Chapter 512
Jigsaw Jigsaw!
The sword of brain power that had pierced the center of the purple glow returned as if time had turned back, and was caught in Glen Sieghart’s mighty grip.
The Jincheon Sword, which touched the master’s hand again, sounded a muffled sword and dropped dark red lightning bolts.
Dozens of thunderbolts, each one of them, were the sword force of the transcendentalist. The violent thunderbolt that spread like a pillar of light wiped out the dragon’s breath and the aura of the transcendents.
Aaaaaaaaagh!
The concentrated power exploded in an instant, and a terrifying shock wave pierced the ground. An abyss so black that the end could not be seen sprouted.
Glenn Sieghart landed on the ground bursting with red sparks. As he waved his hand, a gust of wind rose and dispelled the black smoke.
Above the sinking dust, I could see the figures of the transcendentalists who had stepped back.
“Keugh!”
“under.”
Baekhyeol master was spitting white blood over his lips as if he was greatly shocked by being hit directly by the breath and sword strike, and Seonggeomryun master’s eyes were hot as if he had met an old friend.
“Ugh… .”
The Death Swordsman was pinned to the floor, holding on to his severed shoulder, trembling all over. Her lips pursed as if she was about to die.
“This damn old man is in the way again!”
The white-blooded priest saw Glenn and gnashed his teeth.
“This precious body has arrived.”
Seonggeomryunju opened his arms and drew a smile brighter than ever.
“Glen Sieghart! She has never forgotten that stubborn face of hers!”
He moistened his red lips with his tongue, as if he wanted to clash swords with Glenn immediately.
“… … .”
Glenn ignored the Seonggeomryeonju and the Whiteblood Sect, and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the hole dug in the center.
‘Is it gone?’
In the center of the battlefield, there was a being wearing a terrifying demonic energy like his own clothes, but now I couldn’t feel that energy.
There was no way he was dead, so it seemed that he had taken advantage of the gap between the brain and breath pouring out.
“Heavenly Sword Daeju, Gwangpung Daeju.”
“yes!”
At Glenn’s call, Limer and Cheryl prostrated behind Glenn with their complexions hardened.
“Report the situation.”
“When Gwangpungdae led the civilians to this place, Orgos of the Black Tower appeared. When Gwangpungdae is one-sided, Raon… .”
Cheryl briefly explained what happened after the Holy Sword Training and the White Blood Church raid.
“… According to the Demon King, he only killed Orgos, but did not touch Raon. There is a high possibility that it is in or around the barrier. Of course, I don’t think you should believe it unconditionally.”
“Right.”
Glenn nodded calmly as if nothing had happened. However, unlike the outside, she felt as if she was being burned inside.
‘That guy is really… .’
When Raon said that he activated a large-scale teleportation to save Gwangpungdae, who was seriously injured, I felt sorry for him even though I thought he was like that child.
It was all the more heartbreaking because he was always a grandson who cared for others rather than himself.
‘Just stay alive.’
I will find you no matter what
Woo woo woo!
As Glenn calmed his trembling heart and fixed the Jincheon sword, an old man with an antique staff came down with a brilliant golden light. He was wrapped in a mystical atmosphere as if he had escaped the human frame.
“The Demon King… .”
The old man, not paying attention to the others, approached the blackened hole.
“How did it go?”
He narrowed his eyes as he looked down into the hole, as if he was only interested in the demon king.
“Hey, old dragon.”
The white-blooded priest flashed his red-hot eyes toward the old man.
“Are you saying this shit and not even a word of apology?”
She pointed at her breath-scarred arm and gritted her teeth.
“Aren’t the scales tougher than Dragon Lord?”
“The most important thing is the annihilation of the demon king.”
The Dragon Lord reached out without uttering a word of apology. Golden shards slipped from his grasp and fell into the dark hole.
oh oh oh
Various energies exploded promiscuously, but the size of the hole remained constant from beginning to end.
After going down for a long time, the end was finally revealed, but nothing was there.
“Magi is gone, but it doesn’t feel good.”
The Dragon Lord frowned as he glared at the empty hole.
“There’s no way a demon king who descended to the continent could die like this. I’ll have to check properly.”
When he put his hands together, the grains of mana that were difficult to count spread out in all directions.
“I’m not interested in the demon king.”
The black sword that rose like a cloud behind Seonggeomryeonju’s shoulder rang out a thin sword.
“Should we stick together for the first time in a while?”
He looked at Glenn and rolled his ugly eyes.
“Heavenly Sword Daeju, Gwangpung Daeju.”
Glenn didn’t even look at the Holy Sword Master. He looked back and called out to Li Mer and Cheryl.
“Search the area and find the windmill.”
It is clear that Raon sent the Gwangpungdae to a safe place, so contrary to the order, Raon was the only one who actually had to find it.
“I take orders.”
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“certainly… .”
Cheryl and Rimmer bit their lips and moved east and west respectively.
“Loen.”
“All right.”
Loen, who followed belatedly, rolled up his sleeves and pulled out the thin sword he was wearing around his waist. He seemed to move lightly, then hid his presence in the darkness.
Quadd!
When the 3 Apostles and 10 Apostles, who were under the gaze of the White Blood Church Master, tried to move, red lightning bolts rose from the ground and blocked their path.
“Until I allow it. No one can escape this place.”
Glenn raised his Jincheon sword and aimed at the Seonggeomyeonju and the Baekhyeolgyoju. His voice oppressed the Transcendentalists with intangible power like the spirit of Rath.
Those who were exposed to the murderous death of the swordsman who reached the pinnacle shook their shoulders.
“As expected, the King of the North. Not a single thing has changed.”
Seonggeomyeonju’s emotions heated up, and the black sword burst into an ear-piercing sword.
“Come on, let’s compete. your sword and mine. what is higher.”
“… .”
Glenn raised his Jincheon sword without answering. The murderous intention spread over the black blade like a ripple.
“You don’t have to worry. Because I meant to kill you guys from the beginning.”
Like Lars, he made a shuddering wave as if he was going to handle the Seonggeomyeonju and the White Blood Sect alone.
“Stop it!”
The Dragon Lord raised both hands and shook his head.
“If the three of these collide, the balance of the continent will collapse. The causal rate is broken… .”
“Balance of him. His causal rate.”
Seonggeomyeonju shed the dragon rod with annoyed eyes.
“Why do you guys keep interfering with human fights while spitting on anything?”
“We are only moving for the balance of the continent.”
“Are you saying that the light dragon in the western sea thinks about the balance of the continent? A crazy lizard that pushes away coastal villages when it gets bored?”
“hmm… .”
The Dragon Lord groaned without retorting, but did not back down.
“The important thing now is the Demon King. He must have escaped alive, but this is not the time to be fighting here!”
“I will find him too.”
Glenn hardened his lips as he looked at the Dragon Lord.
“If we don’t find the windmill, no one here will return alive.”
“You’re bothering me.”
As the Dragon Lord beckoned, two gigantic dragons appeared through space movement in the night sky.
“If you don’t stop fighting, you will regret it.”
“now… .”
An ominous aura slowly bloomed over Glenn’s red eyes.
“Are you threatening me?”
“hmm… .”
The dragon lord stood back in a cold sweat at the airwaves that seemed to oppress his heart.
“Neither do I.”
Seonggeomryeonju slung the sword over his shoulder and twisted his chin.
“At most, the main dish came out, but I get angry if you keep interrupting.”
He twisted his lips as if he wanted to fight Glenn right away.
Jiji Jijik!
It was time for Glenn and Seonggeomryunju to raise their swords while glaring at each other. The air split diagonally and a red space appeared as if painted with blood.
“Raon! It’s Raon’s barrier!”
Merlin threw himself into the barrier without paying attention to anyone.
Glenn also lowered his sword without hesitation and moved into the barrier. Nothing was more important to him now than the whereabouts of his grandchildren.
* * *
Raon gasped as he watched the very small gray smoke rising from the right end.
-then… .
I turned my gaze again and looked at Lars, who was sitting leisurely on the cliff, and frowned.
– Were you planning on running away from the beginning?
“Did you tell me? The king has no time. The cold air on the floor was also a preparation for teleportation.”
Lars shook his hand, saying that the geometric patterns he had laid on the ground before the battle were the movement magic of the demon realm.
-Then why did you waste your time fighting?
“Because I had work to do.”
The guy narrowed his eyes, touching the pure white blood that bloomed from his hands.
-youth? no way… .
“okay. I confirmed the inside of the body where the parasite took root. and… .”
Lars suppressed his blood and drew a subtle smile.
“I knew that the owner of that body was still alive.”
-Really?
“It is. It is weighed down by parasites, but the soul itself is still alive.”
The guy said that when he grabbed the head of the White Blood Cultist, he felt a small soul tremble inside him.
“However, because it is in such a state, the main king cannot be touched. You can kill the parasite, but then the body will die too.”
-Then what should I do?
“You guys have to step in.”
Lars looked away with serious eyes.
“If you are the owner of a small creature with a strong hatred for the beef girl and the parasite, the blood of that body, you should be able to save it. Of course, it would be possible to defeat the parasite by force.”
The boy shook his hand lightly. A white energy floated up and flowed into the waist dance. It seemed that the blood of the white-blooded religious leader had been fed into the soul sword.
“Is that possible?”
– It should be possible.
Raon looked at Lars and nodded.
-thank you.
“joy. It’s not because of you, it’s just that I took care of the king’s servants.”
The guy jerked his head and muttered not to talk nonsense.
“Now the main king has to do one last thing… .”
-Wait a minute, I have a favor.
Raon stood up and stood in front of Lars.
“I really don’t have time anymore. It will change soon… .”
– I’ll take your wrath.
He lifted his chin with a determined voice.
– I also have work to do.
* * *
Marta bit her lip, looking at the thick needle stuck in her arm.
‘It wasn’t a lie that it would be difficult.’
This needle was an artifact that drew an aura from a warrior and replenished the patient’s energy. Considering that it was a method that achieved the skill of martial arts, which is called fighting force, with equipment, the burden on the caster was considerable.
It wasn’t just painful, my head was dizzy from the steady loss of energy, and my whole body felt as heavy as wet cotton.
But Martha didn’t even groan. If you can’t put up with things like this, it’s because you’re so sorry for Gwangpungdae, who protected you until the end.
“How are you?”
Martha approached the therapist who looked after Dorian, Burren, Runan, and Mark Goetton in turn.
“For now, those two can live.”
The healer pointed to Buren and Runan and recited that their lives would not be in danger. As he let out a sigh of relief, his words continued.
“It’s just that the bones in my shoulder are out, and the internal wounds are so bad that I might never be able to fight again.”
“that… .”
Martha’s chin trembled. To them, martial arts is more precious than life.
When he said that he would never be able to wield a sword again, he was speechless.
“It’ll be fine over there if you cut off your arm. We will have to make a decision quickly.”
The therapist looked at Mark Goetton’s arm and clicked his tongue briefly.
“finally… .”
His gaze turned to Dorian, who was at the forefront. Dorian’s arms and legs were still crumpled, and the wound on his stomach was still intact.
“I don’t even know this guy. It’s the first time I’ve ever experienced something like this alive. Even if the priests come, they won’t be able to use their hands.”
The therapist lowered her eyes, saying that a quick, painless release might be for Dorian’s sake.
“I-I can draw more of my life and aura. please… .”
“You are already overdoing it. stop it.”
He waved his hand, saying that if it was strange, he could suffer serious internal injuries, then stopped suddenly.
“ah… .”
The therapist blinked and collapsed. It’s not enough. Both the patient and the therapist in the clinic lowered their heads.
“Eh, what is this… ah.”
Martha’s lips trembled. Her mind went black and she couldn’t come to her senses. She, too, could not stand her drowsiness and fell to her floor.
Whoa!
Blue frost scattered inside the infirmary, where everyone had fallen, and Lars appeared.
“Whoa… .”
Lars looked at the condition of the windmill and let out a short sigh.
“Don’t tell me for sure. You’ve already accumulated a lot of anger while bringing the original king down, and you’ve lost part of your image. This is a much bigger loss than losing ability or martial arts.”
-I know.
“But you’re going to get extra rage?”
-okay.
“Did you go crazy? If this happens, you will find it difficult to control your anger. In the future, if the original king descends into your body, he may never come back.”
– There’s something a trashy guy said to me in the past.
Raon smiled as he looked at the sleeping light wind farm with a distorted face.
– They said that people become weak when they have something precious.
In fact, it’s not the past, it’s a past life. De Luz Robert said that humans who possess precious things are bound to become weak, and he instructed them never to make things they cherish.
-I thought that was right at the time, but now that I think about it, it wasn’t.
If I had trained alone, I would never have reached the current level.
I was able to stand in the current position thanks to the help of Lass, Rimer, and Gwangpungdae. Losing them was a far greater loss than having their images ruined.
-I was able to become stronger thanks to those guys, and they were also able to become stronger thanks to me. Being in a relationship is not a weakness, it is a strength.
“Humans are… .”
Lars clicked his tongue and reached out his hand. Orgos’s demonic energy, which had been penetrating the wounds of the swordsmen of the light wind band, was pulled out and absorbed into his grasp.
“It must be difficult this way.”
He wrinkled his brow at Mark Goetton.
-Is it possible to treat it?
“Magi is negative energy. You can heal yourself, but you cannot heal others. But the original king can distort that.”
Blue aura burned in Ras’ left hand, and silver aura burned in his right hand.
“If yin and yin are condensed and twisted, yang. In other words, it becomes a positive energy.”
As he put his hands together as if joining his palms, a deep blue glow emerged from his grip.
“Be grateful. Other stupid demon lords won’t be able to do it.”
Lars smiled brightly and sprayed the glow from his grip onto Mark Goeten’s arm.
Whoaaaaa!
As soon as the blue aura touched, the dead flesh ripped from Mark Goeton’s burnt arm, and new flesh began to rise.
His arm regenerated with a clearer, more vivid color than before the injury.
“It’s enough here.”
Lars passed Mark Goetton and stood in front of Runaan.
“Our ice cream girl. The king really wanted to eat ice cream together.”
The guy grinded his teeth and sprayed the light of healing on Runan as well.
Whoa!
Black blood rushed out of her abdominal cavity, which had not been filled, and white flesh sprouted like a sprout.
Lars erased all the scars on Runan’s face and body, and moved to the side.
“Eye color.”
Burren had other serious wounds, but the most severe was the gouged out eye.
Whoa!
Lars snapped his fingers, and blue eyes rose from the blood-soaked eyes of Burren. Although it was different from the original color, his eyes blinked and moved for a moment.
-This… .
“You can’t have eyes without eyes, can you?”
This wasn’t a cure, it was like an artifact. Lars said he wouldn’t hit it and even treated Burren’s shoulder and abdominal wounds.
“Whoa… .”
Lars stood in front of Dorian for the last time and sighed.
“You stupid wallet guy. She should have been in moderation and fell for it.”
-I didn’t know Dorian would do this either.
“Human beings sometimes do stupid things out of the spirit. How can you be like this… .”
The guy looked at Dorian’s condition and stirred the gojae. Even the demon lord did not seem to have seen such a wound.
After Ras burned a little more magi, he took it to Dorian’s wounds.
Poududeuk!
With the sound of bones twisting, Dorian’s arms and legs, crumpled like wet laundry, began to return to their original form.
Dorian’s body trembled as if the pain was severe, and sweat flowed down to the point where his head was wet. Instead, the guy’s arms and legs regained their original form in a short time, and new flesh rose from the hole in his abdomen.
The color returned to Dorian’s face, which had been pale as if he were about to die.
“It’s harder than fighting.”
Lars sighed, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
-thanks.
“I don’t want the king to bear half of it.”
-what?
“Aren’t these guys the subordinates of the main king? I cannot accept everything because of causality, but I will take half of your burden.”
The guy smiled coldly, telling me to eat only half of the anger he should have.
-Are you really the devil?
“Why do you ask for the obvious! He is the lord of the Demon Realm who is proud and fearful!”
Lars shook his head with his hands on his hips.
– Horror… .
“On the contrary, you are not like a human!”
-I don’t think so.
Raon smiled lightly and nodded.
– Now you have to do your job. What did you do?
“Yeah, yes! There really is no time now!”
Lars nodded, quickly concealed his presence, and left the door.
Inside the clinic where he left, only the sound of breathing could be heard.
