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The Laughing Swordsman

Only when all the living perish, will there be peace ... Apollo was a bratty noble. Using the power of his father, he did many mischievous stunts. However, he would never go too far. The worst he did was steal someone's shoe, while on the average, it would be poking them in the back and running off. That's why he found it so absurd that someone would assassinate him, in his own room no less. He was stabbed in the back and left to die... But then he was back in his room, completely fine. Yet, he was stabbed in the back once again. Once he was stabbed in the back for the third time, the cruel reality began to sink in. That this would repeat itself for an eternity. The only thing in his room was his bed and his bokken, a wooden sword. At some point, Apollo picked up the bokken. He took his first steps to break out of the cycle. And swore to bury the person who called for this assassin with his own hands. ...But also calls a lot of things mommy for some reason.

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The ice giant stood at roughly twenty feet.

Its body consisted of densely packed ice and vaguely resembled a humanoid.

The ice giant took a step forward.

Its movements were sluggish, but the shockwaves that resounded from its step were alarming.

The demon army was currently in a bad position.

The explosion from the four-horned demon had killed many of what remained.

As though it wanted to seal the deal, the ice giant slammed one of its fists into the demons.

Just the shockwave itself was enough to kill the remaining demons, exploding them like a balloon.

The siege of demons was over.

But now there was a new foe, the ice giant.

It slowly made its way into the village.

Just the shockwaves from its steps had killed countless people.

Even those that hid in their houses.

Mildred frowned.

"That's... not good."

Ned was drenched in sweat but continued casting.

Casting so many spells taxed his mind. The fact he could push through anyway was commendable.