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I suddenly remembered the words of the Mysterious Demon Emperor.
The Manifestation Demon Emperor released his soul from his body, overcame death and remained in this world.
After that, for hundreds of years, he waited in seclusion in a secret skyscraper hidden by all kinds of mystery and magic. When I invaded his territory, he was happy, calling me light.
Blaming his own mistake for being trapped in an isolation space where not even the Shinigami can visit.
He was clearly afraid of the ‘Reaper’.
At that time, I thought the Shinigami was an abstract expression.
Death comes to those whose life line is cut off.
It means itself.
But when I think about it now, there were many parts that were unclear. Why did the Manifestation Demon Emperor, who separated his soul through the spell of Manifestation, bother to confine himself in an isolation space? In order to protect the holy relics of Deuk, it is wiser to use other means. If it weren’t for me with Cheonan-Tong, he would have been trapped in the quarantine space forever.
Even with the Cheonan eye, which can see souls, I have never seen a ‘reaper’.
From my past life to the present.
A transcendent being who took the lives of the dying did not appear.
So, do the Shinigami exist?
Perhaps the Shinigami that the Manifestation Demon Emperor feared was not the ‘Grim Reaper’ of common belief.
It is such a threat that it must be ‘protected’ by confining itself to an isolation space.
Not an abstract concept, but something that exists in reality.
He really wants to ‘reap’ his soul.
Wasn’t it some kind of being that collected ‘souls’?
The infamous Manifestation Demon Emperor’s achievements were certainly on par with theirs.
[Heroes leave no remains. If he disappeared at some point, he would definitely have headed to Valhalla.]
This is a famous passage from a classic play. Those who were called heroes died after living a windy life. A life with no beginning or end. So people in the olden times thought that when a hero’s soul dies, it goes not to the underworld but to a sacred place for heroes called ‘Valhalla’.
In reality, it wasn’t.
They are obsessed with death, trapped like prisoners in this empty bronze cave.
I pulled out my skand de mer and aimed it at the poor dead men who had once been the heroes and great kings of their time. We must fight against the mighty powers of the past. Although I was surprised, the shock soon turned into upheaval. I saw this as a rare opportunity rather than a hateful moment. If there was a Lanista, he would have shouted like this.
[I’m jealous, I’m jealous. What a joyous occasion!]
It was humiliating, but I had no choice but to admit it. I am already converted. We are no longer ‘Earthlings’. I changed countless times and soon became different as the number of blades he plunged into my body. If it were me in my past life, I would have faced this with difficulty, thinking it was an ordeal. But now, I was laughing secretly at the dead people, thanks to a coincidence that was like the best of luck.
haha-!
Powerful people who dominated the era -!
How many opponents are there against me in this era? Even the proud Duke Solgar was easily defeated even without using his full strength. It may be a continent beyond, but on at least two continents, there is no one who can challenge me anymore.
But what about the times?
The oldest of them is an ancient king from thousands of years ago, now forgotten.
How strong is it? What power do you use? What can I learn – what can I gain?
[He is a berserker.]
There was someone who noticed my trembling. He was a southerner wearing a strange-looking armor covered in crocodile skin and chains wrapped around his entire body. His body is tall and thin, but his muscles look flexible and strong like those of a cat.
[In accordance with the oath.]
He came forward and spoke.
[The Chainlord offers an unwilling sacrifice to Death, Death-seeker. Please, as a senior, please.]
Despite his ferocious appearance, his eyes were warm.
Contrary to his warm eyes, his mood was ferocious.
[Please don’t die.]
The Chain Lord came running, holding two scythes connected by chains.
* * *
[The dead guys somehow manage to stay sane. Hahaha-!]
[You are not dead either. Get out of the way. We take revenge on the devil… … .]
[Ha, how can you deal with someone who couldn’t even deal with you? That’s good. What bothers the living is that the spirit’s ‘dream spot’ is disturbed. I have to play with my junior to use it.]
[Why do you call us juniors? Who are you?]
[The sailors are all my juniors, so are they my teachers? Let’s see, a hundred years have passed. Still, you wouldn’t have forgotten it, right? The pirate ‘Blackbeard’?]
[black… mustache… … !]
Admiral Salave and the dead were blocked by a large man with a dark beard and were unable to move. The army of thirty dead was crushed by his force and became shabby.
He was a pirate who once conquered a strange sea using only an old sailing ship.
The protagonist of a thrilling ghost story, the one that sailors fear more than ghosts, and the one who possessed a power equivalent to that of the Materand Navy.
A two-legged battleship or a pirate who rules the seven seas –
Blackbeard Edward Gavda.
* * *
[Oh my. How many generations of your family are you?]
Jade Dinette Matherand looked at him with complicated feelings.
The idol of my childhood, the hero I envied, is standing before my eyes.
[That’s strange. I don’t feel a ‘curse’ from you.]
Jade answered with a trembling voice. She didn’t even understand her own feelings. She felt proud of herself for overcoming the curse, but she also felt guilt toward her ancestors who had died from the curse.
[The curse has been lifted… The mermaids escaped the storm and regained their freedom.]
Chrysocolla smiled gently and encouraged her, as if he understood her feelings.
[Hehe. After hundreds of years… … ! You have broken the hateful curse placed on our family. I’m proud of you. The power I feel from you! How could this force be as vast as the ocean and as ferocious as a storm? You are better than me.]
“that… … ! “Nothing can compare to the great pioneer, Chrysocola.”
[great… A pioneer, hehe. I am just a sinner and cannot be called a hero. I made countless mistakes for the greater good. Ah, my brothers, my nephews! The sorrow of all the wronged people who died while being framed as devils!]
Jade wanted to comfort Chrysocola, who was suffering from guilt.
However, the extended hand did not comfort Chrysocola’s shoulder.
visor-!
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His rapier pierced Jade’s heart like a thunderbolt. An instantaneous surprise attack. If it weren’t for the ‘mermaid’s scales’, my heart would have been pierced. Jade quickly took a step back. What was inside hurt more than his throbbing chest.
“Why do we have to fight!”
Chrysocolla stabbed the rapier.
Even though he was the perpetrator, he answered with a sad expression.
[I’m sorry. I’m just his puppet. Please forgive me for not being able to do anything. please… Get over me… Continue the glory of full-blooded warfare, not full-blooded fighting.]
If Jade’s power was a storm, Chrysocola’s black thunderbolt was.
The fight between the two was as fierce as a thunderstorm.
* * *
The Grand Duke of Matherand confronts his ancestor.
Admiral Salave and his troops also fought in charge of one.
Nevertheless, the remaining dead number up to nineteen.
I looked at them. As the Chain Lord stepped forward, the remaining dead retreated. The good news is that they don’t seem to have any intention of attacking him at the same time. Is it the pride of the strong? Anyway, it was fortunate. No matter how much I was, I couldn’t deal with 19 warriors who were so close to fire at the same time.
You can’t deal with it carelessly.
I calmed down. A dark sword gleams on Skade Mer’s blade. The senses expand, and hundreds of eyes and ears appear in this cool bronze cave. The length of the sword is 90cm, but its range is everywhere the eye can see. I demonstrated with all my might the martial arts skills I had accumulated so far. However, the first opponent, the Chain Lord, twitched his cheek as if he was not pleased.
[Use all your strength.]
He was aware of my other powers.
“There is no need for that.”
But I don’t use it. This is not a life-or-death struggle with the devil. You risk your life, but the purpose is not to survive, but to fulfill your ideals.
[You are arrogant.]
The Chain Lord immediately realized what I meant. Yes, it’s arrogant. Because I regarded them as ‘experience points’.
[However, it is strong.]
I tried to fight back using only my inner strength and my sword – the power engraved in me by Lanista. I didn’t even borrow Dalbi’s power. Dalbi grumbled with a pouty face, but he couldn’t give in this time.
This is ‘by chance’.
The Chain Lord was an overlord who ruled the south.
That power is beyond that of a master.
[Beware of poison.]
For those who have surpassed the level of ‘human’, even their energy changes. Like Solgar’s Bakunawa and Prince Mateland’s Storm. But I didn’t see such a clear change. The Chain Lord was dead, but when he was alive, he exuded the power of a king who ruled the continent without hesitation. His energy materialized, and soon the surrounding area was covered with green mist.
Tsutsutsu-!
Even if he didn’t tell me.
I knew it was a deadly poison that would kill me instantly just by touching it.
I increased the strength of my Danjeon against him. The fierce energy pushes away the deadly poison.
Even the bronze wall began to melt due to the collision of the two energies trying to dominate the space.
-A fight between experts ends in one second.
“I know even if you don’t say it.”
Lanista’s shout hits my ears.
[Face it!]
Whick!
phut!
The Chain Lord’s sword was swung dangerously. The two scythes split the air, and a poisonous fog replaced the split air. In response, I launched a light attack and escaped the scythe’s range. Even if you block the scythe, the deadly poison that follows is dangerous.
Whick! Whick!
It felt like dealing with a huge lawnmower. The scythe, which was constantly swung, completely dominated the 10m space. It surpassed the speed that humans can achieve. All of his attacks were real, and there were no imaginary numbers. He is not very talented. However, if it had been a battlefield, even thousands of troops would not have been able to withstand that vicious poison and violence.
It’s wisest to keep your distance and avoid him until he gets tired, but-
So there was no reason not to use other powers.
I unleashed my Cheonan-eye and walked into the fierce grinder. Sae-gyeom, who had been difficult to follow with the naked eye, was now just slow. Now my body must follow the world that Cheonan Tong shows.
Whoosh!
[Hoo?]
Protects the body from deadly poison with strength.
He narrowly avoided the attacks coming from all directions.
If that time exceeds a few seconds, it can definitely create a gap.
[…] That’s amazing.]
but.
I saw a ‘gap’ though.
Didn’t pay attention.
“Shhh. Swish. Swish swish.”
Literally-
It is ‘training’.
I locked myself in the Chain Lord’s crusher and practiced dodging it countless times. For me, who had been dealing with only trivial enemies with an overwhelming advantage, it gave me the overwhelming feeling of overcoming death once again! What wonderful ‘training’ this is!
Let’s just keep avoiding Sae-gyeom.
The Chain Lord, who had been praising with a happy face, also gradually hardened his expression.
He soon lost his temper and asked in a voice that was suppressing his anger.
[if… Are you insulting me?]
I wiped my sweat refreshingly.
“Is that possible?”
He wasn’t stupid.
[good night. It’s degrading enough. Try to avoid this too!]
The Chain Lord briefly held the chain connected to the scythe and spun it at high speed.
It was so fast that a strong wind blew. It must have been invincible in the jungle because it was surrounded by a poisonous fog and the scythe was swung like a snake hunting. I understood a hundred times why he was the ruler of the South and established a brilliant empire.
[bout-!]
He accumulated power by rotating his sword and launched an attack with a thunderous roar.
flashing light.
visor-!
“Whoa.”
Cut it out.
Two scythes with broken chains were stuck in the bronze wall.
Although I pretended to be calm.
I barely managed to cut it.
It was a speed that exceeded expectations.
[…] … !]
Looking at him in bewilderment.
I just realized that attack was his last resort.
Both arms of a praying mantis were cut off. I walked forward with great strides and plunged Skade Mer’s blade directly into his ‘rotten heart’. As he fell, he looked at me with empty eyes and then spoke in a soft voice.
[Thank you, ah-]
He was reduced to dust and scattered.
“I learned a lesson.”
I engraved it.
How he deals with Hye-gyeom-
Even if you can’t use it right now because your skills are low.
The scene engraved with Cheonan Tong will never be forgotten.
If you continue to practice, there will be a time when you will be able to use it.
The dead did not come back to life.
I confirmed it with Cheonan Tong. The ‘rotten heart’ that moves the dead existed within them, unlike Admiral Salave and the dead. This is probably because the power of the old kings and heroes is too strong to be connected with a string.
Once the Chainlord disappeared.
The expressions of the remaining dead changed.
They felt helpless, empty, and even bored.
The eyes are too bright to be those of the dead.
It began to burn with desire and joy.
[Vanguard Todou Gurambe! I challenge you to a fight, knight of the empire!]
thud!
Following.
A knight in plate armor carrying a huge shield stepped forward.
I couldn’t hide my excited expression and answered with a wide smile.
“yes!”
Oops, I was so excited like a child.
fantasy,
