Overlord - The Lizardmen Heroes - Куганэ Маруяма - Страница 47
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Icy Burst from Frost Pain could fend off fire or ice element attacks. But Zaryusu had never used it against Lightning before, and wasn’t sure if it would work.
Should they try their luck, or spread out to minimize the damage they will take?
Zaryusu gripped Frost Pain tightly.
The air was buzzing with static electricity, proving that a lightning attack was imminent.
“Leave this to me—!”
Zenberu made his judgment before Zaryusu did and jumped forth with a shout. The spell was casted at the same time.
“— ?Lightning?”
“Warrghhh— ?Resistance Massive?!”
When the lightning looked as if it would pierce through Zenberu, his body buffed up, deflecting the lightning arc that was supposed to hit the other two behind him.
Resistance Massive.
A skill of monks, granting the ability to reduce magical damage by dispersing the Qi from one’s body in an instant.
This was the skill Zenberu had learned as a traveler after losing to the Frost Pain's ‘Icy Burst’. Although it was a wide area attack, it worked against any magic that dealt damage.
Both friend and foe yelped, but Zaryusu and Crusch who trusted their teammate weren’t too surprised. Hence, the lizardmen drew nearer while the undead was shocked.
As Zaryusu ran, he finally figured something out.
If he used Icy Burst during his duel with Zenberu, he would be blocked by this skill. He would then be wide open for an attack and lose. That was probably why Zenberu was luring Zaryusu to use that skill.
“Haha! Too easy!”
Zenberu’s casual voice made Zaryusu smile, but his face tensed the next moment. Zaryusu realized that his voice had hints of pain in it.
Even a male lizardman like Zenberu couldn’t suppress his pain completely, his wounds must be serious. Furthermore, Zenberu wouldn’t agree to hiding behind Rororo if this technique was perfect.
Zaryusu stared ahead, the enemy was less than twenty meters away. That impossible distance had been cut down to this last stretch.
With the distance drawing close, Iguvua judged the group before him to be strong foes that were not to be underestimated. They could defend against his spells and were worthy of praise. Iguvua had other means of attacks, but he needed to consider his defences too.
“Not bad for a sacrificial offering, worthy enough for me to show my might.”
Iguvua activated his magic with a cold sneer.
“?4th Tier Summon Undead?.”
The wetland bubbled and skeletal bodies with four hands holding round shields and scimitars emerged to protect Iguvua. They were undeads known as Skeleton Warriors, much more powerful than normal Skeletons.
He could summon other undead, but he chose skeletons for their resistance against cold attacks. Iguvua and monsters made from bones were immune to cold attacks.
Iguvua looked loftily at the approaching enemies under the protection of his guards. That was the attitude of a king facing against challengers.
The distance had been closed.
There were just — 10 meters left.
That was all that was left. After seeing that the undead showed no signs of attacking, he glanced backwards.
He looked at the distance they had covered. This was a short distance for a sprint, but these one hundred meters were deadly grounds with no place to take cover. If they didn’t have either Rororo, Frost Pain Zenberu or Crusch, there was no way they could had make it through. But they had come so far and the enemy was within reach.
They overcame this distance.
Zaryusu was relieved to see Rororo being carried back to the village by the other lizardmen. He then cursed himself for relaxing and glared at the undead.
Zaryusu admitted that it was a formidable opponent.
If he had not met it under such circumstances, Zaryusu would have definitely ran away already. His instinct was telling him to escape just by seeing it face to face, and even his tail was standing on ends. Zaryusu could see from the corner of his eyes that Zenberu's and Crusch’s tails had the same reaction.
The two of them must be thinking about the same thing as Zaryusu. That’s right— they were doing everything they could to suppress their urge to flee as they faced the undead.
Zaryusu tapped the backs of the both of them with his tail.
The two of them looked at Zaryusu in surprise.
“We can win if we work together.”
That was all that Zaryusu said.
“That’s right, we can win, Zaryusu.”
Crusch stroked her back that was patted by Zaryusu and replied.
“Hah, things are getting interesting!”
Zenberu answered with an arrogant smile.
And the three of them covered the final stretch.
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— Eight meters apart.
Zaryusu’s group who had sprinted all this way was out of breath. In contrast, the undead had no need for breath. The two groups locked eyes and the undead spoke first.
“I am the Lich serving the Supreme Being, Iguvua. If you forfeit now, I will grant you a painless death.”
Zaryusu couldn’t help smiling. He could tell this undead named Iguvua knew nothing at all.
No matter how you thought about it, there was only one answer.
Although Zaryusu was smiling, Iguvua didn’t feel displeased and waited quietly for an answer. Iguvua knew he was strong and was confident in disposing of Zaryusu’s group. That was why he displayed the arrogance of the mighty, and was even thankful for saving him the hassle of walking all the way.
“Let’s hear your answer.”
“Haha, you really need one…”
Zaryusu raised Frost Pain tightly; Zenberu lifted his fists and took a stance; Crusch didn’t do anything, as she felt the mana deep within her, prepared to cast her spells any moment.
“I will give you an answer then— fat hope!”
The Skeleton Warriors who judged the reply to be hostile raised their scimitars and shielded their bodies.
“Then die an excruciatingly painful death. You will regret rejecting my final offer of mercy!”
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