Otherworld Nation Founding Chronicles

Chapter 124.2

Translator: Makisima from

Proofreader: Edelane

“Not concentrating in the middle of a fight, despicable!”

Marin shortened the distance in a second and pulled out her sword .

So this is our moment of truth……

“Curiu, go away!”

“Bu . . but…”

“Go back to the troops!”

Marin and Curiu talked in Gallian language .

Curiu finally left with a puzzled expression .

“It’s time to die . ”–Gram

Marin’s heart was pierced by an arrow from Gram .

However…

“Too light . ”–Marin

Her wound healed rapidly .

“You monster!”

Gram shouted angrily .

“Gram, Muzio! Aim for the head!”

I shouted .

I turned to Marin and smiled .

“The weakness of a zombie is the head, isn’t it?”

“Head……hmm, are you sure about that?”

She smiled too .

“Anyway, you’re gonna die . ”

Marin’s sword collided with mine .

My hand got numb .

I had already known that she may be faster than Curiu, however, she’s even stronger and skillful!!

“Bastard . Stealing a skill from the dead!”–Almus

“I inherited it from my husband . It’s the crystal of love . Same to you, wimpy child, you power is from the shit elf, right?”–Marin

Well, she is right . No matter what, power is power .

“Fighting without any skill and buff, that’s only in comics . ”–Almus

“Do you want to fight without any curse and divine blessing? I’ll tell you this, I will absolutely win . After all, I have trained myself for hundreds of years . ”–Marin

“Age is not an advantage . Old hag . ”–Almus

“You’re going to die, you shit . ”–Marin

It’s my advantage to fight against Marin alone .

This woman is dangerous . It’s best if she dies here .

Another chance to kill her will be hard to come by, I cannot let her run away .

I ignored the immense pain and raised my body again .

I want more power!

I want more power to break the wall between Marin and me .

“Haaaaaaa!”

“En!”

My sword collided with Marin’s again . Huge power blew Marin away .

“Go to hell!”

I swung my sword towards Marin once again .

It was successful this time, blood gushed out from her wound .

“How is this possible, you got a new Divine Blessing?!”

Marin shouted with a surprised voice .

My power came back .

Thanks, elf .

No, it’s probably because my soldiers here were increasing . And my Divine Blessing of Royalty had became more powerful with the increasing amount of soldiers .

I felt their strong belief towards me .

“I see, your divine blessing is getting stronger, right?”–Marin

“Why would I tell you?”–Almus

“I didn’t ask you, idiot . ”–Marin

Although I don’t know what happened to her, it’s a good chance!

I swung my sword again . Two swords collided with sparks .

I won!

“Go to hell!”

I cut off her right hand .

Her hand hurled through the air, blood spraying from it .

But light started to gather on her right hand again, self-healing started .

I can’t miss this chance and charged towards her again .

“Tell me his Divine Blessing at once! Hurry up, shit!”

Marin defended with her left hand and talked with somebody .

“What?!…The same as Etzel…Interesting . ”

With her new right hand, Marin started attacking me again .

I missed the chance……

“A word of advice . Don’t rely too much on Divine Blessing . Or you won’t be able to distinguish Almus and King Rosyth apart . At that time, you’re not your own person anymore . ”–Marin

“Thanks a lot . I know the side effect, but I cannot stop here . ”–Almus

Since arriving here, I had killed thousands of people . Now, I have no choice .

I am not willing to stop here .