Pick Me Up!

Chapter 154: Past Present and Future (6) (2)

Chapter 154: Past Present and Future (6) (2)

Master, Ive brought warm tea and cookies. Coffee? Tea?

Coffee.

As you wish.

A small table and chairs appeared.

I sat down and drank the coffee Yurnet had poured for me.

Look! I grew even stronger. Eventually, I will make all the worlds kneel before me!

[Nord Lv.164]

I savored the coffee while observing him.

His level rose each time his body recovered.

A fascinating trait indeed.

Its not just that. Hes gaining resistance to being cut.

Augh.

This swill is terrible.

Thats not swill; its coffee, a delicacy from Earth.

Ptui, its so bitter. I dont see the appeal.

I watched, nibbling on a cookie.

The level and resistance increase with each regeneration.

Indeed, he seemed capable of annihilating a guild on his own.

How does it taste? I baked them myself.

Too sweet.

Is that so. In the future, I will

Argh! You bastards! What kind of party are you throwing in front of others!

Nord charged at us with his eyes flashing red.

With a flash of Ridgions sword, his limbs were sliced apart. Nord, regenerating in less than a second, extended a demonic arm.

Ill you kill all!

Dont interfere.

Suddenly, Nords body was flung tens of meters away, rolling on the ground.

Yurnet smiled gently.

Continue, Ridgion. Until the Master is satisfied.

Thats the plan.

Ridgion laughed heartily, his sword hanging down.

These bastards, I will definitely kill them.

A deep murderous intent flashed in Nords eyes.

As he reached out his hand, the pool of blood gathered into his shadow.

[Nord Lv.176]

His level rose again.

It seemed he had absorbed the essence of the corpses.

Hmm. An interesting ability. Intern!!

[Y-yes?]

What are you doing? Record this. Its valuable data.

[Oh, right!]

Iselle hurriedly opened her notebook and started writing.

Nord roared.

Not only his right arm but every part of his body from his limbs to his chest started to transform into a demon.

Transformation is possible too.

[Ah, transformation is possible. Note that!]

You jerks!

The young man, now fully transformed into a monster except for his face, roared.

He was about 3 meters tall. His skin, covering his muscles, rippled, exerting an immense pressure, it felt as if a lion was facing a mouse.

How ugly.

Ridgion adjusted his sword expressionlessly.

As Nord moved, shockwaves erupted, crushing and destroying the surrounding objects. Ridgion, moving as light as a feather, inscribed slashes on the demons steel-like skin.

It seems the test subjects resistance to slashing has reached its limit. About 90% resistance.

[90% resistance? But hes cutting through it like butter?]

I typed on the virtual keyboard.

Loki> Where did this guy come from?

Kaiser did not respond.

Doesnt want to talk, huh? Or

Is he unable to respond?

I watched Nord.

Despite appearing to press Ridgion hard, the reality was quite the opposite.

From the beginning, it was like that.

Nords attacks couldnt even graze Ridgions clothing, let alone damage him. Despite his level and resistance rising with each regeneration, the situation did not improve after dozens of recoveries.

Even though hes being given a lot of leeway.

I sighed.

This was one of the reasons I decided to leave Niflheimr.

Being with these guys skews your sense of power.

[Nord Lv.185]

It seems this is the limit.

Yurnet spoke up.

True to her words, his level wasnt increasing anymore.

Master, weve collected enough data. If we analyze it back home, I believe well find meaningful results.

Let him go. Its pitiful.

As you command. Ridgion!

I heard you.

Ridgion, who had been engaging Nord, stepped back.

Nord, with a wild roar, charged in. His steel-like claws, nearly 1 meter long, gleamed threateningly.

And then.

With a single strike, Nords entire body was sliced into dozens of pieces.

I was getting tired of playing.

Ridgion spoke in an unimpressed tone.

Like being put through a blender, the sliced pieces of meat didnt move an inch.

It was over in one blow.

Its done, Master.

The victorious Ridgion bowed to me.

You did well.

A sword is meant to look good in front of the Master.

It wasnt that great.

Ridgion then stood behind me.

I finished the rest of my coffee.

Hows the situation elsewhere?

Currently, the 1st, 3rd, and 7th fleets are infiltrating the Union Guilds base. The situation is smooth. There are resisting groups, but no casualties on our side.

On the operation screen to my right.

Blue dots were attacking the red dots, encircling them.

I touched the tactical tool and rearranged the fleet. Then, I slightly adjusted the attack formation, and that was it.

Theres not much strategy needed.

After all, we could just crush them without any special tactics.

Unique tactics that others dont usually use require a certain level of risk. Theres a reason these tactics arent standard.

As Sun Tzu said.

Win first, then fight.

Keep the distance and suppress with superior range.

The technological gap.

The range of our firepower is almost twice that of the enemys.

If the enemies approach, order a retreat; if they flee, advance.

Its a very basic tactic, but its effective for that reason.

In asymmetric warfare, victory is a must.

The quality of our heroes is overwhelming.

On the Masters screen, Myuden, flying on a spear, was successively destroying the enemys key airships. Next to him was

A familiar figure was swinging his spear alongside Myuden.

I couldnt help but laugh.

He was alive after all.

Anyway, the battle on the other side was also a sweeping victory.

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