Chapter 42

Monzhin literally taunted the pathetic people who dared to challenge him. He did not feel not a drop of danger, from two insects that danced their dances around him.

But the insects themselves, already pretty tired, began to get nervous.

He needs to be finished with, and as soon as possible, Don thought to himself, I'm starting to run out of steam, and Vern already looks like a man on his last legs. It must have been the latest technique he used to defend himself."

— Vern! It's time to!

- Understood.

"So while he's preparing for the final attack, I can't let this overgrown stone man use that strange technique again."

[Flicker. Large cut.] - in one smooth movement of the sword, a man loaded with armor literally mowed down hundreds of spikes that blocked his direct path to the enemy.

Taking out a scarlet-colored bottle with a bizarre pattern from his pocket, Don, opening it, immediately drank it, emptying the bottle to the bottom.

[Intensification.] - Having entered into a chemical reaction in the stomach, after being activated by the spell, the elixir that he drank immediately replenished his strength.

They both drank something, probably regaining strength, for a new attack, Monzhin concluded, continuously watching both of them, well, let them try.

"Rushed," the swordsman said in a whisper, and rushed to his goal at high speed.

Seeing a person running straight towards them, several faces located on the monster's body laughed.

"Ahaha, little man, know your place," they said, reciting a spell.

[Stone gates.] - huge doors, as if made of two solid rock blocks, literally grew out of the ground, blocking the path of the runner. But the swordsman did not slow down, only continued to increase his speed.

[Flickering] - was heard from behind the gate, and at the same moment, squinting, they fell apart, falling to the ground with a roar.

The first thing that the man who ran out of the rising cloud of dust saw was a huge stone fist rushing straight at him. Reacting instantly, Don jumped away from the fatal blow, and turning in the air made a counterattack.

[Flicker. Big cut.] - repeating one of his most powerful attacks, which was also the most long-range, the swordsman cut off the head of the monster with one stroke.

The monster, as if not noticing it at all, continued to attack him.

Dodging fists falling like meteorites into the ground, Don again lunged.

[Flicker. Large cut.] - this time, the technique was sent to the solar plexus area in order to cut the adversary in half.

But, all the force invested in the blow was only enough for a deep cut, barely reaching half the thickness of the torso.

Damn, I knew what it was made of, incredible strength. On top of that, these punches and the acceleration technique are way too energy intensive for me. I'm almost out of breath.

Here, the entire area adjacent to the giant was stolen by a certain seal, with a radius of a hundred meters.

Finally, - flashed through the swordsman's head, who, using all his speed and agility, immediately jumped to the side in order to get out of the seal.

And Monzhin, not feeling danger, began to carefully examine the symbols that appeared on the ground.

At this time, Varnus was finally able to activate a huge magic circle inside which was a seal. And having spent all his mana, without a trace, he activated the spell.

[Fire style. Volcanic vent.]

The seal under the feet of the stone monster, sparkling, disappeared, and the sand under it, mixed with its glazed part, began to literally melt, sucking the giant's feet into its burning abysses.

In less than ten seconds, a semblance of a rounded vent formed on the ground, with molten rock inside, which every now and then sucked deeper and deeper into a stone creature with many faces.

"He is finished," said Varnus, who approached him, "he will sink in this fiery abyss under the weight of his own weight.

"I wouldn't be so happy, we barely made it through.

"It's definitely that I'm already at the limit, even considering the fact that I recently restored my strength with the elixir.

"Let's move away, in case he wants to attack us with the last post-mortem attack, I'm not sure that I have the strength to repel it."

Monzhin, who had already sunk to the waist, carefully examining the mouth, suddenly laughed with all his faces.

"Ahahaha, pathetic humans, is that all you can do!?" Did you really think this would kill me? How dare you bugs! I am Monjin, show you my strength.

With those words, the writing on the monster's body lit up with a golden light.

[Earth style. Weight cancellation. ] - a multi-ton stone body, previously continuously immersed in molten rock, suddenly stopped.

[wind style. Lifting traction.]

Two people, in disbelief, watched in horror as a huge monster literally soared up, easily freed from lava captivity.

Even more terrifying was that the part of the monster's body that was immersed in this fiery hell remained unharmed.

"How is that possible, the heat that melts the steel and the stones didn't even leave a mark on him?"

"We have to run," Don muttered to the indignant Vern, "we can't defeat him."

"Well, I also think it's time to finish," an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind them.

Turning sharply, they saw a bald man with a tattoo on his head, who, without a share of emotion, calmly looked at them, being literally close to them.

[Flicker..] - Don wanted to perform the skill, but at that time something invisible grabbed him by the forearm, squeezed him with such force that, bending the armor, broke his arm from which, under the pain piercing the brain, the sword fell out.

— Vern! - the swordsman wanted to turn to his partner, but looking in his direction was horrified.

The red-haired guy was lifted into the air by something unknown, as if the doll was not able to control his limbs.

Crunch.

And both of the guy's arms were broken.

Crunch.

And his legs literally folded like a grasshopper.

From the wild pain, Vern lost consciousness.

"Don't worry, he's still alive, I didn't kill him," an unknown person said, and at the same moment, Don heard the rattle of armor crushing under pressure, and then a sharp pain in the limbs, from which he lost consciousness.