I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 363

〈 Episode 363 〉 The prosecutor and the superman (6)

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Superhuman (？人）.

The biggest characteristic of those so-called is that the limits to growth disappear.

Superhumans say:

If you tear down the wall and move forward, all you see is a wide open grassland. It is said that there is a landscape there that makes you feel like you will never see the end even if you run for a lifetime, and that makes you doubt whether the end exists in the first place.

The first superhuman, the first sword saint.

Ganicalt van Galatric also saw the same meadows. He swung his sword all his life, and finally reached the end of the plain that many superhumans had doubted. Ganicalt looked up at the sky there and laughed.

We have reached the end.

I thought growth had stopped.

Nevertheless, there was still something left to cut.

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A body that is completely ruined. A body collapsing.

All that remains are human eyes and human arms that are not affected by the shadows. There is no superhuman body or God’s blessing to immediately recover from any injury. However, because of that, Kyle’s sword became a little faster.

Wow.

Kyle swung his sword.

Sword energy no longer emitted from the tip of the sword. The moment you swing the sword, the starting point and the ending point are connected. The location where Kyle wanted to cut cracked open with a loud sound.

It is not a sword strike that shakes the ground.

It is not a sword strike that cuts through everything in sight.

However, it is a sufficient sword strike to cut down what is intended to be cut. Every time Kyle swung his sword, the space split. Raniel was running through the split and split space.

“Tap,” he said.

The moment she took a step, Kyle swung his sword. Raniel accelerated the steps she was about to take in front of her, slamming her in place. Immediately afterwards, the place where Raniel was standing and the place where she was about to step split apart at an angle.

Sigh!

Raniel, who slipped and landed, gasped. Before she knew it, more and more wounds were appearing on her body. Every time she exhaled, blood poured out with a patter.

‘···Can you see it?’

No, it wasn’t like that.

Kyle’s eyes are unable to follow Raniel. Kyle still can’t keep up with Raniel’s instantaneous acceleration. However, the sword Kyle was wielding had already reached the place where Raniel was about to take a step.

As if seeing the future.

Kyle’s eyes have fine veins.

What the wide-open eyes see is not the present. The future is one step ahead. Extra senses that collect information from minute movements, and future vision that predicts the future through that information.

Looking one step into the future, Kyle swung his sword. What the sword divides is the present. The divided space is the future. Raniel gritted his teeth and kicked the ground.

Suddenly.

The place where Raniel was standing and the place where he was heading were divided at an angle. If he had not changed direction in a moment of judgment, he would have been caught in the crossfire and died. Cold sweat ran down Ran El’s spine.

‘···One judgment, one mistake.’

It led straight to death.

It was literally death. Everywhere he stepped was death. Still, Raniel went forward.

A thud and a sudden thump.

Every time I took a step, the space on which I stepped disappeared by a span. If you look around, there is a lot of space that is divided at an angle. The moment it touches you, you die. I could no longer step back.

So forward, forward again.

Kyle predicted her movements and swung his sword, but Raniel was also glaring at Kyle’s sword. Raniel accelerated at the moment the sword was swung. She narrowly dodged her sword strike.

···obviously.

Raniel has no special skills such as extrasensory or future vision. He just widens his eyes and infers the future from the information he sees.

The tip of a sword being swung.

The tremor of space and the sound of air.

Raniel continued to move while looking at the tip of Kyle’s sword. Her predictions are not as accurate as those of a superhuman. She is not sophisticated either. Therefore, with each step she took, the number of wounds on Raniel’s body increased.

Patter.

Blood poured out with every step I took.

The blood stains on the floor were her steps. The wound never really healed. As if something in her had been broken.

‘···from now on.’

There are only a few steps left.

As he got closer, Kyle’s sword pressured Raniel faster and more precisely. Little by little, prediction began to become more difficult.

bang!

Raniel used the means he had been trying to save.

The moment I rolled on the floor, mana was scattered everywhere. What is scattered is ash. Mana scattered in anticipation of being cut. If we can induce movement with that, there will be a gap.

Sreung.

As Raniel expected, Kyle raised his sword. The place where the tip of the sword is aimed is not Raniel. Raniel did not miss the opportunity and dove into Kyle.

However, that judgment was wrong.

Kyle’s sword drew a strange trajectory.

The sword that was soaring towards the sky seemed to fall, and then was raised diagonally in a curved line. The sword that was raised goes down again, and the sword that was pointed down goes up again.

Wow.

In the frozen time, only Kyle’s sword moved. Even after seeing the sword strike, Raniel did not understand it. It was an incomprehensible sword. The sword continued to move, scattering afterimages.

Tick, tiddidididik.

The ash that was flying everywhere was cut down. The cut off ash no longer did its job. The ash, whose flow of mana had been cut off, crumbled and melted into the air.

An endless sword.

The final destination of the sword that followed the flow was Raniel, who was digging into Kyle’s side. The tip of his sword formed a straight line with the charging Raniel.

Huh.

Kyle lightly swung the knife.

The sword fell down in a straight line. The tip of Kyle’s sword stuck in the ground. Raniel’s eyes opened wide. A line was being drawn from above my head to the ground below. The air resonates. The space creaked.

A sharp, cutting sound rang out.

A beat later, the blood surged.

2.

Raniel rolled around on the floor.

Rolling on the floor, she pressed my left shoulder. Although she twisted her body to evade the sword strike, the flesh on her shoulder was cut into chunks. Blood poured down on her floor.

Flesh and bone were cut at once.

Even the muscles had been cut, making it impossible to lift the limp left arm. Raniel gritted his teeth and stood up with his right arm on the ground. Raniel, who staggered and stood up straight, released the hand that was pressing his shoulder.

Blood was sticky.

Raniel changed the chain from his left hand to his right hand. His left arm hanging limply looks like Kyle right in front of him. Laughing, Raniel took another step forward.

The distance has completely narrowed.

Now, if Raniel’s fist is stretched out, it will be within reach. It wasn’t Kyle’s sword strike, but the blade Kyle was holding that was in a position to cut Raniel.

…I’ve barely made it this far.

Kyle was still standing there, glaring at Raniel. If you look closely, you can see cracks running down Kyle’s legs. The moment you take even one step, it will collapse.

Is that why it didn’t move?

Instead of taking a step, Kyle raised his sword. Raniel moved unsteadily. Every time he swung the sword, Kyle’s body was falling apart. Likewise, as he walked further, Raniel’s complexion also became paler.

That is why the fight between the two is fierce.

Kyle swung his sword. “Crisp,” Kyle’s fingers crumbled. Ran El glided behind Kyle and dodged his sword. The moment he stepped on his feet, Raniel’s ankle broke and Raniel stumbled.

Kyle put his foot down and turned around. Kyle’s sword traced a half moon and chased Raniel. Ran El rolled awkwardly on the floor and dodged his sword. He couldn’t completely avoid it, so the wounds on Raniel’s body increased.

Crispy.

Kyle’s ankle broke and he stumbled. With her on her knees, Kyle plunged his sword into the ground. Kyle, balancing on his sword, swung the sword again.

It was that kind of fight.

Even though he was not attacked, Kyle’s body was collapsing, and even though he was dodging the sword, blood was flowing freely from Raniel’s body.

Clap.

The area around Kyle was already stained with the blood that had leaked from Raniel’s body. Raniel continued to move, stepping on the dark red blood. Even though she stumbled, she moved to avoid Kyle’s sword, which had gotten faster.

The limitations of the body. approaching death.

However, consciousness is clearer than ever. My head spun faster than ever. An accident in which acceleration continued to accelerate. The infinitely long stretch of time makes it seem as if the world has stopped.

Drops of blood splashed into the air.

The rising dust.

Beyond those things that don’t move at all, Kyle’s sword is moving slowly. Raniel moved while reading the trajectory of the sword. Raniel thought as he continued to move.

I had to find an answer.

If things continue like this, we lose. You can’t settle the matter just by avoiding it. To win, you had to find the answer.

‘You have to strike a blow.’

Magic was needed for that.

Raniel was a wizard and she was always looking for answers. Magic was like a kind of tool that allowed us to reach the answer. In order to reach the unreachable, Raniel summoned her magic once again.

‘Magic, magic, magic…’

It is basic to think with accelerated thinking.

It is the basic(？？) of magic.

Magic is gaining the right to interfere in the world by making a deal with the stars. It can create fire out of thin air, raise the ground, or sometimes explode shock waves and create matter.

Impossible. Something that goes against providence.

Doing it ‘rightly’ is magic.

Obtaining the right to interfere with providence by paying a price was the basis of magic. Based on that, Raniel created magic. He built his own magic tower (??).

‘···but.’

At this moment it is of no use whatsoever. Everything Raniel had built up didn’t work on Kyle. The moment the spell was about to appear, twisting providence, Kyle cut through the deviation.

If it doesn’t work, you have to rework it.

Raniel collapsed the tower he had built. It has collapsed for an unknown number of times. Rummaging through the rubble, Raniel built the tower again from the beginning.

…If I think about it, it was like that back then too.

Even when I was dying from the curse, I built the tower from scratch just like I do now. Just like that time, Raniel accelerated his thinking. In reality, he moved his body to avoid the sword, and in his head, he repeatedly built and tore down a tower.

A breathtaking movement continued.

As he bled and got closer to death, Raniel’s thinking became faster. Accelerated thinking showed Raniel so much. Flashes of light passed by, the magic he had studied passed by, and countless memories were mixed up in his mind.

I built a tower relying on that memory.

Many towers were built, and many towers collapsed. Numerous, numerous processes were repeated. Then at some point. Raniel’s vision became blurred for a moment.

That’s the moment.

A completely different landscape began to appear.

3.

Time has stopped.

In his blurred vision and thoughts mixed with all kinds of memories, Raniel saw a completely different scene. What she sees is a wide open meadow. It was Rani El’s first time seeing her.

The meadow was full of the remains of the collapsed tower.

As if to show her inner self, Raniel looked ahead at a place filled with the remains of a shattered and collapsed tower. There was that guy far away. There was Kyle.

Kyle is ahead of Raniel.

Looking at Kyle ahead of him, Raniel unconsciously stretched out his hand. But her outstretched hand did not reach her Kyle.

Tuk.

What you touch is a transparent wall.

This is a wall that I didn’t even know existed, but that has always confined Raniel. Kyle was on the other side of the wall. Raniel laughed inadvertently.

···This is the guy who always followed behind him.

Raniel always walked while looking back so that the guy could follow him. He looked at Kyle following him, and Raniel used that as motivation to walk forward. Because she was determined to stand in front of Kyle as long as he pursued his dreams.

However, Kyle is no longer standing behind Raniel. He doesn’t even come after Raniel.

Gone ahead. Raniel has gone to a place he cannot reach. That’s why Raniel looked forward, not behind. Kyle is there. There was a wall blocking him that he didn’t think existed.

Walls, walls, walls, limits to overcome.

I had to get over this wall and reach Kyle.

I had to catch the guy who was going to the wrong place. Ran El stretched out his hand toward the transparent wall. He is blocked by a wall and cannot reach his hand.

It was necessary. Something was needed.

Since he had to chase this guy, Raniel had to throw something away. Raniel looked at his palm. Starlight was blooming there. He didn’t have it himself. It was planted in me at will.

···A soul that can endure the stars.

This is what Raniel has always wanted.

Because he did not have this, Raniel was always broken. He could not withstand his strength and came close to destruction. Despite knowing that fact, Raniel moved forward.

Her soul was transformed.

Raniel smiled and clenched his fists. All the starlight she possessed gathered into her grasp. Ran El slammed her fist against the wall.

Pacha!

There was the sound of a window breaking.

As soon as the wall crumbled, Raniel returned to reality. The moment he returned to reality, starlight leaked out of Raniel’s body like crazy. My soul screamed at his unbearable strength.

But Raniel moved forward.

In front is a sword wielded by Kyle.

The coming blow that tears through space is sharper than any sword strike I have ever seen. Kyle’s fingers as he wielded the sword were crunching.

‘quietus.’

Just as Raniel was making a bid for victory, Kyle was also swinging the sword that would be his last.

Tick, tidididdik.

A blow that cannot be avoided or defended.

In the face of approaching death, Raniel instead took a step forward. Raniel’s wide-open eyes did not waver.

fantasy,