#443. look away
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Bahah.
Pulling the strings of the mechanical bow.
Quickly generate psionics.
It captures the explosive power of the Bigyeokjincheonryu (飛擊震天流) in the arrow along with the chill of the Sosumabongryu (素手魔功流).
The arrow’s time is accelerated with the Chukshigimaryu (縮時騎馬流), while the time around it is slowed down with the Gwimunhapjangryu (龜門合掌流).
So, the moment the arrow was fired according to the technique of Tangungseomjeonryu.
『Seventy-
two kinds of martial arts, five seasons, seventy-two kinds of martial arts, 五絶技
Bing, Baekmagyu,
氷白魔叫』
Kiyiyi!
The arrow flew away with a ghastly sound.
Accelerating explosively while slowing everything else is a death sentence.
Even in this super-accelerated world, it was an attack that was so fast and sharp that it could only be seen as a flash attack, and most people would die before realizing it.
Kwajik!
However, ‘fake’ easily blocked such an arrow just by swinging its wings.
No, it didn’t stop there at all, and threw the broken arrowhead back to the ‘real’.
Kang!
It was faster if it was faster than when it was shot, but after skillfully shed the arrow that flew at a speed that was not slow by any means.
Yekathrice kicked the horse in the side and charged, brandishing a dagger.
Papa baba babat!
When a horse that has accelerated together with the power of the axis horse-style crashes into a fake.
The dagger that was swung with the psionic power of the moonlight speed sword filled the several meters of space with a silver flash.
[Atke Sebty Caora.]
The moment the ghost floating in the sky at the right time murmured, five-colored lights swept everywhere.
For the real ones, the blessings of ‘acceleration’, ‘strengthening’, ‘recovery’, ‘protection’ and ‘luck’.
For fakes, curses of ‘deceleration’, ‘weakness’, ‘exhaustion’, ‘increase’ and ‘misfortune’.
The effect of the magic granted just by touching the light was so powerful that even a child could beat a tiger.
Chew!
However, after the new model of a girl with bristle wings and a girl who charged on a horse crossed.
It was the real one that spurted blood from the wrist.
“Huh, even if it’s a fake, I’m different from the matured me.”
Although the wound is not shallow.
After stopping the bleeding just by licking the blood with her tongue, Yekathrice giggled and took out her mechanical bow again and fired an arrow.
However, the result was not different from before.
The arrow of Yekathrice.
Shera’s magic too.
Because fakes are easily avoided.
Regardless of whether it was real or cloned, there was a huge power gap between the time she was a dragon and the usual princess.
Even the fact that Yekathrice, who is not in good health, is still holding on is close to a miracle.
Even so, there are three reasons why she is still alive.
[Aaka sifira.]
One is Shera’s support, which scatters light at the right time while leaving five colored light orbs floating in the air.
Whoops!
The other is the assistant of the light dragon corps that assists her by resonating psionics while secretly stationed around her.
Quaang!
The last point was that the fake Yekathrice was created based on Yonghwa in a runaway state.
The cloning now, which can’t handle it elaborately, pours out overflowing psionics at random and rampages, but it’s literally a beast.
As much as it moved instinctively, the attack was monotonous, so it was possible to counter it at least narrowly.
Quadduk!
“Kuk!”
One problem.
It is said that the fake was fast and strong enough to be difficult to block even an obvious attack.
Because of that, Yekathrice, whose mechanical palace was broken, drew a dagger and confronted the fake.
Another human figure flew in.
“Iyaab Yuna-kyung kick…!”
Peouk Udangtang!
“Kyauk!”
Then, with a single flap of its fake wings, it flew off and crashed into a car parked on the street.
The moment Yekathrice took advantage of the gap and created a barrier of ice to trap the fake.
Shera uttered a short incantation, enveloping the ice barrier in five-colored brilliance.
It is a simplified version of the method used to seal the demons who strengthen the psionic prison with a magical barrier.
Of course, it is a temporary measure.
It was an ice barrier that would soon break, but thanks to that, Yekathrice was able to slow down and breathe.
“Oh, I’m dying…”
…Including the extra time to talk to In-young, who was moaning while stuck in the car.
“I’m sorry I’m enjoying playing Majo, but how about doing it in moderation?”
“Who is Majo?”
“If you see me rushing to get hit again like that, anyone would call it Mazu?”
“Do you know that I am doing this because I want to be like this? It’s because I have to buy time like this!”
“It’s not wrong, but are you really going to die?”
Yekathrice pointed out with a strange smile.
Yuna-kyung’s appearance is a mess.
There were blood and bruises all over the place, so I couldn’t even say it was okay with empty words.
Unlike Yekatrice and Shera, whose name is an absolute class, she is at most a blue bird.
Even fakes were not enough to deal with the emboldened princess.
Even more so to get involved in a super-accelerated fight where even the Gwangryongdae, the masters of the great masters, could not even cover for fear of being disturbed.
“It can’t be helped, can it? I would have to risk my life to stop the demon!”
“Yeah, admit it.”
Yekathrice chuckled.
Because it was true that Yuna-kyung risked her life to intervene like this, and it was true that she was able to overcome many difficulties.
But even that is slowly reaching its limits.
The fake seal will be released soon.
If this happens a few more times, even Yuna-kyung, who has been strengthened by Shera’s blessing, will be mortally wounded and she won’t be able to hold out any longer.
So, Yekathrice made a quick decision.
“There’s nothing I can do about it now that it’s like this.”
“…What are you going to do if you can’t help it?”
“You said that? You have to risk your life to stop the demon.”
After a light shrug.
Yekathrice said with a playful laugh.
Anyway, risking others’ lives won’t help much anyway.
Then, the most effective course of action was for her to become merciful and deal with the fake.
Of course, it is a risky gamble to do such a thing again while the aftereffects of the runaway still remain.
No matter how good it ended, lifespan was shortened, permanent sequelae were left, and at worst, life could really be lost.
But…
“More than anything else, protecting your younger sister is your older sister’s duty.”
He said that it would be better for him to risk his life than to see something that dared to drink harm Ainsha.
To a girl who speaks lightly.
Yuna-kyung cut it off and said.
“That doesn’t work.”
“I don’t need your permission?”
“But you’ll have to ask the manager’s permission. Because the team leader’s order was to stop this kind of thing by all means.”
“…A brother?”
“Yes, I think the same.”
Maybe it was because the words were so unexpected.
Yuna-kyung declared to Yekathrice who blinked.
“No matter how sadistic or dictator you are, this country needs a sister.”
As long as the demon is resurrected, the revolutionary government collapses, and the new revolutionary army is swept away by it, only Yekatrice can take care of the Russian Khanate.
If something goes wrong with her, chaos will ensue and countless people will die or suffer.
So I can’t sacrifice Yekathrice.
It was a while to look at Yuna-gyeong, who spoke with a pragmatic attitude that resembled someone.
Yekathrice scratched her head.
“I’m really happy that my brother acknowledged me like that, but it’s useless if I can’t stop that fake, right?”
“I can block it.”
“how?”
“With grit and friendship!”
I even blinked blankly when I saw Yuna-kyung screaming with her wings clenched.
Yekathrice finally burst into laughter.
“Kyahaha! That’s cool!”
“Don’t laugh at me. Because I mean it sincerely.”
It’s like I can’t stand it.
Yuna-kyung grumbled as she saw Yekathrice lying on her stomach to the point of shedding tears.
In fact, she had the belief that she could overcome this situation with grit and friendship.
…but still unfinished.
Pajik Pagagang!
at that time.
The ice barrier cracked.
The temporary seal had reached its limit.
The moment Yekathrice and Yuna-kyung, who realized that fact, were about to start super-accelerating again to deal with the fake who was about to be released.
“You don’t have to risk your life. Don’t be fooled.”
A blunt voice crossed the air.
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“Ainsha?”
“White sister? Why are you here? What about the ceremony?”
Yekathrice and Yuna-kyung, of course.
A white-haired girl who showed up while hesitatingly looking at the fake one.
Ainsha replied with an expressionless face.
“It is already over.”
“…is it over?”
“That’s right.”
“…Nothing has changed about that?”
“The gods have slowed down. So it takes time to trigger.”
I slowly raise my head.
A pillar of light piercing the dark sky.
No, in order to look at the flow created by that pillar of light with transparent eyes.
“It’s okay though. Even if you are irresponsible and selfish and lazy, God is God. I do it when I do it.”
other people don’t know
It was visible in Ainsha’s eyes now.
Numerous gods gather small miracles to twist the providence, and the twisted providence creates a cycle of miracles again.
The wheels have already started rolling.
Now Ainsha had nothing to do.
She is neither a witch nor a priest, but a priest.
Because the role was over when the gods were gathered for the ritual.
I just came after the end of the sacrifice to make up for the lack of money with dance and song and to appease the excited gods.
The rest was up to the gods.
Kurung Kururung!
“It is a god created by a demon.”
“But even if it’s fake, God is God.”
“So…”
To borrow her expression, it seems that the lazy gods are finally starting to exert their power.
Looking at the sky that gradually fades.
Ainsha muttered quietly.
Then he slowly lowered his head and said, looking at the fake Yekatrice whose face was distorted between the shattered ice barriers before he knew it.
“―I try to fall into God’s Hell.”
Quarreung Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
the sky shakes
Providence and providence collide.
The providence created by countless gods was taking shape and devouring the providence of the Demon God.
three wishes.
Avalon in London.
Along with the two, one of the legends handed down from the Silver Age.
Unlike other magic created by humans and reaching the realm of miracles, the ultimate magic created and used by the gods themselves.
Underground Labyrinth Tartarus (Τάρταρος).
The curse of the gods, which was remodeled into a dragon for demons, so that only the priests of the Divine Alliance, who represent all the gods, can invoke it.
“Abyssus is activated.”
Kwagwagwagwagwagwang!!
The moment the miracle was complete.
The darkness that filled the sky collapsed.
With an awe-inspiring roar, the remains began to be sucked into the far underground.
The darkness shuddered as if resisting.
But to no avail.
The prototype of the Abyss is Tartarus.
It was the god’s hell that eventually swallowed even the god’s corpse in order to face the seven dragons that ate the god and became infinitely stronger.
Even the Demon God, who gained infinite power by touching the providence, could not help the curse that invaded the providence itself.
So all the darkness is swallowed up in the abyss.
The moment the light returns to the sky.
■■■■■■―!
The face of the fake Yekathrice is terribly distorted.
A terrible rumble shook the ground.
it’s a scream
It was the scream of a being who had been degraded from a god to a demon by severing the connection with providence.
shiver.
The demon’s puppet who went from being an immortal who swallowed all anger and despair to an angry and despairing mortal.
The fake Yekathrice shed bloody tears and glared at Ainsha.
Even if it was a replica without intelligence, it was possible to know who the culprit was.
“Everyone get out of the way.”
“Are you going to fight alone?”
“That’s right. It’s going to get in the way of other people anyway.”
However, Ainsha did not avoid the original gaze of such cloning.
I just stood out and said it.
“More than anything, I wanted to punch him in the face from before.”
“…Ainsha? I hear that as an older sister, but don’t you?”
Whether or not the real Yekathrice put on a puzzled expression.
Ainsha resonated with the Shinryongdae and the psionics who were silently waiting for orders from behind.
The moment when the mighty psionic that had been circulating in her body ever since it appeared reached its limit through resonance with the Shinryongdae.
『Seventy
-two kinds of martial arts and ten-jeweled martial arts, 十絶合從技Ji
Baekryong Awakening
智白龍覺醒
』
Pupils split vertically.
That forehead glows softly.
A transparent jewel resembling pupils sprouted between her brows.
