Chapter 3 The Cook

Eric said firmly.

"I haven't heard the name, you're lying to me."

Cuarón shook his head, shaking his shoulders.

"That's my real name...... Maybe you're listening to my nickname. ”

"Nickname, I'll pull out your steel bones and see if it's true."

Turning the muscles in his neck back into place, Eric walked towards Caron, who followed suit.

The two of them walked towards each other leisurely, as if they had completely lost their previous bravery, but everyone knew that this was their own delusion.

Less than five meters away, Eric squatted first, and Caron followed suit.

"Bang"!

The two shells collided together in an instant, and the splashed rubble was scattered again and again by the shock wave.

With the two of them punching after punching, the ground under their feet was overwhelmed.

The cracked lines crawled along the moor, and with a loud thud, the land finally sank downward.

The two figures disappeared to the surface, but judging by the tremors that came from time to time in the ground, the battle between the two continued in the pit.

“......”

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the lieutenant looked at Gaia. "Commander Gaia, we should ...... What to do? ”

"Tutan knows what to do,"

Gaia replied subconsciously, but he quickly reacted, "Look at how the Venada react, I won't move if the enemy doesn't move!" ”

"Yes!"

The lieutenant answered, and then ran quickly down the tower.

Standing at the top of the tower, Gaia with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the palpitating tremor of the earthquake, his mouth opened wider and wider.

In the face of such an impossibility, his thousands of griffin troops are like a fart, and the ghost knows what to do!

......

Holding the huge telescope, Venada Adjutant Gnard said in surprise.

"That guy can be compared to Lord Eric?"

Lord Vittorino shook his head slowly.

"On this continent, no one but the dragons will be an opponent of Lord Eric, and that Okasim won't last long."

Gnad muttered.

"Mistress Vittorino...... Have you ever wondered why this Okasim has lasted so long...... It's not scientific. ”

Not as panicked as the lieutenant, Vittorino said calmly.

"He also has Venada Steel on him, and when the Vinada Steel burns out, it will be his time of death."

As soon as the words fell, there was an exclamation, and a figure flew upside down from the hole, and then soared into the sky.

The silver armor on his body reflected the harsh sunlight, and it was Eric!

"Boom"!

There was another loud bang on the ground, and a figure rose from the hole, and the cloth on his body burned in the violent friction, like a cannonball.

Seeing this terrible scene, Vittorino subconsciously clenched the reins, and he gradually became nervous.

Flying upside down into the air, Eric stared straight into Cuarón's eyes.

For Vinada Steelling, this small mistake is not fatal, what is fatal is this man named Caron, he is really on par with himself!

Seeing Cuaron stretch out his fist, Eric also raised his right hand, but the difference was that four spikes suddenly drilled out of his fist armor.

Cuarón, of course, saw the thing, and he swung a false punch to avoid the spikes, then slammed a punch into Eric's chest.

Eric's spike-strewn punch slammed into Cuarón's right cheek, leaving four more deep pits on the bloody right side of his face.

After that, Eric continued to fly upwards, and Caron smashed back to the ground at an even faster speed.

After an unknown amount of time, Eric also fell, and the two of them added two new wounds to the already scarred earth.

Taking a moment's breath, Cuarón looked not far away and whispered.

"Are you still alive?"

Eric replied calmly.

"Knowingly asked."

"Then go ahead."

With a whisper, Caron slowly got up, and then scrupulously dusted his clothes, even if they could no longer be called clothes.

Lying in the pile of corpses, Eric turned his head, his face full of sarcasm.

"Didn't you bring a decent piece of armor?"

Raising his head, Cuarón said earnestly.

"The decency of the Venada is in the heart, not on the surface. Young man, I think you still have a long way to go. ”

"Young man?"

Eric squinted slightly, "You really look like an elder, but I won't spare you, you're a traitor after all." ”

"There are many charges of treason, and I don't belong to any of them. As for why I'm fighting for Okasim, you might want to go back and ask your Majesty Angelo...... Of course, only if you make it back alive. ”

Cuarón drew closer, and Eric slowly crawled out of the rubble.

It wasn't until he was completely on his feet that Caron came out of the spot.

"Bang!"

Another punch, and Cuarón, of course, wouldn't go toe-to-toe with Vinada, and he punched Eric in the elbow at the cost of a fresh wound in the abdomen.

As before, the two threw left fists at each other.

But what he didn't expect was that Eric had no intention of fighting Caron at all, he took a punch in vain, then changed his fist to a grip, stretched out his left hand violently, and grabbed Caron's left arm.

The spike on his right hand reflected Eric's sinister grin, and he threw another punch at Cuarón's abdomen.

"Old fellow, die!"

In such a situation, Caron could not break free from Eric at all, and could only watch as Eric threw the punch.

Unless he can break his left hand......

With a "snap", Cuarón's left arm snapped.

The freed valet took a half-step back, then rocketed out his right foot, which nearly kicked Erik's head off the neck.

With stamina, Eric rolled over the wasteland like a silvery-white piece of rubble.

"Young man."

Caron shook his head and leaped upwards, then spun and leaped towards Eric.

His left arm was broken when he hit the ground, and the punch just now was just a false move, relying on his own Venada steel, Eric was really careless.

In the constant rotation, Eric of course couldn't find his balance, he panicked to find Caron's position, but he didn't expect Caron to be in the sky.

Raising his right leg and aiming at Eric's head, Cuarón stepped down.

He managed to capture Eric's head, which slammed into the wasteland as the splatters of rubble, his body lifted up like a seesaw.

Cuarón stepped on Eric's head, then grabbed Eric's feet with his right hand, and then snapped it hard, and Eric's head finally separated from his body.

Holding the headless body, Cuarón asked with concern.

"Erik, are you still alive?"

A strange sound came from the rubble.

"I'm alive, but I can't move."

"Looks like I won."

Cuarón answered, studying the body up and down.

Before he could take a second look, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded behind him.

Caron subconsciously reached out to block it, but it was too late.

The swift figure, dressed in blue armor, kicked Cuarón's head with a single kick, and the two headless bodies tangled twice on the ground before finally parting.

Surveying the lines in Karon's severed arm, the newcomer Venada Steely whispered.

"Cook, you're still alive."

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