Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Chapter 150 Mystiltain (4)

Renzo’s greatest talent lies in his pure and powerful body.

Durability that can withstand even if it falls prey to Frontier’s scheme, and destructive power that defeats Aster’s completed textbook.

Therefore, he is the natural enemy of all types other than himself.

Overwhelmingly pure strength makes all techniques and tricks useless.

However, if the opponent

If you possess greater strength and speed than that.

“Hwaaap!”

Renzo rushed forward again. As you approach Tyr, wrap your arms inward. A sword held in that hand.

Tyr calmly watched the scene.

‘The voice and demeanor seem simple and ignorant, but the gaps are cleverly concealed.’

The process of Renzo swinging widely to attack.

At first glance, it seems to be nothing short of violent, but Renzo leaves no room for loopholes in the process of swinging it.

Huh!

Tyr stepped back and avoided the horizontal slash. Renzo’s gap appears in an instant,

‘No, that’s not true.’

The defenseless open space after taking the action, but Renzo’s greedy eyes can be seen in that short gap. It’s tempting. To see his gap and cut off his inadvertently reaching hand.

However.

Whoop─

Wow!!

“Ugh!!”

Tyr’s fist moved for a moment and Renzo flew through the air with a loud sound.

I blocked it with my prosthetic arm. I was lucky that it was a prosthetic arm. If it had been a normal arm, I would have just smashed it with my fist.

‘No, it’s the same with prosthetic hands.’

Renzo looked at his arm in the air and saw that the spot where he had been hit was dented.

weird. I obviously paid a lot of money to get the latest Choalloy prosthetic arm.

These b*stards fooled me.

[Where do you look?]

“!”

In a moment, Tyr arrived in front of Renzo.

Tyr’s speed is difficult for even Renzo to keep track of.

Whick!

Chin, tussle!

Several battles taking place in the air,

Thump!

Between each other’s crossed fists and feet, Tyr held onto Renzo’s prosthetic hand,

Quad deuk!

“Kaaak!!”

I broke that arm.

Even if it is a prosthetic hand, it feels pain because the nerves are connected. Otherwise, it would be impossible to manipulate the prosthetic hand so delicately. Of course, it’s better than a real broken arm.

“damn!”

Renzo took a step back. My prosthetic arm is tattered.

[You are dealing with me without any divine power. The spirit was good, but the skills did not support it.]

Tyr spoke and looked at Renzo’s tattered prosthetic hand.

[After I completely destroy that handsome fake arm, I will make the remaining arm just like that.]

“… … Oh, is that so?”

Renzo grinned at that.

Quad deuk!

He then pulled out the prosthetic hand with his own hands.

Eyes filled with madness speak.

“I’ll skip that step.”

[…] … If it gets to this level, it will be amazing.]

Even though the prosthetic hand is broken, it is stronger than the human body. If you have the sense of Renzo, you can use it for defense just by changing your posture or position. Moreover, if you suddenly lose your arms, your body becomes unbalanced.

Ignoring all of those advantages, Renzo pulled out his arm.

The reason is probably because it’s an obstacle.

“Go for it, it’s getting a little fair now.”

Renzo pointed his finger at Tyr. To be precise, he pointed to his empty right arm. Now, he himself has the appeal of being one-armed.

[equity?]

Tyr kicked the ground.

Quaaa!!

The land literally fell over like a cake. The falling stones hit Renzo like a tidal wave.

Renzo’s eyes lit up.

‘This attack, yes! ‘You look like that wizard!’

Renzo was reminded of the rampage of ice sculptures shown by a wizard who fought sometime long ago.

What was your name? Was it Daisy?

Ride it!

Renzo swung his sword and knocked away all the stone fragments.

However, Tyr’s fist rushes through the gap.

‘This bold and fierce power and speed! ‘You remind me of Heldre!’

Renzo struck away the fist with his sword and stepped back. You can’t just block it. Then it will be his sword that gets broken.

Renzo’s posture slightly improved. As if aiming for that, Tyr’s right foot extends towards his chin.

‘under! Monty’s kicks were also excellent!’

Renzo jumped back and dodged the kick.

The distance between them is so wide that it cannot be touched even with a weapon, but a distance that can reach up to a fist with a light dash.

It’s medium distance.

‘The response from this distance is,’

Renzo’s mouth opened with a grin.

─I’m the one who made you have the most fun, right?

‘I got tired of being bullied by Frontier!!’

Renzo takes one foot out, opens his shoulders back, and clenches his fists.

That is clearly the stance of a ‘javelin thrower’.

He currently does not have the Spear of Ares, Encesphalus, but

‘What do you know!!’

Renzo grabbed the air and threw it towards Tyr.

Hiss!

[…] … !]

Tyr turned his head. However, there was a wound on my cheek.

‘Just now, what happened?’

It was clearly bare hands, but the attack came towards Tyr.

Aura ejection? Yes, that’s definitely it. It has to be that way. Renzo, who can’t even do magic, is the only one who can attack him from that distance and with such strange movements.

But did Tyr see the auror just now?

‘… … ‘I couldn’t see anything.’

Tyr narrowed his eyebrows.

The attack just now, even if it hit, it probably wouldn’t have been that big of a deal. It was not his body that could be hurt by a collection of weaponless Aurors.

However, there is no doubt that Renzo’s attack was strange.

And above all,

[…] … The level of response has improved compared to before.]

It may seem sarcastic, but it is actually true.

Renzo’s defense suddenly increased. It was a movement as if he knew the answer to how to deal with it.

A violent beast became a sophisticated warrior. The change is unusual.

“Haha! “It’s because your moves are so obvious!”

Renzo said.

“After all, gods are so powerful that they act like that! These are things I’ve already seen in the past! “If you are God, please try to be more creative!”

[…] … what?]

Tyr let out an unpleasant voice.

[Even if my attacks are similar to someone you fought in the past, my strength and speed will far exceed that! [There is a significant difference between what humans do and what I do as a god.]

“Oh, well, that’s right.”

Renzo shrugged his shoulders as if it was obvious.

“But that’s just the way it is, isn’t it?”

[…] … What is that in the first place?]

“All the things that fought me in the past were stronger than me.”

Renzo lifted his one remaining arm and clenched and unclenched his hand.

“I started fighting even before I was fully grown. So, everything I met was bigger, faster, and had more sophisticated technology than me. But that’s natural. In war, have you ever seen a warrior who fights with only his left hand because the enemy is weak? The enemy attacks with all its might, and I grew up devouring all of those b*stards. By absorbing their skills.”

Kuuk.

Renzo clenched his fist again. His eyes sparkle as he looks at Tyr.

Tyr said:

[…] … You weren’t just a battle fanatic who only knew about fighting.]

“what are you talking about? I am a battle fanatic. That’s all I know. “The ones you’ve met so far just aren’t battle fanatics.”

Renzo’s purpose in life is fun.

In particular, the focus is on the fun of combat.

He is definitely a battle fanatic.

“I met an opponent stronger than me, fought at a crossroads between life and death, and ultimately won and survived. Are you saying your skills are faster and stronger than anything I’ve seen? So what are you saying? “It’s always been like that.”

Renzo’s eyes as he speaks are no different from before.

“That’s what’s fun, Tyr.”

Eyes full of madness.

“No matter how strong I become, someone will try to kill me from above. “You don’t know how heartbreaking that is.”

It is Tyr who has changed, not Renzo.

Nothing has changed for Renzo. It’s just that Tyr hasn’t been able to read Renzo properly until now.

The madness was simply dismissed as insanity and ignored.

“Tir, I said you were the god of war. If so, please learn it.”

Wow.

Renzo planted his outstretched foot deeply into the ground. The aura increases from there. The wind is getting stronger. The hand clenching the fist is shaking, and the wind seems to be sucked into Renzo’s fist.

“Something a little stronger than me,”

An attitude for only one regime.

Renzo spoke with a defenseless, focused attitude, as if whatever happened before or after that could happen.

“You can’t beat me.”

* * *

Poseidon stands proudly with his arms crossed on the sea.

I don’t know how many days have passed in this position. From God’s point of view, it may seem like a moment, but from the human observer’s point of view, it is a long and heartbreaking time.

It’s not that Poseidon does nothing.

Rather, he is giving his full concentration. To not allow even a single fly to leave Agoris.

‘… … Especially the guy who impersonated Ares deserves to die.’

In particular, Aster became a thorn in the side of Poseidon. In fact, such an expression feels too relaxed, and Poseidon is full of intentions to drown Aster the moment he sees him. It would be good to make food from live fish. Anyway, it doesn’t kill well.

Poseidon heard about the past events and the situation from the possessed gods.

In the city of Palma, someone impersonated God. It was definitely the devil’s doing. So the gods possessed humans to punish the devil, and a human hid among the gods and pretended to be a god.

Everything is as Frontier said.

‘Frondier, he is the only one who can allow passage here.’

Frondier warned Poseidon in advance. About demons pretending to be gods, and that one of the gods will sneak in while pretending to be a god. At the time, Frondier thought there might be a devil lurking around, but in reality, it was only Aster. But in Poseidon’s eyes, it’s the same.

As Frondier predicted, things happened, and thanks to this, Poseidon was able to respond properly. They were able to find a thorn in their eyes called Aster.

It is said that after the possessed gods went to Palma, the war ended and the king of demons died. There was no way Poseidon knew that Aphrodite had conspired with the devil, and Aphrodite would never tell, so the end of the war was a good thing for Poseidon anyway.

‘Frondier, I don’t know how much influence you had in that demon incident, but I’m sure your contribution was in preventing the war, right?’

Poseidon, like Aphrodite, is stranded in Palma. So no information comes in. I wanted to hear the stories of the possessed gods, but after the war ended, everyone went back in a hurry. What was so urgent?

‘Power enough to injure the body of Hercules, and wisdom superior in prediction and stratagem. After all, it’s a waste.’

Hmm, Poseidon sighs.

Then my eyes brighten again.

‘But! The only exception is Frontier! In particular, I will definitely kill that blonde guy the moment I see him.’

at that time.

Gooo… … .

Poseidon’s first thought was that the bottom of his feet was itchy.

Although it was not yet visible on the surface of the sea, I could feel something stirring beneath the deep water.

Poseidon’s eyes naturally lowered.

Normally, it would be unpleasant for something to suddenly appear in the sea, his territory, without warning.

But this deep.

The deep sea where even Poseidon cannot easily step into.

If anything jumps out from there.

‘… … No way, he was like dead for this long.’

Poseidon’s thoughts are cut off,

The extent to which it was cut off has become reality.

“… … “Why?”

Poseidon was speechless at the sight before him.

Kuooo─

There is a head that has broken through the abyss of the sea, with huge waves surging above.

A snake stood in front of him.