Abra's battle cry gave him courage and strength, and he turned and swung his axe as he ran, swept through the wind. Orlan sideways the greatsword to parry, and the blade of the axe struck the center of the sword, slashing along the surface of the sword. With the harsh impact of metal, a string of sparks splashed.

It was only the first blow that Abra could feel that this man was indeed as tough as a boulder, and he could not feel any movement in his steps or shape.

Then he slashed a second time, relying on the inertia of the first blow and the more ferocious force.

This attack leapt overhead from the bottom up, and after a very brief pause, it slammed into Orlan.

At this time, Orlan, who was holding his sword horizontally, was unusual, and the tip of the sword that had been erected met the sharp axe blade above his head. When the blade of the sword and the blade of the axe are infinitely close and intertwined, Abra did not expect it! The axe, which was supposed to fall vertically and slash first to the top of the opponent's head, was struck by a blade that "jumped" in mid-air.

And the tip of the opponent's sword still maintained the same trajectory and slashed towards his head! Perhaps it was years of combat training that made him extremely alert. Almost instantly, he let go of his right hand sideways to let his head dodge the blade, but a streak of blood had already appeared on his chest.

Shocked! He could even imagine the horror when his head was split, just in the moment of life and death.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? Never heard of it. The infinitely powerful "Bullet Blade" technique allows you to bounce off your opponent's attacks and then counterattack! If it weren't for that little bit of foresight, he would be dead by now.

Abra staggered back a few steps, and the people around him who had been cheering and cheering were dumbfounded and speechless. It's just a confrontation of three or two moves, why did Abra, who obviously had the upper hand, see red instead? People looked at this silver-haired boy with a big sword, as if he had just done a little warm-up.

"Now, it's my turn. Again, are you sure you're going to be my opponent? Oran held his sword flat with one hand.

"Of course. It's just a minor injury. Abra wiped a handful of blood from his chest, but no one noticed that his left hand was making an inconspicuous gesture as it drooped. Perhaps only the Bonnier who was present knew.

"Then I'll be on it!" Orlan left where he was and rushed in front of him, a dazzle. Then there was a straight slash down, and Abra crossed the handle of the axe. Tong...... The blade of the sword seemed to be slashed into an iron bar, and I could feel the tremor coming from the handle of the axe, which made the tiger's mouth tingle.

Tom tom, Orlan seems to only have this trick, vertical split, vertical split, or vertical split. I saw that Abra's hands were bruised and his eyes were about to burst, and finally his thick arms were shaking. The handle of the axe was not broken, but it was broken into a corner......

No one dared to make the slightest sound, they didn't dare to imagine what kind of monster was hidden under the skin of this handsome silver-haired young man? Now, even if Orlan says he's an ogre and a dragon, everyone present will probably believe it.

The wound on Abra's chest had cracked, and a large amount of blood stained his heaving chest, showing how hard he had used to keep out Orlan's attack plane.

"And now?" Orlan may be waiting for a "towel", after all, a pure-blood warrior is hard to find now, and if you die, you will have one less; But maybe Orlan is just interested in trying his hand at it, who knows.

"Moving...... Do it. Abra blurted out weakly, not that he had been killed. Perhaps he was struggling and uneasy at the moment, but since the moment he believed in the Faceless God, he was no longer a warrior.

Groups of soldiers, armed to the teeth, suddenly rushed in from the crowd around them. Shielded Abra from his back and surrounded Orlan and Lilian.

"These aren't the Pagain Guards, why are they here?"

"What are they going to do, it seems that Abra can't die?"

The surrounding hunters erupted in a chatter, but none of them dared to protest. After all, seeing the main backbone of the Hunter Brotherhood being killed, they didn't have that consciousness yet.

"It has now been determined that the two men in front of them are the murderers of Mark, Jack, and the Employer Knight, as well as a dozen other murders. Paga was killed on the spot because of the warrant from the captain of the guard! A bounty of one hundred for those who take their heads! ”

The reversal was so powerful that the people around him didn't even understand how the hunters who originally thought they were warriors suddenly became villains, villains who were even worse than them.

"I'm sorry, this duel doesn't work anymore, and you plead guilty." Abra shook her head and lamented.

"This, what a tainted duel, isn't it?" Orlan didn't expect things to turn out like this, and all he won in the end was a sigh.

It seems that the hunter of this world is no longer a hunter after all.

Through the heavily armed guards, Abra saw those bright red eyes that were about to drip blood, and an unspeakable terror filled his mind, suffocating him! He finally understood what Bonnier was feeling, and the ...... in front of him It's clearly a fierce beast!

"Quick! Stop him! Everybody on me! Abra roared.

At his command, the heavily armored soldiers, dressed in heavy armor and armed with spears and broad shields, prepared to attack, pointing their spears at Orlan and Lilian. The hunters seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then they also drew their weapons and surrounded them.

Faced with such a siege of three layers inside and three layers outside, Lillian used the alchemy she bought at the Rayrell Grocery Store, and the smoke bombs and stun bombs suddenly turned the battlefield into chaos, and the thistles against the heavy armor soldiers temporarily hindered their siege on the ground. But with these little things alone, the two of them still seem to be in a catastrophe.

Scold...... Laugh at! Unfortunately, Abra rejoiced too soon. I saw that the heavy armor guards stood in a row of copper walls and iron walls, just like ordinary broken barrels, and a gap was cut by the big sword in Orlan's hand.

It is inconceivable that this kind of heavily armored guard, which could have defended against the collision of ordinary horse bandits and bandits, was easily defeated by one man and one sword. Their spears were flattened, their broad shields were slashed, and their heavy armor was pierced like papier-mâché.

It turned out that this was the real strength of this person, and standing behind the heavily armored guards, Abra finally understood at this moment that no one could stop him.

In the next second, he only felt the world spinning, saw the pink plasma like a small fountain around his neck, smelled the blood, and then it was dark.

"O faceless god, mortal, there will be death. Please accept my soul......" was his last prayer.

……

"Lillian, get on the horse. Let's get out of here! Go to Bonnier, I know where he fled to. ”

The people around them watched Orlan easily sweep away the Heavy Guards and then cut off Abra's head, which refreshed their perception of "power" for a while. For a while, no one dared to move forward.

The rest of the guard did not leave, as if waiting for reinforcements. And the hunters ran away with snacks, and only a few of them were still staring at Oran's head viciously.