Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 155 155:Snow Witch[II]

Leon was surprised by the brief entrance but he didn't put his mind on it but his back tingled for some reason.

"I have a bad feeling," Though Leon wasn't able to notice the full image of the figure due to a faint mist hovering around, his heart was already beating hard as if he had seen someone familiar which his heart was carved for.

"DAMN!"

He looked at bewildered Looner and charged forward, grinding his teeth.

He swung his spear with all his strength.

CLANG!

A trail of air dispersed with a heavy hum, silencing the place.

"KHUMM!"

A spark trailed off illuminating the darkness of the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the desolate battlefield as Leon, squared off against Looner, wielding a massive ax.

With his back against the cold menacing figure, Leon gripped his spear tightly, eyes locked on his opponent.

As Looner charged forward with a guttural roar, Leon sidestepped, his movements fluid and calculated. With a swift thrust, he aimed for Looner's chest, but the Orc deflected the blow with his ax, the clash of metal ringing through the air.

[Nimbus Steps]

Leaving afterimages, Leon's figure blurred as he ran around to dodge.

Looner went crazy and swung his ax wildly, each which left a devastating aftermath slashing the ground into a wide rift.

CRANG! CRANG! CRANG!

Their dance of death continued, each combatant testing the other's skill and determination.

Leon utilized a series of thrusts and feints, keeping Looner off balance, while the Orc swung his ax with brute force, each blow sending shockwaves through Leon's arms as he parried and dodged.

Mac, standing nearby, provided support with his own spear, his movements synchronized with Leon's as they fought in a team. Together, they formed a fatal duo, their coordinated attacks forcing Looner to defend from multiple angles.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

But the Looner fought relentlessly, his stamina seemingly boundless as he pressed the attack, his ax whistling through the air with deadly intent.

"Stop stepping back cowards."

"Fight me like a real man."

Looner screamed angrily as he saw the edge of his ax getting eroded due to repeated assaults from the two.

"SHUT UP! You talk too much," Leon screamed as he used his Dragon Claw Art on his spear.

"YOUUUU!"

With a bloodshot eye, Orc hacked his ax, tearing the air.

[Rampage Slash]

BOOOOOOOOM!

The two attacks of opposing aura met, illuminating the space.

Dust and debris rose along with a crackling sound akin to detonation of thunder.

Shockwaves and gales emerged one after another followed by crisp sound metal rubbing against one another.

Leon and Looner figures blasted off to a few distances but both pressed their feet firmly onto the ground leaving a dark trail.

Leon felt the strain of the battle taking its toll on his body, his muscles burning with exertion, sweat trickling down his brow.

He looked down and saw the soles of his shoe had long disappeared.

"Commanded Mac, just provide me support. It's better for me to fight till exhaustion than you," Leon asked coldly, making Mac flinch back a bit.

'Even in this situation, he is thinking about me. What a good guy?' Mac almost had tears in his eyes as he looked at Leon with respect.

But contrary to his thought, Leon tried to lessen Mac's presence because Looner was a big prey and he didn't know if the system would give him less KP because someone assisted him.

SWOOSH!

"You are going to lose so why don't you just die." Leon then mocked, channeling his qi into his hands making his skin harden.

"It's you who is going to lose, human. Give up resisting," Looner snorted and pressed his foot forward.

Leon and Looner clashed again, the force of their blows sent shockwaves rippling through the ground, causing the earth to tremble beneath their feet.

Cracks spread like spider webs outwards from the epicenter of their struggle, the very ground itself groaning in protest against the violence being wrought upon it.

With each clash of metal, gusts of wind whipped through the battlefield, tearing the banners and flags of troops that fluttered defiantly in the night air. The gales howled like a chorus of lost souls, carrying the scent of blood and sweat far and wide.

Nearby, goblins, Orcs, and humans alike were caught in the crossfire, their bodies tossed aside like ragdolls by the sheer force of the battle raging around them. Some scrambled for cover, while others were swept away by the tide of destruction, their screams drowned out by the cacophony of combat.

Despite the chaos unfolding around them, Leon and Mac remained focused on their foe, their movements precise and coordinated amidst the swirling chaos.

With each strike, they pushed back against the Orc who was becoming stronger and stronger.

"Is this a skill?" Leon groaned, seeing the bulging Orc body.

Previously this guy looked like green shut but now it looked more like Red Hulk.

"Maybe he had some kind of skill that increased his strength the more angry he became. Like berserk skill," Mac concluded, seeing him going berserk.

"That means we can't go on like this." Commenting on this, Leon raised his spear and with a kick, shot like a piercing arrow.

Though it looked alright, Looner fought it hard to breathe. His lungs felt being squeezed and his muscles spasming in pain.

Huf…Huf…Huf…

The skill consumed great energy drawing out power from the body and the backlash was quite severe.

Seeing Leon charge, he gritted his teeth to grip the ax and swung it at Leon but Leon halted before Looner, and Leon's ax passed through empty air and Mac appeared in between stabbed from the left.

Looner pulled back his ax and raised it to use as a shield to block it.

CLANG!

And then, in a final, decisive moment, Leon's spear found its mark, piercing through Looner's skull with a sickening crunch, but the spear stopped after a swallow deep.

"GHREEEEHMMMMM!"

Looner groaning in pain raised his foot to stamp onto Mac who retreated a step to evade.

The ground shuddered beneath as foot stomped from a crack and using support he slashed his ax at Leon who pulled his spear and ducked down to evade.

SWISH!

The ax went a few inches above Leon's head, cutting a few strings of his hair.

At that time, Mac pounced onto Looner again with a defending blow.

"DIEEE!"

Despite the mounting fatigue, Looner refused to yield, drawing upon reserves of strength and forcefully pushed forward.

With a primal roar of his own, Mac lunged forward from the side. His spear aimed straight for Looner's exposed flank.

Leon jumped and rolled down to avoid the shockwave and retrieving his spear got into his position to strike again.

"Let's do this."

In a split-second decision, Mac intercepted Looner's ax with his own spear, the impact reverberating through his arms as he gritted his teeth against the strain. With a surge of adrenaline, Leon seized the opportunity, driving his spear forward with all his might.

SWOOSH!

Looner was deflecting Mac's attack and reacted a bit late due to his stiff movements, and by the time he noticed this…

The tip of the spear pierced Looner's skull.

GRRMMMM!

Rotating the spear in his palm, Leon's spear dug deep into the skull and pierced the brain.

At that time, Mac jumped in and stabbed straight into Looner's throat and ended his life.

[You have gained 700 KP.]

'Tsk!' Leon smacked his tongue annoyance.

'Isn't this system cutting a bit more.'

The Orc's lifeless body collapses to the ground in a heap.

Exhausted but victorious, Leon and Mac stood side by side, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they surveyed the aftermath of the brutal battle.

"This was quite troublesome." Mac spoke with a chuckle while surveying the battlefield around.

Watching Irina, he laments in a sad voice "Having supreme Martial Spirits really makes you cut over the edge."

"It sure was." Leon answered nonchalantly without looking at Mac.

'This Orc power isn't that simple. I don't think any Martial King could be this strong unless they are the protagonist.'

Muttering inwardly, Leon spotted an oddity.

He squatted down and glanced at a tattoo on Looner's left arm which felt oddly ominous.

Before Leon could extend his hand to touch it, the tattoo disappeared and the bulky fresh alive red corpse turned green and then it suddenly became hollow sunken dried right before Leon's eye, scarring him.

"FUCK!"

Emitting a scream, Leon jumped back and then saw Mac giving him a suspicious gaze.

Turning his head in robotic fashion, Leon squeezed out a dry smile.

"I swear, I did nothing."

"..."