Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 2035 2007. Terrified?
【Battle Ash - Fully Drawn】!
Dolores stood outside the gate of the city wall of Rodel.

The woman dressed as a man drew her short bow to its fullest extent in an instant, the bowstring vibrating and creating a supernatural white afterimage.

The arrows resting on the bow had a faint purple haze drifting from their arrowheads.

In the next instant, the arrow, with a speed and force far exceeding that of a normal shot, pierced through the gaps in the large human wall formed by the Rodel Knights and the Red Lion Knights, heading straight for the skin exposed by the red-haired demigod's golden armor!

Rataen's armor is of excellent quality and thickness.

But whether it was due to his personality or something else, he didn't pursue a large area of ​​armor coverage; instead, there were large areas of bare skin.

On the two magnificent arms, besides the shoulder armor with golden lion heads, there was only a pair of large golden wrist guards covering the outside of the forearms.

The remaining half of the upper arm, part of the inner side of the forearm, the elbow, and other areas were all exposed.

His muscles, bulging like a sculpture, undulated beneath his bronze skin.

Those who have studied him for a long time know that this is indeed the personality of this demigod.

Ratahn idolizes heroes and stories from epic tales. He has been open about his idols since childhood—the great warrior, the First King Goughri, and his own father, the hero, the Red-Haired Radagan.

So his father's red hair was left unhidden, even fluttering wildly from behind his helmet.

This armor, which doesn't cover a large area of ​​the body, is clearly modeled after the armor of [War King] Gefulei.

[War King] was originally a warrior from the wild highlands. In battle, he didn't fight like his knights, who were fully armed and concealed. Instead, he preferred to use his strong muscles to personally experience the intensity of the battle.

The arrow that Dolores shot from Torina was like a streak of light across the sky, swift yet inconspicuous.

On the battlefield, such a marksman is enough to strike fear into the hearts of all.

An ordinary archer who can consistently hit the enemy, regardless of where the shot lands, is already considered a qualified battlefield marksman.

But with archery skills at Dolores' level, she could not only choose her targets on the battlefield, but also precisely choose which part of the target's body to shoot at.

The timing and accuracy were perfect. The woman dressed as a man took advantage of Ratan's raising of his hand to swing his knife, and the arrow went straight through his forearm and shot towards his armpit.

Torina's arrow streaked across the inside of Ratahn's golden bracers, leaving a trail of sparks. Then, using the deflection from the impact, it veered at an angle and aimed straight for his armpit!
This was the spot that Dolores felt had the best chance of hitting the target and would allow Torina's arrow to be most effective.

The dense nerves and blood vessels under the armpits will amplify the sleeping power of Torina's arrows.

But just as the arrow, trailing a white afterimage, was about to touch Ratan's strong muscles, which were unprotected by armor, the arrow, which had been flying straight, suddenly seemed to become much heavier at the tip.

The arrows, which were originally well-balanced and each one was made by Dolores herself, suddenly veered off course due to the sudden imbalance of weight!

Not only did it not touch the intended armpit, but it also flew off course to who knows where.

"This archery technique, and the Torina Arrow?" Amidst the clamor and shouts of the knights fighting each other, Ratan laughed with delight, "Is that the [Sleeping Arrow] Dolores! I've heard so much about you! It was because of your story that I also learned archery!"

As he was shouting, Ratahn suddenly flung his hands away, casually tossing aside the two black and gold swords he was holding.

On his back, a large black and gold bow, perfectly proportioned to his size, automatically floated into his hand amidst the swirling purple lightning.

And before anyone knew it, he also picked up a huge arrow, which looked like a siege crossbow bolt, in his other hand!

The bow and arrow, so enormous, are awe-inspiring in themselves when drawn!

Not to mention that on that giant arrow, the purple lightning of gravity magic gathered at this point, and the moment it shot out, it was practically like a purple laser!
No! How could an ordinary laser be more terrifying than Rataen's arrow?
The distorted gravity anomaly was concentrated on the arrowhead, causing the arrow to travel at a speed far exceeding that of a normal bow! At the same time, the abnormal gravitational field made it feel as if what was being shot was not an arrow at all... but a mountain!

However, Dolores, who was targeted by Rataen, was amazed by the red-haired demigod's almost breathing control over gravity magic, but she was not afraid.

Golden trees prayed, burning flames raged, and white, war-torn shadows flickered. All sorts of supernatural forces clashed and fought within the city gate, which normally appeared vast and majestic but now felt cramped and confined.

Dolores made no attempt to dodge, because if she did, she would immediately lose most of her shooting angles, as she was outside the doorway.

Furthermore, she didn't need to hide.

"Ding~" A sound like crystal shattering, accompanied by the blue-green light of the magic power of the pyroxene, burst forth from a corner of the battlefield.

Sir Hundred Wisdom brandished his cane amidst the chaotic crowd, his hand supporting the spherical cane, the crest of the Realucaria Academy appearing before it.

Immediately afterwards, the golden oval shields of the row of Rodel knights beside him were instantly covered with a layer of cyan-blue light.

[Powerful Magic Shield]!
"Bang!!!"

The explosive impact echoed through the archway of the Rhodel city wall. A single arrow was enough to send two rows of Rhodel knights, who were on high alert, tumbling backward with their shields against the impact!
The ground where the knights stood was instantly cracked and shattered by the impact.

No one was injured, and the battle lines were instantly restored. They were once again locked in combat with the Red Lion Knights' enemies!
Ratan laughed heartily, showing no sign of annoyance at his failed attack: "Haha! Rhodel Knights who conquered the borderlands! Faded Ones of the Round Table Hall! You are indeed more outstanding than the legends say!"

The red-haired demigod was extremely excited about the battle.

This excitement is complex.

On the one hand, it translates to a feeling of excitement like, "When a Chinese kid sees Sun Wukong in a computer game swinging his golden cudgel at me! That's so cool!"

On the other hand, there's the immense sense of accomplishment from thinking, "I can beat this monkey named Sun Wukong!"
The opponents are the heroes of the war of giants from the stories I heard in my childhood!

And he is now breaking through the outer wall of Rodel, which only fell once in the Ancient Dragon War!
For Ratahn... this battle was absolutely enjoyable!
The knights from the Galid Plains and the demigods from the Galid Plains were all incredibly excited at this moment!
War cries, flames, purple gravity waves... powerful forces erupted and clashed within the city gate.

Ratahn's power has not yet been fully revealed, but his pressure has already weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

Because everyone on Rodel's side knew perfectly well that there was no powerful figure in the current royal city who could restrain Rataen.

An uncontrollable powerhouse—they all know how terrifying that is on the battlefield of this mythical era.

Even so, not a single person on Rodel's side was disheartened, collapsed, or even fled or surrendered.

Gideon Ophniel calmly commanded all the legions that could be gathered at the moment, trying to trap Rataen and his Red Lion Knights in the doorway.

Even when faced with the "strongest demigod" who immediately destroyed the city wall upon his appearance, he did not feel that he had no way out.

On the contrary, his orders remained calm and precise, even though the Red Lion Knights' momentum in advancing outwards was simply unmatched.
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"There probably aren't any talented people in Rodel City who can do this."

After the mountains collapsed and meteors streaked across the sky, Lan En still stood in that small valley, looking at the pool of fresh blood left by Torina, and talking to Marlene beside him.

"The Golden Tree's prayers aren't particularly adept at teleportation techniques. Rodari is full of Golden Tree believers, or fundamentalists of the Golden Law. If we want to investigate where this bloodstain went, we'll need to find a mage."

"Among the Faded Ones in the Round Table Hall is one known as the 'Rogue Mage,' Viherer. But he went to Mount Gemir to fight against Lacad with the troops long ago. He's definitely not in Rodel."

Do you have any suitable candidates for this job?

The Witcher stood up from his crouching position beside the bloodstains, looked up at Marlene, and asked.

But the Valkyrie tilted her head and looked at Lan En, who had just stood up, with a strange expression.

Marlenia first looked at Lann, who was seriously discussing feasible solutions, then looked up at the still burning sky and the mountain walls around the valley that had already tilted and collapsed quite a bit.

"...Were you terrified by the sight of Ratahn taking action?"

Marlenia did not respond to Lann's question, but instead asked indifferently.

Ratahn made his move.

A person like him, whenever he makes a move, no matter what the reason or where, will instantly become the focus of attention for everyone and all forces in the entire border region!
Because Rataen's power is simply not to be underestimated.

But now, this demigod has already charged directly at Rodel, while the Faded One in front of him seems to care only about this pool of blood... Although Marlenia is also only concerned about her brother's whereabouts, she obviously feels that Lann's calm reaction is abnormal.

More than 10,000 meteors were falling on you, and you were still thinking about how to get things done?

The unicorns, carrying velvet balls, hopped to the nearby mountaintops to watch the burning sky and the trembling earth.

(End of this chapter)