#979. What I am cutting…
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Seeing the waves of starlight rushing towards Limon, the benevolent Guardian of Resurrection thought to himself involuntarily.
say it’s over
It was natural.
That is the authority of over a hundred constellations.
It was the result of concentrating the power that could blow up an entire star system to kill just one individual.
It was absolutely impossible for even Limon, who had slashed countless constellations and interfered with them many times, to survive in front of them.
‘It was a really tough fight.’
The Guardian felt tired.
It was the first time that even as a Guardian who had lived an immeasurably long time, he had never experienced such a tiring fight.
Well, it was natural.
After becoming a Constellation in the first place.
The fight was almost left to the watchman.
Not only was it rare for him to engage in direct combat like this, but in most cases he punished mortals with overwhelming power.
in that sense.
Limon was a truly formidable foe.
Of course, over hundreds of constellations were annihilated.
Because they, the monarch-class Constellation, had no choice but to fight for their lives after a long time.
Even so, it could not escape the limits of mortals.
That’s why the guardian felt more sorry.
Limon, who could have saved countless worlds from the end if he had become a constellation, had no choice but to dispose of it like garbage.
But no matter how sorry they are.
His death is already certain.
In that sense, the Guardian’s thoughts went over to the aftermath.
‘I’m worried about the future.’
A dragon who hid his descendants.
The fairies who left a legacy, etc.
It is not that there has not been a species that has perished noblely after fighting to the end rather than being saved.
However, it was the first time even for the Constellations that had lived for an eternity that a threatening being like the Sword Master had appeared.
Its impact would have been insignificant.
Hardliners will follow Limon’s precedent and advocate a more radical and sure salvation in the future.
On the contrary, the moderate faction will propose negotiations to attract a being like Limon as an ally.
Even neutrals, who have always acted arbitrarily, will become more deeply involved in salvation in the future.
No matter
how transcendent.
As a monarch-level Constellation, the Guardian, who had to consider the position of the moderate faction in the future, was already worried about the future.
All the more in that the hardliners are already actively moving.
squeak.
“…?”
It was because I was so engrossed in other thoughts.
the starlight disappears
A sharp sound rings out.
Until one head falls off.
The reason why the compassionate Guardian of Resurrection couldn’t understand the situation
was not the only thing to blame.
He thought that everything was over, he was certain of Limon’s death, and he was relieved. That’s why he couldn’t understand the situation.
It was the same with all the other Constellations, including the prankster who played with fate.
That’s because what was happening right in front of them was absurdly unrealistic.
“Kuu ah ah!”
but right after that.
they realized
No, I had to understand.
The one who couldn’t believe this situation more than anyone else, but lost even the time to think about it because of the terrible pain and loss.
It was because the raven’s desperate cries of glory had forcibly awakened them.
That this is neither a dream nor a fantasy, it is reality.
“How, what, my brain, my strength, why!”
Maybe it was because the impact of one of the three heads flying off was so great.
They could understand perfectly the indescribable scream of the crow, who had blocked the fountain of blood from its severed neck with his hand.
Except for the difference between being the person who cut his own throat, everyone felt the same out of control confusion in this situation.
Fu-wook!
“Kyaauk!”
So it was.
Even before the blood from cutting his throat had cooled down.
The reason why the crow watching the glory couldn’t block the sharp blade that came out like lightning again.
The crow, whose armpit had been cut by a blade that penetrated a gap in the armor made of hell-earned iron, screamed again.
And instinctively, the curse exploded from all over the body to shake off Limon, while trying to regenerate the severed head and armpit wounds.
For him, who is immortal, the loss of his body was nothing more than a condition that could be recovered.
…okay.
Originally, it should have been.
But the wound didn’t heal.
The curse also didn’t manifest.
In the end, there was only one thing the crow could do.
All he could do was scream and frantically swing the blade whip in his hand.
However, as the power of the curse disappeared, Limon simply twisted his body to avoid the blade whip, which was too dull compared to the moment before.
Limon, who had turned his body like a top, swung his arms.
Right after the crow’s widened eyes reflected the terrifyingly fast expanding blade.
―Chwaaaaagh!
The blood of red.
scattered like rain
Two lumps tumbled to the ground.
All that was left was a body that was stiff and squirting blood like a fountain from three cut edges.
dump.
Even the body collapses powerlessly.
The blood that spurted violently gradually weakened until it finally dripped.
The Constellations, who were stunned by the scene, only then realized what had happened in front of their eyes.
“porridge…. was it?”
A raven that watches over glory.
A very few of the countless stars.
An immortal who snorts off attacks that would destroy the world and never dies as long as his constellation is there even if his body is destroyed.
but this moment.
The great monarch-level constellation had become a mere piece of meat and was cooling down.
“…what.”
The benevolent Guardian of Resurrection trembled.
It was also because of the sudden and futile death of a great constellation of the same level as himself.
It wasn’t because the waves of starlight created by the combined efforts of hundreds of constellations disappeared like melting snow.
It was because of the heavy feeling, as if carrying a heavy stone.
its so strange
Nevertheless, the guardian slowly raised one hand in the midst of a weight that was never unfamiliar.
Then, looking at his own palm, where the white palm lines were clearly revealed, he asked as if he groaned involuntarily.
“What the hell have you done?”
“I cut what I had to cut.”
“You’re going to have to cut it?”
“okay.”
Is it because of shock and upheaval?
Looking straight at the pale face of the guardian who managed to squeeze out a vague voice as if it would cut off at any moment.
The gray-haired man with the sword stained red with the blood of the Constellation hanging down at an angle said calmly.
“You are definitely a powerful being.”
“…”
“Even I always had to risk my life when fighting you guys.”
It was never an empty word.
Constellations are beings born from the providence of one world.
It was because he was a transcendental being who had the same power as the entire world alone.
Just looking at the fact that even the gods were ultimately only connected to a small part of the providence of the world, I could see how great they were.
Of course, even if dozens of people rushed at it, it would be difficult for the absolute majority.
Even a sword master could not dare to be confident of victory in their zodiac sign.
A transcendent beyond even the absolute.
The Constellation was such an existence.
And to repeat such dangerous fights hundreds of times was an obvious suicide for even a sword master.
If it had been another sword master, even the sword master would have lost his life long ago.
“Nevertheless, the reason I was able to survive after fighting hundreds of times with you guys is simple.”
but only one.
Only Limon was different.
Is he strong?
Of course, that was also the reason.
Just looking at the fact that he personally cut down most of the 13 sword masters that existed in history, it was clear that he was the closest to the strongest sword master.
However, that is only one of the factors.
The biggest reason was different.
“It’s because of my sword.”
Sword righteousness is the will to cut even providence.
It was the existence of a sword master who could cut anything he wanted to cut.
However, that will is ultimately completed based on the life and beliefs built up by oneself.
That is why even a sword master who can learn complex swordsmanship with just one look cannot completely imitate other swordsmiths.
Even if he used the same swordsman’s clothes as other sword masters, he couldn’t live the same life.
It was the same with Limon.
The dragon slashing sword that cuts the future and fate was obviously a powerful swordsman, but that will was ultimately a swordsman’s.
to face the seven dragons
Against the whole world alone.
Although he may have inherited the will of the sword master who opened the door to a new era and became a sword master, Limon was not the first sword master.
In the end, his dragon slayer sword couldn’t go beyond the scope of imitation.
So he made
A sword filled with one’s own will.
A swordsmanship perfected with the experience accumulated over hundreds of years of fighting numerous powerful enemies based on the Dragon Slayer Sword.
It was made so that even non-sword masters could face sword masters, it was the essence of all sword techniques that even sword masters would be astonished at
.
But don’t be mistaken.
It’s just a sword after all.
the basis for making it happen.
That there is another target that Limon really wants to cut.
destiny and future.
space and soul too.
presence and shape.
Stops and movements too.
borders of the world.
The street of all things.
process of fighting.
contradiction of existence.
power and flow diagram.
dreams and reality too.
not even causal.
In the end, there is only one thing that the swordsmith Limon Aspelder has cut down with the life and will he has built while protecting mankind for hundreds of years.
“My cutting is a mystery.”
“…!”
“It is all unreasonable things that distort the providence of the world.”
From spirits to sword masters, descendents of demonic dragons.
It is completed with the will to protect humanity from all enemies that threaten the world with power far beyond that of ordinary humans.
Through the battle with the Constellations over the past 20 years, her own swordsman’s uniform has further developed.
Limon said calmly.
“In short, it means that all mysteries and supernatural powers are nullified within the reach of my senses.”
It is a will that rejects witchcraft, psionics, skills, magic, and even the power of the stars and other swords.
A swordsman who was able to master it because he had defended mankind all his life against all kinds of superhuman beings.
And now, Limon’s extreme is the prototype that became the starting point of such a yam dragon killing sword, and the final form he pursued.
Clear all mysteries.
making a god not a god
Take away immortality from the immortal.
Turning superhumans into criminals.
It is truly astonishing, and due to a terrible will, the connection with the constellation is severed and the power of the star is lost.
The merciful Guardian of Resurrection, trapped in a body made of pure starlight, opened his mouth involuntarily.
“You crazy…”
Why did the raven that guards the glory die in vain?
And it wasn’t just because he realized why none of the hundreds of constellations had been able to defeat Limon.
How Limon was able to make such a sword.
No, why did you have this will?
It was because other Constellations could notice it, but only the Guardians could notice it.
“Is your goal to create a world where you are the absolute, and you don’t need an absolute?”
