Chapter 133 – Barbarians in the Arena

It’s the start of the game

ㅡKyusaaaaa!
ㅡGyusagyusat!
ㅡKyuuyaaaaa!!!

At the same time, the leashes of the kobolds came loose and rushed toward me. Seeing my location in the blind subject, it seemed that his sense of smell was activated because he was starving quite a bit.

When he was in Krasheim, he used to sell the eggs or babies of monsters to the arena when he was captured. It was a pretty good deal, and since it happened often, I got to know the staff of that arena. Maybe it was a kid.

In any case, the monsters that are traded and raised as sacrifices in the arena are subjected to terrible abuse and forced to starve demonically. Pain and hunger. It was the perfect way to train monsters.

Training doesn’t need love.

Monsters are neither pets nor pets.
They were trained in such a harsh way only for the purpose of being sacrificed in the arena.

However, being trained does not mean that its true nature disappears.

As much as it is a monster, rather than submitting to humans, it just screams and accumulates hatred. And when the leash is released, it is expressed as aggression towards the human in front of the eyes.

Like the kobold in front of my eyes.

“—-Slow.”

I also kicked the ground in the arena.

No matter how much hatred a savage kobold had built up towards humans, and even if Yama was completely outraged. A kobold is a kobold.

Anger accomplishes nothing.
That’s why I’m not afraid of the opponent’s momentum.

Unless the kobold suddenly turns away and uses a sword aura, there is no chance for them to win.

ㅡ Tak Tak Tak Tak!

I ran faster than the kobold.
Of course. Kobolds couldn’t beat me in terms of weight or strength.

If so, there is still time.

If you have time, shouldn’t you repay the favor to Durvan, a new friend you are thankful for, with thorough ‘showmanship’?

“Kiyo oh oh oh oh oh!!!!!!”

I galloped around the rim of the arena like a razor-sharp kangaroo out of a nightmare. A hellish scream erupted from my mouth. At this moment, he was an unbridled colt, no, an unbridled human!

My legs are million dollar legs!
It was Forrest Gump who literally ran through time!

For complete impact and showmanship, I ran along the rim of the arena as close as possible to the audience. As savage as possible.

“Gyaaaaa!!”

I could see the faces of the audience sitting in the audience.

“It’s so savage!”

One of them, a certain noblewoman, exclaimed in awe and raised both of her hands. I stuck out her tongue at her ravenously. “Kyaaaaa!!” A scream broke out. Then she let out a snort and sprinted again.

“Guwaaaaa!!!”

I was confident enough to scream.

My mother had always accused me of being a big boss whenever I screamed in pain, but she had a knack for screaming. Truly a genuine Scream Artist!

I didn’t become an artist, but an artist was an artist!

“It’s so awful!”

Again, the audience’s astonishment erupted. The roar of a real savage and savage hyperactivity came as a huge cultural shock to those who came out to the arena early in the morning and spent leisurely time.

Where did these people see gladiators being killed? Abandoned by their parents and raised by wolves in the wild, a wolf boy who lived with them was rescued by humans (the wolves that used to be like family were all exterminated) and let out a heartbreaking scream. Did you see

Even malicious intellectuals of the Western powers of the 19th century with an imperialistic mindset would be surprised to see such a thing.

My cry is of that kind.

The boy did not wish to be rescued by humans.
Of course, he did n’t want the wolves like his family to be exterminated.

What was done to the boy who did not want anything was a miserable slaughter under the guise of rescue and cruel correction in the name of socialization.

Dress them in clothes that don’t match, and teach them table etiquette using knives.

The boy died shortly after.

The cause of death is bacteria in the civilized world.

He suffered all kinds of child abuse and learned to speak until he got sick of it, but the last thing he uttered when he died was the howl of a wolf.

The wolf boy whose savage skin was peeled at least died as a wolf.

“Auuuuu!!!”

People were frightened by my wolf-like savagery.

OK, that’s it.

The atmosphere boiled over!

Excited, I beat my chest and screamed like a gorilla.

“Oh my God, my God!!! He seems to think he’s a monster! Those horrible cries! And his horrible, savage behavior! He’s a barbarian himself! It’s like he thinks the arena floor is my own home!!! It’s just savage! Living in the jungle!!! A man with less evolution! His name is Katt the Barbarian!”

No, bitch, that’s not it.

“Aww! The kobolds have stopped! Could it be that they are frightened?!!! The monsters are frightened, my God!!! It’s unprecedented!!!”

As he said, the kobolds that had been running were huddled together and trembling.

That’s the level difference. The number of kobolds I’ve killed so far will be in the triple digits. Building a tower with their bones, I existed here.

I am a slayer of kobolds, a nightmare. It is no wonder that the kobolds are terrified. But barbarians do not avoid fights. Even if the weak beings trembling in fear were their opponents.

It immediately turned its orbit and ran towards the kobolds.

ㅡQ, Q-sat!

Sensing the vibrations of the earth, the kobolds lowered their bodies and fluffed up their fur.

It was a stereotypical skill that faked to look bigger to protect itself from predators. It was as menacing as a twisting koiking.

It’s just funny. Running faster and faster.

ㅡGyusagyusat!

A collision is near. One two. Three. As it is, help close-

“Kim cut drop key profit!!!”

—-I threw my body and put in a full-body kick. It was the ultimate drop kick that only true masters who had polished Taekwondo up to 3rd Dan could use.

ㅡ Pleasant!

“The End!”

Kick shattered the bone armor and pierced the kobold’s chest.

As far as I know, there hasn’t been a single monster that has survived this kick. It’s a dropkick of death. With the sound of ribs breaking, the kobold flew away.

ㅡGyusat?!
ㅡGyusat!

Indignant at the death of their comrade, the two kobolds swung their arms.

A broken bone was tied with a string to that hand, and it was attached like a claw. If you hit something like that on your bare skin, it will hurt like hell. Right now I have no armor. It was necessary to avoid

ㅡGyusat!

The kobold’s sharp blow cut through the air.

He immediately rolled to the side to evade the attack, and threw his body as it was, grabbing the kobold’s wrist and twisting it. With the strength of this weak kobold, you will never be able to shake off my grip. The kobold’s arm was bent in a direction where it could not turn.

ㅡKyuuyaaaaa!!!

When he broke his joints, a terrible cry broke out. However, even Santa Claus had to filter out a crying child. He cries a little bit, so I can’t help but watch him.

“Deadly Royal Copenhagen!!!”

ㅡ Booung!

He grabbed his wrist and swung the kobold like a giant war hammer to the ground. ㅡQueek! Clear trajectory. A powerful blow that gathered all the strength of the body made the kobold slump.

“Weak! Too weak! I—-!!! I want bloody battles!!!”

Immediately, he let out a mad roar, grabbed the dead kobold by the ankles, and turned it into a giant swing.

ㅡQueek!

The last remaining kobold jumped on it, but was hit by a swing and bounced off.

After all, it is licorice for drugstores and spinning for barbarians. The only skills barbarians can take are Hillwind or Giant Swing.

—-What a terrible warrior!
— Barbarians! He’s a savage!
—-Oh! Barbarian!

The audience was astonished. But the game hasn’t even started yet.

Because the duel was based on a 1:1 ratio.

ㅡSungwoong!

I let go of the hand that was spinning the giant swing. The kobold flew like a missile and crashed into the arena’s walls. It is not an exaggeration to say that his neck was broken as he was struck head first.

All that’s left now is the one that just got hit and bounced off the swing.
He turned his head. I saw a fallen kobold.

ㅡKyuu… Buy it…!

As I approached him, he stood up shaking his body.

It seemed that his fighting spirit was transmitted straight through. He didn’t run away or get scared. It just rose again to fight with a messed up body.

Right.

He was also a “Warrior”.

“Finally, the opening of the final chapter! A barbarian warrior who defeated all the devils of hell, cort !!! How far will his cruel attack his will continue?

ㅡKill! Kill!
—-Kill the kobold!
—-Barbarians!

As the moderator picked up the wind, the audience, who had been in a state of astonishment just before, chanted the death of the kobold in complete excitement. Nothing works as well for humans as action. As proof of that, action movies are pouring out every year.

“Will the kobold be able to defeat the barbarian? Aaaaa!!!”

Even the moderator twisted his neck and squeezed his voice.
It’s a good immersion.

The opening was a success.

Having made the audience so hot, I didn’t even know if they would even give me a bonus.

“Come on, weakling.”

I spoke to the kobold with utmost respect. This is a fight that I will always win. This level of mercy could be shown to a kobold who was trying to fight to the end.

ㅡKyusat!

The kobold spread his arms and kicked the ground.

It was like a ninja. Little by little, the skull helmet he was wearing shook. The sharpened bone-claw his tumbled at the tip of an outstretched arm, and dust rushed at its step his.

“Come.”
ㅡKyuushaaaaa!!

Took a stance

I’m not going to lose myself to kobolds.

The messed up kobolds were slow, lacking in intelligence and sloppy.
A one-handed charge that did not even know the basics of combat and merely entrusted itself to instinct.

ㅡKyusat!

A nearby kobold swung his arm. With his small, uncivilized intelligence his, he understood the role of the claw on his arm. The fierceness tried to overwhelm me.

However.

“Short.”

ㅡPeruk!

He thrust his fist into the abdomen of the kobold that had been rushing forward. ㅡKyurak! It was a blow so powerful that the internal organs were crushed. The kobold vomited blood. The incapacitated one was immediately lifted over his head like a weight.

It’s all good, but the difference in physical reach is something that can never be overcome. Those with short intervals cannot beat those with long intervals. Even more so if there is a difference in power and skill.

“Oh, oh oh oh oh!!!! The game is over! The game is decided!”

In a final struggle, the kobold twisted his body and legs. But there was no strength.
That’s it.

That boring life. Don’t let it end here

“Definitely kill.”

I threw the kobold to the ground as it was, and at the same time stamped the bent radish. The target was the kobold’s spine. An attack like this would literally ‘fold the waist in half’.

ㅡWooddeuk!

“Kobold kill.”

With the sound of a spine breaking, the kobold stretched out.
It was my victory.

“…”

Silence in the hall.

I turned to the moderator.

“S, Victory! The Barbarian’s victory, victory!!!! Finish with a brutal blow!!!”

ㅡWaaaaa!!!
ㅡWow!!!
ㅡwooooo!!!

Cheers broke out.
I’m glad you were satisfied.

“Then the second round begins right away! The enemy the barbarian will face this time, my God! I can’t believe it! A being from hell! A lion from hell! An ominous, terrible, transcendent monster that climbed out of the pit of hell on its own—-!!!!”

What the fuck

“It’s a goblin!!!!!!!!!!”

The next opponent was the three goblin brothers as expected.

Goblins are stronger than kobolds. I retrieved the knife I had thrown earlier. A kobold might not know it, but a goblin might get hurt if you deal with it without a weapon.

—Keruk, Keruk.
—Keruk.

Naturally, the goblins were also armed. It’s not a very great armament. He only carried a stone ax and wore a skull helmet.

He gave strength to the hand holding his sword and walked forward.
Show me your swordsmanship this time.