#427. the craziest thing in the world
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Sergei Vladinov.
The leader of the Revolutionary Army.
For the past 10 years, his biggest passion has been finding a way to kill Yekathrice.
The only way to overcome the overwhelming power difference with the Russian army and succeed in the revolution is to get rid of Yekatrice.
In order to kill her, who is a superhuman of the absolute class, he needed enough strength to overturn the country.
He spared no effort to find the answer to the contradiction.
Research the history of the whole world.
Examining records and literature.
No matter how far-fetched legends or rumors were, they were thoroughly searched to verify their authenticity.
It was also thanks to him that he paid attention to Limon.
For hundreds of years, the only superhumans who were able to kill the princess of the Seven Dragons were swordsmiths and sword demons.
But that alone wasn’t enough.
Of course, I couldn’t even contact Limon no matter how many years I tried.
Perhaps because history was exaggerated, we had to prepare for Limon’s lack of ability or non-cooperation.
So, after further investigation.
he finally found
The number of spleens that must kill Yekathrice.
The legacy of the Dark Dawn, a secret society that was as infamous as the Seven Dragons in the past.
He couldn’t use it recklessly because he had to pay a huge price, but the conversation with Catherine gave him confidence.
Even if his revolution failed.
Yekathrice must be killed.
As long as she exists, there will never be a day when true freedom and equality will come to this country.
That’s why the moment I took out a small box from my bosom.
Took.
A ray of light flashed by.
A small box falls.
A fountain of blood spurted from his wrist.
“Look at me and ask me to die…. That’s cool. As expected, if you’re the head of the Revolutionary Army, you should show this level of courage.”
The moment Sergey moved.
A girl who stopped time and leisurely approached him and cut off his wrist with a dagger she took out of her bosom.
Catherine sat down on the table.
Then, spinning the bloody dagger with his fingers, he pressed his foot against Sergei’s shoulder, who had sat down with his wrist clenched.
“But to be chief clerk, you have to do better.”
“…”
“To pretend that you want a conversation at best, dragging out the time, and then openly killing you at the end. Aren’t I a fool for expecting only this?”
“…Did you notice?”
“Then how many times have I almost been assassinated?”
“…”
“Above all, if you live like that, you can’t not know?”
Catherine giggled.
Putting down the pistol itself is a trick to catch people off guard.
He had noticed long ago that Sergei had prepared a different method from the beginning.
“You know, why didn’t you kill me?”
“Ah, don’t ask me for the obvious. It’s because I’ll be in trouble if I kill you on the negotiating table.”
Wasn’t that what he was trying to do on purpose to commit an assassination on the spot?
Yekathrice said mischievously.
If you can kill yourself, great.
Instead, even if Sergei dies, it will be difficult for her to receive support from the revolutionary government and the new revolutionary army.
Seeing her willing to play with the Soviet Union in the future, Sergey quietly opened his mouth.
“You are confident that there is no way for me to kill you.”
“To be honest, yes.”
It seems very regrettable.
But without the slightest hesitation.
Yekathrice nodded.
“I’m not worried at all if you brought a bunch of lords.”
It was by no means an exaggeration.
Dealing with the power of time.
Faster than the Sword Master.
That’s why the Silver Dragon Princess was able to fight on an equal footing with Swordsman.
In particular, killing her, who was outstanding among the previous Silver Dragon Princesses, was a difficult task even with a few superhumans of the absolute class.
There is only one exception.
Only Limon, the natural enemy of the Seven Dragons.
And when he failed to attract Limon, Sergei had no way to kill her.
Yekathrice was convinced of that with an extremely objective and sober judgment, not conceit.
Sergey agreed with that.
“Certainly, except for the swordsman, no human in the world will pose a threat to you.”
…with the addition of a certain premise.
“If you’re human.”
That moment.
Yekathrice moved reflexively.
It wasn’t just because of Sergei’s strangely composed attitude even though his wrist was cut in half and was bleeding profusely.
The strange feeling of stepping on mud that was about to explode due to the accumulation of gas in his feet that had been squeezing him.
That unpleasant sensation I felt for the first time in my life.
Above all, the instinct inherited along with the dragon’s blood made her act without rational judgment.
Fu-wook!
Kick Sergei.
Cut the carotid artery in the neck.
Until he stabbed a knife through his heart.
The amount of time it took for all these actions to take place is just a moment.
Indeed, befitting the fastest princess of the Seven Dragons, it was an extremely fast and accurate killing technique that would kill even a high-level player without even screaming.
“It is useless.”
“…!”
“Because my life is no longer mine.”
But Sergei did not die.
pouring blood from the neck
even when the heart stops.
He just looked at Yekathrice with a calm face.
When she, who rarely raised her eyes upon seeing that figure, pushed her psionic power to the limit.
his lips twitched.
“AtrA la Calki OtrA Oum Un oON.”
An evil echo resounds.
The moment the lid of the box rolling on the floor was opened and the blood-colored jewels inside were revealed.
Aaaaaaaang!
The darkness that erupted explosively from the jewel engulfed Yekathrice.
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Jump!
“Brother Reno?”
While talking about post-mortem.
Bachemensky was taken aback when he saw Limon, who suddenly got up from his seat and pushed back the chair he was sitting on.
But Limon didn’t look back at him.
Unlike usual, when he was always squeamish, he was not stiff enough to look serious, just staring in one direction with one face.
Of course, it’s just the wall there.
There were no windows or cameras, so there was no view outside this underground lair.
However, his superhuman senses as a sword master made him feel something deep underground.
‘This energy…!’
The more you focus your senses.
A spirit that becomes clearer.
Limon gritted his teeth at the familiar sensation that could never be misunderstood, like a lump of filth covered in mud.
And he grabbed Bachemensky by the collar.
“What have you guys done!”
“Ouch! Now wait. Why are you doing this?”
“Why are you like this?”
It’s like I can’t understand English.
One chance to laugh at Bachemensky, who is bewildered.
Limon went up to the roof of the hideout and tossed Bachemenski, who was holding onto him, as he chewed his teeth.
“If you don’t know, see for yourself.”
“Kuh! See what!”
Vachemensky, who was suddenly outraged and indignant, soon opened his eyes.
because I saw
The far side of the white snowfield.
The pillar of darkness that soared from where Moscow should have been to the end of the sky.
‘What is this…?’
It is like a flowing waterfall.
It is like an erupting volcano.
It’s like a dragon fist wind in the desert.
It resembles all the magnificent things in the world, but it is so terrible that it is impossible to compare it with anything.
It vibrates, but I can’t hear it.
I know but I can’t understand
Terrible, yet terrifying and repulsive.
That’s why you turn away from the fact that you can see, and you can only recognize it as darkness.
The most terrible darkness imaginable was blackening the world, dyeing the sky and the earth and everything like a plague.
“Wow!”
A sight he had never seen, heard, or imagined in his life made Bachemensky gasp.
Worms crawling in my head.
At the end of having your whole brain eaten.
Instead, the terrible feeling that the egg he had filled was wriggling as if it were about to hatch made him pour out everything.
If he had held a knife in his hand, he might have scratched his head.
“What is that?”
“The craziest thing in the world that only the worst idiots can do for their own ends.”
In Limon’s voice, there was no hint of questioning.
Just by looking at his face covered in fear and bewilderment, he could tell that Bachemensky had nothing to do with ‘that’.
That’s why, leaving the stunned Bachemensky unattended, Limon jumped straight through the space.
no, i was trying to get over it.
Phaging.
That is, if it had not reappeared in the same place, overshadowing the intention to go directly to Moscow.
“…As expected, the space is already sealed.”
Limon was not taken aback.
It seems like this was expected.
After lightly clicking his tongue, he jumped off the roof and ran toward Moscow.
“Brother Reno? Brother Reno!”
For a moment, he hoped to stare at the back of Limon, who disregarded his call and disappeared over the snowy field causing a blizzard.
Bachemensky gritted his teeth.
Then he took the car keys out of his pocket and hurriedly ran down the rooftop.
Aaaaaang!
Meanwhile, Limon was running through the snowfield.
how fast
The speed at which he runs, kicking the other foot over the snow without even a chance to dig into the snow, is literally petrifying.
The aftermath of running was enough to make the snow storm behind me.
But Limon did not slow down.
My body couldn’t get hot, so I just sprinted with all my power to tighten my muscles.
I wonder if anyone else knows.
because he knew
From now on, it is a race against time, and what kind of tragedy can happen just by being one second late.
‘I hope it’s not too late…’
Uncharacteristically nervous.
Limon continued to run through the snowfield.
Moscow, which has already been engulfed in darkness. Among them, towards the place where the pillar of darkness soars to the end of the sky.
…Because no matter how late he is, he will be unable to prevent future disasters.
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Pug!
‘I wasn’t particularly careless.’
Raising psionics to their limits, they run across the ground like flash battles.
she muttered inwardly.
‘Anyway, I have to admit I made a mistake.’
Chow!
‘…Honestly, it would be a little unfair if I had expected to do something crazy like this’
A girl who reflected on how she lived like a normal person, why she couldn’t imagine such a crazy thing.
Yekathrice brandished her dagger.
The Kremlin, already half torn down.
It was to block the black shadows that erupted from within.
The dagger swung along with the Moonlight Kwai Doryu cut through the shadow like a piece of paper.
But that’s all.
The shadow grew back in an instant and spread out in all directions.
In order to prevent the growth of such a shadow, Yekathrice ran around the Kremlin Palace and brandished her dagger nonstop.
I don’t know if there is even a Gwangryongdae.
She was alone with no one to help her, and in her current state, this was the best she could do.
A growing shadow filling the Kremlin.
Yekatrice, who accelerated time and spread the siege alone.
It seemed that the fight, which was not a fight between the two in a tense confrontation, continued to be parallel.
slow down.
‘Oh no.’
That is until Yekathrice’s body slowed down due to her psionic power being momentarily disturbed.
Yekathrice hurriedly corrected the psionic and tried to accelerate time again, but at that time, the shadow was already approaching her nose.
The moment the wave of shadows tried to swallow her.
A figure rose between the shadow and Yekathrice.
『Yam Dragon Kill Sword Eating Out
斬魔龍殺劍 外式
You don’t need a knife to cut the world.
斬世界不要刀』
Kwagwagwagwang!!!
The shadows disintegrate in an instant.
Even the Kremlin is torn down.
The darkness that reached the sky split.
How do you wield a sword like this?
Even the sky, which had been dyed black like the night, cracked and the dark city suddenly became brighter.
But that’s only for a moment.
As the cracked pillars of darkness healed without a trace, the light also disappeared and the fragmented shadows began to heal again.
But Yekathrice was not disappointed.
He just laughed mischievously at the white-haired man who appeared in front of him.
“The timing is so fantastic that I fall in love with it again. You haven’t been watching this time, have you?”
“Are you okay, crazy princess?”
“As you can see, I am fine.”
“I asked because he didn’t look fine.”
Ripped clothes everywhere.
A face covered in sweat.
Silver hair and eyes.
Crucially, from the left arm to the neck, to the black and grotesque patterns that covered the white skin.
Contrary to the cheerful answer, Limon opened his mouth quietly as he glanced back at Yekathrice, who was far from normal.
“You’ve been cursed by that bastard.”
“Oh, was this a curse? Somehow, it seemed like it would be bad for the skin.”
Limon knew.
Unlike the smiling face, Yekathrice must be suffering from terrible pain right now.
It was also the fact that among the sweat soaking her body now, the cold sweat from that pain would not be small.
Because he had suffered the same curse in the past.
So said Limon.
“I did well on my own.”
“Huh? Could it be that you just praised me?”
Maybe it’s because I didn’t think I’d be praised.
Limon turned his eyes to Yekathrice, who forgot the pain and opened her eyes wide.
And with cool eyes, he looked at the shadows that grew in size while scattering terrible curses from the center of the pillar of darkness.
“It’s been 70 years.”
They resemble humans, but are different.
It resembles a beast, but is different.
It resembles a creature, but is different.
It resembles a thing, but it is different.
Even though it’s all the same.
A shadow that seems to keep changing shape every time you look at it.
Even though she was still in a ‘cocoon’, she drove Yekathrice into a corner and even withstood her own sword.
Limon opened his mouth with an ice-cold voice, looking at the lump of malice and curse that had driven him to death in the past.
“—Demon God.”
