Episode 542
Tsk.
Raon clicked his tongue briefly as he examined the neck of the evil demon who was retreating.
‘It was shallow.’
I couldn’t swing my sword perfectly because I was protecting Runaan. The evil demon’s neck was cracked and blood gushed out, but it was not a deep wound.
“Raon Sieghardt.”
A voice filled with joy flowed from the evil demon’s helmet.
“As expected, you’re here. “I was waiting.”
He wiped the blood flowing from his neck and spread his arms out in welcome.
“Evil Yang-gwi. no.”
Raon twisted his mouth as he looked at the shiny purple eyes inside the evil ghost’s helmet.
“Should I call him Syrian Slion?”
“Whoop whoop.”
The evil sheep took off the goat’s helmet. Although Syria has a handsome appearance, the corners of Syria’s mouth seem to be slightly out of place.
“how did you know?”
“Because you’re the only one who can do this shit.”
Runaan, who was forced to wear Baphomet’s helmet, was wrapped in a black air current, and in another room, the presence of Rokhan and Clara, who seemed to have fainted, could be felt.
The only person who could destroy the Slyon family like this was the insider, Syrian Slyon.
‘Now the anglerfish fits in.’
Now I can understand why the temperament of the evil demon I first met when saving Pedric was strangely familiar.
-Ice Cream Girl!
Ra’s flew to Runaan, his lips quivering.
-That kind of irredeemable piece of trash!
This guy exuded such fierce murderous intent that if he had a body, he would rip off Syria’s head right away.
Raon frowned as he looked at Runan’s trembling limbs.
‘Fighting ceremony…’
Just as when I was kidnapped to Eden and fought the Dragonian using the dragon’s helmet, it was clear that Runaan was now engaged in a close battle with Baphomet, the owner of that helmet, in the spirit world.
‘I need help.’
I don’t know how to help, but I need to cut off Syrian Slyon’s head as quickly as possible and give Runaan strength.
I bit my lip and strengthened the hand holding the Jecheon Sword.
“Then you know that I saved your life. Why do you think that was?”
“shut up.”
“It was just for that look.”
Syria raised a finger and pointed at Runaan, who was twitching.
“I thought that if I spent time with you, Runaan would be able to become a Master faster. “I’ve helped you quite a lot.”
The guy waved his hand, saying there was no need to be thankful.
“But the day has come when my little brother breaks out of his shell, so I don’t need you anymore.”
Syria stamped his foot. A dark red spirit burns on the man’s thorn-protruding shoulders.
It felt like my skin was being torn off by a heavy yet fierce energy wave.
Slurp!
Raon pulled out the requiem sword with his left hand.
strong.
I don’t know if he hid his power from the beginning or if it grew in the meantime, but Syria’s current strength was no less than that of Cloud, a disciple of the Holy Sword Master.
But I didn’t feel like I was afraid of him.
Gooooooo!
The feeling of anger that had settled at the bottom of my soul explodes like a firecracker and spreads throughout my body.
My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to burst, and it felt like an unknown monster was covering my skin.
anger. Lars’s anger connected with my emotions and I was going crazy.
“Why on earth is an evil demon here! Plus, this is Runaan!”
Marta’s eyes trembled as she looked at Syria and Runan alternately.
“Runan’s parents are in there. “You save these two people.”
He pointed to the room on the left where Lorcan and Clara were unconscious and ordered them to be rescued.
“I am!”
Dorian on the ground pointed his finger at himself.
“Soon, the warriors of the Slyon family will attack. Stop them from coming this way.”
“Oh, I understand.”
Dorian nodded and played his long flute.
Beep!
The refreshing ringing sound extended endlessly.
“That…”
“I made it when you were away. “Soon the entire Gwangpungdae will come this way.”
Martha said believe it and jumped into the collapsed wall.
“It means we don’t have much time for each other.”
When Syria smiled and stretched out his hand, a greatsword the size of an adult man rose out of the crushed ground.
As he grabbed the great sword, a black flame of fighting fire burned on the blade. It is certainly. Current Syria is higher than Cloud.
“Then let’s finish it quickly.”
At the moment when Syria was approaching, Raon plunged the Jecheon Sword and the Requiem Sword into the cracked ground.
The unfinished Sword Realm.
“Shinma Harmony.”
A voice filled with anger distorted the flow of the world.
A further developed world of imagery opens up, and the heavens and earth shake.
The red sun and blue moon rose, and a divine sword and a demonic sword burning with flame and frost appeared in Raon’s hands as he stood under the mysterious light.
“…Sword Realm Appearance?”
Syria’s eyes trembled as if she saw something she couldn’t see.
“okay. “Is that why you defeated the disciple of the Holy Sword Runner?”
He twisted his mouth, saying that he now understood.
“But I’m different from him…”
Raon kicked the ground the moment Syria opened his mouth. I jumped in like a fierce tiger and slashed my sword towards the guy’s head.
“You have an impatient personality!”
As Syria raised his mouth, the flame of fighting spirit burning in the great sword condensed and created a sphere of inky light. It was a powerhouse created through speculation.
Wow!
The flames of Kang Hwan and the new sword in the great sword collided, and a terrifying shock wave exploded. The solidly compacted ground split and the walls crumbled.
“I’ll kill you.”
Raon prevented the shock wave from spreading to Runan and struck Syria’s neck with his left hand’s magic sword.
Wooooow!
Syria drew a bizarre technique with his left hand, which was not holding a large sword.
Black stem-like things bloomed over the guy’s left shoulder and blocked the magic sword’s blade.
“Don’t you know? Baphomet can use both magic and martial arts…”
“What?”
Raon stopped breathing. I leaned my upper body forward and contracted the muscles of my entire body.
He put the anger boiling inside him into his divine sword and his magic sword and struck down Syria.
Coo coo coo coo!
The divine sword burning like hellfire pushed away the great sword of Syria, and the harsh cold air like a cold wind cut off the black stem.
“It’s definitely surprising because it’s the manifestation of the Sword Realm, but…”
Syria let out a dark laugh and swung around like a loach.
After releasing the energy waves from the divine sword and the demonic sword, he swung the great sword sideways. Kang Hwan, who rose as smoothly as a black pearl, pushed away the divine sword and the demon sword at the same time.
“It’s still immature.”
Raon did not fall for Syria’s provocations. As much as he was pushed back, he moved forward and twisted the wrists holding the divine sword and the demon sword.
Cheeeeee!
The techniques of dual swordsmanship learned from Cheryl led to the battle of ten thousand swords, creating tremendous pressure.
Coo coo coo coo!
The dark-colored Kang Hwan, who dominated the space, was blocked by the divine sword and the demon sword and trembled as if he were about to explode.
Power and strength. The earth was shaken by the clash between the Aurors and the speculators, and the walls and ceiling collapsed like dried cookies.
“Damn it! I thought I was going to die!
As Raon gritted his teeth and was about to go further, Marta came out, carrying Lorcan and Clara on both shoulders.
Blood flows endlessly from my forehead and shoulders. It seemed like she too had gone through a terrible fight.
“I’ll take you to Runan! Definitely win!”
Marta grabbed Runaan, who was still convulsing, by the scruff of her neck and climbed up the collapsed wall.
“Where are you going! Runaan is mine!”
Syria seemed to have forgotten that she was fighting Raon and stretched out her left arm, shooting out a flash of black light towards Marta. It was a high magic touch of darkness.
Hwaaaaa!
Raon drew his sword towards the top and created a wall of prayer beads. A pillar of fire rising from the floor blocked the hand of darkness.
Wow!
Dense flames and dark mana collided, filling the air with purple sparks.
Sigh!
Raon did not miss the opportunity when Syria’s eyes turned and cut the man’s thigh with the left hand’s magic sword.
“Kaaaa!”
Syria aimed his weapon at Martha’s back even though her flesh was torn and blood was gushing out.
“Don’t touch mine!”
“Disgusting bastard.”
Raon furrowed his brows as he looked at Syria.
“Runaan is not yours.”
I knew that Syria was obsessed with Runaan from the first time I saw her.
But now I see that this is a mania that goes beyond obsession. Instead of spitting out nausea, I put my anger into my sword.
Wow!
The flame and frost that had gathered on the divine sword and the magic sword exploded, tearing Syria’s spirit apart.
Even though he was barely able to defend himself with a great sword and a wall of darkness, he did not take his eyes off Runaan.
“Lunaaaaaan!”
Raon let go of the magic sword that was blocked by the Syrian wall. I made a fist with my left hand and stuck my fist into the snout of the thing that was shouting Runaan’s name.
Puddeuddeuk!
The sound of bones and teeth breaking was heard and Syria was thrown and fell to the floor.
“Kuheuuuuu!”
Red-stained teeth were pulled out of Syria’s mouth. But even though it felt extreme pain, it screamed Runaan’s name.
“Runan!”
Raon blocked Syria’s gaze and slashed his sword.
“Big!”
Syria rolled around like a bug to avoid the sword, then stood up holding on to the wall.
“Do not disturb the subject of Sieghard’s dog!”
He held the great sword with both hands and chanted a strange chant.
Gooooooo!
Grains of black mana gathered from heaven and earth and seeped into Syria’s body.
Its energy waves soared like a tidal wave, and the size of the strong sword burning from the great sword swelled to more than twice its size.
Wow!
Syria rushes in with his bayonet drawn back. The floor is crushed and the flow of mana is distorted.
The guy showed his full power without thinking back.
It’s not just that the energy wave has become stronger. I could feel the mastery of the heavy and strong swords, honed to the limit, from the great sword coming from behind.
The rule is to avoid such ignorant charges and then counterattack, but this time I didn’t want to back down.
Whether he was eaten by Baphomet or not, I wanted to use my strength to crush the perverted bastard who was obsessed with his younger brother.
Whoops!
Raon stepped on the left foot. He harmonized the pulses of his muscles and auras in one breath and struck down the divine sword and the demonic sword at the same time.
Wow!
The heat and cold, combined with speculation, collided head-on, creating a powerful storm of mana.
The floor, walls, and ceiling were erased, and the open sky opened up.
Coo coo coo coo!
Syria’s strength and fighting spirit were as disturbing as those of a ghost who had become a grand master, but Raon was not pushed out in the slightest.
He used the Sword World Manifestation and struck with all his might, consuming a lot of aura, but on the contrary, his strength grew stronger.
anger.
The anger I received from Lars penetrated my soul and gave me the power to melt reason.
Normally, he would have used the ring of fire to block the movement of anger, but now he stopped the ring of fire and accepted the anger.
Gooooooo!
It feels like anger, not blood, is rushing through my veins. The swirling feeling of anger encroached from my fingertips to my brain.
-This…
Lars was saying something, but I didn’t care.
“I’ll kill you!”
Raon’s omnipotent sense of being able to do anything gave rise to the desire to kill the trash in front of him.
Quaaaaaaa!
The flames of the divine sword and the frost of the magic sword that received the emotion of anger burned as if they would reach the end of the sky.
Coo coo coo coo!
Raon displayed uncontrollable anger and crushed Syria.
“How can this be…”
Syria’s eyes widened as if he had never imagined that Kang-Hwan, who had given his all, would be defeated.
Sigh!
Raon showed his murderous intent and cut Syria’s abdomen as he was pushed out.
Pukaaaak!
The armor, which was harder than steel, was torn off and blood spurted from the rough cuts.
“Ugh…”
Syria stepped back with his great sword. Confusion and doubt were reflected in his trembling eyes.
“What are you…”
“Do you know how difficult that child has endured?”
Raon chewed his lip and approached Syria.
“Do you know how many hours I have agonized and swung my sword to erase the trauma I received from you?”
I know this because I have been watching Runaan from the side. Even though he endured the pain of being stabbed every day, he didn’t show it at all.
Because he did not want to convey his sadness to his parents or colleagues, he kept his expression blank and endured his sadness alone.
I couldn’t forgive Syria because I knew how many emotions I was hiding when I said I wanted to eat ice cream.
“The reason Runaan learns defensive swordsmanship is because of you. “This is a child who chose to block rather than swing a sword to protect his parents from you!”
Grinding my teeth, I adjusted the divine sword and the magic sword.
“You are not worthy of existing in this world.”
“shut up! “Do not speak Runaan’s name with your snout!”
Syria screamed and raised his great sword. Above the sharpened swordplay, a strength of a different order of magnitude rises. A chilling inky glow swirled as if all the remaining spirit and mana had been contained.
“Runaan is mine!”
“That guy doesn’t belong to anyone.”
Raon jumped into the dark-colored steel ring that seemed as if it was about to explode, crossing his divine sword and the demonic sword.
Raon Sieghart style swordsmanship.
Type 6 Divine Demon Harmony Link Unit Blue-Red Invincible Sword.
Just as a master’s brush draws a straight line, the divine sword and the magic sword that fell firmly drew red and blue lines on the drawing paper of the world.
Kuwaaaa!
The red flames and blue frost blended together as if they were originally one color, emitting a magnificent light.
Puddeuddeuk!
The river that seemed to swallow heaven and earth split and Syria’s arms were torn off.
“Kwaaaaaak!”
Syria screamed and fell to the floor. A bloody amount of blood poured out from the torn arm.
“Syrian Slion!”
Raon was not satisfied even though he was looking at Syria’s face that looked like he was about to die, so he rushed at him like an animal.
Pukaaaaaak!
The sword restraint was lifted and the returning sword and requiem sword sank into Syria’s shoulder and struck him in the face with his closed fist.
Ugh! Ugh!
The aurors were at their lowest point, but the anger grew stronger and stronger. Using his endlessly burning anger as fuel, he struck Syria’s face one after another.
Quaang! Wow!
Every time the fist lands, Syria’s cheekbones are broken, his nose is crushed, and his teeth are knocked out.
“Off…”
Syria rolled her eyes and let out a sound that was either a scream or a laugh.
“die!”
A blood-soaked smile blooms on Raon’s lips.
I shout out as the hot anger melts my brain. He tells them to kill him by causing him as much pain as possible.
As if responding to that will, they pounded Syria’s entire body in a more promiscuous and cruel manner.
-…Nira!
As I was about to crush Syria’s collarbone with my fist, Lars jumped up in front of me.
– Come to your senses!
‘Las?’
-You idiot!
The moment I heard Lars’ shouting voice, my narrowed vision opened and I came to my senses.
-What are you doing now? This is not the time to waste your time on this pervert!
The guy hit her on the head, asking if she was going to save Runaan.
“Ah…”
Only then did the anger that was weighing down the Auror and driving his body and mind subside.
“Wow….”
Raon vomited black blood. Perhaps it was an aftereffect of surrendering my body to anger, but I lost strength and felt intense pain throughout my body.
-You have yet to deal with your anger!
‘Huh…’
-No, there’s no time to scold me now. Move quickly!
Lars raised his hand to go up.
‘I’m sorry…’
Raon bit his lip and turned around. I crawled up the collapsed space.
Whoops!
When I got to the ground, I saw Dorian using various equipment to block the Slyon family’s warriors.
Next to her was Marta, who was holding Runaan as he stood up.
“Why did you come so late! Stop it quickly!”
Marta was shedding bloody tears as if she had used too much strength, and Runaan was roughly striking her while wearing Baphomet’s helmet.
Black mana spread around her.
“Ah…”
Raon’s lips trembled as he looked at the purple eyes inside the helmet.
‘Are you late?’
My hands lost strength and I dropped the Jecheon Sword and the Requiem Sword. I felt dizzy and what I had given up to in anger came back as a flood of regret.
‘Ras, is there any way…’
-Hmm, I don’t know if they were fighting, but in that state…
Ras bit his lip as if he didn’t know what to do.
“Runan. “I…”
As I was gritting my teeth, watching Runaan turning into a demon, a mole came out from under my feet.
“It’s not too late yet.”
The mole rubbed his head and shook his head. It was Merlin’s voice.
“Go. I will help you.”
“How did you get here…”
“That’s not important right now. “If it’s too late, I really can’t go back.”
She waved her hand to go.
Bullfight!
Raon bit his lip and kicked the crushed ground. He put his hand on Baphomet’s helmet, which Runaan was wearing after kicking Marta away and standing up alone.
“go away.”
Runaan’s voice cracks as if it came from hell.
The moment she raised her black hand blade and tried to stab me, Merlin’s mana seeped in and the sight before my eyes turned pure white.
