Episode 810
“If you defeat me with swordsmanship, I will tell you the location of the person you are looking for.”
Darkan curled his lips confidently, as if he had forgotten that he was injured.
“Those words… you will have to keep them.”
A dark lightning flashed in Rust’s blue eyes.
“If it’s a lie, I’ll make you live a life worse than death.”
She made an eerie wave of energy and tilted the sword diagonally.
Gooooooo!
The energy waves of Darkhan and Rust collided, creating a dark blue vortex in the air.
The powerful waves crumbled the remains of buildings into powder and uprooted trees.
“Huh…”
Raon let out a sigh as he looked at Rust and Darkhan who were ready to fight.
‘Now we understand…’
Rust and Darkhan didn’t understand each other, as if they were speaking different languages, but strangely enough, it wasn’t until the time to fight that they understood each other.
‘But why did this happen?’
I was thinking about how to deal with Rust’s visit to save everyone, but I didn’t expect Darkhan to suddenly step out.
It was so unexpected that I felt dizzy.
‘No, if you think about it, it’s natural…’
Darkan, who was crazy about the sword, met a new swordsman of transcendence, and Rust, who was crazy about Ras, met a human who felt anger, so it wasn’t that strange for the two to clash.
‘The movements of the Transcendents are difficult to predict.’
Raon looked at Darkhan and Rust and sighed briefly.
-Not because he is a transcendent! That’s because those two guys are idiots!
Ras shook his head and said that Darkhan and Rust were strange.
-And now is not the time to admire, but to stand out!
The guy grabbed his sleeve and shook him, telling him to run away while the two were fighting.
It felt like watching a cat begging for food.
-That madman’s obsession is enough to make even the king lose his temper! It’s as good as your crazy!
Lars shouted that Rust was on the same level as Merlin and told him to run away quickly.
‘If you move now, Rust’s eyes might turn in this direction.’
Raon shook his head and took a step back.
If everyone stays still and you move alone, it may look strange. Now was the time to wait.
-Uhm…
Lars nodded briefly as if he couldn’t refute those words.
-Well, then, as soon as the fight starts, jump out!
‘okay.’
I answered, but I had no intention of running away right away. There will definitely be a lot to learn from the fight between Darkhan and Rust.
“Ugh…”
Dorian collapsed on the floor, tired of the energy waves caused by Darkhan and Rust. As soon as the thump sounded, the two transcendents moved forward as if they had been waiting.
Slurp!
Rust bends low at the waist and swings the curved sword. A fierce attitude that is different from a flexible posture. It seemed like a tiger was flying in for its prey.
“Not only the sword, but the sword style is also unique!”
Before he knew it, Darkan had Zalek’s sword in his hand again and accurately blocked Rust’s sword strike.
Ugh!
However, even though he defended himself properly, his shoulder was cracked and blood spurted out.
“…What is this again?”
Darkan touched the wound on his shoulder and lowered his eyebrows.
“Is it a penetrating sword technique? No, I don’t feel that way.”
Even though he was wounded, he let out a deep smile as if he was happy to try a new sword technique.
“Before you die, tell me where Lars is.”
In the meantime, Rust frowned as he searched for Lars.
“Show more! “Because the fight is not over yet!”
Darkan licked his lips and snapped his fingers.
“I’ll cut off your arm this time.”
Rust struck back with his curved sword as if he was determined to put an end to it. A slash that seemed to split the space was extended along with a strong sword wind.
“I’ll give you my body, not my arms!”
Darkhan lowered Zalek’s sword, spread his arms, and received Rust’s sword strike with his entire body.
Whoa whoa!
His chest split open and a bloody amount of blood spurted out.
“…is it like this?”
Darkhan grinned as he looked at the open wound on his chest.
“After all, you can only know by hitting the sword directly.”
He nodded in satisfaction as if he understood now.
-Uuuh…
Lars opened his mouth as if he was dumbfounded.
-Hey, that’s not just a tortoise, it’s a perverted tortoise!
The guy trembled his shoulders, saying he couldn’t understand Darkan.
‘When it comes to swords, you’re a pervert.’
Raon nodded heavily. Darkhan’s obsession and madness for the sword goes far beyond his own. He was consistently that kind of person.
“Where is Lars?”
Rust coldly extended his curved sword as if he was not interested in Darkan’s madness.
The curved sword with a wider turning radius became a half-moon that filled the Holy Sword Lily and poured down onto Darkan’s shoulder.
“Three times doesn’t work.”
Darkan twisted his lips and let go of the sword he was holding. The sword that left his hand rose with a smooth vibration and headed towards Rust’s slash.
Quad deud deuk!
Darkan’s sword broke through Rust’s sword like a salmon swimming through a river and cut a long cut across her waist.
PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
This time, blood burst from Rust’s waist and red blood fell on the ground.
“Isn’t there anything more fun?”
As Darkan bobbed his head in amusement, the blade of the Iggyeo sword that followed his will trembled slightly as if teasing Rust.
“okay. “This must also be an ordeal to meet Lars.”
Rust adjusted his curved sword with a light smile like a religious monk.
Her curved sword stretched out, curved like a snake, and fell towards Darkan’s chest. It was a soft sword in the shape of a curved sword.
“I thought the sword looked interesting!”
Darkhan seemed to have realized from the beginning that Rust’s sword was a soft sword, and fired his sword to block the curved slash.
Couuuuuuuuck!
Darkhan and Rust pushed their bodies through the shock wave of the sword strike and stabbed their swords into the opponent’s vital area.
Kwagwagwagwagwang!
As the Igigeo sword and the soft sword that transcended space collided countless times, cracks in the shape of thorns appeared in the sky and the ground.
“Hmm…”
Raon frowned as he watched the duel between Darkhan and Rust becoming more and more intense.
‘It’s not a joke.’
I knew of course that Darkhan was strong, but I had no idea that Rust’s swordsmanship skills were this good.
In particular, it was surprising that he displayed that level of power without even using the devil’s power.
‘It’s a soft sword…’
A soft sword is a sword with a soft blade whose body bends like a whip, but even if the blade is bent, the swordsmanship itself doesn’t really change.
However, Rust’s soft sword moved as if it were alive and blocked all of the bizarre paths created by Darkhan’s Igigear sword.
‘That’s not the devil’s talent…’
It’s a skill I built up myself.
This can be seen because he also put all his talent and effort into swordsmanship. Rust’s swordsmanship was filled with blood and sweat.
‘So I can study more.’
The way Rust used the soft sword and the angle at which Darkan’s Iggear sword moved were all helpful to his growth.
But it didn’t seem like this crazy fight would continue forever.
‘Las.’
Raon stretched out his hand to Lars.
‘If we keep fighting like this, who will win?’
-Of course it’s Rust.
Lars shook his head as if there was no need to ask.
-If that fire moth was normal, it would have fought with all its might, but if it continued like this, it would eventually die.
The guy frowned, saying that the internal and soul wounds that Darkan suffered first were serious.
‘As expected.’
Darkhan is clearly a strong axis in the Transcendent, but his soul was wounded by Ras.
Even if you can endure it now, eventually the breakdown will be revealed over time.
On the other hand, Rust has not yet unleashed its original power.
Even without using the Demon King’s power, it was obvious that she would win in the end.
‘Isn’t it possible to even conduct an examination?’
-Because the devil’s soul is different from that of humans.
Lars shook his head slowly.
-As we saw in King Bon’s image, the soul grows thicker with the years of life. The same goes for causality.
‘Hmm…’
– I wouldn’t know if the level of mind and sword like your grandfather is extremely high. That damn sword can’t cut Rust’s soul.
The guy frowned, saying the outcome had already been decided.
‘Right.’
Raon took a quick bite.
‘I wanted to keep watching this fight.’
Strong man. Also, the fight between a stronger person who is much higher than you is a great help in developing your mental image.
I wanted this fight to continue for my own growth, but it seemed like the end was inevitably coming.
-Ugh, you’re not normal either!
Lars’ lips trembled.
-He’s just as bad as those two!
‘Oh, not to that extent.’
Raon shook his head, telling them not to compare.
-In my eyes, they are the same! No, it’s done! Leave now!
Lars pointed behind him, saying it was the perfect moment to run away.
‘Oh, one more thing.’
Raon grabbed Lars by the tail and dragged him forward again.
‘Why does Rust not reveal his true face and follows you around?’
-Because you don’t like your own power! And as for following the main king…
Lars frowned deeply as he looked at Rust.
-Because the king gave me advice….
‘Advice?’
-I still regret it! Why did you say that?…
As the guy was gritting his teeth, Darkan’s Iggyeo sword briefly cut through Rust’s hood.
Faaagh!
The hood came off, revealing Rust’s face. Sea-green hair flutters over her white skin.
Although her appearance was so beautiful that it left me speechless, she was different from the monarch of lust she had imagined. Rather, it felt pure.
‘That’s Rust… huh?’
Raon looked into Rust’s blue eyes and frowned.
‘That woman…’
He tilted his head and turned his gaze to Lars.
‘Is it very similar to you?’
Except for the fact that his hair was short and he was short, he looked almost identical to Lass’s main body.
– Of course…
Lars’s lips trembled as if he felt more fear.
-Because I am following my king and looking like that!
The guy grabbed his head and said that’s why he was called a crazy person.
“Ah…”
Raon swallowed dryly.
‘Well, that’s a bit serious…’
When I heard that they were even copying their appearance, a chill ran down my spine.
-If you know, now run away!
Lars shook his head and said, “Let’s go.”
‘Just look a little more.’
I ignored Ras, who was pulling my arm like an excited child at the market, and looked at Darkhan and Rust’s swords.
‘When the sword is bent like that, it would be better to release the aura diagonally.’
‘How can I use the flexibility of a soft sword in a regular sword?’
Raon operated the Ring of Fire and used the clash between Darkhan and Rust as a foundation for growth.
“I can’t believe this kind of luck happens one after another! “I guess it’s time for me to die!”
Even though he was seriously injured, Darkan continued to use his sword more and more intensely as if he found the duel with Rust to be fun.
Coo coo coo coo!
His Igigeo sword struck down like a meteor, possessing both strong power and a graceful path.
“Las…”
It was such an enormous sword strike that Rust took defense rather than offense.
‘Where does that kind of strength come from…?’
During his duel with Rektar, Darkan was hit directly by a sword, his soul was wounded by Ras, and even his back was cut by his own Igire sword.
Although both my body and mind must have been in complete disrepair, it was amazing that I was able to endure this far.
When I first met Darkan, I thought he was just an ignorant swordsman, but he went beyond that.
‘Great… hmm?’
When Raon let out a short breath, Darkan’s gaze turned this way.
His eyelids fluttered as if they were about to close.
‘Darkan?’
-That guy is almost at his limit.
Lars frowned.
-The wounds that have torn the soul of the King are starting to open up.
The guy chewed his lip, saying that a duel at that level would inevitably result in a big shock to the mind.
‘Now that I think about it…’
Raon swallowed dryly as he watched Darkan pushing Rust.
‘Darkan must know who Ra’s is.’
As soon as Rust showed up here, he said he smelled Ra’s, and that it was the worst on Darkhan.
Darkhan had met Ras twice, so unless he was a fool, there was no way he would have known that the spirit in his soul was Ras.
‘Are you hiding it?’
Thinking back, it seemed like Darkhan knew everything but kept his mouth shut.
‘Then even now…’
It seemed clear that Darkan’s eyes were warning him to back off. Perhaps it means staying alive and keeping your promise.
‘Darkan…’
Raon bit his lip and met Darkan’s gaze.
I feel it again. People seem to be very different beings depending on the angle from which they are viewed.
“Whew…”
Raon let out a long sigh and took a step back.
“Raon?”
Rektar swallowed dryly as he looked at Raon.
“W-what are you trying to do?”
“I have a place to visit for a while.”
Raon bowed his head to Rektar and then turned his gaze to Burren, Marta, Runaan, and Dorian.
“It’s here. “I’ll be back soon.”
After saying that, I left the city center of Seonggeomryeon. Using Taehwabo as the polar star, he climbed to the top of the mountain where Sieghardt’s ancestors planted the seeds.
-What are you going to do if you run away alone?
Lars shook his head and asked, “What kind of crazy thing is this?”
Even though Rust was scary, he was still a demon king who cherished his minions.
‘I won’t run away.’
Raon calmly shook his head and looked at the ground. Looking at the shape of the rocks and the ground, it was exactly the place I had seen in my memory.
‘It must be somewhere here…’
I searched through my memories and looked for the first seed that must be somewhere here.
At the time, it was a very energetic seed that could be seen immediately, but it was hard to see that its strength had diminished as it was grown here.
‘ah!’
Raon looked away and stopped at the light red flower. I couldn’t feel any vitality, but a very faint scent of manga ball was in the air.
‘This is it!’
It is certainly. Those seeds became flowers and saved this mountain and forest.
“Whew…”
After everything was confirmed, Raon rolled up his sleeves and turned his gaze towards the village again.
Kwagwagwagwa!
The fight between Rust and Darkhan becomes more intense.
However, now Darkan is clearly starting to fall behind. Rektar was raising his spirits so that he could participate in the war right away.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
Raon rolled up his sleeves while watching the fierce clash between Darkhan’s Iggyeo sword and Rust’s soft sword.
After clearly revealing the ice flower bracelet, Ras’s anger rose.
-uh…?
Lars perked up his ears as if he was startled.
-Ji, what are you doing now! Turn off your anger right now!
The guy grabbed him by the collar, asking why he was acting so crazy.
‘I don’t want to let that person die.’
He calmly shook his head. Just as Darkan saved his life, he also did not want to kill Darkan.
‘And…’
Raon grinned as he looked at the bracelets on his wrist.
‘I’d like to get some new bracelets.’
-Yes, you! No way!
