Chapter 58: Two on One
"Oooh!"
Clearly, fighting alongside Artorius was an encouragement for Mordred.
"Come on, big brother, let's defeat this woman together!"
She shouted loudly while wielding her sword more fiercely, charging forward with valor.
"Hmm..."
Artorius responded with a pleasant hum, acknowledging Mordred's words.
Although he didn't want to offend his teacher too much, in this situation, he had no choice but to face it head-on.
'So, this is the fighting style of this child.'
Scathach confirmed with clarity that during her charge, Mordred instinctively protected Artorius by her side, shielding his flank.
At the same time, Mordred's position allowed her to rush forward and block any sudden attacks on him. Of course, Artorius, who advanced silently in tandem with her, was almost the same.
They covered each other, one wielding Clarent and another wielding a sword with specifications and style very similar to Clarent, both swinging at Scathach.
Their synchronized cooperation and correct tactics not only multiplied their power but even momentarily suppressed a formidable opponent like Scathach.
Even in the face of Scathach's deadly spear thrusts, Artorius and Mordred still held the advantage!
'We can do it, we can win!'
Two swords suppressed two spears. Artorius and Mordred almost encircled Scathach, launching a concerted attack.
'If we keep this up, victory will be ours!'
Artorius also felt a sense of joy.
Although he didn't care too much about winning or losing, since they could win, who would enjoy losing?
'Not bad, not bad at all!'
Scathach's eyes shimmered—unlike the battle with Artorius two days ago. That battle was more focused on intellect, trickery, and schemes.
Today's battle was a straightforward clash.
There were no tricks or schemes, no traps or conspiracies—Artorius and Mordred employed a frontal assault.
The most important, or rather, the most crucial reason for this approach was...
This style of battle instantly ignited Scathach's warrior spirit.
"Such a good child—both your physical abilities and technique are excellent. I haven't been this excited in a long time!"
As she joyfully declared, twenty-five 'Primordial Rune' appeared around her, swiftly rotating. They exuded Land of Shadows' characteristic dimness and ominous crimson hue, tinting Scathach's dual irises with a blood-red color, filled with joy, excitement, and a touch of madness.
In that instant, the pressure on Artorius and Mordred skyrocketed.
As one of the top-tier mages from Age of Gods and possessing the Primordial Rune, Scathach possessed an immensely powerful magical force. However, she usually refrained from displaying this power.
Rather than magecraft or anything of the sort, Scathach still preferred, trusted, and excelled in wielding her spears.
And this moment was no exception.
Unlike directly using magecraft to create various offensive techniques, Scathach employed 'enhancement magecraft.'
She used the Primordial Rune to enhance her own strength—to an astonishing degree of enhancement, even surpassing the most top-tier Phantasmal Species 'Dragons'.
Even if Artorius were to elevate the concepts of 'Frost Dragon' and 'Dragon of the Emperor' further to 'Winter Dragon' and "Dragon Emperor', he would still be unable to reach this level.
'A God!'
'What's worse, a really powerful one!'
'She also pours all her power into physical strength!'
'She already reached this level?!'
Artorius had never encountered any god before, so he couldn't make a direct comparison. Though, after the Age of Gods come to an end, 'Gods' would deteriorate into 'Divine Spirits'. However, he was certain that his teacher, Scathach, had reached a level of strength that was 'unimaginable'!
"!"
Artorius was secretly alarmed while Mordred, by his side, suppressed a groan.
Upon hearing this sound, Artorius confirmed—'It's over.'
Mordred couldn't keep up with Scathach's speed anymore.
As a result, Scathach's spear pierced her side, followed by her thigh, arm, shoulder, and collarbone.
Since it was a dream, Scathach held nothing back. All her attacks were aimed at vital spots.
But, the reason they ultimately didn't hit the vital spots like head or heart was due to Mordred's constant evasion and blocking.
"Damn it! You bitch!"
Mordred's physical injuries visibly healed at a rapid pace, which brought a relieved expression to Scathach's face.
With such fast recovery speed, it was partly because of Mordred's good physical condition and partly because of their strong mental fortitude.
'From now on, there will be interesting punching bags to hit.' Scathach thought to herself, wanting to continue her enjoyable entertainment time.
But in the next moment...
"Little Mo!"
"..."
Artorius called out to Mordred. Then, she clenched their teeth, seemingly reluctant. However, her body obediently followed the command and retreated alongside Artorius.
As she backed away, Artorius spoke to Scathach.
"We give up—no more fighting!"
Realizing that continuing the fight would only result in becoming Scathach's punching bag, Artorius, who had no inclination for masochism, made a decisive choice and chose to surrender, conceding half the battle.
"That won't do!"
However, Scathach had no intention of letting her off so easily.
"You've ignited my fire. You better take responsibility!"
Accompanied by somewhat ambiguous words, another round of terrifying and powerful attacks ensued, like a storm.
The spear thrusts that Artorius and Mordred managed to evade left long trenches or enormous craters on the ground.
The sword used for blocking the spears unleashed a terrifying force that made muscles and bones cry out in agony. Falling victim to it meant experiencing intense pain and gruesome wounds.
'The last godlike existence of this era, the strongest in Europe, as expected of god slayer.' Artorius confirmed once again that the opponent they faced was such a 'monster.'
"!"
Afterward, Mordred was finally sent flying and fell to the ground, unable to rise again.
"Little Mo?!"
Suddenly losing his ally, Artorius, amidst his alarm, also had his barely maintained defensive stance shattered.
The last thing he remembered was Scathach, wearing a pleased smile, delivering a swift and powerful kick.
After that, came the abyss.
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