Chapter 837
Episode 209. The Seventh Tomb of Temar – Keitam’s Painting (10)
The world is plunged into darkness.
At least, everyone in the Storm Castle couldn’t help but feel that way. Every visible space was turning black as if it had been painted.
And people were also immersed in that darkness. The knights who were spreading their swords all over the castle and mountains disappeared.
“Ahhhh… … !”
“Oh.”
puong… … !
The knights affected by the advent of darkness screamed for a while before exploding. The darkness that engulfed them exploded.
Their blood, flesh and bones were scattered somewhere in the dark space and disappeared in an instant. Only those who resisted even a little left screams of death, and most did not even recognize the moment they died.
It was 3 seconds.
The time required for all the elite and guardian knights on the battlefield to die. All that was left was Jin, Murakan, and the teenage knights.
‘Those many articles… … all.’
Jin held his spirit tight as he felt his mogol grow soft. It was as if her invisible awl was piercing her own brain and all over her body. Murakan and the teenage knights were feeling the same pain.
power of existence.
It was because of that that the rest of the party didn’t explode right away in the coming darkness. The power of existence they had was resisting the ‘death appointed by the fake’.
But Frey didn’t seem to be able to hold out for long. Jean noticed that her consciousness was going out and coming back every time she blinked her eyes.
“Fray, wake up!”
“If I kill him, I’ll start treating him right away, just hang on… … !”
The real Frey Runkandel died a thousand years ago, and the now dying Frey is only a painting.
Jin felt an unbearable rage. All the teenage knights here became guardians to protect Temar’s tomb even after death.
[Today this world disappears.]
kuddudd… … !
While the entire storm castle was disintegrating, the fake low voice was clear.
[Murakan, and Gene Runkandel. You will not be able to escape this world.]
The location of the fake was unknown. He watched the suffering Jin party and the dead knights while swimming in the darkness.
Even when the name ‘Jin Runkandel’ came up, the teenage knights didn’t even have time to question it.
[The shape of the spirit sword has changed. Are you trying to break through the subspace and escape? If so, you should have made your choice before this happened. Now that’s impossible. You shouldn’t have come in here. Today, you two won’t get anything, and you won’t be able to get out alive.]
said the fake, checking Bradamante.
“I have no intention of leaving before I kill you, fake. You’re probably a servant of Loki or Helluram.”
[Is it important? What’s important to me is the fact that the black dragon Murakan you believed so much was actually just an ugly traitor and slayer.]
Murakan was still struggling to push back the returning memories. The days he could not forgive himself, the memories he had run away from so longing to forget, were nothing compared to the pain of the body.
Black tears continued to flow from Murakan’s eyes. He threw his head into the darkness, screaming, scratching himself and screaming.
Jin decided to leave him alone for a while. As of right now, it didn’t seem like the condition would come back just by beating it like it used to be.
‘Suffer to your heart’s content, this time I’ll protect you. If I get rid of him, I’ll face him. The truth from a thousand years ago.’
Whatever it is, no matter how harsh, no matter how cruel, no matter how disgusting.
In the end, it was something that Murakan had to handle entirely on his own. He couldn’t move forward without facing the past.
“If you really did something wrong, you can atone for it. like you’ve done so far. Since you became my guardian dragon, you have always fought for me, my family, and the world. After that is all over, let’s think about what to do together.”
Jin took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
“But if it’s not your fault, you don’t have to suffer so much. Either way, neither me, Gilly, nor the other colleagues leave you. Even if you make atonement, you will be together, and even if you are suffering, you will suffer together. So wait a little bit. I’ll kill that bastard and come back.”
hahaha… … !
Suddenly, a deep cut formed on Jin’s chest, and blood gushed out. Darkness is destroying Jin’s existence.
[Tearful. You really don’t think you can atone for what Murakan did, do you? Those who died without knowing why won’t come back no matter what they do… … .]
Jin didn’t answer.
Before facing the truth from a thousand years ago, I had no intention of believing anything a fake would say. He just quietly raised his sword and prepared.
Get ready to cut him down.
‘Even if he’s not a real creationist, the combat power he can see is definitely a creation. Firepower is not the answer. It’s best for him to see the game as a way to separate the real from the fake.’
Jin opened his eyes again.
The darkness created by the fake began to vibrate. Fake didn’t care and continued twisting the existence of Jin and the teenage knights. All three of them did not let go of their swords even while their entire bodies were being torn apart.
“Likewise, this time we assist you. Barmal… … No, should I call him Gene Runcandel? The two of us will find his hiding place and tear it apart.”
“It will only be for a moment. Twice if you’re lucky.”
“Once is enough, ancestors.”
As soon as Dranax and Violo heard that, they rushed from side to side and extended their swords. Two dazzlingly shining swords cut through the darkness.
It was a demon sword without a name.
The two of them were instinctively radiating their vitality in order to break the darkness of the coming of darkness. Just as Jin suddenly realized Eternity while fighting Veil, they were also reaching the power that only a demonic sword could have.
The darkness parted without a sound. The scenery outside the darkness that was revealed every time was the appearance of a river of blood and a collapsed storm castle made of rubble.
The ruined castle ruins, the broken family flag, the still brutal storm, the closed black sky… … .
everything they were trying to protect.
The cut darkness was filling up again in an instant, but the swords of the two gradually approached the fake reality.
And finally, the moment when the two magic swords simultaneously peeled off the darkness hidden in the fake reality.
The breath he vomited hit the teenage knights. Dranax lost his right shoulder and part of his upper body, and Violo lost both of his arms in a sword strike.
It was because the demonic sword’s uniqueness made them tired. Jin faced them as they were fading away, extending his sword forward.
Spirit Sword Ultimate Skill Type 1
first night
The fake felt that all five senses were blocked for an instant. All the auras that flowed in the darkness stopped moving, and a blade thicker than his own darkness approached in front of him.
Sak-!
The blade slashed his chest. But he couldn’t reach the heart, and he struck Jin with his wings.
However, Jin broke through his wings and stabbed his sword through his heart once more. At that moment, the fake lost consciousness for a moment from the influence and pain of his first night, but that was it.
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The heart was not pierced. The only thing the blade had dug into was about a knuckle of a finger. It was a threatening enough blow, but it couldn’t kill the fake one.
Spirit Sword Ultimate Type 2
second night
Jin, who had already expected, continued the second ultimate skill of the spirit sword in succession. The aura that was unfolded for the 1st ceremony gathered in Bradamante in an instant, and the sword body soon became a huge black vortex in the shape of an inverted cone.
The second night is a sword that maximizes the power of the aura itself. Every time Jin swung his sword, the whirlpool stirred the darkness, and he couldn’t easily get out.
However, Jin also knows that there is no chance of winning in a firefight. The second night was the most powerful sword he could wield with his aura, but it couldn’t be greater than the fake power. Because of this, it became a situation where fakes put pressure on Jin again.
Dranax and Violo, who had collapsed in the dark, were looking for Frey.
And Frey was up and looking for something. With a staggered step, she was slightly going in search of a land revealed when her former companions slashed the darkness.
It was because there was a sword there that should not be given to a fake. Even though her consciousness was clouded, she found it once and for all, even though it was the same darkness everywhere.
A sense of duty that could not be broken by anything was blessing herself.
“Dranax… … Violo… … Here, please open it.”
Violo handed over the last skill to Dranax, and through that skill, Dranax once again unleashed the nameless demonic sword.
Like a flower that finally bloomed, Barisada was stuck in the rubble. Frey took Barisada carefully into her arms, as if her trembling hands were touching her child.
At that moment, the fake confirmed the existence of Barisada, and immediately moved to Frey’s side in the darkness.
At that moment, Murakan instinctively blocked the teenage knights. The breath shot by the fake plunged Murakan into the darkness instead of the teenage knight, and Jin took the opportunity to beat the fake’s heart again.
The vortex of two expressions formed on the sword body and pierced the heart. It felt as if my hands were torn and twisted by the recoil caused by the collision of my heart and aura.
And Jin, just let go of the grip that held the sword. Bradamante was thrown out into the darkness.
The original plan was to forcibly dig into his arms without missing the sword at this time.
If you take the risk just once and dig deep into him, you’ll be done. In the end, there is a belief that if you keep your distance, the real and the virtual class will inevitably be revealed.
But now Frey was throwing a barisada at him. While rushing in, Jin received Barisada as it was.
The very moment you hold Barisada in your hand.
Jin realized that he had finally reached the distance he wanted. A distance where you can cut through his heart without missing a beat.
The fake was amplifying the aura of the dark coming that started moving again without knowing that fact. Jin felt the pain of breaking every bone in her body, but she was able to unleash the sword she had chosen in advance to kill her bastard.
It would be the same even if there was a greater pain than this. Jin could wield his sword under any circumstances. That was the achievement of a human named Gene Runkandel.
“It’s over, fake.”
Runcandel Mystery
transmigration
Barisada was waking up from Jin’s hand.
