Chapter 840, Chapter
209. Temar’s Seventh Tomb – Keitam’s Picture (13)
When you reach the tip of the spirit sword, the soul slashing becomes a power rather than a swordsmanship.
Its power is to take the life of an opponent whose will is weaker than the caster’s. Even if the target’s absolute power surpasses the caster’s, it cannot prevent the soul from being cut.
And, among mortals, Temar was definitely the one who came closest to the end of the Spirited Sword.
Murakan was also aware of that fact, so he was conscious of cutting the soul from beginning to end.
It was because he personally confirmed that Elona Ziple, who was clearly stronger than Temar in the past, was nearly killed by a soul slash.
At that time, as soon as the soul cut unfolded, Elona Ziple screamed and showed a disturbed appearance.
And now Murakan was the same.
[Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)
Murakan, who had never shown signs of being tired or pushed back in such a long battle, let out a scream in pain for the first time.
Every time Murakan screamed and bent his body, something like black smoke rose from his body, and Barisada’s blade caught the smoke.
As the smoke hit the blade, Murakan felt the pain increase. Instinctively, Murakan recognized that Temar was slashing his soul.
It wasn’t physically painful.
The things I tried to ignore and never want to remember again.
It was a while ago for Murakan in the landscape, and it was a thousand years ago for Murakan today. Then and now, to Murakan, it was a memory that was no different from an upheaval.
Temar was clearly aware of that. He said that if he wanted to defeat Murakan, he had no choice but to strike directly into his soul with the spirit sword.
Breaking the heart was the problem after that.
“You seem to have feelings.”
[Shut up…!]
“Which day are you facing? Was it the day that all of Dranax and his family, the Kamalga, were slaughtered? Or is it the day you brutally murdered Violo, who came to take revenge on you?”
Knock off…!
As they talked about the two, Temar gnashed his teeth involuntarily. Thinking of those who had been beaten by Murakan made uncontrollable anger soar.
However, I had to suppress my emotions so that the demonization would not develop. If he fell into Demonicization again at all, he would become the same monster as Murakan.
Above all, this is the moment for revenge. Temar couldn’t forgive himself if he messed with his anger. It seemed that he would not be able to face the people who trusted and relied on the knights and his comrades killed by Murakan.
That’s why, even though Temar immediately seized the victory, he carefully deployed the spiritual sword. As long as you’re careful with demonization, even if it’s slow, you’ll surely be able to suffocate Murakan.
As Temar said, Murakan was facing the day he killed Dranax and Violo.
Dranax began using Runkandel’s name instead of Kamal, but members of Kamalga still regarded Dranax as their leader.
His brother Keaton Kamal, the new head of the household, was not comfortable with that fact. Rather, he was proud of his brother, and Dranax also visited the southern part of Hufester whenever he had time to talk with his family.
The Kamal have become one of Runkandel’s most important allied houses, and like Dranax, all members of it have always aspired to be at the forefront of the battlefield.
Murakan reveled in calling Dranax and Kamalga a bunch of idiots.
Murakan had been very close to both Dranax and Kamalgar until he decided to kill them.
“Murakan…! How could you guys do this! My older brother believed in you more than I did. If my brother had to choose between you and our Kamalga, he would probably choose you… you. Saying it’s for the world! How can you do that to Dranax-hyung?”
Black tears flowed from Murakan’s eyes.
But Temar’s sword continued to wound his soul. As the black smoke repeatedly cut and scattered like paper, Murakan was buried in painful memories that kept getting clearer even when he closed his eyes.
[Dranax… what did I do to you?]
“Dranax… yes, he must have had enough power to offend you. But why did you kill Kamalga? He didn’t even spare a child. You have… what… a grudge against that idiot, Dranax… so deep. What the hell did Kamal’s children do?”
Violo, who came for revenge, was unable to speak for a while, crying.
“You were friendly. Even though we cursed at each other and often hit each other, we never truly hated each other. At least Dranax and all of our colleagues believed so. One day, when the day comes when we die fighting Zipple, you will be the one who will remain until the end to take revenge and honor our souls. If revenge is impossible even for you, you will survive until the end and at least remember us…” “
Yes, Violo. i don’t remember all So go to sleep now.”
“No, forget us. Anyway, even if we die, we can’t forget you. I don’t want to be remembered by you. Even if I become a specter, I will curse you again and again. The future that Solderlet wants will eventually come to a dark end, drenched in curses and blood.”
[Violo…! I couldn’t help it, I really couldn’t help it!]
“I don’t know what the circumstances were about your being unable to help it, but whatever it is, it can’t justify what you did. Even Zipple would not have been so cruel.”
Dark red bloody tears flowed from Temar’s eyes. He was barely maintaining a close gap between demonization and rationality.
“Is killing people no more than a pastime for you, Murakan? People say that when you look at your wings, there’s nothing left but ashes. You never let even a child live.”
Frey Runcandel.
Even in the midst of internal strife, she tried hard to save people somehow. When those who were suffering hopelessly wanted it, she relieved their burdens with a heavy heart, and on the battlefield, where her gaze was directed, there were always the weakest who would have the most difficulty surviving.
“No, maybe you were like that from the beginning. How frustrated have you been hiding your ugly bare face? But if you look at us now… it’s probably more than enough. There is no greater reward than hurting and trampling on the people who were tricked by you into giving everything.”
Ever since he was born, Frey has shown so much mercy and love to the world. But among them, Murakan was the only one who loved someone of the opposite sex.
She stood up to Murakan far more fiercely than Dranax and Violo had died before.
Instead of ending it in one battle, he somehow escaped every time he was in danger and promised the next one. On some days, he could have survived because he had an epiphany just before he was killed.
But it didn’t last very long. In the end, Frey was killed by Murakan’s black chain.
“All I’m going through… right now… you… Ziple’s manipulation… Say yes…”
Murakan sat back in his human form and cried hoarsely. The Murakan of a thousand years ago and the Murakan of today could only cry and suffer.
Before anyone knew it, Temar had cut most of the black smoke between him and Murakan. A few steps closer now and he could cut Murakan’s heart.
Jin and the teenage knights held their breath, as if they were actually standing right next to them, not as observers.
Looking at the circumstances revealed so far, it is true that Murakan is clearly a traitor and has murdered the teenage knights. The massacre of innocent people and the fear of all Hufesters were all done by Murakan.
nevertheless.
For some reason, Jin and the teenage knights were internally cheering for Murakan from a thousand years ago. I hoped he wouldn’t collapse like this, and I hoped he wouldn’t fall into a long scheduled sleep, stabbed by Temar.
It was because he was sure that something was wrong with Murakan. It may not be justifiable as Temar said, but I couldn’t imagine that Murakan would do such a thing without a reason.
All the auras that formed the sub-space were focused on cutting the soul.
As the darkness lifted, the landscape revealed was a vast and desolate land that looked like a gray desert. Not even a handful of vitality could be found.
“Murakan, the memories of you were passed down to me through the sword. Dranax Violo Frey. Colleagues, my friends, whom I sent in vain without even saying hello. Even if I cut you a thousand times, the pain of losing them won’t go away. The pain they suffered will never be erased.”
Phew…!
Barisada dug into Murakan’s chest. The heart weakened by the transformation was pierced. Even the hardest heart in its true form would have been the same.
Murakan was motionless, as if he felt no pain.
“Yes, it will be…”
“If I twist the sword, you will disappear. It’s unfair that I have to end it like this without giving you more pain. Let me ask you one last question… Why did you do that?”
Temar’s hand holding the sword trembled. The pupils above the dried bloody tears were empty.
“What the hell is that unavoidable situation? Did you do these things for the future a thousand years from now? What the hell does that have to do with this terrible betrayal massacre?”
“I don’t know… a thousand years into the future. I don’t even know the truth of the world that you learned through the witch.”
“Then why?”
“Why…?”
Murakan slowly raised his head and looked up at Temar.
“Do you know where Temar is right now…?”
“This is the land where you will die.”
“Themar… This is here. It looks like a land of death with only ashes left… but it was once called Lee Dal. Ruled by the Padler, whom he loved more than life. His homeland is the Kingdom of Idal…”
And you, Temar, made Idal this way.
Murakan continued talking behind his back and grabbed Barisada’s blade with both hands.
“That’s why I can’t die right now… even though I’m going crazy wanting to die. Temar. I’m sorry, before you do more terrible things, before your enemies take advantage of you. i have to stop Because I am your guardian dragon.”
