Episode 299 Episode
91. Respecting strength and strength (10)
“I didn’t know that I would meet my end in Runkandel with the swords of riders other than Lord Shiron. If there is anything I regret, that is it.”
Barton looked at Dipus’ sword and said.
The decision of the Auror was fixed on the Greatsword Bolgar. The crystals looked as hard as real ores, not as auras.
Quaang! Kudo deuk-!
The battle that started again was Barton who rushed first.
He had already used too much power and was unable to fully demonstrate his original inaction.
Even if one aura and stamina were going to the bottom, the ground was shaken by the 10-star knight’s desperate efforts to die.
Every time he stepped on a step, the ground cracked and rocks bounced.
The protective shield he wore around his body was at the level of an 8-star, but even the anticipation contained in the protective shield itself was enough to spread the sound of pagong.
The last reflection that caused all the jinki to pour out.
What was in Barton’s glimmering eyes was madness.
The self-deprecating falsehood that he lost all of his reputation for being Ganja was exposed and the shame of being killed by the swords of riders other than Shiron Runkandel.
And the pride he held in his heart as a black knight before he met ‘Celiac Ziple’ and betrayed Runkandel collided inside Barton.
Barton obviously had a firm belief in Zipple.
On the side of Ziple, I had the conviction that I could reach real transcendence, not just verbal transcendence, beyond the limits of the species called ‘human’.
However, Barton Bichena is still clearly human.
He gained strength close to the limit, cast off his sense of immorality and fear of being killed a long time ago, even though he hides his emotions with a black helmet. He was still human.
“You must be ashamed, Barton Bichena. Can you see him running rampant while catching a bunch of dog forms? Do you think you will have enough honor left to die at the hands of your father?”
Jin saw through Barton’s dizzy inner world.
Instead of answering, a blade flew into her throat. The blade was dull. If it looks blurry, it means that the island has already passed.
After reflexively stepping back half a step, Jin almost unknowingly touched his neck.
talent or achievement.
If either of the two wasn’t enough, he would have raised his hand and touched his neck.
He would have allowed a critical hit while checking whether he had been cut or avoided by a narrow margin.
Instead, Jin stretched out his sword for a counterattack.
Just as Barton’s attack narrowly grazed Jin’s uvula, Sigmund also grazed the side of his cheek.
Before the two swords could cross each other, another sharp light flashed between them.
It was Bolgar, a great sword that fell at an ignorant speed.
The three swords drew a whirlpool. As the swords collided, more than a dozen ruptures echoed in one second.
The guardian knights who were conducting examinations at a distance swallowed dry saliva.
Even though they were unmanned men of at least 8 stars, they could not recklessly intervene in battle. It wasn’t because of his poor swordsmanship.
My body couldn’t stand it. Runkandel’s blessed body or rigid body that has reached its limit. It was a fight that I would not have dared to step into without that element.
The shockwave seemed to rain thousands of shurikens non-stop.
Every time there was a small noise that only he could feel, there were scratches somewhere on the bodies of the three.
Kaaaaaa-!
Difus groaned and stepped on the steps.
Then, the crystals of the aura on the greatsword Bolgar shone brighter, and Barton continued to distance himself as if he had been conscious of it from the beginning.
It was time for the aura that hadn’t been poured into Kojek to shine.
What Deepus prepared was Runcandel’s 6th decisive battle. The crystals of the aura that were attached to
the electric light
Bolgar were broken.
As the crystals scattered like shards of glass, an aura flowed between the hundreds of shards.
Kijijik!
There was an intense noise as if the brain was spreading, and the dazzling light was rapidly repeating off and on.
Every time the light flashed, the greatsword’s trajectory changed.
Due to the irregularly shaped aura, the length of the blade changed from time to time, and the broken crystals continued to dance with the great sword.
“Big!”
Barton rotated his body and slashed the greatsword. Even though it seemed to have been completely cut, the armor was torn and blood splattered.
They were hit by an aura attached to the greatsword and forming a bundle.
I was conscious from the moment the decision was made on the greatsword Bolgar, so I only suffered that much damage. If he did not know the shape of lightning, it would have been difficult for even Barton to avoid serious injuries.
The bundle of auras formed on the greatsword had a shape almost identical to that of the brain qi.
Of course, it was an aura, not a real brainchild, and anyone who knew Myeongwangsword could recognize it.
The fact that Runkandel’s 6th Decisive Strike Lightning was a technology modeled after Myungwang’s sword.
It was unfortunate.
Lightning is a technique derived from the ‘Thunder Day of the Myeongwang Sword Season’ that Jin intends to use.
Puzz means-!
Sigmund possessed the brain energy of a mad heart.
Crystals similar to those formed on the Greatsword Bolgar filled the pale blade.
‘…Is that the brainchild that the youngest uses? Why does it have a shape similar to lightning?’
‘I heard that all the elders except Zed refused to hand over the decisive battle, so how did they learn the electric light?’
Difus and Barton thought at the same time. Jin couldn’t help but be embarrassed to see both of them perform completely unexpected skills.
However, they were only superficially similar, but completely different.
If Lightning had only increased the attack radius of the Greatsword, twisted the trajectory, and expanded the RBI.
Thunderblade formed dozens of ‘blades’ made up of flowing brain energy.
Fijijit Gyiik-!
The blue blades that filled the air were pointing at Barton.
The blades were illuminated, so it was not easy to read their movements.
“Kaaaaagh!”
Barton screaming and wielding a longsword.
The cloak was already tattered and the torn armor no longer functioned properly.
He almost looked like a pure white sphere as he cut out both thunder and lightning at the same time. The longsword was cutting all directions that fast.
Jin and Difus, who were attacking, were also desperate.
At first glance, Barton seemed to be defensive, but if he showed a gap once, a counterattack would fly.
Blood continued to pour into the air.
It was difficult to determine who it belonged to, and the blood that splattered between the mixed swords evaporated and disappeared before a second had passed.
A finger bounced through the space distorted by the shockwave.
It was Barton’s index finger.
However, Barton’s momentum showed no signs of weakening. On the contrary, Jin and Deepus took a step backwards at the sword that became fiercer and faster.
what a waste.
Such a thought flashed through Difus’s mind. All of a sudden, the fact that such a great soldier betrayed Runkandel made his teeth tremble.
I was also curious. What the hell did Ziple promise, so he came to the conclusion that Barton was a betrayal? At first, I just wanted to kill him, but as I put my swords together, I kept thinking about that.
On the other hand, Jin was neither regretful nor curious.
Weakness was understandable, but ugliness was unacceptable.
Even if he had more strength than 10 stars, a person like Barton was not needed in Runcandel.
Phaak-!
Dipus’ greatsword cut Barton’s chest. A deep cut cut his ribs and stabbed his intestines, and Barton showed no pain even though he vomited blood.
Movement was still there. It was impossible to believe that it was a human with such an injury, but Jin and Difus were able to draw a conclusion.
Now it’s his turn to take his life.
‘I have to finish it soon.’
As Jin retreated, Difus also widened his distance.
The fighting stopped for a while.
The fierce resistance just now seemed like a lie. Barton stood like a stone statue, frozen in place.
In fact, Barton had lost his sight earlier. Even while his eyes were blinded by blood loss, he continued to parry the attacks of the two.
Sigmund released his brain energy once more.
Then, the thunder blades floating in the air gathered to Jin. Dozens of swords made of brain power floated behind Jin’s back and aimed at Barton.
Difus’ lightning took a similar look. The blades and bundles aimed at each other approached about a hundred sacks.
Amidst the crackling noise, Barton’s rough breathing stood out.
“Barton Bichena.”
Barton did not answer. The blood flowed back up his throat and he could only make a gasping sound.
Even though he was blind and stiff on his feet, a radius of about 20 meters was still within Barton’s range of attack. In other words, it meant that if you were only 20 meters away, you would never be attacked by him.
“Zipple would have promised you immortality, the greatest strength, or something like that. And you must have seen the clear evidence and grounds for it with your own eyes.”
The aura of thunder and lightning was getting brighter and brighter. The two energies didn’t flicker anymore, only roaring with fire.
“It’s probably a demon stone. I’ve seen with my own eyes how the dead are resurrected and given great powers by that strange object. It was a mysterious power that anyone could seduce.”
At those words, Difus’ eyes twitched.
He had never heard the word demon stone since he was born. It has never been found even in classified documents that can only be confirmed by 4th class or higher.
“By the way, do you know about Barton? I’ve already experienced the demon stone being broken by Runcandel’s sword.”
Barton raised his head.
It can’t be. It is impossible for humans to dare to break it.
I wanted to say that, but all that came out of my mouth was black blood.
What Barton saw and what Jin experienced were ‘different Demon Stones’, so he thought it was impossible to destroy them.
“Even my father knew the thing existed. So don’t dream of anything. The death you face today is complete. Resurrection and eternal life Such futile things don’t happen.”
Right before shouting at Sigmund, Jin continued to talk behind his back as if he had remembered something.
“Oh, and the place called hell also exists. I remember that the scenery I glimpsed suited you quite well, so I wish you well.”
Shiiyi-!
As Sigmund cut through the air, thunder blades shot forward in unison.
Difus’ lightning rushes toward Barton, leaving an afterimage.
A short and fierce final resistance began.
Out of the hundred or so blades and bundles that poured out in just one second, Barton showed his superpowers by cutting off half of them.
He couldn’t stop being torn apart by the other half.
No screams were heard. The dry sound of blood, flesh, viscera and bone splattered between riders and knights.
Eventually, as Barton’s body completely disintegrated, Jin slowly moved to where he was standing.
Although all of the body and armor were destroyed. For some reason, the black helmet, the symbol of the black knight, was lying on the floor in an almost intact state.
Jin took up the helmet and looked back at the knights.
“Mission complete, everyone returns.”
“insect!”
The knights raised a sword. Difus was displeased with the fact that the knights had brought swords to the youngest of the 12 horsemen, not to himself, but he did not criticize them.
It was because he admitted that he could not have succeeded without Jin.
