Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 842

Chapter 842 Chapter

210. Memories of the past – Murakan (1)

There have already been many painful choices.

Among them, what remained was the most terrible choice, and Murakan made up his mind. With all the things you loved that you will stop the theme today and you will be forgotten in this world.

The aura emitted from the two pairs of wings was forming a huge storm. True Darkness, the heyday of Murakan’s final secret, covered everything within his and Temar’s field of view with darkness.

Temar barely contained his boiling anger.

The moment he fell into Demonicization, he thought that it was because he could never defeat Murakan, but in fact, he was completely unaware of the fact that he had already become a monster.

Temar’s sword is not as sharp as when he was fully created, and his will is stained with history manipulation and its side effects.

“No, only you will be erased from history. As always, I will protect my family and people this time too. I will right the wrongs, destroy traitors like you and all enemies. I am the head of Runcandel.”

Temar’s eyes were shining brightly.

The sun slicing aura and magic aura

of Runcandel Demonic Sword Oh

spiraled around Barisada. The spiral soon soaked into the blade, turning it black and then burning brightly into pure white.

The tip of the sword that a human named Temar Runcandel finally reached.

As the blade began to move, the darkness formed by the True Darkness was dispelled. As if a muddy stream was changing into a clear stream, the darkness was replaced by light.

Had Temar been intact, Murakan would never have tried to face the sun slicing head on. A sword that, if not avoided, would suffocate even Murakan in his heyday with a single blow.

However, the current Temar splitting the sun is only half of it.

Rather, the soul slash he had used so far was far more threatening. Murakan rushed toward Temar, filling the area erased by Dark Coming with aura again.

The shining sword and the sword shaped like a huge blade were colliding with each other.

Temar was convinced that his sword would cut Aura and Murakan in two at once. It was only surprising that Murakan didn’t even think about avoiding the blow with everything he had.

Murakan would know better than anyone else. How did Solderlet describe this sword? Solderlet said it was a sword that could even kill itself if it touched the sun slash.

However, at the moment of the clash, Temar had to face the sun slicing that was scattered in Murakan’s aura.

The aura and magic aura that had gathered on the blade were unraveling powerlessly, as if a thread had been cut.

On the other hand, the huge black blade that poured from Murakan’s wings was not damaged at all. Rather, they attacked Temar more sharply and ferociously than before the clash.

Temar hurriedly turned his body to avoid it, but Murakan’s blade was faster. The blade cut through Temar’s left arm.

Took!

Temar’s left arm fell under the darkness of the True Darkness Coming. His left arm was buried in the darkness and disappeared, and Temar hurriedly raised his magic and froze the affected area.

I couldn’t believe the results.

He couldn’t accept the fact that a sword that could cut even Solderlet had been broken by Murakan. I didn’t know what was lacking or what mistakes had been made.

In that moment when Temar’s inner world was shaken, Murakan was able to take his life by puncturing that gap.

Having lived for more than 2,000 years, there are countless memories of hurting someone.

I can’t count the memories of killing someone or the memories of crippling someone.

But they were all enemies or enemies of themselves first. Murakan had never hurt anyone he loved.

That was making Murakan hesitate. My breathing quickened and my head clenched at the terrifying, unfamiliar feeling of having cut my friend.

Dranax Violo Frey.

In fact, the guilt that had accumulated from the time I killed them to the time I decided to kill them was disturbing the inside as if it would explode at any moment.

[Te Te Mar.]

I couldn’t protect it, and even that was not enough, I couldn’t bear myself to take their breath.

Murakan unwittingly descended and tried to find Temar’s left arm. For the first time, the darkness of the dark coming, which I was always proud of, felt unfamiliar and dirty.

In the meantime, Temar smoothed out the backwater that had begun in the aftermath of the Sun Sunder’s breakage.

“Are you going to scorn us more like this, Murakan? What are you doing in the middle of a fight?”

[Not that.]

“Fight properly! You can fight even if you lose all your limbs, not just one. Even if I die from defeat by you today, I will be reborn and come back to you.”

Squeak-!

Temar’s blow cut off one of Murakan’s wings. Murakan kept thinking about Temar’s left arm without even thinking about regenerating it.

Even though I was determined so desperately.

I didn’t have the confidence to kill Temar. The voices of the dead teenage knights were constantly ringing in my brain. In the end, a voice filled with resentment asked if you would brutally kill even the householder with your own hands.

Barisada then cut the side of Murakan’s heart and stabbed him in the abdomen and neck. Murakan couldn’t even feel the pain.

I felt that it would be better for me to die on the spot. I wanted to end this nightmare. I felt like I could give up on life a thousand times and ten thousand times if I could end it with death.

The moment it was about to collapse completely like that.

[No… Temar!]

Murakan saw Temar turning into a purple monster. The specter of the fabrication of history is in progress.

It was even spreading to demonization. Because of this, unlike the previous teenage knights, Temar’s features did not completely disappear.

The bizarrely gaping mouth was full of irregular, sharp teeth, and the pupils were black and empty.

There wasn’t even a hint of creativity left in the sword he wielded randomly, and now, whenever Temar narrowed the distance, he bit off Murakan’s entire body like a beast.

When the situation reached that point, Murakan finally broke down and was unable to fight properly. He just reflexively pushed Temar away and struggled to deny his monstrous appearance.

The heart that had been injured by the soul slash earlier was twisting. In the midst of the distance, only the terrible pain that spreads from the heart from time to time made me realize the reality.

I had them check the appearance of the friend of the contractor who became a specter.

Primitive violence of scratching and biting each other at random continued. To call it a fight, Murakan was just struggling. Only Temar viciously attacked Murakan.

Murakan was thinking.

This wasn’t the first time he’d decided to kill Temar. Even the day he went mad with demonic fire, killed his allies, and hid in the Black Sea Tower.

He thought that if he had gone all the way to the end, he would have collapsed just like now. At that time, Orgal helped, but even without it, it seemed that it would have stopped in the end.

Sara and Padler, who went with her, must have been the same.

But he had to be different.

Guardian Dragon An existence that protects the contractor.

Protecting is not just about life. To let him go when he was no longer who he was and when there was no turning back was also to protect him.

Temar, who was weakened by Wraith and Demonicization, could not withstand even Murakan’s struggles. Temar let out a scream as his entire body was torn apart by Murakan’s clumsily swinging front paw.

Temar’s sharp fangs broke while digging into Murakan’s scales, and the right arm holding the barisada broke uncontrollably as it couldn’t overcome the recoil.

Temar was crumbling.

Murakan finally opened his eyes and looked directly at him. Even while his whole body was twisted, he stared at Temar, who was constantly running towards him.

[You hate me that much, and you’re going crazy because you’re so unfair. Me too, Temar. I can’t forgive myself, so I feel like my head will explode because I feel unfair about the past days when I fought so fiercely.]

Now it was time to protect Temar.

The spirit of the true darkness was returned to Murakan in an instant, revealing the gray landscape of the destroyed month.

Murakan transformed into a human and landed on the ground. Temar limped towards Murakan.

Before protecting him, Murakan wanted to confirm one last thing. I just wanted to look for hope.

Just as he and his colleagues valued him more than their lives.

Temar, too, might have retained that monstrous figure somewhere, caring for his friends and colleagues, even after being encroached on by history fabrication and demonic nature.

Murakan did not hesitate any longer.

Standing still like a tree, she waited for him to reach her with staggering steps. If you give up your heart with the determination to be stabbed.

For just one moment, she wanted him to return to being the person she and her colleagues knew. Even a few seconds is fine, so I wanted to see that.

Everything could not be forgotten and disappeared like this. No matter how heinous the fabrication of history was, all those days could not be erased.

trudge trudge.

Fuh…

Eventually, Temar stabbed Murakan in the heart, who didn’t resist. Murakan met Temar’s gaze, ignoring the barisada stuck in his chest.

“Are you done now? Would you really not be able to come to your senses even for a second after stabbing my heart?”

Unless Temar shows the slightest sign of distress.

Now, when he dies and he dies, everything will be over. Even with his heart destroyed, he was able to kill at least Temar, who had become a monster.

There was no answer for a while.

But finally, Murakan was able to face the purple color that covered Temar’s body and his grotesquely changed face as before.

Temar barely moved his trembling lips and gave Murakan an answer.

“Murakan should have killed me… and prepared for the future. He said he had to save at least one more of his comrades. You did this because there was no meaning to my life now…!”

“Ah… this bastard finally speaks what you would say. nice to meet you I am so happy that I have bloody tears.”

“Soon I will be a monster again Murakan. Not even Solderlet can stop it. So don’t make such a reckless choice again, and the family… the future. We can’t all be forgotten like this. It can’t all disappear. someone has to stay sorry. I’m sorry Murakan.”

Soon, Murakan had no choice but to collapse. I heard the rattle of my broken heart in my chest.

As his consciousness faded, Murakan watched Temar’s back as he ran away.

Temar was struggling to somehow get out of sight of him before he went insane again and killed the injured Murakan.

That was the end of Murakan and Temar.