Ottar pursued strength that could respond to the goddess's favor, so he had walked all the way from hellish battles.
Constantly challenging opponents whose strength far surpassed his own, this was the reason why Ottar was so strong.
But after the battle to subjugate the Black Dragon, the Zeus Familia and the Hera Familia were wiped out, and the and the never returned.
Until the time of the Great Conflict, after his battle with and his rise to LV7, there were no more decent opponents.
Ottar craved battles that were so dangerous that every nerve was strained, craved the pain that made his soul tremble.
Because only by surpassing those strong enemies could he become even stronger.
But he was already the strongest adventurer in Orario, so who could give him this kind of pressure! So he was troubled, troubled by always being stuck in place.
Until Drake's appearance. That day, he had only been testing this adventurer who had just become somewhat famous according to the goddess's instructions, but he hadn't expected that Drake would display strength comparable to his own.
What made him even more pleasantly surprised was that he could feel that the other party was still holding back.
He might be even stronger than him! After coming to this conclusion, Ottar felt happy from the bottom of his heart.
But without the goddess's orders, he couldn't put everything aside and fight the other party with all his strength.
Until today, he had finally waited for Freya's order.
Hedin said, "Ottar, you've arrived!"
Ottar only nodded, but his gaze didn't leave Drake.
Hedin frowned, saying, "Then you'll be the vanguard. We'll support you!"
Ottar took the jet-black sword from his back, saying in a cold voice, "There's no need."
Hedin said in a cold voice, "This isn't the time for you to be stubborn. Do you want to disappoint Lady Freya?"
Ottar didn't bother to pay attention to him, and Drake also seemed to not care about being surrounded at all. The two only had each other in their eyes now.
Drake said, "We don't need to say any more nonsense, right!"
"Ah!" Ottar responded in this way.
In the next instant, the two disappeared from where they were, reappearing when they had already collided.
Hedin also understood why Ottar didn't care about his support. In this kind of battle, their intervention would only cause chaos. So-called support simply wouldn't work.
With just one collision, the shockwave that was kicked up made them feel suffocated.
Drake's palm was pressing against the blade of the jet-black sword. This greatsword, whose quality surpassed that of first-class equipment, was creating a large number of sparks on Dragon Slayer.
The muscles on Ottar's arm bulged high, the jet-black sword pressing Drake's arm down, bending it.
Drake spread his arm, guiding the greatsword to slash on the ground, then launching a kick, sending a fire dragon's hook claw.
After being kicked in the side of the face, Ottar couldn't help but take two steps back, but still waved the greatsword, forcing Drake back.
Ottar stretched out his finger, wiping away the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, a trace of fanaticism appearing on his cold face.
The two were very tacit, simultaneously using burst skills.
"War Boar Summons!"
"Dragon King War Body!"
Beastification characteristics and scorching flames emerged from the two's bodies, then the two charged towards each other again.
Drake sidestepped, dodging Ottar's slash, but a piece of his clothes was still cut off by the force of the sword.
And Drake's hand armor Evil Dragon had now transformed into a dragon's claw, grabbing straight at Ottar. Ottar turned his hand back, raising the greatsword, using the blade to block Drake's black tiger digs out heart.
The greatsword and the hand armor touched and separated, then collided madly at an indistinguishable speed.
If the force of the recoil from each collision landed on other adventurers, the lightest result would be spitting blood and having their tendons broken and bones fractured. But the two were bearing it as if nothing had happened, and the collision became more and more frantic.
Struggling to get up, Allen leaned on his spear, walking next to Hedin, saying with dissatisfaction, "Are we just going to watch from the side like this?"
Hedin shook his head, saying, "This isn't a battle that we can interfere in. Damn, is the difference really that big?"
Hegni, carrying his broken sword, said from the side, "I think... shouldn't we move a bit further away first!"
Hegni's worries were very reasonable, because in the next second, the impact force of the two's attacks completely erupted.
The ground first shattered, then all the fragments were kicked up. Even the surrounding trees were crushed to pieces.
Just the aftermath of the battle was comparable to the magic of a top-level adventurer. Were these two really still human? The group that had been forced back clicked their tongues, secretly thinking this in their hearts.
Drake and Ottar didn't have the mind to pay attention to the thoughts of others. The two had wholeheartedly immersed themselves in the battle.
The huge impact also slightly separated the two. Ottar let out a roar, the eyes of the beastified Ottar emitting a blood-red light.
"Fire Dragon King's Crushing Fist!"
Drake punched towards the jet-black greatsword that Ottar had slashed over with all his strength. This time, the two were all sent flying out.
Drake stabilized his body, raising his head, blasting a towards him.
Stopping his charge, Ottar directly stabbed the jet-black sword in front of him, blocking Drake's roar.
Being pushed by the flames, the jet-black sword drew a distance on the ground. Ottar roared, raising his sword, slashing open the pillar of fire.
In the next moment, the two simultaneously passed through the sea of fire, colliding together. The impact of the fist and sword colliding created a vacuum, extinguishing a large area of flames in an instant.
The battle became more and more intense, the fighting mixed with movement and skirmishing, the two ravaging this forest, which was rare in the labyrinth.
No one would have thought that the Dungeon's Great Tree Labyrinth would be destroyed by the battle of two adventurers.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Having exchanged blows who knew how many times, white steam was emitting from Drake's body. That was the Dragon King War Body healing the wounds that had been slashed out by Ottar.
The burns and fist marks on Ottar's body were also beginning to recover under the effects of and .
Ottar was panting roughly, but a smile appeared on his face. Because he had sensed it correctly, Drake was indeed suppressing him in the battle, and it seemed that he still had some strength left over.
This made Ottar even more excited. The meaningless roar stopped, then he began to chant.
"Mercy of the Silver Moon, Golden Wilderness, please bestow upon my body the form of a fighting boar, carrying the goddess's divine will, charge forward!"
Ottar began to use his magic , golden magic light blooming on his body.
Drake didn't know much about this magic. But it seemed to be a type of enhancement magic.
No wonder Ottar had been able to beat Chaldio during the Great Conflict. With the blessing of this magic, he had even surpassed the boundaries of levels.
Drake revealed a wild smile, saying, "This is more like it!"
So Drake released his suppression of the Dragon King War Body, unleashing his power at full power.
Golden light and flames intertwined together, then the two collided again.
The commotion this time was especially large, the 21st floor's ground shattering in an instant, the two directly falling down. The two exchanged blows again in mid-air, then flew in two directions under the reaction force.
The two landed at the same time, tacitly launching their strongest attacks at each other.
What Drake released was naturally the Dragon Slaying Secret Art, the crimson exploding flame blade's flames already gathering on his hands, then sweeping towards Ottar as Drake waved his hand.
And Ottar held his jet-black sword horizontally, the magic light of on his body transferring to the sword, then he waved the greatsword.
What Drake hadn't expected was that Ottar had actually thrown out what should have been an enhancement magic, through the greatsword.
How did he train his martial arts and magic to be able to do something so ridiculous!
The golden slash directly met the crimson exploding flame blade, the two colliding with a bang.
Floors 19 to 24 were all the Great Tree Labyrinth, but the structure of each floor wasn't very similar. For example, the uppermost 19th floor of the Great Tree Labyrinth was all treetops and trunks. And the lowermost 24th floor was full of coiling roots.
And the 21st floor where the two were now was also fixed with a large number of tree roots that had metal components.
But even this solid ground hadn't been able to hold on under the two's secret arts. The two fell again from the shattered ground.
In the clash of secret arts, Drake's crimson exploding flame blade forcefully suppressed the golden slash. So all of the impact of the explosion was poured onto Ottar, he directly flying out while falling.
Drake bent his legs, landing steadily on the ground.
Looking in the direction where smoke and dust were rising, Drake remained vigilant. If he was beaten down so easily, then he wouldn't be that Ottar.
Just then, a wail suddenly sounded in Drake's ear.
Drake didn't think that there would be a monster in the middle levels that could let out such a huge wail. He was more inclined to believe that what had let out the wail was the Dungeon itself.
Looking up at the huge holes in the two floors above his head, Drake couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
Had he brought that thing out?
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