Max Level Miscellaneous Character

Chapter 33: The name of a hero

Ivan swung his sword. In the shortest and simplest way.

The sword, which would have felt faster because there was no special movement, surprisingly avoided easily by twisting the waist.

Ivan was guessing that he was a formidable warrior, but looking at his current movements, he seemed to be more capable than he expected.

thud!

Ivan stepped forward strongly with his forefoot. He swung the sword from top to bottom again. The opponent drew his weapon and block the flashy attack.

bang!

Ivan sword and his sword collided, and a strong recoil returned.

Ivan realized that his opponent was as strong as him, perhaps even more powerful than him.

slurp.

From the subtle twist of the sword, Ivan could tell that he was a seasoned warrior. Not only a man with a strong body, but also a capable warrior.

chaeng!

To-do-dodok!

Once again, Ivan swung his sword hard and hit him, then step back and threw the axe. While the opponent block it, Ivan backed away and entered the forest.

Wait! Stop!

The man shouted so much, but Ivan snorted. What kind of people stop when the enemy told them to stop?

Pew!

Ivan continued to widen the distance by firing arrows. He climbed up the tree and moved from branches to branches, shooting his bow, so the man could not easily cling to him.

Are you alone? Are there really no more people around?

Ivan checked the man with his bow and scanned the surroundings with a sharp sense. If he was making a fuss, more enemies would pop out at this point, but it was very strange that theres none.

At that moment, the man screamed as if in anger.

Hey! I wanted to talk to you, what the heck is this!

That was the spirit of the person who wanted a conversation? The dog sound is creative.

Ivan muttered that to himself, but at first glance he thought it was. Because, as he said, he gave a rather passive response to a person who wanted to fight.

Whoops.

Ivan asked, while still pulling his bowstring.

Conversation? What kind of conversation do you want to have? Didnt you just mean to argue and have a fight?

Then the man shouted while grinding his teeth.

You ignorant! After all, theres no way Esirsson can be someone like you!

Shh!

thud!

He threw his hatchet hard, and a whole tree broke and fell.

Without crossing over to another tree, Ivan jumped out of it and stood in front of the man. If there was nothing else, he had no reason to walk around widening the distance. The opponent was a strong and seasoned warrior, but it was unlikely that he would lose.

Ivan, who had put his bow and pulled a spear from his inventory, looked at his opponent.

I call myself Esirsson, why are you picking a fight?

Why! You really dont know the meaning of the name Esirsson! And you dare call yourself Esirsson!

oh shit. What do you want me to do? Its not a name I used because I wanted to use it.

Ivan frowned angrily and ran towards him. He wanted to have a conversation like that, so Ivan decided to knock him down and talk. (dlazarturead(dot)wordpress(dot)com)

Wheeik!

Keug!

The opponent groaned and was pushed out.

It was different from before. Ivans movements were different compared to when he used the ordinary iron sword bought at an ordinary weapon shop and when he used the growth-type unique equipment.

Chichik, Chijik!

bang!

Thunderstep followed by a pierce of the sky.

The man blocked it with a shield, but he frowned. Because the shock was considerable.

Of course, in the midst of that, he drained most of his strength and wielded his sword to counterattack, so he was really skilled.

whoops.

Ivan blocked the sword wielded by the opponent with a spear.

It was heartbreaking to see scratches on the spear, which is stronger than most steel.

I wont let it go

Ivan, who had been grinding his teeth inwardly, closed his mouth completely.

It was because a flash of light came out of the mans sword, and an exhilarating lightning bolt came through the spear.

It was a familiar force. Because it was the thunder god Thors lightning that he used often.

Pat!

Ivan shook the spear and pushed him away. The lightning that still remained hit the ground.

It was an unexpected attack, and his hands were numb. Thors lightning, which was always burning the enemy, was directed at him, so it was quite threatening.

This is the power of the great thunder god! How dare you call yourself Esirsson with such fake lightning! I wont let you go

The opponent who was talking about him with a somewhat proud look opened his mouth. It was because a stronger lightning bolt erupted from Ivans body.

It was completely different from the thundersteps he emitted. There was no way Thors warrior could not recognize the power of the thunder god Thor.

Im doomed.

Ivan felt bad. He didnt want to beg his hands to gods, but hes going to use their power like this again. How long has it been since he vowed to stay away from the power of gods?

Just like smoking. Even if you decide to quit while thinking that it is harmful to your body, you will eventually see that your hands reached out to it.

Chi jik!

As if to make fun of him by lending more power, he suppressed the lightning that passed in front of him and pushed back the divine power that was filling his body.

The power of the thunder god that filled his body was gone, and instead, he raised the magical power he had originally.

Did you want to talk? Then you dont need arms and legs.

Hold on! Hold on! Wait a second

Spears have no ears, warrior.

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