《The Tutorial Is Too Hard》The Tutorial Is Too Hard - Chapter 207.1
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Chapter 207.1
Translator: JiuJiuBa
Proofreader: GodlyCash
Pooha!
My accurate sword swing decapitated the enemy .
Blood gushed from the headless neck .
Instead of avoiding the fountain of blood, I charged forward .
I grasped the head flying in midair and threw it forward .
PA!
“Kkwek!”
The guy who was hit by the head fell backward with a ‘kkwek’ screech .
Their bodies were tougher than ordinary metal, so using the corpses as projectiles was quite effective .
I approached the fellow who had been hit by the skull and had not yet recovered .
As he struggled to recover his balance, I stabbed him in the heart with my sword .
Kuang!
The tip of the sword failed to pierce the enemy’s chest muscles .
It just bounced off with a sound similar to metals colliding .
There wasn’t even slight scratches on the chest, not to mention bleeding .
But the enemy still fell backward .
My aura could cut thick shields apart like turnips, but these enemies had such a solid body that scraps didn’t appear even after being attacked by my aura .
There were only two ways to do meaningful harm to them with a sword .
One way was to use techniques such as light sword to create overwhelming destructive forces .
Another was .
Split them apart .
From head to toe .
The descending sword split the enemy’s body into two clean halfs .
I doubtlessly knew it from my experience .
Aura could be influenced by the user’s will .
Although it’s still speculation, I thought aura and mana were both forces that could manifest themselves through visualization into the world using my strength .
That’s how magic was defined in the magic books .
Magic is a supernatural phenomenon that utilizes mana, techniques, and will .
But even without the required mana to process the technique, drawing mana arrays or reciting spells can produce a similar effect .
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As long as the release of mana is processed to manifest Aura, then attach my will to Aura, what can be called a miracle will be achieved .
Of course, because aura has been very powerful, there was no need to process mana .
From the split halves, I glanced at the fresh viscera flowing out of the body and sheathed my sword .
There were no enemies left .
This fellow was the 1,028th opponent .
I couldn’t help sighing .
This was my hardest strife yet .
It’s not about how dangerous it was, it’s about how difficult it was .
No matter how hard I concentrated on wielding my sword, I only succeeded once every three attacks .
All of this was because my concentration has improved in combat so the hit rate had also improved . During my training, I only succeeded one in ten attacks .
In order to be more proficient in using Aura, I need more training and practical experience .
Apart from these guys, I didn’t sense any other enemies approaching the village .
But the ominous air was still spreading .
It was near the lake, in the forest, inside and outside the village . I wondered where this ominous atmosphere would eventuality spread to .
I even wondered if it could cover the entire continent or even the whole world .
[Ahbooboo . ]
[Yes, Warrior . ]
[Is there something wrong there? ]
[Of course . ]
[The two?]
[They fainted . ]
That’s weird, what?
I asked Ahbooboo what had happened .
[Because after they tried to get in touch with the temple and told them the situation here, they wanted to confirm the situation outside and get more information, so I knocked them out when they tried to go outside . It was nothing . ]
After hearing Ahbooboo’s words, I really had to admit that his ‘nothing’ was effective .
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Defending against the first stage of the threat, all summoned contractors in need of protection were in the residence with the holy sword to guard them well .
What should I do next?
I’ve made too many mistakes in this stage, so I’m more cautious about making a judgment .
I confirmed the clear condition again .
[Clear Condition]
– Investigate the abnormalities in Irai Lake .
– Protect the summoned contractors in your team from injury or death . The summoned contractors you have to protect are (2/2)
– ?
– ?
– ?
Now that two summoned contractors’ safety had been secured, the next goal was naturally to investigate the cause .
But the investigation was ambiguous .
Whether it’s just to identify the cause, to confirm the others’ situation, or to gather information and convey it to the temple .
There are no clear guidelines .
First of all, I should clarify the reasons behind the abnormal phenomena of the lake .
There’s a clue .
The ominous atmosphere that enveloped the world .
Although I didn’t know how far it spreads, I was aware of its origin .
[Talaria’s Wings]
I spread my wings and flew up into the sky .
High in the skies, I found that the world was operating abnormally .
The three full moons still shone with a strange light, which was an incomprehensible phenomenon, but that’s not all .
Strange birds, the size of a house, flew around and attracted my attention .
They had red tails with black feathers .
That’s the bird I’ve seen countless times in my days camping by the lake .
It should be the most common bird in this area .
But its size was not normal .
There were also jagged teeth exposed in the beak and talons that seems to possess daggers .
I began to understand the sentence in the message that “bug-eating birds began to eat people” .
Looking at the bird as it was now, it can really catch people to eat .
In that case, with such a huge body, it would be a bit difficult to survive on insects and fruits . It would be necessary to hunt large animals and humans happen to be included in the prey .
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