Overpowered Sword Chapter 110

Level up with swords (110)

“Damn, we’re all going to die if this continues… !”

Hamel, who was leading the mercenaries from the back of the carriage, aiming his bow, bit his lip hard.

The pungent smell of blood stops my body from dripping.

The experience I had accumulated as a former ranger and mountain guerrilla trooper was crying out for me to leave this position quickly. It was the ranger’s duty to survive somehow, to waste time, and to force blood loss.

But he was no longer a ranger.

As a mercenary, I had to take responsibility for accepting the escort request and protect them from this position.

‘Damn, it’s like I’ve seen a face somewhere before.’

Hamel, who belatedly found out the other person’s identity, gritted his teeth.

Garlond from 〈Gale〉.

He was an A-rank swordsman who had recently become famous in the mercenary industry, and his sword skills were said to be better than that of most knights. I don’t know why such a popular guy turned around in broad daylight.

‘Of the 5 C-ranked people, I am the only B-ranked person, so am I supposed to catch that glaring A-ranker with my poor fighting power?’

That’s impossible.

Trying to suppress the urge to give up, Hamel loaded the remaining three special arrows.

That was the only possibility of catching Garlond.

Two explosive arrows and one freezing arrow.

Even if it is A rank, artifacts work. If the remaining mercenaries can hold him down for even a few seconds, they will finish this fight even if it means firing three special arrows at them.

“Hehehehe.”

Garlond, a mercenary holding a magic sword in his hand, smiled darkly.

When the mercenaries flinched at the creepy laughter, the magic sword that dominated Garlond’s body flashed red.

Kill it.

Kill every single one of them.

“Hahaha!”

Garlond, with his eyes wide open, surrendered himself to the boiling murderous intent and attacked. As a result of Hamel’s sniping, he was hit by an arrow in his thigh and an arrow in his shoulder, but he did not seem to feel any pain.

〈Gale〉.

In a quick and powerful charge, just like a nickname, a mercenary blocking the path swung his halberd.

Whoops!

Longsword and halberd.

Regardless of the weight difference between the two weapons, the outcome was clear. The mercenary, who had lost consciousness, was thrown to the side of the carriage, scattering shattered ax blades.

However, even if they are C rank, they are mercenaries who have experienced all kinds of hardships.

Even though there was one less comrade, they did not back down and quickly surrounded Garlond on all sides as if he were siege.

“Die, you son of a bitch!”

“You bastard!”

Two spears are thrown out accompanied by harsh swear words.

heart and abdomen.

The timing of the stabbing aimed at the two parts was quite exquisite, and I could see that they had tried it together several times.

A coordinated attack that makes even B-rank take a step back.

Unfortunately, Garlond was an A-rank swordsman.

Take a look.

As the blade burns with blood, the spear shaft caught in its path is cut off in one go. The smooth cut surface was nothing short of proof of its vicious killing power.

Garlond, who activated the

Quang!

An arrow flew in from the side and I took three steps back.

“-die.”

With eyes as clear as glass, Hamel, carrying three arrows, calmly sentenced him to death.

If you kill, you live, if you don’t kill, you die.

The first arrow was fired between Garlond’s eyes.

“Khaat!”

They say an arrow fired at close range can be scary, but it’s nothing if the location and timing are known.

Garlond, who was intoxicated by the demonic spirit, pulled out as if to avoid the trajectory… .

Kwaaaaang!

He fell to one knee after being hit by the pressure of an explosive arrow. The explosion that hit his temporal head must have reached his eardrums, and blood drips from his ears, making him stagger and unable to stand up.

It was an arrow fired at the moment when the opponent was barely able to dodge, anticipating that the opponent would dodge.

A swordsman who lost his temper and a sniper whose blood ran cold.

The winner of the number reading was decided from the beginning.

A second arrow is fired into the heart of Garlond, who has broken his posture.

“Kaaaaaat!”

As if he wasn’t going to get hit again this time, he swung his sword and hit the arrow without any intention of dodging.

I didn’t know that it was an arrow I shot knowing that would happen.

Puhwaak!

The moment it was split in two by Garlond’s slash, the arrow exploded and froze several meters in radius.

The freezing magic contained within the arrowhead exploded.

I reflexively used my aura to block the direct hit, but it took some time to break through the ice film that covered my body. At least 3 seconds, maybe longer.

And the third arrow flew between the eyes.

Kwagwaaaaang!

The final explosive arrow, in which Hamel poured out all the aura he had saved, hit Garlond directly in the head.

Dust rises and swirls around it.

It is powerful enough to defeat even medium-sized monsters.

Even an A rank is not something you can endure with your bare body.

“Tch.”

However, after shooting the third arrow, Hamel threw away the broken bow and pulled out a spare dagger.

They say that bad premonitions always come true.

Beyond the smoke, a pair of shining eyes caught my eye.

“Keuuuuu… .”

Blood flows from Garlond’s mouth instead of saliva.

The body was staggering and the face was covered in blood, as if there had been no blows. Nevertheless, the magic sword in her hand was shiny with blood.

〈Aura Sword〉.

It is a threat that Hamel, who has already exerted all his strength, cannot handle.

“If we had just one more solid B-rank bastard, we would have been halfway there.”

While complaining about his employer, Hamel strengthened his physical abilities with the few remaining Aurors.

When the blades collide, the dagger breaks in two.

The gap between the long sword and the short sword is more than three times.

“… “I decided to quit drinking with my boss, but I can’t keep my promise.”

A deep, bitter smile appeared on Hamel’s expressionless mouth.

Since I decided to live as a mercenary, this ending was inevitable.

Even though it was a fight that it was obvious he couldn’t win, he didn’t give up and was about to throw himself into the final battle.

Crack.

Two shadows fell from the sky.

As if separating Hamel and Garlond from each other, the two people who appeared without a trace turned their backs on him as soon as they landed.

For some reason, it looked quite familiar.

“W-Who are you!”

The mercenaries, who belatedly became aware of the two, shouted, but it was clear that they were scared, not threatening.

Only Hamel looked at them with a calm expression.

It was then.

Leon looked back and greeted Hamel first.

“It’s been a while, Hamel. how have you been doing?”

“Well, master? Then the person next to him… .”

Karen waved her hand as if living up to the expectation.

“hi? “We met again.”

“Did your sister come too? Phew, I lived.”

Hamel finally let out a sigh of relief as he felt the reaper’s scythe, which had reached the base of his neck, move away.

I said I was prepared to die, but I didn’t want to die.

Now, one A-rank and one B-rank were added, and the damage received from him would be considerable, so the odds of winning were good. Hamel, who was thinking like that, looked at the two people.

“I will deal with it alone. “Please be careful so Karen doesn’t run away.”

“okay.”

Leon pulled out the sword from his belt and approached Garlond alone.

“for a moment! young master!”

Hamel desperately shouted to stop that reckless act.

“I know you’re strong, but you can’t do that! It’s A rank! It’s Galonde from “Gale”! Moreover, as if he had taken some kind of medicine, he couldn’t feel any pain and his only intention was to kill the other person!”

“It’s A rank, so it’s worth it to struggle with this number of people.”

A rank is a powerhouse that is ranked high in the entire guild. He may have lost his temper, but it was okay to at least hurt him.

Leon deduced the situation of the war by looking at the traces in the area.

The smell of gunpowder, ice remaining on the ground.

Even Garlond’s face looked as if he had been burned.

‘I used a special arrow. At least three shots. Because he had lost his senses, he would not have been able to respond to that anomalous method.’

In particular, the damage from a direct hit from an explosive arrow was quite large.

My eardrums were ruptured, my brain was shaken, and my sense of balance was probably messed up. If I hadn’t been possessed by the demon sword, I would have passed out long ago.

If you make him fight any longer, his life will be in danger.

After assessing the situation, Leon raised his sword as a stop.

‘Quick resolution.’

El Cid added as if advising on that policy.

[Do not press with force. The magic sword can transform the user’s vitality into its own power. It’s a last resort because the host dies, but I won’t hesitate to use it if I’m cornered.]

‘then?’

[Induce the final blow. Use ‘Seonghwa’ then too. Because if it were you now, you could cut that fake magic sword with a single sword.]

As Leon took the advice to heart and took a step forward, Garlond also took a step forward as if matching his steps.

The distance between the two inspections is 15 meters.

Either way, it was a distance that could be overcome in one month.

A few more seconds passed as Leon and Garlond watched each other with their swords in hand. When golden eyes met blood-red eyes, it was Garlond who moved first.

“Kaaaaaaaa!”

Garlond lunged while screaming, and after closing the distance in half a breath, he delivered a stab.

A blade that penetrates in the blink of an eye.

Nevertheless, Leon fought back by accurately deflecting the tip.

It was a method faithful to the doctrine of ‘Parry&Reposte.’ Garlond’s sword blade, which brushed against the tip of Leon’s horizontal cut, snapped and rolled on the ground.

Kang! Kaang!

Even though he was almost cut off at the waist, Garlond maintained a more aggressive attack. No, it was the will of the Demon Sword, not Garlond.

Kill before you die.

Even if we die together, we kill each other.

The mentality of a berserker, not an unmanned man, was driving him. He doesn’t back down even once, lunge after lunge, and lunges at me as if he’s going to die with me.

‘This is a bit annoying.’

On the contrary, Leon, who had no intention of killing Garlond, had no choice but to click his tongue.

‘If you hit back in moderation, he attacks more recklessly. then… .’

Leon pretended to be pushed back by the continuous attacks and continued to retreat, giving him room to move freely.

It’s an obvious trap that Garlond wouldn’t have fallen into if he were sane.

However, he was possessed by the magic sword and, with a triumphant expression, put the sword in the path guided by Leon. The reason why Garlond received the nickname “Gale” was because his arcane sword skills were unleashed in a rough manner.

Storm-Blade

Strong strike

Gale Slash

The centrifugal force of the sword, which had been accelerated several times through consecutive attacks, is further amplified and transformed into the destructive power of a single blow.

If you do the basic work well, it has the power to split even an ogre in two!

Garlond’s mouth, drunk with demonic power, was torn in cruel joy.

“It’s wonderful swordsmanship.”

Leon said while looking at Garlond, not the magic sword.

“It would have been better if we didn’t see it this way.”

Without even paying attention to the Aura Sword swirling around the blood-red blade, Leon aimed the sword imbued with platinum-colored light.

The timing and trajectory are all as he expected.

It cuts only with the magic sword.

Leon swung his sword towards the strangely dancing blade.

Grand Chariot

Subtype

Eclipse

A platinum-colored sword rushed into the approaching blood storm.

A technology that adds ‘Seonghwa’ to ‘Eclipse’ and brings out the maximum cutting power that Leon can demonstrate.

The blades of the holy sword El Cid and the magic sword intersected once.

Kaaaang.

The half of the magic sword that was cut off with a single sword burst into flames in the air and disappeared without leaving a trace of ash.

Subsequently, the magic sword that was left in half in Garlond’s grasp also crumbled. Even though it was a magic sword, it was not even fully matured, and it was a natural result as it collided with the strongest holy sword on earth.

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… .”

Is it because the

Garlond passed by Leon and fell to his knees.

Blood flowing from the corner of the mouth.

A body that has been completely overused by the magic sword.

Even if he had fought for just a few more minutes, his life would have been in danger, and Garlond could barely speak.

“… thanks… all… .”

The dark red eyes had also returned to their original state. Receiving Garlond’s sincere gratitude, Leon responded with a faint smile as if to reassure him.

“I just did what I had to do.”

It was truly a remark worthy of a warrior.