NOVPUBChapter 829: Chapter 208 This is the Warrior Chapter 829 -208 This is the Warrior —— She realized it.
“…I’m in a dream.”
Like thunder on a stormy day, Hayna jolted awake from her dream.
She was standing within dark thickets, the air filled with a dense, blood-stained stench—the smell of fresh blood.
Hayna still clearly remembered such a rain of blood.
On that day when Her Majesty Queen Isabel was attacked, Glass Island too had experienced such a blood rain.
And at that moment, she suddenly felt bouts of shivers.
It was as if someone had stealthily drawn a pistol behind her and was now aiming straight at her heart—that intense sense of danger instantly made her alert and vigilant.
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Hayna turned around, looking in the direction from which the danger emanated.
The next moment, she saw thunder falling like rain.
There was a Lizardman with a fierce and terrifying face, transformed into lightning, clutching a long spear and charging toward a giant engulfed in flames!
The long spear in his hand was all too familiar to Hayna—she had even held it in her own hands before.
It was the natural weapon used by Penalty Demons, a long spear that could summon lightning when raised above one’s head!
It captured Hayna’s attention instantly.
But in the next moment, her gaze was completely drawn to the Lizardman’s combat techniques!
It was a set of strikes that flowed smoothly, possessed both power and beauty in their execution!
The fearsome giant, like a demon from hell, was forced to retreat under his onslaught.
“Is this…
a Lightning Strike?
And a mighty power slam?”
Hayna vaguely made out one or two moves from the process of the Lizardman wielding the weapon.
These were combat techniques she had struggled for years to master—up till now, she had rarely had the chance to use them herself.
These moves typically required build-up, but the Lizardman had a magical way of incorporating the charging process into the execution of other combat techniques.
“Lightning Strike” also demanded special handling, and the attack speed had to reach a certain level…
yet he perfectly met these requirements with the finishing move of another strike.
Indeed…
there was no mistake.
—— It was the “Combo” skill!
Hayna had heard of such extraordinary skills from her instructors when she was in school.
This was a battle technique unique to the agile Transcendents such as assassins and Martial Monks—by linking various moves together in a special combination and sequence, they could significantly lower the requirements to use martial skills, unleashing greater strength in a shorter amount of time!
Of course, Transcendents who fought with daggers or bare hands could reasonably master combo techniques.
After all, these weapons were light and short, with similar moves making them easier to control.
…But this Lizardman was able to wield the “long spear,” a heavy and unwieldy weapon, with such dexterity, executing fluid, relentless, tempestuous suite of devastating combos!
It was not so much a slaughter as it was a dance—not a gentle dance, but one full of strength and vitality, a dance that celebrated The Sun!
Hayna’s eyes didn’t blink, her gaze greedily fixed on how that diminutive figure was slaughtering the massive demon, hoping to imprint these techniques in her memory, not to be forgotten even after leaving Dreamland!
But just then.
A voice so familiar it startled her—echoed from beside her.
“Young Arbitrator…
“Do you wish to become a [warrior]?”
Although the voice was deliberately blurred and ethereal, as if coming from a hallway filled with echoes, mingled with the faint sound of wind and thunder!
But Hayna heard it crystal clear.
——That’s definitely the voice of Minister Aiwass from the Department of Unconcern!
“Who are you?”
She shouted in astonishment yet without panic.
Although she was suddenly hearing the voice of someone she knew, she wasn’t too surprised—after all, she was dreaming.
She did not know why she had suddenly become lucid! but since it was a dream, hearing the voice of someone familiar was not strange.
“I am [Stars].”
Aiwass’s voice became clearer.
Even the empty, blurred echo was gone, as if Aiwass were standing right next to her, speaking.
In an instant, she saw an empty white robe emerge before her.
There was nothing in the white robe, but it seemed as though someone was wearing it.
In that hood, there was only a mass of dark fog.
Yet looking at the vague human shape outlined in that white robe, Hayna felt it increasingly resembled Minister Aiwass…
But at that moment, she experienced an intense—utterly sacred and grand sensation descending from the heavens, which instantly filled her with an unexplained awe.
Without any basis or information, she suddenly knew in her heart that this self-proclaimed “Stars” in the white robe was indeed an incarnation or Angel Envoy of the Lord of Scalefeather, or something else.
“The Path of the ‘Warrior’ has been buried in history.”
The white robe spoke, and a clear, youthful voice rang in her ear: “It once belonged to the Pillar God of the Path of Strength, Supreme Heaven.”
The white robe slowly “walked” forward—as it moved, the Lizardman Warrior happened to slay the burning giant demon!
Streams of lightning and flames surged like waves, and the hollow white robe was thereby stripped into a vague, illusion-like human form.
A tall, straight back, hair reaching down to the waist, broad and powerful shoulders.
And those arms that naturally spread out to the sides while slowly pacing, as if to embrace someone before him.
Hayna was transfixed for a moment, then suddenly came back to her senses.
…wait, Supreme Heaven?
She shivered, fear evident in her eyes—she did indeed know this secret, but it was a taboo subject in Avalon!
However, the transparent soul resembling Aiwass, clad in the white robe, continued moving forward: “He was once the protector of the Giants.
They are the man-eating race that has lived on Avalon Island for two thousand years.
Humans, Dwarves, Lizardfolk, and Elves were all on the Giants’ menu.
“——Until five hundred years ago, the Silver-Crowned Dragon led the gods to defeat the Supreme Heaven, causing the Giant’s Country to collapse, and vanquished by the Knights of the Round Table.
Thus began the Avalon of today.
“And before the destruction of the Giant’s Country, there existed the most widespread and common Extraordinary Professions…
“They were the Transcendents with the lowest threshold and likewise the first Extraordinary Professions.
“Destined for ‘war,’ devoted to ‘battle.’ All who use force, actively or passively, could embrace it.
No need for books, no teaching, no mentors, no materials—even a common villager could take up this occupation—as long as he held the courage to face battle.
“Facing danger directly, enduring hardship, singing praises to hope—adapting amidst adversity, unleashing the primal Strength of life, awakening the animalistic essence for survival…
“The purpose of conflict is for better survival.
To change oneself to stay alive, to adapt to the environment, to master violence, thereby gaining the ability to harm others or prevent harm from others…”
The white-robed figure suddenly stopped walking.
He finally said:
“——This is the [Warrior].”
Hayna looked up and noticed that she had unwittingly walked out of the forest.
She was now standing on a cliff, overlooking the distant lands.
Continuous war cries and sounds of battle rose and roared like Thunder.
It was a fierce war between a group of Lizardfolk and a winged race. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
Countless warriors were locked in battle.
