9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 347

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Episode 347

Episode 113. To what can we compare the struggles of the allied forces against the 1 million demon army until just now?

The arrival of Hugo and reinforcements seemed to turn the tide of the battle, albeit briefly, but victory was slim and distant.

no, it was completely impossible. That’s why the commanders, knights, and soldiers used even more evil.

that we would win That he would be able to defeat all the demons and return to his family and enjoy the same life as before. I think we can honor the souls of our dead comrades.

If he didn’t do that, he couldn’t possibly hold the sword and spear. If you don’t hypnotize yourself by relying on hope smaller than a spark. The enemy was just as overwhelming.

That was until the moment Yuma descended as a demon god.

Stop. The demon’s voice once again covered the vast battlefield.

It is not loud, but everyone can hear it;

After a while, all the humans who were fighting in the wilderness of Rimt Castle witnessed a miracle they would never forget.

“boss! Enemies stop moving!”

A Worg member near Hugo shouted.

If the sea stopped the waves, would it look like this? The endless enemy soldiers suddenly stopped moving like a puppet with a thread cut off.

Even the dozens of Wights that still roamed the sky stopped beating their wings and hardened like a stone statue and crashed to the ground.

‘Emperor Lu Rugal. what the hell is this?”

It was a cog. He looked down at Wight’s corpse, which had fallen like a rockfall, and sighed. His voice cracked as he screamed to warn of the danger behind him.

[It looks like your little master has risen to the throne of the demon god…]

Is this really a good choice?

Rugal swallowed his words and fixed his eyes on the huge darkness in the middle of the Rimt Castle grounds.

I wanted to approach and confirm it, but the Demon God who had fully descended gave off a sense of intimidation that even a dragon like Rugal could not approach recklessly.

Most of the commanders and soldiers looked up at the blood-stained sky with trembling eyes, not knowing what was going on.

A huge red moon, never seen before, was blazing as if it would swallow the sky. Even just watching it, I was so afraid that I couldn’t breathe, and I got goosebumps all over my body.

Some even looked at the moon and prostrated themselves to recite prayers. The red moon had the aura of an awe-inspiring demon.

The soldiers who had been engulfed in Amanzo’s drops of blood also regained their sanity one by one.

It was fortunate that they were fine now, but when they realized that they had stabbed their comrades unknowingly, they sat down and screamed.

While everyone shrank in fear, Hugo raised his kaiten and commanded the soldiers.

“Everyone wake up! Slaughter the stopped enemies!”

Hugo, who was in charge of the center of the battlefield almost alone, was also getting tired.

He split the land and made a cliff, and the number of enemy soldiers he killed single-handedly exceeded 100,000.

Hugo stepped forward, hiding his rough breathing. Every time he passed by, the stopped demon soldiers were crushed and exploded.

The soldiers followed Hugo with awkward gestures and slashed their spears again. Like a sheaf of straw being broken, pick pick enemies fell.

In any case, the absolutely unfavorable war situation was reversed at once.

Whether the red moon was floating in the sky or the serious sense of distance felt from the stationary enemies was not a more important story.

“Go forward!”

“Advance!”

“Evacuate the wounded!”

Commanders lined up their battle lines and moved their soldiers forward. The corpses of the enemies piled up in seconds to form a scaffolding, and cheers began to spread from all over the place.

Shortly thereafter, the allied forces venomously cleared away the enemy soldiers. The fear of death that has been suppressed until now is expressed as anger.

The hatred and resentment of the enemy of evil… All of the darkest emotions that humans can have were passed on to Yuma, who became a demon.

“Haha…

Amanzo, who sat down, let out a dejected laugh with his head bowed.

Until a few minutes ago, all the deaths in the world were in his presidency. It was his possession, his strength, and his reason for existence.

From time immemorial until now. But now it belongs to a man who has usurped his throne.

Tears flowed endlessly. As soon as he was drained of energy, Evan’s body was bare bones, just like when he first visited Yuma.

Inside that ungainly body, the mark of light that Risol planted sometime ago was still seething.

But paradoxically, it was holding the breath of Amanzo, who had lost all power and power.

If even the dusty energy of Zeil hadn’t remained, he would have died already.

“I lost… in the end.”

Even after hearing Amanjo’s self-deprecating self-talk, Yuma couldn’t feel much emotion.

Whether they finally succeeded in revenge, defeated this loathsome ex-demon god, or ended up making a settlement… Extremely human emotions seemed like far-off darkness.

Even the desire to return to being a human was terribly fading as every second passed.

Literally a world of insensitivity.

To be precise, I wasn’t in a state of insensitivity to everything.

God’s cognition and senses are a distant realm that humans cannot reach. Things I felt sorry for when I was a human couldn’t be the same even after I became a god.

Yuma was rapidly losing the characteristics of a human.

Amanzo slowly got up and looked up at Yuma.

“Puheh…. It will be my last time to see what you do, as soon as you lose your humanity.

In the end, as I said, you will personally kill the people you love.”

Laughter came out.

Not only about himself who lost the power of a god, but also about Yuma who coveted that power with the will of a lowly human.

“Until now, even I have accepted countless deaths, but my death is the first.”

Amanzo decided to accept the situation. As a god, he acknowledged the fact that he had been defeated by a human being.

He slowly stepped into the form of darkness enveloping Yuma.

And soon after hearing this voice, I had to erase my detached expression.

[Who said you were allowed to die? Amanzo.]

“Huh?”

Amanzo shook his head in disbelief.

According to what he knew, Yuma should have completely lost his human personality by now and be buried in his senses as a demon.

Then, it was Yuma’s words predicted by Amanjo that he would commit a massacre without even knowing it.

It was the demon’s true power that even the slightest wrong move, as if talking in a drool, could drive all life on this plain to death.

However, Yuma maintained his reason.

[Answer my question.]

“Why, why is there still willpower left! That’s impossible even for an existence outside the realm…!”

[well. It seems that God’s sense is not as great as I thought.]

Amanzo was speechless.

[Or the human Yuma Drake’s desire was stronger than that.]

“Something is wrong. It can’t be like this!”

[Error. Gods and transcendental beings often attach too much meaning to insignificant things. When I killed Goode, when I saw the coin I took out of my coat pocket, Rizol also reacted similarly to you.]

“What nonsense! coin?

a coin? 이 개새끼야!”

For Amanzo, it was as if his entire life, which had been passed on since time immemorial, was being denied. In the midst of all that, hearing the word ‘coin’ out of the blue made me go crazy.

An unmeasurable error.

Those were the words Rizol swallowed in his heart after seeing Yuma ‘create’ the lost coin in the first boundary.

This isn’t it… What the hell are you? Could it be the incarnation of Hwa? Geil’s hidden power?”

Even that appearance overlapped with Risol.

– What are you?

The same question had been asked to Yuma at the Risoldo border. At that time, I answered like this.

-Yuma Drake, a war orphan in the fishing village of Ferrol. A human outside the realm, the only human who cannot be freely slept by transcendental beings such as God or you.

But Yuma didn’t want to answer Amanzo like that. In fact, I came to know that there are two more humans outside the realm besides myself.

Instead of answering, Yuma moved the shape of the demon god with the feeling of shrugging his shoulders like he did when he was a human. Amanzo was on the verge of fainting at any moment.

“Who the hell are you talking about…!”

[I will execute the punishment as a demon god, Amanzo.]

The darkness that enveloped Yuma shimmered like a flame and began to engulf the surroundings. A sword rose through the cloud-like darkness.

It was Arilla.

It wasn’t the one Yuma had been using since Pora Pora Island, but the pair that belonged to Amanzo until just now.

Flash!

Black Magi was pouring like lightning from Amulla. Then, the spirit of Amanzo, which was in Evan’s body, began to come out.

The soul looked just like black smoke.

The moment something floated in the air fell in a straight line and penetrated the soul, crying continued throughout the darkness forming Yuma.

It was the resentment of the spirits sacrificed by Amanjo.

He said it wasn’t great, but it wasn’t that Yuma was really immune to the senses of God. He wanted to end his punishment as quickly as possible and return to being a human again.

A gateway to the underworld opened in the space right in front of Dou Yuma, where a piece of the universe had been removed.

Amanjo’s soul was sucked into it along with a bag of Amoula, as if falling off a thousand-way cliff.

It was the space where the main body of Amanjo was located until the seat of power was taken away.

[Even if you have a desire, you will not be greedy, and even if you want to die, you will not be able to die.] The

only life you are allowed to live until the end of the world is to become a thought body and wander in the underworld.

The handful of souls that were once demons will now be bound to Aryeolla and wander the underworld like a buoy.

Even if he became the target of countless ghosts, he couldn’t even die because of Amula’s demonic spirit.

Amanzo met his end like that.

When Amanzo disappeared like a dot, Yuma closed the dimensional gate and reaped his power.

It seemed that if I delayed any longer, I would lose all my senses as a human being.

And I could instinctively realize it. If Advent ends now, the demon god’s power will disappear like bubbles and he will never gain it again.

There was no reason to worry.

What Yuma wanted from the moment he first swallowed the fruit of return, no, from the moment he became a eunuch and lived an unwanted life, what he wanted was not the status of a god.

A new life as a human being. That was all Yuma wanted.

If you think about it, the reason why you tried to stop the dragon horse war was actually because you wanted to enjoy ‘your new life’ to the fullest.

It is absolutely impossible to enjoy life as long as there is that war.

Even if it is a second life.

‘Being a god is not a very pleasant thing. It was also dangerous. I almost killed everyone just like Amanzo said.’

Yuma closed his eyes, thinking that he wanted to end Advent.

I only closed and opened my eyes for a moment, but the demon’s power was gone.

He wondered if he might have been intoxicated by Amanzo’s demonic powers and fell into an illusion for a while.

However, several hours had passed while the drunken Yuma closed and opened her eyes once.

The allied forces cleared out all the enemies that had just stopped and arrived at the place where Yuma was in the lead ranks.

And Natalie and other Yuma colleagues had been sitting next to him since earlier.

They didn’t make a fuss even when they saw Yuma, who was unconscious and gasping for breath.

They just waited for Yuma to wake up and encourage each other as always.

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9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword

9th Class Sword Master: Sword Seeker, Return of the Ninth-Class Swordmaster: the Seeker of the Sword
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At the end of the “War of Trust,” that was fought to protect humanity against the forces of “corruption,” Karil MacGavern, a Sword Saint, faces the betrayal of his close friend and emperor, Oliven. Having ultimately killed the emperor, Karil travels back in time to set things right. Now, armed with the power he couldn’t obtain in his previous life, both a sword and magic. He stands at the crossroads of two paths, determined to change the future.

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