The Heavenly Demon Can't Live a Normal Life Chapter 231

Published at 23rd of November 2021 05:34:26 AM

Feast for the Feast (2)

People's faces hardened.

Blood dripping on the floor.

I'm not surprised that someone has died.

As a warrior of Valhalla, it was all too common to die in battle, but the problem was the process in which Bartolo was defeated.

Bartolo is a ranker in Valhalla.

He was a strong man who could never be taken lightly, and he was vigilant toward Roman Dmitry, watching his opponent's movements until the end, and then attacking by surprise.

series of processes.

took the lead.

What the people were expecting was the panicked Roman Dmitry pushed back.

By the way.

suffered a single blow.

Normal people couldn't even check how they attacked, but Bartolo stumbled and fell.

It was a shocking sight.

People couldn't hide their shaky pupils, thinking that the rumor that they had defeated Gustavo Knights Commander in one blow might be true.

next.

Roman Dmitry's voice.

It was quiet.

As if it wasn't a big deal, Roman Dmitry looked away from Bartolo's corpse.

Paulo and Marin.

The purpose of the confrontation was different.

If in Paulo it was an armed protest announcing his arrival, it was a place to prove who Roman Dmitry was from now on against Barbosa.

There was no need to win capitulation with overwhelming violence.

It is a clear example that those who challenge should be prepared to die. A single confrontation, rather than a hundred words, revealed the seriousness of the situation.

If it were a country other than Valhalla.

People didn't know it was going to go away.

But for those who truly follow Valhalla, the fact that Roman Dmitry's skills are real is a win-win.

"Valhalla!"

A man stepping forward.

was an unknown person.

Even though he knew he was going to die, he wanted his existence to shine in the sword of the strong.

"I will deal with you this time."

place of verification.

The stage to test Roman Dmitry started from now.

* * *

referee too.

There were no rules.

It was a place to simply compete with force, and when the challenger stepped in, people naturally created a space.

That was it.

Even though no signal fell, the challenger rushed forward.

tat.

The challenger threw the dagger first.

The battle of Valhalla warriors does not choose any means and methods.

A one-on-one confrontation without prior consultation in the name of confrontation becomes a problem, but it was common to use a weapon such as a dagger as it is now.

Even if they attack vital points, bite their ears, and pierce their opponent's eyes. In a battlefield full of blood and death, surviving somehow was the priority in Valhalla.

swish.

The dagger passed by.

The challenger threw a dagger in anticipation of the opponent's evasion range, but Roman Dmitry did not move at all.

A dagger that passes around.

The challenger clenched his teeth.

Raising an aura, he thrust his sword into the opponent's heart.

flash.

poof.

head flew away

As the blood spurted out like a fountain, his body ran past Roman and fell on the floor as he moved forward.

poop.

blood falling from the sky.

Roman Dmitry did not have to avoid it.

On the battlefield, accepting blood was the way of magic.

next.

"I am the gatu of Valhalla."

A man named Gatou.

This time, it was the ranker of Valhalla.

Even though the difference in ranking with Bartolo wasn't that big, he looked at Roman Dmitry with a hot face.

It was a marvelous force. Dying to the true strong is a blessing granted to Valhalla warriors.

Based on the previous results, Gatu considered that his life would not be worth it if he died for Roman Dmitry's verification.

hooo.

It started with Gatou's advance.

Using a mace hanging from a chain, Gatu attacked the opponent by wriggling huge muscles and swinging the mace.

Kwajik!

The floor was smashed.

It was great power.

An aura rose, controlling the movement of the chain freely, and a mace came out to block the direction of Roman Dmitry's movement.

It was a unique attack method.

Common aura swordsmen use the universal medium of the sword, but the warriors of the Valhalla Empire used the aura in different ways.

Valhalla.

That was the reason they were strong.

The anomalous attack pierced the loophole, and the beings who were truly called the warriors of Valhalla burned as their opponents grew stronger.

Those who spoke of surrender in Paulo.

It is undeniable that they were also born in Valhalla, but the people they are facing now represent the root of Valhalla.

Quiet rumble.

"Where!"

Gatu raised an aura.

Changing the direction of the mace from a distance, he clenched his teeth to somehow crush Roman Dmitry.

That moment.

Papa Pat.

The wind blew.

The chain surrounded by the aura was cut off at once, and the mace, which had lost its restraint, was seen falling to the floor.

For Gatou, it was a moment when he felt death.

Roman Dmitry's sword would cut his throat if he did not shout surrender, but Gatu grabbed the short chain attached to the mace with his bare hands and swung it towards Roman Dmitry.

bamboo Gagging."

spatula.

Brilliant sword.

Gatu's head was blown away with a maddened face.

The fact that the opponent was an overwhelming force, he looked rather excited.

tuk.

Degur.

head rolled on the floor

next.

The confrontation continued.

The warriors who were not afraid of death continued to show their willingness to challenge Roman Dmitry, but none of them showed a meaningful battle.

corpses piled up

At first, when one or two were dying, the people who had hoped that they could still defeat Roman Dmitry became pale and tired when the number of corpses increased to a dozen.

It was just like that.

This time, the 57th ranker of Valhalla came out, and he also had a long chest cut after exchanging workshops a few times.

poof.

trembling body.

The ranker knelt down.

As people, they took a step back without realizing it.

next.

repeated words.

People looked into each other's eyes.

Those who truly believed in and followed Valhalla were immortal, but not all of Valhalla's people threw their lives at the risk of their predecessors.

The world in which people live was the same. There are only a handful of beings that maintain Valhalla's reputation as a land of warriors.

For the most part, they were intimidated by the same overwhelming violence as in Paulo.

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People didn't even dare to look into their eyes anymore, for fear that Roman Dmitry might even point to him.

"The days are still long. Is there no one else to challenge you?"

Early moning.

People flocked wildly.

However, the surroundings had only just become brighter, but the ferocious momentum of the people was nowhere to be found.

corpses lying on the floor.

They have demonstrated the minimum qualifications.

Unless he really wanted to die, he knew that he couldn't deal with Roman Dmitry with any skill.

Roman Dmitry said.

"There is only one day left until the eve. If anyone wants to challenge you, just knock on the door."

I just took a step back.

So, people stared blankly at the figure of Roman Dmitry disappearing inside.

* * *

Marin flinched.

The center of the rumor was Roman Dmitry.

I heard that Sanchez was accepting the challenge, but as the sun was rising in the middle of the sky, I got the shocking news.

" Are you done already?"

"Because it is. People started flocking in from the early morning, but no one was able to properly defend against Roman Dmitry. The heads of the people who challenged are blown away, so after about a dozen or so people have died, no one has been able to challenge them. So, I also came back thinking that it was a waste of time."

"How could Roman Dmitry be that strong? Where did the rankers of Valhalla do it?"

"This man. Do you think the rankers didn't show up? It was said that the person whose throat was blown away by a single blow from the beginning was Bartolo, one of the rankers of Valhalla. Other than that, there were other rankers like Gatou, but they failed to do anything against Roman Dmitry and lost. That is the truth I have just witnessed."

"You crazy."

people were astonished

Names of those who lost against Roman Dmitry.

never, never been satisfied.

It would be understandable to some extent if they said that Bartolo was killed at the end of the battle, but the fact that he was killed in one blow was not readily acceptable.

In the meantime, he had denied the rumors from a distant battlefield.

When it was said that the existence of Roman Dmitry overwhelmingly defeated Butler, Count Nicholas, and finally, even the commander of the Gustavo Knights, he sneered as it was a rumor unique to the battlefield to make a hero.

By the way.

I couldn't now.

The value of the names of the rankers, including Bartolo, proved that there was a clear basis for Roman Dmitry's actions.

" The ability to overwhelm the rankers of Valhalla at the age of 20. I wondered how the Cairo Kingdom defeated the Kronos Empire, and a hero was born."

Roman Dmitry acknowledged.

But apart from that, it was unacceptable for Roman Dmitry to go on stage like this.

still not enough

Barbosa.

He is the top ranker in Valhalla.

Even if he acknowledged the rumors in the past, it was not suitable for Barbosa.

"I want the top rankers to come forward. You can't put Roman Dmitry on a festival stage like this.

"Would Morales-sama come forward? His disciple Sanchez spread the rumors about Roman Dmitry, and in fact, Barbosa's opponent was Morales-sama in the first place. That's enough to defeat Roman Dmitry. Also, he is a good fit for the warrior who will represent Valhalla."

right. No matter how tall and long Roman Dmitry is, the chances of defeating Morales-sama are slim."

people agreed.

Morales.

wanted him to go.

Although not mentioned in the Continental Twelve Swords, Morales was a monster recognized by all the warriors of Valhalla.

Pilseung (必勝).

They did not doubt the warriors representing their country.

* * *

Hwareuk.

Whoops.

The light flickered.

Among the red lights illuminating the dark space, the large man wiped the surface of the sword with a dry cloth reverently.

"Sanchez. Do you know why I want to fight Barbosa?"

man's body.

It was Morales.

At Morales' words, Sanchez spoke in a tone that was certain of the answer.

"Because of bad ties in the past."

"You are right. In the first place, my relationship with Barbossa stemmed from a bitter affair. However, contrary to popular rumors, the fundamental reason for the affair is not because of inferiority towards Barbosa. Barbosa. The Twelve Swords of the Continent, which Valhalla is proud of, is not born with the pride of a warrior as much as thought."

beyond memory.

Morales recalled his memories with Barbossa.

When he first fought him, Barbosa defeated Morales in an unfair way.

It was from then.

At the name of Barbosa, Morales grinded his teeth.

"I hate Barbossa. I don't like the way he gets people's cheers and talks about him as if he's been blessed by Valhalla. So I was hoping to fight him. Because Barbossa cannot exist under the same sky. With the sole intention of defeating Barbosa, the trumpeter of the leaders who trample on the traditions of Valhalla, I have been honing my swordsmanship. But Roman Dmitry took my place. It could be a choice to ignore me, or maybe it was a dirty scheme of the top leaders to protect Barbosa. sure thing is. The stage of the festival is my seat."

"You are right."

It was surprising for Sanchez.

Barbossa and Morales.

I did not know that there was a special reason for the bad relationship between the two of them, not just a rivalry that had been established since childhood.

Morales raised his sword.

The great sword suited to his huge body exudes an overwhelming force.

"Sanchez. From now on, gather the people of Valhalla. So that everyone can watch the battle between me and Roman Dmitry. I will prove to the Valhalla leadership that I am a good match for Barbosa. If you defeat Roman Dmitry. Then, Barbosa will not be able to escape my fate."

If you lose.

Your bowl is just that.

The tattooed muscles of Morales twitched, and he stepped outside in the sunlight.

The monster of Valhalla.

The monster, which was different from the beings it had dealt with before, finally raised a gigantic body.

Chapter end