CHAPTER 624: CHAPTER 419: ARE HEAVY ARMORS WEAK TO POISON?

What does it feel like to be surrounded front and back by two massive guys in heavy armor?

Even though Fingerley’s numbers were double those of the Havier Warriors, when facing the Havier Warriors, they had the feeling that it was they who were actually surrounded!

Not to mention the heavy armor that seemed to be able to withstand any attack.

Smashing a smaller Ancient Flying Dragon with one hammer blow—surely this is something no normal person could do!

Fingerley certainly couldn’t do it!

The Havier Warrior in front charged again like a moving fortress, while the Havier Warrior behind stretched out his hand from beyond the cliff!

"Damn, hurry and cut the ladder!"

"Alright, alright!"

Selene quickly took out a dagger to cut the ladder, not expecting that the seemingly fragile rope ladder could withstand the terrifying weight of the Havier Warrior.

"No, it won’t cut through!"

She repeatedly sliced at the rope ladder with her dagger, but couldn’t inflict any damage.

"Huff...."

A terrifying breath came from below; Selene paused her movements, involuntarily lowering her gaze to meet the Havier Warrior’s eyes.

Although she couldn’t see his face, the eyes beneath the barrel-shaped giant helmet were cold and ruthless, glittering with a deadly determination, as if looking at a dead person. Just one glance made her feel like she had fallen into an ice cave.

She experienced a momentary rigidity of her body.

This brief hesitation was seized by the Havier Warrior, who grabbed her wrist with such force it nearly crushed her bones. Behind her came the sounds of Fingerley’s group battling another Havier Warrior, the thundering noise was incessant.

It seemed that Hasavi Team could manage to deal with one Havier Warrior, but if two were involved...

Facing the enemy about to pull her down, Selene gritted her teeth, as if making a decision in her heart!

"You must win!"

She suddenly shouted, grabbing tightly onto the arm that was grabbing her wrist.

"What are you doing?!" Fingerley felt a sense of foreboding.

"I... I can’t help during the battle, so at least at this moment..."

Selene mustered her courage and leaped toward the cliff, immediately falling under the law of gravity.

Was she trying to sacrifice herself to pull down the Havier Warrior with her off the cliff?

If her own weight combined with gravity, she might really drag him down!

"Ahhhhh——"

Selene let out a scream as she fell.

Fingerley turned his head away, unable to watch. He suddenly found strength and poured a Softening Potion over the Havier Warrior’s helmet; the sword hilt smashed heavily onto it. Under the dual effect of softening and smashing, the helmet had a small dent, and the Havier Warrior retreated a small step.

"What courageous and spirited person," he said, taking advantage, "I have completely changed my impression of her. She really is suited for adventure!"

"Ahhhhh——"

A scream from somewhere continued, but Fingerley, his blood boiling, was immersed in facing the Havier Warrior, teetering on the edge of life and death, paying no attention.

"I need to praise the Princess well when I see her again, hmm, but not too overtly, or she might become arrogant. How do you think I should praise her?"

He dodged a sweep from the Big Dragon Tooth and asked his companions.

"Uh, um...."

"Maybe pat her head like a child? No, no, she’s a princess, that would be too disrespectful."

"I mean you..."

"How about giving her a keepsake? But what to give, since the Princess probably lacks nothing."

"I mean look back already!"

Matilda couldn’t bear it any longer and shouted.

"What?"

The shout nearly got Fingerley hit by the Big Dragon Tooth, but he quickly moved away from the enemy and turned to look.

Then his expression became immediately complex.

No wonder Matilda and the others hadn’t come to help earlier. They were handling other trouble—engaged in a fierce battle with another Havier Warrior, too busy to assist.

Hold on, wasn’t he already taken down the cliff by Selene’s sacrificial leap?

This question had just popped into his head when he saw Selene held like an accessory by the Havier Warrior.

The latter, seeing him look over, flushed with embarrassment and turned her head to avoid his gaze.

She had become shy after hearing Fingerley’s words earlier, so much so that her screams stopped.

"...."

Fingerley instantly understood what had happened.

It turns out, Selene’s sacrificial leap caused no problems for the Havier Warrior, who had climbed up with an attachment on him, his strength terrifying indeed...

No wonder during the battle earlier, he heard Selene’s scream echoing continuously—it turned out she wasn’t dead at all.

She had been embarrassed into silence after hearing him talking to himself.

"If you’re still alive, say something."

Fingerley was at a loss for words, while Selene let out an awkward laugh. In the next moment, she was flung by a Havier Warrior, flying out of sight of everyone, landing with a beautiful yet ominous sound, her fate unknown.

Alright, now things have turned disastrous.

The Hasavi Team must face two Havier Warriors simultaneously on a mountain top barely larger than a basketball court, with no terrain around to exploit, and not enough space to even start a Marathon.

"Haha."

Fingerley couldn’t help but laugh, feeling as if he’d thought of something amusing.

The last time he was trapped in such a narrow space fighting enemies was against Overlord Vonier, whose miasma nearly covered the entire area, followed by a Divine Wrath that heavily injured everyone in the Hasavi Team.

"Compared to last time, this situation is slightly better."

Fingerley shrugged his shoulders and readied his Dual Blades.

"Come on, you two big guys."

The battle was about to commence, with Matilda and Aleya handling one, while Fingerley took on the other alone, with a clear division of tasks.

The most outstanding traits of the Havier Warriors are undoubtedly their "great strength" and "outstanding defense." Even clad in Heavy Armor and wielding heavy weapons, they can still move as freely as normal humans, which is an amazing feat.

But that’s just like "normal humans."

If Fingerley decided to flee, the Havier Warriors definitely wouldn’t be able to catch up.

They wouldn’t wield the Big Dragon Tooth as if it were a one-handed sword; each move fits the heavy weapon’s impression, being heavy and powerful, with a significant recovery time.

The time it takes for them to attack once is enough for Fingerley to attack several times, so the question now is how to strip off the Heavy Armor from these Havier Warriors.

Fingerley contemplated this, agilely dodging between the enemy’s attacks. Unable to attack from a stationary stance, he couldn’t use his full strength, nor would the enemy give him time to assume the Night and Fire Stance, leading to a subtle stalemate between them.

Just then, something unexpected brought a chance to break the deadlock.

The Havier Warrior’s movements suddenly stiffened for a moment, accompanied by a violent cough, and even their next attack became soft and weak, though this brief anomaly quickly passed.

Naturally, Fingerley didn’t miss this moment, realizing that the symptoms seemed like...

Poisoned!?

He suddenly remembered that he had repeatedly splashed Softening Potion on the Havier Warriors, targeting mainly their helmet, as it’s a weak point of the body.

Softening Potion is highly toxic to living beings, hence it must be stored sealed in daily use!

"I see, even with such formidable strength, they can’t avoid the effects of venom."

Fingerley grinned, the scales of victory tipping in his favor!

"Aleya, cultivate more poisonous plants, I know how to win now!"

He shouted excitedly.

However, there was no response from behind.

"Aleya?"

He turned around only to see another Havier Warrior bulldozing towards him like a massive truck.

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"I want to go back to the Royal Palace."

Soon after, at the Ancient Dragon Peak bonfire.

Selene sat by the bonfire, her expression dim. She didn’t seem to have lost her fighting spirit; rather, she was just scared.

After being thrown by the Havier Warrior, she wasn’t dead, just knocked unconscious.

However, when she awoke from her coma and opened her eyes again, she was greeted by the horrific sight of two Havier Warriors towering above her.

Opening her eyes to see these two standing before her, even Sword Saint Japar would flinch in terror.

These two were rather honorable, waiting until she woke up before crushing her.

"Why didn’t you two stop that guy? I just figured out how to win." Fingerley was still analyzing the previous failure.

Matilda helplessly shook her head; she didn’t understand either why the Havier Warrior, who was engaged in an intense battle with her, suddenly rushed over to join up and execute a combo to instantly defeat Fingerley.

She and Aleya weren’t dead, but they had no chance of winning if they continued fighting, so they just ran back, coincidentally meeting the revived Fingerley and Selene.

"No way, I won’t be satisfied until I defeat those two Heavy Armor bastards!"

Fingerley was clearly fired up, insisting on going back to duel the Havier Warriors.

Matilda and Aleya exchanged glances, both with helpless looks in their eyes.

Their initial goal—having Selene suffer a blow and request to return to the Royal Palace—had been achieved, yet now Fingerley didn’t want to go back, which was quite ironic.

Fingerley turned his efforts to persuading the frightened Selene.

"We can’t go back to the Royal Palace yet," he said with a serious expression.

"Why?" Selene’s eyes were already dead-fish-like.

"You know, there’s a good chance Ornstein is here. I hadn’t mentioned it before because I wasn’t sure, but now I’m a bit convinced."

Like a Demon tempting a human, Fingerley whispered words in the Princess’s ear that were sure to pique her interest.

Her response was predictable.

"Really!?"