Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 226 Hyjal! Women make you weak!

Duncan's inscription ability hasn't fully taken effect yet, but once it does, it will be the beginning of a qualitative change. And Hyjad went too far yesterday.

He's just as weak-kneed as anyone else!
To Hyjal's disbelief, Duncan took the charge head-on, staggering back half a step before swinging his battle axe with a powerful, heavy slash. Hyjal hastily parried, the force of which made his arm go numb. Before he could launch another fierce attack, Duncan kicked him in the knee.

In an instant, the warrior, who was a legendary figure among the barbarians, staggered and knelt on one knee. The blade of his battle axe was placed directly against his neck, even cutting his skin and drawing out a trickle of blood.

not far away.

As Duncan swung his battle axe down with a heavy blow, the emblem within the shrine trembled, seemingly ready to unleash divine grace and power at any moment. If Duncan showed even the slightest hint of killing intent, he would be facing Hyjal in his ultimate form.

But Duncan did not kill him. He sheathed his battle axe and looked down expressionlessly at Hyjal, who was kneeling on one knee in front of him.

An uproar erupted around them!
Not only were the barbarian warriors around him shocked, but even the women who had been partying the night before stared blankly at him. Some of the women even looked at Duncan with a hint of regret.

The mature and alluring priestess in the distance suddenly focused her gaze, staring at Duncan with a surprised expression.

"Why is it different from the oracle?"

"Isn't Hyjal an invincible warrior?" The priestess's heart was filled with turmoil.

She worships the River Goddess, a branch of the Ocean Goddess.

The descendant of the Oceanid told her that after serving Hyjal, she would give birth to a strong child who would one day become the king of the Thebits.

hum.

As if trembling, a tiny crack appeared on Hyjal's divine mark, as if covered in dust. To be defeated in the arena by a mortal as a son of a god, and to be so careless and underestimate his opponent, was a disgrace.

The will within the shrine seemed to have become enraged and was extremely dissatisfied with Hyjal!

Kord, the God of Strength, is a true warrior. Although he has a bad reputation, is a hedonist, and enjoys toying with beautiful humans, elves, and even giant women, there is no doubt that he is one of the greatest warriors in the world.

In primitive times, women were considered spoils of war. It was common for them to be knocked unconscious and carried away during tribal conflicts. Many legends about gods of strength involve the forced possession of women to produce heroic offspring, which is also related to the factors of that era.

At the time, this was considered an honor, not a moral issue.

Therefore, no matter how many women Hyjal takes, or how reckless and tyrannical he is, it will not affect the divine grace bestowed upon him.

Only a few key factors can influence the God of Power's favor toward him.

For example, a soldier's basic strength, courage, fighting spirit, and so on.

Underestimating the enemy and being careless.

This is something that the God of Power, Kord, cannot tolerate.

Undoubtedly, Hyjal's overall strength surpasses that of Duncan in his human form. Duncan's strength actually relies on tricks and tactics, after all, he is the King of Kings who fought his way to the top on the battlefield, and his combat experience is absolutely top-notch.

After a night of revelry in Hyjal, exhausted, a slight misstep led to defeat.

Under normal circumstances.

This gladiatorial contest dedicated to the god of strength has ended, and Duncan is clearly the victor.

But the will on the shrine has not left, and the emblem still radiates a divine light.

Hyjal's face was filled with shame and indignation, as well as resentful rage. He suddenly stood up, knocked Duncan back, took a few steps back, rallied his forces, and roared, "Again!"

This battle was a humiliating defeat.

His human form had challenged him many times, but each time he was suppressed by Hyjal's innate divine power and easily beaten to the ground.

Losing to an opponent he had defeated many times was something that Hyjal could not accept!
At this moment, his reckless rage disregarded any rituals offered to the gods; he only wanted to defeat Duncan before him, wash away the humiliation, and regain glory through victory.

It violated the rules of the ritual, but the god of power tacitly approved of it all.

The gladiatorial contest is not over; the divine light within the shrine remains, and He continues to watch.

The gods wanted Hyjal to grow from setbacks, and there's no doubt that what's happening now is something they're happy to see.

Duncan remained silent. He threw away his shield, gestured to Crete beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Give me the spear."

The enemy's naturally strong shield was no match for it.

His arm was numb on one side just now.

Crete also looked shocked, but instinctively obeyed the order and threw his spear over. Barbarian warriors revered the strong, and after this gladiatorial combat, Duncan's status would be different.

Whether it's underestimating his opponent or being reckless, Hyjal is indeed in very poor condition right now.

Roar!
He roared and charged forward again. Sparks flew at the moment of impact. Duncan parried the heavy blow with his battle axe, then swept his spear horizontally. Every inch longer, every inch stronger, he aimed only at Hyjal's lower body. With a bang, he knocked Hyjal off balance and staggered again.

Facing the relentless onslaught of Hyjal, Duncan rolled and dodged, as nimble as an ape. With a single roll, he sprang to his feet, like a legendary gladiator, thrusting his lance into the enemy's thigh.

puff.

A flash of blood appeared!
Even the shrine seemed to tremble slightly. Hyjal's reaction speed was clearly lagging behind. His duel with Duncan was like the Mountain versus Oberyn Martell in A Song of Ice and Fire, except Duncan would never underestimate him. He wouldn't take Hyjal's life, but he wouldn't let him win today either. (Dimensional space, within the projected page.)

The human host's dying wish is being activated, which is like weakening the halo around Hyjal, gradually obscuring his divine mark. In contrast, a faint golden light is appearing on Duncan's human host.

—Quinn Minks (Human Host No. 3) (Legendary Condensation) (Three-Star Gold)!

There are many ways to replace Hyjal.

The first approach is to defeat him repeatedly, like Duncan did, shattering his invincible aura, gradually breaking his will, and ultimately bringing him down from his mythical pedestal.

The second method is to steal the legend of Hyjal, taking all the legendary challenges and powerful monsters assigned to him by the gods and eliminating them before Hyjal can do anything. However, the Hydra lizard from yesterday already told Duncan that all those challenges are of legendary difficulty, and the human form might not be able to defeat them.

Hyjal is powerful because he has a cheat code that allows him to unleash his full power at any time.

Moreover, there are many variables involved: the attention of the gods, the conflicts of power, and the various dangers of the barbaric era. What Duncan needs to do now is to proceed steadily and cautiously. A three-star barbarian warrior is roughly equivalent to a professional level of 11-15, which is considered a top-tier powerhouse among mortals. However, in the mythical era, this is not enough, and they are still prone to sudden death.

boom!
Enraged, Hyjal lunged forward despite his injuries. He used a shield bash to knock Duncan's battle axe away. As the distance closed, the spear became less effective, and the two instantly began to fight hand-to-hand. In the brutal clash of blows, Duncan suddenly exerted his strength and threw Hyjal to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, followed by a heavy blow to Hyjal's chin with a fist the size of a cooking pot.

A tooth flew out!
The handsome and strong Haigar was immediately bruised and swollen, his entire face swollen. Duncan threw punch after punch, so fast that it was like a blur, and actually managed to knock Haigar's head into the dirt.

When he finally got up, panting, his body was also covered in wounds, blood seeped from the bandages on his abdomen, and half of his face was swollen.

But Hyjal had already been knocked unconscious!

At this moment, Duncan swayed slightly, and Crete immediately supported him, while the other barbarian warriors helped up the unconscious Hyjal. His physique was indeed amazing; he only fainted for a moment and quickly woke up, although his entire face was swollen like a pig's head.

"Again...again..." Hyjal's eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit.

But this time Duncan shook his head and slowly said, "Women make your legs weak, women make you frail, women make your will no longer be as strong as steel!"

"Defeating someone like you brings me no glory!"

The words fell.

Inside the shrine not far away, an invisible spiritual light trembled, as if a trace of divine attention had fallen upon him.

The barbarian warriors around him looked surprised, and Crete turned around in shock.

That was an over-the-top display of arrogance.

It could even be described as a blatant insult to Hyjal!

But in his anger, Haigar was also making excuses for his failure, a kind of psychological comfort. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he believed that women had affected his performance. If he hadn't slept with more than ten women last night, he would definitely be more energetic today.

Although it was said to be without honor, the fact that he defeated Hyjal in a fair and square arena battle had already made the other barbarian warriors look at Duncan with new respect.

It won't be long before rumors about him start to circulate.

It's like the myth of Hercules; anyone who has defeated him in a direct confrontation becomes a figure of great importance in the legend.

—"Hyjal's Challenge (Trial of Fate): Your act of defeating Hyjal head-on has attracted the attention of the raging gods, and he has finally paid a heavy price for his recklessness, arrogance, and underestimation of his enemy. Before this humiliation is completely washed away, the divine son Hyjal will continue to challenge you."

—"The attention of the Snow Mountain Goddess: Hyjal once raped the priestess of the Snow Mountain Goddess. Your victory over Hyjal has greatly pleased this goddess!"

(After you defeat Hyjal once again in a humiliating way, the Snowy Mountain Goddess may bestow divine favor.)
(She is a powerful demigod born from the concept of natural disasters, a member of the Fury pantheon. Legend has it that when she is displeased, a terrifying avalanche will occur on the sacred mountain. She favors warriors who can please her and is never stingy with her divine favor.)
(The gods of the rage pantheon are mostly capricious and unpredictable.)
A brutal beating!
Duncan's human form is marked with a golden symbol. He can fail countless times, but if Hyjal fails even once, someone will question him.

After all, Hyjal's starting point is too high!
Supported by the other barbarian warriors, Hyjal limped back.

As Duncan prepared to rest, he noticed the intense gazes of the women around him, including the daughter of the King of Thebit, the woman who had served Hyjal the previous night, who wanted to come and take care of his injuries.

Thank you for your help!

Duncan has a big appetite; these women don't even catch his eye.

And they were dirty.

Given the conditions of that era, one could forget about beautiful, soft-spoken women. Even the princesses of the Thep kings, who were roughly equivalent to the daughters of chieftains of small Germanic tribes, had to do manual labor.

Crete looked ashamed. He helped Duncan sit down and said in a deep voice, "You're right."

"Indulging in beauty does indeed make us weak!"

He kept his word and slept with only three women that night.

Given the physique of the barbarians, the three women were not considered to be infatuated with beauty.

For the barbarians of Usgar, only three things matter most in life: battle, glory, and women.

Fighting is for survival, women are for procreation, glory is for posthumous fame, and immortal legend.

This is a group of truly wild and warlike barbarians.

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(End of this chapter)