Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 1018

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Episode 1018

Episode 247 La Prarosa Liberation War (6)

‘This… is ridiculous…!’

I can’t understand it.

I had a shiver down my back. It seemed as if Sigmund’s blue blade had already reached his neck. Simat was unable to understand the intense pressure he had never experienced from anyone before.

After ascending to Changseong, I never even thought about the existence of the next level. It was like that in ancient times, and even now that it has been awakened from its seal, Changseong is still a state that symbolizes the end of nothingness.

However, the current Jin was clearly reaching a transcendent realm.

It’s not just a subtle difference between my past self and the same Changseong like Cheongpungje in his prime, but a literal ‘gap’.

That’s why you can never win.

The distant sky took on the shape of a human and was pointing a sword at me. Because of the difference in altitude between the sky and the ground, it felt like I was looking up at him even though I was looking down.

[Didn’t I ask you, Simat? Are you ready?]

Keyit-!

Simat reflexively flinched and swung the Tetalon. The Red Heavenly Sword’s red light wave struck the ground, and in the meantime, Pivil reestablished his protective shield and took his place again.

A sword that can be said to be the best in terms of destructive power among the swords obtained by the Red Sea and Simat upon reaching Changseong. The red light wave tore through the sky and fell with the power to rip through the entire earth.

[Well, I asked something pointless. The punishment was decided anyway.]

The blue thunderbolt was spreading left and right, penetrating the center of Simat’s light wave. Before the red sea hit the ground, Jin lightly swung his sword as if shaking it and struck it down.

It was an extremely small force compared to the enormous energy contained in the Red Sea.

‘The sword that took so much trouble to destroy even the Cheongpungje of those days, so easily.’

No matter how strong the river is, even a single rock rising above the waterway will cause it to split.

Jin’s sword movement, each movement and moment, had such depth. A world so deep and vast that even Simart could not understand was melted into just one sword.

At the moment when the Red Sea was struck down, Simat experienced an intense illusion as if he had been thrown bare-handed into the universe of the being called ‘Tushin’.

Even though he had not yet used the sword himself, he was lost in it and was struggling with his limbs. A giant who couldn’t capture everything at a glance was trampling on him with just his gaze.

{compatriot who fights!}

“Ah…!”

It was a communication from Limagaz.

While Simat was completely overwhelmed by the fantasy, he made an uncharacteristic and fatal mistake. Losing one’s soul in front of the enemy.

In the reality where I barely escaped after hearing Limagas’ voice, Jin’s flicker was already flying towards my throat.

It cannot be avoided or prevented.

If Simat had been fighting alone, it would have been a pointless final blow. Limagas intuitively recognized Simat’s condition and used all the power of the air fortress to cover Simat with a protective shield.

“Ugh!”

The blue sword cutting through the protective shield, the eyes not wavering at all despite the terrible recoil created by the power of the four air fortresses.

The blade doesn’t stop. Simart was only able to react late after Sigmund had fully entered the shield.

I was able to swing the Tetalon while gritting my teeth. Just like when I was fighting as a lone challenger without a name or clan, before I became the ruler of the world, holding the sword with both hands and using evil as much as I could.

“Gahaaaaa!”

Whoops! There was a loud noise as if a rocky mountain had burst in half. The red brain waves that Simat was standing on like the ground shattered like glass, and the red brains scattered from the destroyed shield formed a space for him to settle down again.

In this way, a red brain wave of about five levels was formed and collapsed repeatedly. Even before receiving the sword, Simat’s entire body was wet with sweat, and Jin looked down at him as he fell.

Beyond those seemingly emotionless eyes, a burning wrath lurked. The anti-commitment, the wrath of the Ming Dynasty, and the wrath of Jin.

If you shrink from that wrath even for a moment, your head will run away.

Therefore, Simat only focused on his own will. I was driven by the thought that I had to fight back.

If I don’t do that, I feel like I’ll run away, and all I can think about is running away.

If you run away even once, there is no next time. From then on, the only future left is to hide somewhere to avoid Jin and the Ming Dynasty forever.

Even that servile future may not last long.

‘Isn’t this almost like a fight between an adult and a child…!’

‘Are you saying that a compatriot with a fighting spirit can be defeated so easily? In the past, even the Cheongpung Emperor said that one must risk one’s life to defeat a fighting compatriot!’

The fight was completely outside the common sense of the enemy tribes. To be precise, it was overturning the common sense of all martial artists in the world. There cannot be such a large gap in a battle between two stars of the same name.

However, Murakan recognized the reason at a glance.

[Rather, the same voice was poisonous to that Simart guy. I almost got buried. In the past, our kids also experienced something like that after seeing Elona. Well, they weren’t Changseong.]

“Are you saying that the leader of that subspecies was oppressed by the majesty of the Unity of Fighting Gods? “Murakan.”

[That’s right, Teto. It is true that the gap is actually large, but Simart has also identified things that others cannot see. Even the gap that only those with creative insight can see. So, my spirit almost collapsed.]

“Well, in the past, there were many cases where gods also collapsed before even fighting the fighting gods brothers.”

[Still, it’s clear that he’s a guy who worked his way up from the bottom. So, even if I was shaken, I pulled myself together just like that. Anyway, you stupid bastard, if you achieved such a feat, you should have checked carefully whether your path was wrong or not. Why do you walk along the road and meet people like you and Tushin? He could have been of much help to the world if he had been smarter about it.]

Quad, keud, keud…!

Every time Jin pushed Simat forward, thunder poured from the entire sky. The regular fleet was already unable to withstand the pouring thunderstorm and was scattering.

The air fortress could not unite the fleet again. Not only was it urgent to protect Simat, but the thunder was constantly exploding the protective shield.

The red brain waves, so strong, were breaking like dry fallen leaves that had been trampled on by countless protective shields. The crews of the regular fleet met their deaths without even letting out a single scream, and even within the air fortress, enemy clans were falling one after another.

It was because of shock. Even the first-class fighters fell to the ground foaming at the mouth from the thunderbolts and shock waves generated by Jin, and the outer armor of the air fortress was being torn apart without stopping for a moment.

[Now, let us do our thing.]

Murakan grinned, showing his fangs.

Then he breathed straight towards Piville. Piville had to endure his breathing with only external armor and a permanently operational shield.

This was because all the energy was concentrated on Simart. If even a little bit was removed to protect the main body of the Pivil, Simat would inevitably become more dangerous.

The moment Piville’s armor was destroyed once more, the bridge opened and Vechios appeared. As soon as he came out, he appeared to use Castle Painting to confront Murakan.

It was shaped like a huge lion with wings. Just as Bechios was about to open his mouth and spit out a light wave, Rinpa’s great sword pierced his wing.

It was Rinpa who had been coughing up blood every time she took a breath. Vekios also saw this clearly, but now Rinpa was emitting a more powerful brain energy than before, and his eyes were shining.

“When you transform… what changes?”

Soon, Rinpa’s great sword exploded, creating a huge hole in Bechios’ right wing. The thunderbolts and blood immediately fired from the air fortress appeared to fill the hole, but the other fighting kings did not remain still.

The new resonance of the fighting gods began with the unification of the fighting gods, which rekindled the fanatic hearts of the fighting kings. The fighting kings leaped and rushed without any sign of fatigue, swinging their weapons that glowed blue.

“Not even death can pay the full price for the crime of misrepresenting the King of Heaven!”

As soon as Becius came out, he had to suffer the humiliation of having both wings and limbs cut. Although blood and red brains for initial recovery were immediately supplied, the offensive of the fighting kings was much more intense than that.

Other great fighting kings also quickly escaped from the bridge. Bakarun and Rakiman also entered the fortress and confronted the Tuwangs.

However, it could not have any effect on the general trend.

The current Jeokmyeong clan was clearly in a position to be called the strongest power, but that was only because their technological prowess was overwhelming.

The terrifying destructive power and mobility of air fortresses and fleets.

Jin, who unleashed his fighting spirit, was rendering their technical skills meaningless. It was making it impossible for Simat to even dream of demonstrating his dignity as a Changseong.

The Jeokmyeong tribe whose technological prowess and Simat’s military power have been blocked.

From then on, the Jeokmyeong tribe had no choice but to become a group with nothing to boast about compared to other large powers. Excluding Simat, the only transcendental powerhouses are the three remaining Great Fighting Kings.

Of course, they could never handle Murakan and Tuwang on their own.

“No, fellow fighting kings! Go in…!”

Simat shouted.

In his opinion, it was a misjudgment that the Great Fighting Kings came out. He should have overcome his rapidly rising psychological power and taken some of the initiative away from Jin before making his move. Even if it means losing one of the air fortresses. Only then can you lay the foundation for calling Cree.

It was a painful experience for Simat, who was unable to give orders right away as he had to deal with Jin’s sword.

[Where are you concerned, Simat?]

Squeak!

Sigmund slapped Simat on the shoulder. Thanks to the red brain waves of the air fortress, it was not severed, but the blood and brain energy of the fighter were flowing into the wound.

Instead of blood, it felt like fire and lightning filled my body. Simat barely suppressed his body trembling in pain and extended his sword towards Jin’s face.

Jin was confident that his blade would not reach deep and did not dodge. As expected, Tetalon just grazed Jin’s cheek.

While the blood stopped flowing down his cheeks and was oxidized by the heat of the thunderbolt, Jin made eye contact with Simat.

Then, the brain energy of the light heart exploded. To unfold the sword for condemnation. A sword to prove that there is only one person in this world who can write the name of the Great King.

The 10th Sword of the Emperor’s Sword,

the Sword of the Emperor’s Reign – Dog

[You shouldn’t have touched us.]

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Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

SMYS, The Swordmaster's Son, The Youngest Son of a Renowned Family of Swordsmen
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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
Jin Runcandel was the youngest son of Runcandel, the land’s most prestigious swordsman family… And the biggest failure in Runcandel history. He, who was kicked out miserably and came to a meaningless end, was given another chance. “How do you want to use this power?” “I want to use it for myself.” Memories of his past life, overwhelming talent, and a contract with God… The preparations to become the greatest are complete.

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