Colossus Hunter

Huff, puff, puff!

I felt like dying. It does not end with a cage and an arrow.

You made your way through constant intervals of soaring lava, unusually large drops of icicles, eternally burning flames, and meatball swamps.

Thanks to this, my head was burned off and my whole body was gone.

In the 150 Nol that followed me, there were only about 30 of them left.

‘Impossible was not impossible. ’

There was no end.

I see why the impossible came out.

How the hell did the last one get through here? ’

If you didn't record your stats, Luck was a perfect trap for a hundred deaths.

I almost died five times just now.

But it was also almost over.

Continuing down the road, a large lake emerges.

The lake was beautiful. It was transparent enough to see.

And at the end of the lake, there was the body of the dragon.

Is that what caused the ancient? ’

I looked up, scratching my burnt head more than half the time.

A kidney that looks about 100 meters. It's the size of a giant monster.

The corpse was a really big one, given that it couldn't get more than 50 meters for messy use.

Thousands of years seemed to have been neglected. I was short on bones.

But there were still organs left.

‘Heart.’

It was an unbelievable scene when I saw it again.

The heart was still beating violently.

I set foot halfway across the lake.

At the same time.

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The entire cave is shaken. The waves of the lake are spreading everywhere.

Later, the water of the lake swirled and clumped together to form a specific shape.

[Al-Alacsar, Guardian of the Altar, has appeared.]]

It was a knight in water.

A man in a blue rippling armor floats over the water and looks down at me.

I've never felt anything like it. I felt this way the first time I met Daemon-Lord or the Queen of Treasure.

‘Siman.’

I used my mind.

I wanted to check the content of the article that appeared now

Name: Al Araxar (value? 500,000)

Race: Baby Soldier

Occupation: Guardian of the Altar

Title:

● Guardian of the Ancient One (Lv. 9)

● Water handler (Lv. 8)

Stats:

Strength 90 Agility 90 HP 90

Intelligence 90 hp 90

Potential (450/450)

Special note: Articles created by the Ancient One with great care.

This is all I could show you. I tried to use more fluoroscopy, but I didn't think I could find out everything about the knight with my inner strength.

But this was enough.

At least in this situation, it was clear that it was "something you shouldn't touch."

The moment you touch it, it's over. I will not take a single breath, but will head for the Great Beyond.

‘You're not the one in the beginner's dungeon. ’

The door to the altar could only enter a total of 150 stats.

Cruelty has always been within its limits.

It is impossible, but it is only contemplated if there is a chance to win.

Whereas the knight in front of me was literally "impossible."

I swallowed a gulp.

Heaven was visible beyond the mountain, not beyond the mountain.

“It's been a long time. ”

“I'm here for the power of the Ancient One. ”

Declared war. The purpose must be clear.

However, I was surprised what came out of the knight's mouth.

“Fine. I'll give you that power if you go back like this. ”

“What--? ”

I was crumpled.

It was too easy.

If we go back like this, you'll give the Ancient One its power?

The knight said as if he had read my mind.

“Your qualifications have been confirmed even by coming all this way. You are worthy enough to share the power of the Ancient One. ”

He's crashing.

However, the last word caught strangely.

‘I'm entitled to share it. ’

I'm not drunk. to share.

In short, it meant that I would not transfer the power of the intact ancient circle.

I'm not just here for the "lending power."

I'm here to pick it up. I've reached the top of the capture.

So, I said my life graciously.

“All I want is the Ancient One. I didn't come all this way to be shared. ”

“You're too greedy. To do that, you have to defeat me. ”

Al Araxar reaches out his right hand.

Skunk!

Kuaang!

The water reached out like a whip and slapped me on the cheek.

As you hit the ground, a deep hole emerges.

This alone confirms the difference in performance. I didn't have to do it anymore.

However.

“Al Araxar! Knight of the waters. I will suffer your ordeal. ”

“Do you mean you'll fight me? ”

“If necessary!”

I went out strong.

I looked him straight in the eye.

And at that moment, the whole body began to cool.

My body trembled and sweated all over me.

‘To live.’

The energy to kill.

The only difference between Al Araxar and me is the sky and the earth.

The knight in front of me could have killed me with just a glance.

‘And yet they don't kill me. This is a test.’

‘Door’ entry constraint. Clearly, this is a place where even beginners work hard to get results. It's not natural for monsters like that to exist in these places.

However, another ‘trial’ made sense.

Al Araxar's attitude helped me raise this conviction.

Al Araxar was giving me a provocation.

I scatter my life and find it interesting how tolerant I am.

There was a desire in his eyes to see where I was headed.

Perhaps the previous challenger has given up here.

But I was different.

Quadruple!

I gripped my teeth.

Blood leaking out and teeth coming out.

Blood rushes from my eyes and my whole body is hot enough to burn overhead.

The fleeting but eternal time has passed.

Soon, Al Araxar admires you.

“To endure my strength. You're an unusual man. ”

“I want the power of the ancient circle. I don't want to go back until I get it. ”

“Really?"

Al Araxar smiles as if it were petty.

Then he walked on the water and stood right in front of me.

“It is said that water is a mirror that illuminates the opponent. Likewise, I can lose weight or inflate depending on my opponent. ”

As soon as the horse ends, Al Araxar's appearance begins to change.

“I am like you now. I can't use more than what you're exerting right now. If you defeat me like this, I will give you the full power of the Ancient One. On the contrary, if you lose, you will lose your life. ”

Al Araxar transformed into me.

It was a bit like replicating even a burnt head, but it looked the same as leaving the mirror.

Even every single hair in the pores was the same, so it was counterintuitive.

Is he really like me, by the way?

What are the criteria for equality?

I loosened up. It was the same for all my abilities and appearance. It is not common sense to take away my experience and memories.

If so, there was a victory.

Rather, it could have been easier than what happened while coming here.

“Al Araxar! I'll take this fight with pleasure. ”

“Foolish human. Do you have a weapon you want? ”

Al Araxar confirms his victory.

The user gives the opponent more time to hold his weapon.

I nodded and said.

“A sword. A proper sword with a proper blade. ”

I was the Magistrate.

Of course, swordsmanship was at a high level.

Rather, I liked the sword more than magic.

Rather than kill with magic, the blade cut was much more right for me.

It didn't matter what kind of sword it was. At least I knew all swords would be handled similarly.

“Take it.”

At the end of Al Araxar's words, a long sword protrudes from the inside of the lake.

You snatched what was flying and aimed it at Al Araxar.

But Al Araxar was still at peace.

“You will regret facing me with your sword. It's because the Ancient One assembled all the swords together. ”

“It's a long story. ”

“I wonder if I can maintain that attitude even in death. Fool. ”

Splash!

Xiaoang!

You blew the player away.

I couldn't help but listen.

It was more disgusting than I thought that someone like me was standing right in front of me.

After blocking my sword, Al Araxar hardened his face and said in a slightly angry tone.

“· · · · · · · · Human. ”

* * * * *

He was a rude man.

Al Araxar thought so.

I was curious about my first guest in thousands of years, but that's all.

I didn't want to talk to such a rude human being anymore.

With the sword chosen, the human can't beat himself no matter how hard he tries.

The ancient one was interested in everything in the world, and was particularly interested in systematically organized technologies like swordsmanship.

Al Araxar is the creator of such an ancient circle that amasses all the swords of the world.

However, as I split the sword, I felt something strange.

‘You have some skill with your sword. ’

Al Araxar himself admitted to being talented with the sword.

However, he was only a man who lived for a hundred years. No matter how hard I polished it, there was a limit. I couldn't beat myself for thousands of years.

Get it, get it! Cheyenne!

The sound of the sword striking echoes through the cavern.

Surprisingly, Al Araxar is being pushed one step at a time.

Human swordsmanship was extremely aggressive. You throw everything away and focus solely on the attack.

"Is the human sword this sophisticated? ’

I was even slightly surprised.

His sword was taken from all races.

But there was no sword of this kind.

It's like the attack is the best defense.

Thanks to this, Al Araxar didn't even have time to practice his proud sword.

Take him out!

I was literally crushing it.

Humans, the house of swords!

‘This can't be happening. ’

Al Araxar shifts his attitude from defense to attack.

He decided that he couldn't win without stopping him.

Both surrendered their defenses. I didn't care about the little scars.

An elaborate, systematic sword?

You swing your sword only to win.

Cheyenne!

I think it was about 200 bucks.

A sword flew into the air.

* * * * *

I smiled deeply.

‘I won.'

It was the sword of the flying black Al Araxar.

I held my sword to my neck.

Al Araxar seems distraught. You feel that your expressionless face is still there, but you can't help but squirm.

“What happened? Human swordsmanship, my ass. ”

“Swordsmanship is a confident area. ”

Al Araxar said, as if he had seen some hope in my words.

“I see. Then you're the best swordsman I know." ”

If you battle with the same abilities, you will eventually win or lose based on pure skills.

He seemed to think it would be reassuring if he was skilled enough to surpass the limit.

But it was a pity.

There were quite a few who handled swords better than me.

“I'm pretty good at it. About the seventh time? ”

Let's face it, with one sword, I've handled it well for about the seventh time in mankind.

Al Araxar's expression shakes for the first time.

“What does that mean? ”

“It means there are geniuses better than me. Al Araxar.”

I thought I was a fool.

So I trained the sword to live and die, but I couldn't beat those who had the talent and effort.

Sword, sword, sword. Those who were called by that name.

I didn't get into that line.

But it's true that no one has ever beaten me with a sword except them.

“Seventh · · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Al Araxar closes his eyes.

I thought about it a lot.

I don't think I've been hurt by my pride for a while.

Shhh!

After a short while, Al Araxar returns to his original form.

Then, as you reach out, the heart that was between the bones of the ancient circle slowly flew.

“The Heart of the Ancient One. After a long time, his strength has weakened, but his temper remains intact. ”

“How do I get drunk? ”

Al Araxar replied briefly.

“Eat!”

Eating?

I was stunned for a moment because of that simple answer.

Brace, brace!

The heart was beating violently.

I felt dizzy just looking at it.

It was like a heartbeat roaring towards the world.

“Then you will possess the power of the Ancient One. ”

It was a late adjunct.

I've received the Heart of the Ancient One.

It was the primitive method, but it was the surest number.

No offense.

I've had worse than this.

However, the weight I felt in my heart was not a joke.

I took a big breath and opened my mouth.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

And as it did, it began to bite the heart of the ancient circle.