Man on the ark, forced to become king

This is just the appetizer; the real battle will begin when we get close.

"Roar!!!!"

The battle cry resounded across the land once more, and a deep purple streak of light pierced the air, but this time the arrows were aimed not at the front, but at the sky.

As he ran, Kosiché looked up in confusion, his pupils suddenly contracting.

What is that!

Suddenly, thick arrows appeared out of thin air in the sky, densely packed like a torrential downpour, completely blocking the road ahead.

Dodge? How are you supposed to dodge so many arrows? And these arrows can even curve!

At such close range, with such a sudden rain of arrows, she had no way to dodge!

Kosichrie could only watch helplessly as the barrage of arrows surrounded her, piercing and tearing her body to shreds.

"(Ursus profanity)!"

No matter how well-mannered or shrewd Kosic was, he couldn't hold back at this moment and blurted out a curse.

Fortunately, this death was not entirely without its benefits; at least she was able to revive at a relatively short distance, so she didn't have to start running from the beginning again.

"Magic that can manifest physical forms? I've never seen anything like it."

In a corner of the battlefield, Theresa's figure appeared out of thin air, but compared to Lin Lu, her body was slightly illusory.

Considering that it was still Boris's mansion outside, she only separated a part of her consciousness to be pulled in, to observe Koschche's miserable state, and still had a lot of energy left to be vigilant about any possible changes outside.

"Is this the battlefield you once experienced?"

However, more than watching Kosichrie suffer a setback, His Majesty the Demon King was clearly more concerned with the battlefield itself.

"Yes, it was right here that I had a fierce battle with Ratahn. After being corrupted to the point of madness, he wished to die on the battlefield as a warrior, so his friends held a battle celebration for him, choosing a suitable person to fight the general."

"Then, I went there. At that time, I was still very weak."

Recalling those past events, a look of reminiscence flashed in Lin Lu's eyes as she sighed, "That was the most magnificent battle I've ever experienced. General Ratan of Shattered Stars truly deserves the title of hero. Even though he was corrupted and driven mad by corruption, he used his last strength to seal this battlefield, sealing himself within it. Outside the battlefield, his former subordinates never forgot their mission and duty, wandering day after day on the desolate land after the corruption, preventing the corruption from spreading outwards."

"Very weak?"

Theresa's lips twitched slightly, wondering if there was something wrong with her understanding of the word 'weak'.

Being able to fight and defeat an enemy of this caliber, one can hardly be considered weak, right?

In the short time she's been here, Kosichek has already been killed twice...

"Yes, I was really weak back then, as for Koschke..."

Lin Lu's expression was strange, and she said sarcastically, "Is there any possibility, I mean, is there any possibility that she's just too useless?"

……

"Bah!"

Spitting out the sand in his mouth, Kosiché struggled to get up from the ground, feeling a burning sensation on his back. The aristocratic clothes he was wearing had long since been torn to shreds.

Damn it, why does the Memory Battlefield have to be made so realistic!

He cursed inwardly, but his body followed his instincts and ran forward as fast as it could.

As he drew closer to the tall figure riding the pony, and even the fine details of the figure's breastplate became clearly visible, Kosiché's eyes lit up with hope.

Finally! She finally ran over!

Damn that crippled horse rider, now it's her turn, isn't it?

Anyone who gets brutally crushed to death several times would be unable to remain calm, and Koschei was no exception. Right now, all she wanted to do was run to a distance where it was inconvenient to use her bow and arrow, and then take down the monster by taking advantage of her agility!

Although she is not good at fighting, it depends on who she is fighting against.

Compared to other gods, she is far inferior, but compared to ordinary people, she is far superior; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to reach such a close distance so quickly.

Surely she, a perfectly healthy person, can't possibly be unable to cope with a disabled person who has no legs?

Indeed, she was no match for him in a direct confrontation of strength, but why did she choose to fight head-on?

If you find the right opportunity, you absolutely can... um? Wait a minute!

It was only then that Kosichrie realized a serious problem—she had arrived there unarmed, without any weapons!

Clang!

In her dazed gaze, General Shattered Star's eyes, gleaming with a bloodthirsty light, lit up. He slung his longbow behind his back and drew two enormous swords, each larger than a person.

Chapter Sixty-Four: The Pinnacle of Martial Arts, Reaching the Pinnacle

Damn!

Kosich has cursed countless times, but there's nothing he can do. Circumstances dictate that if you fall behind, you'll be attacked.

Trapped here, he had no choice but to follow Lin Lu's script.

What should you do if you don't have a weapon?

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw old weapons stuck upside down in the sand.

Those were patients left behind by soldiers who had fought here, scarred by battle, and might not be of much use.

Even the most worn-out weapon is still much better than bare hands.

A deep purple light emanated from the two greatswords, illuminating the inscriptions branded on their blades. Taking advantage of the moment before General Shattered Star could make a move, Kosichie swiftly drew a rusty spear from the side and dodged away.

There was no way to avoid it; the pair of large swords were already slashing down.

'Hmph, as long as you hide in the back, you can't do anything about it, can you?'

After dodging the attack, Kosichrie discovered that, just as she had predicted, General Shattered Star simply stood still and swung his sword after putting away his bow and arrows, which further solidified her belief.

The small horse that was almost crushed could not support such a huge body. In addition, it had lost its legs and could not dismount. This big guy must have very low agility. As long as you don't stand in front of it, you can avoid it!

Without hesitation, Kosic made his move, bypassing the side of the large knife and charging straight ahead, intending to get around to the back in the shortest possible time.

"A very smart move."

Even her enemies, Theresa never hesitated to praise them.

In her view, Kosiché's approach was indeed correct. When facing an enemy that cannot be directly confronted, one should avoid its sharp edge, seek out its weaknesses, and then exploit them.

General Shattered Star's arrows are swift and his swords are accurate, but his weaknesses are also obvious.

His mount could not support his body, and he had lost both feet and could not put his feet on the ground, so the only thing he could rely on was that little horse.

Not to mention that horses are inherently limited in small spaces, their small size also means they cannot turn nimbly when carrying a heavy load.

Therefore, going around to the back is indeed a smart move.

But is this really the case?

“If Ratahn could be defeated so easily, then he wouldn’t be Ratahn.”

Lin Lu smiled slightly, offered no explanation, and gestured for Theresa to continue watching.

Riding a pony without legs means you can only stand there and get beaten up?

What a naive idea...

Even without legs, or even with only one arm to move, Ratan could defeat his enemies with his unparalleled gravity magic.

He is a monster on the battlefield, a nightmare for the enemy, a general who seals the stars, and will not fall as long as he has a breath left.

Otherwise, how could he have traversed border regions, fought across local areas, and been hailed as a hero?

Kosiché soon proved with his own life how wrong the idea of ​​attacking from behind was.

She had just circled behind Ratahn and hadn't even had time to raise her spear when she saw a faint purple light flash across the tall figure facing away from her. Then, the small, thin horse's four hooves sank into the sand and spun around in place!

Call ~

The wind and waves stirred up by the broadsword blew away the red sand, startling Koschie, who hurriedly retreated, but felt a heavy pulling force acting on her, dragging her forcefully towards the blade!

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

Ratahn's greatsword doesn't have a particularly sharp blade, but the terrifying power it contains, enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, is far more frightening than a sharp blade!

Click!Click!

In this real battlefield of memories, Koschke could clearly hear the groans of bones as he was thrown through the air like a rag doll, twisting into a bizarre shape before crashing into the sand and shattering into a shower of fluorescent light.

Such a small horse, such a big person, and it can turn around so easily? More flexible than the cannon emplacements of a city defense artillery?

This is not Originium Arts at all!

The fluorescence dispersed and then converged again; Koschke came back to life, cursing under his breath.

She figured it out. With that kind of gravity manipulation magic at work, this guy could still use magic to drive his body even when he lost his mind, as if the application of gravity magic had been engraved into his instincts and become a part of his body.

In other words, General Shattered Star, who appears to be disabled, actually has no weaknesses at all!

If you're too far away, you'll be bombarded with arrows; if you're too close, you can't dodge the slashes from those two big swords, and you might even be forcibly dragged over by gravity magic. There's no way to avoid it. How are you supposed to fight like this?

With that tattered spear in her hand?

Whether it will be able to break through the defense if it's actually stabbed!

Perhaps by using martial arts skills to contend with him, there might still be a glimmer of hope?