The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 86
Vinchen doubted his ears.
‘nightmare? Do you know anything about Julian’s nightmare?’
– I have no idea.
‘Is it a secret organization?’
-For a secret organization to reveal my name and affiliation so kindly…
‘Yeah. I’m trying to annihilate them.’
Vinchen put strength into the hand holding the red lotus.
There were two strong reinforcements on this side, although they were hidden now and invisible.
Fortress leader Herka and former killer king Serkun.
‘Even if Fortress Herka doesn’t know, he should know that there is a butler Serkun.’
Nevertheless, Edmond seemed confident.
Vincent said.
“What is a nightmare?”
“just. Remember that we are a beautiful organization that dreams of an ideal world.”
It seemed that he had no intention of teaching any more.
Edmond snapped his finger! Bounced.
-Ehh? What is that! A hand is crawling out of the floor!
‘It’s undead.’
It seemed not to be an illusion that this garden was thickly permeated with the smell of death.
Hundreds of corpses stood up.
Herka’s voice came.
“Can my sister help me?”
Before she knew it, she was standing next to Vincen.
“Since the mission report has been completed, Sir Vargon won’t be scolded if I get involved now, right?”
In Herka’s right hand was her poison weapon, the whip.
“Fortress commander.”
“Call me sister. The fort is hard, so it’s not good.”
Her right hand moved.
The whip ate up the space around it, extending its length at will.
Thousands of cracked whips stretched out and crushed all the undead.
In an instant, close to 100 undead were smashed.
Seven images spewed out mana at once.
Quebel’s flight style 13.
Gold Naopyeonsal (擒拿鞭殺).
Herka’s whip wrapped around Edmond’s body.
Edmond was bound like prey caught in a spider’s web.
Herka’s red eyes were filled with thick blood.
At that time, Julian taught me.
-Brother, that’s Richie!
Some warlocks refuse to die and become liches themselves.
Riches are very afraid of death, and they hide their ‘nucleus’ in a safe place to protect their lives.
Since he was a warlock who was at a much higher level than Elder Tiloban, he couldn’t even see the connection between the core and the body.
-If you break that bastard’s body, it will scatter into small pieces and it will be better for trickery. That’s what he wants!
Yulian was in a state of absorbing the divine power of the Holy King and became very sensitive to the energy of black magic or the energy of evil spirits.
Thanks to that, I was able to read many things.
Vincen said quickly.
“Fortress chief. Richie.”
“what?”
At the word ‘rich’, Herka collected mana.
“A troublesome guy has appeared.”
To kill the lich, you must break this core.
Or, there are paladins who use divine power as a superpower instead of mana.
“Isn’t the Holy Knights here?”
“I don’t think there is.”
I don’t know where the nucleus is, and there’s no Holy Knights around.
Edmond laughed.
“You are quick-witted.”
The cadets were beheading the undead that appeared, and all the priests were tied up.
“What are you complimenting me on? It doesn’t mean much, but it does.”
bang!
With a sound, the wall of the ‘warehouse’ was pierced.
A headless corpse was walking with its own head in its hand.
He felt a strong presence that was not felt in other undead.
‘Is this what Edmond was aiming for?’
After Edmond was crushed by Herka, he tried to hide himself while Vincen and Herka were embarrassed.
The plan failed because of Vincen, but it didn’t matter anyway.
He believed in the ‘demon descending body’ he created.
Vincent said.
“Did you turn the dead Lancerton into an undead, make it obedient, and then use it as a sacrifice to make a contract with the evil spirit?”
He revived Lancerton, who was already a 7-star soldier, with black magic.
Then, using it again as a sacrifice, the evil spirit descended.
I could understand now what Edmond had been saying, saying that he had been waiting for this day for a while and that it was a gift.
“I want to make a strong undead by killing strong warriors. I want to use Deacon Serkun or Fortress Leader as materials. It seems to be a trap that has been waiting for decades for that.”
Externally, this was a ‘factory for smelting magic stones’.
The ‘adults’ needed magic crystals and implicitly acknowledged the Sunshine Tramp camp.
In the midst of such connivance, another group called ‘Nightmare’ lurked.
Everyone’s tacit indifference had terrible consequences.
‘Many people must have died as a result of the side effects of the pills, and many people’s vitality was stolen through the crystal ball.’
Black magic is an anti-human magic that uses the lives of others as sacrifices to create mighty power.
A place where you are watched but not watched.
From a warlock’s point of view, this place was tantamount to heaven.
‘Having been doing that for decades… An enormous amount of fraud has accumulated.’
You can’t turn a strong person like Serkun into an undead by killing him at once.
That’s why they have spent decades secretly accumulating scams.
Coincidentally, Violga’s 7-star soldiers were dispatched today, and Edmond did not miss the opportunity.
A normal 7-star warrior would not be able to defeat Serkun, but it would be a different story if he descended by offering an undead 7-star warrior as a sacrifice.
Even Serkun, who had been hiding, appeared.
“indeed. It deserves to be called a trap.”
Herka grabbed the whip and called the cadets together.
She too felt that the situation was not serious.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen a monster like that.”
A monster without a neck.
A dark red aura shimmered in the thing that had Lancerton’s body.
It was like a demon itself leaking out of hell.
Edmond chuckled.
“Can you understand the situation now?”
Things weren’t looking good.
If the worst happens, Serkun will do his best to help Raven escape.
Herka was also in a position where he had to fight while protecting the cadets, so he couldn’t be very free.
Herka said, staring at the demon with a whip.
“It’s Bargon II. What else are you up to?”
Vincen looked at Herka for a moment.
Herka’s body trembled.
‘Ah, I hate him.’
Vinchen’s eyes were still full of confidence.
It seemed that something was up to him.
Vinchen moved one step forward.
“Introduce myself again.”
Vinchen stood before the demon.
Earlier, Edmond introduced himself like this.
-This is Edmond, the first-class bookkeeper of nightmares.
Vinchen’s eyes turned to the evil spirit.
“I am Vincen Adenca, the 7th Prince of Adenca.”
Until now, he had been a 9th grade cadet, Vincen.
However, his role as Vinchen, a 9th grade cadet, is over.
Herka officially recognized it.
So, from now on, it was not Vincen, a 9th grade cadet, but Vincen as the 7th Duke of Adenca.
“You’re taking shit form. What does that mean?”
Vinchen walked towards the demon.
The evil spirit seemed to be waiting for Edmond’s command.
Edmond gulped, his eyes glowing.
“What would be the most ecstatic to kill?”
While Edmond was relaxing, Vincen swung a crimson lotus.
The evil spirit raised its hand with its head.
What had been Lancerton’s face until now became the demon’s shield.
kang!
There was the sound of iron against iron.
The face of the evil spirit that touched the blade of the red lotion grinned.
Vincen looked at that face.
– Ughhh that’s disgusting!
Vincenzo did not care and started a power struggle with the evil spirit.
Edmond laughed loudly at Vincen.
“Ha ha ha ha! Is that all you have?”
It’s a power struggle.
It was laughable to Edmond.
“Can I tell you something fun? He hasn’t even used a third of his strength yet.”
In contrast, Vinchen’s arms were shaking.
The energy of the dark red evil spirit rode over the red lotus and engulfed Vinchen’s body.
It was a powerful miasma and an instrument that polluted the human spirit.
Herka frowned and looked around.
‘That old man only cares about Raven.’
The current Serkun isn’t very helpful.
Herka was too vague to help Vincen.
That first-class bookkeeper was obviously weaker than himself, but stronger than the cadets.
‘The moment I distract myself to help Vincen, everything will be sacrificed.’
I was in a situation where I couldn’t do this or that.
But Herka didn’t feel impatient.
‘It’s strangely comfortable.’
Of course, the present Vinchen was fighting with all his might, but he had a strange feeling that it was not the end.
It was also an intuition that she could feel because she was the successor of the Quebel family.
The evil spirit pushed Vinchen away.
A distance widened between the demon and Vincen.
Soon,
the demon’s neck stretched.
The mouth was abnormally wide open.
Black liquid was dripping from her red mouth.
Edmond giggled.
“Ha ha ha! Shall we spurt up a little more?”
Vinchen swung his sword and cut off the demon’s face.
There were 7 sword attacks in an instant, but the evil spirit didn’t seem to have suffered any damage.
“what are you doing? You haven’t even used a third of your strength yet?”
Vinchen’s body, wielding the sword, was gradually pushed back.
one step.
two footprints.
three steps.
In the meantime, the musical instrument emitted by the evil spirit ate Vincen’s body.
“how is it? It’s hard to breathe now, isn’t it?”
Vinchen blocked the evil spirits with a precarious appearance.
However, contrary to his precarious appearance, Vincen was not in a state of panic.
‘surely… It’s incredible strength and durability.’
If it hadn’t been for the power of reverse use, the magic circuit would have already been messed up.
Even just defending, a considerable amount of mana was consumed.
My heart was throbbing.
‘But now I see.’
There was a reason I accepted it into my body while leaving the instrument alone.
For Vinchen, everything in the Sunshine Outcast camp was training.
‘You gave me the pills.’
It gave Vincen the gift of more mana.
And through the process of burning the impurities in the pills and absorbing only the necessary mana, they practiced filtering out the necessary and unnecessary energy.
‘I was able to learn a lot thanks to Edmund.’
It was the same this time too.
It was easy to apply after understanding the essence.
I tried to appropriately accept the instruments emitted by the evil spirits.
I was able to stably absorb the instrument into my body thanks to the end of the reverse.
I could see through him.
The evil spirit’s instruments have no effect on you.
It was because the body of Vinchen now had as much powerful energy as the priests.
‘The power that dwells in me is the legacy of the Holy King.’
Its quality and quality were far superior to the musical instruments that evil spirits emit now.
Vinchen swung his sword wide and widened the distance.
“Did you say you didn’t even use a third of your strength?”
Divinity is, in other words, divine power.
Haven’t used it at all yet.
– Brother tongue. I understand the situation, but you know you shouldn’t spend too much, right?
Julian was slightly frightened.
‘Don’t worry.’
I felt it through my body.
‘The holy king’s miraculous handful overwhelms all his instruments and remains.’
A very brief lull.
But that lull didn’t last long.
Vinchen stepped on snow and approached the evil spirit in an instant.
It was different than before.
“I haven’t done anything yet.”
He immediately swung his sword.
Basically, his sword is Adenka’s sword.
A clean, standard sword without flashy techniques.
Merlin’s linking sword was added to the basic sword that had no special features, but everything was fine.
Adenka regular sword 3 meals.
power linkage.
cut long.
Vincen learned from Merlin how to fuse brain power with a sharp sword.
And it has manifested itself in a different form today.
‘What I saw was the wall of the wall.’
I saw it and felt it with my body.
I still remember the thrill of that time.
Adenka regular sword 3 meals.
There was a corner similar to that of Feilker’s sword-style thunderbolt.
Maybe it’s because they have the same roots.
Seeing Merlin’s sword in person was of great help to Vincen as well.
The only difference was that Vinchen’s sword was used in conjunction with divine power, not brain power.
‘Cut it.’
After Lushan was eaten, the priests who were trembling with fear opened their eyes wide.
I could feel it precisely because they were priests.
‘What is that ridiculous divine power?’
The divine power to heal people was expressed differently through Vincen.
