword the moment he perceived the disappearance.
Kwaang!
A sound that seemed unrelated to the clash of fists and metal rang out. The greatsword prevented the ogre’s large fist from striking.
The confrontation did not last long. Rasha’s fist flew in with the force to tear apart the atmosphere, and Russell knocked away all of those fists one by one.
The vast expanse of dirt dispersed and scattered. The plain, once dotted with hills and low hills that rippled like waves, vanished.
Every time Lashe’s fist struck the ground, a large crater formed, and a thick cloud of dust rose up, swirling in the wind that tore through the air and settled down.
They were already in the forest. The knockback of Russell, who had blocked Lashe’s kick with Nahilnir’s surface, resulted in the breaking of dozens of trees.
Toodoooodoooodoo!
The sound of his feet crushing the earth as he ran was like a tidal wave. The forest was filled with a bluish-black fog-like aura and azure magic afterimages.
Kwaang!
The force pulled Lashe’s leg horizontally to the spot where Russell had dodged. The force’s trajectory extended far beyond the radius where Lashe’s leg touched, cutting dozens of trees in half and causing them to fall.
The aftermath of the clash between the two beings quickly led to the logging of the innocent trees.
And in the middle of the forest, an impact that exceeded sound exploded. Sword and fist collided, and a flash of light arose like a wave, drawing concentric circles.
The swept earth and vegetation scattered in all directions, shattered and crushed.
In the middle of it all, two figures stood at the center of a large crater.
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