Chapter 81: Tyrant

Chapter 81: Tyrant

Against an extraordinary creature like a six-winged gargoyle—one whose body was solid and which did not fear lightning much—Alger, aside from the Sailor pathway’s “Wrathful Strike,” honestly did not think he had many good methods.

Of course, the singing that directly resonated with the enemy’s auditory organs and mind body would certainly be the most effective. If he had encountered it somewhere else, Alger would have targeted the six-winged gargoyle’s traits—its towering, heavy body and lack of agility—circling around it while using song to influence it, and attacking the same position again and again with sharp Wind Blades. By relying on accumulated damage and the passage of time, he could slowly wear the enemy to death.

But right now he was inside a burial hall, and the environment imposed limits. Once he dodged away from the front, the six-winged gargoyle would certainly turn toward Gehrman Sparrow, attacking him with its seven- or eight-meter stone halberd. That would prevent the mad adventurer from seizing the chance to deal with the three dead. And most importantly, Alger suspected that the effect his singing would have on Gehrman Sparrow might surpass what it would do to the six-winged gargoyle.

Bang!

The stone halberd smashed heavily into the ground, creating an exaggerated crater and making the entire burial hall sway as if an earthquake had suddenly erupted. Alger did not forcibly block it. Wrapped in the gale, he veered right and rose with the momentum, nimbly dodging the six-winged gargoyle’s attack and rushing straight toward the monster’s head.

Just then, he saw those gray-white eyes burning with fire.

Alger’s thoughts instantly turned sluggish, and his body stiffened in a flash. He felt as if he had once again been miserably petrified, though no gray-white color appeared or spread across the surface of his skin.

Under inertia, he continued rising, but he had no time to swing his short blade. He crashed straight into the six-winged gargoyle’s head with a splat-like sound and was sent flying backward, his entire body aching.

His eyes once more reflected the heavy gray-white halberd. Yet his mind was sluggish, unable to form any effective response.

Suddenly, a hand seized his shoulder and dragged him sharply to the side.

Bang!

Stone fragments flew and sparks scattered as the six-winged gargoyle’s heavy halberd smashed another enormous crater into the ground.

Alger’s body shook with it. His vision cleared again, and his thoughts swiftly returned to normal.

It was as if he had finally woken from a nightmare he could only watch with open eyes but could not resist, regaining control over his body.

Only then did he discover that Gehrman Sparrow had appeared beside him at some unknown point. In the corner where the three dead were, lingering lightning still flickered and sizzled.

“Do not meet its eyes. Attack its chest,” Klein said concisely while pulling Alger into rapid movement and dodging the stone halberd.

Alger had personally experienced and witnessed many battles. There was no need for Gehrman Sparrow to explain further. He immediately understood what the other man intended and broke away from his aid, moving agilely to the six-winged gargoyle’s side.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

He strode toward the six-winged gargoyle, waiting until the stone halberd swept sideways before leaping high into the air with the gale’s throw, avoiding the attack.

Whoosh!

Another hurricane rose, pushing Alger toward the six-winged gargoyle’s chest.

During that process, he closed his eyes, drew back his right arm, and let the corresponding muscles swell one after another.

Then, relying on a Navigator’s judgment of distance, he swung his right fist, which gripped the short blade.

Howling Wind Blades and sizzling electric light appeared at the same time, erupting forward with his fist.

Bang!

Alger’s right fist struck the six-winged gargoyle’s chest heavily, producing an explosive effect. The gray-white…