The gods descend into reality

Demigod!

I don't even know if I have any hope of becoming a demigod!

"Miss Scáthach, my first half of life was spent with only fine wine, swordsmanship, and hatred. I hope that Miss Scáthach will walk with me for the rest of my life," Yasuo said affectionately to Scáthach.

A long, long time ago.

I once saw a blond adventurer flirt with a girl right in front of me.

Although I really dislike that blond guy, his tricks are still very effective.

pity--

This strategy has become my Yasuo's!

No arguments will be accepted!

"Beat me, kill me, and you can do whatever you want!"

Scáthach laughed heartily, her laughter filled with joy. Two long spears were already in her hands. Scáthach focused her mind and looked at Yasuo, her whole body suddenly surging with a violent fighting spirit.

Although the sense of power emanating from this Yasuo wasn't very strong!

But to be able to kill even a powerful fantasy species like a dragon, she must have some skill, so Scáthach is unusually serious at this moment!

After the battle with the third young master of Aolai Kingdom, his strength has become even greater. Even if Xiao Se can kill him in the future, that is a matter for the future. Now, how can he not challenge a strong opponent?

Yasuo...

Beat you?

Holy crap, this script isn't right. After that blond adventurer said those words, the pretty tavern lady easily went to the inn with him. Why do I still have to fight here?

I'd do anything to kill you.

They're already dead, so why should I eat them while they're still hot?

"No, no, no, I, Yasuo, don't stand up for nobodys. According to our customs, the two sides in a battle should introduce themselves as a pre-battle etiquette," Yasuo said seriously.

Of course, in Valoran, people usually just start fighting as soon as they meet; there's no such thing as pre-battle etiquette. But if you're going to fight anyway, you definitely need to understand your opponent first to ensure you can win!

Anyway, there's no one from Valoran here except for myself and Talia, so who knows what I'm saying!

"Oh, there's such etiquette?"

Scáthach sheathed her gun. With her magical wisdom, she could easily see through Yasuo's little scheme, but she didn't care.

If revealing your hand increases the chances of your opponent killing you, then what's the harm in revealing all your hands?

"I, Scáthach, am a Celtic warrior, and also the Queen of the Land of Shadows!"

Scáthach explained, and Yasuo nodded.

Your Majesty!

She's even more alluring than the policewoman.

"She is skilled in runes, a power once wielded by the god-king Odin," Scáthach explained in detail, hoping to increase Yasuo's chances of killing her.

Yasuo felt a tightness in his throat.

What the heck is this about the runes being a power wielded by Odin, the God-King? Why jump straight to the God-King?

I'm a little panicked.

"His spear skills have reached the realm of gods, and he has taught countless Celtic heroes. In the Land of Shadows, he has used his spear skills to kill countless undead, fantasy species, dragons, monsters, and gods!"

Yasuo...

"But because of this, I am cursed with immortality. No one can kill me. I hope you have the ability to break my immortality. Your Noble Phantasm is this infallible spear that reverses cause and effect, and the gate to the demonic realm that opens the world of the dead."

"Then, heroes from another world, come and fight me! Defeat me, kill me, and you will have everything you desire!" Scáthach said with a somewhat crazed expression.

Yasuo...

I'm sorry, goodbye, I've bothered you. I want to go back to Valoran, right away!

Yasuo was completely bewildered, not waiting for him to back down.

Before his eyes, a crimson spear was thrusting towards him at a speed beyond human limits.

Chapter 213 Life goes on, so does the desire to court death.

The wind kept blowing through my hair.

I am a man as free as the wind.

Yasuo has always firmly believed this.

After all, his own Wind-Controlling Sword Technique had almost surpassed that of his predecessors, reaching the pinnacle of Wind-Controlling Sword Technique.

All you need to do is clear your name and you can regain your lost glory!

The wind is my friend, and its speed makes me happy.

The speed of his forward slash had reached its limit, but this extreme speed did not bring him the same thrill as before. Instead, he panicked because he couldn't see the woman behind him.

However, Yasuo could sense that he had been locked onto by the opponent's aura.

As for stopping to fight the opponent head-on, Yasuo hadn't considered it.

how to spell?

The opponent possesses magic directly inherited from the God-King!

That's fine.

After all, he could use Wind Wall to block a wave, then use Step Forward Slash to get close, followed by Steel Slash, and finally use Gale Breath Slash to take down the opponent.

The key point is that the opponent also possesses unparalleled marksmanship!

Holy crap, that's unparalleled marksmanship!

How awesome is this? It's probably like a demigod or god in your own world.

If that were all, it would be fine.

After all, no matter how strong the opponent is, I am not the kind of third-rate hero who is afraid of fighting.

The key issue is that the opponent is immortal!

Are you a pay-to-win player?

That's cheating!

Run. What else can you do besides run?

Are we going to stay and get riddled with holes by the other side?!

"The Spear That Pierces Through Death!!"

The next moment, two spears were fired one after another, Yasuo paused, and a wind wall appeared.

"Whoosh~"

The two crimson spears were suddenly halted in mid-air by the wind wall.

Yasuo breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Damn, I'm so lucky! I actually blocked the opponent's skill!

I don't know which idiot changed their Wind Wall to only block flying objects with a certain probability. They keep nerfing it, nerfing it every single day! It's so frustrating!

Although they know that their own strength or weakness has little to do with the designers of League of Legends.

but--

What if there's some connection?

Most importantly, why isn't our backstory about a big shot like Aurelion Sol?

Well, if I survive this time, I'll go kill a few designers as a sacrifice after a while!

"Hehe~ As expected, he's no ordinary hero. He even managed to block my Noble Phantasm." The girl's voice rang out from behind, causing Yasuo's relaxed muscles to tense up once again.

No, I didn't, I'm just a loser!

This is what Yasuo most wanted to shout at this moment, but Scáthach clearly wouldn't give Yasuo that chance.

Yasuo, undeterred by the spear's attack, unleashed a forward slash!

"Tear~"

The sound of clothes tearing rang out, and Yasuo, as graceful as a willow catkin, widened the distance between himself and Scáthach.

"Strong warrior from another world, you can't defeat me if you keep hiding! Show me your true strength!"

After pulling off a beautiful flower-stealing move, Scáthach frowned and said somewhat displeased.

Is this powerful being from another world looking down on me?

How could a swordsman capable of fighting dragons only possess such limited strength?

To know--

In their own age of gods, dragons were among the most powerful and fantastical species.

It wouldn't be much weaker than some gods.

A swordsman capable of hunting down a top-tier fantasy species could not possibly possess only his current level of power.

Is this a sign of looking down on oneself?

Scáthach gripped her spear, her face growing increasingly excited.

This is the first time I've ever seen someone look down on me!

Anyone who can back up such arrogance must be incredibly powerful; they might actually be able to kill me!

Real skill?

"I--"

Yasuo was completely dumbfounded as he looked at Scáthach, who was full of fighting spirit.

I want to show my true skills, but my abilities won't allow it!

"In that case, let me force you to take action!"