Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Chapter 349 The Art Of Battle (1)

As the monster brought down its feet upon Raith, an eruption of flames exploded out of Raith's body, causing the monster to immediately fly away.

The monster grabbed the torn tunic that covered its lower body which was caught up with the flames and threw it away. Its body now naked exuded more manliness than before. From its broad shoulders to its broad chest, and fit, strong legs, its frame was honed to perfection, almost like a sculpted god.

Its eyes gleamed with a soft radiance, its black sclera gave the monster the visage of a chaobringer.

lightsnοvεl Raith slowly flowed to his feet, carried by the flames that continued to swirl around his body.

His eyes compared to before were now red and black. His heterochromia eyes seemed to have returned.

The monster sensing the change in atmosphere grinned. It...he, tilted his head left and right making a sickening crack sound. Then he folded his fist and pushed one forward along with a leg and the other one just behind it.

"Come human! I will teach you the real art of battle!"

Raith's eyes narrowed to a slit. He flew across to the monster, propelled by the wings of flames that surrounded him.

The monster also darted at him and the two of them collided, creating another loud explosion of force wrapped with splinters of flames.

Both of them were locked in another round of devilish exchange of attacks, Raith explored every area of battle he had picked on in the past few months, which helped him a lot.

He could hold his own with the monster because of his experience. He had never learned to battle the proper way and had up to now, what had carried him was the power of death he had. Every strand of muscles beneath his skin has never forgotten the pain staked on every failure, every death, every attack he should have executed better.

They have adapted to failure and are ever unchanging, Raith had over time ingrained in them the best battle art that one can ever gain. Of course, in order to fully display the prowess lying dormant within them Raith had to come to a certain realization. But that was still far from him.

Raith's arms enveloped in flames lunged at the monster in a desperate attempt to land an attack. That desperate attempt however may have been a trap laid on from the moment the second round of their tight-locked battle began.

Raith's hand was easily grabbed by the monk monster, he pulled Raith closer and dealt a blow to his belly. Normally, Raith would have been hurled away by the impact but the monster was holding his hand tightly, with enough strength to keep him from going anywhere.

Raith spat out blood, experiencing a tormenting recoil squeezing his internals.

The monster packed quite the punch. Grinning it grabbed Raith's neck and began trying to force Raith's arm out.

But another Blaze of inferno emerged. This time with a gluttonous ferocity that threatened to consume him in his entirety. The monster abandoned Raith and quickly leaped away as far as it could.

The flames continued to flutter almost as if he was adorned by a cloak of fire.

'I don't know what this skill is but it has saved me twice now'

Raith inhaled and exhaled, he had the space he needed for now.

[...]

'Yes, I know...'

The root of this struggle was because Raith had no proper idea of how to use his skills of [GREED]. The fool had thought it would naturally come to him.

'Will you come up next?'

[If you permit me]

Raith nodded.

Immediately, both eyes gleamed a white hue and subsided.

"You keep changing your face. I hope this time you bring me more excitement."

Indifferent to the monster's words, Omnisavant, now in control of Raith's body disappeared. The monster's eyes went round. He appeared behind the monster and materialized a sword. Of course, the monster was quick on the uptake and deflected it with bare hands sending sparks abroad.

The most stumbled, falling behind two steps, it gathered itself and lunged forward Immediately, its hand outstretched in a ferocious bid to sever Raith's torso.

Omnisavant darted straight into his line of attack and ducked low just by the skin of the teeth, creating a sword and stabbing it into the monster's outstretched hand. Creating another sword, he stabbed it into the monster's exposed flank.

"Tch"

It missed a vital point. But two swords were now embedded in the monster's body. He made a high jump and landed far off.

'Wow... you are fast, faster than I was'

[Of course]

'How?'

[Because I can maximize my movement by taking account of every muscle movement in this body]

[Through infinite analysis being run every second, I am constantly determining the number of ways I can best execute a movement and exploring the ideas]

'Oh, is that why you met his attack head-on and dodged the last moment? What if you had been a minute late, my face would have been gone for it'

[I repeat, all my actions are based on accurate analysis and calculation]

'Do you think we can win a fight with this monster then?'

[There are several factors to consider, the one I am particularly concerned about is that the monster has not begun to show its card. But yes, it is I can take it down]

'...what about the other one?'

[If we are to meet another monster of this level of power after fighting this one, I can't guarantee our survival based on the fact that we would have expended a lot of energy on this one, our body would be worn out, and in an extremely tired state]

'So winning will he had if we were to meet two of this kind of monster. Huh'

[However... if the monster is stronger than you suspect]

'This place could pretty much be our grave'

[...]

Raith's face was kept straight throughout the entire conversation between him and Omnisavant.

[What is your decision?]

"What else, take this body and defeat this monster!"

[Will you grant me access to all your skills?]

"Well, I have come to trust you so do what you will," Raith said with closed eyes and a smirk.

The third round of their onslaught began with grounds trembling.