Episode 72
Episode 32. Amanzo (2)
An aura sphere exploded in front of the throne where Secron was sitting. Secron instantaneously created a barrier to block it.
Yuma didn’t panic. The hastily thrown aura sphere had 50% less power than usual.
Secron still maintained her position in the throne as if she had not received any damage.
From dimensional magic to magic eyes.
Even if it wasn’t until the Amanzora that Lot mentioned, it seemed clear that Secron had summoned a fairly high-ranking demon.
The magic eye had already been activated.
Secron’s Mystic Eye wasn’t the kind that hurt the mind like Shelob’s.
“I can’t see ahead!”
The power of Secron’s demonic eye blocks vision.
Even though Natalie and Evan had their eyes open, they couldn’t see anything like blind people. Pitch-black darkness replaced the vision.
Yuma’s vision wasn’t completely blocked, but it seemed like a dark fog was everywhere.
[Stay still… until you lose yourself in the dark.]
That was the force that made the people of Joachim stage a massacre to kill each other.
What kind of fraudulent abilities do I have? Yuma instantly remembered the human response to fighting against demons in the dragon and horse wars in the past.
Most of the higher level Demons used the Mystic Eye.
The abilities and types of magic eyes vary widely. Not much information was known.
Nevertheless, heroes like Duran and Marlon Zach overcame that and fought against the demons.
Losing one’s sight in a fight meant that the right of life and death was completely transferred to the opponent.
“Do not panic!”
Ignoring the blurry vision, Yuma rushed towards Secron.
Seeing that guy obsess over the throne, it seemed like he had a secret.
“Jacka!”
Mystic Eye didn’t work on Zeka at all.
Cybelin is a master singer created by Kriesha’s older brother, Hartrianu, with her unique spirit. It was not a force that the demons could suppress.
Sibelin radiated a brilliant aura and neutralized Zecca’s magic eye.
That was the reason I brought Jeka.
When Secron’s demon possession or black magic was revealed to be true, the surest means to suppress the unknown demon was Sybelin.
Zeka’s spear edge split the throne, shining on the island. At the same time, Yuma’s Ascalon rushed towards Secron’s heart.
Before I knew it, Secron had two twin swords in his hands. It was not a material sword, but a dark aura taking the form of a sword.
In that brief moment, Secron summoned the demonic sword.
Kakang!
Secron crossed demonic swords while sitting down to block Zeka and Yuma’s attack.
I just blocked the attack, but the two felt the pain as if their hands were burning.
It wasn’t because of the difference in inaction, it was the power of the demonic sword.
“cook!”
The two jumped out and straightened their postures.
It didn’t have any effect at all. The effect of the demon had weakened even further.
Natalie was not yet ready to engage in battle. As soon as Natalie gained some visibility, she knew it was her role to protect Evan.
Natalie took Evan and left the lord’s room. It was because the demonic eye knew that the effect diminished as the distance from the caster increased.
“Aaaaaaagh!”
There is an enemy in front of you who has broken your life and killed your hope, but you can’t do anything.
Evan’s bitter cry resonated in the hallway of the lord’s castle.
Natalie took Evan out of the castle and settled down in the empty lot inside. Soldiers were still kneeling in the clearing.
The centurion was writing down the names of the knights and soldiers who worked hard against Secron on a piece of paper.
They startled when they saw Natalie and Evan, then looked away.
“Haa… what the fuck is this.”
Natalie snorted.
“Stop crying, kid. Because they’re going to slit Secron’s head.”
Natalie let out a long sigh.
Evan wasn’t the only one feeling helpless. Natalie also came this far and found it difficult to tolerate herself for not doing anything when it was really important.
[Do you really think that mere humans can stand against this power…]
“Why don’t you come down from that beggar throne and write a letter?”
Yuma gritted his teeth and said.
Having faced swords once, I didn’t feel that the three crons’ inaction was incredibly strong.
However, the unfamiliar sensation felt from the magic sword was a problem. Before meeting Kriesha, Jeka’s sword was different from her aura.
“Did you feel it too?”
“Yes, it’s the first time that Pidgin’s ghost has ever been like that.”
“Have you become friends with a conversation?”
“a little.”
Secron spread his arms wide, holding the demonic sword in both hands. Rising from the throne, he shouted with a satisfied face.
[I will regain the royal authority and accomplish a feat!]
‘What on earth is that so important? Selling your soul to the demons for the sake of the name of a king? Then what is left?’
Yuma couldn’t understand at all.
wickedness-!
Secron swung her outstretched arm. A black aurablaird was fired at Yuma and Zecca. It wouldn’t do any good to block this.
The two diverged in both directions and performed joint work.
As expected, Secron’s swordsmanship was not that great. It was to the extent that Yuma dared to afford to destroy the throne.
“Stop the bullshit that got the throne back!”
Secron’s expression contorted as Ascalon shattered the throne.
When Joachim held the position of the kingdom, the throne that all the kings of the past had been attached to was completely destroyed.
As soon as he made up his mind to regain the kingship.
Secron was a human obsessed with the odd part.
[I’ll decorate your skull on the throne…] As
Secron showed signs of trying to attack in earnest, Yuma and Zecca put their minds together.
The Wolf Asher family was a family that produced strong warriors for generations. To that extent, Secron was at the level of a sword master.
Of course, to Yuma, he was ‘only a sword master’.
But that damn demonic sword was the problem. The pair of unidentified demonic swords were too powerful.
A demonic sword that gives pain as if the whole grip is ripped apart just by clashing the swords! I had never heard of such an outrageous ability.
Secron flamboyantly wielded twin swords and withstood Yuma and Zecca’s joint attack.
Looking at their swordsmanship skills, it would be difficult for them to survive 10 seconds, but because of the magic sword, Baek Joo-hyun continued.
In this situation, even though the spear was an overwhelmingly advantageous weapon, Zeka was unable to deliver a single blow to the three crons. It was because the backlash that seemed like it would bounce off just by brushing against the magic sword was transmitted.
As the battle progressed, Yuma and Zecca were at a disadvantage.
It seemed that if I fired the aura spheres, I could somehow make a gap and cut them down. But the choice was not good.
‘At least this level of strength won’t be the end… You have to arrange your stamina well. He’s mortal and he’s the one who talked about him. His bottom line hasn’t been revealed yet.’
Yuma thought while controlling the distance.
If he used the Zach family’s decisive battle right away, he could have decided.
But that was the last move.
It was a waste to use it now.
‘It wouldn’t be much of a big deal if it wasn’t for that demonic sword and demonic eye…
It wasn’t just the demonic sword that bothered me.
Secron opened his eyes once in a while during the fierce battle, looking for gaps in Zeka and Yuma. It was a fleeting moment, but every time my vision darkened, I felt dizzy.
Yuma soon found an answer.
In terms of pure martial arts, Yuma was far ahead of Baron Secron.
Secron’s swordsmanship had the brilliance of a twin swordsman, but he could see the extravagance unique to aristocratic swordsmanship.
A huge delusion that there will only be honorable fights between weapons in the world.
Despite being possessed by demons, Sekron unknowingly used only noble swordsmanship.
It meant that the Demon Possession was not completely completed. Yuma judged that it was because of Secron’s obsession with the throne.
Just looking at his obsession with the throne,
it was revealed how much Secron values ‘legitimacy’. His swordsmanship is also reflected in his personality.
It was a contradictory story that such a human called the demons, but it was not contradictory for a human being in contradiction to make a terrible choice.
A close combat technique learned from Haka and refined by Duran.
I didn’t have much fear of spears flying into my face since I was born.
So even when fighting Tenchu, he was able to dig into the rotation of the ax, and he was able to use his grabbing skills when fighting Randel.
It was the same when he was fighting Shonan Rollmandy and when he was fighting Magi-drunk Zecca.
It was Yuma’s forte to jump through the gap between sword and spear without fear of death.
[I’ll give you a chance to become his heart! Die!]
Secron’s sharp stab aimed at Yuma’s neck.
If you want to win with swordsmanship, it was standard to swing the Ascalon up or down to knock out the demonic sword and use the recoil to return the stab.
However, Yuma pushed himself forward, accepting that his neck might be torn.
Even if Secron’s swordsmanship skills were a little better, it would be difficult to make such a reckless attempt. It was because there was a variable called the magic sword.
The magic sword lightly grazed Yuma’s ear.
The demonic sword did not stop at inflicting scratches, but left dark traces. It was the energy of a black aura that gave burning pain as if sucking life force.
Right after that, Yuma’s blow continued.
Fuck!
[Keah!]
It was a head-butt.
Yuma crushed Secron’s nasal bone with his steel skull with all his might.
At the same time, he clung to him as if he were falling, and hooked his left leg on Secron’s right leg. It was an ignorant match.
Yuma and Secron tumbled to the floor. Yuma didn’t give Secron a chance to respond and climbed on top of him, pressing down on his thighs with his knees.
“Hu bastard. It hurts terribly!”
It was as if the ears were being supported with a piece of iron that was heated.
Yuma, filled with anger as much as it was painful, furiously punched the defenseless Secron in the face.
Puck! Puck!
There was a dull sound of bones and flesh being crushed.
“Jekah what are you doing! Cut off your arms and legs, you bastard!”
As Yuma shouted, Zeka swung her civeline and severed Secron’s limbs.
After the wrist was cut off, the demonic sword gradually became transparent and disappeared. Violet blood poured like a fountain from Secron’s limbs.
[Geuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu]
Secron was speaking through the air, not through vocal chords.
Yuma mercilessly slashed Secron’s face with his fists and elbows.
Secron’s skull caved in and his brain water spurted out. But the intuition came. Secrons never die to this extent.
However, it was true that I was very happy emotionally by crushing his face.
[You’ll regret it soon… cluck cluck…]
“Assholes always talk a lot. Since it’s right to follow, are you thinking about doing it right now? Why don’t you reveal your true self, secron?”
[Hahaha… It’s fun…]
“Should I call you Amanzo?”
Yuma deliberately brought up Amanzo’s name and thrust his fist into Secron’s heart.
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