Amidst the exclamations of the surrounding aboriginals.

Whoosh——

A silver lightning had already shot out from the crevice of the crowd. It was clearly a thin rapier, yet it carried the fury of wind and thunder, striking heavily upwards on the roaring obsidian saw sword with the might of a heavy weapon like a pike or polearm.

The clash of swords tore the air apart.

In an ear-splitting boom.

Uwakaza's body, resembling a real brown bear, was blasted away heavily.

This was exactly the realm Aiven was now infinitely close to, that of a Sword Master— "Lifting Light as Heavy"!

Bang!

After being smashed away, Uwakaza crashed to the ground, but relying on beastly combat intuition, he adjusted his stance, landing on his feet at the last moment.

Letting out a roar that seemed different from a human voice, intimidating the mountains and forests, his eyes widened as he charged up again with the saw sword in hand.

"Roar——!"

With each step, the ground shook like an earthquake, and even the smooth pebbles by the riverbank were almost crushed under his feet.

Even during the charge, his form began to gradually transform into a real brown bear, his coarse, hard fur thickly covering his skin, his bloodshot eyes filled with ferocity and madness.

It was only at this moment that the aboriginals realized in shock that their strongest Totem Warrior had been silently possessed by an evil spirit?!

Yet.

Due to their kinship, the Yucatan tribe's aboriginals found themselves at a loss, unable to decide whether to shoot or not.

Even Chief Apsuova, who was their backbone, was helpless. His authority came from his role as a Shaman and his wisdom, not because he was stronger than Uwakaza.

But Aiven's side had no such concerns.

"Hah!"

Gary, who long found Uwakaza displeasing, let out a loud shout, pulling out his wheel battleaxe from his back and charged forward.

[Extraordinary Ability: Frenzy!]

Gary was already well-practiced in using this berserk power.

At this moment.

Like an unstoppable brown bear on one side and an armored rhinoceros on the other, the two monster-like individuals collided heavily in a blink.

Boom——!

The equally matched forces made both sides of the collision take a few steps back simultaneously, then bounce back into a chaotic melee.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The clash of heavy cold weapons transformed into thundering explosions, echoing long in the sky above the riverbank.

"Chief Apsuova, in this case of possession, do you, as a Shaman, have any solutions?"

Aiven clearly saw that in the case of possession, even if Gary could kill the opponent, it wouldn't be of much use.

The evil spirit would remain unaffected; it could just find another host to possess.

However, Aiven did not believe it would find a better target than this "Brown Bear Warrior."

First of all, for an Extraordinary Knight, training always came with honing one's will. After reaching Tier 3, they could even condense their will into Combat Qi capable of affecting reality, shattering intangible curses with a single sword stroke.

It wasn't easy for an evil spirit to possess a Knight.

Among the strongest present, aside from Gary, the other three were in magic professions with Activated Spiritual Power. Want to possess them? You'd first have to survive a life-and-death spiritual battle on their home ground.

"The power of the 'Spirit of the Giant Bear' Gleam is known for its wildness and difficulty to control. Our 'Brown Bear Warrior' is strong, but the rate of losing control is also high.

Perhaps this unstable mental state, combined with the infection from those 'Skinless People' flesh and blood, gave the evil spirit an opportunity.

If he were in peak condition, I might attempt an exorcism for Uwakaza, but clearly, the power of this evil spirit far exceeds my limits. A non-formal-level Shaman cannot subdue it.

I know you and your companions are powerful extraordinaries. If you could help us solve the problem with Pocatello, you would be the most honored guests of the Yucatan Tribe!"

Seeing the situation slipping beyond his control, Apsuova spoke urgently, even making a solemn promise.

Implied was his admission of having run out of options.

According to the original legends about Pocatello, Apsuova believed that even if he couldn't eliminate the evil spirit, he could at least expel it, which was the most common method on this continent where everything has a spirit.

But he hadn't expected the evil spirit to inexplicably grow so much stronger, and seeing his tribal's strongest martial support about to be lost, the normally unperturbed tribal chief was suddenly anxious.

"Alright, I understand. My companions and I will give it our all!"

Through this unexpected encounter, Aiven realized another issue brought by faith and Natural Spirit worship within the 'Totem Warrior' series profession.

That is, the insufficiency in spiritual will training. Because there's always a thought of "relying on" or "borrowing" from "Natural Spirit" to handle things.

When facing spiritual attacks, the Shaman profession of native wizards fares a bit better, but the Warriors' profession's lack of mental stability becomes fully exposed.

However, how to solve this flaw will be dealt with after obtaining a sufficient number of "Totem Warrior Training Methodaries."

Suddenly.

Boom——!

In the howling gale, a massive black figure crashed heavily at Aiven's feet.

Surprisingly, it turned out to be Gary, wearing heavy armor and wielding a pure steel axe, with equipment apparently stronger than the opponent?!

With no time to ponder what had happened, hoping for Milan to act wasn't possible, so Aiven drew his sword from the sheath and charged forward.

Swoosh——

Fast as a phantom, in the blink of an eye, it blocked the path of the "Brown Bear Warrior" who charged with brute force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The obsidian saw sword, representing clumsy strength, with its heavy nature and shaman's blessing, dared to clash head-on even with Aiven's extremely sharp extraordinary weapon.

However, Aiven was not afraid at all.

Even holding a slender Swift Sword, he wielded it with the high-level swordsmanship of a half-step master, "Lifting Light as Heavy," unleashing the furious might of a Bone Shattering Warhammer.

Moreover, after the exchange, Aiven immediately understood why Gary, who had already activated his frenzy, was quickly repelled.

It's not his body; the evil spirit naturally didn't care.

The "Brown Bear Warrior" it controlled not only unlocked various restrictions within his body but also recklessly wielded his own power, attacking without defense and risking everything.

You slash with your sword, and he doesn't even guard, responding with a counter strike. In such a scenario, the basic attack and defense principles of combat were completely discarded.

Without being able to kill him, even if one is stronger by a rank or two, one would still be defeated, let alone someone like Gary, who was equally matched.

But...

For Aiven, who was already a Peak Knight and a half-step Sword Master, it was meaningless!

Seeing as even the "Skinless People" could keep moving after their heads were blown off, the nervous system was controlled by the evil spirit, so he would simply resort to structural destruction of the body.

Snap—

Like a fierce iron whip, he kicked the "Barbarian Bear" out from the shadow of the tree, exposing it in the last rays of the setting sun.

Then.

[Sword Style: Jumping Wave]

Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!...

In the blink of an eye, Aiven had multiplied into six, surrounding the enraged Brown Bear from ground to mid-air.

The longsword turned into a streak of white light, piercing the air with a sharp whistle, easily breaking through the brown bear phantom and steel-needle-like black fur covering Uwakaza.

Blood spurted from both shoulders, both legs, and both knees!

In the blink of an eye, the tendons supporting movement had all been severed.

Bang——!

The body tissues could no longer support that massive body, and Uwakaza crashed to the ground like a small mountain.

Unless the evil spirit could ignore physical laws, this "Brown Bear Warrior" wouldn't be able to move anytime soon.

However, despite that, he continued to twist and struggle, emitting shrill screams, like a bear, like a ghost, but nothing like a human!

But just after two cries.

"Uh..."

He was immediately stomped on the chest by Aiven, who followed closely, and as his mouth involuntarily opened wide.

Gulp gulp....

A bottle of high-purity No. 3 Holy Water, produced by the "Iron Cross Church," was poured directly into it.

Sizzle... Sizzle...

In an ear-piercing sound like roasting meat, white smoke emerged from Uwakaza's body, and the massive body gradually reduced back to its original size.

Even an alien ghost, as long as it abides by this world's rules, must fear "Holy Water," a positive energy conglomerate.

At the same time.

Milan, always maintaining a "Mind Connection" with Aiven from behind, quickly rushed forward.

Taking Aiven's "Magic Pocket," she drew out five birch stumps and nailed them into the ground around them in the shape of a regular pentagram.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a spiritual barrier targeting ghosts rose, incapable of entry or exit.

Understanding her limits, Milan quickly withdrew after setting it up.

Aiven, however, did not relax, quietly activating the "Silver Talisman" on him that guarded against negative energy and mental attacks, staring intently at the aboriginal warrior, who had returned to his normal state, panting heavily.

Bang——!

The next moment.

Even though the sun hadn't completely set, a dim shadow, entangled with white smoke, was forced out of the aboriginal warrior's body.

With a jolt, it lunged at Aiven, but was firmly blocked by the invisible barrier released by the "Silver Talisman."

Like a pallid octopus composed of a face and countless slender hands, it clung tightly to the barrier, scratching incessantly, attempting to invade Aiven's body.

"So ugly!"

Aiven faced the terrifying face, skin stretched tight, indistinguishable between genders, hollow eye sockets, and then the mouth opened abruptly, black and seemingly connecting to the deepest abyss of hell.

Screech——!!!

That sharp sound, like claws scratching glass, emanated from its mouth.

The pale hands behind it fell off and differentiated.

Squeak squeak squeak...

As they tumbled to the ground, they transformed into a group of bizarre spirit bodies, half-childlike and half-beaver-like.

With massive incisors, they lunged towards the five birch stumps.

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