Episode 172: The Great Labyrinth -4-
The Nephilim are dead.
I finally relaxed my body.
“Ugh.”
I feel like I’m really going to die.
I picked up my arm, which was rolling around nearby, and attached it to the severed spot.
I took a refreshing sip of the highest-grade healing potion.
[immortality][resurrection][regeneration]
[Thor’s training method][Magic recovery][Meditation]
Change your traits and close your eyes.
Borrow the power of meditation and sink deep within yourself.
Awakened the fire of magic.
Lightning-like magical power rotates the magic circuit.
As steam rises from the skin, rapid healing begins.
It took a long time.
Until my arms were healed and the pain that had been ripping through my entire body went away.
When he finished healing and opened his eyes, the disciples who had been nearby started to get excited.
“Teacher! Are you okay?”
“How about your arm? How is your arm?”
“Are you alive?”
It looks like you were very worried behind the scenes.
Because they fought so fiercely.
The boss level is definitely different.
It felt harder than the completed level 7, the Slaughter Empress.
If I hadn’t gotten the brilliance I wanted in the middle, I would have had to use an elixir instead of a top-tier healing potion.
“Haha, really.”
“Are you level 6?”
“Even level 7 can do something impossible… … .”
“You’re amazing. You can probably get down to the 51st floor by yourself.”
“This is it. If my friends on Earth hear this, they will tell me not to talk nonsense.”
It wasn’t just the disciples who came.
The cannon base guardians whose faces I had briefly seen yesterday looked at me with amazement.
It’s a one hour walk from the cannon base to the Nephilim Arena.
It looks good as there are no special obstacles in the middle.
The Guardians came after hours of fighting and flashing lights.
I smiled moderately.
“I’m a little bit picky.”
“Heh heh heh.”
“Haha. Just a little?”
“Do you plan to become the president later? If you plan to, our brotherhood will support you.”
“I have something to do.”
President?
Are you crazy?
To do that, you need to have skills, but you also need to gradually build up your Guardians’ League contribution points.
Whether it’s the Great Labyrinth or the Great Rift, it’s said that it must have been stuck there for almost 10 years.
If you just tell me to do it, I don’t understand, but if I can’t move and just dig the Great Labyrinth, I refuse.
Thud thud.
I walked towards the fallen Nephilim, stepping through the blood.
Evaporation is already in progress.
The rough skin is turning into smoke and scattering.
He took out the sword stuck in the back of his neck and held it in his left hand.
In reverse, in reverse.
He takes it and approaches the giant sword that the Nephilim is still holding.
‘Here it is.’
If you look with your ears, you can see it.
A club-like sword the size of a city bus.
At its center is a shining mass of magic.
In the form of a sword fit for human use.
He then brought out the silent sword.
And then he picked up Mjolnir and struck it down with all his might.
Kwaang!
There is a loud noise.
It looks like someone is striking a hammer with a hammer and carving away at a rock.
The disciples and guardians look on in amazement.
“Teacher? Why are you doing that?”
“What are you doing?”
“I know it when I see it.”
It is carved delicately.
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On my back, there was a radiance, on the silent sword in my left hand, there was a holy light, and on the Mjolnir in my right hand, there was a divine power shining brightly.
It is natural for the eyes of those watching to become confused.
I hear a whispering behind me.
“Our teacher was a knight?”
“well…….”
“Musashiji.”
“No. I’m a warrior.”
“You’re a Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon. You can’t just call yourself a Paladin or a Warrior.”
“Oh, that’s right.”
Bam! Bam!
After several strikes, cracks appeared on the surface of the giant sword.
Then it finally breaks down, revealing its inner self.
A transparent, seeping light.
Or pitch black.
I used the destruction trait to give it more power.
After much effort, the thing I was looking for finally appears.
A single sword.
No, light.
The sword itself was intangible.
It looked like it was made by pickling darkness and black light.
A strange dark sword with no handle or tip, only a blade.
[SSR Black Sword]
I grew up on that topic.
It wasn’t the type of longsword you commonly see.
I guess I should consider it a two-handed sword.
Even if you look at the shape of the sword, its length and width.
“Janet.”
“yes?”
“It’s yours.”
He beckoned to Janet.
The pitch-black sword is a good sword.
There is nothing lacking in both attack power and ability.
In particular, the pitch-black energy that is created by amplifying the sword or the energy of the river is one of the best in Arcane Seoul.
Since it is an intangible sword, you can carry it around on your body.
But how does it compare to the silent sword?
Both are good, but it’s a matter of choice.
Will you choose indestructibility and attack power, or will you choose ability values and special effects?
Since I had Mjolnir, my choice was set.
Janet’s eyes wavered.
“Me, me?”
“Yes. Oh, give the Holy Sword to Kali. Kali should start using a good sword too.”
“Me, me? The teacher already did it all.”
“I have no use.”
As I tapped the sword and laughed, only then did Janet slowly approach me.
On the other hand, the guardians have fat faces.
“hmm…….”
“Shouldn’t I be telling you this?”
“that is…….”
The reason they are nervous is simple.
Originally, the pitch-black Nephilim evaporated along with him.
Nephilim are supposedly immortal beings.
Even if you kill or seal it, it will come back to life after a day.
Those who killed him pretend not to see him as he passes by, but he acts as a goalkeeper by attacking those who did not.
But there is a way to obtain the pitch-black sword.
Janet came and took hold of the pitch black sword.
The disciples exclaimed, and the guardians sighed.
The guardians approached and opened their mouths, as if they thought it wouldn’t work.
“Hey, Guardian of the Stigmata? Actually, that sword… … .”
“I know.”
“You know?”
“Yes. I know, so just watch.”
He took Janet’s hand and led her.
I pointed to the still-flushed wound where I had stuck my sword.
“Janet. Put your sword here.”
“This one?”
“Oh. And do whatever the sword tells you.”
“As the sword says… … .”
“Okay, then that’ll do.”
Janet looked at me and raised her sword.
Kwak!
Push hard into the wound.
Light splashing in all directions.
The pitch-black sword transformed into a mass of black light.
Janet of course wrapped herself around the fallen Nephilim, the space around them, and even the entire stadium.
“Huh!”
“What, what is this?”
“What kind of magic… … .”
A magical power that is terrifying even at first glance.
I grabbed the Muteki sword and Mjolnir and jumped down.
The two of them put their arms around their waists and picked up the guns they were carrying on their backs.
Automatic rifle among the many rifles.
I have all the remaining multi-talent guns, so I can use all five attributes.
“Guardians, it would be best for you to return to the cannon base.”
“Yes? Why are you doing that?”
“The demons will come soon.”
“Devils? Why?”
“Because of this.”
I poked the silence inside the stadium with my rifle.
“The corpse of a fallen angel. It’s a feast for the demons. The demons are coming from the 51st floor. It’s almost like a small wave.”
“omg!”
“Wave?”
“Oh my! Why did you do that without saying anything?”
“Don’t worry. We can defend ourselves. And even if things go wrong, we won’t attack the cannon base. We won’t just eat the corpses here and disperse.”
“hmm…….”
“So you don’t have to worry about it. Leave it to us and go back.”
The Demon Wave is easily blocked by a party that has defeated the Nephilim.
I’m worried about my disciples, especially Kali, who is at level 4, but it’s okay to suffer when you’re young.
If it’s really dangerous, I should tell him to hide in my shadow.
“You are truly courageous.”
Among the guardians, an old man with gray hair laughed hollowly.
“But a human who is called a guardian cannot run away from the devil.”
The Guardians looked at each other and exchanged glances.
Then they face each other and block the exit to the stadium.
The young-looking guardian shouted with great enthusiasm.
“The spoils are ours!”
“We will of course distribute it in proportion to your contribution.”
Doo doo doo doo.
The ground shakes.
Stairs outside the stadium exit.
Even after building a 32-lane road, ominous magical waves were radiating out into the space left over.
The demons finally reveal themselves.
“Kick! Kieeek!”
“Keeeeeek!”
“Tsk tsk! He’s human!”
“Angel! Angel’s blood! Angel’s flesh!”
From the 51st floor onwards, the Great Labyrinth is on a different level.
The wandering mobs are level 6.
The occasionally visible evil demon is level 7.
It seems that the level 8 boss demon hasn’t come up yet.
The disciples stood tensely behind their guardians.
“We’ll help you too!”
“Don’t disturb me!”
“It will help!”
“I’m out!”
Everyone looks nervous.
The guardians’ faces are also hardened.
Because at first glance, it looks like the scale is at least several hundred.
“Whew.”
Aim the gun.
My first time using a Dasan rifle.
But it fits the body well.
As expected of a gun that was the hardest to obtain among the many guns, all kinds of magic granted to the gun were helping me.
Taang!
I pulled the trigger.
Tata tata tang!
I fired in quick succession.
But there is no such thing as a gunshot.
As I aimed, as I put the sights and the metal scopes into them, black blood spurted out and the demons fell one by one.
“Kekek!”
“Ouch!”
“Kiaak!”
A resounding scream.
After that, holy light, intense lightning, and black flames bloomed side by side.
The Guardians gaped in amazement at the sight of the demons being harvested.
“No, what is this!”
“It’s impossible! That’s impossible!”
“How can you kill level 6 demons with a gun!”
Guns are weaker than swords.
Guns were the king of all weapons up until level 1 and 2.
From level 3, the sword catches up with the gun, and by level 5, the tables are turned.
But why are demons being slaughtered by my gun?
It’s simple.
First step.
The first moment you pull the trigger.
[Stop] The attribute stops the demon.
Then, the [Destruction] attribute is inserted into the weak point.
The destroyed outer shell is torn apart by the [Shock] attribute.
[Young Bullet] Strikes at a point where the attribute is weakened, stunning the target.
When you faint, your defense and resistance will temporarily decrease.
Ultimately, the [Death] attribute ends the demon.
That’s not all.
When using the still attribute, use the Holy Light attribute.
Destruction property with destruction characteristic.
The shock attribute is accompanied by lightning.
The attributes of the bullet are strong attack and divine power.
The death attribute finisher uses black flame together.
The basic characteristics of being a gunman, a real fighter, and a thousand men against one were maintained from beginning to end.
WHEEK!
I’m out of bullets.
He tapped the magazine that had been spilled on the floor in advance.
Then the magazine will pop out due to the compensation of the rapid reload characteristic of the gunner.
If you just sensually extend the rifle, it engages almost automatically.
He aimed his rifle again and fired.
A series of reloads and shots that are almost mechanical.
The demons that had been running towards us with great momentum were quickly turning into corpses.
It didn’t seem like a devil.
It was like a horde of zombies.
A pile of corpses that are slow, weak, and rely only on tactics.
The guardians who had prepared their defenses with solemn resolve burst into laughter.
“Ha, hahaha.”
“Are those guys the devil? Are they the guys from the 51st floor?”
“That’s right. Look at the magic waves.”
“But how… … .”
“Slaughtering demons is that easy… … Hahahaha.”
Does it look easy?
On the surface, it may seem that way.
But I was experiencing the sensation of my brain melting away.
It’s a trait change during rifle rapid fire.
The Dasan rifle is said to have been made in the early 19th century, but has recently been modified to have specifications similar to the original world K2 rifle.
That means it can fire nearly 900 rounds per minute.
But does it switch characteristics every time you fire a shot?
Gulp.
My nose started bleeding.
My eyes are sore.
My tongue is rough.
I was so focused that the world seemed to sing.
But the shooting didn’t stop.
Even if my mind turns blank.
Even though his muscles were tense and trembling, he pulled the trigger, cocked the gun, and moved like a automaton.
I wouldn’t have been able to do it if it weren’t for the experience I’ve gained so far.
It’s possible to do that because you’re just shooting from a distance.
“Stop it!”
“Push it!”
The demons somehow reached the defense line.
There were few numbers.
Of the hundreds that came up, only a few dozen made it to the defensive line.
This is something that can be easily blocked by the Guardians alone.
“Die! Die!”
Baek So-rin, who runs wild and cuts the urethra.
“Ugh!”
Seo Woo-jin, who unifies his sword and flies his sword energy.
“be careful!”
Kali, who rises from behind every time there is danger.
This is especially true with the help of these three.
Before I knew it, darkness was falling.
A narrow, dark area.
The Nephilim corpses have long since evaporated.
All that remained in the center of the stadium was Janet and the pitch-black sword she held.
Awww!
A pitch-black sword that roars vigorously.
The appearance has changed slightly.
From the appearance of just a lightsaber blade, it has a handle and a nose bridge, and sacred characters floating on its surface.
It is completely fixed in reality and embodied.
“I, that black… … .”
“Is this a sword you know? This is my first time seeing it.”
“No, that’s not true. There’s no way such a sword could exist.”
One of the guardians seemed to recognize him.
And yet, he has a face that says, “No way.”
The Nephilim’s sword in the ancient documents is a very absurd sword and sword technique.
But it definitely exists.
In front of my eyes, and in Janet’s hands.
Kwajik!
Janet suddenly plunged the sword into her heart.
“Janet!”
“What? Why are you like that? Are you crazy?”
Baek So-rin and Kali jumped in surprise.
Seo Woo-jin also opens his eyes wide.
I’m the only one who wasn’t surprised.
He walked up to Janet and asked calmly.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand.”
Janet’s blue eyes opened slightly.
Inside it, sacred text was being printed out quickly.
Like scrolling down the program code with the mouse wheel.
You just have to wait a few days.
Once the Black Sword belongs to Janet, the Nephilim Sword will also take its place.
“Let’s go back.”
It’s time to go home.
Also, it is time to inherit the sword of the Nephilim.
