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As a slice of Skullius swayed, leaning away from the rest of his body while he once again pulled himself together – figuratively – and set his sights away from the sword a golden-green light swiftly burst from his body and ran through where he had been severed, stitching him up to pull his two pieces together in an instant!r

It was a very fast recovery.r

Skullius’ now whole body zipped backwards, creating distance between himself and the enemy.r

He took a deep breath.r

What [Primal Caution] had warned him about just now…r

‘That sword is dangerous,’ he thought.r

Just by taking a close look at it, he had received a fatal, violent injury that he was sure could have peeled open even a Second Phase Master! r

That’s right.r

Looking at the sword welcomed death.r

He was sure of it.r

The name of the sword ringing in his mind suddenly made sense.r

Bashful Abomination.r

This sword was so shy it would kill anyone who looked at it?r

‘If its a Pseudo-Mythical grade item, then I’d expect nothing less than such a ridiculous characteristic.’r

The sword in the hand of the giant goblin who still didn’t take Skullius seriously, evidenced by how it still sat with its back turned to him, was a chipped longsword.r

No, rather it was more like a horse chopping saber, its hilt nearly the length of a regular sword – of its size – while its blade alone was nearly as tall as the goblin who wielded it.r

The chipped blade had an off-white hue with innumerable scratches over it that gave off the impression of age and an unhealthy number of battles, its hilt and cross guard having a dull brass colour over a rugged design.r

The air this sword gave was bewitching yet repulsive. r

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That said, he still wanted to fight this giant goblin before him but to do that, he needed it to face him with all its cards on display. If not, he would be met with too many surprises like this one just now.r

First things first though…r

Skullius pointed upwards, a flare of golden-green light shooting straight into the sky from the deep crater. Before it reached the swirling smoke up high, it expanded and created a vast, elegant and complex ring full of brilliant symbols that even the Hybrid Luman didn’t quite understand.r

That was irrelevant though.r

All Skullius needed was the light produced by this ring in the sky as well as the sparks of rejuvenating spots raining from it constantly over a five hundred meter radius.r

A barely perceptible halo covered Skullius because of this light, granting him a 80% increase to his overall ability and an absurd healing factor close to the potency of a Super healing potion!r

[Saint Lumis’ Benign Arc].r

This was an evolved version of [Great Saint’s Invigoration] that was beyond the level of a mere normal skill.r

Its passive light had healed the Hybrid Luman just now and this active effect revolving in the sky would not cease to give the light of benign embrace to its caster!r

All this would last for ten minutes and Skullius was confident that in that same amount of time or less, this battle would be over.r

As expected however, even this did not make the giant goblin budge.r

Skullius scoffed and spread his feet.r

He held Demion’s Dance and its sheath before slowly pulling the sword out.r

The scraping of the green blade with its healthy sheen against the innards of the sheath registered in the auditory domain of the goblin.r

Its ears twitched and it moved ever so slightly.r

‘So that’s what it takes to make you move,’ Skullius thought, verifying the glimpse of the information he had recorded from this goblin right before he decided to stop relying on Crude Vision.r

Frankly, it was a bold move to be confidently standing against a Tier 11 Cluster beast with a purple core!r

One with another unusual and honestly terrifying class.r

A Hidden Class.r

The Finite Sword god. r

This reeked of extraordinary danger.r

Mortal Ruin streamed from Skullius and Demion’s Dance, the Hybrid Luman preparing for an attack instead of launching one himself.r

…!!!r

It came!r

Skullius saw the goblin suddenly shoot up as an ugly, sketch-like blur even to his focused senses, the Bashful Abomination in its hand raised high…. no, it had already descended onto his head, its sharp, chipped edge already carving his skull open with shrieking bubbles of powerful mana before it even made contact….!r

“Urgh…” Skullius only had the time to mutter a grunt before realising that… the giant goblin was still seated with its back turned against him and hadn’t made a move at all.r

….r

A droplet of sweat climbed down Skullius’ forehead and tap danced down the bridge of his nose.r

What… the flesh was that?r

[Primal Caution] hadn’t warned him in time but then… was that an illusion?r

No, it definitely wasn’t!r

A grin planted itself on Skullius’ face, along with awe, happiness and an inkling of terror.r

He wasn’t afraid.r

But he was fleshing confused.r

…!!!r

Once again, he was warned but this time he decisively slashed with his sword at wherever he felt the threat come from but a thick hand preceded by a large dark grey blade had already carved past his neck as it blazed by Skullius in multiple folds of miniscule time!r

Skullius’ body reacted violently to this!r

His head seemed to fly off as his very flesh believed but in reality, he had received no damage at all, for his opponent was still seated on the ground, not even looking at him.r

Gulp.r

Skullius took a deep breath.r

‘Sword god, huh?’ he thought while swallowed hard.r

He was being toyed with.r

An opponent with ten times more Strength, Agility, Endurance, Health and Mana could do that to him easily especially when they had a vibrant purple core as well, meaning that Skullius was massively outclassed physically by two leagues of mana!r

Still…r

Skullius spread his feet wider and twirled Demion’s Dance in his hand.r

He wore a smirk and held his breath.r

It was time to take the initiative.r

An intolerable burst of heat suddenly hammered the air and ground behind Skullius in fractions of a second and the next thing anyone knew, he and his sword were an inch away from beheading the goblin in its serene seated position!r

Only when this scene showed did the walls of the crater shudder and crumble from the unexpected blast of energy, at the same time, the tall goblin close to meeting Demion’s Dance’s edge moving the Bashful Abomination to defend without moving its lower body!r

Skullius grinned devilishly!r

‘Heh!’r

The clashing of steal never occurred.r

In fact, the closed eyes of the goblin shot open at this moment as it quickly changed the course of its long sword to another direction where…r

CLANG!r

An uncomfortable ring sounded at a dangerous low frequency!r

The white eyes of the large goblin reflected the exhilaration captured on the face of the Hybrid Luman whom he was clashing swords with.r

This goblin, Hobbu Bobbu, hummed.r

His opponent had attacked and vanished right when he was about to parry to appear in another location at an unusual speed.r

He hadn’t expected that.r

Skullius’ figure vanished from the air and reappeared on the ground.r

He watched Hobbu Bobbu finally stand up, his pot belly dancing up and down for a moment while his thin, bandaged arms twitched a couple of times, flexing unused might.r

A bodacious, stifling air suddenly filled the crater as Hobbu Bobbu let loose, seemingly having decided to entertain Skullius just from that one showing he hadn’t expected.r

He was a bit curious.r

To make things more interesting though, Hobbu Bobbu summoned a wild amount of mana and caught it in his mouth, his cheeks inflated. He then spat it all in the open but what flooded out was a vicious fountain of clear water that quickly filled up the crater!r

Because both opponents had unusual abilities though, they didn’t sink but stood on top of this new lake without any problems.r

‘What’s with this?’ Skullius wondered.r

Hobbu Bobbu with his apathetic expression titled his head and gestured towards this ring of water with a finger and then pointed down.r

Skullius frowned a little.r

‘The battlefield is this lake?’ he thought.r

Was this some kind of rule?r

“Sure,” Skullius nodded and held his sword.r

Surely something with the class of Finite Sword god would enjoy antics like this. Or was this goblin trying to make things interesting because it thought it could kill him easily.r

Hmph!r

Such hubris!r

The Hybrid Luman had many surprises for this sockethole!r