Heavy Armor Weak to Poison?

What does it feel like to be surrounded by two burly men in heavy armor from both sides?

Even though Fingel's side outnumbered Havel Warrior by a factor of two, when facing Havel Warrior, they felt as if they were the ones being surrounded!

Let's not even talk about the heavy armor that seems to be able to withstand any attack.

Killing a smaller, Ancient Flying Dragon with a single hammer blow is something no normal person could do!

Fingel could never do that!

The Havel Warrior in front charged forward again like a mobile fortress, while the Havel Warrior behind them reached out from behind the cliff!

"Oh no, quickly cut the ladder!"

"Okay, okay!"

Serena quickly took out her dagger to cut the ladder, never expecting that the seemingly frail rope ladder could withstand the terrifying weight of Havel Warrior.

"No, it can't be cut!"

She repeatedly tried to cut the rope ladder with her dagger, but she couldn't make any damage to it.

"Call"

A terrifying panting sound came from below. Serena paused, and involuntarily looked down, meeting the gaze of the Havel Warrior.

Although the face was obscured, the eyes beneath the massive barrel helmet were cold and ruthless, flashing with a murderous intent, as if looking at a dead man. A single glance was enough to send one tumbling into an ice cave.

She stiffened for a moment.

In that moment of distraction, Havel Warrior grabbed her wrist, the immense force in his hand almost crushing her bones. Behind her, she heard the sounds of Fingel and his group fighting another Havel Warrior, the thunderous crashing of their weapons hitting the ground echoing incessantly.

It seems that Hasawi Squad can handle one Havel Warrior, but if two of them come at them together...

Seeing the enemy about to drag her down, Serena gritted her teeth, as if she had made a decision in her heart!

You absolutely must win!

She suddenly shouted and grabbed the arm of the Havel Warrior that was holding her wrist tightly.

"What are you going to do?!" Fingel had a bad feeling.

"I... I can't be of much help during the battle, so at least for now."

Summoning her courage, Serena leaped off the cliff and immediately plummeted under the force of gravity.

Was she actually planning to sacrifice herself and drag this Havel Warrior down the cliff with her?

If it were her own weight plus gravity, she might actually be able to pull someone down!

"Ahhhh—"

Serena screamed as she fell off the cliff.

Fingel turned his head away, unable to bear watching any longer. Suddenly, he mustered his strength and splashed the Softening Potion onto Havel Warrior's helmet. He then slammed the sword hilt onto it. The combined effect of the softening and the impact caused a small dent in the helmet, and Havel Warrior took a small step back.

"What a courageous and bold person she is!" he exclaimed, seizing the opportunity. "My impression of her has completely changed; she's really suited for adventure!"

"Ahhhh—"

The screams, seemingly coming from nowhere, continued, but Fingel, caught up in the thrill of facing Havel Warrior head-on and teetering on the edge of life and death, was completely oblivious.

"When I see the Princess again, I want to praise her properly, but I can't be too obvious, lest she become arrogant. What do you think I should do to praise her?"

He bent down to dodge the sweeping attack of the Great Dragon Tooth and asked his companions.

"That, that one."

"Should I pat her head like I'm comforting a child? No, no, she's Princess, that would be too offensive."

I'm talking about you.

"How about we give her a souvenir? What would be a good gift? Princess shouldn't lack anything, right?"

"Why don't you at least turn around and take a look?"

Matilda couldn't stand it any longer and let out a loud shout.

"What?"

This shout almost caused Fingel to be hit by the Great Dragon Tooth. He quickly moved away from the enemy and turned around to look.

Then his expression suddenly became complicated.

No wonder Matilda and the others didn't come to help earlier; they were dealing with other troubles—they were fighting another Havel Warrior, and the battle was so intense that they couldn't spare a hand.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wasn't he already pulled off the cliff by Serena's selfless leap?

The question had barely crossed his mind when he saw Serena being carried in the hands of the Havel Warrior like a pendant.

When the latter saw him looking over, she blushed and turned her head away shyly.

She was so embarrassed after hearing what Fingel had just said that she stopped screaming.

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Fingel immediately understood what had happened.

So, Serena's selfless leap caused no problem for the Havel Warrior at all; he even climbed up with an extra accessory on him, demonstrating terrifying strength.

No wonder he heard Serena's scream during the battle just now, the echo lingering in his ears; it turns out she wasn't dead at all.

The other person only stopped talking because they felt embarrassed after hearing him talking to himself.

"If you're still alive, at least say so."

Fingel was speechless. Serena chuckled awkwardly, and the next moment she was flung away by the Havel Warrior, falling out of sight with a beautiful, melodious thud. Her fate was unknown.

Well, now things have really gone wrong.

Hasawi Squad had to face two Havel Warrior simultaneously on a mountaintop slightly larger than a basketball court, with absolutely no usable terrain around them—it was a race they couldn't even run a marathon.

"Hehe."

Fingel couldn't help but laugh, feeling that he had thought of something funny.

The last time I was trapped in such a narrow place and fought the enemy was when I fought the Overlord Wolnir. The miasma he spewed almost completely corroded the area, and then a Wrath of the Gods severely injured the entire Hasawi Squad.

"The situation is a little better now than last time."

Fingel stretched his shoulders and raised his twin swords.

"Come on, you two big guys."

The battle was about to begin. Matilda and Aleya were assigned to one task, while Fingel dealt with the other alone, a very clear division of labor.

If there is one thing that stands out most about Havel Warrior, it is undoubtedly their "great strength" and "outstanding defense." He can move freely like a normal person even while wearing heavy armor and weapons, which is an amazing feat.

But that's what a "normal person" looks like.

If Fingel is determined to run away, Havel Warrior will absolutely not be able to catch up.

The opponent doesn't use the Great Dragon Tooth like they would a one-handed sword; every move is in line with the impression of a heavy weapon—heavy, powerful, and with a long recovery time.

The time it takes him to attack once is enough for Fingel to attack several times, so the current issue is how to strip Havel Warrior's heavy armor off.

Fingel was deep in thought, nimbly dodging the enemy's attacks. Because he couldn't stand still and attack, he couldn't unleash his full power, and his opponent wouldn't give him time to adopt the Night and Flame Stance. A delicate stalemate ensued between the two.

Just then, something unexpected brought an opportunity to break the deadlock.

Havel Warrior's movements suddenly stiffened for a moment, and he not only coughed violently, but his next attack also became weak. However, this brief abnormality was restored in an instant.

Fingel naturally wouldn't miss this moment; he realized that the other person's symptoms were similar.

Poisoning!?

He suddenly remembered that he had repeatedly splashed Softening Potion on Havel Warrior, and the part he splashed most often was the helmet, because that was the weak point of the human body.

Softening Potion are highly toxic to living organisms, so they must be stored in a sealed container every day!

"So that's how it is. Even with such formidable strength, one still cannot escape the effects of the deadly poison."

Fingel smiled; the scales of victory were tipping in his favor!

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

He shouted.

However, there was no sound coming from behind.

"Aleya?"

He turned his head and saw another Havel Warrior rushing towards him like a dump truck.

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

Not long after, at the Archdragon Peak Bonfire.

Serena sat by the campfire, her expression somber. She didn't seem to have lost her will to fight; she was just terrified.

She didn't die after being thrown out by the Havel Warrior; she just fainted from the fall.

However, when she awoke from her coma and opened her eyes again, she saw two Havel Warrior looking down at this hellish scene.

If you opened your eyes and saw these two things standing in front of you, even the Sword Saint Gapar would be terrified.

These two were actually quite Wu De; they waited until she woke up before smashing her to death.

"Why didn't you two stop that guy? I just found a way to win." Fingel was still reviewing their previous failure.

Matilda shook her head helplessly. She hadn't expected that Havel Warrior was in the middle of a fierce battle with her, would suddenly rush over and use a Combined Attack Technique with his partner to instantly kill Fingel.

She and Aleya didn't die, but they had no chance of winning if they continued fighting, so they ran back and happened to meet the resurrected Fingel and Serena.

"No, I won't be satisfied until I beat those two heavily armored bastards!"

Fingel was clearly out of his mind, shouting that he wanted to go back and fight Havel Warrior to the death.

Matilda and Aleya exchanged a glance, both with a sense of helplessness in their eyes.

Their initial goal—to make Serena suffer a blow and voluntarily request to return to the Royal Palace —was achieved. However, Fingel suddenly changed her mind and didn't want to go back, which was quite dramatic.

Fingel turned to persuade Serena, who was quite frightened.

"We cannot return to the Royal Palace yet," he said with a serious expression.

"Why?" Serena's eyes had turned into dead fish eyes.

"You know what? It's very likely that Ornstein is here. I didn't tell you before because I wasn't sure, but now I'm a little sure."

Fingel was like a devil tempting a human, whispering words in the Princess's ear that were sure to pique her interest.

The latter's reaction was as expected.

"Real!?"