Chapter 66

The intense battle between Baron and Rémy continued, leaving a trail of destruction in the surrounding houses. Rémy showcased his agility by swiftly executing a move, delivering a precise kick towards the Baron's face, causing him to be catapulted through the air and collide violently with one of the already ruined houses. The impact scattered debris, echoing the chaos of the fight.

However, the Baron, with feline reflexes, quickly counterattacked by kicking Rémy's hand that wielded the spear, aiming to disarm him. Determined, the Baron desired to take possession of his opponent's weapon. However, Rémy wouldn't allow that to happen. With surprising dexterity, he managed to evade the Baron's strike, skillfully dodging and maintaining a firm grip on his spear. Undeterred by the adversary's assault, Rémy seized the opportunity and retaliated with a fierce attack, targeting the Baron's face in an attempt to weaken him.

To defend himself, the Baron skillfully wielded his giant sword, blocking Rémy's blow. At that moment, he realized that his opponent was clearly panting, showing visible signs of exhaustion. "This must be a joke... I didn't expect it to be this easy," the Baron commented, surprised by Rémy's apparent fatigue. Although the Baron's words were not understood by Rémy, he maintained his unwavering determination and continued to invest in the fight, unaffected by the adversary's words.

"Yes, now it all becomes easier," exclaimed the Baron with an extra dose of excitement. He defended against Rémy's attacks with his imposing sword, launching a series of relentless strikes towards his opponent. However, Rémy showcased his exceptional ability, blocking and dodging the attacks, rising up to the challenge. In addition to skillful defense, he also counterattacked with agility and precision, responding to the Baron with calculated blows, maintaining a frenetic balance between offense and defense.

Cuts began to appear on the Baron's cheeks, tearing his skin and causing blood to flow. The spear pierced his face with extreme speed, causing sharp and intense pain. Surprisingly, instead of feeling despair, the Baron seemed to become even more thrilled with each inflicted wound. His eyes gleamed with excitement as the blood trickled down his face.

Rémy was determined to defeat him, but it wasn't an easy task. Even when aiming for fatal points, the Baron skillfully evaded the blows. Rémy landed several hits, but they were only superficial scratches that wouldn't be able to bring down the enemy.

Meanwhile, Rémy was also facing a series of blows from the Baron, but his spear served as an effective defense. However, he knew that he couldn't prolong the fight for much longer. The spear was rapidly depleting his stamina, and he had no idea what would happen if he continued to expend his energy. Perhaps the spear would fail or, worse yet, it could consume something beyond his stamina.

The Baron lunged forward with his giant sword, aiming for Rémy's chest. With a quick reaction, Rémy used his spear to defend himself, adjusting its position to make it more effective for protection. However, the Baron anticipated the move and used his free hand to strike the spear forcefully, causing Rémy to momentarily lose it. The spear slipped from his hands, falling to the ground.

The Baron's sword blade cut through Rémy's body, from his waist to his left shoulder, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. Crimson droplets splattered on the Baron's face, expecting to see an expression of despair on Rémy's face. However, to his surprise, he was met with a colossal fist approaching rapidly.

The punch was devastating, making the Baron's head collide with the ground in a deafening crash. The impact was brutal, and Rémy pressed even harder, burying the Baron's head in the earth with tremendous force. The sound of the skull against the ground echoed across the battlefield as Rémy unleashed his indomitable fury.

Determined not to fight unarmed against the Baron, Rémy launched a powerful kick to his opponent's hand, causing the sword to fly away, disappearing into the horizon. With swift movements, Rémy tore off the part of his armor that had been cut into his body, causing the metal to creak in protest before being brutally removed. Now, he stood with only the lower part of his armor, revealing his splendid physique. Blood streamed down his body, making him even more imposing.

"You know, never before have I felt such confidence pulsing within me like now. Maybe you think it's just because of the spear, but it's not just that. Of course, someone might have contributed to that confidence... but above all, it's the confidence in myself that strengthens me. I'm ready to face you without mercy! Only in the final outcome, when everything is decided, will I use my spear to end the remainder of your existence." Rémy explained, his eyes fixed on the Baron, who was raising his head from the ground. The Baron's nose was bleeding.

"So, you desire a mano-a-mano confrontation, is that it? Very well, it makes no difference to me. In fact, it makes it even easier to eliminate you without the aid of that spear." The Baron stood up and faced Rémy eye to eye. Both chose to rely on the ancient and powerful brute force to determine the winner of this clash! The Baron decided to level the battlefield, starting to remove the imposing black armor he wore. After disrobing, he assumed a fighting stance. Rémy did the same.

In a precise left strike, Rémy hit the Baron's arms, forcing him to firmly plant his feet to withstand the punch's momentum. In response, the Baron delivered a powerful right punch. "Why are you defending yourself? I expected us to fight without worrying about protection." Rémy asked, somewhat disappointed, as the Baron's fist struck the side of his face, causing a ripple that made his countenance bleed.

"If that's what you want, so be it! Don't complain afterward." The Baron didn't care whether he was defending himself or not because his determination was victory at any cost. Looking at Rémy, he remembered his own youth. Even though Rémy wouldn't admit it, there was a spark of joy in his heart to have someone willing to fight with all their might. With a brutal knee to the Baron's stomach, causing him to grit his teeth to contain the agony and prevent his organs from protruding out of his body, the battle intensified.

Rémy landed a right punch, and the Baron responded with a left blow. Both fists met simultaneously, creating a shockwave that reverberated through the surroundings. Rémy threw another powerful left punch, hitting the Baron's abdomen squarely, but the Baron remained undeterred, retaliating with a precise elbow strike to Rémy's face.

In an act of pure instinct, Rémy delivered a low kick to the Baron's leg, causing a searing pain in his target. Unfazed, the Baron charged with a right punch, while Rémy countered with a deep knee strike to the opponent's abdomen. Both felt the impact of the blows, but the determination in their eyes remained unshaken. Rémy pressed forward with a furious sequence of punches, and the Baron matched the rhythm, reciprocating with the same ferocity and intensity.

After an intense exchange of blows, the two momentarily separated. Rémy had a swollen face, and a bruise was forming on his body. The Baron also had a bruise on his abdomen, and his face was visibly swollen. "Caught your breath?" Rémy joked, charging at the Baron again.

"The same question applies to you." The Baron ran toward Rémy, and the two clashed with a powerful punch to each other's face. Rémy landed a devastating punch in the middle of the Baron's face, causing his teeth to loosen and fall out, but the Baron remained undeterred and retaliated with a precise punch to Rémy's ribs, breaking them! Despite the excruciating pain, Rémy stood firm.

Next, Rémy struck the Baron's head like a hammer, leaving him dazed, on the verge of collapsing. Without wasting time, Rémy delivered a powerful kick to the back of the Baron's neck, producing an audible snap. The Baron felt a sharp pain radiating through his neck, but his determination remained unyielding. He retaliated with a brutal headbutt to Rémy's chest, seeking to undermine his resilience.

The Baron gritted his teeth, his anger boiling within him. With swift movements, he launched a powerful right punch toward Rémy's chin, ruthlessly hitting his face. The impact was like an explosion, momentarily staggering Rémy, his balance threatening to fail. But he didn't easily give in. With determination, Rémy gathered his strength and, despite the throbbing pain, responded to the blow with surprising agility. A left punch targeted the Baron's face, finding its mark with precision. The sound of the connection between their fists filled the air as the fight intensified.

"If you don't mind, I'll use my weapon..." The Baron stood up, his expression determined as he firmly grasped his sword. Rémy, panting and wounded, felt the adrenaline coursing through his veins. With resilience, he held onto his spear resting on the ground, aware that each move now could determine the outcome of this epic battle.

Rémy stared at the Baron with eyes full of determination, revealing his conviction. "I don't mind; I'll use mine as well." His voice sounded hoarse but firm, demonstrating his courage and devotion to the cause that propelled him. The spear in his hands seemed to pulsate, and although it lacked its usual healing power, it emanated an energy promising a devastating attack.

The Baron, though weary, wore a defiant smile. "I would have liked to fight a little longer, but I don't have the strength for that. I'll deliver my final blow! I, John Talbot, for the king's crown! I will win this fight!" His voice carried a mixture of exhaustion and unwavering determination. He was willing to leave his mark, to battle to the limit of his strength, regardless of the outcome.

Rémy filled himself with courage and pride, standing alongside his fighting companion. "I am Rémy! I fight for my beloved Jeanne D'arc and for this spear granted to me by her. I will emerge victorious!" His words echoed with fervor, demonstrating his passion and unwavering belief in his cause. The spear in his hands gleamed brightly, not as a source of healing, but as a symbol of power and determination. Rémy knew it was time to give everything he had, no matter the adversities he would face.

"Charge with all your might, Sir Rémy!" John shouted fervently, raising his sword, and launched himself into the attack with determination. Rémy swung his spear like a shooting star tearing through the morning sky. The impact of their weapons collided in a deafening crash, creating an explosion of blinding light. The resulting shock unleashed a devastating storm of wind, capable of sweeping the clouds from the sky. The soldiers, prepared to contain the fleeing citizens, had to hold on tightly to withstand the force of the wind, which resembled a wild manifestation of nature. The ground, unable to bear the magnitude of the battle, trembled beneath the fighters' feet.

After a few minutes of fierce combat, the ground stopped trembling, and the impetuous wind finally subsided. The spot where Rémy and John dueled transformed into a black abyss, like a scar on the fabric of the earth. And there, deep at the bottom of that abyss, a shining object emanated a mysterious and irresistible glow.

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