Max Level Miscellaneous Character

When the tree spirits hit the floor, the ground shakes. All the large trees holding the ground turned into tree spirits and lifted their roots, making the ground unstable.

A large rock protrudes from somewhere, and a hole suddenly drilled down. There were places where water poured out, perhaps because it touched the water vein.

In the midst of such confusion, Ivan flew up.

Whoosh!

bang!

[Thunder step!]

Blue lightning flashes and Ivan’s body shoots out.

The sound of thunder bursting with every step, and the strong wind circling around his body. When all of these things were put together, the current Ivan really resembled a storm.

bang!

When Ivan threw out the spear, the tree spirit’s body exploded. Like a strong wind cuts an old tree, the tree spirit was cut and turned into a mere pile of firewood.

Shh!

Ivan’s mere movement cuts through the ground and breaks the root. The wind as sharp as a blade cut through the tree spirits little by little.

Tick, Tack!

The thick and hard tree spirits’ skin and bark are peeled off. He dug into its flesh and sap like blood flowed out.

Dozens of tree spirits but only one man was dealing with them.

Watching the tree spirits attacking around, it was as if the entire forest was attacking, but Ivan did not back down even for a single step. Each time he swung his spear, an enemy was always wounded.

The greatness of dealing with nature alone.

Truly a heroic look.

The bad-tempered god of storm chuckled and gave his warrior a little more power. The wind circling around Ivan grew a little stronger.

Ivan did not take it as a mere favor, but he gladly shouted the name of the gods. Because I decided to dedicate this battle to him.

“Odiiiin!”

bang!

As Ivan shouted and threw his spear, the enemies in front exploded like balloons.

Even though it had pierced the three large tree spirits, the spear did not lose its power completely and shook violently stuck in the rock.

Shuuuk!

Taak!

When he reached out his hand, the trembling spear that had been embedded in the rock jumped over the space and returned to Ivan’s hand.

Now, Ivan is under Odin’s protection and is using his powers so this little trick is easy.

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“Hoho, is that so? But it’s difficult for me to learn another language.”

“That’s because you’re head is bad.”

At this, even the orc shaman was momentarily perplexed.

“Wha, what?”

He was pretending to be relaxed like that, but a cold sweat dripped down Ivan’s back. He could not let his guard down because he knew the enemy’s identity.

Seeker of Nature, Tezan.

A named shaman that the Greenskin is proud of, and one of the twelve arc shamans later.

‘Named, he is named too.’

Of course, right now, he was probably not an arc shaman yet. But that made it even more surprising. He’s not even a great shaman, it’s not even his real body, only a clone of himself, yet Ivan feels this much pressure.

“I’ve known for a while now that humans have been destroying the totems I’ve laid out. So I brought out the numbers I had hidden, but it’s unexpected that they can’t even deal with a single warrior.”

Tezan just stared at him, but Ivan felt very uncomfortable.

‘What’s your plan?’

He grabbed the spear that was about to pop out at any moment. Unlike the first time, when he finds out his identity, he can’t attack easily. He felt like he was missing something.

Reluctantly, Ivan accepted his words.

“It is not easy to change old trees into tree spirits at once. You must be feeling heartburned.”

“Wow, are you worried about me? You’re a pretty warm-hearted warrior.”

“I can make you warm too. If you stick a knife in your stomach, it usually feels hot.”

At that, Tezan spit out swear words in Orc.

“Damn you. Do humans have no manners? If it’s going to get that warm, then stab yourself in the stomach.”

“…I understands all Orc languages.”

“I know. I’m saying because I want you to listen.”

Tejinzan, who had been making fun of Ivan with a smirk, hardened his expression and said seriously.