#996. I cut down the trifle
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Monster Wave.
A cataclysm that struck the whole world.
The endless wave of monsters coming out of the dungeon was enough to destroy mankind in itself.
Nevertheless, the key factor that humanity was able to endure for nearly half a year was one thing.
The seven princesses of the Seven Dragons.
Fairy Queen and spirits.
Probation and post-mortem, etc.
It was because there were absolutes and their forces who did not give up and struggled to protect mankind no matter how adverse the war situation was.
In particular, the role of the Seven Dragons was great.
Build a defense line.
stockpiling war materials.
forced conscription, etc.
Without all the preparations they had made, no matter how many absolutes there were, they would not have been able to prevent the destruction of mankind.
But unfortunately.
The Seven Dragons weren’t all-powerful either.
No matter how hard the seven princesses, numerous masters, and the staff tried, it was impossible to protect the whole world.
That’s why 70% of the continent was taken away by monsters and the majority of humanity died.
fortunately
or bad luck
Most of the victims were the borderlands or small countries outside the territory of the Seven Dragons.
No matter how much the seven princesses persuaded them, there was a country that neglected its defense for economic or political reasons.
from that point of view.
It was a truly unfortunate country.
As he had cut off all contact with the outside world for decades, he had to face the monsters unprepared as a result of resolutely refusing the help of the Seven Dragons.
There are three reasons why the country did not perish.
One was that the monsters were busy crossing the sea, so they didn’t bother looking for survivors,
and the other was that the Starlight Church couldn’t advance because it was so closed that there weren’t even players.
The last one was that they also had superhumans to deal with monsters.
It was natural.
They are the Great East Asian Empire.
Although it may have fallen now, it was once a country that caused world wars.
Although they were isolated after World War II and lacked modern weapons, the existing military power did not disappear.
Miko and Onmyoji.
A ninja who uses magic tools.
A puppeteer who makes automatons.
Such as samurai trained in swordsmanship.
Since the distant golden age, unlike the continent, their power to develop mysteries in an independent way has never lagged behind the masters of the Seven Dragons.
Enough to block quite a few monsters.
But that’s only for a moment.
In addition to lacking the asymmetrical power of absolutes, they were not prepared for the monster wave, so there was a limit to blocking the infinitely rising monsters.
Kyoto.
Osaka.
Fukuoka etc.
The large cities that had been desperately holding on collapsed one by one, unable to withstand the consumption of supplies and troops.
After all, half a year has passed.
The survivors of the Greater East Asian Empire were not even half of the people, let alone half of the people.
Still, it was a better situation than any peninsula that was completely destroyed by the starlight church’s rampage and coup….
That was until yesterday, too.
“Ah…”
“Are we finally here?”
from sea to land.
The people of the Greater East Asian Empire despaired as they saw the monsters flocking to embrace the starlight that covered the entire sky.
If it was just a lot of numbers, they would have tried to burn the fight until the end.
However, as they had dealt with all sorts of monsters for over half a year in an island that had already turned into hell, they could see that their eyes were opened.
Those are just monsters.
A monster with absolute self-sufficient power that no one dares to oppose on their own.
And it was clear to anyone that it would be impossible to overcome a situation in which such monsters flocked like a wave.
That’s why the moment when they finally let go of everything and tried to accept their own death.
Daeae-Aeng-
the quiet bell resounds.
The light of dawn that exploded from the far west pushed away the starlight that filled the sky.
It’s too soft to be brilliant.
Too calm for being dark.
The people of the Greater East Asian Empire were bewildered by the faint glow under the hazy sky, like the dawn just before the sun rises.
What kind of cataclysm is this?
The fear of the unknown was making them anxious again after giving up everything.
Dae Ae-Aeng –
well, it was natural.
It is a great miracle magic in which the legendary great witch weaves the three great magics of the Silver Age into one.
Gather the great witches of the world, the black wizard, and the saints.
It was an unprecedented mystery that could only be unfolded thanks to the use of God’s miracle, the devil’s wish, and even the power of the stars. In fact
,
compared to the enormous effort, the great miracle magic created by Sir, the so-called ‘Valhalla’s Gate’, had a simple effect.
It is to bring out the power of the three great magics to the limit.
No matter how much Syrr was a legendary witch, he couldn’t create a new magic comparable to the three great magics in a short period of time, just a few months.
But Sir was convinced.
That alone is enough.
Great Ai –
from Tartarus to the Genie of the Avalon Lamp.
The three great magics of the Silver Age are the ultimate magic beyond miracles in themselves.
It’s beyond imagination what you can do just by spreading it out more strongly over a wider range.
And among the three magics, I could tell which one was the most nucleus just by listening to the quiet ringing of the bell.
Big Ai-
That’s a signal.
this world and that world.
Announcing the collapse of the two boundaries.
A sound that shakes and awakens the soul that has already been put to rest.
In the original Avalon, it was a magical sound that summoned all the spirits who had the will to protect London from the past to the present.
However, the gate of Valhalla, which was created by integrating the three great magics, had a slightly wider target.
Also what can be summoned.
The quality and power of that soul.
Squeak.
So it was.
Greater East Asian Empire in crisis.
A human figure appeared on the shore.
Like a shadow reflected in a mist, blurry without substance.
Even so, the figure clearly in the shape of a certain person looked quietly under the sky dyed with the soft light of dawn.
Monsters embracing starlight and flocking to fill the horizon.
An old building that was broken and burned.
The people of the Empire in despair.
After confirming everything by simply turning her head slowly in place, In-young quietly opened her mouth.
[…Is this really the end of the world?]
It wasn’t exclamation.
It wasn’t even lamentation.
Sense, to put it bluntly.
It was a calm evaluation, like watching how a tree that has watched its growth all its life meets its end.
[Whoa, yes. In the end, if it’s a petal that will fall someday, it wouldn’t be bad if it faded along with the other flowers before it dried up ugly.]
He laughed.
Birth and death is the principle of the world.
Anything that lives will die someday.
What is built eventually breaks.
Anything that was great is gone.
And usually the more beautiful and great things were, and the more they tried to avoid the end, the more ugly the ending was.
So he hoped
May your country not become uglier.
So, when even a little bit of the beauty of the past remains, I hope that the end will come to a quiet end.
in that sense.
This situation wasn’t bad either.
It is ugly when only one petal falls, but it becomes aesthetic when countless petals fall at once.
If we fight to the end and perish together at the end of the world, at least we will be able to avoid the humiliation of an ugly destruction.
[However, no matter how insignificant a flower petal is, you have the freedom to choose when and who to pluck.]
Cold as ice.
sharp like a knife.
he spoke softly.
If it had been destroyed by the Sword Master, he would have been satisfied.
I would have been amazed if the archipelago had subsided due to volcanoes and earthquakes.
Even if the people rose up on their own and destroyed the Great East Asian Empire and established a new country, they would have silently accepted it.
But…
[At least the likes of you are not qualified to end my homeland.]
A noble death.
sorrow of loss.
beautiful struggle.
Ignoring the bitter despair.
The moment he quietly finished his words, looking at the ugly monsters who could not even remember the last appearance of this country and just trampled on and ate the people.
His blurred image quickly became clear.
Loose clothing resembling a kimono.
A katana slung across the waist.
Even the cold sunken eyes.
The moment when the samurai, still semi-transparent but now clearly in human form, took a step forward with his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Awesome!
the far end of the horizon.
There, a gigantic monster like a whale that was leading the way cutting through the sea was cut in two.
The monsters following were stunned as the lead monster was cut to pieces without any sign or sign.
That’s how…
the nightmare of the monsters who came to sow despair in all the world began.
Kwajik Puck! Chow!
Take a step.
breathe out once
Turn that gaze once.
Every time the samurai moved like that, one monster was always cut into pieces.
It was useless whether it was a strong body capable of receiving even an absolute self-leveling attack or the power to twist space.
That absolute one-sword that even cuts down the entire process from drawing out the sword to slashing the opponent did not allow an opponent lower than himself to survive.
And each time the process was repeated, the speed at which the monsters were cut increased.
Paba baba baba bababat!
cut down
cut up cut up
It is cut, it is cut, it is cut, it is cut It is cut, it is cut, it is cut, it is cut
One step is half a step.
One breath is half a breath.
With a focused gaze passing by.
At first, three monsters were cut down in a second, but later, dozens of monsters were cut down before even blinking an eye. It is truly a nightmare to see
these absolutely self-proclaimed monsters
being ground like autumn leaves… no, like meat put in a grinder.
It was enough to shock even the monsters who had lived a long time as a follower of the Constellation.
However, the samurai who created the terrible scene did not show any emotion.
Rather, it seems silly.
Or it seems annoying.
He only increased the speed of slicing while watching with dry eyes at the monsters that continued to rush in.
So, at the end of the grinding speed, which had been getting faster and faster, accelerated over and over again.
he suddenly stopped walking.
Stopping your exhaled breath.
the moment you close your eyes.
『The
End of the Muyoung Moaning Wave,
the End of One Mind.
One Heart End』
….
Serene stillness.
It swept the Great East Asian Empire.
In an archipelago where screams and turmoil have never stopped since the monster wave started, the silence was so alien.
But it was also natural.
hundreds.
no thousands.
…or hundreds of thousands.
From absolute self-class monsters with their eyes wide open to monsters that didn’t realize what they were doing even after their heads floated up.
Because all the culprits who had caused the Great East Asian Empire up until now had already been cut down.
it’s the ultimate one.
After cutting and cutting through the whole process, in the end, it is a sword that cuts the opponent with only the heart, not the walking, breathing, or gaze.
The sword of the heart that even a sword master can’t help but admire and pay homage to.
However, the samurai were not at all satisfied with the state of instant death achieved through two deaths and two duels.
I only lamented briefly.
[-You really cut down something insignificant.]
A swordsman.
Or maybe a sword master.
No matter how much it was to protect his homeland, he regretted his own inadequacies in having to show the ultimate of the sword to these things.
The ghost of a samurai who has reached the peak of his sword.
No, the great heroic spirit disappeared as if it were melting again in the light of dawn.
And….
Squeeze.
as if to fill the void.
Another shadow appeared.
Absolutes who may not have seen the tip of the sword, but have reached the level of ninjutsu or puppetry with yin and yang techniques instead.
And countless souls who were born in the Greater East Asian Empire and fought for the country, including them, ran into the army of monsters pouring out of the dungeon… The
war of the dead.
The battlefield of great heroes.
The final battle to take place in the end.
Valhalla started like that.
