< 129. In Search of the Scream (6) >
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Kaaaang! A fierce metallic sound echoed over the cliff. The stumbling savior fell to the floor. The man in the robe tilted his head.
“What are you?”
“Ugh…!”
The three blades were locked together and fighting. The savior’s blood on the blade was dripping. Ronan gritted his teeth. The man was blocking La Mancha and Ymir using only her right hand.
She said “I don’t think it’s from around here. “Do you not know who we are?”
Ronan on the other hand could only hold on despite using all his might. He was not compared to any enemy he had ever faced.
‘Strong. It’s really strong.’
It seemed like a huge tower was rising before my eyes. But he couldn’t be frustrated like this. Ronan forcibly raised the corner of her mouth and let out a sneer.
“I know you’re a fucking traitor.”
“Hmm did you see it from the beginning?”
The man was unfazed by the bold provocation. However the force applied to the sword was increased. Ronan’s heels pushed back. The man let out a light sigh and opened his mouth.
“I’m sorry but I can’t let you live.”
Kang! Her man who instantly shook off Ronan’s sword counterattacked her. Her comet-like sting shot towards Ronan. Ronan’s eyes widened at the speed of the sword that far exceeded her expectations.
‘What the fuck…!’
All she could do was follow it with her eyes. The tip of the pure white sword was flying straight towards Ronan’s neck.
It was impossible to block or block it. Wow! As Ronan turned his head the blade grazed his neck. Her man’s face twisted.
“…did you avoid it?”
Ronan didn’t answer. He had no time to be sarcastic. He rotated his body and swung his sword in the direction in which he turned his head. The man bent her back. Wedge! The arc of her slash passed over the bridge of her man’s nose.
“shit.”
“It’s a beast-like sword. “Are you really human?”
The man stood facing Ronan. Ronan who kicked off his ground launched an onslaught. Kagagak! Every time the red-faced La Mancha tried to touch her man’s body sparks flew out.
‘I can’t reach it.’
Ronan narrowed his eyes. Even the mana-enhanced slashes were all blocked or parried. The blood that had leaked from his wound was pooling on his collarbone. fault! The man who had been responding all along landed behind her skipping over the swallow. He distanced himself from her and muttered coldly.
“I don’t know where it came from but… I need to know its identity.”
bang! In an instant the man’s figure disappeared from sight. A piece of stone was bouncing from where he was.
Ronan took a deep breath and concentrated. As time passed a man appeared. Before he knew it he was rushing in front of him raising his sword.
Wedge! Dozens of comets were flying towards me. Ronan who realized that it was all just the same stabbing as before let out a curse.
“Nimi…!”
Ronan urgently took a defensive stance. The attacks passed by licking all over my body. Sigh! Before he could react two stabs penetrated his abdomen and left shoulder.
“Gagging!”
Dark red blood spurted from Ronan’s mouth. I’m sure it was just an image but it was extremely painful.
Cheer up! The tendon snapped and the La Mancha he was holding in his right hand fell. Ronan who had analyzed the sword path twisted his lips.
‘Savior’s swordsmanship…!’
I could recognize it at a glance. It was the same technique used by the savior. Although it was slightly different it was safe to say that there was almost no difference.
‘Because I’m really dirty.’
The body was great but the gap in technology was too big. It was the moment when the man swung his sword again to cut off Ronan’s leg. Kwasik! A huge hand came from out of sight and grabbed the man.
“Hmm?!”
【■■! How dare you!!】
A terrifying voice rang out. Ronan who barely survived leaned on the rock next to him. His hands covered in pitch-black scales were bigger than most barns.
Ronan traced his gaze to his wrist. A black dragon so large that it completely obscured her vision was clutching her man. This was Alibrihe’s true face. He shouted in an angry voice.
【Why why did you do this!】
“Alibrihe. “You also agreed didn’t you?”
【Only for finding another way! How could you do something like this stabbing your savior in the back!!
“I was just handed over power that would be wasted in vain.”
Her man answered calmly. In her dry tone she could only feel the emotion of saying she had watered a flower pot. Ali Brie roared again and threw her man to the floor.
【You bastard!】
Kwaaaang!! The ground flipped over and part of the cliff collapsed. Thick dust covered everywhere. An elf woman came running out from behind Alibrihe.
“Old Savior!”
“K…Ugh….”
Elthea supported the savior. She was still alive but black and red blood was still gushing out from the spot where she had been stabbed. She said while crying while trying to stop the bleeding from her wound.
“Get up. yes? “You can’t go back.”
It was a contrast to the usual icy coldness in everything. Tears were continuously flowing down the red eyes. Alibrihe glanced back at his savior and gritted his teeth.
【We need to move quickly. The wound pierced by that guy’s sword cannot be healed with normal methods.】
“yes yes…!”
Elsia chanted her spell in a trembling voice. Nearby mana gathered like a whirlwind and began to draw a geometric magic circle in the high sky.
“I am the fastest and strongest child…!”
Soon a huge magic circle was created that covered the entire cliff. A shining blue eagle folded its wings and descended. It was about half the size of the giant Alibrihe. Ronan seeing her majestic figure opened his eyes wide.
‘Hiran…!’
I learned it at Phileon. Hyran the highest-ranking wind spirit called the Prince of Storms. I had no idea that there was a spiritist who could actually manifest that.
Hyran flapped his wings and landed in front of her. Quaaaaa! A strong wind blew away all the fire and smoke nearby. Before he knew it the savior was being held in his arms by the summoned monkey spirit.
“Please Hiran. Please move this person to my residence.”
Hai Lan nodded her head. The monkey spirit carrying the savior climbed on his back. Hylan had spread his wings again and was about to take off. A familiar voice came from under Alibrihe’s palm.
“That’s not possible.”
【What…!】
Ali Bryhe quickly turned her head. Suddenly. A red line was drawn on his wrist and at the same time a shadow rose into the sky.
Sigh! Blood spurted out like a fountain over the red line. The shadow that landed on the ground looked at the savior and said.
“I haven’t received all my power yet.”
【Khaaaaa!!】
Alibrihe roared in pain. Even though his body retreated his left hand still remained in the same position where it had pressed down on the man.
“Oh no…!”
Elthea turned pale. Her man said with regret as he brushed the dust off her shoulder.
“Still I’m glad you’re a master of prosthetics. “You just have to make one and attach it.”
【You…!】
“Ha hi-ran!!”
Elthea shouted urgently. Hiran immediately flew up and left the cliff. The Great Spirit spread a distance of several kilometers with just a single flap of its wings.
“hmm.”
Hylan was becoming a blue dot. Her man was unfazed and swung his sword. Wedge! Dozens of crescent moons along the sword road were launched toward Hailan.
“what…!”
Ronan who was watching burst into laughter. Each and every single crescent moon which was probably 9 meters long was black. The number size and range were at a level that made no sense.
Hai Lan was crossing the middle of his battlefield. Her man who had stretched out her hand and aimed at her Hai Lan suddenly clenched her fist. Sigh! A strange curtain appeared out of nowhere blocking Hyran’s path. Elthea’s face was distorted in shock.
“The blessings of the Rice Star are so far away…!”
“Pyuyo?!”
Hailan whose path was blocked suddenly came to a halt. Finally one of the sword energy that followed hit his left wing. Suddenly! Hyran losing his wings began to fall. Elsia stretched out her hands and screamed.
“Oh no!!”
“Puiyooooo…!”
The sword energy that flew out immediately cut the monkey in two. The savior fell away. Soon their figures disappeared into the fire pit.
“Ahhhh…!”
“I didn’t even think about doing this.”
The man in the robe clicked her tongue. Elsia ran straight to the edge of the cliff but there was no sign of her savior. The flames became more intense and enveloped the battlefield. She looked back at her man and shouted in her furious voice.
“you!!”
Ugh! Dozens of magic circles large and small were created as if surrounding her man. Huge beasts roared and jumped out. Judging by the energy felt they were all spirits of higher class or higher. Her man sighed.
“Elthea. “Don’t waste your mana.”
“You are the savior…!”
The spirits rushed at me fiercely. At the same time the man’s body rotated greatly. A circular slash passed through the spirits.
Sigh! The torn mana splashed like a spray of water. Dozens of high-level spirits were destroyed in one blow. In despair Elsia collapsed in her seat.
“iced coffee….”
“You know that magic doesn’t work on me.”
Her man hit her on the back of the neck with the hilt of her sword. dump. Elsia who lost her consciousness collapsed helplessly.
The man immediately turned to her and clenched his fist aiming at Alibrihe. Ugh! The same shield that had blocked her Hyran covered Alibrihe.
【Damn it! Release it immediately!】
“Please at least cool your head.”
Ali Bryghe who was about to release her breath let out her anger. However no matter how hard he struggled her star’s protection did not falter. The man who quickly resolved the situation looked back at Ronan and said.
“It’s a little quieter now.”
“…You crazy bastard.”
Ronan mumbled her curse. He was still leaning against the rock catching his breath.
‘It’s really dangerous.’
His body didn’t move. What Alibrihe had said about the wound not healing seemed to be true. The blood flowing non-stop formed a puddle on the floor. The man who came close to her stood in front of Ronan.
“I ask again who are you?”
“It’s your mother.”
“If you don’t tell me I will kill you.”
“You said so.”
Hehe! Ronan spat. A clot of blood flew out in a parabola and landed at her man’s feet. Her man who was quietly looking at Ronan tilted his head.
“Wait a minute…now that I look at it it seems a bit similar…”
“what?”
“Who is your mother?”
“What kind of cock sucking sound is that again?”
Ronan frowned at her. The man came closer and grabbed his hair.
“Ugh!”
“You really look alike except for her hair color. Hmm…”
He began to study Ronan’s face holding his face close to his. The distance was so close that her breath could touch it.
“This guy…is he a faggot?”
“Stay still.”
I don’t know what the fuck was going on but I felt pretty dirty. Ronan’s hand holding Ymir gained strength.
‘Maybe now is our only chance.’
I felt my heart beating fast. The reason that had disappeared along with the blood was coming back. He is a guy who doesn’t respond to any provocation so I had to come up with a solution.
‘If that’s the way.’
At that moment a pretty good plan crossed Ronan’s mind. There was no time to hesitate. He looked over his man’s shoulder and opened his mouth.
“Savior you’re alive?”
“what…!”
The operation worked. For a moment the man stiffened and hurriedly turned his head towards her. However there was only a burning landscape.
She realized that the man had been tricked and looked back at Ronan. Ymir shining white was flying towards him.
“That power…!”
The man who saw the sparkling mana froze in place. A golden halo covered Ronan’s arms. It was Varen’s aura that amplified physical strength.
“…You’re surprising me more and more.”
The man rounded her mouth and admired her. She felt much stronger than when she first competed. He grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands and raised it. The two sword bodies were about to meet. Ronan shouted.
“Get lost!!”
Paaaa…! As the remaining mana flowed out like a tide Ymir’s sword body glowed even more powerfully. Kwaaaaang! A shock wave exploded from the back of Ymir’s sword. It was Bishop Terranil’s technique. The slash accelerated dozens of times in an instant deflected the man’s sword.
“What…!”
The man’s face hardened. I tried to do something but it was already too late.
The straight sword strike drew a long line across the man’s face. Sigh! Blood spurted out and the robe fell off. Ronan cursed at the feeling of emptiness that passed through his fingertips.
“shit.”
The secret blow was a failure. He who had tilted his head back as much as possible straightened his neck again. The man’s face which had been hidden all along was finally revealed. Ronan’s eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.
“…uh?”
“It hurts…!”
A long stab wound was crossing the bridge of the man’s nose. It wasn’t that deep but it was enough to bleed.
The man was embarrassed and put his hand to her face. When he saw the blood on her fingers he became enraged and shouted.
“You!”
The man swung his sword. However Ronan who was in shock couldn’t even think of avoiding it. His eyes were fixed on his man’s face.
The eyes which were close to the eyebrows were scarlet like the sunset. His sharp jawline was as sharp as a cut.
Whiiing… A hot wind blew at the right time and tangled the man’s hair. Her pure white hair reminiscent of a snowy field sparkled in the light.
Aside from her hair color her face looked surprisingly similar to his own. Suddenly. A sharp blade passed through Ronan’s neck.
‘…what?’
The world turned upside down with pain that felt like a flash of lightning. Meanwhile Ronan’s mind was filled with the man’s face. My vision went black and I lost consciousness.
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“Hmm.”
Ronan opened his eyes. The worn wooden ceiling was familiar. I felt so dazed as if I had just woken up so it took me a while to come to my senses. Ronan put his hand around his neck and sighed.
‘…I lost.’
There were no injuries but the sensation was clear. As I slowly got up the interior of the simple farmhouse was revealed. He soon realized that this was the home of his hometown Nimburton. Suddenly a voice came from behind.
“Did you enjoy the trip?”
Ronan turned his head. An amorphous shadow was sitting at the table drinking tea. I don’t know where his mouth is but he was drinking anyway. Ronan trudged over and sat down in front of him.
“What did you show me?”
“It was just a reenactment of the past.”
“Is the Savior really dead?”
“well. “I don’t know.”
The shadow shook his head. It seemed like he had no intention of telling me. Ronan who had been silent for a long time opened his mouth.
“Is the religious leader my father?”
