Admission is a waste of time (138)
Lesson 28. Flower Play of Destruction – 5
Even if we say that it is the level of an orc born in a lower dimension of Class F, the limitations are clear.
By the level set by the Union System, you could probably get to level 10 at best, or maybe even 20 if you were lucky enough to survive with a good weapon, gather a group, and successfully hunt all the monsters in the area.
But anything more than that was impossible.
There was a limit to how much strength a group could grow with a level of 20, and if the orcs could not consistently hunt strong monsters, they would not be able to grow.
―Until the stars fell from the sky, so did the orcs of Uraha.
-Kwaaaaang!
“Kueeeeek! What the heck, a star has fallen!”
It was only a few days ago that the orc Artura Aikedele, whose name means ‘child of the stars born in the hut’, picked up a ‘star’ as his name suggests.
A wave of monsters has caused all the monsters in the area to run wild and head towards the nearest human kingdom, Papitar.
In the middle of a horde of orcs, swept away by waves of monsters without a clear leader.
Suddenly, a giant ‘star’ fell from the sky, crushing hundreds of orcs with its shockwave and embedding them deep into the ground.
“Damage, flee! Heaven is angry!”
“Kwiiiiiiii!”
As the shockwave from the falling star briefly escaped the effects of the infection wave, the other orcs were shocked and fearful, trying to get as far away from the scene as possible.
Only Artura tried to approach it.
“Atura! Die, get off!”
“Atura!”
“Shut up! That’s mine!”
The moment Artura saw the falling star, he knew that his destiny had come to him.
It was clear that his name was given for this occasion!
He felt his heart pounding faster and faster as he approached the crater in the ground, throwing aside the orcs who tried to stop him.
It was as if the stars were resonating with his heart.
“knife…….”
The moment he saw it half-buried in the hole, Artura was entranced and admired it.
My heart was pounding as if it would burst at any moment.
Artura reached out, following his heart’s instructions, grabbed the hilt of his sword, and pulled it out of the ground.
-A huge, overwhelming force.
“Crunch?!”
The image came flooding back.
-Only that will set me free.
“Kwak, kwaaaaaah!”
A darker, denser, and more destructive imagery than Artura’s insignificant and insignificant life.
He was swallowed up by it without even being able to put up a proper resistance.
It was the moment when the individual ego of Artura was completely annihilated.
Instead, an Orc Lord was born in that place.
“A huge… … overwhelming force.”
In an instant, his body swelled and his muscles writhed with destructive power.
His wildness exploded, and thick magical power surged, enveloping his entire body and overflowing into his greatsword.
The crimson aura at the tip of the greatsword is a definite aura!
“Only that will set me free… … !”
Atura, who was smaller than the two-meter-long greatsword, turned around as he grew to a three-meter-long body that could comfortably carry the greatsword on his back.
The moment Atura took hold of his greatsword, a strong wave of energy spread out, causing all the orcs in the area to stop moving and stare at him.
“Ah, Artura.”
“Artura… … .”
“A huge, overwhelming force!”
Artura, who was no longer Artura, shouted in a loud voice with a mean smile on his lips that resembled someone else’s.
“I, Atura, will show it to you! Orcs, follow me!”
“Lord!”
“It’s loaded!”
“The Lord is born! Our ruler!”
The orcs easily noticed his transformation from the waves of spiritual power that Atura emitted, and immediately knelt down, recognizing him as their Lord.
Soon, even the wave of infection was transformed by Artura’s spiritual power, and began to mutate all monsters other than orcs into orcs.
A great army of hundreds of thousands of orcs was born.
As an Orc Lord, Artura quickly surpassed the limits of the lower dimensions, and gained strength that reached level 80 by the standards of the Union System.
Of course, it was thanks to obtaining the Relic that he was able to fully draw out its power, but it was because the potential of Artura’s spiritual power was so great that in a sense, it could be said that it was fate that he came to hold the Relic.
The orcs who were influenced by his spiritual power also surpassed their limits and gained strength equivalent to at least level 30, which was a level that could not be stopped by the power of a single kingdom in a lower dimension even if they died and came back to life.
No, now that the mutated infection wave is here, the more you fight, the more the number of orcs will increase, which will be a terrible situation.
It’s unclear who exactly threw the relic into the middle of the orc horde, but as Yumina said, it was the beginning of a textbook-worthy disaster.
If we were not careful, a large army of orcs could have taken over a dimension and plundered a spaceship that could transcend dimensions to go to another dimension.
Once the Orc Wave gains momentum, it will never stop until its Lord dies, and an Orc Wave led by an Orc Lord who has grown stronger through growth has the potential to destroy even those in higher dimensions… … .
“That greatsword, it wasn’t a mistake after all.”
“Krrrrr… … The weak one is brave.”
Atura suddenly saw a human flying from the sky and landing in front of him, and he smiled with his fangs exposed.
“But that is what is called absurdity, human. I will tear you to pieces as the price for blocking my advance.”
The greatsword connected to his soul was still vibrating loudly and speaking.
You are the strongest person in this place.
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To tear to pieces all those who dare to block his path.
“But you… … female, you alone are my favorite. I will specially keep you alive and make you my wife.”
“… … .”
Artura took note of the pink-haired human female and aimed his greatsword at the men.
The human male blocking his view, Ban Yu-won, sighed in bewilderment at his reaction.
“If an orc holds a relic, does it take after its original owner’s tastes?”
“Original owner?”
“Ryu Cheol-myeong.”
Ban Yu-won kindly told Light, who seemed not to have noticed yet, the correct answer.
“That great sword belongs to Ryu Cheol-myeong. Of course, it’s something he’s never shown us, but I’m sure of it.”
“Was it like that?!”
“It’s exactly the same as the stupidly large energy.”
As expected, Ruchel noticed this, unlike Light.
Ban Yu-won sighed in disbelief as he looked at the enemy in front of him who looked like he was wearing only an orc skin, completely disfiguring Ryu Cheol-myeong.
How on earth did Ryu Cheol-myeong’s greatsword end up in an orc’s hands… … It would be a waste to think about it seriously.
If I retrieve that, can I report it to the Academy?
No way, Ryu Cheol-myeong isn’t stupid and would have prepared a way out.
It was highly unlikely that he had brought the greatsword here himself, and if he had said that the sword had been lost somewhere a long time ago, how could he have pursued the issue further?
“Ban, are you really okay? That kid may be unlucky, but he’s definitely skilled. That orc’s aura right now is like that, and if he doesn’t pull out the holy sword, I won’t be confident either… … .”
“I’m not confident either. So I guess I’ll have to give it a try.”
Ban Yu-won pulled out the beheader’s longsword.
The inventory opened naturally, and two raindrops emerged from it and circled around Banyuwon.
“Light, Ruchel, then I beg you. Even if I look dangerous, don’t interfere until I ask for help.”
“half…….”
“Okay, Yuwon. Cheer up.”
Ruchel nodded firmly as if he believed in Ban Yu-won, then stepped back and started to deal with the other orcs. Light, unable to stop Ban Yu-won, also pulled out his spear and fell away from him.
With just three men, they were able to stop the advance of hundreds of thousands of orcs, but the orcs were charging at them from all sides, charging back and forth like a hose spout that had been blocked.
Even this number was reduced thanks to Dokgoyeon running around the battlefield and crushing the orc hordes with golems.
“Kurururuk! Who can stop our advance?”
“They are human. Men kill and women capture!”
“under.”
“Where… … !”
Each of them boasted a strength of 300 life, which was enough to easily crush the Irekto at the time of admission.
It was a fact that one could see how ridiculous the Orc Lord was, and how terrible a disaster the Orc Wave was… Fortunately, for Light, who was becoming aware of the power of the Dragon and Ruchel, who could shoot lightning from his entire body, the Orcs were beings that could be trampled like ants.
However, since even a million ants can outnumber humans, we had to catch the Orc Lord as quickly as possible.
“Female, where are you running away to!”
“You want to fight me?”
The Orc Lord, who was trying to chase after Ruchel, was once again blocked by Ban Yu-won.
“You’re interrupting me again, you rascal!”
“Ugh―!”
The excited man suddenly kicked the ground and rushed forward, swinging his greatsword vertically down in an attempt to cut him in half, but Ban Yu-won hurriedly extended the blade of his sword and blocked it.
-bang!
The moment the swords clashed, raindrops flying in from both sides took the bastard’s sword and distributed the load.
‘This is definitely tough, damn it… … !’
Even if you wake up dead, you can’t win with force.
Ban Yu-won displayed the magic of flow with all three swords.
It was natural for Ban Yu-won to display his martial arts skills with the sword of the beheader, but the fact that he was able to instantly display the same skills with two raindrops in an urgent situation was proof that Ban Yu-won was very accustomed to performing martial arts with a sword.
“You little fly, I’ll crush you!”
Boom! Kwaang!
An orc lord who strikes down repeatedly with brute force.
The blade of the greatsword was suddenly covered in a crimson aura.
‘Ryu Cheol-myeong’s aura, rotten!’
Boom! Boom! Kwaaang!
In a situation where the sword might be cut if he was not careful, Ban Yu-won gritted his teeth, focused his energy on the sword, and repeatedly tried to deflect the bastard’s attacks.
Each time they collided, there was a terrible noise, but most of the impact was absorbed by the air, so the sound was loud and the impact on Ban Yu-won was not that great.
‘If you keep letting it go, a crack will show up someday. I’ll poke at that crack!’
The repeated clash of strength and flow, the reason Ban Yu-won was able to endure it was because he already knew the origins of the sword and aura that the orc used.
Ryu Cheol-myeong, who called Ban Yu-won out during the lecture under the pretext of making him realize his true colors and started swinging his sword around indiscriminately.
Ban Yu-won clearly remembered the strength and path of the sword that the bastard swung.
‘The concept of strong (强, firm) and rising (昇, rising) that rises diagonally from left to right. The concept of pressure (壓, suppression) and sky (天, sky) that immediately change direction and press down! If this is the flow, then the next one is definitely… … That’s right!’
Knowing the individual fluid concepts and movements that the sword produced, it was easy to predict how the Orc Lord, who was nothing more than a degraded version of the sword, would swing the sword.
And even if the power contained in a sword is strong, it is impossible to dispel it if the path is clear.
“Huh?!”
Finally, the long-awaited moment arrived.
As before, I successfully deflected the great sword that was coming down from above with half my skill, leaving the bastard’s chest empty.
Ban Yu-won instinctively activated the concept of acceleration, accelerating his own thoughts and movements.
‘Penetration!’
The magic of language has been activated.
The concept was completed and expressed solely by moving the vertigo within the body through the power of thought.
And he put all three swords, including the longsword of the beheader he was holding in his hand and the two raindrops chasing after it, into his hand and shot them forward with all the power he had to pierce through everything!
“Ugh!”
-Kyaaaaang!
There was a loud crash of metal.
The bastard desperately moved his greatsword while his posture was in ruins, and blocked all three swords with its wide blade.
The joints of the bastard’s arms cracked and cracked as he was blocking in a sloppy position due to the hasty movement, but it was a much lighter wound than having a hole punched through his chest.
“You… … !”
“It’s not easy after all.”
Ban Yu-won clicked his tongue and stepped back.
Anyway, with the strong penetrating power of the three swords, I’ve already broken the joints of his arms, so from now on, it’ll be a lot easier to deal with him…
“How dare you, nenooooooooooo! How dare you!”
I thought so.
The Orc Lord let out a roar and grew even larger, as if his recent encounter with the Banyuwon had been so humiliating to him.
The injured joints were covered with hideous muscles and shells and were restored.
The greatsword he was holding also began to emit an unusual vibration and grew to over 1.5 times its current size.
At the same time, Ban Yu-won couldn’t help but think of Ruchel’s path as he watched the orc’s eyes, which had been dark green, turn red.
‘Madness? Indeed, it’s not just a deteriorated version of Ryu Cheol-myeong.’
The guy from now on is an unknown enemy born from the combination of Ryu Cheol-myeong and the wildness and madness of an orc.
Yeah, it’s been too easy so far.
Tension filled Ban Yu-won’s eyes.
“Kuaaaah!”
The orc pounced.
As expected, the greatsword imbued with the explosive wildness of the orc was already different from Ryu Cheol-myeong’s swordsmanship, and instead of losing its depth, it was filled with overwhelming murderous intent and pressure.
And those two things were in great harmony with Ryu Cheol-myeong’s swordsmanship, making it difficult for Ban Yu-won to deal with them.
“I’ll kill you! Right now! You bastard!”
-Bang! Bam! Bam!
An orc lord who slashes down with his greatsword, putting strength into every word.
The regularity in the sword’s movements had disappeared, but the violent intent of the sword remained, and naturally, it was not easy to draw out the sword as before.
‘This is so dirty, really… …! Should I call Living Armor? No, not yet. I can still do more.’
Ban Yu-won frantically moved his body to avoid the bastard’s sword strike, accelerating his thoughts once again.
In the end, at every moment when he strikes, he has no choice but to imitate Ryu Cheol-myeong’s swordsmanship.
So, if only we could read the flow of fluid concepts that occur in the movement of the guy.
If only we could time the exact moment the attack takes place!
‘okay-.’
While desperately swinging his sword and controlling the two raindrops, memorizing every movement of his opponent in his mind, Ban Yu-won suddenly thought.
‘In the end, everything, even the swing of a sword or the slightest movement… … can be expressed through the concept of language.’
This is true not only of the enemy but also of the anti-communist movement.
It was such an obvious thing, but it felt new and new to me.
If so, why?
Ban Yuan can interpret, create, and control all languages, so why has he never done so before―.
Have you been treating your body this inefficiently?
‘All my movements can be conceptualized in words, so why did you try to cut off just one moment, like a penetrating blow or a cutting blow?’
Thanks to watching Ryu Cheol-myeong’s swordsmanship, I was able to analyze it as a series of concepts and their occurrence and flow.
Thanks to the Orc Lord who dealt with it by transforming it and trying to read its movements.
Barely able to find the direction in which his swordsmanship should be directed, Ban Yu-won
‘Dokgoyeon placed importance on the meaning contained in the sword. For her, it would have been death. However, I don’t need to think the same way. Of course, the meaning contained in the sword is important – but there was no need to contain just one thing.’
Why?
Because the semi-circle can handle all concepts.
So what he has to achieve is not to create plausible content, but to create a perfect vessel that can hold any content.
That will be his swordsmanship, his martial arts.
‘If you can read the opponent’s concept, it is easy to create a flow of concepts that can defeat it. And― whenever you create a swordsmanship that can do that, it is invincible.’
When Ban Yu-won realized this, his swordsmanship changed in an instant.
He broke away from the familiar way he had been swinging his sword.
Became freer and more powerful.
His fiercely accelerated thinking coordinated his every movement down to the smallest conceptual unit, allowing him to effectively deal with the orc’s sword that confronted him.
– Chaeng! Chaeng! Chiiing!
Dealing with two raindrops has actually become easier.
I don’t necessarily think of it as swordsmanship, but rather the concept is to move most efficiently at every moment.
It was as if he was constantly using a somewhat weakened magic of language, and indeed, if he had not been initiated into magic of language, he would not have dared to imitate the movement of the system as it was now.
And finally, at the moment when the gap in the opponent’s movements, the flow of the fluid concept, is at its weakest.
“Khuh?!”
A single stray raindrop managed to strike the Orc Lord’s greatsword.
Another raindrop followed naturally, as if it were one with the other, piercing the Orc Lord’s remaining hand that was not holding the greatsword and stopping its movement.
“――!”
The moment when all concept of fluidity disappeared from him.
The half-width sword, which had a brilliant golden aura rather than a black one, cut off the bastard’s thick neck in one stroke.
The concepts contained within it were slaughter and judgment, but even if the contents had changed, the color and power of the aura (vessel) would not have changed.
It was the moment when Ban Yu-won realized his own aura.
