Super Template System In Marvel and Beyond-Chapter 206: Legends VI

[You have entered the 66th island.]

[You deserve praise for reaching this place.]

[Give rest to the last remaining hero...]

The guardian of the 66th island was the last remaining hero. It was clear that this legend-turned-death knight was also suffering.

Dave looked around. The terrain was plain and flat, offering no obstacles.

Step.

Step, step.

A death knight clad in majestic armor slowly approached. Despite being just bones, there was an overwhelming sense of power in his movements.

'A sword...? I thought he could use a variety of weapons since he was the ultimate warrior.'

Above the knight's head, the name 'Madra' appeared in golden letters. He wielded an ordinary longsword, around one meter in length, and his purple glowing eyes observed Dave carefully.

"It has been 100 years since a human last set foot here," Madra spoke. "One day, Pagma died, my strength weakened, and the invasion of the great demons came to an end."

—That bastard!

A voice suddenly roared from within Madra's Sheath, the very relic Dave carried.

—Destroy it!

[Class Quest]

Take the title of 'Undefeated' for yourself by defeating Death Knight Madra.

There can be only one Undefeated King.

Quest Clear Condition: Defeat Madra

Quest Reward: Maximum affinity with Madra + Death Knight Madra's Swordsmanship

Quest Failure: Zero affinity with Madra + Loss of 'Madra's Successor' Class

"Did you defeat the halflings guarding the previous islands?" Madra asked.

"...?"

Halflings? Who was he referring to?

"Yes," Dave nodded.

"I see..."

Madra let out a deep sigh.

Indeed, the "halflings" he spoke of were the death knights of past legends. He didn't even see them as equals! Just how powerful was Madra?

"Well, it's Pagma's fault," Madra said, shaking his head. "Their names are legends, but in the end, they fell after becoming death knights. When Pagma died, their source of power was cut off, and they could no longer fight at their peak. But you..."

Madra narrowed his glowing eyes at Dave.

"You're quite skilled. For a human to defeat those halflings... You must also be a living legend... Hrmm?"

Suddenly, Madra cocked his head to the side.

"Why do I feel myself within you?" he asked.

Dave unsheathed Madra's Sheath and held it out.

"It's because of this," Dave answered.

Madra's glowing eyes flickered for a moment before he let out a low chuckle.

"So... you are my successor?"

Dave nodded.

Madra stood in silence before exhaling a faint breath.

"I have a successor..." he muttered. Then, his grip on his sword tightened.

"Great," he said, his tone shifting. "But there can only be one Undefeated King. Defeat me, and I shall pass on all that I have left in this body."

Dave's eyes sharpened.

"I will," he declared.

Madra raised his sword and took a stance.

"So... are you ready, my successor?"

Dave exhaled, gripping his weapon.

"My name is Dave, and I am ready."

"Very well, Dave," Madra said, his purple eyes flashing with battle intent.

The next moment, Death Knight Madra unleashed a terrifying sword strike, the force of it splitting the air like a razor, aiming directly for Dave's neck!

[You have suffered 11,200 damage.]

It was the highest amount of damage Dave had ever taken, but he didn't falter. With a swift Blink, he created distance between himself and Madra.

"100,000 Army Massacre Sword."

Chukak.

Chukakakakak!

Madra's majesty remained unshaken. His legendary technique, twice as fast as Pagma's Swordsmanship, unleashed a storm of slashes, cutting at Dave's body 40 times per second.

Dave's eyes widened. This technique...

Death knight Madra wasn't simply attacking—he was spreading his power across numerous strikes!

"My body is so weak that it can't even use the techniques perfectly," Madra muttered.

It was just as he said—Death Knight Madra's body was too weak to handle the techniques he once wielded flawlessly. Over time, his body has become weak.

To compensate, he had modified them—transforming a single powerful slash into multiple weaker slashes. This adjustment maintained the damage output while reducing the strain on his undead body.

[You have suffered 10,900 damage.]

[You have suffered 11,310 damage.]

[You have suffered 10,870 damage.]

[The experience of Tiramet's Belt has increased by 0.12%!]

[You have suffered 11,100 damage...]

After taking 11 strikes, Dave's body instinctively reacted.

He activated the skill, Madra Phantom steps, activated—providing evasion against all non-targeted skills.

Madra's relentless slashes, which had been tearing into Dave, suddenly started missing!

"...Um!"

For the first time, Madra was surprised.

His attacks, which had never missed before, were failing to land.

At that moment—

Dave's sword fell toward Madra's neck.

And it was the same 100,000 Army Massacre Sword- no it was the perfect 100,000 army massacre sword.

[Critical!]

[You have dealt 20,527,600 damage to the target!]

[You have recovered 3,079,340 health thanks to Elfin Stone's Ring!]

[You have exceeded the maximum health limit multiple times.]

[A shield has been formed using the excess health.]

A green shield formed around Dave, absorbing incoming attacks and protecting him from further damage.

"You used the original move of mine, unlike me," Madra remarked.

"It isn't easy to wield a sword with a body made only of bones. I can only use 100,000 Army Massacre Sword in this state."

"It's still powerful," Dave acknowledged.

Madra's figure blurred—he instantly reappeared at Dave's side, launching another attack!

However, this time, Dave switched to Pauld's Staff and began casting magic in response.

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"Mana Drain!"

Dave activated his skill, absorbing a vast amount of mana from Madra. Then, entering Mana Overlord State, he unleashed Frozen Kingdom.

Madra attempted to escape the area of effect, but Dave had already predicted his movement. He cast Frozen Kingdom at Madra's anticipated position, landing a direct hit.

Crack!

Madra's body froze solid, and a massive amount of damage was inflicted—three times over!

Sensing imminent defeat, Madra made a last desperate attempt.

"300,000...!"

"Army...!"

"Massacre...!"

"...Sword!"

He pushed his body beyond its limits, attempting to counter Dave's magic. However, his already cracked and damaged body could no longer withstand such power.

BOOM!

300,000 Army Massacre Sword backfired—completely shattering Madra's left arm and shoulder! His rib and leg bones collapsed, unable to handle the strain.

Flop!

The sword technique failed. Madra fell to the ground.

But he wasn't laughing anymore.

There was no hostility in his gaze. He looked up at Dave humbly, acknowledging his defeat. Even though he was about to lose the title of Undefeated King, a title he had defended for hundreds of years, there was no obsession or regret in his eyes.

Madra was tired.

Ever since his resurrection as a death knight, he had spent over 100 years in solitude on the 66th island. As the Undefeated King, he never complained, never expressed his sorrow, but deep inside—

He had longed for rest.

"Finally I can rest" he said as he fell.

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