Martial Online.

Chapter 101 The End of the Fight

'You can take control of my body, but you can't take control of my mind!'

Ambrose rushed forward with burning rage.

Each strike, each blow, and each wound only fueled his determination to prove his indomitable spirit.

The black blade glinted in the scarlet-red fire as it sliced through the air.

The red blade swallowed the power of the fire as it moved across the air.

The clash of the two blades and the axe echoed across the dark-filled world.

The scattered sparks flew brightly across the dark room.

"Death Axe Rapid Blow!" Jaeger screamed and hacked his axe repeatedly without stopping even once to catch his breath.

The force of his strikes was unmatched, as each blow sent vibrations through the air.

Even though wounds appeared on Ambrose's body. Even though he lacked the strength to block those axe strikes, he didn't stop and continued to march forward with unyielding determination.

'Even though I am under the influence of the "Kill" skill, I can still use my other skills as well!'

Ambrose pushed forward and slammed his swords into the one-handed axe.

Instead of trying to find another angle to strike, he lifted his swords again and continued smashing them down at the same spot, determined to break through.

Jaeger felt his legs shake as he used his axe to block the sword strikes.

He trusted in the durability of his axe, as it was created from a strange metal called Warnium, known for its strength and resilience.

He found it on an abandoned battlefield during his first-ever quest, which he received from an old War Veteran in Amaterasu.

Ever since, the axe has been his trusted weapon.

Ambrose gritted his teeth and powerfully stepped forward before smashing his black sword down with a deafening force.

Jaeger felt the strike all the way through his boots.

"You can't defeat me with only strength!" Jaeger shouted and raised his own weapon, ready to retaliate.

He slashed down with an axe—the slash was so fast that it created a gust of wind.

Spurt—a shallow cut appeared on Ambrose's shoulder.

Jaeger thought it would slow him down a bit, but it didn't. Under the influence of "Kill", a mere wound wouldn't stop him.

Instead, he pushed forward and continued smashing his swords down as if nothing had happened.

Jaeger struggled to defend against the barrage of strikes, and slowly, wounds began to appear around his torso.

Most of them were shallow, but because of the damage he suffered from the fire, he didn't have? a lot of health to spare!

"Haaa!" Ambrose screamed and then noticed that his body was lifting his red-bladed sword.

Once the red-bladed sword began approaching Jaeger, he shouted. "50kg!"

Smash!

The impact of the red-bladed sword colliding with Jaeger's axe was tremendous.

The axe got pushed to the side while the red blade slashed through the side of Jaeger's body.

It wasn't a shallow wound anymore; it was massive!

'What the fuck was that?!' Jaeger exclaimed with a shocked expression in his face. 'The power behind that strike was nothing like before. How did he increase his strength so much?!'

A heart-dropping sight appeared in his vision. His health plummeted quickly, leaving only a little bit.

He was on his last legs, and he still had no idea how much health Ambrose had!

"1kg..." Ambrose softly whispered through his trembling lips. He then again rushed forward without getting any rest.

The "Kill" skill was draining him of stamina at a scary pace, and even though he had way more health than his opponent, he was also on his last legs stamina-wise!

"I have suffered worse!" Jaeger ignored his bleeding waist and continued to fight with all his might.

He deflected the black and red swords with one swift strike and then countered with a powerful punch to his opponent's chest.

Ambrose crashed on his back, but he then immediately rolled backward and jumped back to his feet.

He crossed his swords and slashed diagonally at Jaeger.

The clash of their blades rang through the air.

"Haaa!" Jaeger smashed his axe down, but the black blade blocked it.

The battle between blade made of Warnium and blade made of Dark Metal echoed across the air.

It was unclear which blade was the strongest!

"High Pain!" Ambrose screamed while the red blade approached Jaeger from below.

Jaeger lowered his gaze and quickly redirected the black blade away from him before smashing his axe into the red blade.

The red blade got deflected and missed Jaeger's shoulder by an inch.

"Death Axe Rush!" Jaeger spun the axe around and charged towards his opponent with a ferocious battle cry.

The first axe strike sent Ambrose tumbling backwards, and the second struck him perfectly on his chest.

Ambrose flew backwards and crashed into something hard—as if his body had slammed into a concrete wall.

He coughed out blue blood with saliva. If this were real life, his body would have been destroyed.

[-60 HP!]

[HP: 95/300]

"This is just a video game!" Jaeger rushed forth and brought his sword down.

Ambrose, still under the influence of "Kill", quickly raised his swords, crossed them, and blocked the axe.

His knees crashed into the ground as he struggled to withstand the force of Jaeger's attack.

"When I was fighting for the title of Youth Martial Arts Champion, I fought against geniuses every day!" Jaeger screamed and again slammed his axe down. "I won't be defeated by someone who lacks the skill and determination to match my strength!"

Smash!

He brought his axe again down, and Ambrose could do nothing except block helplessly.

He could feel that his body wanted to retaliate, but the "Kill" made it so that his body moved by instinct.

It wouldn't just attack and ignore defense altogether.

"Kill" could be considered a wild beast with sharp fangs. It would attack, ignore the damage, and try to hunt down its prey.

However, when it gets cornered, its fangs get weaker, but its instinct to kill will never weaken.

'What the fuck are you doing, my body?' Ambrose grinned hideously and raised his gaze.

His eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure. 'Attack! That's what you want, right? Kill!'

"Haaa!" Jaeger screamed and again smashed his axe down. "Death Axe Blow!"

Schwing—the blade part of the axe flew towards the ceiling and smashed through the wooden floor.

The impact sent splinters and dust flying in all directions, filling the room with a sense of chaos and destruction.

"Eh?" Jaeger looked at his axe in hand. However, there was no blade left. Only the wooden handle part of his axe was left, while the blade had gone missing.

He saw that the connecting point of the blade and the handle had been cleanly cut, as if it had been done by a master swordsman.

He felt pressure rising beside him. With shaky eyes, he turned to Ambrose, who slowly rose to his feet.

"Hah." Ambrose let out a short laugh and looked straight at Jaeger's sea-blue eyes. "You are strong; I give you that. However, there is one thing you lack."

"And... what is that?" Jaeger asked while lowering his arms. He couldn't lift his arms anymore.

After all, he had been fighting nonstop for nearly an hour, swinging his axe thousands of times.

"Sometimes, to kill your opponent, you have to be ready to sacrifice everything. Even your own life."

Ambrose raised his swords high above his head, summoning every ounce of strength left in his weary body.

"You were too careful not to die, scared for your lack of health. That is why you lost!"

"Scared, huh..." Jaeger dropped the broken handle of his axe and looked at his opponent with a fatigued gaze. "I wish I could be here to see when Zahhak arrives and puts your head on a spike."

"Bring Cerberus a message from me. The rewards were very nice!" Ambrose said and swung his swords down.

The head flew into the air and landed with a thud, bringing an end to his opponent.