Solo Swordmaster Chapter 816

#816. Are you sane?

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Roaring!

The moment you open your hand.

Soaring is a blade made of flame.

It is not much different from the solar wind stream in that it condenses flames and forms them into weapons.

However, the blade that differs in dimension in that heat is condensed dozens of times is literally the sun itself.

It was a lethal sword that added the subtlety of the 100 Fighting Style to the power that even an absolute person could burn blood and flesh with just a brush.

Fain!

But the moment the spear was swung.

the flame is dissipated.

Vlad’s swordsman’s sword, which could pierce even space, erased even the heat that formed the blade of flame.

Still, Hasneti was unfazed.

It seems like you knew that from the start.

He just turned the scattered heat into a whip and swung it like a storm.

bang!

While Vlad, who slammed the floor with his spear and jumped up with the rebound, avoided the storm of flames, stabbing his spear in the air.

Dodging the spears flying from above with a narrow gap.

Hasneti, who swung her tail and aimed at Vlad’s ankle, created flames to block the spear from entering.

Bang kwaguawang!

A deflected spear breaks the ground.

The heat wave evaporates the heavy rain.

Steam and vibrations reverberate incessantly one after another.

The fight was so fierce and splendid that it left the viewer in awe.

However, Hasneti and Vlad, who were fighting like that, couldn’t find any composure.

Among the seven dragons, Hasneti completed the true blood of the Fighting Dragon Raiders, who has the ability to ignite.

Among the sword masters, Vlad, a swordsman who excelled in one skill, stabbing.

They had one thing in common in that they had one of the best attack powers among absolutes, but were weak against defense.

The result was this bloody fight.

Because they can mortally wound each other in one blow.

It was a series of risky gambles in which even one mistake would cost one’s life.

‘Is it too much?’

And in that gamble.

Hasneti could feel it.

If things go on like this, the one who loses will be himself.

In the first place, unlike Rose, who excelled in one-on-one, because of her ability, it is disadvantageous to fight a sword master in one-on-one?

Of course, that was also the reason.

But more troubling than that was her condition now.

‘The cost of forcibly completing the dragon’s blood is high.’

Li Qingyu, who has been collecting Limon’s dragon psionics step by step.

Rose, who could not have prepared in advance like her, but amplified by resonating the psionics of the entire clan.

The two of them spent a lot of time with Limon among the seven princesses, so they were able to complete the dragon’s blood relatively easily.

But it wasn’t long before Hasneti became his bride.

As such, the dragon psionics she possessed were too few to complete the dragon’s true blood.

That’s why she wrote an expedient.

A gift from Limon.

He absorbed the dragon psionic contained in 1000 sculptures and supplemented his lack of strength.

Thanks to that, I was able to complete the dragon’s true blood… but in the end, an expedient is an expedient.

As a reward for forcibly completing the dragon’s blood, she had suffered considerable internal injuries.

Of course, it is difficult to unfold even the dragon season.

Every time I had a fight with Vlad, the excruciating pain was rising.

‘…I can’t expect support.’

Still, to say the least.

She was on the better side.

Because the situation on the other side was more serious.

Kwagwagwang!

roaring sound

Pillars of flame soar.

The pouring rain evaporates.

It was a scare story created by the rank-and-file masters of the Red Dragon Clan.

It was a dragon’s flame that could set fire to mountains and boil lakes, even if it was less than Hasneti’s flame.

Perong!

However, even with his bare body, he endured such a scare, and the one who jumped out was a brown monk.

Even if the clothes are burned and

the whole body is full of soot.

The moment when Gandhi, who had not suffered a single burn on his body, was about to run towards them.

A single human figure stands in the way.

“Kyaa!”

Papababat!

A beauty in a military uniform who transformed from her usual small figure to a half-human, half-beast figure with the ultimate fighting spirit of the type of unemployed beast.

Nadia confronted Gandhi with superhuman quickness and animal-like movements.

But it’s in vain.

Of course, faster and stronger with just physical ability.

scratch your eyes

Whether you prick your eardrum with your ear.

Even a kick in the groin.

Nadia had no choice but to be cornered in seconds against Gandhi, who received all attacks with her bare body.

Still, those few seconds were enough.

The elders and heads of the Blue Dragon Clan were unable to complete the camp and tie Gandhi’s feet.

Koo Goo Goo!

The heavy pressure created by psionics pressed down on Gandhi’s shoulders like an abyss and bound his feet.

In the meantime, the subordinate-class masters of the Red Dragon clan, who have withdrawn, bring down the psionics that have run out again and spread their camp.

It is truly a series of despair.

It was a horrifying spectacle in which the battles of class masters, who could intimidate even absolutes, were unfolded in succession just to buy a few minutes of time.

Anyway, that’s the limit now.

At the cost of one after another, their psionics were nearly exhausted.

The yeomryongdae and the changryongdaedo that are facing Vlad’s alter ego.

The Blue Dragon clan also fights against the Immortal Corps.

It was almost a similar situation.

If this continues, the moment one side collapses, the other side will fall at once like a domino.

And as the Red Dragon Princess, who considers struggle as her instinct, Hasneti knew.

that we must retreat immediately.

More than half of them would die if they were to repel Vlad and Gandhi’s pursuit, but if it was too late, no one would survive.

despite knowing that

Hasneti did not retreat.

It wasn’t that there was a vague hope that a way would come if I held on for a while.

If there is one reason.

‘…Then I wouldn’t back down.’

Confront the dragon that ruled the world.

Challenge the Sword Demon seven times.

Slashing the fallen Sword Master and Demon God.

No matter how low the odds are, he is a hero who has steadfastly fought and won in order to protect humanity.

Limon Aspelder.

Among the seven princesses, as a bride who most ardently researched and admired his deeds.

Since I came here on his behalf, Hasneti had no choice but to abandon his citizens and run away.

no matter how impossible it may seem.

just fighting to win.

‘If you need to be prepared, I’ll do it.’

So it was.

Hasneti, who stepped back as if flapping her wings, took a deep breath.

Vlad, who was trying to close the distance by chasing him as before, hesitated.

It was because the sword master’s intuition told him.

If he attacked her now, he would surely be able to hit her, but he himself would have to pay the price.

“…Are you aiming for Dongguijin?”

give up defense

Instead, make sure to hit the target.

A flesh-and-bone number.

But that’s a monster like Gandhi or a free way to write.

It was a perfect strategy to die together or die alone against superhumans like them who could take the life of an absolute in one blow.

Hasneti must have known that, so he hadn’t used such a method until now.

I mean, this is a last resort.

It was a gamble with a low odds of winning, risking one’s life to break this hopeless war situation.

And, to put it bluntly.

Vlad didn’t have to match her gamble.

Even if you spend enough time like this, you can easily win if the other side decides.

But…

“Seeing that determination, I’ll deal with it.”

Vlad pulled up his sword while holding the spear.

He is the Sword Master.

Even if he did not choose any means to win, he was never afraid of a one-on-one confrontation.

Just like that, Hasneti’s horns are burning red.

Vlad’s spear glowed bloody.

The moment their eyes crossed.

“Oh my, everyone is fighting hard.”

“…!”

they paused

It wasn’t just Hasneti and Vlad.

From Gandhi and Nadia to other class masters.

In the stillness where only those who fight against the irrational alter ego of Vlad and the Immortal Corps fight loudly.

they saw

A platinum-haired nun appeared on one side of the battlefield and looked at them.

“Are you here to sort this out?”

“It’s like that.”

“…!”

listen to that answer.

Hasneti hardened her face.

Because I couldn’t understand what it meant that Joan of Arc, whom Rose had gone to stop, appeared here.

And that also meant that there was no chance to gamble anymore.

I don’t know if it’s another sword master.

Because I knew all too well that even friendship with Joan of Arc was meaningless, as I had fought in Africa.

But it is already too late to retreat.

Looking at Hasneti, who was determined to fight to the end even if he couldn’t win.

The moment Joan of Arc smiled and swung the sword she was holding at an angle.

Quaang!

under a sky of heavy rain.

Beautiful petals rushing.

Dark blood splattered.

Truly an instant.

While Hasneti hardened at the sight of dozens of corpses that appeared without a chance to use his hands.

Vlad quietly opened his mouth.

“…What are you doing, Ambassador?”

His face was harder than Hasneti.

No, it had to be.

Because the ones Joan of Arc just blew away were not the Blue Dragon Clan or the Red Dragon Clan, but the undead of the Immortal Corps.

However, Jeanne d’Arc didn’t even show any sign of apology, let alone apologizing that it was a mistake.

It seemed like he was just doing the right thing.

I just asked softly.

“Vlad junior, do you know what my long-cherished wish is?”

“Isn’t that the end of the British Empire?”

“Yes, so would you like to congratulate me?”

“…what do you mean?”

“My wish has come true.”

“…”

Vlad was silent.

Because of that nonsense.

It wasn’t even because of her blooming smile.

It was because of the existence that flew through the sky like a gale and landed behind Joan of Arc.

thud!

“Right, Count?”

how hurried

Even in this heavy rain, a blue-haired woman covered in sweat with her wings folded.

Rose did not bother to answer Joan of Arc’s question.

He slightly bit his lip and glared at her, then slowly lowered his body with a deep sigh.

Smack!

between the mud.

get down on one knee

bow your head slightly

As the princess of the Blue Dragon clan, which has protected the British Empire for hundreds of years, she had the right not to kneel before the royal family, so humiliating.

Even so, the citizens of London and the military people of the British Empire are doing what they must do.

Rose held out the roll of parchment she had brought with both hands.

“…That Rose Sea Serpent.

As the Earl

of the British Empire , I declare unconditional surrender on behalf of the Royal

Family, with the

authority given to me by Your Majesty

.

Looking at the tricolor flag, which is obvious to anyone, and smiling brightly

, Jandark accepted the scroll that Rose

held out, and rubbed the blood from his own finger on the sword and put a flower pattern next to the royal seal stamped on the document of surrender

. Dropping it off again to Rose, he said,

“As Commander-in-Chief of the French Republic, I accept this surrender, and from now on Great Britain and Northern Ireland are declared French.” “…”

Vlad

,

Hasneti,

Gandhi and Nadia, as well as

the other members of the Red Dragon Clan and the Blue Dragon Clan,

watched as if they doubted their ears or did not understand the

situation

.

“…”

“All that’s left is beautiful France.”

As if a lifelong dream had come true.

With a happy smile.

He laughed for a while.

As if he suddenly remembered it.

Joan of Arc turned her head.

“But the two juniors, .”

Still with a smile full of happiness and joy on that beautiful face. But

looking straight at the two priests

with no laughter

. There is only a difference in direction

. The mad’ sword master,

the swordswoman Joan of Arc, said coldly,

“So you just invaded France?”