〈 Episode 277 〉 The Man Who Couldn’t Die (3)
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Being caught by Kariot’s sword is inherently a blessing.
The blessing she bestowed on Kariot’s sword, which she could not bear to see as Kariot frequently returned in complete health, did not originally have much of an effect.
A blessing that can only treat small scratches at best. It wasn’t very useful, and Kariot wasn’t very conscious of the blessing on the sword.
However, the blessing ends up being distorted.
“Kariot, God does not exist anywhere.”
A burning village, the burned bodies of children.
“Salvation is nowhere to be found. “A life that wished for something that never existed in the first place had no value or meaning.”
She screamed as she dragged the charred human corpse. She was a faithful believer, but at the last moment she chose her path of apostasy.
“Dellohim, incompetent Delohim. “An extremely cruel god who does not want anyone’s salvation.”
“Ah, Kariot. Were you an Inquisitor? So, are you going to judge me? With that sword?”
A burning village, death, and the deterioration of the soul.
What pierced the heart of the woman who cursed God and clawed at the world at the moment of her death was, ironically enough, the sword of the cross that she had gifted to her husband.
The pure white sword turned red.
The platinum blessing turned into a dark red curse.
“You can’t die, forever.”
“I’m just wandering around looking for a salvation that doesn’t exist.”
The curse-stained sword is evidence of apostasy and an object that deviates from providence and blasphemes the doctrine of Delohim. However, Cariot did not throw away his sword in the end. To keep the promise she made to her one day.
To find the will of a god that does not exist.
“I’m sorry, Kuntel.”
Kariot endured the curse.
“I can’t die without my wife’s permission.”
The curse on the sword is immortality.
Cariot was robbed by death of his right to be free from life. Even if her entire body is torn to pieces or her head is crushed, her body returns to its original shape after 37 hours.
Sigh!
Kuntel’s sword once again cut into Kariot’s body.
In a split second, dozens of sword strikes cut into Kariot’s entire body. Blood spurts out, and pieces of flesh scatter in all directions.
However, Kariot does not die.
The broken body regains its original form in an instant. The spilled blood returns to Kariot’s body as if time were rewinding.
’35 seconds.’
Kariot is passing time in his mind.
During the 37 seconds of the curse, the process of ‘resurrection’ occurs extremely quickly. After 37 seconds, you will have to endure the side effects, but right now, there is no time to fight over this and that.
Kariot raised his hand as he was cut to pieces by the slash.
The finger points towards Galahal and Raniel beyond Kuntel. Kariot smiles as he is torn apart by Kuntel’s sword. Although his voice is unable to come out because his throat is torn, Kariot conveys his thoughts through his mouth.
It’s your chance, guys.
Facing the oncoming storm of slashes, Kariot actually took a step forward. Because immortals have their own methods.
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The sight of Kariot rushing towards him, spattering blood and internal organs, is nothing short of terrifying, even from the perspective of an ally. A warrior who is not afraid of death is called a berserker in the North?
Even the fearless northern warriors feel fear of the berserkers. The human being who thrusts his head towards the onslaught of death is already something beyond human beings.
While the knights held their breath, Saint Sarah walked forward with a frown.
“Saint, saint.”
The knights who recognized her retreat.
Among the retreating knights, Sarah rolls up her sleeves. He joins his hands and offers a prayer to God.
‘The situation is annoying though.’
The fact that he got caught up in something like this and the fact that he had to help that apostate was irritating… but that didn’t mean he wasn’t doing anything.
First of all, because she was a saint.
Sarah feels the need to fulfill her responsibilities as a symbol of the church. There is divinity in her voice as she exhales briefly.
“God bless them.”
The star answers Sarah’s call.
“God’s protection will be with them.”
A brilliant light exploded around Sarah.
2.
A pillar of light falls from the sky. Kariot and Galahal don’t know its identity, but Raniel does.
‘blessing.’
The bursting light is a trace of the highest blessing.
Blessings that could originally be bestowed only when several high-ranking priests gather together are poured out in dozens at a time. Raniel knew only one person who could do something like this.
Saint Sarah.
A saint blessed by God.
Aside from her twisted mentality, the sacred arts she uses are indeed those of a saint. Indeed, the effect can truly be called a miracle. The body that had been pouring blood began to recover at once.
‘···Blessings, immortality of Kariot, and Galahar.’
Raniel calculates what is given to him now.
Judge what you can do.
‘There is no way that trivial martial arts techniques will work.’
Because it was Kuntel who taught him martial arts.
‘The order is blocked. Even the spells used to check and the spells that sweep the area are all cut down.’
Swordsmanship reached to its extreme can even cut down spells.
Raniel erases useless things one by one. Still, he moves his body and continues the fight. Meanwhile, something came into Raniel’s field of vision.
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Sigh!
Kariot, using his immortal body, catches Kuntel’s sword. Even though his body was torn apart by his sword, he eventually stretched out his hand and grabbed Kuntel’s wrist. Kuntel was cut down in an instant, but in a split second, a gap appeared.
A flash passes through Raniel’s mind.
“Galahal.”
Raniel stepped back, dodging the sword.
She nodded, calling out to Galahal. A signal to prepare for something. Galahal, who recognized this, switches places with Raniel.
A moment of leisure created.
Raniel immediately snapped his fingers.
“Balance.”
A scale floats in front of her.
The horizontal balance contains two concepts. One is the burden on the body, and the other is the enormous amount of mana that Raniel possesses.
The ultimate definition of a battle mage.
Reinforcement spells replace the load on the body with mana consumption. Raniel placed his hand on the perfectly level balance.
The scales are tilting towards Mana.
A large amount of mana shatters the balance of the scales. Amidst the imbalance, Raniel placed his hand on his heart.
Acceleration.
All stocked circuits are swapped with one spell.
‘Anyway, spells for check won’t work.’
If that’s the case, blow it all away.
Dozens of circuits changed by acceleration heat up Raniel’s body. The tilted balance has not been leveled again, and now it is starting to tilt in the opposite direction.
It starts to take a toll on your body.
Steam rises from Raniel’s body, and her eyes become bloodshot. Blood begins to flow from her eyes and nose. A large amount of mana is burning like crazy.
Hahaha!
Ash explodes over her body.
While the entire area was engulfed in ashes, Raniel took a step forward.
Cooung.
Normally, he would have collapsed without being able to withstand the load, but Sarah’s blessing allows Raniel some time.
Raniel advanced, dragging ashes.
3.
Kaang!
Every time you block a sword, your posture breaks down.
The sword is heavy. It’s so heavy. Galahal was sweating coldly and swung his spear at the attacking swordsman. With a sound, the sword Kuntel was holding was cut off.
But there is no time to catch your breath.
Leaping lightly to the side, Kuntel grabs the hilts of the knights’ swords that had fallen to the ground. He moves around little by little and continues to capture new swords. All of those movements are extremely smooth.
Kuntel’s arm holding the new sword moves, scattering afterimages. The sound of air bursting continues.
Papa pang!
With a series of thrusts, Kariot’s body, which was attacking Kuntel, explodes. He recovers quickly, but the horizontal slash following the stab blows away Kariot’s body.
“···Ugh!”
Soon, Kuntel attacks Galahal.
Kaaang, the spear held by Galahal trembled as it made a sound. Galahal’s fingers holding the spear are broken.
strong.
It’s so strong that it makes no sense.
Kuntel, the sword superman.
The swordsmanship that he devoted his life to perfecting has clearly reached its extreme level. The skills he wields while holding a sword have already reached a level that transcends the blade of a sword.
As a result of repeated training, it was a skill that could reach even the sword of death.
It is now unfolding in a complete body.
The technique, which is performed not with Kuntel’s body that is starting to age, but with a body beyond its prime… requires risking one’s life each time one is received.
Wow.
Galahal’s finger is cut off. His spear tipped, and the blade grazed the side of Gala Hal’s shoulder. Blood pours out and Galahar loses his grip on the spear.
However, Kuntel’s sword also breaks.
“Ugh…!”
The moment Galahal exhaled and readjusted his spear, he saw Kuntel leaping to the side. What lies where he leaps?
The sword originally held by Kuntel, which Raniel threw away at the start of the battle.
Moving to the side little by little, Kuntel finally arrived at this location. Kuntel reaches out and picks up the knife stuck on the floor. Originally Kuntel’s sword, made of rare metal.
“···!”
Galahal hurriedly threw out his spear, but Kuntel, who read the trajectory, easily dodged the spear’s blade. He dodges and adjusts his sword.
In an instant, the air changes.
An unbreakable sword, a famous sword that can fully withstand Kuntel’s techniques. The moment Kuntel held it, the entire area turned white. Galahal inadvertently took a breath.
Geomro (？？).
The path the sword will move is visible to Galahal’s eyes.
The intuition of a warrior who feels death rings an alarm and temporarily predicts the future. Thus, the future that appears is extremely hopeless.
The entire area dyed pure white is Geomro.
Dozens, hundreds, thousands of paths are all aiming for Galahal’s head. However, there is only one sword. There is no way that thousands of paths could be drawn with a single sword. So, what are all the swords that I see now?
Kuntel provides the answer to that question.
Thousands of paths merge into one.
The combined paths are like flashes of pure white. Kuntel’s sword moves along the flash of light.
Tick, tidididik.
Anything that touches is broken. The air splits, and even space begins to twist. A vacuum is created along the trajectory of the sword. Galahal’s instincts warn.
The trajectory drawn by the sword.
Where to aim and how to swing.
Even if you know everything, you can’t stop it or avoid it. Therefore, it must be the sword of a superman. Galahal feels death closer than ever.
That’s the moment.
Kariot pushed Galahal away with a thud and pushed his body into the path of the sword. Kuntel’s blade bends, splitting Kariot’s body. Even though Kariot’s body is cut, the sword’s speed does not decrease at all.
The sword cuts through the blood and pursues Galahal.
However, the sword never touches Galahal.
Woe!
For an instant, a burst of ash blocked the space between Galahal and Kuntel. The ash flying like crazy obscures Kuntel’s vision for just a moment.
No matter how much extra sense you have, you cannot predict the future if your vision is blocked.
Kuntel, whose field of vision has narrowed, belatedly catches the sight of Raniel rushing from beyond the ash. The response is also delayed by a beat. Kuntel immediately aimed his sword at the top of Raniel’s head, but Raniel was moving faster than him.
This is Raniel, who risked everything in a moment of movement. Her movements are fleeting, but she overpowers Kuntel.
Cooung.
Taking a step forward, Raniel catches Kuntel’s sword coming down with his shoulder. At the same time, his hand reached out and grabbed the arm of Kuntel, who was wielding the sword.
The sword stuck in my shoulder cannot go any further.
The first stalemate since the battle.
However, the balance is quickly broken. Even with his wrist held by Ran El, Kuntel stubbornly drives his sword deeper.
And then coo.
Twist the blade stuck in Raniel’s shoulder. At that moment, pure white sword energy bursts out from the tip of the sword. The moment the sword energy was about to engulf Raniel’s shoulder, something came between the two.
“hurry!”
This is the holy spear that Galahal uttered.
The sacred spear held at an angle blocks the sword energy from being released. Taking advantage of the opportunity created, Raniel moves his remaining hand.
The ash that fills the surrounding area gathers in one place.
Raniel swung his fist while clutching the explosively erupted ash. Even if the opponent is a superhuman who can cut the root of the spell, there is no way he can respond to the spell even with his arm held.
Ashes to Ashes.
The collected ash spits out flames. Flames overflow through the gaps between Raniel’s fingers. Kuntel hastily shakes off Raniel’s hand and tries to jump behind him, but there is someone holding his ankle.
Kwasik.
Kariot is biting Kuntel’s ankle with his regenerated body and half-baked face. Thus, Kuntel’s evasion was delayed for a moment.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
With a roar, a flash of light engulfed Kuntel.
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fantasy,
