Chapter 464,
Chapter 131. People with good intuition People with bad intuition (8)
Dark swords containing aura were fired at Amela, cutting through the thick gunfire.
It was a sword that flew aiming at a vital point without missing a single one. Even in Jin’s eyes, which shimmered through the torn gunfire, there was a strong and dark intent to kill.
That is, it was sincere. Jin is determined to kill Amela.
Amela felt chills running down her spine at the clear murderous intent that seemed to materialize into something like a dark and poisonous mass.
Kagagak-!
Blinking each other’s eyes, Jin and Amela were competing with each other’s weapons. The barrels of the cannons formed by bradamante and takki collided, creating an unpleasant grinding noise.
‘First of all, it seems that she doesn’t lose her senses after seeing her spirit like sister Yona. Is it because of the different types and sizes of chaos? Or is there something else.’
I’m not sure what the reason was, but it wasn’t important to the fight right now. Rather, it would have been more comfortable if I had lost my reason. Because I couldn’t use all my skills.
He removed the blade from the gun barrel and tried to swing it again, but Jin felt something hard grip Bradamante.
It was a thorn. Out of nowhere, like a hedgehog, the thorns that covered the gun barrel were entangled in a frustrating tangle, holding onto Bradamante.
There was a gap for a while to tear it apart. Amela, of course, didn’t miss and detonated a bomb on Jin’s head. A bomb created in an instant with a takki.
My eardrums seemed to burst from the roar. However, thanks to Multa’s runes and armor, there was no actual damage.
In the meantime, Murakan tried to take care of Lata and Fay, but while running, he suddenly felt something strange and dangerous under his feet, and quickly pulled himself out.
If he had pulled himself out a second later, he would have suffered a significant injury. An explosion was also occurring where Murakan stepped off.
“one. it’s freaky What kind of ground does a bomb explode under?”
Murakan clicked his tongue as he looked at the round hole in the ground. This type of attack was in accordance with what he had been told in advance by Barkas.
There were methods that only Amela used. Bombs exploding under your feet Arrows fired at different times Various traps and strange devices.
Originally, it would have to be prepared in advance and it would take a considerable amount of time, but the infinite takgi was making up for it.
According to her will, weapons and traps were being formed all over the place. Guns and bombs, huge guillotines, barbed nets, repeater crossbows, and more.
Maybe if it wasn’t Jin and Murakan, but someone else. If it was another warrior or wizard of less than 10 stars, he would have been helpless. It was the same even if the famous knights or the entire magic team came.
But even if the compatibility was bad, it was too bad.
Curses do not work at all, so there is no gap, and the firearms and weapons she handles are suitable for mass destruction, but they are not suitable for breaking down the barriers of unmanned wizards of the first class or higher.
of course.
Because of the infinite power of Takgi, compatibility was actually irrelevant. As long as the fight continued until either side died, Amela would win unconditionally. Because the opponent has no choice but to get tired someday.
soak!
Bradamante drew a sharp diagonal line. Even in the pouring fire and activated traps, Jin continued to close the distance with Amela, holding out with evasion and aura armor.
‘The appearance of reacting to my attack is nothing compared to the highest level of knights I know.’
Amela would not have been able to defeat Jin in the first place if she did not have infinite strength when fighting without even preparing in advance in a state of complete exposure to each other.
‘If it’s not for infinite strength and super regeneration, it won’t be a very difficult opponent.’
What Jin believed was the spark of Tess.
When cutting Muron’s gate of hell, or when cutting Zephyrin’s subspace. Cheonghwa has already proven it. If this takgi’s core-like space is the source of Amela’s infinite power, then it can be solved no differently.
Even at the cost of destroying the entire island if it cannot be resolved with heavy pressure. Or even wipe the entire archipelago off the map. Jin was determined to make a decision with Amela.
But there was one strange thing.
‘Then why are you fighting so stupidly?’
Fighting stupidly The reason Jin expressed it that way was no different.
It was because Amela was constantly ‘avoiding or blocking’ Jin’s attacks. As if there is no super-regeneration ability.
Give the flesh and take the bones. If Amela had the level of super-regeneration ability she had just shown, she could apply that maxim every moment.
Deliberately allowing an attack, creating a gap, making the opponent off guard, or attempting self-destruction on occasion.
If he had super regenerative powers, Jin would of course fight that way. It wasn’t like Amela, who gnashed her teeth and hurriedly avoided the black blade.
Is it because I just hate the pain itself regardless of the super regeneration? To think that way, the fact that he cut off his left wrist and proved his super-regeneration cannot be explained.
‘no way.’
Jin’s eyes narrowed in Multa’s runes.
When I sneakily looked towards Murakan, Takgi continued to form a bomb and shield. Murakan was not recklessly piercing the Prochi siblings for fear of getting hurt, but he could see dark spirits standing out between the takgi.
And every time the aura was revealed, I could feel Amela’s breathing changing slightly. As if he was barely suppressing his fear.
Can’t be fooled.
Fear was bound to be a weakness that could neither be faked nor concealed against a person like Jin.
“It seems that the wound inflicted by the aura cannot be healed, Sir Amela.”
Under the hood of the bush coat, Amela’s eyes widened.
‘How did you know that!?’
I almost answered out loud, but the next moment I couldn’t because I was swallowing empty breath. Bradamante, who had been violently thrown out, brushed past his shoulder.
Fit-! A piece of the camouflage suit fell off the shoulder, and leaves and branches shattered. Between them, clear, red drops of blood splattered.
Amela was not responding properly to the stab. Still, it was a matter of seconds for the camouflage suit to be fixed with a tablecloth, but Jin did not miss the moment before the leaves and branches formed.
‘The shoulder did not regenerate.’
It was obviously not a natural order for the camouflage suit to regenerate before the shoulders.
Because of this, Jin could be sure. Reiki said that Chaos could dispel at least some of Amela’s Chaos abilities.
“Seeing that the talkative person has become quiet, it seems fitting.”
Fire-!
Creepy blue flames wrapped around the aura that wrapped around the blade.
“I’ll let you go so it won’t be too painful.”
The aura and blue were getting darker and darker. Amela had to feel this intuition as she watched the point of the knife pointed at her without shaking.
‘At this rate, I will surely die!’
She had been through countless battlefields so far. The incarnation of the great mercenary battlefield, the nightmare of the Gaifar Islands, and more. The titles that followed Amela represented what kind of life he had lived.
There were fierce battles that were suffocating, and there were battlefields that were as comfortable as playgrounds. She enjoyed war, but never before had she felt the threat of death so intensely as now.
As with many titles, the names Amela acquired did not express anything behind it.
For example, the reason why she didn’t pay much attention to world affairs despite going through so many wars, the reason why she didn’t even know the name of Runcandel, who heated up the world the most during those years.
chaos.
All her life, Amela had listened only to the voice of chaos that was spreading within her.
Chaos prevented her from permeating into universal life and from paying attention to others and the outside world. Proch siblings are the only exception because they are permeated with the ‘smell of chaos’.
No one taught her what loneliness was like in life and death on the battlefield, and it was very difficult to meet someone strong enough to teach and guide her on the battlefield.
Even if they do run into each other, there is no way such a bond will be formed in a space where they use evil to kill each other.
The power of chaos obscured the numerous emotions she was supposed to feel.
For instance, Amela was a child left alone in her own world. Thanks to the power of chaos, she naturally became a great mercenary, but she was actually not much different from the beast.
‘scared…! I don’t want to die!’
Some will find it funny that Amela thinks she wants to live.
After all, Amela has killed countless people on the battlefield and has rarely spared those who bother her.
But is that the will of a poor baby who was thrown into a well right after birth or the will of chaos?
One thing was certain: no one had ever guided Amela.
Reiki and Cheonghwa were no longer standing out in the midst of the fire, but were getting bigger by pushing them away.
“Little! I saved the eyes of the snake, now let’s break it down in peace!”
While Amela was terrified and lost focus, Murakan was able to retrieve the Frochi siblings.
There was no need to control the force anymore.
“A sword like this will be the last one that is not lacking in the prestige you have built up throughout your life.”
The blue flames and aura that spread all over the place gathered at Jin in an instant.
Soon, Jin became a dark blue blue flower itself.
Sarah Runkandel’s Demonic Sword secret weaponization. Jin looked down at Amela with burning eyes like a judge.
The blue flower was revealing her face hidden by the bush hood.
Amela had an incredibly young face for being the same age as Valkas.
I didn’t feel comfortable for some reason.
Even though it’s been a long time since I got used to a world where you have to die and die.
‘It would have been nice if it was a good relationship.’
Sooner or later, the moment he tries to erase his thoughts and start a fire by swinging his sword.
[Ha surrender!]
Suddenly, Amela randomly stretched out her hands and waved them.
[surrender! I was wrong, please stop…!]
Amela even sat down and shook her head frantically.
‘what…!’
At Amela’s sudden action, arrogant thoughts pierced her mind for a moment.
‘Is it a trap to escape the situation or is it sincere? Even if it’s the latter, is it right to let them live? Amela already decided to join Kingelo?’
If he forcibly reaped the already half-open flames, he could fall into a serious internal wound.
But Jin made a decision.
Let’s save it for now and listen to the story. But I couldn’t stop burning.
“Murakan!”
Bradamante, dyed dark blue, fell towards Amela, and Jin gritted his teeth and called the name of the guardian dragon.
