The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 561

Chapter 561

150 Mistiltein (4)

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

Durability that can withstand even the tricks of Frondia, and destructive power that can defeat Aster’s completed textbook.

That is why he is the natural enemy of all types other than himself.

The overwhelming power of pure strength renders all techniques and tricks useless.

But if the opponent,

If you have more strength and speed than that,

“Whoaaaaap!”

Renzo rushed forward again. He approached Tir, wrapping his arms inward. A sword was in his hand.

Tir watched the scene calmly.

‘The voice and the momentum may seem simple and ignorant, but they cleverly hide their weaknesses.’

The process of Renzo swinging his sword to attack.

It may seem violent at first glance, but Renzo’s swing actually eliminates any gaps.

Phew─!

Tir stepped back and avoided the horizontal slash. The momentary opening that appeared in Renzo’s eyes,

‘No, that’s not true.’

After taking action, the defenseless space is open, but in that short gap, you can see the greedy eyes of Renzo. He is enticing you. He is trying to cut off the hand that is reaching out without thinking, seeing his opening.

However,

Phew─

Kwaaaaang!!

“Ugh!!”

Tir’s fist moved for a moment, and Renzo flew through the air with a huge sound.

I blocked it with my prosthetic arm. It was fortunate that it was a prosthetic arm. If it had been a normal arm, it would have been completely destroyed by the fist.

‘No, the same goes for prosthetics.’

When Renzo looked at his arm in the air, he saw that the place where the punch had hit was dented.

It’s strange. I clearly paid a lot of money to get a state-of-the-art super alloy prosthetic hand.

These kids fooled me.

[Wherever you look·]

“!”

In the brief moment, Tirga reached Renzo’s eyes.

Tir’s speed is so fast that even Renzo has a hard time keeping up with it.

WHEEK!

Chin, thud!

A few battles in the air,

Thud!

Between their intertwined fists and feet, Tir holds Renzo’s prosthetic hand,

Kkwaduk!

“Ugh!!”

I broke that arm.

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

“Damn it!”

Renzo stepped back, his prosthetic arm tangled.

[You face me without any divine power. Your spirit is good, but your skills don’t match up to it.]

Tir said and looked at Renzo’s tattered prosthetic hand.

[Once I completely destroy that fake arm, I’ll make your remaining arm look like that too.]

“···Oh, is that so?”

At that, Renzo smiled faintly.

Kkwaduk!

And then he pulled out the prosthetic hand with his own hands.

The mad eyes speak:

“I’ll skip that order.”

[···It’s amazing to this extent·]

Even if the prosthetic hand is broken, it is stronger than a human body. If you have a sense like Renzo, you could use it for defense just by changing your posture or position. Besides, if you suddenly lose your arm, your body’s balance will be off.

Ignoring all those advantages, Renzo pulled out his arm.

The reason is probably because it is annoying.

“Come on, it’s becoming a little more even.”

Renzo pointed his finger at Tir. More precisely, he pointed at his empty right arm. He was now appealing that he too was one-armed.

[equity?]

Tir kicked the ground.

Kwaaaaah!!

The earth literally fell over like a cake. The rocks that fell over and poured down hit Renzo like a tidal wave.

Renzo’s eyes lit up.

‘This attack, yeah! It looks like that wizard guy!’

Renzo remembered the barrage of ice shards shown by a wizard he had fought long ago.

What was your name? Was it Daisy?

Tadadadang!

Renzo swung his sword and struck down all the stone shards.

However, through the gap, Tir’s fist rushes in.

‘This reckless and fierce power and speed! It reminds me of Heldre!’

Renzo stepped back, blocking the punch with his own sword. He couldn’t just block it. If he did, it would be his sword that would get broken.

Renzo’s posture is slightly raised. As if aiming for it, Tir’s right foot extends towards his chin.

‘Ha! Monty’s kick was also top-notch!’

Renzo jumped back and dodged the kick.

The gap between them is wide, not even a weapon can reach them, but a distance that can be extended with a light dash.

Medium distance

‘The countermeasure on this street is,’

Renzo’s mouth opened wide.

─Isn’t it me who made you the most fun?

‘I’m sick and tired of being treated like this by Frontier!!’

Renzo takes one foot out, opens his shoulder back and clenches his fist.

That is clearly the posture of a ‘thrown spear’.

He does not have Encesphalus, the spear of Ares, at the moment,

‘What do you know!!’

Renzo grabbed the air and threw it at Tir.

Shhh─!

[···!]

Tir turned his head, but there was a wound on his cheek.

‘What just happened?’

It was clearly bare-handed, but an attack was launched at Tir.

Aura’s injection? Yes, that must be it. It has to be that way. Renzo, who can’t do a single spell, is the only one who can attack him from that distance with such strange movements.

But just now, did Tir see the aura?

‘···I couldn’t see anything·’

Tir narrowed his eyes.

The attack just now, even if he had been hit, it probably wouldn’t have been that bad. His body wasn’t one to be hurt by the unarmed Aura group.

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 sound like a boast, but it is actually true.

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

A violent beast becomes a refined warrior. The change is not trivial.

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

Renzo said:

“As expected, the gods are so powerful that their actions are just the same! I’ve already seen it all before! If you’re a god, you should be more creative!”

[···what?]

Tir spat out a displeased voice.

[Even if my attacks resemble those of someone you fought in the past, my strength and speed far surpass them! There is a big difference between what a human does and my divine skills,]

“Oh, well, that’s right…”

Renzo shrugged his shoulders as if it was obvious.

“But that’s just how it was originally.”

[···What is it that is originally like that·]

“Everyone who fought me in the past was stronger than me.”

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

“I started fighting before I was even fully grown. So everyone I met was bigger, faster, and more skilled than me. But that’s only natural. Have you ever seen a warrior who fought with only his left hand because the enemy was weak? The enemy attacked with all his might, and I grew up devouring all of those guys. Absorbing their skills.”

Kook·

Renzo clenched his fist again. He looked at Tir and his eyes sparkled.

Tir said:

[···You weren’t just a battle maniac who only knew how to fight.]

“What are you talking about? I’m a battle maniac. That’s all I know. The people you’ve met so far aren’t battle maniacs.”

Renzo’s purpose in life is to have fun.

It focuses especially on the fun of combat.

He is definitely a battle maniac.

“I met an opponent stronger than me, fought at a crossroads where life and death were at stake, and eventually won and survived. You think your skills are faster and stronger than what I’ve seen? So what do you want me to do? It’s always been that way.”

The look in Renzo’s eyes as he speaks is no different from before.

“That’s the fun part, Tir.”

Eyes full of madness·

“No matter how strong I become, someone is trying to kill me from above. You don’t know how heart-pounding that is.”

It’s not Renzo who has changed, it’s Tirda.

There is nothing that has changed about Renzo. It’s just that Tir has not been able to read Renzo properly until now.

Madness was simply dismissed and ignored as madness.

“Tir, you are the god of war, so learn it well.”

Quaak·

Renzo planted his back foot deep into the ground. The aura from there blew. The wind grew stronger. His fist shook, and the wind seemed to be sucked into Renzo’s fist.

“Someone a little stronger than me,”

Attitude for only one regime·

Renzo spoke with a posture of unguarded concentration, as if he didn’t care what would happen before or after.

“You can’t beat me”

* * *

Poseidon stands proudly with his arms folded over the sea.

I don’t know how many days have passed in this position. It may seem like a moment from the perspective of God, but from the perspective of a human watching, it is a long time that is enough to burn one’s heart.

It’s not that Poseidon does nothing.

He is rather concentrating his whole attention on not allowing even a single fly to escape from Agoris.

‘···Especially the guy who impersonated Ares deserves to die·’

In particular, Aster became a thorn in Poseidon’s side. In fact, such an expression feels too mild, and Poseidon was filled with the intention of drowning Aster the moment he saw him. He would be happy to make fish food while he was still alive. In any case, he would not kill him nicely.

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

In the city of Palma, someone impersonated a god. It must have been the devil. So the gods possessed a human to punish the devil, and a human lurked among the gods and pretended to be a god.

It’s all as Frondia said.

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

Frondia warned Poseidon in advance about demons impersonating gods, and that one of the gods would sneak in pretending to be a god. Frondia thought there might be a demon hiding, but in fact there was only Aster. However, in Poseidon’s eyes, it was the same.

Things happened as Frondia had predicted, and thanks to that, Poseidon was able to respond properly. He was able to find the thorn in his eye called Aster.

After the possessed gods went to Palma, the war was over and the king of demons was said to be dead. Since Poseidon could not have known that Aphrodite was in collusion with the demons, and Aphrodite would never tell, the war was over, so it was a good thing for Poseidon.

‘Frondier, I don’t know how much influence you had in that demon incident, but you must have had some credit for preventing the war, right?’

Poseidon, like Aphrodite, is tied up in Palma. So no information comes in. I wanted to hear the story from the possessed gods, but after the war, they all hurriedly went back. What was so urgent?

‘The strength to inflict wounds on Hercules’ body, the wisdom to predict and plan, it’s a shame, after all.’

Hmm, Poseidon sighed.

Then my eyes suddenly open again.

‘But! That’s only the exception for Frondia! Especially that blond bastard, I’ll definitely kill him the moment I see him,’

at that time·

Gooooooo······

Poseidon’s first thought was that his feet were ticklish.

Although it was not yet visible on the surface of the sea, I felt something stirring deep down in the water.

Poseidon’s eyes naturally lowered.

Normally, something that suddenly appears in the sea, his domain, without warning would be unpleasant.

But this depth

The deep sea where even Poseidon cannot easily set foot.

If there is anything that pops out from there·

‘···Surely not, he who has been lying as if dead for such a long time·’

Poseidon’s thoughts were cut off,

The more it was cut off, the more it became reality.

“···Why·”

Poseidon was speechless at the sight before his eyes.

Kuoooooo─

There is a head that has penetrated the abyss of the sea and rises up to the top in huge waves.

A snake stood before him.