A chilling light continuously burst forth from the walls, following Hera's swung claws and attacking Victor.
Countless sharp bone spears aimed precisely at every vital spot on Viktor's body.
But just as the bone spike was about to touch Viktor, he could always instantly block it with his round shield.
Even if there's no time to block, his fluid movements make it easy to dodge.
Hera weaved among the bone spears, continuing her swift and fierce offensive in the gaps between Victor's dodges of each thrust.
But Viktor remained calm and composed throughout, even appearing quite at ease.
Suddenly, a wooden sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, accompanied by countless iron plates that swirled and danced around him.
The red and green colors flashed in mid-air, making it difficult for Hera to open her eyes.
Even so, Hera's offensive was not diminished in the slightest.
Carrying the breath of wind as it burst through the air, and wielding its long, sharp claws, the bone spear was aimed directly at Victor's chest.
It was as if it wanted to rip his heart out completely, like an absolutely ferocious beast.
The adventurers behind them trembled slightly upon seeing this.
Yet, amidst the trembling, there seemed to be a hint of excitement.
"The boss is getting serious!"
"I never expected to see the boss take action again."
"But that kid is too amazing... When did such a powerful knight emerge from the South?"
"It could also be a soldier."
Victor ignored the words of those around him, dodging the attacks of the bone spikes while wielding his round shield to block all of Hera's claws.
As the battle began, Hera's level and health bar were revealed to Victor.
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The woman before him was also an ancient monster who had lived for a long time.
Viktor naturally recognized Hera the Beast.
In the game's lore, Hera proposed that adventurers should take the behavior of beasts as their guide, maintain a fierce and brutal fighting style, and completely tear their enemies apart.
However, this proposal to fight naturally met with opposition from many people.
The reason is that adventurers are mostly human and should fight with a sense of community, rather than being completely crushed and excessively ravaged.
This proposal to view adventurers as noble human beings was accepted by the majority.
Interestingly, Hera, who has always adhered to her own fighting style, broke through her limitations two years later in the game's story.
He instantly became the only fifth-tier adventurer in the southern adventurer's capital.
Correspondingly, with the successive deaths of the two princes and the lack of a leader in the south, the [Beast] guild became the dominant force.
However, the reason she advocated that adventurers should be as ferocious as wild beasts was...
That's because Hera herself wasn't human.
The wooden sword in Victor's hand shimmered with a green glow and gradually transformed into a wooden mallet.
On his arm, several red and yellow arrays were constantly being constructed.
A faint power flowed through his veins and gathered in Victor's large, rough palm.
[Power Enhancement - Large]
The next second, the mallet seemed to shatter the air and rushed straight toward the sharp bone spear that was thrusting at it.
Bang!
A huge wave surged up in the corridor, its powerful aura swirling in the small space.
After the intense collision, the bone spear actually developed several cracks and began to slowly disintegrate.
Countless iron plates spun rapidly, their red and green colors transforming into shooting stars as they cut through the air at high speed.
Hera had no time to dodge, and her fair arm was slashed open.
Red blood slowly flowed from his arm.
Hera froze, staring blankly at the injury on her arm.
The adventurers were equally shocked to see Hera bleeding.
"It was the boss... who got injured first!?"
"This...this is impossible!?"
They stared wide-eyed at the man before them in disbelief.
Hera took a few steps back, staring at the flowing blood.
Those eyes, so strangely beautiful like a kaleidoscope, gradually began to change into different patterns.
Like a true wild beast, it had almost completely abandoned reason.
But at that very moment...
The wooden mallet in Victor's hand gradually turned into green magic and dissipated.
The iron plates beside him also stopped flying, their light dimmed, and they merged into two iron plates, which were then returned to his waist.
This caused Hera, who had just gotten into the zone, to pause, and her rationality gradually returned.
Even the group of adventurers seemed somewhat puzzled.
What's going on? Are they not playing anymore?
Hera slowly straightened up and put the remaining bone spears back into her body.
The black buds at the corners of the eyes gradually closed, and the vines unfurled.
Sometime during the day, perhaps due to his extreme madness, those thin, black stripes had unknowingly climbed up to the back of his head.
Her eyes revealed a hint of doubt.
"You're very strong, but why don't you continue?"
Hera did not consider Victor an enemy.
As adventurers, it's perfectly normal to spar with each other.
But since Victor stopped early, she wouldn't continue her attack without any regard for martial ethics.
A cold voice rang out, and Victor looked at Hera, raising a finger.
"First, you are the one who attacked without distinguishing right from wrong."
Upon hearing this, Hera felt somewhat embarrassed, and her gaze shifted slightly.
Although she didn't want to act impulsively, the wildness within her was hard to suppress.
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