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Ilseom of self-reliance-
After six attempts.
Finally, it pierces the shield and pierces the guy’s heart.
“Next guy, come out, f*uck!”
He was an annoying opponent.
* * *
They were all tough opponents.
When the earthen pot of the seventh dead was broken and sent back to the underworld.
Immediately, the eighth dead man attacked. There is no warning anymore. tired. Even if you ask for a break, they won’t grant it. Their nature and strength were different, so each opponent had to learn how to destroy them. The joy of learning with my own eyes the seasons of the powerful men who ruled the times has diminished. I really want to stop now.
* * *
They came out one by one. At first, I thought it was the pride of the strong. Later, I thought it was a restriction imposed by the devil. I realized something strange after some of them started using despicable methods to disrupt the fight. Although he did not come forward, he exerted influence indirectly, such as by draining energy or impairing the senses with magic. That means they can quit ‘Ilgito’ and attack me at any time to kill me. Heroes who were friendly to me fell one after another, and now the only ones left were vicious people who were called ‘kings’ of the era, but were sometimes recorded as ‘villains’. I felt only murderous intent from these guys. But they didn’t attack all at once. Why?
What is deterrence?
something.
Are you afraid?
* * *
I am not negative.
However, he is not a very positive person.
There’s half a drink left in the cup!
Wow, we’re only halfway through.
I killed half of the dead!
f*uck, there’s only half left.
* * *
Coswell’s Weapon Master, who freely wielded six swords and nine weapons.
Likewise, the moment when he transformed Skjänder and defeated him with countless weapon techniques.
[Kill him!]
Suddenly, the remaining dead began to attack simultaneously. They are the ones who have watched me and figured out my skills. He let down his guard and exploded with great power, as if he wanted to kill me at once.
“Wait a minute, you cowards!”
I was so exhausted that I realized that I had failed in the passing period of the nine strong players.
can not avoid. I might have to prepare to have at least one of my arms cut off.
‘Cheonan Tong’ faced their attacks without missing a beat.
However, the heavy body did not move easily.
I had no choice but to watch the nine powers that killed me.
“Tsk.”
Be prepared to sacrifice your arm.
It was time to focus my energy.
Toad duduk!
When I came to my senses, the situation was already over.
I was embarrassed looking at the ‘cut off arms’. Of course, the nine pairs of arms scattered on the floor were not mine. What happened? didn’t see it Why were their arms cut off? What kind of situation is this? And the moment I realized that I couldn’t see, a feeling of fear came over my heart. No matter how strong one becomes, human nature is deeply imprinted and cannot be erased. It became difficult to even breathe due to the unknown I was facing. I managed, with all my might, to grasp what had just happened.
there was.
Far away.
Dead man.
He was not one of the twenty-one dead.
Where did it come from?
I do not know. I can not know. What is certain is that he is a being of such high rank that even the kings and heroes of the past could not compare to him. I later confirmed that he was holding a sword. Did he cut it? In an instant, it was so secretly and quickly that my eyes could not detect it when I activated the Cheonan Tong. Did he separate the arms of the nine dead?
It was the first time that Cheonan Tong had missed someone else’s movements.
no.
Yes, there was.
‘Lanista’.
I didn’t think he was a strongman on the same level as Lanista.
But if you swallow the humiliation and think humbly.
That unknown person is definitely there.
It was clear that he was stronger than me.
* * *
The unknown man had the appearance of a shabby old man.
[Tsk tsk. You’re breaking the rules.]
He spoke in a hoarse voice.
The dead who had their arms cut off were angry. They immediately changed their target and attacked the old man. Even if their arms were cut off, their mysterious powers were strong enough. If you are not a being who is ‘out of bounds’, you are stuck.
But for a moment.
Just when I thought the old man had raised his sword.
At a phenomenal speed that surpasses what a doctor could convey.
The dead were torn to pieces.
The dead, broken into pieces, pollute the floor in vain.
Kwazijijijik-!
‘Sound’ followed.
It preceded the old man’s black voice.
The dead are not weak. They were heroes of the past and powerful figures of their times. However, they could not sustain a single dead person. I couldn’t resist or even fight back. It was fleetingly reduced to ashes and scattered. The old man did not pay much attention to the wonderful sight he had created. He strokes his gray beard and clicks his tongue.
[Ah, annoying guys.]
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The old man showed great strength, but he thought it was a hassle, like cutting off a twig from a tree.
I faced reality.
His power is equal to or greater than mine.
In other words, he is a person who has reached the end of the world of peace.
If you want to confront him, you can’t be stubborn.
I immediately joined forces with Dalbi and entered the state of a fairy tale. As blue light filled the cavity, the bronze walls reflecting the light shone dazzlingly. But the area around the old man was still pitch black. The state of a fairy tale is the power of taking control of space. However, I could not take over the territory that the old man controlled. Even if you do your best, you cannot guarantee victory. It was the first powerful enemy I faced after entering a new realm.
It was time to confront him nervously.
ah!
The Archduke’s single scream rang out. I was so focused on the old man that I didn’t even notice.
The Grand Duke of Matherand collapsed, clutching his chest. Everything happened in an instant. Like dandelion seeds blowing in the wind, her form collapsed and scattered. The Archduke’s shouting did not end.
“Save me… … .”
I couldn’t hold Jade’s hand that was reaching out to me.
Jade, filled with fear, soon disappeared without leaving a trace.
Admiral Salabe, the dead man who fought against him, and the archduke’s ancestors had also disappeared.
I quickly followed the traces.
My pounding heart seems unable to find its proper place.
no.
So vainly.
[There is no need to worry.]
The old man answered indifferently.
Yeah, the author might know.
I swung the Skade Mer. The released sword struck the old man with the force of splitting the mountain.
However, the moment the attack reached close range, the enormous power evaporated in an instant.
[What a shameful guy. If I didn’t value you, I would have cut off your head right away.]
I immediately regained my composure.
“… Are they dead?”
[Yes, just dead for a moment.]
“What do you mean?”
[Tsk. Since this is a place where death has taken root, isn’t it natural for people to be deprived of the nutrients of life? Strong like me- or like you… Unless you’re strong, you won’t be able to last long.]
The old man said, glaring at me with narrow eyes.
[Can you cut down death?]
“If I have to cut it down. “I’m willing to cut it down.”
[good night. If so, Materand’s baby will also be revived. Death is ‘if you kill me-!’ Ha ha ha ha ha!]
The old man laughed, wondering what made him happy. He was holding his stomach and laughing for a while, then suddenly stopped. He spoke to me with such a deadpan expression that it felt like the laughter and laughter just moments ago was like acting.
[I look forward to you becoming my match.]
Even if you hide your expression-
I couldn’t hide the fiery desire in my eyes. The desire was childlike, pure, simple, and powerful. He enjoys fighting, loves it, and values it more than life. I know a crazy person whose eyes look exactly like the author’s. The old man looks alike.
Finish.
Even his nickname… … .
I politely asked the old man a question.
“Son of Libera and King of the Empire, Polestar Kunkan Reinberg meets you.”
[haha. It was the Empire. Yes, seeing as he calls me senior, I guess you are just like me?]
“I guess so. No, it is an undeniable truth. you are… “Are you who I think you are?”
The old man raised one eyebrow greatly.
[Sneaky guy. Do I really need to introduce you?]
“We will soon be competing for life and death, so why don’t you show some courtesy to the old man too?”
[That makes sense. Okay, I’ll tell you. Although he overcame the ninety stigmata, became the savior of the great desert, and received the respect of 101 knights, he is now just an idiot who has been a prisoner of death for a thousand years. ha ha ha! Later people look up to me and think of me as a ‘fighter’. But look at this guy who is revered as a god. Aren’t you just the manager of the ‘trophy display case’? ha ha ha!]
Tussin, Venver.
Most of the explanation ends with the fact that Lanista’s nickname is the second coming of Tushin.
He was the most eccentric knight, warrior, lord, and subject who ever lived (now the Lanistas take on that honor). He faced the nation alone, traveled freely through the once forbidden land of the demihumans, and the number of demons he hunted exceeded two figures.
Above all, he is an unprecedented powerhouse who wrote the first edition of ‘Simsapgeomnyeondo’.
He has created countless notoriety across continents.
In the end, he was recognized by everyone and dared to be called ‘God’ with ‘human body’.
[I have been searching for a family rival my whole life. When was the last time you experienced a satisfying fight? Even after his death, he pretended to be a jailer and dealt with the powerful men of his time. No one could make me happy. But, if it were you… … .]
The old man smiled brightly like a child.
[Let’s have fun!]
A child who doesn’t know anything about the world and ‘they’ have something in common.
The ‘that’ that I am also gradually becoming like-
Purity.
It is also madness.
Pain, death, murder, despair –
It was nothing to the old man.
What he is truly suffering from is futility.
The loneliness I felt because I had no one to confront.
It was an extravagant feeling that I still don’t understand.
Since he must have felt thirsty for over a thousand years, I sympathized with him a little.
As the old man grasped the sword, his momentum changed.
Even though he didn’t do anything, he radiated amazing power.
Let’s show off our momentum in earnest.
I had the illusion that millions of armies were lining up in front of me.
[First, take it lightly.]
visor-!
Swing the sword diagonally from the left to down.
Basic cutting.
No different technology.
However, they fought back with Skade Mer.
The moment sword and sword collided, I felt it painfully.
Is this a sword that has been swung millions or tens of millions of times?
Kang! Kang! Kang!
Every time the swords collided, the bronze wall vibrated.
His and my energy clashed violently and the ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.
The old man’s ‘sword’ was not as flashy, fancy, or unusual as the other dead people’s.
But it was incomparably stronger.
Just swinging the sword and cutting –
It is a state of transcending limits in action.
I faced the old man’s sword with difficulty.
If you’re not careful, you’ll lose your head. I can’t die in vain here. Panic and fear creep in, but suddenly they are blocked by a ‘wall’ and disappear. I didn’t deny myself. It had already been acknowledged a hundred times. Good luck! A childlike fighting spirit made my body hot.
fantasy,
