I Parry Everything: Volume 3 [Parts 1 to 13] by Nabeshiki

Author:Nabeshiki
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 63: Magearmor

[Dragrave]

[Parry]

Gilbert gripped his spear tight. For the fifth time that day, he poured his entire being into his next strike...only to have it blown aside by the Black Blade, sending a violent burst of sparks scattering into the air.

So not even that was enough, huh?

The impact had broken both of his arms—he could tell. The bones in his hands had already shattered as a result of their opening exchange, and it was taking all he had just to ignore the immense pain racking his entire body. His magearmor-strengthened muscles were the only reason he was still able to grip his spear, but the tendons in his arms, which bore his weapon at much faster speeds than he could manage alone, and in his legs, which had kicked against the earth with overwhelming force, were shredded to pieces. He was barely able to stand. There was no more air in his lungs, and the world around him was growing dim.

A mere few clashes—that was all it had taken to reduce the Spear Sovereign to his current, pitiful state. He had struck with more force than ever before, not just once but several times, borrowing the strength of the magearmor to surpass his physical limits. Each attack had shaved away at his very life force, yet not a single one had even come close to reaching his opponent. The unrivaled spearmanship of which he had always been so proud could not even touch Noor.

“Ha ha...” Gilbert chuckled. “This really isn’t funny at all.” Once again, he was faced with the reality that his opponent was a genuine monster.

The Spear Sovereign’s magearmor—a piece of magical equipment that used its wearer’s mana to give even an ordinary civilian superhuman strength—was a parting gift from the imperial army’s invasion. This particular set had been retrieved from the battlefield by the Spell Sovereign, Oken, who had then tinkered with the armor until it was drastically more effective.

Although he had been half dumbfounded by Oken’s ridiculous prototype, Gilbert had lent the old man an ear. He had known that human bodies were not meant to wield strength so far beyond their means—at least, not without risk—but after hearing the Spell Sovereign’s explanation on how to use the magearmor, he had immediately decided to give it a try. As a result, he knew that he didn’t have a leg to stand on when it came to criticizing the absurdity of others.

After Gilbert had taken the magearmor, Oken had repeatedly warned him: “When you’re testing it, keep the output to within a twenty percent increase of your maximum strength.” He had said that anything higher would cause tremendous, life-threatening harm to the Spear Sovereign’s body.

Gilbert had agreed—mostly to be free from Oken’s nagging—but...

You have got to be kidding me.

A mere twenty percent increase was nowhere near enough to touch an opponent like Noor. Gilbert’s first full-power strike had stayed at the uppermost boundary of that threshold, but after seeing the attack be effortlessly deflected, he had cast aside all thoughts of his promise to Oken.

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