217 A WISH TO WIN

A WISH TO WIN

"Hraaaaagh!!!" A powerful shout echoed from the man who is supposed to be dead. He has impossibly broken the chains of freezing time to make a full-force swing with his rusty buster sword!

"Heushac, you-!!!" The Outsider exclaimed, before having his body sliced into half. Because the time is completely frozen, his black blood droplets levitated in the air.

"Burn!" Heushac, with his worn-out body, released blue flames all over his wounds, scratches, and sweat glands. He breathed flame to his buster sword and then made another deadly maul straight to the Outsider's head.

There was a blue-flamed explosion.

The interruption caused the time to resume its flow once again.

"He-Heushac!" Rikkun's eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he's seeing right now. "You're really a hard bastard! Still alive after having your heart crushed!"

"Idiot!" Heushac shouted. "This is just a mortal wound! My <Ironwill> is enough to keep me alive and continue this fight!"