I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God Chapter 181

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Episode 181

The fact that there is a limit to the number of times Divine Protection can be used may be surprising, but it was not completely unexpected to me.

Reversion, retrograde, or retrograde… … .

The ability to interfere with time has never been heard of, even in divine protection, magic, or magic.

In other words, it is generally correct to say that it is impossible.

– We did not send you to the past simply to promote your growth. I don’t know if you believe it, but retrogrades are annoying to me too.

Even my teacher, Baek No-gwang, who seems to have no such thing as an impossible task in the world, went so far as to say that it was a hassle, so I said it all.

therefore… … .

Could it be that the second sister-in-law was giving me advice in her own way?

For some reason, the image of the sister sitting on top of the rocky mountain of Yeongsan came to mind. Sitting as if doing zazen, waving the iron wire.

He speaks to me in his characteristic quiet voice.

Not yet.

Now is not the time to write.

“Tsk tsk tsk…” … .”

Strangely, I kept laughing.

To be honest, I don’t know my condition either.

To put it bluntly, the fear of a gigantic being that cannot be resisted.

It would be the anger that comes from that being trying to control this body as it pleases.

Are fear and anger compatible emotions?

I thought as I diligently broke down the Deathbury.

Anyway, after learning about these circumstances, I felt like I understood a little about the Demon King’s principles of action, which I had never understood.

This guy’s goal wasn’t to kill me.

They’re pushing you to use regression.

in other words… … .

‘Death is not a condition of return.’

If death triggered regression, the Demon King had no reason to do anything foolish on the third floor.

All you have to do is kill me.

Of course, I wouldn’t have died obediently and would have kicked a tantrum, but at least I would have shown my murderous intent more actively than I do now.

It still is.

The presence of Desbury’s army surrounding me on all sides was clearly overwhelming, but it didn’t feel like they were trying with all their might to kill me.

Rather, it feels like they are slowly tightening the noose and forcing the prey to give up.

‘… … .’

Of course, I am a man with a rebellious spirit, and the more forcefully I command, the more reluctant I am to do it.

Whether the opponent is a demon lord, a god, a transcendent being, or an absolute being. That doesn’t really matter.

What’s really important is that they try to use me to create situations as they please.

‘… ‘I’m getting angry.’

It will probably be impossible for me to go through the many hardships I will face in the future and not use regression until the end.

No matter when.

I will fail, regret, and regress once again.

But that moment is not now, at least.

Without returning, I will defeat the Demon King in this situation.

Kwasik!

I think as I blow off Desbury’s chin.

There isn’t enough time.

‘The Demon King of the Blood Moon still doesn’t know who I am.’

So, at what moment does Luan Badniker feel the urge to return?

It’s a race against time.

Did Desbury first see the true nature of me?

Or should I find a way out first?

It was a situation without an answer, but I still think there was a chance of victory.

It’s because of the second sister-in-law.

My sister-in-law believes that I can overcome the current crisis. That made the bell ring and made me step back.

“… … .”

It goes through a process of observation, interpretation, and consideration. It was not easy to do this while dealing with the approaching enemies.

In the first place, acting like this wasn’t my aptitude, but… … .

How can a person live doing only what he wants to do?

I worked my head so hard that steam came out of my head.

First of all, time.

Eyes that can pierce the darkness and even see into the enemy’s insides – that would be a grandiose name, but how about calling it Hwaan Geumjeong?

With Hwaan Geumjeong, I see the Desbury Corps and pursue a sense of incongruity. Still, I listened to him.

To me, hearing is an auxiliary role to sight.

Unlike vision, which is blocked by terrain and can only check the front, hearing has a much freer range.

It was a means of checking in all directions in most situations.

I listened to the sounds happening outside my field of vision.

Because now is not the time to use my sense of smell and taste.

In the end, the last thing I focused on was touch.

By destroying Deathbury, I checked to see if there were any differences between these seemingly identical doll legions.

To be honest, I don’t know.

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The feeling of being struck was generally similar. This meant that not only the opponent’s reaction but also durability was similar.

‘Anyway, it doesn’t seem like the numbers have decreased… … .’

When the fight started, it seemed like quite a few people were hit, but the visible numbers remained the same.

Suddenly, I understood what Seren had said.

Splitting and regenerating enemies were said to be annoying.

‘… Shall we cut the thread?’

The most obvious way to stop a puppet from moving in the first place would be to kill the person controlling it… … .

It is difficult for any country to destroy the moon floating in the sky.

In the end, I decided to do the next best thing and cut the threads that connected all Deathbury.

I pulled out the Seven Deadly Sins Sword and injected energy rather roughly.

In fact, the rough blade unique to the Seven Deadly Sins Sword was not suitable for cutting things… … .

Anyway, that thread was strong enough to be defenseless even if it was just a wire, so I thought it might be better than the Yin-Yang Tao.

I dodged Deathbury’s claw attack and struck the sword of the Seven Deadly Sins at the thread attached to the nape of my neck.

Sigh!

The sound of the thread breaking sounded somewhat harsh. Her wrists were stiff, as if she had hit a rebar.

Slurp… … .

The moment the thread was cut, Desbury fell down helplessly. The fallen Desbury completely stopped moving without even a sign of writhing.

Is this the most certain way?

I put more strength into the hand holding the sword and began to cut away the thread as I could.

That was when I cut about twenty threads.

Kaang… … !

“… … !”

The Seven Deadly Sins Sword flew out.

For a moment, my wrist felt sore, and I almost lost sight of the hilt of the sword.

‘just now… … ?’

Let alone cutting, I couldn’t even put a scratch on the thread.

Of course, I swung my sword with the same force. My mental strength and internal strength are still strong, so I did not fail to control my strength.

in other words.

‘There is a very strong thread.’

In other words, the person to whom that thread is attached is a special individual.

The only one with a particularly strong thread attached to it. I gained confidence that went beyond suspicion.

What kind of guy was he?

I quickly rolled my eyes and was soon able to find the object.

That Deathberry looked similar to the other one, was similar in size, and even did what he did… … .

There were definitely differences as well.

‘Is this guy the only one with glaring eyes?’

Just like the first guy I blew up.

On the other hand, the other Desbury’s eyes looked ordinary. I only realized it now because it was dark, but fortunately it wasn’t too late.

I thought about the main body – the guy I had arbitrarily assumed.

If I attack again, will I be able to cut it clearly?

So, if you put a lot of energy into it and swing it with all your might.

‘… ‘It’s ambiguous.’

I think there might be a chance if you use self-salt, but even that is not certain.

The durability of the thread I just experienced was amazingly strong.

‘furthermore.’

I glanced in the direction where Charon and Seren were.

They’re relatively trustworthy, but I’m not sure if they’ll still be friendly if they find out I’m a church member.

So the worst case scenario is… … .

This is a case where even yarn dyeing was used but the thread could not be sewn.

With just one attack.

I definitely have to cut it down.

‘… wait for a sec.’

Suddenly, a trick came to mind.

This is a way to definitely cut that thread without using yarn dyeing.

I groped inside my chest with the hand that was not holding the Seven Sins Sword.

It’s a little warm due to body temperature, but I can feel the cool texture of metal on my fingers.

This is it.

No matter how strong that thread is, there is definitely a tool that can cut it… … . no.

Holy relic.

Kugugugugugugugu… … !

It was that moment.

A loud vibration spread throughout the building.

The shaking was so loud that it literally felt like the earth was shaking, and I almost lost my balance for a moment.

“Tsk… … !”

“Suddenly what-.”

Charon and Seren stumbled much more violently than I did. Still, looking at his voice, it seemed like he still had some energy.

“… for a moment. “That can’t be-.”

And Charon’s eyes looked out the window… … .

‘It’s really f*cked up.’

I also saw that scene.

* * *

The situation in Building No. 12 of the research building was not good.

Just like the scene Luan saw on the third floor, it was because of the panic that arose from within.

In the end, the dean’s barrier was broken.

Should I say I am fortunate?

It did not completely collapse and disappear.

“Even the second floor is now the limit… … !”

“Damn it, go up to the third floor! “Evacuate the cadets first!”

“yes!”

A research building with a total of 4 floors.

At first, the barrier magic surrounded the entire building, but not now.

Because the barrier was half destroyed, the dolls were allowed to invade, so they had no choice but to evacuate upstairs.

From the 1st floor to the 2nd floor.

And now from the 2nd floor to the 3rd floor.

‘Damn… … .’

Barter chewed his lips.

If things continue like this, it will be ruined anyway. If the front line was pushed to the rooftop like this, there would be no more place to run to.

‘Could I have handled it better?’

I’m talking about cadets, not dolls.

In the end, these four months were caused by their mental breakdown.

Would the situation have been a little better if they had been coerced into submission or had used force to knock them all out?

… Probably not.

At first, I resented the cadets’ weak spirit, but it was actually natural.

This is one of the representative negative effects of land stained with musical instruments.

A contagion of madness.

Even the Demon King of the Blood Moon, Hadenaihar, was the master of madness.

It was natural that the spirit of the cadets, who had no protection and no training, would be broken.

To be honest.

Barter could feel his mind slowly coming and going.

“Captain! “I can’t see the prince!”

At that time, Marco spoke in an urgent voice and started talking nonsense.

“Please allow me to leave for a moment!”

“Not allowed! “Hold your position!”

“but… … !”

“What do you think will happen if you leave now?”

Marco trembled at the sound of Barter’s roar.

“The front line is collapsing! A doll is attacking! If they come to where the dean is and kill him! “Everyone in this building is going to die anyway!”

There were a total of two stairs leading to the third floor.

Although the other side is preventing it with the help of Hector Badniker and Youngdo, the overall situation is not good.

This is because the absolute number of people is insufficient.

“I know you are the 4th prince’s close associate! But at the same time, they are also part of a special task force! Marco Angela! Follow orders!”

“… All right.”

Even though Barter heard the answer, he had no choice but to keep his eyes on Marco.

This was because I didn’t know when or in what form the madness that had settled into that guy would manifest.

For the sake of the prince, he could swing his sword at those around him.

Barter had to be as wary of his current allies as he was of the group of puppets he was dealing with, and even of his own mental state.

Therefore, it was difficult to hold Barter responsible for what happened immediately.

“W-I’m going to get out of here…” … ! “Get out of the way!”

“what? Hey, hey! stop!”

The cadet who was supposed to be in the rear let out a loud scream, pushed one of the special forces members, and threw himself among the dolls.

“Ah, ah! It’s liberation… … !”

The cadet, who let out a voice filled with joy, was soon pierced through the neck by a long spear.

Was it lucky for that cadet that he went crazy?

He died with a face that did not even feel pain.

“… shit.”

Barter Goodspring tried to pretend not to have seen it.

I realized it at the same time.

Either early or late.

If this continues, the people inside the building will soon be wiped out.

‘How much time has passed?’

Once I entered a full-scale combat situation, I couldn’t feel the passage of time.

It feels like not even an hour has passed.

It feels like twelve hours have already passed.

In fact, in such an urgent situation, is there anyone who can accurately measure the passage of time?

-there was.

The location is the rooftop.

A purple archmage who is desperately trying to suppress the mana running rampant within his body.

Alderson Marvre.

‘… Twelve hours have passed.’

There have already been many victims. Their souls still remain on this earth, but they may have already suffered significant damage.

I don’t know if cadets who have experienced death will be able to fully recover.

In the past, all those who returned from a land invaded by musical instruments had gone crazy.

Alderson.

All academy students were considered family. It was an extremely boring remark, and I didn’t reveal it to anyone, but that was my true intention.

So my heart was heavy.

The current situation is not good, but I know that the real worst begins now.

“Ha, Dean. Um, that… … .”

Arin Ohandel spoke in a trembling voice.

Dean Alderson stared ahead with a calm gaze.

The legendary White Knights rode Pegasus, but even Alderson could not create an artificial horse to carry cavalry.

Nevertheless, he could not give up his dream of flight, so Alderson gave wings to all of his cavalry units.

“… … .”

I saw knights wearing sacred white armor that could not be dyed even by blood-red lighting.

It is majestic, like a scene from mythology.

At first glance, the cavalrymen spreading their wings under the red moon felt like heaven’s army, a savior who had come to overthrow the current situation.

It was originally created for that purpose.

Now it’s the opposite.

They have now become messengers and are advancing to cut off the creator’s lifeline.

“Ah… … .”

Arin reflexively put her hands in her pockets and clutched something with both hands.

The dean, who was facing despair, asked.

“You’ve been fiddling with it since a while ago. What is it?”

“Lu, this is the coin I received from Luan.”

“coin?”

Alderson glanced at the coin.

I was proud of myself as having a wide range of knowledge and knowledge even among archmages, but the coin that Arin showed me was the first time I had seen it.

“This… It’s a trump card. Write it at the end… … .”

“Why?”

“Uh, so Luan says-.”

Arin said, looking at Alderson.

“… “If you use this, the White Knights could be annihilated.”

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