One Strike

Edgar held his sword with his hands while he was staring at the ogre with a smile."Ogre, does your world have an underworld?"

"Hahahaha human, you are funny! You think you can kill me?!! But it doesn't hurt to tell you as you will die anyway. My soul has been sold to Alkars, so if I die, my soul and body will belong to them! Human, in your current situation, you can only cast one powerful magic skill before getting completely exhausted, but how can a low-level magician like you cast magic that can defeat me?! Is your brain working right?! Maybe my curse fire affected your brain!" Roshack had a mocking face while talking. He did not know that death was already near him.

Edgar still smiled at the ogre. He was not affected by his mockery.

"One strike is enough. Ogre, time for your soul to meet your owner."