Berserk: The Prophet

Slade slowly walked around the boulder, the spiked scythe scraping against it with a harsh sound.

Just as he was about to lunge at Green, Green suddenly emerged from behind the boulder, and the crossbow bolt shot towards Slade like lightning.

Slade, a veteran of countless battles, quickly dodged to the side, and the crossbow bolt aimed at his head grazed his right shoulder, spraying blood everywhere.

"Hmph, kid, you've got some skills! I didn't even know you were carrying one of these things!!" Slade roared, brandishing his double-edged scythe as he lunged at Grin.

Green dodged, immediately creating distance, and swiftly hurled several stone throwing knives, which traced sharp arcs through the air. Slade desperately parried with his battle scythe, sparks flying from the impact; if it weren't for convenience and speed, he would have brought his spiked club!

Taking advantage of Slade's momentary lapse in concentration while he was dodging the throwing knife, Green rolled close to him, thrusting his dagger toward Slade's leg. Slade, sensing Green's intention, raised his leg to kick him, but Green dodged, the dagger slicing a gash in Slade's shin.

The two instantly engaged in a fierce struggle, with Green using his small stature and agility, along with unexpected attacks, to hold off Slade. Although Slade had the advantage in strength and combat experience, Green's tenacity and skillful use of his weapon made it difficult for him to gain the upper hand for the time being.

Suddenly, Green spotted an opening in Slade's attack, drew his throwing knife, and hurled it with all his might. The knife flew straight toward Slade's chest. Slade was startled and hurriedly used his scythe to block the attack.

With the boost of 34 points of strength, even the tip of the stone throwing knife that he hastily parried still pierced Slade's left shoulder, causing Slade to groan involuntarily.

At that moment, the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and the mountaintop, composed of lava and volcanic ash, began to collapse.

Seeing that the volcano was about to collapse beneath their feet, Green disregarded everything else and quickly ran away. Even Slade had to retreat in the face of the volcano's power.

Slade pulled the throwing knife from his flesh, clutching his injured left shoulder as he dodged the boulders rolling down from the sky, glaring fiercely at Green. Green, in turn, watched him warily, while also keeping an eye on the increasingly dangerous terrain around them.

In the blink of an eye, the place where the two had just been standing collapsed completely, the crater crater shrank further, and thick volcanic ash shot up several thousand meters.

...Strange, did the volcano in Grant erupt this violently in the past?

Just as I was pondering, the volcano surged again, spewing out another batch of rocks of all sizes. Just avoiding them would require a lot of brainpower.

Half a day later, the volcano's unusual activity gradually subsided, and Green confronted Slade again. He gripped the remaining throwing knives tightly, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Slade, meanwhile, was plotting how to catch Green in these harsh conditions; despite his injury, his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

After several exchanges, he now desired the brat's head even more.

"...What a pity! Such potential at such a young age, but unfortunately you've messed with the wrong person. You'll never live to adulthood!"

Green sneered, "Won't live to adulthood? You can say that when you actually catch me." His eyes were cold, but he knew in his heart that he was in a difficult situation.

At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened as dense volcanic ash and dark clouds obscured the sun, and flashes of electricity could be faintly seen within the volcanic ash.

Slade was startled by what he saw; even he, who often came here to collect yellow powder, had never seen such an unusual phenomenon. In that moment of distraction, Green seized the opportunity, his throwing knife shooting out like lightning. Slade hastily dodged, but the knife still grazed his arm.

Pressing his advantage, Green rushed forward and slashed Slade's waist with his dagger. Slade dodged the fatal blow but was still cut. He frowned slightly, but grabbed Green's collar and slammed him against a rock not far away.

Green was sent flying backward toward a huge rock. At the last second, Green threw his last throwing knife, embedding it in the rock, using the momentum to steady himself, and then, with a powerful push, bounced back and kicked Slade in the face.

Slade staggered back a few steps from the kick, his face filled with anger and shock. He wiped the blood from his mouth and nose and roared, "You brat, you're dead!"

After landing, Green quickly adjusted his posture and distanced himself from Sledra again. At this moment, a light drizzle of volcanic ash began to fall from the sky, making the already dangerous mountaintop environment even more challenging.

Green gripped the dagger tightly, his eyes fixed on Slade, not daring to let his guard down for a moment. Slade clenched his fists, his bones cracking, and with a sudden burst of speed, he charged towards Green like a madman.

Green knew he was no match for Slade in a head-on fight, so he sidestepped and, at the same time, seized the opportunity to grab Slade's wrist, trying to use the momentum to trip him.

However, Slade was prepared and swung his scythe in a backhand motion. Green immediately let go, and the scythe almost slashed Green's head.

This was thanks to the flexibility techniques Cardi taught him; he easily dodged with a half-backbend. Slade's offensive relentless, his big foot sweeping across Green's lower body, Green smoothly flipped several backflips with the dagger in his mouth and landed perfectly, looking like an eel in a stinky ditch.

The two exchanged blows in the blink of an eye, and Slade was seething with rage!

Slade roared and charged again, faster than before. Green inwardly cursed, knowing that if this continued, he would eventually expose a weakness.

But after only a few steps back, the feeling of his heels slipping made Green glance behind him. He looked down and saw that due to the large area of ​​the mountaintop collapse, much of the billowing smoke and scorching volcanic ash had dissipated, leaving only the chilling lava flowing and pumping below the crater.

The ground beneath my feet, no longer feeling safe, gradually cracked open, with molten lava seemingly visible within. The scorched earth beneath my feet was starting to feel hot, and the totem on my chest was stirring restlessly!

With no way out, Green had no choice but to fight to the death. Slade's killing intent intensified; even if it meant death, he vowed to kill this stubborn brat, thus fulfilling Madwood's request!

Seeing Slater still charging towards him recklessly, Green felt like cursing the most vile words in the world. ...Hey buddy? How much are you paying me? Working this hard!

While mentally complaining, Green forced himself to remain calm and hastily switched positions to a more advantageous one to defend against Slade's attacks. He then lazily rolled over and switched positions.

Unfortunately, even so, Green was forced to retreat, sustaining many wounds and almost being captured by Slade.

During the fight, Green noticed that Slade's right side was relatively weak in defense, so he decided to take a risk. He feinted to draw Slade's attention, then suddenly lunged at Slade's right side, stabbing his right arm with a dagger. Slade tried to dodge, but it was too late; the dagger grazed his right arm, and his scythe slipped from his grasp.

“Die!” Slade roared furiously, ignoring his injuries, grabbing Green’s wrist with his left hand, pulling him closer, and then slamming his knee into Green’s abdomen.

Green winced in pain, nearly vomiting his stomach acid, but he gritted his teeth and continued, ramming his head against Slade's chin. Slade was thrown backward, but didn't let go, only taking two steps back to stop just at the edge of the crater.

"...Ah!!" Green's right hand suddenly throbbed with pain. In the blink of an eye, Slade, with blood spurting from his nose, dragged him by his dislocated right wrist to the edge of the volcano's crater, below which lay lava thousands of degrees hot!

"What a pity about your head, it can't be kept as a collectible!" Slade suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if he had completed a mission. He really hadn't expected this kid to be so fast!

Green was terrified. In that life-or-death moment, he grabbed Slade's wrist with his left hand and twisted his legs tightly around Slade's left arm. Then, Green completely abandoned his right arm, dislocating it completely without uttering a sound.

"...Let's go to hell together!!" Driven to the brink, Green decided to take Slade down with him!

"!!!" Slade's physical strength had also reached its limit. He lost his balance and fell into the crater of the volcano and into the scalding lava along with Green.