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Chapter: Blackrock Juggernaut

Forseti remained at Akademi Academy, where the Aegis Brotherhood diligently organized its forces, anticipating the upcoming summer solstice assault.

Today, in the training simulation...

"For the Alliance!"

Antusul's hand crackled with lightning as Forseti swung his hammer, striking the orc soldier squarely in the chest.

"Bang!" The orc exploded into pieces, and Forseti inspected the loot.

Acquired: **Book of Experience: Blackrock Clan Swordmaster (Rare)**

**Experience Level: Level 5**

Blackrock Juggernaut?

Forseti blinked, recalling the legendary Dragon Swordmaster slain by the dutiful Arthas during the Warcraft War.

He entered the Blackrock Juggernaut simulation. The setting was a valley strewn with bones and a central dirt pit.

A grizzled orc bearing a battle standard, wielding a longsword, stood in the pit, eyeing Forseti coldly. "Foolish Paladin, your end draws near. I shall bathe in your blood!"

Before he finished speaking, the Blackrock Swordmaster charged forward with incredible speed, leaping into a vicious slash.

The jumping strike was a trademark move of Warcraft Swordmasters; Grom Hellscream had used it to slay Mannoroth in a single blow. There was little that couldn't be solved with a jump attack, except, perhaps, two foes.

"Qiang!" Forseti blocked with his shield but staggered from the impact.

Seizing the moment, the Blackrock Swordmaster closed in again, his blade glinting with deadly intent.

Forseti dodged swiftly, flames erupting around him. The Swordmaster's sword grazed Forseti's shoulder, singeing his hands in the process, forcing a swift retreat.

Forseti swung Antusul's hand, summoning thunder and fire.

Capitalizing on the opening, he pursued,

Light shone upon the warhammer.

Hammer of Justice!

As the hammer swung towards the Blackrock Juggernaut, a burst of light and shadow enveloped him, causing him to split into four identical figures, each symmetrically positioned around the original.

Mirror!

Forseti attacked the air, the four Juggernauts circling him, mimicking his every move, ready to strike.

Vigilant, Forseti gripped Antusul's hand tightly, analyzing the Juggernauts, searching for discrepancies.

Yet, he couldn't discern the real one.

The four Juggernauts circled faster, transitioning from walk to run, swiftly changing positions, making identification even more challenging.

Forseti perspired.

At that moment, the four Juggernauts advanced simultaneously, swords swinging in unison.

Forseti invoked Blessed Hammer!

The Blessed Hammer spiraled forth, striking all four Juggernauts.

However, despite its wide reach, the hammer lacked lethal force. The Juggernauts stumbled but quickly regained their footing, relatively unscathed.

Forseti followed with a holy light strike, Antusul's hand connecting with one of them.

"Boom!"

Disappointingly, it was a clone, unharmed.

The other three Juggernauts swiftly retaliated.

Forseti parried one with his warhammer and shielded against the others.

"Qiang!" The shield reverberated under the impact.

While the Warcraft Juggernaut's mirror image was indistinguishable from the real thing, it possessed no offensive capabilities, revealing its illusory nature with every blow and confirming Forseti's target.

The Juggernaut, aware of this flaw, swiftly withdrew and changed positions, attempting to confound Forseti.

This time, Forseti caught sight of the true Blackrock Swordsman. With a swing of Antusul's hand, the Hammer of Justice struck true, flooring the Juggernaut. As he leapt forward, his warhammer aimed at the Juggernaut's face.

The Swordmaster's countenance shifted, body flickering, another mirror image. Evading the attack, he created three more mirror images, encircling Forseti.

Forseti gritted his teeth, confronting the four Juggernauts once more.

Throughout the battle, the Blackrock Juggernaut employed the mirror image thrice, each time dealing significant injury to Forseti.

After exposing the third mirror image, it seemed the Juggernaut had exhausted his magic, shifting to close-quarters combat.

However, Forseti had sustained severe wounds from the initial mirror images, bloodied and at a disadvantage in close combat.

"Clang! Clang!"

Forseti was slashed in the arm, forced to retreat momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, he healed his wounds with a flash of holy light, consuming a significant amount of mana. His injuries began to mend rapidly.

Meanwhile, the Blackrock Juggernaut charged once more, roaring as he leapt into a devastating strike. "Perish!"

"Charge!"

Forseti parried but was knocked back, the impact leaving him vulnerable to a follow-up thrust that pierced his wrist.

"For the Horde!" The Blackrock Juggernaut roared, finally aiming a fatal blow at Forseti's neck.

Gasping, Forseti snapped back to reality, breathing heavily.

Damn Horde brutes!

Exiting his quarters, Forseti strolled across Akademi College's lawn, reflecting on the fierce battle, his brow furrowed.

Not far away, senior students of Akademi were engaged in swordplay—a facade for the Shield Brotherhood.

Forseti wandered closer, observing their practice.

"Hello." A youthful voice interrupted.

Forseti turned to find a blond boy addressing him, nodding in response. "Hello."

"What's your name? Are you a student here at Akademi College?" The boy, seemingly no older than ten, exuded a calm, confident demeanor. He introduced himself, "I'm Alexander."