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Death is coming.
Akrita was feeling a strange sensation at this moment. Sparks flew into her vision. Every time her petals brushed his skin, every time her death came one step closer to him, all his senses became sharper.
It was the tension he had forgotten, the joy of battle.
It feels like tightrope walking on a thin rope. The joy of blood rushing and death approaching. A feeling that many people fear as the fear of death, but Akrita accepted this as an extremely enjoyable stimulus.
Kang, Kang! Kaaaaang!
Akrita accelerated.
The accelerating spear blade overwhelmed Destel. Destel was in a hurry to run away. Of course, just running away would be a victory for the author. Now, he is dealing with the star waves, the superhumans following him, and Lark Van Grace at the same time.
‘Do you think I’ll let you run away?’
So stop it.
It blocks the escape route, forces a choice, reads attacks in advance, and counters them. Acrita tenaciously chased after Destel, who was hiding in the waves.
Fit.
Blood flowed from Destel’s skin as it was grazed by the blade of the spear. The moment it passed by her spear blade, the starlight that De Stell had wrapped around her body shook. With Destel frowning at her, she threw herself into the waves of stars.
Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssww!
The blade of the spear chased after me as I cut through the waves, but I was able to get some time to catch my breath. As he caught his breath, Destel grabbed the starlight. Clearly, the madman in front of her is her own superior, compatible counterpart.
Berger’s amputation.
The seal of Ganur
And numerous other technologies.
Destel imitated countless warriors and used his skills, but the madman blocked them all. I blocked and counterattacked. It’s as if he knows where those technologies are heading and how they will end.
‘What’s more… all those connections are free.’
It is a level of technological perfection that cannot be compared to his own.
As if I had lived in that body. A being that is superior to oneself. Naturally, this is the one that is being pushed out. The wounds on Destel’s body increased. His blood spattered.
‘but···.’
Destel exhaled as he stepped back.
Because this wasn’t the first time he had to fight with a being that was his superior counterpart. He knew it himself. How to fight this type of opponent.
Confrontation with your future self.
And the path he walked.
Destel widened his eyes. I had a wide perspective.
Destel was not always obsessed with winning or losing a duel. He was a member of the staff, a commander, and the person in charge of the battlefield. He is a person who pursues victory in war, not duel.
‘The environment is favorable. ‘Take advantage of the environment.’
Destel changed the trajectory of Uin’s spear and threw himself into the waves. To a madman, these waves crashing in from all directions are poison, but to Destel, who handles the stars, it is closer to a blessing. Destel swung his spear in the waves, causing a splash.
Cheeeeeeeee!
The madman’s body was burned by the water droplets that could not be completely removed. The madman threw out his burning arm. Destel’s skin was torn by a sharp blow. Destel let out a long breath as he stepped on the flower field and leapt.
Acceleration.
Using Kyle’s starlight, Destel kicked the ground.
He threw his sword through the flower petals in full bloom, creating a splash of water. Kaang! Let go of the disheveled sword and raise the spear, Kaaaaaaang! He struck down the shield, hid behind the shield, and pulled the bowstring.
All of those movements are extremely fast.
The moment the madman threw them all away, Destel stepped on the shield diagonally placed on the ground and leapt. Above the madman’s head, he swung the spear towards the madman.
Kaaaaaaaa!
The moment the spears collided, Akrita spun the spear around. I sent Destel’s spear at an angle and sharpened my spear’s blade. And that moment.
Spang, I said.
The sound of air being broken rang out.
The reason Destel twisted his body was entirely due to acceleration. Even as he twisted his body, a large chunk of flesh was torn off his side. If I hadn’t twisted it, my heart would have been pierced.
“Cough….”
Dark red blood spurted from the mouth.
The starlight that surrounded the body was torn apart. Kyle’s starlight wavered and left his body. There is no way a madman would not miss that moment. The moment the madman was about to strike out his spear once again, Kariot came out from the side.
Kaang!
Although he blocked the blow aimed at Destel, he was unable to stop the attack. Kariot’s leg was torn off with a loud sound. “Twirl,” the madman said, turning half a circle in place. He spun around and swung his spear.
Wow.
Kariot, hit by the spear, was thrown far away. Now, in front of the madman is only Destel, who is lying down clutching his side. Akrita let out a short breath and struck down the spear he had raised at an angle.
“Tap,” he said.
Destel kicked the ground and rolled awkwardly.
It’s an unsightly move. The madman laughed as if he was dumbfounded and threw a javelin while tightly grasping the pole of his spear. Destel’s thigh, which was rolling on the floor, was pierced by the blade of a spear.
Blood splattered on the flower field.
The long, long chase is over. The moment Akrita grasped the air, the spear that had been stuck in Destel’s thigh returned to his hand. Akrita closed the distance in one step, clutching the returned spear and thumping.
I slammed the spear down at Destel, who was lying on the floor.
As long as it is pierced by Wooin’s spear, Destel cannot create a weapon. This is because his weapons originate from starlight. There is no way to block a spear without a weapon. With the information in the dictionary, Akrita predicted the future and made a decision.
Therefore, the death he sees is humility. A coward who tries to survive even by bowing down in an unsightly manner. A simpleton who ends up dying while trying to run away.
and.
Cooung.
That was Acrita’s defeat.
Destel kicked the ground and stood up. She kicked the ground with the foot that was not pierced by her spear, pulled something out of her arms, and swung it towards the approaching spear pole. What he held in his hand was a small blade.
Broken Star Spear.
Galahal’s weapon found in the collapsed pantheon after the battle to subdue the apostates. And, his weapon, which the future Destel did not let go of until the end of his life. The moment Destel grabs the broken Holy Spear, what he imitates is his future self.
There was no need for starlight.
Because it is who you are.
The broken holy spear fired by Destel distorted the trajectory of Wooin’s spear. The twisted spear fell to the ground with a thud. Thus, the gap created. The broken holy spear penetrated Akrita’s body and blood splattered out.
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“···!”
Just before the holy spear reached his heart, the madman with wide eyes kicked Destel. Destel, who had rolled on the floor, raised himself up with the broken holy spear stuck on the floor.
···Destel, as predicted by Acrita, is servitude.
However, the person standing in front of him now is a non-gul.
The unyielding hero stood up with one leg limping and rushed towards Acrita. A warrior without starlight is worse than a superman. This is the moment when Akrita is about to cut down the insignificant Destel.
“Tap,” he said.
Destel, who was running, leapt to the side.
He laughed as he leapt.
“It’s your loss.”
Destel hiding in the waves.
Coming out of the waves as if to take his place is a one-armed warrior. Akrita’s eyes widened. The location where Destel tumbled awkwardly, where he retreated, and where he was pushed away by a kick were all in the direction Lark was running towards.
Cooung.
Lark, who had come here by tearing away all the magic, took a strong step forward. The ground shook. Arcrita tried to twist her body and leave the battlefield, but at that moment, Kariot, which had burst through her waves, caught her body.
Kariot laughed as if he was going to cut me down too.
And then Lark’s ax swung. Akrita hastily holds out Wooin’s spear in front of him, but it is a handshake within a handshake. The northern warrior never misses an enemy who is on the defensive.
Sigh!
A red heat ray was drawn along the trajectory of Lark’s axe. The heat ray is like iron that never cools, and is like Rak itself, which neither bends nor breaks. Nothing can exist in the trajectory of the heat ray.
Ka, Ang.
Wooin’s spear, whose trajectory overlapped with the heat ray, broke.
With the spear broken in two, a line of heat was drawn from Akrita’s right shoulder to her left side. Akrita’s body was torn, with long blood splattering out.
And then, wow.
The surging star wave swallowed up all four people: Acrita, Lark, Kariot, and Destel. To the three people, the waves were nothing more than rough currents. However, when it came to Akrita, extreme poison struck him.
There is a difference between victory and defeat.
The Black Dragon and Skebal, who were tumbling and tangled on the black waves, recognized that the moment when victory or defeat would be decided was approaching. Skebaldo and Black Dragon are also a complete mess.
The black dragon with both wings torn off can no longer create storms. The storm hovering around him was slowly weakening.
Skebal, whose bones are broken, his arms torn off, and all the towers embedded in his spine collapsed, is also unable to fire spells like before. Be careful with each blow.
And then the moment of reckoning came.
The black dragon’s arm was torn off with a loud sound. With a loud crack, Skebal’s remaining arm was shattered. At that moment, a huge hand rose from the black waves and grabbed the black dragon from top to bottom and pressed it down. As if crushing it.
And, the black dragon.
I lifted my foot and stepped on Skebal’s ribs. He raised his remaining arm and grabbed Skebal’s skull. The black dragon opened its mouth despite making a crunching sound and the bones bouncing under the pressure.
Black hands rushed towards the wide-open maw. He grabs her chin and pulls it. It clings to the flames gathering in the dragon’s maw and extinguishes them. However, there are some things that cannot be turned off.
Ka-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga!
The storm that had been guarding the black dragon’s side gathered into its mouth. The swirling storm tore away all the grips that were holding the black dragon’s mouth. The flames were engulfed in a whirling storm.
Breath at close range.
As if squeezing out all of its remaining strength, the black dragon’s body convulsed violently, and light spewed out from its open mouth. The infinitely compressed fire and storm are like flashes of light. A flash of light flashed, and the rushing flames burned the black dragon and Skebal.
Cheeeeeeeee!
The black sea evaporated.
The black dragon’s scales burned off.
Skebal’s bones melted.
While the fierce heat and storm swallowed up even the sound, the battle’s conclusion came quietly.
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Akrita smiled in front of the rushing waves.
severed arm.
Broken Wooin’s Spear.
There was no way to stop the waves. The moment he touched the waves, he felt his entire body on fire. It’s burning. Body, soul, everything about yourself. In an instant, I felt death approaching.
It is a life that has continued for tens of thousands of years.
It is a life that has been lived in secret for tens of thousands of years, but the end is extremely shabby. Akrita laughed as she felt the rushing waves devouring her spirit and body. He laughed until the end.
Lights scattered among the sound of crashing waves.
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