The Two Strongest

"Let's see whose strike... is stronger."

No one should have been able to hear those words.

After all, Ottar was some distance away from the others, almost in the opposite direction, and he had not spoken loudly. Naturally, no one should have heard him.

Yet for some reason, Riezel felt certain that he had heard those words.

"Let's see whose strike is stronger...?"

He stopped moving. His figure emerged from the lightning, and he landed on the ground once more, standing before the Aberrant Giant.

From this position, he was directly facing Ottar.

The Aberrant Giant stood between them.

Their gazes seemed to pierce through space and the giant's massive body, meeting in the air.

"GRAAAAAAAAH...!"

Unaware of any of this, the Aberrant Giant continued roaring in pain and fury as it struggled to rise.

"Eternal conquest, undying thunder general."

Hedin calmly chanted a spell.

"Valiant and Pitiful Undead Soldier!"

The next second, Hedin unleashed an enormous bolt of lightning shaped like a spear, which struck the Aberrant Giant.

"BOOM!"

Amid the thunderous blast, the lightning spear blew away the Aberrant Giant's shoulder, blasting off one of its arms along with its flesh axe. Countless bolts of lightning then ran wild across its body like serpents.

Hedin Selland—the White Elf praised by Riveria as surpassing her in total Mind, magic control, and spell range, a mage capable of rivaling her, renowned as the White Demon Staff—used only lightning-element magic.

In terms of raw firepower, he might not have matched Riveria, but his lightning attack magic was famously powerful. The gods even believed that, so long as his Mind did not run dry, he could fight ten thousand enemies alone.

And those "ten thousand enemies" were not ordinary people, but adventurers blessed by the gods.

Thus, even if he fell short