Episode 684
‘It’s not just Jincheon Sword.’
Raon swallowed dryly as he watched the other swords passing by Jincheon Sword.
‘There are also swords of other transcendents.’
The swords of transcendental people such as Aris Sieghardt and Swordmaster Rektar were also freely roaming the air.
‘And that…’
Is this a narration of Ra’s?
You can also see something transparent cutting through the frozen sky. It was like Lass’ art of tearing apart space with an intangible sword.
‘I understand now.’
Those swords floating in the sky right now are the swordsmanship of the transcendental people I have witnessed so far.
The achievements of Force and Ring of Fire increased, and thanks to the awakening effect of Seong Jin-hwan and Seong-hwa, sword techniques that I didn’t even know existed seemed to appear in my mind.
Raon smiled slightly as he watched the slowly spinning ring of fire.
‘If Lars had seen it, he would have made a fuss again.’
I naturally laughed as I thought of Lars grabbing his head and saying, “Isn’t this too much of a scam?”
‘Let me take a look.’
It would be impossible to completely make the swordsmanship of those transcendental masters my own right now. I decided to at least check out the sword and made the ring of fire resonate as much as possible.
‘Jincheon Geom draws….’
Is it the sky?
Glenn’s Jincheon Sword was drawing a sky darker than the night. It was the first spear bow sword he showed.
‘You said it was dark.’
Glenn said that his speargun sword was dark and advised me to open my own speargun sword.
With a small smile, he turned his attention to the difficultly moving sword. It was Aris’ spirit sword.
‘Aris’ sword is still free.’
Aris’s spirit sword drew a free trajectory like the owner who left the family. It felt like my own constellation was blooming.
‘And that sword…’
It’s Rektar’s four-ringed sword.
Sword Demon Rektar’s four-ringed sword was simply straight. Even though it contains a thousand swords that combine numerous sword techniques, it has not lost its correctness.
I could feel the breath of a craftsman who had walked only one path his whole life.
‘I can’t believe that someone like that betrayed me.’
No, there’s definitely something there.
Even though Rektar had two chances to kill me, he backed down. There was clearly a relationship between him and Sylvia that I was unaware of.
As Raon let out a frustrated breath, a dull sword came out next to the Sword Demon’s Four Rings Sword.
‘That’s…’
Changseong Sword?
Derus Robert’s spear sword was also swirling around the world of my imagination.
‘Well, I did see that sword too.’
Since I was learning the Ring of Fire in my past life, it seems that Derus’s sword skills remained in my mind.
However, he couldn’t see as much as others, and perhaps because his Ring of Fire level was low, the sword was blurry, as if it was buried in fog.
‘Still, I guess I’ll have to look at it.’
Even if it is a blurry sword, seeing and not seeing are the difference between heaven and earth.
Just learning it will be of great help in catching Derus in the future.
‘Finally…’
Raon licked his lips and saw the intangible sword cutting through the blue frost.
‘I’ve only seen that once, but it’s still strong.’
Perhaps because he felt as if he was directly moving Rath’s body, the intangible sword he made was thick enough not to be defeated by the Jincheon Sword.
In addition, Turo resembled my swordsmanship, so it was familiar and easy to watch.
‘I’ve never been able to give generously, but now I help even in my sleep.’
I smiled brightly, thinking that Lars would have a seizure if he heard it.
‘It’s a coincidence.’
I came into the picture to create a new sword world, but it seemed like I could go back with more than that.
‘Three months.’
Raon followed the path of Jincheon Sword with Jecheon Sword and raised his mouth.
‘He writes more efficiently than anyone else.’
* * *
Grumble.
Gravel scraped over the ax blade engraved with a dragon, making an eerie sound.
Roman Raykal, the owner of the red ax Jeokryongbu and nicknamed Vice King, was still sitting by the river, sharpening the blade of his axe.
However, there was one difference from before.
There was no more gravel around him.
It was full of fine sand without even a single small piece of stone. This meant that the tens of thousands of pebbles that filled the riverside had all turned into sand.
Chii Iik.
Roman carefully picked up the only remaining pebble and sharpened the blade of his axe. His body and soul seemed to be being ground together with the blade of an axe, giving off a thrilling force.
The sun rose, the moon set, and when the sun rose and rose again, the pebbles in Roman’s hands turned into fine sand and sank.
“Now it’s finished.”
Roman watched the red shiny blade of the Sekiryu Club for a long time and then nodded.
The word “completion” seemed like something I said to myself, not to the axe.
“Don’t hide like a rat, come out.”
He picked up the red dragon and draped it over his shoulder, then tilted his chin toward the back.
Sssssssssssssssss.
A red-haired young man walked out, stepping on the bushes that seemed to open the way. It was Beorn.
“You ended up grinding away all the gravel.”
Beorn was in vain as he looked at the riverside without a single pebble.
“I never knew I could become that strong by sharpening an ax blade.”
“That’s not what you would say.”
Roman narrowed his eyes at Beorn.
‘What does that guy do that makes him grow every time I see him?’
Even though Beorn had already become a Grand Master, he appeared stronger every time he encountered him.
Growth that makes no sense. If I hadn’t met Raon Sieghardt, I would have thought he was the only true genius on this continent.
‘I don’t like it either.’
Beorn’s red eyes had a similar color to Raon Sieghardt’s, but their texture was different.
When I look into Raon’s eyes, my enthusiasm burns, while when I look into Beorn’s eyes, I feel uncomfortable.
“Why did you come here?”
Roman frowned openly.
“I have some interesting news and I wanted to tell you.”
“Interesting news?”
“This is news about your father’s life-or-death opponent.”
Beorn nodded lightly.
“Are you talking about Raon?”
“yes. He is in the Kingdom of Super….”
“That’s it.”
Roman waved his hand as if he was annoyed.
“You can understand it without even hearing it. “You could say that I saved the Super Kingdom from danger.”
“How do you do that…”
“The Raon Sieghardt I see is not a guy who causes accidents, but a guy who solves accidents. And…”
He thought of Raon in his eyes and twisted his mouth.
“If you’re Roman’s opponent, you should do that much. “Keeping him alive was the best decision of my life.”
“Is that really the case?”
Beorn narrowed his eyes as if he did not like it.
“Raon Sieghardt’s growth is beyond reason. “On the day of the battle, he may appear as your equal.”
He clicked his tongue briefly, saying that he had given too much time.
“The bowl is small.”
Roman looked down at Beorn and narrowed his eyes.
“The more I fight a strong opponent, the stronger I can become. As always, fighting to the death will take Dunjae to greater heights.”
He expressed this by describing himself as a prodigy.
“yes. I hope you win too. “If we lose, the vice-lord will not sit still.”
Beorn raised his cool eyes as if threatening.
“Stop talking bullshit. “If you do something like that, I’ll cut that bastard’s head off even if it means dying.”
Roman radiated a cold, deadly force as if he were going to hit Beorn’s head right away.
“And don’t come visit me again. “If I encounter you again, I will take that to mean I want to die.”
“It seems you don’t like me.”
Beorn smiled slightly.
“The duel with Lecter was a fair fight.”
“You didn’t just defeat Lecter, you crushed his spirit. And that too on purpose. Was there a need for my former boss to do that?”
“The North-South alliance prides itself on strength. “Isn’t this a place where the powerful can decide anything?”
He calmly shrugged his shoulders.
“Let me speak as the strong man. “If you don’t want to die, get the hell out of there right now.”
Roman touched the handle of the ax as if he was holding back for the last time.
“…I will follow.”
Beorn nodded with calm eyes and disappeared into the forest.
Roman clicked his tongue and looked away. He chewed his lip as he looked at the river where Lecter was buried.
“You idiot….”
* * *
The training ground of the Sran tribe.
“Isn’t it amazing?”
Beast League Lord Yawang Ogram burst into cool laughter while holding the entire liquor jar.
“I can’t believe I overpowered a mid-to-high level demon by myself! “It’s rewarding to teach you about the fierce sea radish!”
He drank the alcohol in the jar in one gulp, as if he was satisfied with Raon’s performance.
“Of course we have to step on demons!”
Garona also nodded her head loudly, as if she was proud of Raon.
“He’s my brother!”
“Why isn’t your brother, Raon’s brother, improving?”
Ogram put down the liquor pot and frowned.
“I’m still just laying the foundation for Gyeokhaemu, so…”
“Ugh!”
Garona narrowed her steel-like shoulders.
“You, it’s so difficult. I think I understand it in my head, but my body doesn’t follow suit…”
“It’s pathetic.”
Ogram said it was pathetic, but smiled slightly as if Garona was cute.
“Learn it calmly. Each person has their own path. “Even if you are pushed aside now, you will be able to stand in front of everyone else later.”
“Then can I beat my brother too?”
“You know that’s bullshit, right?”
“Yes…”
Garona bowed her head.
“Raon. That child is different from anyone else. “Even if I were that age, I wouldn’t have been able to catch up.”
Ogram snorted, saying that among the current heads of the Six Emperors, there is no one who can compare to Raon.
“I guess it would be a good idea to go there sometime.”
“yes? Where…”
“Raon’s life or death is just one month away. “I’m not particularly interested in the fights between subordinates, but I think I’ll regret missing the showdown between my father and Raon.”
“I want to go too!”
Garona raised her hand.
“Think about it if you operate the deep sea fog continuously.”
“I must do it for my brother!”
He clenched his fists, shouting that he would see Raon’s life or death at any cost.
“Will it really work?”
Ogram smiled and was about to pick up a new liquor jar.
“Lord!”
The Sran tribe leader came running with a pale face.
“What’s so urgent? Slowly…”
“It is said that the White Blood Cult attacked the Chiran tribe!”
“what?”
The jar held in Ogram’s hand crumbled into powder.
“What bullshit is that!”
“This is an urgent report that has just arrived! “It is said that the white blood cult leader will appear in person and commit massacre!”
Tribal chief Sran answered with his white lips quivering.
“Damn it…”
Ogram straightened up. The alcohol was gushing out over his shoulder.
“Now, just a moment!”
Chief Sran stopped Ogram, who was about to run away.
“You shouldn’t go alone! Please wait for the Meng’s elites!”
He shook his head, saying that since the leader of the White Blood Cult had come in person, it would be dangerous to go alone.
“Then it’s too late!”
Ogram gritted his teeth.
“Have you already forgotten that the Sword Kingdom was attacked by that bitch? “I can’t guarantee that I can save you even if I run now!”
I have been friends with the King of the Sword Kingdom, which is recognized by the Beast League, since I was young.
When I heard that the kingdom was attacked, I immediately rushed over, but all I could see was the dead corpse of a dead horse, dried up like a mummy.
“Rather, now is your chance!”
Perhaps because they had been quiet within the Sran tribe for a while, the Baekhyulgyo did not seem to know that they were here.
I had to move quickly and hit that vampire bitch’s head.
“Well, then please take our warriors and shamans with you!”
“I’ll go too!”
The Thran tribe chief and Garona bowed their heads, asking to be taken with them.
“…I don’t wait.”
“yes! Even if I’m late, I’ll follow you!”
Ogram nodded to the Thran chieftain and Garona and kicked the ground.
A huge crack opened in the ground, and his body spread out in a brown flash.
* * *
Coo coo coo coo!
Ogram gritted his teeth as he looked at the village of the Chiran tribe in the distance.
A fire burns above a village nestled in the jungle. At the sound of the tribesmen’s screams, my heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to explode.
“Damn it…”
Chiran was a large tribe in the Beast League, but there wasn’t much vitality felt inside.
It seemed like the blood demons had already started a blood festival.
“Whoa…”
I took a breath and looked back. The warriors of the Garona and Sran tribes were nowhere to be seen.
I carved a sign telling them to be careful and entered the village.
Clap.
My feet sink as if I have stepped on mud. The ground was soaked red with blood and corpses.
“Ugh…”
Ogram chewed the tip of his tongue deeply to keep his cool.
“Why is there still one alive?”
The blood demon who discovered him smiled a twisted smile.
“So that it doesn’t hurt….”
Pugh!
The blood demon that was charging at Ogram turned into thin blood and burst out.
“uh?”
“Um, what is that…”
“No way…”
The White Blood Cultists who had been drinking the blood of the Chiran tribesmen widened their eyes when they saw Ogram.
“Mosquito bitch! “Come out now!”
Ogram roared at the White Blood Cult leader.
Quaaaaa!
An enormous auror exploded, the flames covering the entire village subsided, and the blood demons nearby fell down with blood spraying from Goku.
“If you don’t come out, I’ll do everything….”
“You’re short-tempered.”
A woman with black hair and dark eyes walks out with a hazy voice that seems to absorb one’s soul. The red blood she stepped into melted white as if it had been purified.
Coooooo!
Ogram stepped on the heavy step. His fist stretched out, causing an earthquake, and exploded the head of the White Blood Cult.
