Max Level Miscellaneous Character

“I can’t do this…!”

The incarnation of the sea god shouted. A dark, damp, deep sea-like force emanated from his body and then faded away.

Whiing.

After awakening, the blood sword Brika sucked his power. Gleipnir sealed the flow of the Divine. Tyr’s power completely blocked the outside intervention.

Tyr was the God of war. He was a god of law, a god of courage, and also a god of the duel.

Under Tyr’s power, they sealed each other’s transcendent powers and just fought with each other physically.

No one can’t intervene from the outside, and you can’t get out of the inside. The loser falls, and only the winner survives.

Puck!

Blood splashed, the skin was torn and the muscles were swollen. The bones are broken and restored again.

puck!

Ivan’s left fist smacks Kyle’s face. For a brief moment, he went beyond mortal and defeated the incarnation of the gods.

Of course, Kyle didn’t fall down with one punch. Although he was unable to use the transcendent power that moved the sea, he was still the incarnation of God. He rushed to Ivan with the power emanating from his body, which was different from ordinary humans.

Puck!

Ivan splashed blood in one punch. His ribs were broken, throbbing, and his chest tightened. But he endured the pain and took a step forward. Without getting down on his knees, he swung his fists.

puck!

Kyle’s head turned as if his neck was broken. His lips ripped, his cheekbones crumbled, and his brain shook. But he clenched his teeth and fought again.

It was not a battle of superhumans with strong powers. It was not even a battle of a warrior who had sharpened his superior skills. It wasn’t even the battle of an incarnation that received divine power.

It was not sacred, it was not sublime, it was not splendid. However, the primal battle between body-to-body and fist-to-fist was fiercer than anything else.

If you hit one, you got hit once. If you hit two, you got hit twice. The battle in which the powers were sealed was extremely pure and honest. They exchanged like that without even the slightest fake motion.

There was nothing to dodge or block, the battle of a manly man. In such a battle, Ivan could not lose.

thud!

Ivan’s fist broke the opponent’s jaw. The body, which had become the incarnation of the gods for a short time, recovered even the broken jawbone in an instant, but when Ivan’s fists, who had once seized victory, hit in succession, Kyle could not come to his senses.