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    The troll city in the snowy mountains that we arrived at after a long time was unchanged, and was preserved in the same state as when it was destroyed.

    “Awesome! Dae-ae-bak!”

    Like a little boy who had seen an amusement park, Allie squirmed with joy.

    “A building that is at least thousands of years old has been preserved like this!”

    “This is my first time seeing this type of architecture!”

    “Waaa …

    “Hey, you’re crazy.”

    I lost consciousness in the middle of the conversation and had a hard time calming myself down.

    “Why on earth didn’t you report something like this when you found it!”

    “Helen didn’t tell you?”

    “Yeah! The report only talked about you.”

    “Isn’t that because you’re out of your mind?”

    My existence as a titan.

    The legacy of ‘the one who walks at the very bottom’.

    The disposal of the Mask, one of the executives of the ‘Forgotten Ones’, etc.

    Even now, when I think about it, I feel very dizzy, but Helen must have been very confused at the time.

    “Surely, the existence of Cyan is shocking. I also couldn’t concentrate on other things for a while because of the Titan-related meeting.”

    “To that extent?”

    “This is a well-preserved ancient city, but Xi’an is practically a living dinosaur.”

    “You can use an analogy too… ”

    That was so true that I had nothing to say.

    Certainly, Titan is an out-of-the-box entity.

    “Cyan, look at this.”

    Allie, who was looking at the murals in the castle, grabbed my hand as if she had discovered something.

    “I think there’s something hidden in the basement.”

    “If there’s something like this, isn’t there usually a trap?”

    “That’s right. So, Si-an, go in first.”

    “Hey, I’m a living dinosaur?

    “It’s sturdy.”

    At Allie’s urging, I had no choice but to go into the basement first.

    “There don’t seem to be any traps?”

    “Really?”

    The dark basement was empty.

    “It’s just like an underground warehouse.”

    The moment you let your guard down.

    Shushu Suk!

    An arrow flew.

    “Classic trap… ”

    Phew!

    “Cyan!”

    Allie, who saw the arrow pierce through her arm, hurriedly created a barrier with her magic to protect me.

    “It’s okay. Don’t worry.”

    I swallowed inwardly as I pulled out the arrowhead embedded in my arm.

    Normal arrows couldn’t pierce my skin.

    But the arrow here was one I knew well.

    ‘It’s an arrow from the Godrum tribe.’

    A powerful arrow that Clara mainly used.

    This was also witchcraft.

    Shushu Suk!

    The arrow that flew again naturally passed through Ally’s barrier and flew straight towards Ally’s head.

    visor!

    “, thank you.”

    “Allie, this is debt.”

    Although they were barely able to protect Ally with Robera, their actions were limited by the narrow space of the basement.

    “Allie, this is witchcraft. You can’t stop it with normal magic.”

    “Then, let’s go back. Contact the Holy Kingdom and make all preparations… ”

    “I want to do that too, but the back is already blocked.”

    “Ahh… ”

    It was a classic trap to isolate an intruder.

    Of course, I could have broken it with force or used Allie’s magic to get out, but my intuition was ringing the alarm.

    “And if I go back like this, I feel like I’ll miss the stuff inside.”

    Usually in novels and movies, there is no second chance for those who run away.

    And running away wasn’t in my nature.

    “Ally, excuse me for a moment.”

    “? Okay, wait a minute—Gyaaah!”

    Allie hugged him and ran in the direction the arrows were coming from.

    Then, as expected from a place where sorcery was highly developed, the number of flying arrows also increased.

    ‘It’s not a must.’

    Unlike the Godrum tribe, the spell engraved on the arrows here seemed to be piercing.

    ‘This is why outsiders are wary of trolls.’

    The sorcery that can exert power in the right place at the right time contains infinite possibilities.

    Chaechaechaechae!

    The flying arrow was sent flying backwards by swinging Robera.

    Allie, who saw that sight, was amazed, which was not typical of her personality.

    “Wow… Cian, did you know you could do this?”

    “Then, did you think I was a dinosaur that only believed in race?”

    I answered calmly and moved forward, destroying the trap.

    ‘Let’s keep the arrows separately.’

    Clara, who is skilled in archery, will be useful to the troops that will protect our village.

    “Cyan, in front!”

    “This time it’s a typical trap.”

    A giant ball of iron came rushing towards us at incredible speed.

    I responded to the fight with all my might by kicking with confidence.

    Okay then.

    “Are you coming back?”

    “This is a molar deficiency… ”

    A spell that returns twice as much as the blow struck.

    I was wondering where on earth this could be used, but I never thought it would be used like this.

    ‘Looking at the material, it seems to be black iron.’

    This time, Allie took action in place of me, who was pretending to be flustered.

    “Cyan! Just put that in !”

    “Not subject to maximum load?”

    “I’ll reduce your weight with magic!”

    “Okay!”

    I used according to Ally’s opinion. As expected of a great wizard, Ally used magic appropriately even in urgent moments.

    “Whew… This was dangerous.”

    “Ugh, if only I could show my true abilities.”

    Each trap was not easy to set up as it required a lot of force to avoid destroying the ruins.

    “Ally, there’s no short-distance movement magic like Blink?”

    “No. Magic is not omnipotent like a miracle. If you don’t understand the principle, you can’t handle it.”

    “The wizard is not as omnipotent as I thought.”

    “Of course. And I’m not a battle mage.”

    “You did pretty well before that.”

    “Hehehe~ Even if you praise me like that, nothing comes out~”

    Let’s give her a compliment. Allie grinned. It seems she’s been thirsty for compliments lately.

    “I think this is the last room.”

    Perhaps because it was a place without a single ray of light, I couldn’t see anything even with my eyes that could see ahead in the dark forest.

    “Just a moment, I’ll light up the surroundings with magic.”

    Allie, climbing on my back, let’s use magic.

    Only then did the darkness disappear and I could see what awaited me there.

    “Huh?”

    At the end of the room was a large throne, fit for a king, and sitting on it was a troll armed with a sword.

    Strangely enough, the troll had a rather familiar face.

    “Grog?”

    “Apostles of the outside god, you cannot pass this way.”

    It was not the cheerful Grog I had met last year, but the king of the trolls who had created a great civilization, who should have died thousands of years ago, who had now appeared before me again.

    “Oronak, grant me the power to judge.”

    The bone-chilling blade of the divine sword, accompanied by a dreary voice, cut me down in an instant.

    “?!!”

    Both Ellie and I were shocked by what happened before our eyes.

    Because Grog, holding a sword, is already standing in front of me.

    It was as if there was no process, only results.

    “Has time stopped?”

    “No, if it was such a miracle, I would have resisted.”

    By devouring the legacy of the ‘bottom walker’, I have become resistant to the same miracle.

    But if it still happened, there are two cases.

    ‘Either it was Oronak’s miracle, or it was sorcery.’

    If it was the former, I would have let it slide as it was a miracle of God, but if it was the latter, it was absurd.

    “Grog, that’s why you get the ire of the outside world.”

    Instead of answering my question, the Troll King swung his sword.

    ‘Did you get scratched?’

    . . .

    Swords of different divinities clashed.

    One is a frost that freezes even one’s resolve, and the other is a flame that burns even one’s emotions.

    It was as if the clash of gods from mythology was being reenacted here and now.

    Kwaaang!

    The fights between priests who have trained their powers to the limit are usually decided by who has the upper hand in power, and the victory or defeat is decided in an instant.

    However, Cian was unable to achieve an easy victory against the Troll King.

    “Cheet.”

    Although the Holy Power was beyond the reach of the soul, the Troll King was ahead in terms of the technical aspects of controlling the Holy Power itself.

    “Is that the processing of Oronak’s divinity?”

    Cyan could combine two or more divinities into one.

    But I couldn’t process divinity, and I couldn’t even imagine that I could do it.

    Of course, in mythology, the only beings who could manipulate divinity were those who were out of the norm among the gods, like Hestia.

    This was a realm that even the Titans, who were of the bloodline of the gods, could not easily surpass.

    But a mere troll was doing it.

    “If I steal your skills here, I can go higher.”

    Cyan’s eyes changed.

    Now, he was neither a warrior of Hestia, nor a lord of any village, nor someone’s father.

    He was now a hunter who was true to his Titan instincts.

    “So please don’t give up so easily!”

    Sian, who had not been using his power out of fear of destroying the relics, began to unleash his full power, and the Troll King, who had noticed Sian’s power, also began to use the sorcery he had been hiding.

    Of course, Ellie, who was among them, felt like she was going to die.

    “Eugh …

    I tried to minimize the damage by creating a barrier with magic, but it wasn’t easy.

    In this place where divine waves were raining down, it was arrogant to try to do something with mere magic.

    It was only because she was a great wizard that she was able to endure, otherwise, not a trace of this place would have been left behind.

    ‘Are you done?’

    Allie suddenly felt worried at the sudden silence. Even if it was just for a moment, the Troll King’s ability to fight by processing divinity was impressive even to her.

    Fortunately, the winner was not the king.

    “Thank you, Grog.”

    Cian picked up the sword that was the only thing left of the Troll King’s disappearing corpse and paid his respects to the king.

    “Thanks to you, I was able to become stronger.”

    It was the moment when Almas, the famous sword bestowed upon the Troll King by Oronak, the Goddess of Cold and Resistance, fell into Cian’s hands.

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