Demian knelt on one knee, blaming himself for the destruction of one of the watchtower's legs due to an unexpected attack from the dwarves' race. Demian felt he wasn't dexterous enough to do his job. "I'm sorry Prince, this all happened because of my delay in providing information about their diversion!" said Demian regretfully. Dante immediately dismissed this assumption, according to him Demian had done his job very well, it was just that he was incompetent in leading the mission this time. "That's not right, it's my fault!" Dante objected. Dante immediately apologized to his entire squad, including Gustave, Aletta, and Demian. Dante felt too naive to think that cunning methods would not be used by every race in winning the match. "No it's also not your fault Prince, I had expected that the Dwarves were the race that would be our opponents in this mission, considering that our territory borders each other, but I didn't expect them to act in such a cowardly manner!" said Gustave
Aletta started to groan, followed by Gustave who seemed to feel the same way. This was because their energy criteria were very different from each other, moreover Dante, his magical energy was very different from Gustave and Aletta's, making the two people quite overwhelmed in the synchronization process. Demian looked worried, he started to panic when he saw Aletta's body tremble, while Dante's red magic energy began to overflow and leak out of their bodies. "Shit, this isn't going well!" Demian muttered. Demian didn't want to take the risk, he intended to let go of the three people's hands to cancel the synchronization process, but Aletta suddenly shouted. "Hold on, we can do it!" said Aletta, the woman trying hard to receive Dante's energy. "But, this already looks very dangerous!" Demian replied. Dante also began to feel worried, he did not expect that just a little energy he expended would have such an impact on Aletta and Gustave. "We're fine, we just need some time to un
They have done the watchtower work well, with the magic barrier, humanity can focus more on the work on the tower until they can finish it well before the allotted period ends. Dante looked uneasy, he wondered why the dwarves weren't showing their signs. "How much time is left?" Dante asked Gustave. "About 5 to 6 hours, we have to make sure this tower stands firm until the set time is over!" answered Gustave. "Demian reports that until now there is no sign of movement from the Dwarf race!" the captain gave the information. Dante looked still worried, he didn't understand why the Dwarf race didn't come back to attack them, while they had enough time from the time the tower was built until the watchtower was finished, Dante felt it was a very strange thing. "Why didn't the Dwarf race attack us?" Dante asked. "I mean, don't they have plenty of time to do that, but until now they haven't even shown their noses!" he added. Gustave seemed to think for a moment he had also realized t
This time Grandal was seen leading his troops directly, he was no longer hiding to make unexpected attacks like before. Dante who saw Grandal's figure immediately stepped forward and stood in front of the human race army. "Grandal!" said Dante angrily. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Prince!" answered Grandal with a disdainful smile on his face. Meanwhile, Dorri is also preparing to face Gustave head-on as the right-hand man of the leaders of their respective races. Grandal threw his ax at the human army, which was thrown with great force, instantly destroying the defenses put up by the shield troops, and destroying the formation they had set up. Just as Gustave had explained, the Dwarven race did possess extremely great physical strength. Grandal pulled back his ax with just a snap of his fingers. "Ha ha ha ha, the human race is so weak!" Grandal sneered. Dante took a deep breath, he tried not to be provoked by the ridicule. Grandal was again preparing to throw his axe, but this
As Dante already knew, the dwarven race was extremely strong in terms of physical strength. The man's hands even trembled from the impact of their two weapons clashing. Dante got back to his feet and prepared for his next strike, but this time he had transferred magic energy into his blade, leaving the blade now smoldering. Grandal applauded him. "You seem quite adept at controlling your powers," said Grandal. "You even looked stupid at the Game of the Destiny opening back then!" "Make sure you don't lose control like you used to!" the short man taunted Dante. "Shut your mouth and fight me immediately!" replied Dante, he was tired of listening to the dwarves babbling. Dante moves at full speed, and so does Grandal, they run here and there while attacking each other, and sparks come out of their clashing weapons. Aletta who saw the fight was very amazed, it seemed like he only taught Dante the basics of using magic energy, but now the man has grown very rapidly. The woman's eye
All eyes were on the battle, Gustave, Dorri, Demian, and Grandal himself couldn't believe what he had just seen. His ax, which has very good quality, can break when it collides with Dante's sword. "What kind of sword is that?" Grandal said still in disbelief. Not only that, his hands even shook violently from the impact of the two weapons that were flowing the magical energy. "Sword Surtr!" answered Gustave. Dante squinted, he never even knew the name of the sword. "Sword of Surtr? he asked. “Yes, it is a mystical-grade sword. I don't know much about it, but Sigurd once said that the name of that sword was Sword of Surtr, an extremely rare ranked sword!” explained Gustav. "Where did you get the sword?" asked Grandal angrily. “That is the legacy left behind by the previous Fire Lord!” Gustave answered the question. Dante glanced at his sword, not even scratched after it collided with Grandal's Unbreakable axe. "Give up, you have no more hope!" Dante says. “The only thing tha
Laulora was trying to stay on her feet with all her might, while Lazarus and Alarik didn't seem to be having much trouble. The races of vampires, werewolves, and elves engage in a single, interconnected mission. They have to fight against each other and survive without even falling. The three race leaders had been fighting for three days non-stop, they were attacking each other to take each other down. The mission they got back then was to stay standing for a certain amount of time. During this time the three leaders of the races are required to fight against each other, and those who fall will lose the fight will lose points in the mission. Lazarus was very strong, and so was Alarik, the two of them never seemed to run out of steam after fighting continuously for three days. But not with Laulora, the leader of the elf race seemed overwhelmed facing the other two race leaders on the mission. "You're not bad for a loser!" said Lazarus mocking Alarik. "Loser, are you talking about y
"Griffin's Stone?" Dante asked. “Yes, the Griffin Stone is a very high-quality material for weapon manufacturing, however…” Masamura stopped his words. “Griffin's Stone is a very rare material, and obtaining it is not easy! Am I right?" said Aletta. "Yes, you are right, obtaining these materials will be extremely difficult and dangerous!" replied Masamura. "Where can we get those ingredients?" Dante asked. “Of course where the Griffins are,” Masamura replied. "Mount of Griffin!" the man added. "What? Mount of Griffin! Are you out of your mind?" Aletta said surprised. Dante frowned for the umpteenth time, he didn't understand why Aletta looked so surprised. Aletta immediately explained what Mount of Griffin was. Mount of Griffin is where the Griffins are, you could say that place is the nest of these creatures. Until now no one has dared to set foot there, several races and also human warriors have tried to enter it, but they all ended up dying at the hands of these creatures