Chapter 226

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A hideaway within the nice forest.

Why

The faces of these asking for causes stored altering.

At first, it was Dorempa, however from the center, it modified to outdated colleagues and folks whose names he didnt know.

Why

Why was it?

Usually, folks in recurring nightmares all the time requested him for causes.

And it all the time ended with

Why!

It was the chief.

Because the thunderous shout echoed in his ears, Ivar immediately sat up in mattress.

Cough, cough.

Wanting round with a sweaty face, he realized it was already night time.

Not like the dream, the hideout was something however quiet.

Darn it, a stressed nights sleep.

Scratching

Ivar mechanically took some herbs and lay again down.

After encountering the Hero within the laboratory.

He targeted solely on recovering within the hideout with out stepping out.

The Heros pursuit was quicker than he had anticipated.

They might meet quickly.

Chief

The face that screamed within the dream and the face he noticed within the laboratory throughout the day intersected within the darkness.

Ivar clenched his fist.

Step by step, the tip of their enduring bond was changing into seen.

Its been years already.

His first encounter with the Hero was when the Daybreak Knights had been simply beginning out and gaining fame.

Theo ordered him to infiltrate the Daybreak Knights as his comrade, and Ivar faithfully adopted.

Thus, generally residing as a hero, generally as a pawn.

Reminiscences of main the cost in opposition to demons.

Reminiscences of secretly harming people from behind.

The 2 intertwined.

Since when?

Ivar not thought concerning the penalties of his actions.

However does that imply he really doesnt perceive?

Numerous heroes died due to the knowledge he handed on, the traps he set.

And their absence led to much more loss of life.

Sometime, you’ll pay to your sins!

Way back, the anonymous man who shouted at him as if spitting blood got here to thoughts.

Pay for the sins

Ivar gritted his enamel at this.

Sins, huh fucking proper. I couldnt assist it both.

If anybody had been in his place, they might have chosen betrayal similar to him.

He had one thing to guard.

Extra treasured than comrades or anonymous people.

Who may throw stones at him?

Ivar, who had been frowning, immediately smiled bitterly.

Properly, aside from one individual.

Ted Redymer was an incomprehensible human.

An individual who mechanically pursued justice.

If he needed to sacrifice himself, even his family-like comrades, to save lots of folks he didnt even know, he would.

Ivar may by no means perceive his judgment.

Someplace, hes damaged.

The chief was fallacious.

He actually didnt know what was really essential.

A hypocrite.

Scratching

It was the second Ivar was about to renew his restoration workout routines.

Huh?

As he took a deep breath, there was one thing oddly disturbing.

The contemporary air flowing into the hideout.

Sure, it was clear and clear night time air.

!

Ivar immediately stood up and unfold his mana round.

Gone?

Ivars face froze like a statue.

The quite a few curses put in by Theos subordinates had disappeared.

Some remained, however even these had been tremendously weakened.

How?

Irrespective of how deeply he slept, who may deceive his delicate senses and dispel the curses?

However Ivar didnt have time to leisurely deduce the offender.

He needed to depart first.

It was the second Ivar hurriedly headed in direction of the doorway of the cave.

He froze in place, unable to take just a few steps.

A well-known silhouette was ready for him on the entrance of the cave.

Ivars lips slowly curled.

Youve come?

The Hero didnt reply.

Simply elevating the Black Hope, pointing it at Ivar.

A faint glimmer gathered on the tip of the sword.

Ivar unfold his palms out and checked out it.

Ssshaaaack!

The condensed sword vitality within the form of a small sphere flew, illuminating the darkish cave like a capturing star.

Focus Halo.

It was a way he had grown bored with seeing on the battlefield.

It was additionally a way he had anticipated would someday flip in opposition to him.

Kwaaaaaang!

The cave collapsed violently, shaking fiercely from the explosion attributable to Halo.

Ivar raised his head.

Although it appeared unlikely, amidst the rumbling of the collapse, the Heros ominous voice appeared to penetrate.

Its time to pay to your sins.

Fearing mana consumption.

Although it was arduous to see it as a trick, the Hero was step by step being wounded by Ivars Tempest.

Though not deadly, there was appreciable bleeding.

Thats when it occurred.

Wuuuuung-

A second of concern flashed throughout Ivars face, which had been full of triumphant pleasure.

It was as a result of he observed the mana forming within the air.

Sword Sheath!

Ivars coronary heart sank.

Its Horizon!

Ivar reflexively stopped flying.

Simply earlier than the realized concern overwhelmed Ivar,

Huh?

He realized one thing was fallacious.

Is it incomplete?

The last word swordsmanship, Horizon.

Usually, the terrifying judgment would have been unleashed with the looks of Sword Sheath.

However the type of the sheath was nonetheless incomplete.

Was it pressured?

Ivar appeared on the Hero.

Beads of sweat trickled down the Heros face.

Ivar tensed his physique.

Its my likelihood.

The Hero appeared to be pouring nearly all of his focus into forming the sword.

The defensive magic he had layered on his physique additionally weakened.

Would you want to offer flesh and take the bone?

Then so be it.

The calculation was swift.

With that imperfect Horizon, Ivar wouldnt be killed immediately even when he was hit.

But when my assault strikes the chief in that state, it may be deadly.

Irrespective of how sturdy the Hero was, he couldnt stand up to Ivars Tempest with simply his physique.

The Hero was a mountain he couldnt cross, however Ivar may bend it.

As a grasp of martial arts, Ivar couldnt assist however get excited.

His twisted ambition started to rise.

Chief!

Ivar flew in direction of the bottom like a hawk catching its prey.

Anyway, it was near inconceivable to visually understand and react to Horizon.

After predicting the trajectory and taking evasive motion, Ivar aimed his Tempest-enveloped fist on the silhouette of the approaching Hero.

Cshhh-

Thunk-

A well-crafted alloy enveloped the Heros physique.

Whereas most armor displays gentle, the Boeun appeared to soak up gentle as an alternative.

The refined shine of the armor fading into the darkness.

Ivars eyes shook violently.

What’s that?

However it was too late to cease the assault and switch round.

!

The Hero had already unleashed Horizon upon him.

Sharper than the fleeting blue glow in his sight was the depth in his eyes.

Ivar felt a momentary sense of unease, however rapidly threw a punch.

A deafening growth erupted.

Sssaaaak-

Kwaaaang-!

The intersecting Horizon and Tempest.

Krrrugh!

Ivar clutched his left shoulder and tumbled to the bottom.

Scorching blood spurted between his fingers.

Huh, huh.

Had he not anticipated the purpose of influence and twisted his physique, his coronary heart would have been pierced.

A deep gash remained from his left shoulder to his chest.

However Ivars face was full of delight.

It positively hit!

The Hero additionally tumbled in the identical route.

The fist had struck his coronary heart exactly.

Even with armor, the shock would have reached his coronary heart.

It absolutely would have been deadly.

Ivar staggered to his toes and appeared on the fallen Hero with hopeful eyes.

However

What?

The Hero was already standing straight.

Whilst blackened blood poured from his helmet, his physique stood agency.

This was absurd.

Unknowingly, Ivar took a step again.

A well-known voice echoed in his ears; it was then.

What a relentless assault.

If he hadnt been a doppelganger, even with armor, he would have been killed immediately.

His coronary heart was midway shattered.

Even now, his psychological power was being drained as he healed his inside organs.

But, the armor wasnt ineffective.

If he had been unarmored, his physique would have been torn past restoration.

Due to the armors main perform of absorbing shock, he managed to take care of his type.

The Heros gaze shifted downward.

This new armor is unbelievable.

The alloy, refined with Noubelmags utmost effort, was now in tatters like a rag.

The blade-like wind had shattered the higher a part of the armor upon contact for a short second.

The armor resembled a scalp scratched mercilessly by fingernails.

However regardless

The situation has been met.

The primary situation for Heros victory in opposition to Ivar in battle.

Inflict near-fatal wounds on one another.

The Hero stood dealing with Ivar who had an astonished expression.

Now was the time to meet the second situation.

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