Re:Zero: Starting from the Great Transformation

Miggs couldn't help but speak.

"I don't know where you came from, but why do you think we're running? The troops chasing us are the Demon God's personal guards, the Spelud warriors! Each of their warriors is capable of taking on a hundred enemies at once. It's impossible to fight them head-on!"

"That's why it's valuable, isn't it?"

"You're being too..."

"Okay, it's decided."

Kalman interrupted Miggs.

He stared at Ron in front of him and said seriously:

"Although I don't know who you are, since you have volunteered to stop the demons' pursuit, I will not stop you. If you can do this, I will give you my trust in the name of the Northern God."

"Okay, it's a deal."

"I hope you can return triumphantly."

Ron smiled, then walked towards the direction where the demon pursuers were coming from and left quickly.

Kalman and Miggs stood still.

Only after watching his figure disappear into the distance did Migs couldn't help but ask:

"This guy is so weird... Lord Kalman, is it really okay to trust him?"

"For now, we can only take one step at a time."

Kalman sighed. The most important thing now was to lead his troops to the Kingdom of Asura. He wondered how far that self-proclaimed hero could go...

Even if it's just a slight delay, it's enough.

……

……

the other side.

After Ron left Kalman, he ran all the way.

The abundant vitality brought by the Undead Demon Clan allowed him to adapt to any harsh environment, and he could move freely even in this icy and snowy climate. After walking for about two or three hours, the target he was looking for appeared on the distant horizon.

It was a murderous army with a total number of over a hundred people.

Although there are only a hundred people, each of them is capable of fighting a thousand men.

Each of them has a handsome appearance, green hair, and a red magic eye between their eyebrows...

And a magic spear emitting black magic power.

"The Spelud warriors, known as demons, committed countless crimes during the Demon God War..."

Ron muttered to himself as he watched the troops approaching rapidly in the distance.

"For the perfect world five hundred years from now..."

"Use it for my own benefit."

Brave Chapter: 185, Fighting against Ruijerud

“Shhhhhh——”

Firm and powerful footsteps broke through the pale snow-covered ground.

Numerous warriors, armed with magic spears, wordlessly followed the leader in front, each face displaying a cold, murderous look. It was the look only possessed by those who had experienced many battles and drenched in blood.

Every warrior of the Spelud tribe has the powerful strength to defeat a hundred enemies at once.

A group of warriors composed of hundreds of such fighters is almost invincible on this land.

They are the elite among the elite.

"Captain."

"We've confirmed the enemy's movements. As long as we continue chasing them in this direction, they won't be gone in a few days..."

"Well, let those insignificant humans know the power of the Spelud Warriors."

Leading the Spelud warrior group was a young man, not only young in appearance, but also considered to be a teenager compared to the long lifespan of the Spelud.

He held a pitch-black magic spear in his hand, his whole body was wrapped in bloodthirsty murderous intent, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.

His name is Ruijie Luther.

The most outstanding warrior among the younger generation of the Spelud people.

However, even Rudeus, standing there, couldn't believe the man before him was Rijerudo. The cold, bloodthirsty murderous intent emanating from him made him resemble a mad demon, devoid of any trace of humanity.

The current Ruijerud is not the Ruijerud who was betrayed and then gained enlightenment.

Instead, he was addicted to the power bestowed by the demon god and controlled by the magic spear.

He had no doubt about the power bestowed upon him by the demon god, and through repeated battles, his soul was gradually tainted by the lust for slaughter and bloodlust, unknowingly transforming into a demon that could not distinguish friend from foe...

If you continue to leave it alone, it will become like that sooner or later.

However, the current Ruijerud has not yet reached that level.

As the best warrior of the Spelud tribe, he still maintained his rationality and was able to understand that the most important task at present was to pursue the remnants of the defeated army led by Bei Shen and others in front, which was the last resistance force in the northern continent.

As long as those defeated generals can be completely eradicated, it means that the Northern Continent will be completely in their possession...

That's how it should be.

"Well?"

Just as Ruijerude led his warriors forward.

A figure suddenly appeared in front.

In the vast snow, a young man with black hair and black eyes, holding a huge golden sword, stood in the direction of the team's advance with a smile, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

"enemy?"

Rijerudo muttered to himself.

As if responding to Rijerudo's question, the black-haired young man smiled and swung the giant sword in his hand.

"Shh-"

The invisible sword energy drew a sword mark more than ten meters long on the snow.

It was like a natural chasm between the two sides.

"Your mission ends here."

Ron said with a smile.

"This road is blocked. Please return the way you came."

"Captain..."

"Don't act rashly. This guy is no ordinary being. I'm going to test him first. You just follow my instructions."

"Yes."

Rijerudo gripped his magic spear tightly and took a step forward.

He said coldly:

"Are you the only enemy?"

"..."

Ron said nothing.

He quietly opened his magic eyes and observed Ruijerud's entire body.

As expected, the magic gun in his hand was a magic addition, and it was a man-made magic addition.

As we all know, magic additions are naturally generated in a high-concentration magic environment, and both the effects and side effects are uncontrollable. Therefore, practical magic additions are not only rare, but also very valuable.

However, the demon Laplace clearly possesses a method for artificially creating magical additions.

The magic spears in the hands of the Spelud warriors are not just ordinary weapons, but can greatly enhance the user's strength and can also negate magic... They can be said to be first-class weapons.

Every member of the Spelud warrior group has one of these magic spears.

That's why.

Only the Spelud warrior group can gain the power of one against a thousand.

If there is any side effect, it would be that it would erode the user's soul as they continue to kill.

Ron slowly raised the King Dragon Sword in his hand.

"Rijrud Speludia."

Ron said softly.

Ruijerude narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Throw away the magic spear in your hand. It is an ominous tool and a betrayal of you by the Demon God Laplace. This is my warning to you..."

"ridiculous."

Ruijie Lude snorted coldly.

He didn't say anything more and rushed towards Ron.

The magic gun in his hand shot out like black lightning, pointing directly at the vital parts of Ron's body.

Ron faced the attack head-on without dodging or evading.

He swung the greatsword with one hand, striking with an incomprehensible gesture. The seemingly incomparably heavy sword seemed incredibly light in his hand, almost weightless.

"Qiang——!"

The King Dragon King's sword collided with the magic spear, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.

Ruijerud only felt a huge force sweeping along the handle of the gun, like a tidal wave. Even though he had been prepared, the magic gun almost slipped out of his hand.

His pupils couldn't help but shrink. What kind of power was this?!

You know, his own strength is quite impressive. With the blessing of the magic spear, even the immortal demon king Atofilatofi might not be able to defeat him. But at this moment, he was suppressed in the head-on collision of power.

This guy is not simple.

With this thought, the magic spear in Ruijerude's hand trembled slightly, and he no longer looked down on Ron.

"Shh-"

The pitch-black trident danced in the wind.

The next moment, it launched an attack on Ron like a violent storm.

Sharp, swift, full of murderous intent, and striking directly at the vital points, the martial arts honed over hundreds of years of war were fully demonstrated at this moment.

However, faced with such a rapid attack, Ron was not at all panicked.

He waved the Dragon King Sword in his hand, and invisible sword energy wrapped around it, easily blocking the incoming attacks time and time again.

The speed of Ruijerudo's magic spear was getting faster and faster.

But the next moment, he suddenly staggered back several steps, his face full of surprise.

"Of all the martial arts, this is the Water God Style."

Ron said with a smile.

In reality, he was only marginally better than Rijerude in terms of swordsmanship, but with the Dragon King Sword in hand, he wouldn't lose to Rijerude in a head-on duel.

"kill him!"

Ruijie Luther shouted coldly.

The next moment, hundreds of Spelud warriors who received the order rushed forward and attacked Ron with roars.

Facing the enemies that came like a tide,

Ron remained calm and composed.

He grasped the hilt of the Dragon King Sword with both hands and slowly raised it above his head.

"A hundred kinds of martial arts, this is the secret of the Northern Divine School."