The Extra is Too Strong - Chapter 1054
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Extras are too strong 1054
Chapter 315: Iron Fist
The mountain top was on fire.
It is a mountain fortress that served as a defensive line for Onnuri in its fight against the criminals.
The troops who were holed up in the difficult-to-reach mountain fortress, relying on this barrier that allowed a small number of infiltrations but prevented a certain number of troops from infiltrating, were quite irritating to the Convicts.
But in the end, the Condemned were able to break through this place by deploying their best troops who could solve all the problems with just a few people.
“Soul stealer… … .”
There was a man who muttered as he watched the condemned and the monsters clearing away the remains of the broken mountain.
He was a tall man, a little over 190 centimeters tall.
He had a very well-proportioned and resilient body, and a distinct scar was engraved on his forehead, making him look like a beast in human form.
A bald condemned man approached him as he was staring at the burning mountain with sharp eyes.
“Mr. Iron Fist.”
“What’s going on?”
“The letter has arrived.”
“Did Hong-hwa Lee send it again?”
“yes.”
“Burn it. The contents will be the same.”
“… … .”
“why?”
“I understand that you are not on good terms with that woman, but I wonder if you really need to turn down this opportunity. Seeing the level of support you are giving me, it seems like the higher-ups are paying special attention to this issue… … .”
“hmm.”
The bald condemned man flinched as the man known as Iron Fist turned around, stroking his beard.
He was over 180cm tall and had a body that was trained to the max, but he was intimidated when he met Iron Fist’s eyes. It wasn’t just because Iron Fist was his teacher.
“Looking at what you’re doing, it seems like you want to gather all the guys who were incarnations of the gods.”
Iron Fist was also an incarnation of the god of war before being reincarnated as a sinner.
He was a man who was called the best fist in the world.
A living legend who defeated countless villains and demons with only his fists, without even using a weapon.
Once a man who had defeated countless condemned men and saved countless lives, he was now one of the most powerful individuals fighting for the end of the world.
“But Lee Hong-hwa, it’s obvious what she’s doing. Those who go to the front lines and fight while taking risks are no different from meat shields.”
Lee Hong-hwa is trying to hunt, not fight.
Asking for an iron fist is a preparatory step to making the hunt a complete success. You need someone who will step forward and fight with your prey.
“What makes me even more mad is that… that girl is so good at fighting head-on that it’s worth cursing at!”
Before becoming a condemned man, Iron Fist had fought alongside Hong-Hwa Lee several times.
The Eastern Continent is a world without any organization that claims to be a powerful guardian like the Silver Blood.
Strength was needed to protect the world from the constant threat of destruction.
Iron Fist, together with Hong-Hwa Lee, entered a Demon King-level dungeon in human form and even captured the Demon King. He also hunted a great monster that was a threat comparable to that of the Demon King.
Because of that past, Iron Fist knows well what kind of person Lee Hong-hwa is.
‘It’s a nightmare if we meet as enemies. But as allies, I don’t really want to be used.’
Above all, it was Lee Hong-hwa who ended his life as a human by defeating Iron Fist, who had been blocking the endless stream of condemned people in order to buy time for countless refugees to escape.
At that time, Lee Hong-hwa prevented the refugees from escaping by driving them into the area where the Iron Fist was, forcing them to carry so many lives on their backs that he could not possibly give up.
And after opening a path for the refugees to escape, he sent condemned men sequentially from all directions except that path to block it.
So that you can’t make excuses like you didn’t have enough strength to stop it…
A perfectly designed trap weakened Iron Fist’s mind and body by eating away at him.
And when he was exhausted, Hong-hwa Lee told him the truth by stabbing an arrow into his body.
The fact that the people who fought like devils and escaped were actually walking into a trap prepared by the enemy to annihilate them.
In an instant, Iron Fist lost everything he had risked his life to protect and ran towards Hong-Hwa Lee, screaming.
At that time, he was nothing but a living, breathing disaster.
He broke through everything that blocked his path, even Hong-hwa Lee’s arrows, and reached the front.
But Hong-Hwa Lee did not panic and stood up to it.
No matter how injured and exhausted he was, he still managed to overpower Iron Fist in close combat and bring about his death.
‘I feel sorry for your prey, Lee Hong-hwa.’
Iron Fist snickered.
‘Now that the long exile is over and I have returned to the front lines, we will meet again. Then, as a fellow convict, I will confirm what results the years have brought about.’
He looked at his disciple and said.
“I have no intention of becoming a tool for her hunting. And if you wait a little longer, a bigger opportunity will come.”
“Are you talking about the soul stealer? I heard you raided Gapo.”
“No, it would be great if I could meet him, but he’s a guy who flashes from east to west… … .”
Iron Fist clicked his tongue.
Mord’s party was the worst headache for the Condemned Forces, but there was no way to catch them now.
“Soon the star-cutting sword, that old man of renown will descend to the place where this fist touches.”
* * *
Mid-November.
It is a time when you can slowly feel the winter coming, but the weather in the southwestern part of the peninsula is still cool.
“Let’s stop here for today. I’ll come back at the same time tomorrow.”
Parwell said, closing the book.
Then, dozens of magicians and sorcerers gathered at the temple of Bredias gathered their belongings and stood up like college students after class.
One of them approached.
It was Prince Hanul’s close associate, high-ranking magician Kim Arsene.
He handed me something.
“These are chestnuts boiled and marinated in honey. My wife asked me to give you a taste, so I brought them.”
“It’s a delicacy. I will eat it with gratitude.”
Parwell smiled and accepted the gift.
Kim Arsene said with a look of admiration.
“You are truly amazing. You must be busy with your own research, yet you share your knowledge so generously.”
Parwell occasionally gave lectures at the Temple of Bredias.
It is usually held at the Bredias Temple in Yongha, but it is also sometimes held in other cities in the southwest after announcing the date in advance.
The popularity of this lecture was enormous.
First of all, since it is widely known that Parwell is an archmage, he cannot be unpopular.
Since it was announced that anyone with an academic interest in magic, regardless of age or gender, could participate without any restrictions on the number of participants, dozens and sometimes hundreds of people gathered to listen to Parwell’s lectures and engage in heated discussions.
This was a refreshing shock to both wizards and sorcerers.
I neither teach in a school nor take in students personally.
He did not even step forward as an instructor to take charge of state affairs.
How can you give away your precious magical knowledge for free to anyone who wants to learn?
Any wizard who has ever attended a lecture has lavished praise on Parwell.
A true wizard would be filled with a thirst for knowledge, but it is so difficult to obtain that knowledge that he is always thirsty, so it is inevitable that he will be like that.
Parwell smiled.
“I am simply following the teachings of the great Bredias. Learning should be for everyone. Raising as many magicians as possible is also a way to benefit humanity.”
And although he couldn’t say it out loud, this was also something that Parwell did for himself.
The process of imparting magical knowledge to an unspecified number of people and engaging in discussions with them resulted in the growth of his divinity.
‘The lecture covers spells and methods of operation that can be standardized in the military, so if these continue to spread and become the standard for magicians all over the world, it will be a great boost to my divinity.’
Parwell was giving his lectures with an eye toward their far-reaching impact.
But for now, the biggest intention was to develop the magicians in Prince Hanul’s sphere of influence.
It was impossible to train all the wizards like the wizards of the Mord unit.
‘Still, this guy has some potential.’
Parwell enjoyed talking to Kim Arsene.
Maybe it’s because he’s a dragon and a wizard, but he has a unique sensibility that’s different from that of ordinary humans or divine magicians.
He is also very talented as a wizard, and is quickly approaching the level of 7th Circle Master just by learning the spellbook that Parwell gave him to study on his own.
“hmm?”
Suddenly Parwell raised his head.
Kim Arsene asks, puzzled.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. It seems that Bredias is calling. I’ll leave now. Please tell my wife that I appreciate the gift.”
There was no way that the saint of God could be caught when he was called by God.
“Bredias spoke with a slightly excited expression to Parwell, who was heading inside the temple after seeing Kim Arsen.
[You’re here. It’s finally done.]
“… … .”
[Aren’t you happy?]
“No, I was wondering which of the things you were working on had been completed.”
Parwell laughed awkwardly.
In the meantime, the number of tasks assigned to Bredias, or more precisely, Bredias’ celestial research team, has been increasing, and there are now more than ten in progress.
‘It’s a luxury I couldn’t even imagine if it were the Western Continent… but I have a strange feeling that liking it would be morally problematic… ‘
Parwell felt a dilemma and waited for Bredias’ explanation.
[Oh, I’m sorry. I got too excited because it was a study I personally supervised.]
“Bredeas said, embarrassed.
[This is a sanctuary measure.]
“Is that finished already?”
[Yes. All that remains is to verify it in practice. If the effectiveness is proven… … .]
Bredias spoke meaningfully to the surprised Parwell.
[They will come to know that there is no resting place for them anymore.]
* * *
The Southwest Peninsula boasts a very warm climate, making it difficult to see snow. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help but be aware of the approaching winter.
Before the weather gets colder, we are trying to strengthen our internal structure as much as possible and appeal to local powers outside the southwestern region to unite as well.
After achieving a great victory over the condemned men and easily defeating the Prince of Zhou’s army, the neighboring local powers were noticeably shaken.
Prince Hanul is appealing for peaceful unification now, but if he fails, wouldn’t he be able to push it out with military force?
And in that situation, we should consider that the lives of the leaders are at risk.
That fact naturally caused the surrounding powers to bow their heads and come in.
Soon after, talks began with the two local powers for integration.
“It’s progressing steadily. It’ll accelerate even more from now on.”
Mord and his party felt satisfied with the progress.
They decided to stay in Yongha and focus on training and reorganizing until Rotendar was repaired.
However, they did not only focus on their own training, but also served as training partners for some members selected from the Mord Unit and Prince Hanul’s forces.
For example, Joo Young-soo, a middle-aged dragon man who is the bodyguard of Prince Hanul and the strongest warrior in Prince Hanul’s forces.
As a 4th level Auror warrior, he occasionally participated in the training of the Mord unit and sparred with Niska.
Since Niska also welcomed this duel, the people of Mord’s unit and the talented people sent by Prince Hanul were lucky enough to witness the duels between incredibly high-level masters every day.
But those days didn’t last long.
“I thought I could rest a bit until Rotendar was repaired… … .”
Keel sighed.
Even though I said I was resting, I wasn’t really resting, I was still doing pretty intense training every day.
Mord asked.
“What’s going on this time?”
Prince Hanul urgently called them and asked for help.
“I’m calling for help from above.”
“If it’s up there, then Unpyeongdo?”
To the southwest was Yongun Island, the territory of the Namhae Navy, and to the north was Unpyeong Island.
Prince Hanul nodded.
“Yes. They are under attack by the Condemns, and they say they will join us if we help them.”
The force that requested help was located north of Unpyeong Island.
“There is only one place in Unpyeong-do that has decided to join us, and yet this request is coming from the North… … .”
Prince Hanul smiled bitterly.
Mord asked.
“What is the situation in Unpyeongdo?”
“It’s a situation where almost half of it was eaten by the convicts.”
The port city of Gapo was located on Unpyeong Island.
The troops that gradually advanced inland from Gapo took over about half of Unpyeong Island.
“Thanks to you all, I feel like I’ve been a bit slow lately… … .”
The advance toward the inland was halted as Mord’s party destroyed the cannon twice and also destroyed the troops and supplies traveling to and from ports on the West Sea.
However, it seems that the local powers of Unpyeong-do have been driven to a point where they cannot endure even that much.
“I guess I should go and see.”
If they were being attacked by the Condemners, it would have been Mord’s party that would have stepped forward.
Prince Hanul said.
“I’ll go too. If I can handle this, I’ll be able to control the entire Unpyeong Island, so it’s worth the risk.”
“You weren’t thinking of not going? You were thinking of saving yourself before this opportunity?”
“… … .”
Prince Hanul became embarrassed when Mord looked at him with eyes that seemed to ask why he was making such a fuss.
Even though he had now become a great figure who had unified the Southwest Province, Mord’s attitude toward him remained the same.
Prince Hanul felt the change in other people’s attitudes on his skin, and for some reason he was glad about that.
“Ahem. Then let’s go as soon as we’re ready.”