A Genius Gamer Reincarnated into a Hero’s Family Chapter 288

Genius Gamer, Reincarnated into a Heroic Family Chapter 288

Demon Noble Brechakin (5)

In a space distorted like a world reflected through a convex lens, dozens of completely different spaces began to pop out and gather toward the center.

Gravity also tended to be centered, but a master like Harang was able to move while ignoring that gravitational force to some extent.

Blame! As Harang raced down the side of the red building with the monkey engraved on it, Chelain whistled as he soared into the air and glided along the wind.

-Hey, you even learned how to ride the wind and run? That’s amazing!

“It’s magic.”

-oh.

Since Harang is also a 7-star wizard, flying into the air is not that difficult.

However, since the fly magic is very slow, I had to apply ‘magic swordsmanship’ to it as well.

The sight of him running as if he was treading air by combining the techniques and the fly was similar to the aerial walking of the masters, but it was much freer and faster.

Moreover, in order to run, you need to reach at least the 9th level, not just leap through the air.

Harang was only an 8-star, but he was still able to move so freely in the air!

-Is this the case where the level of terrain change is lightly ignored…?

Chelain was very interested in Harang’s battle. It was the first time he had seen magic and swordsmanship working together in harmony. Up until now, he had only shown swordsmanship.

Brechakin’s purple skin gradually became darker. Normally, black magic is dark red in color, but his black magic uniquely became darker and darker in color.

-Yeah, that means you didn’t use all your strength either. Alright. Show me!

As he raised his purple-tinted fingers, wedge-like shadows rose from the ground and fell upon Harang.

However, he struck them all down with a sword swing that swung dozens of times per second, then cut off the wedge all at once and jumped up with the recoil.

Tush! Brechakin hurriedly clasped his hands together as he watched Harang approaching at the speed of sound, the air splitting apart.

Boom! Huge rock peaks appeared on both sides and collided, but Harang had already disappeared.

‘where?!’

Brechakin snapped his fingers in a hurry, feeling the murderous intent behind him.

A gap had formed between Harang and Brechakin, but that distance was now meaningless.

Phagezijic! A lightning-filled sword energy was fired from the tip of Harang’s sword, and it hit Brechakin’s back.

-Ugh!

His back was torn open and purple blood spurted out, but Brechakin didn’t stop there. He turned around and waved his arms.

Whioo-! The blizzard was swirling and trying to blow Harang’s body away, but he wrapped the blizzard around his sword.

[Harang style magic sword]

[Snowstorm Dance]

The snowstorm sways and dances along the tip of Harang’s sword, and instead turns back towards Brechakin.

-This blizzard… … Huh?!

Brechakin, who was trying to control the space by clasping both hands while ignoring the approaching snowflakes, opened his eyes wide at the purple droplets of blood splashing from his cheeks.

Clearly, this blizzard was different from a normal blizzard, more like dry ice that could easily freeze a human being just by touching them, but that didn’t mean it was enough to cause much damage to Brechakin.

So it got even weirder.

Just by touching the snow, a sharp wound appeared as if cut by a knife, and the area became frozen again.

-no way……!

Only then did Brechakin realize Harang’s ability and hurriedly opened up space and retreated. However, Harang easily caught up with that space jump and approached Brechakin.

Kagak River!!

“… … !”

Harang frowned as he swung his sword with all his might, wrapped in a swirling lightning sword energy, but it was blocked by Brechakin’s two hands. Brechakin muttered with a look of surprise on his face.

-The harmony of magic and swordsmanship… … It’s truly unbelievable! Until now, no human has been able to do that… … No, no living being has ever existed!

Boom! Harang stepped back as Brechakin lightly pushed away both arms. Without even a moment to catch his breath, sharp thorn arrows poured down from all directions.

After wrapping up the shield in all directions, Harang broke through a point and soared into the air, quickly scanning the surroundings while floating in the air.

‘… … The space is getting farther away?’

The concave world was captured again moving further away.

The moment I started to feel something was wrong, something like a giant pillar fell from the sky.

-Cheonjugak! Can you even support the pillars that hold up the sky?

The pillar was so long and endless that it could be considered a world, and it was so huge that it pressed down on Harang.

It was impossible to avoid. It was hundreds of meters in diameter, so no matter how fast you moved, you couldn’t escape.

But he couldn’t be at ease with that level of attack. Brechakin clasped his hands together, concentrated his black magic, and stretched them high into the sky.

Kwakwakwang!!

Two active volcanoes erupting with magma. The volcanoes exploded at the peaks in an instant, crushing Harang and falling down towards Cheonjugak.

Kookung… … !!

Part of the Heavenly Pavilion has melted away. Even an 8-star knight cannot be safe in the magma.

But what is it?

This feeling of unease.

Kukukukukuku… … !!

Brechakin looked at the pavilion with eyes full of astonishment. The pavilion was something that could not even be scratched by human force. However, its center split in half, and a young man with black hair emerged intact.

-this!

The distance was still several hundred meters. But since he could manipulate space, he knew how meaningless this distance was.

Harang, who tore through space in an instant and reached within arm’s reach, swung his black-and-white wind-covered sword.

[Kaladan Dragon Sword Type 4]

[Wind and water]

The black and white wind flowed, overflowing, and engulfing Brechakin as if it were a wave.

If only that were all there was to it, but every time the black and white wind touched Brechakin’s steel-like skin was torn to shreds.

‘Shit……!!’

He quickly summoned a sub-dimensional space and surrounded himself with a rock shaped like a dragon, but Harang’s attacks were not over.

[Kaladan Cheongeomryu 2nd Form]

[Metal Storm]

Eight blue heavenly swords rose from behind Harang’s back, spinning around and around like Gatling guns, striking the rock and then grinding it down like a blender, nullifying its defense.

Not only that, Harang used his third consecutive move even though the wind and water flow had not yet disappeared.

[Kaladan Sword Technique, Second Lunar Eclipse]

[Wind, Wave, and Sword]

[Storm twenty consecutive cuts]

Kwak-kak!!

Brechakin couldn’t even scream due to the pain that was wracking his entire body.

‘Oh my god, what the… … !!’

All I can do is barely defend myself with black magic. Even folding space to escape is impossible in this situation!

After one attack, there should be a brief gap to be normal, but Harang had no such gap at all!

‘I can’t believe it… …!’

Even Celain, known as the second-best genius after Kaladan, whom he had faced 500 years ago, was not at this level.

Even the swordsmanship of Chelain, who would have been called the best swordsman in the world regardless of the era in which he was born, was bound to have some gaps. It is impossible to attack flawlessly with just one swordsmanship.

In that split second between swinging the sword and swinging it again, even if it only lasts 0.1 seconds, there is bound to be a gap.

But, Harang didn’t show any such weaknesses at all!

The perfect harmony of magic and swordsmanship.

After swinging the sword, the magic attacks a second time, leaving no room for Brechakin to counterattack.

That alone would be powerful enough, but since he was wielding the Heavenly Sword, there was no gap between strikes, and he would even receive dozens of strikes at once, which was driving him crazy!

‘How on earth is something like that possible!’

Just swinging a sword and using magic would burn out a human brain. And controlling the Heavenly Sword?

I have never seen that kind of swordsmanship, but a demon as powerful as Brechakin could understand the principles to some extent just by watching the techniques.

Wields eight swords.

It’s not just simple telekinesis. Each and every one of them has the power of 50% of Harang’s actual swordsmanship.

In other words, it meant that Harang had eight arms attached to his back.

The human brain is already strained enough just by using both arms.

Even a demon with multiple arms cannot fight using all of them. They can swing each arm separately to gain more attack power.

But Harang was swinging eight, no, ten arms at the same time! While using magic.

Kuung!

-Cough… … .

Harang’s blow struck, and Brechakin fell to the floor with blood pouring out of his chest.

No, is the floor right?

Maybe it’s the sky.

Because I had mixed up the space so arbitrarily, it became impossible to tell where was up and where was down.

‘I must summon something… … .’

Brechakin pulled at something with all his might. In his confusion, he grabbed something random, but luckily he was able to summon a stormy seashore out of thin air.

Puuuuuuu… … !!

A giant ghost whale rushed in and blocked Harang’s front, but he cut down the giant whale with one stroke of his sword.

Thud! But then a huge ghost ship falls down behind it.

It was so overwhelmingly large that it felt like looking at a huge palace, but there were no living creatures inside.

But inside, hundreds of skeletons were glaring at Harang with their red eyes flashing.

-Attack that bastard… … !

Brechakin vomited blood and ordered the skeletons. The pirate skeletons would immediately rush towards Harang and swing their weapons, so there was only a moment… … .

-what!

However, the skeletons only watched with their teeth chattering and did not attack Harang.

I was afraid.

The ghosts who had their fear removed through death surrendered to Harang!

-That’s ridiculous… … .

Thud-!

Before he could even be shocked, Harang, who had torn through the space, rushed in and kicked him in the stomach.

As Harang’s sword slash came in, Brechakin opened his eyes wide.

Brechakin thought about that precise stab that seemed like a dot.

‘Can’t win.’

Still, I thought that if I absorbed some of his power, I might be able to deal with him. If I was in perfect condition, not exhausted from fighting two 9-star knights, would I have been able to defeat him?

Honestly… … I don’t know. I was so overwhelmed because I was exhausted, but I didn’t have the confidence to handle him even though I was in perfect condition.

‘It’s so far away.’

This was the first time I felt this way since I saw the real-life appearance of the warrior Kaladan.

Even when he was defeated by Chelain and his colleagues, he didn’t feel this way.

At the time, I thought it was a regrettable defeat, but I was confident that I would win if we fought again.

however.

I couldn’t think of any way to win against that beautiful boy in front of me.

What if you regained all the power you had 500 years ago? Would things be different then?

‘No, for that to be the case… … it’s just too, too overwhelming.’

By the time he regains his strength, the boy in front of him will have become even stronger and will be aiming for higher places.

then.

There is only one way.

‘I can’t die in a place like this.’

Have to live.

Even though I’ll have to show you my ugly side twice, there’s nothing I can do.

For the sake of the Demon King who would one day be resurrected in the future, he could not die in a place like this.

‘Run away and plan for the future… ‘

Crack, crack!!

A fleeting moment that lasts less than 0.001 seconds.

A rift in space split open and swallowed Brechakin’s body.

This magic was developed solely for escape, and the price for using it was to consume all of one’s black magic and severely damage one’s body, but at least one could save one’s life.

500 years ago, he used this technique when he fled against Celain, and the warrior’s companions, including the saint, were unable to capture this technique.

Not only is it impossible for the boy in front of me to know about this technique, but even if he did, he wouldn’t be able to stop it…

[Time and Space Law]

At that moment.

Time has stopped.

It was clear that Brechakin had accelerated his brain to super-speed in order to tear space apart in a split second, 0.001 seconds.

That this space was dyed in an instant. And, in that slowed time, he was still unable to move.

But… … something even stranger happened.

‘how?’

Time must have slowed down, but Harang Paul Caladan was coming towards him.

“This is it, Chelain.”

Chelain? Why did that hateful name suddenly pop up here?

“If you hadn’t told me, I would have missed it.”

‘Wait… no way… … ?’

Only then did Brechakin realize that there was some ego embedded in the sword he wielded.

That soul, I remember clearly.

‘Chelain… … The human woman who defeated me, could it be… …!’

His eyes were filled with emotions: shock, anger, and fear.

There was no escape. Even the last resort was blocked by Celine. At that fact, Brechakin felt only one emotion.

… … the feeling of despair, falling into an endless abyss.

“It was a good fight. In your next life, I hope you are born as a warrior who fights to the end, not running away.”

Crunch-!

With that feeling, Brechakin’s world was dyed pitch black.