Overpowered Sword Chapter 106

Level up with swords (106)

As the flaming blade of the holy sword pierced the strong skull, the momentum of the rapidly falling creature was reduced by less than half.

It didn’t kill him instantly because it didn’t destroy his brain, but the damage was so severe that he couldn’t control his magic. In fact, it could be said that the real core of Drake’s flying ability was the magic organ located near the wing bones rather than the two wings.

Drake’s body is so huge and heavy.

Would it be possible to glide even with just a hundred meters of film? It was impossible to maintain a high level of flight ability.

Crrr… Crunch… nice… .

It roars majestically, and blood foam overflows from its mouth as it spits out its breath.

That guy’s life was already over.

Like a rope with a sheath inside, the only question was when that vitality would break. A dull glow blinks from the eyes that cannot be seen, proving that consciousness still remains.

… Crrrrr… le… .

Fly towards your hated enemy.

He fanned the dying life again and again, moving his two wings with the candle flame that barely kept him alive.

Forward, forward.

The milestone is golden light.

Using only the direction of the light that tore apart my chest as a compass, I have to hit my dying body. The blood remembers, not the eyes. Where is the person who pushed the blade into my body?

“Hmm.”

It was then.

“Your guts are truly amazing, even though you are a monster.”

Drake felt his body, which was already very cold, become even more chilly. This was because the murderous intent in that voice and, above all, the location threatened him.

Of course, it was above my head.

A place lower than the top of the head and higher than the bridge of the nose.

“I couldn’t even see my eyes, and my internal organs were all sticking out. “Even though she has a holy sword stuck in her head, she doesn’t know how to give up.”

I remember this voice.

It was a female who playfully popped out from the outskirts of consciousness and stuck spit into the one remaining eyeball.

I was so focused on winning against the male that I forgot about it again.

In some ways, he is more dangerous than that male. It is different from the male who made eye contact and clashed with force. It appears when things are at a critical juncture and breaks the balance.

Drake tried to shake her off somehow… .

“Well, that’s it.”

Karen jumped out from the shadow of the holy sword stuck between her eyes and kicked it once as if pushing the tip of the hilt.

It was a final blow.

The blade pierced the skull and further penetrated, destroying the brain.

Grr.

Even S+ rank monsters die if their brains are broken.

Drake’s foam-covered body lost its arrow-like momentum, staggered, and fell, missing Leon by a long way.

Even if acceleration is lost, the weight alone is tens of tons.

As soon as it hit the ground, a cloud of dust arose.

Kugugugugugugung――… .

Drake’s body itself is stronger and harder than any metal. It was no different from a cannonball struck from the sky.

The body of the creature hit the canyon wall at an angle, causing destruction like a landslide. Rocks, dirt, and a large amount of dust poured down and covered the bloody scales as if they were burying them.

It was a scene like a funeral.

“… “It’s over.”

Only then did Leon slump down on the spot and massage his thighs, which he could not feel at all.

‘Guardian’s Stigmata’ is still functioning.

The sunlight pouring from overhead will restore him in real time, allowing him to be ready to move within a few minutes.

[He was a dangerous guy.]

But El Cid spoke first.

Even though the blade was still lodged in Drake’s head, it didn’t really affect their story.

[As well as the tenacity shown at the end, the head worked really well. The proficiency in primitive magic was also high… . If you hadn’t killed it now, it might have evolved into a demon dragon.]

“Demon dragon?”

[Yes, it is one of the polyps that has deviated from its original flow.]

The sub-dragon species is basically a lower class of dragon species, such as dragons. Therefore, its intelligence and power were often larger and superior to those of other monsters.

Wyverns are like that, and so are Drakes.

But what didn’t end there was that monsters could evolve. Just as goblins become hobgoblins and orcs become high orcs. This means that Wyverns and Drakes also have the potential to become higher-level species of dragon species.

[Originally, it is a demon dragon that is a hatchling that has been infected with evil power, but it is also possible to evolve from a lower level.]

But that possibility was infinitely close to zero.

Even races with low population values ​​have difficulty undergoing a single evolution, and this goes without saying for polyspecies.

It was a case that happened once in hundreds of years.

[Drake’s risk is usually set at S+ rank, but… . The guy I faced this time was much more than that. He fought well.]

“Somehow, it was a bit stronger than I thought.”

[You went so far as to throw me, so I said everything I wanted to say.]

Leon giggled at his gruff voice.

“What, did you get upset because you threw it?”

[I’m saying this because I’m annoyed that a guy called a disciple used a baseless technique, so what’s the big deal?]

“You were the one who told me to be free and not be caught in a framework.”

When Leon responded like that, El Cid shouted.

[If you had used ‘three stars’ properly from the beginning, you wouldn’t have had to throw me!]

“Ugh.”

By connecting the three movements of 〈Seven Star Sword〉 one after another, the Yeonshikoui exerts a more powerful force than the ‘Golden Holy Cross’.

When I mentioned that, it was even more difficult for Leon to accept it.

If he had been able to use that technique from the beginning, rather than throwing away his sword too late, Drake would have died instantly. Compared to throwing the sword and receiving Karen’s help, the difference was like heaven and earth.

[But, well, it was okay for an improvisation. You have to know how to commit a crime if there is no one behind you.]

It would be best if the problem could be solved only through regular methods, but there are many situations where this is not possible.

Leon’s sword fighting wasn’t the best, but it was second best.

So El Cid calmed his voice without further reproach.

[Your legs will slowly move, so now go over there. Miss, I will be waiting alone.]

“Oh, that’s right.”

Leon stood up at that point and took a shaky step. Even with his recovery power comparable to that of a troll, his thigh muscles were trembling, and it felt like he would fall if he took one wrong step.

The center of gravity trained through Bobeop corrects the body.

Somehow, I walked and walked to get out of the messed up canyon and headed towards the place where Drake had fallen.

And he soon found Karen.

“The golden sword pierced the evil dragon’s head, but the blind dragon did not retract its fangs. At the moment of desperation, the warrior’s only comrade appears on the hilt of the sword! Karen pushed the golden sword in and cut off his breathing… .〉”

Above the fallen Drake’s head, he was scribbling away at the notebook he always kept in his arms.

He seemed to be quite satisfied with his own performance.

Leon laughed and called her.

“Karen!”

“Ah, warrior?”

As soon as he called, Karen jumped out and walked towards me at a brisk pace, pointing at her cheek and showing off.

“Did you see it properly? “The last one I punched?”

“Yeah, it looked good.”

“I did it and it was really amazing. “The Holy Sword’s shadow and my body moved as if they were one, and I’ve never dealt with an Auror like that before!”

Is it because of 〈Run Dance in the Dusk〉, or is it because the strength she developed blossomed once more in practice? She may have reached a higher level in this fight.

Karen smiled as she continued to brag about herself.

Subdue Drake.

The joy of victory, having defeated an S+ rank disaster, made them both smile.

“uh?”

Karen, who continued chatting, suddenly closed her mouth.

Leon didn’t know why, so he just blinked.

“Hey, warrior?”

“huh?”

Karen tilted her head with a somewhat nervous expression.

“I may have become a master.”

Leon’s eyes widened at the absurd statement.

* * *

It was a few hours later.

Immediately after the two defeated Drake, Balkan, who knew that the battle was over, delivered the good news to the village.

It was an S+ rank monster.

A monster rare to be found in the depths of the Titan Mountains, the value of the by-products that could be harvested from its corpse was enormous. From scales and bones to blood and internal organs. It was possible to recycle without throwing anything away.

“hmm… .”

And behind the giants dismembering Drake’s body, Kasim was carefully looking at Karen in front of him.

It was because of the statement, ‘I may have become a master.’

In general, you know best what level you have reached.

This was especially true in areas with clearly divided boundaries, such as Master. But Karen had no idea where she stood, and she ended up asking Kassim for advice.

“You must be Master.”

Kassim, who had been looking at her for several minutes, said.

“Really?!”

Karen was happy to hear those words and raised her arms as if cheering, but then a question came to her mind and she asked him back.

“But why does it feel ambiguous?”

“It looks like you crossed the threshold clumsily.”

Kasim answered immediately.

“Masters are beings who have reached the end of martial arts, regardless of their weapon or field. Sharp sword, heavy sword, strong sword. “It refers to a depth that goes beyond the realm of training your body and refining your skills, and that allows you to go one step further than the laws of physics.”

However, Kassim started looking at her.

“Perhaps because the environment in which I grew up was so abnormal, my training in radish was so insufficient compared to the level I had reached. “To empty something, you have to fill it first, and to destroy it, you have to solidify it first.”

“… … .”

“You probably know this well because you have learned the ‘Run Dance of the Dusk’, but martial arts are not just a methodology for moving the body. “If you have overcome a wall, think more about what areas you have surpassed and how to improve them.”

Laymen will not be able to understand even half of this explanation.

But warriors know better.

When you’re blocked by a wall, if there’s someone who can teach you a way to break through, you’ll want to give them your heart in return.

“Thank you, Giant King.”

Karen also abandoned her light attitude and put her hands together.

I intuitively understood how valuable those words were. Cassim silently nodded once in gratitude, then looked back at Leon and opened her mouth.

“I don’t have anything to tell the priest.”

“… No progress?”

“No, it’s because there’s no point in saying anything. If you train and keep fighting like now, you will grow on your own. “Because that is the royal road.”

Above all, Leon had El Cid, a person more suitable as an advisor than Cassim.

It was thanks to him that Leon, who was just a commoner until he picked up the holy sword, was brought to this moment, and that Leon was not afraid at all even when he sensed the difficult times ahead.

As the three people’s story neared its end, the Titans’ grooming of Drake was also nearing its end.

“I’d like to hear the priest’s saga, but… I guess it would be better to go back to the village and hear that story. “Tonight will be a celebration.”

“A festival?”

As Leon and Karen opened their eyes wide, Cassim pointed to Drake lying on his back with a smiling face.

“Monsters of S rank or higher are rare prey even in these mountains. Moreover, Drake was last caught 20 years ago, so it’s clear that compatriots who haven’t tasted it will be quite drooling.”

“The taste… “You’re eating that?”

The two’s faces turned pale as they remembered Drake’s black blood melting even the rock.

Eating that poisoned meat?

Is the Titan’s camouflage made of Orichalcon?

Cassim guessed what the two people were thinking and laughed.

“Don’t worry. Would we really eat raw meat without knowing how to do it? For monsters, there are different recipes suitable for each species. “I’ll take this opportunity to treat you well to the cuisine of monsters that you can’t taste anywhere else on the continent.”

Even after hearing his rant, the two could not feel at ease.

The Titans roasted trolls alive, cut out their flesh, took advantage of the regeneration, and ate it like a buffet. It was no surprise that strange food beyond imagination appeared.

Mountain after mountain.

A powerful enemy who may be more dangerous than Drake.

Caught in the clutches of Giant King Cassim, the warrior party was taken to Titan Village.