Episode 153: White Horse Hill -3-
The old man looked at me and smiled.
“It’s been a while.”
“Yes. It’s been a while.”
A face still covered in wrinkles.
My pupils didn’t know they would fall off my silent sword.
He’s not even hiding his feelings.
That awful, bloody, greedy feeling.
“What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you because my grandchildren told me they made a mistake. Fortunately, you’re not late. I was out on a business trip, so I was worried I might be late, so I came running in a hurry.”
“Is that so? I made a mistake, but I don’t take it to heart. I have to go now. Would you please get out of the way?”
As I took a step forward, the corners of the old man’s mouth turned up.
“Hmm, before that, I have business with you.”
“Go ahead.”
“Your sword. Sell it to me.”
“A silent sword?”
“Yeah. Silent Sword.”
“I received this from the commander.”
“I know. So?”
“Will the commander like it?”
He openly sold the legion commander.
The old man furrowed his eyebrows greatly.
He was about to burst into anger as if he had touched a sore spot, but he barely restrained himself by grabbing the handle of his sword.
“That’s none of your concern. I have a plan. You just have to decide.”
An old man twisting his body as if he were about to draw his sword.
“Are you going to sell it or not? I’ll give you a hundred billion won. That’ll be enough to last you until you die. No, it’ll last you for generations. What do you think?”
Clank, clank.
The officers who followed the old man waved their swords threateningly.
They are all from the Mukho Swordsman family.
He wears a sword with a pure white tiger engraved on it on his waist.
I just laughed.
A hundred billion?
That’s a lot of money.
But considering the value of the Mukho Sword, it’s a total waste.
The Mukho Sword is not just an SSR-grade sword with high attack power and indestructible abilities, but also an item that symbolizes the legitimacy of the Eastern Army.
I would have thought about giving them an SSR grade weapon and adding various bonuses to it, but only 100 billion?
That’s nonsense.
“I refuse. Mukhogeom is already my lover. What kind of fool would sell his lover for a mere 100 billion won?”
“Huh. Gando Keui. Do you think you’ll be able to get out of here safely after doing that?”
“You can’t sell it for money. You’d better make a bet.”
“bet?”
“Yes. If you, Commander, fight me one-on-one and win, I will give you the Mukho Sword without a second thought. However, if I win… … .”
“What if you win?”
“The hundred billion is mine.”
“ha ha ha!”
The old man burst into laughter.
On the other hand, the officers who followed were furious.
“How dare you!”
“The author doesn’t even know his place!”
“I guess you’ve gained a little fame, but it doesn’t show anything!”
“They say a puppy doesn’t know how scary a tiger is!”
“Father, no, Commander! I will step forward! I will show that Thunderbolt an example!”
The old man waved his hands nervously.
Officers keeping their mouths tightly shut.
Leaving them behind, the old man gave me a look of bewilderment.
“Do you not know who I am?”
“I know very well.”
“Someone you know wants to fight me one-on-one? Do you have any problems with your judgment?”
“It seems the division commander is confident of victory.”
“of course.”
“I dare say there is one thing you don’t know, Commander.”
“What?”
“Even a sword master dies if he gets stabbed in the stomach.”
The old man frowned.
Of course, there was chaos behind the scenes.
There was a flurry of swear words saying that he should be torn to pieces and that his throat should be cut off.
The old man, who had been listening for a while, suddenly pulled out his sword.
visor!
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Clear and bright.
The bowl may be small, but the skill is real.
Soon, the sword light flashes and the black energy rises rapidly.
A sharp, vicious, dark sword.
It spins like a whirlwind and then takes on a specific shape.
Health.
A light saber made by cutting the night sky from the sky, the strongest attack weapon in martial arts novels and Arcane Seoul games.
It increases attack power several times immediately after activation and grants the [Destruction][Penetration][Cutting] composite properties.
The old man pointed his sharp sword at me.
“If you kneel down and surrender right now, I will pretend this never happened.”
I also pulled out the Silent Sword and Mjolnir.
“The surrender will be done by the division commander.”
“Wow! Your tongue is really sharp. Let’s see if your sword skills are as sharp as your tongue.”
Take a deep breath.
The condition is perfect.
The energy of leap is flowing faithfully through the body.
I can feel the power of Mjolnir and Aegis.
The Heart of Abundance and the Gold-Oh set are strengthening me.
The iron fist in his hand is sturdy, and the star spawn he wears moves ceaselessly.
The Prophet’s Ring watched the old man, and the Eclipse Ring also slowly stretched.
“I’m going.”
“Come.”
[Giant’s Power][Magic Soul][Sword Expert]
[Black Light][Flash][Air Raid]
Let’s start with a rush.
He stretched out his sword.
Roll the golden eagle lightly on the ground.
At that moment, my body was shot like a shell.
Paaang!
The sound of air tearing.
The black energy rose majestically.
A meteor that seemed to pierce through the world flew towards the old man.
The face that had been smiling the whole time was completely broken.
“her!”
A diary that may be a diary of admiration or a diary of spirit.
He strikes down the sword as if breaking it.
It felt like black fangs were splitting my head apart.
A sense of crisis that stabs you in the back fiercely.
Warning for licking the nape of your neck!
I twisted my body naturally.
Swing your sword in a long motion while turning it 90 degrees to avoid a counterattack.
[Tiger King’s Sword Technique]
That fourth herb.
King of Heaven!
The black energy flies away.
A single moon, not a flash, unfolds.
The sword energy that was fired from a distance was caught in the sword energy.
The old man also blocked my attack by turning his counterattack into defense.
But my attacks don’t end here.
It starts now!
[Divine Power][Holy Light][Divine Aura]
[Throw][Sensation][Magic Burst]
Throwing away Mjolnir.
Plus, it uses some of the Paladin builds and gives you some new traits!
Boom!
Thunder pouring down.
The old man opened his eyes.
The composure and arrogance he had initially shown disappeared without a trace.
Instead, shock and amazement took their place.
“Divine power? That’s ridiculous!”
An attack that even a sword master cannot ignore.
The old man pulled the sword towards his chest.
When I draw a light circle, the sword and its blade vibrate and spread out like the ribs of a fan.
A circular shield is created from it.
That is, a curtain.
Wow!
Mjolnir roughly struck the sword barrier.
It was a sword implemented with swords, so it could not be broken.
Instead, it came back to me only after showering me with countless lightning strikes and explosions.
The officers looked at me in astonishment.
“Hey, what is that?”
“That’s ridiculous! You were Thor’s paladin?”
“You are an honorary knight!”
“Level 5 can’t do that!”
At first glance, it looks like I’m pushing an old man.
It’s because of the ability.
The difference is in the tempo.
The old man also wore several magical weapons.
Things like underwear, watches, leggings, medals, and berets.
But it doesn’t compare to me.
Because I am at least SR grade, and I receive the maximum strengthening effects from Mjolnir and Aegis as my special trait.
But if you let your guard down, it’s over.
Even though she is much weaker than the Empress of Slaughter, she can still kill me with a single sword.
Suddenly, my chest felt cold and at the moment when I blocked my heart with Aegis, an eerie, silent light jumped out.
Kkwarreung!
It was truly an instinctive response.
[Diamond Body][Immortal][Magic Soul]
[Magic Shield][Shield Block][Sensation]
If I hadn’t blocked it by grinding to the trait, I would have died.
As evidence, the milky-white shield was half-torn.
Taat!
After the sword is fired, the old man rushes in.
Cool, calm eyes.
Even if he couldn’t be compared to a legion commander, a prosecutor was a prosecutor and a sword master was a sword master.
Even without a single move, you can close the distance in one breath.
The sword, the black tiger, is coming to split my head!
“Ugh!”
Charging head-on into a Sword Master is suicidal.
Instead, he threw himself backwards.
The air strike is activated and you automatically do a somersault.
A world turned upside down.
He quickly crossed his hands underneath.
My hand brushed against her waist.
Instead of the Muteki sword and Mjolnir, he was carrying dual pistols.
Tata tata tang!
“What a trick!”
The granted attribute is stop.
The old man shouted.
It had no effect.
All it took was a short delay of less than 0.1 second.
That was enough.
Kkwarreung!
Fly Mjolnir.
Even the elderly cannot ignore this and block it with a sword.
In the meantime, he reloads his twin pistols that he had thrown into the air for a moment and fires them again.
He then catches the returning Mjolnir, throws it again, and then charges forward while detonating a magical explosion to disrupt vision.
“her!”
Taking back the initiative that had been taken away.
An old man comes crashing into me, gnashing his teeth.
Boom! Boom! Bang!
Magic and magic collide.
The magical waves growl as if they are about to devour each other.
Sweat evaporates.
A thin layer of steam rises.
Both of their faces were bloodshot.
When your eyes are wide open, it is difficult to even recognize your original face.
An old man who delivers a frighteningly sharp counterattack.
I somehow managed to get it with Aegis.
A silent sword that fires sharp swords.
The moment you dodge the sword, Mjolnir flies in.
He even did not hesitate to strike with an aegis, strike with his torso, and pull out a pistol and shoot when his hands were free for a moment.
A spark flies from the old man’s eyes.
No, sparks were flying out of my eyes as I looked there.
Once per trait change.
Every second.
No, almost dozens of times per second.
As I switched traits, electric lights were flashing in my head and in my eyes.
If it were normal, no matter how many traits I changed, my neck would have been cut off a long time ago.
But one trait was holding me back.
[Mars Gladiator’s Law]
The ultimate real-life swordsmanship.
Equipped with this trait, I literally become a master and a veteran.
A much sharper attack than that of an ordinary sword master, and a more aggressive digging.
Passing through moments of crisis with ease, breaking down and damaging the ironclad defenses.
“asleep!”
The silent sword of the warrior.
The Paladin’s Mjolnir.
Aegis of the Warrior.
The gunslinger’s prolific gun.
A fighter’s fight.
I pushed the old man with all the build I had.
But it gets blocked.
It’s not easy.
The old man was blocking, parrying, and deflecting all my attacks with his prayers as strong as a mountain and with a solemnity like an iron wall.
Old people are ordinary.
He is definitely not a genius.
If I had to give it a starting grade, I would say N-grade.
I had a talent change, but the old man didn’t even have that.
But there is a way for ordinary people to do ordinary things.
He kept sharpening his sword while being compared to his father, his younger brothers, and his siblings.
And thus, the realm of the Sword Master was reached.
Although not flashy or flashy, the old man knew how to hold fast and take care of himself.
Unlike the nature of soy sauce paper.
Even the jealousy and inferiority complex that were its source were overcome.
‘This can’t go on.’
It is visible.
The moment when the power of the leap runs out.
That’s when your ability level starts to decrease slightly.
If the old man adapts to me and launches a full-scale counterattack.
That eventually my arm would be cut off and I would be forced to kneel.
The prophet’s ring was clearly visible.
One room, just one room was missing.
There was no decisive blow to break the old man.
The same was true for Yoo Seong-geom, who had acted like a filial son several times.
Even if I were only level 6, I would have tried to somehow evade the sword, but I’m still level 5.
‘I have no choice but to take an adventure.’
It sticks even more fiercely.
I don’t do anything that would intentionally show my weaknesses.
There’s no way it’ll work against the Sword Master.
I just did my best, squeezed out every bit of strength I had, and clenched my teeth as I attacked.
Drawing the big picture.
Looking at the aftermath of the leap period.
The older man’s eyes become deeper as he does so.
Both eyes were emitting a profound light.
An old man watching me and my attacks as if observing.
All around was plunged into silence.
The officers who had been making a fuss are now calmly looking at me and the old man.
They know it too.
The fact that on the surface I seem to have the upper hand, but in reality I don’t.
There are also more than ten upper-level characteristics.
A bunch of hundreds of traits.
He was unable to surpass the single highest trait of being Sword Master, the master of the sword.
At least 30 minutes.
I launched a massive attack, but was unable to knock down the old man.
Ugh.
I thought I heard something like that.
Catastrophe has arrived.
The leap effect has ended.
Strength and stamina are slightly weakened, senses are slightly dulled, and the flow of magical power is slightly slowed.
Did you see the collapse there?
The old man’s eyes, which had been deeply immersed, flashed once.
Pfft!
A sword that digs into the heart.
It was an exquisite blow.
At that moment, the old man was struck by the aegis, and he couldn’t block it with his shield.
Originally, he would have had to either throw Mjolnir or fire his pistol while passing by like flowing water, but the tiny gap that appeared as the leap duration ended caused the failure.
He urgently manifests his iron fist.
Steel scales cover my entire body.
Added magic armor here.
It is covered with area defense shield, magic shield, and magic defense shield.
It’s almost a five-layer defense shield.
Power that can easily block most attacks.
The problem was that the attack was a sword attack, and the subject of the attack was the Sword Master.
Phew!
They’re all pierced.
An eerie squeaking sound.
A burning pain tore through my chest.
“Cough!”
You will start vomiting blood on your own.
At the last moment, I twisted my body to avoid having my heart crushed.
But that was it.
The old man’s sword pierced through me from front to back and came out through my back.
Cold stares pour in.
The old man was looking down at me with an arrogant face.
“It was pretty good.”
A tone of praise.
“But this is it. Surrender. I won’t kill you, even if it’s for the sake of the commander’s reputation.”
Sigh.
I gave a short laugh without answering.
“This guy?”
The old man wiggles his eyebrows.
He grips his sword tightly, having lost strength from breaking through the four-layer defense barrier of his iron fist.
He’s trying to tear me apart by raising a sword like this…
I was fast.
Even while impaled by a sword, he reached out with both hands and grabbed the old man’s arms.
Crunch!
Then, he completely squeezed my arm.
Thick and strong arms, even with age.
There were no exceptions once it came to me.
The arm bone was torn into dozens of pieces and hung limp.
“Ugh!”
An old man screaming that he was going to die.
“Hey, division commander!”
“father!”
The officers called the old man in fright.
I walked behind the old man with my sword stuck in my chest.
He wraps his strong arms around the old man’s neck.
He held her waist with his other arm.
He subdued the old man with all his might in his forearms.
If you turn here once, the old man will die.
“Coolook! What are you going to do?”
He asks while spitting out blood.
“Do you surrender? Or… … .”
Ignore the pain rising from your chest.
I have immortality.
The best trait in the regenerative series, guaranteeing survival unless your head explodes, your neck is cut off, or your heart is split open.
The old man closed his eyes tightly.
“I surrender.”
The big picture I had been drawing for a long time has come to fruition.
I’m only level 5.
Although I’ve become famous recently, I was just a promising prospect to the supermen above the clouds.
It was the moment when I officially defeated the Sword Master.
