A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

“If you only have this level of ‘cunning,’ there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

"Are you ready to be ravaged by me?" Migoravan's eyes darted around excitedly.

Although Migolavin didn't know why his dominance in the nightmares had weakened, since Bray was still affected by the nightmares, everything was fine.

"Hahahahahaha!!!" Migolav spread his arms.

Walls of earth rose up from the ground, pressing directly towards the mines.

Bray rolled over and dodged awkwardly.

As it rolled, it simultaneously shattered the wall that was pressing down on it.

“Hmm, it seems this ‘shrewdness’ is still somewhat useful.” Migoravan stroked his chin.

These walls, normally, would not be damaged.

“It’s truly amazing, an ability that I can’t fully comprehend,” Migolavian said to Bray.

However, Bray paid no attention to Migolavin's nagging.

Bray found Migoravan's constant talking incredibly annoying.

“Turn it upside down.” Migoravan’s head was flipped horizontally.

As Migolavin's head flipped over, the entire nightmare world turned upside down.

The ground above became the sky above, while the ground beneath our feet became that blood-red sky.

The dart fell straight down.

“That’s why I hate this stuff,” Bray retorted.

Bray hates all sorts of weird and wonderful abilities the most.

What kind of nonsense is this, turning heaven and earth upside down?

"Even if you're going to act recklessly, there has to be a limit." Bray's right eye was filled with helplessness.

A feeling of weightlessness enveloped Bray.

But it doesn't matter if I keep falling, I won't die from the fall anyway.

Thinking about this, Bray calmed down considerably.

Migolavin also fell with Bray.

Migoravan, suspended in mid-air, had a playful look in his eyes.

"Do you feel your own powerlessness, human?" Migoravan enjoyed seeing the desperate expressions on the faces of the weak as he toyed with them.

"So-so," Bray replied casually.

Migoravan stretched out his hand, trying to grab Bray.

Bray spun around in mid-air, using the momentum to unleash a powerful slash with his greatsword.

"Swoosh—" Migolawin, caught off guard, was hit directly.

Migolavin's arm was cleaved off by Bray's sword.

"!?!" Migoravan looked at himself bleeding, still not having reacted.

"Great, finally hit it," Bray exclaimed.

"How could you!!!!" Migoravan screamed in fury.

The downward momentum suddenly stopped.

The world returned to normal.

The mines that should have been in the sky were now firmly planted on the ground.

The enraged Migoravan also landed on the ground.

Migolavin was so relaxed from the beginning because Bray couldn't hurt him.

But Bray took advantage of His momentary lapse in attention and chopped off His entire arm.

"Aa ...

Dark red laser beams shot out from His countless eyes.

Countless lasers shattered the town's buildings into pieces.

The area swept by the laser was completely cleaved in two.

Bray tried to block Migoravan's laser with his sword, but was sent flying by the enormous force.

During the inverted flight, if Bray hadn't adjusted his posture at the last second, he would have been torn to pieces by countless lasers.

Even so, Bray could not escape unscathed.

"The mental image can't be used?" Bray realized that he no longer had a reason to block Migorawin's attack.

The mental world of "Beers" could not unfold in Migolavian's nightmare.

Without the enhancement from the mental image, the greatsword was no longer as heavy as before and could not withstand the destructive power of the Migorawn laser.

"BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Migolavin didn't want to give Bray a chance to turn the tables.

Before Bray could stand up, Migoravan pressed him to the ground with his remaining hand.

Migolavin's brute force made it hard for Bray to breathe.

"Cough cough..." Bray gritted his teeth, enduring the pressure from Migolavin's palm.

Although Migolavin looked thin, his strength grew stronger as he approached Bray.

Without the ability to use mental imagery, it's impossible for Bray to compete with Migorlavin in terms of brute force.

"It hurts, doesn't it? It hurts, doesn't it?" Migoravan looked extremely agitated, his eyes darting around erratically.

“You must be in a lot of pain, right? Show me your desperate expression.” Migoravan grinned maliciously.

The sound was incredibly eerie.

"Hahahahahaha!!!!" Migolav laughed loudly. Despite having lost an arm, he felt inexplicably happy.

“Inferior species should just lie there obediently!!!” Migora laughed, raising her voice considerably.

“You’re getting too excited,” Bray said calmly.

"!?!" Migolavin suddenly realized that Bray had broken free from his grasp.

"Impossible? How did you escape?" Bray should have been pinned to the ground and rubbed into the ground by Him!

“So you’re too excited.” Bray shrugged, gripping his two swords tighter.

Migolavin's laughter was so loud that the hand that was pressing down on Bray moved away slightly.

For Bray, that little bit of space that was cleared was enough for him to break free.

"That really hurts." Bray stretched his muscles; he had been weighed down quite a bit by Migoravan.

It's estimated that his ribs were also slightly cracked.

Of course, this does not affect Bray's fighting.

If it were to break, it would be more troublesome, as Bray could be punctured in the lung by a broken rib at any time.

Internal injuries are no joke.

"Aaaaaahh ...

"Hey, get this straight, okay? You've been playing me for a fool." Bray sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"Thump!!!" Migolavin grabbed a huge wooden pillar from the side and used it as a weapon, smashing it at Bray.

Bray simply sidestepped Migoravan's attack.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and walked toward Migoravan, sword in hand.

Bray appeared to be walking slowly, but he closed the distance to Migorlavin in an instant.

“An enemy who has lost his composure is the easiest to deal with, you know?” Bray said to Migoravan.

With a step, Bray's figure disappeared from Migoravan's.

Two swords flashed, leaving streaks of black and white light.

The light vanished, and a large amount of blood gushed from Migoravan's body.

"Aaaaaah!! Gaaaaaaah!!" Migorawn watched in horror as yet another hand was chopped off by Bray.

"..." Then He did not continue calling.

Despite losing both of his arms, Migoravan was surprisingly calm.

Migolavin jumped onto the roof of a house.

In this way, Bray would not be able to attack Him immediately.

Getting close to Brera is practically suicide.

“You humans are too abnormal.” Migoravan squinted.

After fighting for so long, Migorawen realized that he was fighting a Dark Iron race, not someone of the same level.

Bray did not answer Migoravan's question, but silently shook the blood off his sword.

He wouldn't easily let a layer of blood and fat congeal on his sword blade.

The dragon patterns beneath the adventurer's clothing were shimmering.

The current Bray team can be described as going all out.

Migolavin also sensed Brey's ever-increasing momentum.

In the first place, Migolavin could have easily manipulated Bray by exploiting the nature of the nightmare.

But Migolavin was too arrogant and actually tried to fight Bray hand-to-hand.

Now that he has lost both hands, Migoravan has also lost all initiative.

Even now, relying on the nature of Nightmare, Migolavin might not be able to beat Bray.

"..." Bray smashed the worm that was shaking his flesh to death with the hilt of his sword, and stared at Migoravan expressionlessly.

Bray pondered how to defeat Migolavin.

Migolavian was standing too high up, making it difficult for Bray to hit him in one shot.

The other side isn't a stationary target.

Despite its large size, Migoravan is actually quite agile.

To give an analogy, it's probably like a spider in the jungle.

Migoravan's eyes were darting around, as if he were deep in thought.

However, this time Migolavin kept both eyes on Bray.

Migoravan didn't want to be hit by Bray again because of his carelessness.

“Humans,” Migoravan suddenly spoke.

"How about we make a deal?"

“Not interested.” Bray refused without even thinking.

One second they were fighting to the death, and now they're talking about making a deal?

Are you sure you're not just messing around?

“Don’t worry, the transaction is simple,” Migoravan continued.

“I can tell you often deal with us higher species.” Migoravan’s tone was unusually polite this time.

“And you must have fought quite a few higher species as well.” Migorawn could tell from Bray’s words and actions that he often fought powerful beings.

Because Bray was never surprised by Migorawin's abilities.

Even when one sees gods or humans, it is the same.

Migolavian initially thought that Bray was just thick-skinned.

But upon closer examination, the reality may not be so simple.