Chapter 283
Burren swallowed dry saliva as he watched blood drop like a meteor shower.
‘To really break that thing…’
I couldn’t move a finger when the sun disappeared and the shaman appeared. Overwhelmed by the scale of blood that encompassed the entirety of Gran Seville, he swallowed only dry saliva.
So did the others. Even Runan, who seemed to have no feelings of bewilderment, could be seen breaking out in a cold sweat.
When everyone in Gwangpungdan was nervous and their hands were shaking, a message came from Raon.
[Are you scared?]
Tendons sprouted from his forehead at the frivolous words that didn’t go well with the serious situation.
[I didn’t teach you guys so weakly.]
That cool voice reminded me of the training I had with that guy. Hide and seek of death, sparring, sparring, and character-destruction training. The thrilling hells were vividly drawn just by thinking about them.
‘okay. I’ve come too far to die from that kind of magic.’
Burren gripped the sword bottle tightly. Because he tasted real hell, his fighting spirit, which had been suppressed by the shaman’s staff, flared up again.
“I can’t die until I punch that person.”
“okay. You must eat one shot.”
“Let’s hold on.”
“Compared to training that bastard, that’s nothing.”
The other Gwangpungdan members also gathered their hearts and glared at the shaman. The emotion in their eyes was not fear, but confidence that they could do it.
[Your eyes are nice.]
Raon didn’t even look at me and nodded in satisfaction.
[You don’t have to worry about witchcraft. that i break You guys do what you do.]
As promised, Raon broke the shaman’s camp alone and even stabbed the 7 apostles with their swords.
Burren and Gwangpungdan looked at Raon with their fists clenched tightly.
Colleagues in motives. And now, looking at the back of the man in front of him, he prayed for victory.
* * *
Raon narrowed his eyes as he looked at the wounds of the 7 apostles.
‘Sorry.’
It wasn’t deep.
The 7 apostles leaned back the moment the requiem sword rushed in, avoiding fatal wounds. Watching him lower his stance while stopping the bleeding in his chest, he was preparing for a follow-up attack.
‘It doesn’t explode.’
It was obvious that he was taken aback, but he did not lose his reason. It seemed that he had realized through his previous fights that if he ran out of control, he would be beaten.
“I admit it.”
The seven apostles forcibly covered the wounds in their chests and nodded. Even if the bleeding was stopped, the pain would be great because of Yogi, but he didn’t show much.
“I didn’t know you could throw a knife like this. It’s novel.”
“Are you recognized? What are you trying to admit to yourself?”
Raon snorted and swung the jecheon sword.
“I don’t need your acknowledgment. All I want is your neck.”
I took a deep breath and crossed my arms holding the two swords diagonally.
‘I’d better finish it quickly.’
It didn’t show, but it broke the bloody plague and consumed a considerable amount of aura. I decided to finish it quickly without wasting time.
“This bug-like bastard…”
The 7 apostles wrinkled their faces and aimed the saw blade, as if mocking words were more irritating than being hit by a sword. His blood burned to the point where his hair stood on end over the saw blade.
Tuoong!
Raon kicked the ground violently. Stepping on Taehwa Ibo, he rushed to the front of the 7 apostles like a flash battle.
“this guy!”
As if he thought that the 7 apostles had ignored him, he slashed the saw blade straight ahead.
Whoa!
The terrifying blade wrapped in mighty blood reached right in front of my eyes. It was fast, heavy, and even sharp.
‘The swordsmanship is also running.’
What has changed is not just the level. The 7 apostles had learned a new, top-notch swordsmanship.
Tuuk!
Raon stepped forward with his slightly twisted ankle. As if walking on water, he gently stepped on the ground and portrayed soft swordsmanship with the Jecheon sword.
Whoa!
The silver blades flowing along the constellations contained cold air and blocked the saw blades of the 7 apostles.
Raon leaned his upper body forward. Now that you’ve defended, it’s time to attack. He blew out Hwaryeong with a thinly held requiem sword.
The yellow and red petals that bloomed from the short blade became a sharp storm and attacked the 7 apostles.
“I saw this too.”
The seven apostles relaxed and stepped back. He turned the saw blade like a windmill, creating a curtain of blood.
“It will be a little different from back then.”
Right after Raon’s voice rang, the movement of the petals changed rapidly. The fragments of flame moved forward as if they were alive and breathing, exploding the energy of deterioration in front of the vital points of the 7 apostles.
Aaaaaaaang!
The wall of blood caused by the 7 apostles swayed greatly at the shock of successive explosions.
“Keuu such power…”
“You are not the only one who has become stronger.”
Raon twisted his chin and raised his lips.
“If you think you’ve surpassed me, you’ll die without doing anything.”
“what?”
“Before and now, you are below me. Stop talking and die.”
The seven apostles’ jaws trembled to the extent that they looked uneasy at the confident declaration.
“You cheeky bastard!”
The 7 apostles shouted and rushed. He exploded his power in anger, but his sword became sharper. It seemed that he only strengthened his power without abandoning his cold reason.
Whoa!
With the requiem sword held in reverse, he blocked the sword attack of the 7 apostles pushing in like a wild boar. My shoulders and arm bones were sore, and I felt a shock even to my stomach.
“A wormy bastard! I’ll trample you like this so you can’t even wield a sword!”
As if expecting the sword to be blocked, the 7 apostles rotated their wrists and immediately launched a second sword strike.
Roaring!
The blood in the saw blade swelled three times in an instant and pressed down on the whole body. It seemed to be the season that reduced sharpness and maximized weight and power.
‘Certainly the power is strong.’
The swordsmanship of the 7 apostles has the power of a master’s advanced level. However, the level he reached was not an advanced level. At least an intermediate level pole.
‘If that’s the case…’
I have an advantage.
Although he couldn’t catch up with the state right away, he was able to chase the power, speed, and aura.
Whoa.
Raon pulled out the takgi from his lungs and made the ring of fire resonate with polarity.
Chiyiying!
The saw blade of the seven apostles slowed down and the flow of its power began to come into view.
‘The skill level isn’t that high.’
He sharpened his concentration and found a gap in the sword attack from the 7 apostles. I could feel the weakness of the sword part in the full flame of blood.
Comic book white flower.
red island.
A line of flame that burned like a beam of light on the blade of the Jecheon Sword hit the tip of the saw blade.
Whoa!
The saw blade, which had been filled with ignorant power, bounced off violently.
“This is it!”
When the 7 apostles tried to lose their bodies like mudfish, they stepped on the Taehwabo. Folding the space, I followed and slashed the soul sword at the guy’s shoulder.
Quadruped!
The 7 apostles’ collarbones were ripped out, and thick blood gushed out like a fountain.
“Quaaaaagh!”
He groaned in pain as he backed away, clutching his shoulders.
“How can I break the blood-majority…”
“…”
Raon didn’t answer and stepped on Taehwabo again. It moved forward as if riding the water and dug in to the left.
“go away!”
The seven apostles wiped away their embarrassment in an instant and swung their saw blades like a warrior who had reached a master level. It was a powerful swordsmanship that was similar to the previous swordsman.
‘I expected this level of resistance.’
Didn’t back down. He raised a round cartoon ball on top of the requiem sword he held in reverse hand.
Chiririling!
Cartoonist beads wall. The energy of deterioration that rose like a shield deflected the 7 apostles’ saw blades. Then, he struck down the Celestial Sword, which was filled with Glacia’s cold energy.
Whoa!
The saw blades interlocked with the two swords shook as if they would break.
Pucak!
Blood gushed out again from the wounds on his chest and shoulders that the seven apostles had managed to stop.
“profit!”
Following the cartoonist and Glacia, Raon pushed the 7 apostles by raising all the strength of the body.
Koo-goo-goo-goo!
The ground that had been shaken by that overwhelming power collapsed and the seven apostles fell down.
-Are you not doing what you normally do?
Lars narrowed his eyes as he looked at the crushed floor.
‘What do you normally do?’
-It’s an obscene act of stealing skills while fooling the opponent.
‘I don’t need that guy.’
Raon shook his head and went down to the hole where the seven apostles fell.
The bottom was a huge cavity, and countless corpses were scattered around the outside, and the floor was full of traces of dried blood.
‘Because it’s not worth learning.’
It was clear that this joint was the place where the 7 apostles and a guy called Tewes gathered blood by killing people. There’s no need for such a bastard’s martial arts. I will overwhelm you to feel fear and fear, and then I will finish it.
“This worm…”
The 7 apostles gripped the saw blade with both hands as they grinded their teeth roughly enough to break them. As if becoming one with the sword, his sharp blood soared endlessly.
Raon spurred the blood-drenched ground and swung his sword down, creating a smaller but thicker flame.
Whoops!
* * *
The 7 apostles bit their lips while barely blocking Raon’s sword attack.
‘Why? why!’
Why can’t I beat him right before I reach the master level!
Why can’t I block a sword like that of a lower rank!
Even though he was in a higher game and the amount of blood overpowered Raon’s aura, every time he blocked his sword attack, a shock shook his stomach. The bleeding, which had barely stopped, burst again, and the blood was rapidly draining.
‘Does this make sense?’
The most important thing in the unmanned confrontation is the level and amount of aura. No matter how excellent martial arts you have learned, it is not uncommon for a martial artist at a lower level to defeat a martial artist at a higher level.
However, Raon Sieghart thrust the blade at himself, who was still higher than before. A sharper and more powerful blade.
I couldn’t understand how that was possible.
“Ughhhh!”
The 7 apostles screamed and exploded all remaining blood. All around that mighty energy, he struck down the true blood spirit, the season of perfect blood that he had learned from the religious leader.
Quaaaaaaaa!
Two lights flashed between the blades he struck with all his might. blue-red radiance. It was Raon’s sword attack that contained both cold and heat.
Wow!
The true blood soul was slashed by the slash of the two swords, and the seven apostles were thrown back and crashed into the wall.
“Great…”
The seven apostles trembled as they saw the pile of stones with drops of blood falling over their heads.
‘Even the true blood soul is pushed back…’
The true blood soul boasts the strongest firepower in blood. If this was broken, it would be impossible to defeat him by force.
that buck
I raised my head to the sound of footsteps pressing down on the sticky floor. Raon Sieghart was approaching with a terrifying glare.
“Ugh…”
The guy. An insect that was thought to be killed by lightly twisting its neck appears large. It now seemed huge enough to fill this cavity beyond its own height.
‘You said you were scared? I?’
do not do that. As an apostle of the Blood God and a disciple of the Blood Church, you must never be afraid of those bugs.
‘method! How to!’
The gaze of the 7 apostles, who rolled their eyes, saw blood filling the gap between the floor and the wall.
‘ah!’
The seven apostles nodded lowly.
‘there is. There’s no way to kill him!’
This is a place where he caused a bloody plague and recharged his blood. The blood that escaped from the shaman’s circle was gathering here again, so if you absorbed it, you could kill that guy.
“Hoo-wook!”
The 7 apostles moved to the side, stepping on the extreme steps. At the same time, it caused an aura of white blood and sucked up the blood gathering in the cavity.
‘good. It’s possible.’
I haven’t done much practice, but there is a lot of blood gathering. If he waited a little longer, he could erase his wounds and gather his blood to kill Raon.
‘You have to focus on your footwork as much as possible’
I turned my gaze to run away from Raon, but he didn’t come closer and drove Yogi’s dagger into the ground.
“What are you doing… Huh?”
The 7 apostles opened their mouths. The condensed blood split into two and half flowed into Raon’s dagger.
oh oh oh!
The dagger ate up those blood energies and increased the size of the yogi.
“Keugh! that’s mine! Why are you bloody!”
“It is not blood. It is the resentment of the people you killed.”
Raon pulled out the dagger stuck in the floor with his cold eyes shining.
“These people.”
Clumps of blood soared in the air as if blood had been pierced. He raised two swords through the mist of blood.
“He wants you to taste hell and then kill him.”
* * *
Raon felt the powerful energy from the Requiem Sword and filled his hands with strength.
Woo woo woo woo!
The requiem sword sounded a thrilling sound. The masters of blood. He told the 7 apostles that the spirits of the dead wanted revenge.
As if the words were true, the blood that flowed into this joint gathered more towards the soul sword than the 7 apostles and delivered enormous power.
‘Then I should listen.’
Raon lowered his stance and charged at the 7 apostles.
Wow!
The requiem sword, wrapped around the blade of the mad sword, collided with the saw blade of the 7 apostles. The power of resentment and screaming in the insignificant blade pushes the saw blade alone. The fearsome yogi suppressed his blood.
“With such a bizarre power!”
“It’s you who’s a mess.”
Raon held his breath and threw back his sword. The fire dragon that descended on top of the silver sword opened its mouth wide. Its bright yellow eyes glowed and let out a roar of deterioration.
Quaaaaaa!
The 7 apostles’ faces were full of veins due to the terrifying firepower caused by Yeom Ryong-gyeol.
Koo-goo-goo-goo!
As if running out of blood, he was blocking both the Requiem Sword and the Jecheon Sword at the same time, but the hand holding the saw blade trembled as if the limit was approaching.
Chiyiing!
Raon leaned his upper body forward and added strength to his two swords. The blue and red energy became a mountain and pushed the 7 apostles.
cooong!
The legs of the 7 apostles got stuck on the floor stained with blood, and his whole body staggered like a paper doll.
“Keep it off…”
“The people you killed couldn’t even resist.”
Raon looked down at the seven apostles with eyes burning like flames.
“I’ll trample you to death like the worm that calls out like that.”
I stepped on the advance and went further. Amplified Glacia, the cartoonist of the Ring of Fire, with Yogi flowing through the Soul Sword.
“Aaaaaaaaagh!”
The 7 apostles screamed and struggled for the last time, but Raon ignored the struggle and raised all his strength to strike the 7 apostles down.
Crispy!
The stronger the pressure, the white gold sprouted from the saw blade.
Kyaaaaang!
The single line of gold grew exponentially and shattered into pieces. The eyes of the 7 apostles filled with astonishment could be seen between the flying fragments of the saw blade.
“It is over.”
“Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
It was when he was about to cut the throats of the 7 screaming apostles with the Requiem Sword and the Jecheon Sword.
Cheer up!
An eerie aura fell from behind like a thunderbolt. Someone’s hand reached out at a speed that exceeded the master’s limits. He twisted his back and stretched his sword back.
Raon Sieghart type swordsman.
Type 2 Jungcheonpo Station (易).
Instead of attracting force, the heavy cannon, which maximized the repulsive power, bounced off those who rushed from behind.
“Big!”
The 7 apostles tried to escape without missing this momentary gap.
‘I can’t miss it.’
Raon gritted it. Enduring the pain as if the mana circuit was burning, he struck down the requiem sword in his left hand.
“I mean shut it down!”
The 7 apostles came wielding a broken saw blade.
Chiyiying!
When the saw blade came up from below, Raon’s eyes flashed blue.
Raon Sieghart type swordsman.
Type 3 silver sword dream.
A dreamy blue aurora brushed past and the blade of the requiem sword stuck in the neck of the 7 apostles.
Pooh!
Raon looked back at the newly appeared man and twisted his lips.
“You won’t get hit twice.”
