Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 12 God Killer

Oran held a katana in each hand, blocking Erladin's swing with his two swords held horizontally. Ivankov and the others had not expected that Oran had such a hidden trick up his sleeve.

In fact, Oran has more than one card hidden away.

Building the Hextech portal was necessary for the evacuation, and distributing weapons and setting traps were part of the plan. Apart from that, Oran didn't need to list out everything he knew, like he was giving a household registration.

Even their own people don't know this, let alone the Celestial Dragons who know nothing about this place.

However, seeing that his attack was blocked, Erladin became somewhat interested.

Compared to the Knights of God led by Gringu, they were fundamentally inferior, after all, that was the Celestial Dragons' top fighting force, while Erladin wasn't even considered a reserve.

Aside from verbally refusing to acknowledge Greene's superiority, he was inferior to Greene in every other aspect.

But he is different from those useless Celestial Dragons with bubble helmets; at least he is a core member of the Celestial Dragons under normal circumstances.

If the prey can resist, the hunter can enjoy himself more.

"I never imagined that in a remote and impoverished place like the Western Sea, there would be lowly people who could please me—no, I should say rebels."

If those good-for-nothings chased after you, you might actually succeed, and that would truly be a disgrace.

The Celestial Dragons aren't mute; they can speak normally. Using words to instill fear in their opponents before reaping their benefits is a common tactic of theirs.

"You should feel honored. I'm in a hurry right now, so I won't keep you occupied for too long."

But today, he is destined to miscalculate.

"Ha, your species really knows how to redefine my understanding. What makes you so confident of victory under these circumstances?"

"Of course, it's because of strength! You lowly commoner, when you attempted to offend the majesty of the gods, your fate was already sealed!"

Erladin began to exert more force with both arms. The lower levels of the Celestial Dragons are stupid, but the basic logic of the upper levels has not collapsed. They will not let a group of pirate slaves with high bounties become prey.

The Grand Line and the Red Line separate the four seas, resulting in vastly different combat strengths in different regions. Pirates who can roam the New World will most likely unilaterally crush any sea area they come to.

Therefore, Erladin never thought there would be any formidable opponents on God Valley, and he didn't use much strength at first. However, when he started to increase the strength in his arms, he did not achieve the results he expected.

"As expected, anything can call itself a god now."

As soon as Oran had a thought, the core of his armor began to charge, and blue energy began to flow through his exoskeleton.

Output power 100%.

While some parts of Valoran are relatively peaceful, the continent itself is not entirely safe, with roaming unsealed Darkin, demons hidden among the people, the Void watching the continent, and the Protoss atop Mount Targon.

Although he is a researcher, Piltover doesn't have as many messy things going on, but his own strength is also very important. Coincidentally, Oran's ability allows him to have a few "teachers" he is somewhat familiar with.

"If guys like you can be gods, then today I'm going to be a god-killer."

Because of the mask, Oran couldn't see Eradin's expression, but Oran didn't care.

With the help of the exoskeleton, Oran unleashed a tremendous force, deflecting Eradin's weapon while simultaneously swinging both swords diagonally upwards.

Rin-gami Slash!

Two slashes swept through the air simultaneously, and the surrounding airflow seemed to be drawn by Oran's blade, forming an invisible barrier that interfered with Erladin's movements.

A few strands of hair drifted down in the wind, and Erladin's mask was ripped in two, revealing his ashen face.

"How dare you force me to breathe this filthy air!"

bass!

The blade grazed past his ear, but Oran didn't continue speaking to him. While Erladin was still angry, he was already beside him, slashing with his right sword while simultaneously thrusting with his left.

Erladin dodged Oran's slash at the first moment, but his counterattack was also deflected aside by Oran's blade.

After several collisions, Oran's twin blades were slightly retracted, and then they rushed forward a distance together with the blades. The scattered wind blades even cut down two large trees behind Erladin and left deep marks on the rock wall.

Jade cut!

"Flying Slash?! No, the power of a Flying Slash wouldn't be that weak. How could someone like this be considered an ordinary fleeing rabbit?"

"Actually, meeting a Celestial Dragon like you is a good thing."

It's true you're quite difficult to deal with, but that way I don't have to worry about whether you bunch of scum can understand the words I'm using to curse you.

The air currents above the twin blades gradually dissipated; this was a special sword technique.

Oran's swordsmanship teacher was very special. Strictly speaking, he wasn't even a living person, but a "dead" in the spiritual realm - Yone.

The older brother of the man who disappears into the canyon every day and never returns.

This spiritual realm is the place Oran most often enters in his dreams. When he met Yone, Oran traded a mystery about Yasuo for Yone's swordsmanship instruction.

Yone did not practice Yasuo's secret wind-manipulation sword technique, and given that Yone was already "dead" at the time, they eventually agreed to the deal.

Looking at Erladin's current position, Aura didn't continue fighting him, because the positions were already close enough.

boom!boom!

Two muffled thuds came from the side, and a tough rope net shot out from the side. Erladin and Oran had been fighting at close range, and the people around them couldn't do anything about it. Now that the two had finally created some distance between them, Ivankov and the others, who had been standing idly by, naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to be killed.

"That's all just fancy tricks, you're an absolute bastard! Aren't you supposed to be a swordsman?!"

The rope net seemed slow to Erladin. Apart from the knife in Oran's hand, which made him sense a slight threat, he didn't care if those people attacked all at once.

As he raised his hand to cut the flying net, a strange force prevented him from lifting his arm at all.

Even his body was held in place by this sudden force, and was eventually bound tightly by the rope net. His body, which had lost its balance, fell down and was stuck firmly to the ground.

Only then did several metal claw-like objects rise up around him, and he himself lay in a metal disc.

It was the gravity released from this device that restricted Eradin's ability to move. Its prototype was a gravity field researched by Victor, a special device that could restrict the movement of creatures on it and make them dizzy.

"A swordsman? I just happen to know a little swordsmanship for self-defense. Why do you think I would have a fair duel with scum like you? Isn't this an event you organized? It's just that today, you're the prey."

(End of this chapter)