Episode 369: Southern Grave (3)
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
The statement just now.
It was arrogant.
Saying that it was okay to attack the warriors of the Valhalla Empire at once was a provocative statement that touched one’s pride.
But no one came forward.
People who were constantly challenging themselves just a day ago are now just observing each other’s opinions and not daring to make a statement that they will challenge.
The first time he showed mercy against Balderas.
People were internally relieved.
If Roman Dmitry did not kill his challengers, he would feel much lighter about challenging the impossible.
People ignored their true feelings.
They believed that as a warrior, they risked their lives for Valhalla, but in reality, the sight of Balderas surviving took all the fear out of their hearts.
And now.
Things have changed.
The price of the challenge was death.
How many deaths will it take to defeat Roman Dmitry?
A hundred people?
A thousand people?
10,000 people?
No number could guarantee victory.
The saga, such as slaughtering 10,000 troops alone and showing tremendous military force even against a 300,000-strong army, does not perfectly describe Roman Dmitry.
They were victories.
Even though he never once bottomed out, Roman Dmitry created an unexpected result that shocked people.
So I didn’t know the limits.
How many people will it take to take him down?
Is that even possible?
There was an unfounded belief that the week-long bloody battle would end in Valhalla’s victory, but there was also the certainty that at least the warriors who challenged in the early stages would die unconditionally.
Confidence, not expectation.
Even though the warriors of Valhalla were the type of people who risked their lives for pride, they had no choice but to hesitate when it came to certain death.
Fear spread.
Everyone hesitated.
Even though it was clearly an advantageous situation, I couldn’t readily say that I would take on the challenge first.
It was then.
“We will take on the challenge.”
The road has been opened.
As people moved to the sides, hundreds of men of all kinds walked forward.
The meaning of their behavior was clear.
Wildly grown hair and beard, extensive tattoos on the naked upper body, and various types of weapons that are not commonly found.
It was an unusual appearance even in Valhalla.
In particular, the tattoos engraved on the backs of dozens of people in unison proved that people with the same tattoo were brothers who exchanged their lives.
It was a minority group.
The foundation of Valhalla.
It was the beginning of an empire that began in the southern jungle, and they did not follow the flow of civilization even when Valhalla took off as an empire.
Beings who remain in the jungle and protect the foundation of Valhalla.
They represented the history of Valhalla just by their very existence.
Their leader stepped forward.
The name is Ger.
He, a member of the black wolf clan, looked around at the people and said.
“Weak city guys. Since when did Valhalla become a country that avoids challenges for fear of death? The root of Valhalla lies in not backing down even when you know it is impossible. No matter how great a swordsman Roman Dmitri is, he cannot deny the foundation of Valhalla.”
It was a bloody atmosphere.
Hundreds of warriors.
surrounded Roman Dmitry.
Ger twirled the two hatchets and looked at Roman Dmitry.
“Roman Dmitry. I am truly grateful for saving Valhalla. But if you know how we feel, please understand that we are trying to stop you, even if it means doing this. You know it well. “All of this is happening because you are stronger than you should be.”
Crack.
Quad, quack, quack.
A strange sound was heard.
Starting with the ger, the body was distorted, and as the body grew, rough, dark-colored hair grew here and there on the body.
Other warriors also showed different changes. Minorities are not just wild people.
The diverse and bizarre powers of ethnic minorities, such as a race that takes the form of a beast, a race that breathes fire, and a race that is dyed in darkness and specializes in hiding, were notorious in Valhalla.
All of them.
I risked my life.
Even though he knew it was his place to die, he took the lead to ignite the pride of Valhalla.
“Cruk, ruk.”
A situation of imminent action.
Roman Dmitry calmly raised his sword.
It was an attitude of accepting a numerically disadvantageous situation head on.
however.
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Contrary to the wishes of the people waiting for the signal, the Valhalla Emperor put down the flag he was holding and shouted.
“stop! “The warrior’s test ends here!”
* * *
A series of situations.
The Valhalla Emperor felt miserable.
I also wanted to come forward.
As a warrior of Valhalla before becoming an emperor, he felt uncomfortable watching only himself from a distance.
It was the irony of life.
He obviously picked up the sword for the romance of Valhalla, but once he ascended to the position of emperor, he could not exist as a warrior.
If he dies against Roman Dmitry.
At that time, there was no way to handle the aftermath. Having just defeated a tyrant, Valhalla needed an unwavering focal point.
I swallowed my disgust.
Sanchez was right.
I could no longer just watch warriors die.
“Roman Dmitry is right. Throwing oneself into a fiery pit while clearly knowing the outcome is not the bravery of a warrior, but ignorance and foolishness. Times have changed. This does not mean that you should give up your pride as a warrior of Valhalla, but that you must avoid meaningless sacrifices for the future of Valhalla. Roman Dmitry is the benefactor of Valhalla. What is the point in this situation where we are risking our lives to take him down? Even if we stop him, if tens of thousands of warriors die, can we say that it is the right thing to do as warriors?”
I raised my voice.
The fact that I, who had been crying out for the romance of Valhalla, had to show a contradictory side was truly painful.
but.
It’s the right thing to do.
It was necessary for Valhalla.
“Valhalla has been going through a difficult time recently. Many people died in the civil war, and the people we killed to do the right thing were also our compatriots with Valhalla blood. Valhalla stands at a crossroads of choice. How we resolve this confusing situation will determine the future of Valhalla, but if a meaningless sacrifice occurs against Roman Dmitri, we will inevitably fall into yet more pain. Think wisely. As a citizen of the empire, think calmly about what is right.”
“But we can’t just leave like this. “For a warrior, what matters is the process rather than the result.”
It was a ger.
When he retorted with a fierce face, the eyes of the Emperor of Valhalla turned to him.
“Why on earth is it a problem to open the way for the strong? The great warrior Carlos passed the warrior’s test. I lasted a week, and after passing the final gateway of the dark elves, I entered the southern tomb. In the process, Valhalla’s warriors did not actively challenge from the sixth day. He did not abandon his pride as a warrior, but he just felt that since his strength had been sufficiently proven, there was no need for him to cause any more damage.”
and.
A legend was born.
For the first time, a non-emperor had the honor of entering the Southern Tomb.
“The situation we face now is no different from then. If our ancestors a hundred years ago needed six days to recognize Carlos’ qualifications, just one day is enough for us. Ger. Don’t you know too? Even if all the ethnic minorities die here, we cannot guarantee that we will defeat Roman Dmitry.”
“… … Sheesh.”
Ger turned his head nervously.
I hate to admit it, but
What Emperor Valhalla said was true.
If Valhalla lost many warriors, including ethnic minorities, its future could not be guaranteed.
The two major mountain ranges of the continent.
Its reputation was pushed to the brink.
As even Ger took a step back, the Valhalla Emperor shouted.
“I proclaim in the name of the Emperor Valhalla. Roman Dmitry has met the qualifications to pass the warrior’s test, and we will pave the way for great warriors!”
* * *
Now the last hurdle remains.
Dark Elf’s Trial.
People stayed in their seats.
Since you have announced your intention to enter the southern tomb, the dark elves will appear shortly.
‘Will I be able to pass the final ordeal?’
It was everyone’s common thought.
The final ordeal.
People called it the Mirror Trial.
The dark elves dealt with dangerous beings that were not allowed in this world, and one of them was the Doppelgänger, which was considered the most mysterious being in the world.
A doppelganger has the ability to absorb everything from the other person.
When dealing with ordinary people, he displayed as much power as an ordinary person, while when dealing with an aura swordsman, he demonstrated strength comparable to that of an aura swordsman.
blast furnace.
Just because you’re strong doesn’t mean you can pass through it.
Carlos also had a hard time, and Roman Dmitri also had to overcome the ordeal of dealing with himself.
People of Valhalla.
That was why they were not sure of passing.
I learned that the stronger Roman Dmitry is, the stronger his doppelganger becomes.
It was then.
Slurp.
Beyond the darkness of the jungle.
I felt darkness creeping in.
They soon took shape, and unlike the elves they had experienced before, dark elves with black skin appeared in front of people.
They were expressionless.
He calmly received people’s gaze with a cold face and walked toward the test stage with unwavering steps.
They were carrying something with a rattling chain.
The shapeless, black smoke-like thing was oppressed by the iron chains and trembled.
It was an unusual scene.
It was a very rare experience to see dark elves in person in my life.
Stand tall.
I stopped walking.
The dark elves looked at the challenger and tried to play the role of gatekeeper.
however.
“… … ?!”
Moment.
Their eyes widened.
Their cold and expressionless faces cracked, and they looked as if they had encountered something they should not have seen.
They knelt down.
Before people could understand the situation, they raised their voices towards Roman Dmitry.
“Savior of the World Tree. The dark elf clan meets its savior.”
** *
It was an unexpected development.
A savior.
At a time when the people of Valhalla were panicking, Roman Dmitry vaguely grasped the situation.
‘Is it the influence of the World Tree?’
Arcadia.
In the process of handling the work there, the flames of the fire melted the frozen World Tree.
Even back then, the elves expressed their gratitude towards Roman Dmitri.
Described as a savior who saved the world tree, he said that he would grant whatever the elf race wishes for in the future.
The same was true for the dark elves.
Although they had different characteristics from ordinary elves, they could also feel the power of the World Tree.
Roman Dmitry.
The World Tree blessed him.
The dark elves’ noble noses were instantly broken by the overwhelming emotions just encountering them.
“Savior. We are not qualified to dare test our savior. Pass by us, if you will, and enter the Southern Tomb. No one will be able to thwart the will of the Savior.”
It was an unexpected development.
The Dark Elves, who thought they were the last gateway, actually took on the role of protecting Roman Dmitri.
People were embarrassed.
What on earth is going on?
however.
“No, the exam will proceed as scheduled.”
refused the favor.
With the declaration of the Valhalla Emperor, Roman Dmitry was able to challenge the final hurdle in just two days.
This alone was an unprecedentedly fast pace, and some of Valhalla’s warriors followed the trend even though they were dissatisfied with the situation.
For the future of Valhalla. She knew she needed to overcome her pride.
If Roman Dmitry accepts the favor.
The people of Valhalla will be dissatisfied.
Regardless of the fact that it opened the way, passing the test so easily was bound to be talked about.
And above all.
‘A being that absorbs the opponent’s power. Can a doppelganger perfectly imitate my powers? If I imitate, will I be able to defeat an opponent who is exactly like me?’
I was intrigued.
Regardless of win or loss.
Roman Dmitry could not simply pass over the final hurdle, simply to resolve the questions that filled his mind.
“Dark elves. “If you truly think of me as your savior, proceed with the test as scheduled.”
* * *
Savior’s command.
The dark elves could not refuse.
The one who seemed to be the leader among them stood up and released the chains he had been holding tightly.
“Please be careful.”
Slur.
The darkness spread.
A chained being wandered around Roman Dmitri, writhing several times and sucking up the surrounding mana.
Then it returned to its original position and began to shake violently.
What was initially a gas suddenly turned into a lump of liquid, shaking in all directions and becoming dark.
Gulp.
Gulp, gulp.
It was a bizarre scene.
Everyone held their breath.
The appearance of the liquid gradually changed.
As if he was touching clay, he created a figure, and it looked very similar to Roman Dmitry.
Shape change.
It was the power of a doppelganger.
If the transformation is complete, the being will demonstrate Roman Dmitry’s abilities.
however.
Crumble, crunch.
The doppelganger suddenly shook violently.
When the transformation was almost complete, it was crushed again in a bizarre way, like clay, and then started shaking like crazy.
The dark elves also could not hide their feelings of embarrassment.
According to their oath, they conducted numerous tests using doppelgängers, but not even once did they show a reaction like this.
An incomprehensible situation.
Limbs appeared again.
A new face was created, and a long, voluminous beard, not found on Roman Dmitry, grew.
“Well, what is that…” … .”
“What the hell is going on?”
It was an old man.
A massive beard with a massive beard.
Despite his considerable age, he exudes tremendous intimidation.
People couldn’t recognize who the being was, but Roman Dmitry recognized it right away.
‘This is me in my past life.’
Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk.
It was him.
The shape change of a doppelganger is not simply to mimic its appearance.
I sucked in the pure energy that resided in my soul and accepted the fundamental nature of my being.
Roman Dmitry is outwardly the eldest son of the Dmitry family, but his roots lie in his past life.
The image of Baek Jung-hyuk, who once commanded the martial arts world, appeared in the world, and the doppelganger attempted to raise a gigantic body with infinite power.
It was then.
Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
My mouth opened strangely.
The doppelganger screamed.
He fell to his knees clutching his head with both hands and shaking his body like crazy as if he couldn’t bear the pain.
This too.
It was a sight the Dark Elves had also seen for the first time.
No, more precisely, I heard that there is a similar reaction to the legend passed down from generation to generation.
yet.
Kwasik.
Papa papapak.
The doppelganger was broken.
As it was torn apart, what had been human flesh turned into a mass of dark liquid, splashing in all directions.
At that look.
The dark elves looked at Roman Dmitri and the traces of what had once been his doppelganger’s body with fascinated expressions.
fantasy,
