< 295. Decisive Battle (4) >
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“Everyone get out of the way!”
Marja grabbed the hilt and stabbed his greatsword. Phew! The thick blade pierced the abdomen of the four believers who were blocking the path.
“Gagging!”
The blade that tore through my back was red. bang! As she swung her sword as if to throw a tree the believers who had become her skewers were thrown into the distance. Marja sighed wiping the blood from his face.
“Haaa…you don’t give me a chance to rest.”
“Wow…I didn’t expect there to be this many…huh.”
Braum who was guarding the back hesitated. He too was out of breath all the way to his chin. His armor and shield soaked in his blood were shining a dull red. It seemed like they had killed at least a hundred people each.
They were wandering inside the headquarters. The interior of the Pale Castle was larger and more complex than its grand exterior.
It’s been a long time since we separated from the rest of the group. After Abel gained new protection from the stars the special forces became rats in a poison and were attacked by Nebula Clazier.
It was worth fighting but the problem was that Ronan’s blood was almost gone. Among the believers he encountered one in ten was using the protection of the stars and it was clear that if things continued like this there would be a limit.
Of course there was something else that bothered me the most. Marya muttered in a worried voice.
“…I wonder if everyone will be safe.”
“of course. “You know that not everyone is an ordinary person.”
“Yes but.”
Marya chewed her lower lip. It was true but I couldn’t help but feel worried. No matter how talented they were there were too many enemies.
It was a pity that there was nothing I could do right away. Where on earth is her older sister? It was then that she lowered her great sword and took a breath. Someone’s shout was heard from around the corner of the hallway.
“There was a sound from over there. Catch it!”
“…Tsk.”
Marja clicked his tongue. Anyway they were guys who had no such thing as mourning. Judging by the sound of footsteps it seemed like there were twenty people. I don’t know why but Asher’s crying face passed before her eyes.
“I miss you…our cutie.”
Hehe. Marja spitting into her hand raised her greatsword again. She decided to put aside the unfortunate thought that she might die here.
Her father used to talk like she did. Even the return is a journey. I completely agreed with that statement.
“Come now.”
Marja grabbed the hilt of her sword. The blue aura began to swirl around the blade. The sound of footsteps approaching was a car about to turn the corner.
“You what?! Ugh…!”
“Ugh! “Help me!”
Suddenly a desperate scream rang out. From around the corner dismembered corpses began to fly one after another. Marya flinched.
“What is it?”
“oh my god.”
Cold sweat ran down Braum’s temples. Her blood was gushing out in real time roughly soaking the hallway.
It was a sight as if a mad beast was running rampant. Finally someone walked out from around the quiet corner. The two people’s eyes opened wide.
“Shu Schlieffen?”
“You’re alive.”
Schlieffen answered dryly. It was our first reunion since we separated. His body was covered in blood no different from those of the other two people. Of course it wasn’t his blood.
Unlike Marjana and Braum he did not show any signs of fatigue. He could only be described as having the quality of the morning star of the empire. He brushed off the blood on the blade and asked a question.
“you guys. “Does Ronan’s blood still remain?”
“And what?”
“Good. “Follow me.”
Suddenly Schlieffen turned around. Marya was embarrassed by her unexpected behavior. When she finally came to her senses she opened her mouth.
“Hey where are you going?”
“I found a place where a ritual takes place.”
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“It’s so loud.”
Ronan frowned. He was looking at the extremely busy sky. Beneath the magic circle blinking with bizarre colors giants and flying stones were engaged in combat.
It was like watching a madman’s imagination. The battleship Dainhar was shooting red beams in all directions attracting the attention of the giants who were about to attack the Allied Forces. It was amazing how the natives who had lived in caves their entire lives could operate such precise machinery.
The giants were responding to the battleship’s provocation. Dozens of spears of light were constantly hitting the stone. However the shield surrounding Dainhar was not easily broken. The star’s protection which the savior himself activated boasted a strength that went beyond imagination.
“It’s pretty good. “Father too.”
Of course there would be clear limits so I couldn’t just watch like this. Suddenly a loud groan was heard from the front of my vision.
『…What did you do? Mortal.』
“Ah are you awake?”
Ronan lowered his gaze. The giants who had been pulled down a moment ago were standing up. Ronan made eye contact with them and raised the corners of his mouth.
“okay. It has to be like this. “Now we’re at the same eye level.”
It was a satisfactory result. I no longer had to raise my head to meet face to face. At that time the giant who stood up first threw a spear of light. Ronan swung his sword with a light motion as if shaking off dust.
Sgak! The window broken in two transformed into particles and disappeared. The next window flew out immediately but this time the result was no different. After repeating this twice more Ronan opened his mouth.
“Listen carefully before you fall you idiots. “I hate you.”
“what?”
“I don’t like my bald head that’s shiny or my skin as pale as ghost urine. “Even a needlessly cool voice is extremely unpleasant.”
Suddenly Ronan’s arm disappeared from sight. Wow! A small explosion occurred in the face of the giant who continued to throw the spear. The giant who was just gathering light fell over.
『Keuuk!』
“But there is something else that is the most fucked up. “What do you think?”
Ronan said. The other giants flinched. The giant’s eyes were bursting open. Blue blood was dripping from where his eyeball was crushed.
『Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…』
The giant let out a cry of pain. He was unable to stand up easily covering his face with one hand. No matter how immortal a being was the eyes were one of the vital areas where wounds healed slowly.
“What do you think?”
Ronan asked again but there was no answer. The expressions on the faces of the other giants who shared the sense were rapidly decaying.
Quaaaang! Suddenly the giants spread their wings and quickly stood up. Unlike the dented and overturned ground there was not a single scratch left on its pure white body.
The corners of Ronan’s mouth slightly rose. It seemed like cutting would be worthwhile. Of course apart from that I felt bad. Ronan followed the giants and frowned.
“okay. “It’s that disparaging look.”
Although he wasn’t in the air yet the difference in height was so great that he had to raise his head. Ronan really didn’t like that.
It was an aversion that stemmed from his past life experiences. At that time Ronan could not protect the people because his sword could not reach the flying Ahayute. At that time the giant in front opened his mouth.
『Strong one. Your indulgence ends here.』
A low deep voice rang out. Ronan did not respond but just stared at them.
The giants who shared the strategy in their heads were about to take off all at once. Once again a halo of light resembling a sunset rose up La Mancha’s sword body. Paaaa…! A radiating light covered the sky.
“100 million…!”
bang!! At the same time the giants that had risen fell to the ground. Several giants that were not in range earlier also fell. Ronan laughed.
“Why did your wings stiffen?”
『How…this…!』
The giants were perplexed. Even though I tried my best to flap my wings my body wouldn’t float. It felt like something huge and invisible was pulling me to the ground.
“I warned you clearly. “If you want to hang out come.”
Liberation from the curse also explosively strengthened his aura that attracts opponents. The Aurors who were still getting stronger boasted enough power to bring down the four-winged giants. Ronan swung his sword around and growled lowly.
“I ignored it so now I have to let it go.”
『You…!』
It was the car that the giants were trying to say something about. bang! Ronan lunged forward and grabbed the hilt of his sword. The giants noticed the attack and launched a counterattack but Ronan was basically faster than them.
Suddenly! The head of the giant running in front fell to the ground. Ronan who stepped on Kiwoo’s body and leapt fired a stab at the chest of the giant who was right behind him.
Phew! The sword strike that pierced the heart tore through the back and escaped. As he crossed backwards and swung his sword the face of the giant who was trying to throw the spear at the back of the head was split in half.
Ronan created his fourth corpse before the three giants fell. When he landed after crossing the swallow and activated his aura a giant who was about to throw a spear from afar was pulled in front of him. Ronan holding the hilt of his sword with both hands slashed the sword vertically. Sigh! His thick neck was sliced off along with his defensive forearms.
『This is what happened…』
The giants were perplexed. Ronan swinging his sword across the battlefield seemed like a person living in time three or four times faster.
I’ve never met someone like this. An invincible race that had lived as predators since birth was being unilaterally massacred. And that too with a sword.
Wow! Less than five minutes later the last giant’s head fell to the ground. If the name Nirvana was true it was a giant who should have been cohabitated with Lorhon’s soul.
“Whoa….”
Ronan stopped in place and turned his head towards the castle. Although there were still about half of the giants left there was another opponent to get rid of now. He said aiming the tip of his sword at Abel.
“Come down. “You uneducated bastard.”
“you…!”
Abel narrowed his eyes at her. He was watching Ronan’s massacre forgetting about Cain’s existence. Ronan seeing that there was no reply grabbed the hilt of his sword.
“You want me to come down?”
Faaaa! The sunset light burst out again. Abel was dragged right in front of Ronan without any time to do anything. It was the moment when he belatedly sensed a crisis and reflexively drew his sword. Kaaaaang! A sharp metallic sound rang out before my eyes.
“Tsk…!”
Abel gritted his teeth. If I had been a little late my head would have been blown off. It seemed like his hand would explode just from the recoil from blocking the sword strike. He asked Ronan after he had adjusted his stance.
“…It wasn’t this bad so what did you do?”
“That’s none of your business.”
But Ronan had no intention of wasting any more time. He who had acquired the Aura poured out a barrage of sword strikes. Kagak! Kang! Every time the blades collided in the air embers bounced wildly. Finally the composure disappeared from Abel’s face.
“What a fucking colt…!”
Abel cursed as he almost lost sight of her sword. She was being pushed aside in both speed and strength. He was in a hurry to pull his body back.
“It doesn’t work that way.”
Once again Ronan’s sword was stained with sunset light. Abel’s body was suddenly pulled. When he realized his mistake he tried to react quickly but Ronan’s body was already spinning in a wide circle.
“…This is the sword technique you stole from me.”
Suddenly Nabirose started chanting. He was a spinning sword a technique he invented himself. She was watching her disciple’s fight with Archbishop Tieria.
Her memories passed through her mind as if they were flowing coloring her vision before her eyes. It seems like only yesterday she was taking Phil Leon’s entrance exam but when did she grow up like this? Tieria screamed as if she were screaming.
“Church leader!”
I could tell just by looking at it. That was really dangerous. She was about to jump to support her leader as she hastily withdrew her hand. Suddenly the surrounding sounds disappeared and her vision became completely dark. Nabirose’s voice rang out in the darkness.
“Don’t intervene. “It’s the best time.”
“This?!”
I couldn’t see anything. I couldn’t hear anything. Tieria instinctively turned her head and sucked in a breath. A huge viper was staring down at her her tongue lashing out.
“all things…!”
Tieria’s face turned pale. A snake mourning death. This was all for Nabirose who is considered one of the strongest Aurors of all time. I heard that he lost his auror after being defeated by Zaipa but I couldn’t understand why.
“You damn bitch!”
Of course that wasn’t what mattered now. A snake was coming towards him. It was the car she ran into as she desperately regained her senses.
Suddenly! Nabirose’s great sword passed through Tieria’s throat. At the same time La Mancha flying in her circle struck Abel’s sword.
“what…!”
Abel’s eyes widened. A poignant bursting sound rang out. Pakaaaang-! Unable to overcome her shock Abel’s sword body exploded and shattered.
