Sword Emperor Reincarnated as a Sword Master Chapter 286

Sword Emperor Reincarnated as a Sword Master (286)

Talos’ two arms exploded as he ran at full speed, and the [Hydra] was pushed back hundreds of meters.

No, it was constantly being pushed further out.

It cuts through the ground and even destroys several rocks and hills in the direction of travel, while continuing to push forward. [Hydra], seeing the pointless effort, narrowed its eyes as if mocking them, as if it was going to keep pushing them away forever and make it impossible for them to return to the battlefield.

That was truly his nature.

Laughing at and ridiculing those who have tried, those who have tried. That was why he cut off his own head and made two heads grow in front of those who rejoiced.

The monster that only Hercules could truly defeat was always trying to satisfy its own evil tastes.

Was that why?

If he was a normal guy, he might have realized it earlier.

If I had at least one extra head left, I might not have completely lost my ability to think, such as looking around or playing with prey.

So [Hydra] didn’t know until the end.

Kugwagwagwagwagwagwa——!!!

The destination of Talos, who was pushing him with every ounce of his energy, was towards the abyss of the canyon that runs through the very center of the Underworld.

According to what is written in Olympus mythology, it refers to Tartarus, the lowest level of hell in the underworld. Even the gods cannot leave at will once they step into it, and [Poseidon] created doors and walls to isolate part of the abyss. It is an eternal camp.

There was no way for there to be a proper Tartarus in the underworld of [Hades], which had not fully recovered its godhood, but on the other hand, if it were an abyss without Tartarus, it meant that it existed.

The giant Talos wanted to drop the [Hydra] below.

Kugwagwagwagwagwa——… .

[Hydra], who wanted to laugh at the loser’s struggles, soon realized too late that the feeling of the ground had disappeared and he was caught up in an endless feeling of floating.

Rather than simply being pulled by gravity, it felt like my ankles were being pulled by the grip of a lawful force.

—■■?! ■■■!!? ■■■■■… !?!

As he fell into the abyss with [Hydra], Drake riding on Talos’ head was thinking back to the books he had read in the White Dragon Knights with hazy, open eyes.

It is said that Hercules, the hero god who subdued the Hydra in the mythical era, had no way to kill just the last head, so he pulled up a nearby mountain and buried [Hydra] alive.

If I were to defeat him from the beginning, I planned to finish him off by burying him in the ground as per the old tradition. Although it was not able to pull up a mountain and crush its head like the hero god Hercules, [Hydra] was the same in that it appeared in an incomplete form.

I was confident that I could definitely defeat him if I buried him alive in the bottomless pit where Tartarus never existed.

‘… According to my memory… The depths of Tartarus… If you drop something heavy… 9 days, day and night… Did you say it crashed? ?’

Laughing at [Hydra]’s struggles to resist the fall, Drake placed his hand on the increasingly cold giant’s steering wheel.

I didn’t think it would be suitable for a 9-day fall.

“my… Lastly, for being with me on this journey… “Thank you, Talos.”

As if responding to those words, the cockpit light blinked a few times, then turned off and never came on again.

The power source stopped, and the moving fuselage cooled down due to residual heat.

Talos, a single-use colossus, came to a complete stop.

Drake felt quite lonely at the silence and giggled with his body not moving from the neck down. Going to the next world with a monster who tried to laugh at my struggles, wouldn’t that be an undeserved end for a sailor who lived his life thinking that the southern sea was his whole world?

“… A sip of rum… “It’s a shame.”

The man who was the greatest adventurer of this era closed his eyes, regretting that his mouth could only taste the taste of blood.

Leader of ‘Wild Hunt’, a legendary adventure group in the southern seas.

A sea man who could not set foot on land due to a blessing he did not want.

It was the end of Captain Drake.

* * *

When [Hydra], the most infamous of the monster gods of Olympus, was falling into the abyss, the battle between [Monegarum] and [Campe] changed a lot.

It was all good until the three great mages paid a huge price and summoned [Kampe] while embodying Tartarus. Since he was a number of times ahead in terms of his status as a god and the strength of his power, he was sure to win in a head-to-head match.

The problem started after that.

[Monegarum] is said to be uncharacteristically stupid for a Jotun, but if he was a guy who couldn’t think of anything, he wouldn’t have been treated as a foreign journalist.

■■, ■■■!!

The giant stretched out its grip viciously and eventually grabbed both of Aleister’s legs.

No, to be precise, I crushed it with my grip.

Destruction that compresses the plane of space with physical force.

It is known that the Jotun’s physical abilities are such that they can dare to challenge the gods. No matter how well he builds his defensive magic, his life will be shattered by one missed beat.

“Kaaaaaaak!”

In the meantime, it was amazing that he used flight magic and healing magic at the same time, and even escaped after stopping the bleeding.

If Aleister’s reaction had been even a little late, [Monegarum]’s palm would have struck him and killed him as if he were a flying insect. Summon a wyvern to replace the flight magic and ride it, simultaneously flying high into the sky.

[Campe] barely caught up and cut off one of [Monegarum]’s arms and spewed out fire as if roasting his body, but the Corpse Giant’s regenerative power was enough to ignore that and move.

“Aleister! “Are you okay?!”

“… it’s okay. “I may need prosthetic legs to walk again.”

Originally, even if both legs were lost, all they had to do was regenerate the bones, muscles, and blood vessels to create new ones.

Unless it was a higher being that left the scar.

For those whose very existence belongs to a high-dimensional realm, even physical blows inflict spiritual damage. In order to regenerate a leg that has been crushed at the soul level, annual nursing care is required, or you must have a level of equal or higher level.

“I thought you were stupid, but you know how to use cunning tricks…” ! “To realize that she needs us to maintain her existence!”

It was just as Nicholas said.

[Monetgarum] recognized what could be called [Campe]’s weakness through a sense that he did not know whether it was instinct or intuition. Unlike him, he is a god who has been summoned under complex and difficult conditions, taking advantage of the fact that he served as a guard in Tartarus.

Either Tartarus collapses or the person who performed the summoning magic is eliminated. If either one succeeds, [Campe] will be reverse summoned immediately.

As soon as he realized this, he tracked down only two people, Antonius and Aleister, and eventually caught one of them.

“They completely ignore Nicholas and only target me and Aleister endlessly. [Campe]’s attack power is not low, but there is no technique that can be considered a final blow. If things continue like this, it will be a question of whether we are the first to go out or whether [Monetgarum]’s regenerative power is exhausted first.”

Even as they were burned alive and torn apart, [Monet Garum]’s eyes did not miss the two people. The sight of the barrier magic used to bind his feet being cut off like a reed stem was truly terrifying.

-This vulgar and base piece of flesh… ! How dare you ignore me and turn a blind eye to humans!?

It flies with a pair of wings that look like a bat, and flames spew out from the claws of [Campe], who brought the storm.

A jailer in Tartarus is bound to have some means of managing his prisoners. One of them was this flame, the flame of purgatory that burned the souls of beings judged to be sinful.

As the ugly skin of [Monet’s Garum] peels away, the bones, muscles, and internal organs boil, but the steps do not stop.

There is a strength that is only available to dull and ignorant beings.

Even [Campe] was speechless at his persistence.

-Shit! Run away, wizards! I won’t forgive you if my reputation gets tarnished because of you guys!

It doesn’t mean there is no damage. There were dozens of wounds so deep and large that they were close to fatal wounds, and the essence of existence was leaking out, and the level could be felt to be falling in real time.

Despite this, [Monegarum]’s pursuit did not stop, and it did not seem like it would stop until all of them were caught and killed.

“—We must close the gates of Tartarus.”

Antony made a decision.

Although it is only Tartarus that was implemented in a temporary form to summon [Kampe], it was possible to use its function to seal the inside of the barrier. Because it was not a space connected to the underworld like Tartarus in the old days, it was as if it were disappearing.

A literal killing.

[Campe], the goddess who understood the words faster than Nicholas and Aleister, asked a question.

-If that were the case, you would have no choice but to be captured, right?

“It doesn’t matter. “All you have to do is send those two people out, and let [Monet Garum] fall into the abyss.”

Aleister and Nicholas, who were sweating coldly, understood the meaning a beat later and shouted.

“Well, there is no need for you to sacrifice yourself!”

“It was my negligence that resulted in the blow! “I will hold on until he falls, so please trust me and fight!”

But Antony laughed and shook his head.

“That’s it. I already have less than a month left to live. “It would be better to be talked about as a wizard who defeated a foreign god than to cause trouble to my juniors and the world with less than a month left to live.”

“Seniors!”

“It is the role of a senior to protect the younger generation. You are the ones to take care of the papers and research results I left in my studio. “I will have the historical feat all to myself, so if I want to live up to the name, I will have to suffer for a long time.”

As Antony said that and held out his hand once, the two figures disappeared from nowhere.

Since this Tartarus itself was his magic, it was not difficult to control the entry and exit of its inhabitants. Nicholas and Aleister tried to change Antony’s will from the outside, but the barrier that recreated the abyss of the old days was not that easy.

And a vibration that shook the inside of the barrier rang out.

Kugugugugugung… !

[Campe], who cut off [Monetgarum]’s ankle and knocked him down once, conveyed his thoughts from afar.

-I praise your determination! I’ll catch this guy, get started!

“Thank you, [Campe], for going along with our efforts.”

-I didn’t do this for you guys! It was only for the mission that my master, King Myeong, had entrusted to this body! Hurry up!

Antony smiled bitterly at that reaction, but raised his hands and began to make a sign.

This was because the nature of barrier magic, which requires three-dimensional understanding of space, made hand seals more suitable than chanting spells. In less than a second, five or six movements accurately intersect, and the Tartarus barrier shrinks little by little, constricting the three people.

It was a phenomenon that [Campe] and Antonius had already prepared for, but from [Monetgarum]’s perspective, it was nothing short of a surprise.

■■!! ■■■■■—!?!

With a cry of unknown meaning, [Monetgarum] escaped from the grasp of the storm and flames created by [Campe], crawling on the ground like crazy and advancing with the sole intention of killing Antony.

“Huh, it’s truly scary.”

As if it were not a waste of time to regenerate its legs, it digs into the ground with both arms and extends its grip as if swimming on the ground.

The sight he saw at the end of his life was the corpse giant’s murderous eyes and grasp. Antonius clicked his tongue at the hideous sight and completed what would become his last prisoner.

A taboo self-destruction magic that closes the barrier around the caster.

Just before the tips of [Monetgarum]’s fingers finally crushed Antony’s head, Tartarus closed.

—————.

The sound disappears.

As the concept of movement is erased, [Monetgarum]’s fingers stop moving forward, and the distorted expression on his face that expresses regret for not being able to crush Antony to death also stops.

Vision disappears.

Finally, the movement of light stops, time solidifies, and the thoughts flowing inside the brain begin to slow down.

Antony looked back on his life in that moment.

‘… It was fun, it was sad, it was happy, it was sad, it was happy.’

Born with extraordinary talent, he was taught the ways of magic.

There were times when I failed, and there were times when I was frustrated, but I never stopped and despaired. He cannot say for sure that he has no regrets or regrets, but he has never thought about going back to the past.

It feels like yesterday that I was shy while being treated as a promising member of the Mysterious Association, but with the exception of one president of the association, all of them have turned into distant juniors and have been respected as seniors.

Over 200 years of flashing lights pass by like lightning.

There was the face of Emperor Laila who was saddened by his farewell, and there were also the faces of his juniors who tried to stop him until the end.

‘It’s a pity that we won’t have anything to do with each other again when we die.’

It might have been possible in the [Hades] of the old era, but [Hades], who has become a god, cannot revive the dead who are more than half a god.

If they had been able to do that in the first place, all demigod-level strongmen would have used self-destructors first. Feeling an unknown relief beyond his increasingly distant consciousness, Antony closed his eyes.

Death faced inside Tartarus, the abyss of the underworld.

‘… … I’ll leave it to you from now on, everyone.’

Strangely enough, the darkness embraced the soul of the great mage who came to the abyss as comfortably as a mother’s embrace.

According to what an old theologian said, there is also a hypothesis that Tartarus corresponds to Gaia’s womb. Being imprisoned there meant returning to ‘before birth.’

I don’t know if that’s true or not, but Antony laid down his burden and returned to eternal rest.

That much was an unmistakable fact.

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