The Dark Warrior

He shot at the 50m mark, hitting the head of another goblin. At this time Peter

and Darwin also started moving.

The goblins were nimble, but the ogres had large strides, so their speeds were

about the same. But after sprinting about 100m on the grass plains, the ogres

with their powerful legs were in the front, with the goblins behind them. The

distance was stil a bit too far for a wide area spell to encompass al the

monsters.

But it was enough, since Darwin’s task was to restrain one of the ogres.

“Nature Bind.”

Darwin cast his spell, the grass under an ogre’s feet started wriggling, turning

into vines and binding it. The unnaturally tenacious chains of vegetation locked

the ogre in place, making it roar in frustration.

At this time Ainz casually advanced forward with Narberal behind.

Their strides suggested that were taking a stroll rather than intercepting

charging monsters.

As the lead ogre approached, Ainz reached behind his back, grabbing the sword

hilts. Narberal reached under her cape and drew her sword.

Drawing a large arc, two swords appeared before Ainz.

The bright light entering their eyes made the Sword of Darkness members gasp.

The two swords in Ainz’s hand were flashy and had a length of more than

150cm. Rather than instruments of war, they looked like expensive works of art.

The engraving on the grooves of the swords looked like two intertwined snakes.

The tip of the swords spread out like a fan, emitting a cold, sharp radiance.

Heroic weapon.

The swords in Ainz’s hands were the celebrated Hero’s Swords.

His figure made the Sword of Darkness party gasp again. If the scene before

caused them to be in awe, the current one made them speechless.

The longer the sword, the heavier it is. Even a weapon enchanted with weight

reduction was not easy to wield. They knew from their short journey so far that

Ainz had amazing arm strength, but their common sense was unable to accept

that someone could wield such a colossal sword so easily.

But...

But Ainz was swinging them as if he were holding clubs, that image was truly

awe-inspiring.

“Momon-san… who in the world are you…”

Peter spoke on behalf of everyone as he sighed. As a warrior, he understood

how much arm strength was needed to use such a powerful technique. He didn’t

know how much time he needed to train before reaching such a stage, which

shocked him. He knew they were on different tiers, but the scene before him stil

made his legs tremble.

Even the dull goblins were frightened by him, slowing down their reckless pace

and made a detour towards Peter and the rest.

Only the stupid ogres who were confident in their arm strength charged at Ainz.

The distance narrowed and the lead ogre raised its club.

The swords in Ainz's hands were huge, but the ogre’s club had a wider attack

range. When the ogre started its attack, Ainz had already stepped into range.

His was like the wind. He swung the giant sword in his right hand with an even

faster speed; the afterimage of a white flash slash seemed to slice through

space for a moment.

That slash was too imposing, even though it was not directed towards them, the

others felt as though they were witnessing death right by their side.

He ended it in a single attack.

Ainz shifted his attention from the ogre before him to another ogre. As if waiting

for Ainz to leave, the top half of the slashed ogre stayed on for a while before

finally falling to the ground; the bottom half was stil standing. Blood and organs

were exposed to the air, creating a pungent smell, emphasing the fact that this

was no il usion.

The downward diagonal slash made a clean cut.

They were definitely stil in the midst of battle, but both sides stopped moving

time seemed to stop as they silently watch this amazing scene.

Kil ing in one blow. Even the bulky body of the ogre couldn’t escape the fate of

being slashed in half.

“... Amazing.”

Someone grunted softly. The voice was clear in the quiet battle field.

“... Unimaginable. He surpassed Mithril level and reached Orchalcum… No,

could it be Adamantium level?”

Slashing in half with a single strike.

It wasn't impossible. A few skil ed swordsman or those with powerful magic

weapons might be able to do it. But if you wield a two-handed giant sword with

one hand, it would be hard to exert the strength that was necessary to slash

your enemy in half with a single strike, that was common sense. Two-handed

weapons were meant to be held with two hands. The whole point was to use

both the slash’s centrifugal force and sword’s weight to attack; it wasn’t meant to

be wielded with only one arm’s strength.

Hence either Ainz’s sword was enchanted with powerful magic, or Ainz’s

strength in one arm was stronger than a normal warrior using two hands. Or

maybe both.

Seeing this shocking scene, the ogre unconsciously stopped, made an

expression of horror and backed away. Ainz advanced briskly to close the

distance.

“What? Not coming?”

A calm and soft voice sounded out in the battle field.

Such a simple question was enough to intimidate the ogres, because they had