Chapter 87: A Strange Battlefield

Chapter 87: A Strange Battlefield

(Did I ever talk about the battle between two Heroes before? I don't really remember.)

Definitely a big no, except some advantages and things, you never talked about a proper battle, like the one we apparently have to do it, because there is a F*CKIN WALL!

(Yeah, so normally, one Hero is the strongest being of the God. Most of the time, for example, you are still weaker than some of the Greater Demons that I have on Forslo. But let's assume you are the strongest. So, you are a terrifying creature, capable of splitting mountains in half, destroying entire hills and even sometimes tearing apart time and space itself. To prevent such things to happen, and therefore, prevent a planet to be destroyed by the battle only, something was created. You can call it the arena, the battleground or whatever name you like. Inside this location, nothing will harm the world, so for example, if you throw an orb of acid at your feet, the ground would be destroyed, but at the end of the battle, the ground will be intact. You understand the goal of it?)

Yes, protect the planet, prevent a mass destruction or even collateral damages, namely, the innocent races that were close to the fight. But why can't I leave this arena, there is a way out, right?

(Yes, yes, yes.)

Just yes? Nothing else? Like the way to do it?

(Not my planet, so I can't do it. Only the defender can escape, and we are both theoretically attacking the world of Astria. So, since Krieg activated it, we are trapped. Good luck!)

Wait, wait don't leave me like that! You have to help me a bit, you have something to give me? New novel chapters are published on

(I thought that you will be fine and escape, so I already cast dozens of blessing at Forslo, so I am a little weak. Sorry, but I trust you, just make the fight the longest possible, he can't maintain that form forever. And you can regenerate your mana quicker than him, I think. I will cheer for you in the meantime.)

Great, excellent, so I am now trapped against a monster that has five times my size, can probably kill me in one hit, and inside an arena of?

Slash Slash SLASH

WHAT? I barely avoided a blade of blood. It was coming from a tree and cut it like butter. I really shouldn't underestimate my enemy, since the forest is an advantage to me, he decides to destroy it. That's clever, that will cost a lot of mana or whatever he needs, maybe blood. But in the end, we will be in a plain, and I will only be able to hide because of [Nightfall]. And even that, he can destroy it.

Since it is the case, I exit the destroyed forest and join number one near the oasis. He manages to avoid everything since the Prophet never really focused him with his spells. Feeling that is most likely in danger once there are no trees standing, I make him go away, at the limit of the range of his fireball. That should be enough, nothing that will target me will touch him.

After a few minutes where I can see the destruction caused by the blood blades, the Prophet finally decides that it is enough. Previously, he has seen me watching him, but he preferred to destroy any shelters available. Now that everything is gone and only three things are standing, it should be time to do a marathon.

I immediately begin to run, while tasking number one to go in the center of the arena. I can see the monster trying to follow me, but as expected, his large size has reduced considerably his speed. He tries to cast some blood blades at me, but the distance is sufficient, I can dodge them. For nearly an hour, we keep running like that. Sometimes, I wait for him to get a little closer, looking like I am tired. Of course, it is just a show designed to fool him, and it takes him an hour to understand it. But what can he do? He has nothing to slow me down, he can't reach me with his spells, while I have now half of my mana back.

I really was hoping that this situation could have been maintained for a few hours. But fortunately, he tried another thing. Instead of running like that, he just decided to wait in one place, for me to probably sleep, or maybe eat something. Maybe he was even hoping that I will die because of my thirst. In the end, it didn't change a single thing. Thanks to that, I now have my entire MP pool filled to the brink.

I create a skeleton magician in front of him and order him to follow number one. Maybe the fact that I have done that openly, just in front of him, has angered the monster. But right after that, he instantly rushes again toward me while I follow the same pattern and run away. This time, however, only some minutes were spent running. And instead of waiting at a spot, he decides to walk toward my two skeleton magicians.

I can outrun the Prophet, but they can't. So I split them up, and decide to attack him before he met my undead servants. I throw orb after orb, while fireballs are crashing against his terrifying body. But nothing was really hurting him, and all our efforts combined only caused the destruction of some tentacles. The body of number two was devoured, while the limbs of number one were torn apart. My hope that I will be able to build an army inside this strange battlefield is now crushed.

But while I can't really hurt him, he can't even touch me. And so, for a few days, we keep battling each other, me throwing an orb once in a while, he trying desperately to grab. Only for me to hear in the middle of the third night.

-CAN WE HAVE A BREAK?