I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World - I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World chapter 74

74 – Episode 74

There was a kind of prejudice among people that ogres were lazy monsters.

Since he was born with the super strength to pull up and swing a tree and the tireless stamina, he thinks there is no need to make efforts.

But that was a wrong idea.

There is no power in this world without a price.

To maintain size and strength, you had to eat a lot, and to that extent, you had to be conscientious.

As soon as I wake up, I go around the forest looking for game, and when I rest, I look for fruit or edible trees…

Ogres were a race that had no choice but to be sincere from birth, and the same was true for Gulmarg, who possessed high intelligence.

Rather, as his intelligence increased, he lived a pathologically sincere life.

So that we can get even a little closer to avenging our mother!

Gulmarg glared at the Wendigo and roared.

“Warriors are not born. Warriors are made through experience and effort!”

“That’s correct.”

The Wendigo agreed with Gulmarg’s philosophy.

Warriors, or indeed all beings, were never destined to be born.

Isn’t all existence determined by the trajectory of one’s life?

The Wendigo looked down at her broken ice sword and reflected on her own arrogance.

‘I’ve always tried to guard against arrogance… But it’s not an easy task.’

Just because we have had no enemies so far does not mean we will have any enemies in the future.

The Wendigo threw away her broken ice sword and focused on her mystery.

Gulmarg, who was glaring at the Wendigo in a defensive posture, was startled by the unusual energy.

Although he did not have spiritual eyes like a shaman or a magical beast, he instinctively felt that her mystery was stirring around the Wendigo.

The pressure that could be felt through the skin even without looking at it was pressing heavily on Gulmarg…

‘If you act hastily, you will fall into danger.’

Gulmarg overcame the pressure and waited for the Wendigo to act.

One mistake could cost her life, so she needed to be careful.

But… Gulmarg realized that his rational judgment itself was a mistake.

The mystery gathered in the Wendigo’s body did not burst out cold or cause roots to sprout, but rather caused an explosion from her body as it was.

Wood clack!

“Wendigo, what have you done!?”

Her wild power that he possessed transformed her Wendigo body, engulfing her pouring waves of mystery.

Tearing her skin, her muscles popped out, the skin grew again and swallowed her muscles, and her bones broke and joined again and again.

Gulmarg was incongruously embarrassed by the ugly change and stopped…

At that moment, the wendigo’s shaking head began to glare at him, emitting a baleful blue glow.

Gulmarg’s heart seemed to freeze even though their eyes only met.

‘If you stay still, you will lose!’

Although he made his mistakes, Gulmarg did not back down.

Gulmarg let go of his defenses and jumped out with a roar.

Gulmarg charged with the force of a catapult and swung his club with all his might towards the Wendigo’s head.

It was a blow that could have killed the Wendigo, but Gulmarg did not hesitate.

I felt it the moment I swung it.

I have a hunch that I can’t kill the Wendigo with just this level of attack!

Quaaang!

When Gulmarg’s club collided with the Wendigo’s skull, a world-shattering roar echoed through the forest.

The head of the Wendigo that was hit directly by her club did not even have the slightest scratch. Gul Marg pounded her Wendigo’s entire body, shivering at her wondrous hardness.

Nevertheless, the Wendigo’s eyes were quietly watching Gulmarg.

‘Hmm, is this a change? ‘I can’t move while I’m transforming.’

… In fact, it was correct to say that it could not be moved.

Things done on impulse tend not to go as planned.

The Wendigo was impressed by Gulmarg’s overwhelming strength and fighting spirit and attempted a challenge.

Of course, the basis was the magic shown to him by his magic teacher, Oneton.

A spell that uses mystery to make one’s body bigger and stronger.

‘It’s a mistake. ‘You used more mystery than I thought.’

After all, it was foolish to use a technique that had never been practiced in practice.

The good news is that although there were mistakes, the change itself was more useful than expected.

Despite the heavy blows from Gulmarg’s club, the change did not stop and there was virtually no damage.

The Wendigo’s right arm completed its transformation and appeared.

Arms that are bigger and sturdier than before and fingernails that have become extremely sharp.

The Wendigo swung her arm towards Gul Marg’s rock club.

Boom!

The Wendigo’s arm withstood Gulmarg’s blow.

As soon as Gul Marg realized he had missed his opportunity, he stepped back and collected his thoughts.

She realized that it was virtually impossible to prevent change.

“□□!”

“Is this an ogre-style swear word? That’s pretty rough!”

After her transformation, the Wendigo’s body was one head larger, heavier, and more threatening than before.

The Wendigo had the illusion that her blood was boiling, even though her blood was not flowing through her body.

I want to test this power!

“□□□□□…”

As Gulmarg muttered in an unknown language, the patterns carved on the club began to emit light and absorb the surrounding dirt and rocks.

As she swung her club in that state, a spear made of rock was fired at the Wendigo.

Bloody rock spears, each one reminiscent of a huge tree.

The Wendigo manipulated cold energy to build a large, solid ice wall.

The rock spear loaded with Gulmarg’s power pierced the thick wall, but failed to break it.

The sound of something exploding came from behind the tattered ice wall.

The wendigo unconsciously realized what was happening behind the scenes and grabbed hold of the root that had sprouted from the ground and pulled it out with force.

“□□□!!!”

Gulmarg appeared, breaking down the ice wall.

Gulmarg’s vicious club aimed at the Wendigo’s head, making a terrifying sound.

The Wendigo weaved ice with her uprooted roots to create a giant ice sword that could stand against her club.

No, it would be difficult to call it a sword.

Because it was made in a hurry, the blade was dull and the weight was terrible.

＜ ■■■■■! ＞

It didn’t matter.

I just needed something that I could swing the club towards from the beginning.

The Wendigo swung her ice sword at the club, and as the two collided, the explosion shook the forest.

The ice sword and club that collided bounced off each other… But the two swung at each other’s weapons as if they had made a promise.

There was no rational decision to attack each other’s weaknesses.

Because the desire to win and the pure competitive desire to surpass her opponent were burning hot.

‘… It seems a bit stupid.’

Of course, it was an eccentricity that was difficult to understand from Skadi’s point of view.

It was possible to attack a weapon. Because if you break the opponent’s weapon, you can naturally restrict the opponent’s actions.

But…

“Wendigo! My arm, my arm is broken!!!”

Destroying one’s body for that purpose was never a rational action.

Skadi was horrified by the maniacal behavior, but the two exchanged blows while screaming even as their bones were broken and their flesh was torn…

Wood!

“Crrr!”

“■■■.”

It was better to break each other’s arms than to destroy each other’s weapons.

When Gulmarg was unable to swing the club, he threw it on the floor without any hesitation.

It was not to surrender, but to shake a fist. Gulmarg did not give in to the pain and chose the path of struggle.

Gulmarg’s fist was no different from a club. Her fist struck her head, causing the Wendigo to stumble from the force of the impact.

Gulmarg’s fists repeatedly struck the Wendigo’s body. The fact that her arm was broken didn’t matter one bit.

For Gulmarg, who has lived a very rough life, that level of pain…

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“!”

The Wendigo’s fist flew towards Gulmarg, who was caught off guard.

Her fist struck Gul Marg in the jaw. The shock was shocking, but the cold that penetrated her muscles and skin was absolutely excruciating.

“Kaaah!!!”

But I couldn’t stop.

A fight that has begun does not end until one of the two falls.

The two fought, swinging their fists with the intention of killing each other.

Although they both stumbled and fell repeatedly, the victory gradually began to lean towards the Wendigo.

The Wendigo’s fist exploded with a blast of cold that penetrated her bones, and her sharp claws tore even Gul Marg’s tough hide.

Kwasik!

The Wendigo’s fist crunched Gulmarg’s nose bone. As her body stumbled, blood spraying her, the Wendigo lashed out with her kick towards Gulmarg’s chest.

Her ribs cracked, Gul Marg stepped back and caught her breath.

“Kru …”

She couldn’t catch her breath. This was because blood was flowing out of her mouth and nose without stopping.

Her body was also a mess. Her arms and her ribs were broken, making it difficult for her to move.

The wendigo stared into Gulmarg’s eyes.

‘The fighting spirit did not break.’

Gulmarg’s eyes were still burning with the desire for victory.

As if his eyes were clear, Gul Marg rushed towards the Wendigo, spitting out his blood.

In response to her all-too-honest tackle, the Wendigo raised both her hands high and struck her in one go towards Gul Marg’s back.

“Kaaa!!!”

“!”

However, Gulmarg endured the pain of her flesh being torn open and grabbed the Wendigo’s waist.

Gul Marg pulled his waist as if he were going to break it. The Wendigo admired her and her wondrous fighting spirit…

Phew!

Just like that, she dug her nails into both of her arms. Like the sting of her bee, the Wendigo’s claws began to freeze both of her Gul Marg’s arms from the inside.

No matter how tough Gul Marg was, it was impossible for her to maintain her strength in that state.

Gul Marg, who was slowly pushed away from her, glared at her Wendigo, her arms being grabbed by her Wendigo.

Death was creeping up, but there was no fear in Gulmarg’s eyes.

Out of respect for her, the Wendigo used her teeth to kill her instantly…

“Wait a minute!!!”

“?”

At that moment, as soon as Skadi screamed, dozens of roots sprouted from the ground and wrapped around the Wendigo’s body.

It was not just a root. The complexly enchanted roots matched the Wendigo’s movements and kept her trapped.

A spell with the will to somehow stop the Wendigo.

There was no way Skadi would defect, so the Wendigo looked at her Skadi with puzzlement.

“Skadi. Why suddenly?”

“Wendigo! We didn’t come to kill Mr. Gulmarg!”

“Ah.”

“Ah.”

Wendigo and Gulmarg came to their senses at Skadi’s horrified shout.

I had forgotten about it because of the fighting spirit I had never felt before…

The two were sparring. This is not a fight to the death, risking each other’s lives, but as a sign of respect.

The wendigo shamelessly pulled her claws out of her arms.