Chapter 346: A Hopeless Battle For… (1)
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It happened when Neji was enjoying a happy time with Ozymandias in the hot spring.
Three anomalies were seen on the edge of Uruk, who led an army capable of erasing a country.
Although that particular Omni-Neji preferred to continue fucking Ozymandias’ brains out, the one in Uruk was worried about the incoming threats.
Mordred, Sir Lancelot, and Sir Tristan were three of the stronger knights in the Round table. Coupled with the 500 armored soldiers following them, they could annihilate a country with ease. Even modern weaponries would lose against this force that can erase a mountain in seconds.
A few hours ago, this same army was seen on the edge of Uruk. It was only Neji who had seen them, as they were taking an empty route where no people were around.
“They are making their way to the capital city. Almost here.”
Neji spoke to the people gathered beneath his throne. He wore a serious face while looking at his three Generals, and other fighters. Ereshkigal, Jaguarman, Vinci, Mash, and Fujimaru were all present there too. A worried Siduri was also present.
Neji wasn’t as worried as them, though he was enough to maintain a serious expression. Mordred was Tier 14, Sir Lancelot 13, while Sir Tristian was Tier 12. Fighting them 1v3 would be a pain, but Neji didn’t plan to fight like that.
“Ushiwakamaru. Musashibou Benkei. Leonidas I. You three will lead our army to take care of the enemy hollow armor soldiers. Those are ghost armors; there aren’t people inside, so don’t hold back. A lethal enough attack would make them turn into particles of light.”
“The main oddities are the three who would be leading the attack. This is gonna be a little problematic for me alone since two of them are hand-to-hand combatants, and they’re very proficient in it. At the very least, I think Fujimaru and Mash can take care of Sir Tristan.”
With a snap of Neji’s fingers, a hologram formed in the air. It was a projection of what he was seeing right now with Jogan. He could share it using a Genjutsu that fooled the mind of the victim to imagine it as a hologram.
The group gasped a little seeing the size of the army; Neji pointed at Sir Tristan.
“That redhead with closed eyes is Sir Tristan. The bow-like weapon he is wielding which possesses multiple bowstrings, is in fact, a string instrument. This bow does not launch regular arrows, but invisible sonic vacuum arrows to cut off foes. Due to the nature of this weapon, he can attack with a slight motion of a finger.”
“I want Fujimaru and Mash to fight him. Mash can block his attacks, while Fujimaru will attacks. That’s it on Sir Tristan.”
Neji moved on to Sir Lancelot.
“That middle-aged man is Sir Lancelot. That’s technically Mash’s spiritual father, and therefore it’d have been more effective to use Mash against him. But… Actually, no buts. Change of plans. Mash, you work with Vinci to take down Lancelot. Fujimaru, you work with Jaguarman to take down Sir Tristan.”
Neji revised the plan a little, and everyone nodded after absorbing the information. Then, he looked at Mordred who was covered from head to toe with menacing armor.
“That girl is… special. It seems she is stronger than what she should originally have been. I’ll take her on, and Ereshkigal will back me up if any emergencies occur.”
Neji concluded the plans, leaving everyone satisfied by understanding the plan. Certainly, it’d be hard, but not impossible.
….
Neji told everyone to be careful and dismissed the group. They quickly left and made their way to the side of the city where the enemy was approaching. Only Neji and Sisty waited in the palace, standing beside the large window and looking out.
Sisty walked behind him as she started watching the night stars with him. It was nighttime, most were sleeping, and the enemy just had to attack now.
“Why do you think Ryuko is prioritizing attacking Uruk?”
“No idea.”
Sisty asked and Neji sighed. He made a guess.
“If I had to guess; I would say she noticed Gorgon’s attempt to summon Tiamat. Actually, that may not be the case, otherwise, she would have attacked Gorgon rather than us. I think she saw the emergence of Tiamat in Uruk, and believes that destroying Uruk will stop the emergence of Tiamat. A noble goal, and she is right, but I can’t let her succeed in that.”
Neji needed the Exp and other bonuses he might get from killing Tiamat. If not killing her, then befriending her would do the trick too. A Creator Goddess of her level would be helpful in any scenario. Though befriending her would be harder than killing her thanks to her corrupted mind when she appears.
“Mhm… That makes sense. Do you need my help, master?”
“I can just bring out a clone or Omni-Copy if I need help from myself. Don’t get involved. I think it’s about time you disperse and go back into my head.”
“Ah?”
“You can come out after this is done.”
Neji pinched her nose as she struggled to breathe before grunting and pouting dryly. Then her body dispersed into a puff of smoke, and her voice became vivid in his head.
“All right,”
Neji turned back to the outer wall and jumped through the window.
“It’s about time.”
* * *
Tier-14 was no joke. Certainly not for Neji who was so weak right now. He won against Ereshkigal and was confident in overpowering Ozymandias because both were physically very weak despite being Tier 15.
Mordred, however, was a different case.
Though she was just Peak Tier 14, she wasn’t as clumsy in physical fights as Ereshkigal and Ozymandias. Heck, she was fiercer since she had the ability to momentarily buff her own strength, and therefore potentially surpass Tier 14 for a moment.
Slowly, the ominous army came into the group’s view. Neji heard multiple gulps from his side, as the menacing enemies came riding armored horses. Their numbers slowly became visible to Neji’s eyes, as they did with the soldiers behind him.
Neji and company were standing outside the wall, waiting for the enemies as they approached grimly.
“HUH?”
…One thing was undeniable, though. Mordred was a brat.
Why else would she yell and then rush forward the moment she saw Neji floating a few inches above the ground, standing in the middle of the others?
Her armored horse clicked its toes against the ground, and she approached his form in no time.
“Hahaha-! Here I was thinking I would only get to meet you around the end of the fight! To think you’d come out to fight from the start. A great King shouldn’t act that way!”
A few dozen meters away from Neji, the horse came to a forceful spot when he gave it a glare. It was bound to get scared thanks to his dragon lineage.
The sudden stop caused Mordred to crash forward, but she didn’t fall to her face. She kicked the air and moved towards Neji in a faster motion. The sound barrier broke as she wielded her sword Clarent and swung it at Neji.
Neji noted he couldn’t dodge it with Kamui, since the ones behind him would be caught in the attack if he did so.
Then it meant one thing.
Saber Class, Mordred. Another of his pseudo-daughter. Since he never met her before, she was being disrespectful. So she needed a beating.
A purple aura flared up around Neji, thanks to activating Tenseigan Mana Mode and Eighth Gate of Death at once. Blue lighting also fell from the sky, initiating the Lightning Armor, but Neji was already on the move. The falling lightning trailed behind him to connect to him, flaring up the purple light, and giving him the looks of a mini Susanoo.
– Chiichung!
The legendary sword Clarent clashed with Neji’s [Thunder Palms]. The sound of glass breaking resounded as if reality itself was struggling to keep up.
Neji could see Mordred’s huge grin widening under her helmet, as suddenly her mana burst around her like a cloak, and her strength increased.
Neji was pushed back, the sword nearing his throat, but he brought up the real Susanoo around him to block the blade.
Since Neji had both Obito and Kakashi’s part of Sharingan, along with Sasuke’s and Naruto’s, he could do this. Now that he was above Level 2200, he could easily do this.
Due to the three mixes, the Susanoo was quite strong, and so it managed to withstand the attack even with only a little part materialized.
Mordred was surprised, and that surprise only grew when the mana armor that was Susanoo enlarged into a titan. It was a special existence indeed, and that was proven by the bow, sword, and shurikens it was equipped with.
[The Susanoo Chimera] was its official name, given by the System.
Everyone in the battlefield paused in shock as the stunningly intimidating, sinister, and brooding Susanoo rose up to great heights in the air. It was bright blue in color, thanks to the original blue, green, and purple mixing together.
Mordred failed to dodge its incoming hand, as Neji grabbed her. He tightened the grip around her, but there was no use—her own armor was quite durable, a legendary artifact in its own right.
So Neji took advantage of the huge gap in size and clapped his hands thrice with her in the middle. Right afterward, he threw her body up in the sky, away at the stars.
“Proceed as planned!”
Neji yelled to his soldiers, his voice deep and loud like a mic. His people who were awed by his display of power flinched back to senses.
Neji kicked off the ground and leaped after Mordred, his gigantic susanoo wings flapping behind him. Mordred wasn’t defeated yet, and with her speed, she can return here in seconds. It was better to take care of her away from Uruk, anyway.
All was going well; the start was in his favor, and he could see the win just in the corner of his eyes.
Yet… for some reason, he couldn’t shake off this bad feeling he had.
Something wasn’t right.
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Chapter 346: A Hopeless Battle For… (1)
—
It happened when Neji was enjoying a happy time with Ozymandias in the hot spring.
Three anomalies were seen on the edge of Uruk, who led an army capable of erasing a country.
Although that particular Omni-Neji preferred to continue fucking Ozymandias’ brains out, the one in Uruk was worried about the incoming threats.
Mordred, Sir Lancelot, and Sir Tristan were three of the stronger knights in the Round table. Coupled with the 500 armored soldiers following them, they could annihilate a country with ease. Even modern weaponries would lose against this force that can erase a mountain in seconds.
A few hours ago, this same army was seen on the edge of Uruk. It was only Neji who had seen them, as they were taking an empty route where no people were around.
“They are making their way to the capital city. Almost here.”
Neji spoke to the people gathered beneath his throne. He wore a serious face while looking at his three Generals, and other fighters. Ereshkigal, Jaguarman, Vinci, Mash, and Fujimaru were all present there too. A worried Siduri was also present.
Neji wasn’t as worried as them, though he was enough to maintain a serious expression. Mordred was Tier 14, Sir Lancelot 13, while Sir Tristian was Tier 12. Fighting them 1v3 would be a pain, but Neji didn’t plan to fight like that.
“Ushiwakamaru. Musashibou Benkei. Leonidas I. You three will lead our army to take care of the enemy hollow armor soldiers. Those are ghost armors; there aren’t people inside, so don’t hold back. A lethal enough attack would make them turn into particles of light.”
“The main oddities are the three who would be leading the attack. This is gonna be a little problematic for me alone since two of them are hand-to-hand combatants, and they’re very proficient in it. At the very least, I think Fujimaru and Mash can take care of Sir Tristan.”
With a snap of Neji’s fingers, a hologram formed in the air. It was a projection of what he was seeing right now with Jogan. He could share it using a Genjutsu that fooled the mind of the victim to imagine it as a hologram.
The group gasped a little seeing the size of the army; Neji pointed at Sir Tristan.
“That redhead with closed eyes is Sir Tristan. The bow-like weapon he is wielding which possesses multiple bowstrings, is in fact, a string instrument. This bow does not launch regular arrows, but invisible sonic vacuum arrows to cut off foes. Due to the nature of this weapon, he can attack with a slight motion of a finger.”
“I want Fujimaru and Mash to fight him. Mash can block his attacks, while Fujimaru will attacks. That’s it on Sir Tristan.”
Neji moved on to Sir Lancelot.
“That middle-aged man is Sir Lancelot. That’s technically Mash’s spiritual father, and therefore it’d have been more effective to use Mash against him. But… Actually, no buts. Change of plans. Mash, you work with Vinci to take down Lancelot. Fujimaru, you work with Jaguarman to take down Sir Tristan.”
Neji revised the plan a little, and everyone nodded after absorbing the information. Then, he looked at Mordred who was covered from head to toe with menacing armor.
“That girl is… special. It seems she is stronger than what she should originally have been. I’ll take her on, and Ereshkigal will back me up if any emergencies occur.”
Neji concluded the plans, leaving everyone satisfied by understanding the plan. Certainly, it’d be hard, but not impossible.
….
Neji told everyone to be careful and dismissed the group. They quickly left and made their way to the side of the city where the enemy was approaching. Only Neji and Sisty waited in the palace, standing beside the large window and looking out.
Sisty walked behind him as she started watching the night stars with him. It was nighttime, most were sleeping, and the enemy just had to attack now.
“Why do you think Ryuko is prioritizing attacking Uruk?”
“No idea.”
Sisty asked and Neji sighed. He made a guess.
“If I had to guess; I would say she noticed Gorgon’s attempt to summon Tiamat. Actually, that may not be the case, otherwise, she would have attacked Gorgon rather than us. I think she saw the emergence of Tiamat in Uruk, and believes that destroying Uruk will stop the emergence of Tiamat. A noble goal, and she is right, but I can’t let her succeed in that.”
Neji needed the Exp and other bonuses he might get from killing Tiamat. If not killing her, then befriending her would do the trick too. A Creator Goddess of her level would be helpful in any scenario. Though befriending her would be harder than killing her thanks to her corrupted mind when she appears.
“Mhm… That makes sense. Do you need my help, master?”
“I can just bring out a clone or Omni-Copy if I need help from myself. Don’t get involved. I think it’s about time you disperse and go back into my head.”
“Ah?”
“You can come out after this is done.”
Neji pinched her nose as she struggled to breathe before grunting and pouting dryly. Then her body dispersed into a puff of smoke, and her voice became vivid in his head.
“All right,”
Neji turned back to the outer wall and jumped through the window.
“It’s about time.”
* * *
Tier-14 was no joke. Certainly not for Neji who was so weak right now. He won against Ereshkigal and was confident in overpowering Ozymandias because both were physically very weak despite being Tier 15.
Mordred, however, was a different case.
Though she was just Peak Tier 14, she wasn’t as clumsy in physical fights as Ereshkigal and Ozymandias. Heck, she was fiercer since she had the ability to momentarily buff her own strength, and therefore potentially surpass Tier 14 for a moment.
Slowly, the ominous army came into the group’s view. Neji heard multiple gulps from his side, as the menacing enemies came riding armored horses. Their numbers slowly became visible to Neji’s eyes, as they did with the soldiers behind him.
Neji and company were standing outside the wall, waiting for the enemies as they approached grimly.
“HUH?”
…One thing was undeniable, though. Mordred was a brat.
Why else would she yell and then rush forward the moment she saw Neji floating a few inches above the ground, standing in the middle of the others?
Her armored horse clicked its toes against the ground, and she approached his form in no time.
“Hahaha-! Here I was thinking I would only get to meet you around the end of the fight! To think you’d come out to fight from the start. A great King shouldn’t act that way!”
A few dozen meters away from Neji, the horse came to a forceful spot when he gave it a glare. It was bound to get scared thanks to his dragon lineage.
The sudden stop caused Mordred to crash forward, but she didn’t fall to her face. She kicked the air and moved towards Neji in a faster motion. The sound barrier broke as she wielded her sword Clarent and swung it at Neji.
Neji noted he couldn’t dodge it with Kamui, since the ones behind him would be caught in the attack if he did so.
Then it meant one thing.
Saber Class, Mordred. Another of his pseudo-daughter. Since he never met her before, she was being disrespectful. So she needed a beating.
A purple aura flared up around Neji, thanks to activating Tenseigan Mana Mode and Eighth Gate of Death at once. Blue lighting also fell from the sky, initiating the Lightning Armor, but Neji was already on the move. The falling lightning trailed behind him to connect to him, flaring up the purple light, and giving him the looks of a mini Susanoo.
– Chiichung!
The legendary sword Clarent clashed with Neji’s [Thunder Palms]. The sound of glass breaking resounded as if reality itself was struggling to keep up.
Neji could see Mordred’s huge grin widening under her helmet, as suddenly her mana burst around her like a cloak, and her strength increased.
Neji was pushed back, the sword nearing his throat, but he brought up the real Susanoo around him to block the blade.
Since Neji had both Obito and Kakashi’s part of Sharingan, along with Sasuke’s and Naruto’s, he could do this. Now that he was above Level 2200, he could easily do this.
Due to the three mixes, the Susanoo was quite strong, and so it managed to withstand the attack even with only a little part materialized.
Mordred was surprised, and that surprise only grew when the mana armor that was Susanoo enlarged into a titan. It was a special existence indeed, and that was proven by the bow, sword, and shurikens it was equipped with.
[The Susanoo Chimera] was its official name, given by the System.
Everyone in the battlefield paused in shock as the stunningly intimidating, sinister, and brooding Susanoo rose up to great heights in the air. It was bright blue in color, thanks to the original blue, green, and purple mixing together.
Mordred failed to dodge its incoming hand, as Neji grabbed her. He tightened the grip around her, but there was no use—her own armor was quite durable, a legendary artifact in its own right.
So Neji took advantage of the huge gap in size and clapped his hands thrice with her in the middle. Right afterward, he threw her body up in the sky, away at the stars.
“Proceed as planned!”
Neji yelled to his soldiers, his voice deep and loud like a mic. His people who were awed by his display of power flinched back to senses.
Neji kicked off the ground and leaped after Mordred, his gigantic susanoo wings flapping behind him. Mordred wasn’t defeated yet, and with her speed, she can return here in seconds. It was better to take care of her away from Uruk, anyway.
All was going well; the start was in his favor, and he could see the win just in the corner of his eyes.
Yet… for some reason, he couldn’t shake off this bad feeling he had.
Something wasn’t right.
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