Having admitted for nothing (138)
Lesson 28. Flower viewing of ruin – 5
Speaking of the level of an orc born in a lower dimension of F grade, the limit is clear.
According to the level regulated by the union system, it was at most 10. No, if you were lucky enough to survive with a good weapon, summon a group, and succeed in hunting down all the monsters in the area, would it be possible to reach 20?
But more than that was unreasonable.
With a level 20 strength, there was a limit to the size of the group, and the Orcs could not grow unless they consistently hunted strong monsters.
―Until the stars fell from the sky, so did the Orcs of Uraha.
―Quaaaaang!
“Quieeek! What is it, the stars have fallen!”
It was just a few days ago that Orc Atura Eikedele, whose name means ‘a child of a star born in a hut’, picked up a ‘star’ as the name suggests.
Due to the monster wave, all the monsters in the area run wild and are heading to the nearest human kingdom, Papitar.
In the middle of a group of orcs that were swept away by a wave of monsters without a clear leader.
Suddenly, a huge ‘star’ fell from the sky, crushing hundreds of orcs with the shock wave and driving them deep into the ground.
“Run away! Heaven is angry!”
“Queeeeeeeeeeee!”
The shock wave caused by the falling stars made the other orcs, who temporarily escaped the effects of the infection wave, shocked and afraid, and tried to get away from the scene as much as possible.
Aturaman tried to approach it.
“Atura! Die and fall!”
“Atura!”
“noisy! That’s mine!”
The moment Atura saw the stars fall, he knew that his own fate had come to him.
It was clear that his name was given for this occasion!
Throwing away the orcs blocking him, he felt his heart beat more and more as he approached the crater on the ground.
It was as if the stars were resonating with her heart.
“Sword…”
The moment he saw it half-embedded in the pit, Atura admired it in awe.
My heart was beating like it was going to explode right now.
As her heart told her, Atura reached out, grasped the hilt of the sword, and pulled it from the ground.
―Huge and overwhelming power.
“Kreuk?!”
The image came rushing in.
-Only that will set me free.
“Kuh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
Compared to Atura’s insignificant and insignificant life, the image was several times thicker, denser, and destructive.
He couldn’t even resist properly and was swallowed up by it.
It was the moment when the individual ego of Atura completely disappeared.
Instead, an Orc Lord was born in its place.
“Huge… overwhelming power.”
In an instant, his body swelled up and a destructive force squirmed in every muscle.
Wildness exploded, and thick mana soared, covering his whole body and overflowing, flowing into the greatsword.
The crimson energy at the tip of the great sword is a clear aura!
“Only that will set me free…!”
Atura, who was smaller than a 2-meter-tall greatsword, turned into a 3-meter-tall body that could comfortably hold a greatsword on his back and looked back.
The moment Atura grabbed the greatsword, all the orcs in the area stopped moving and paid attention to the intense wave of energy that spread out.
“Ah Artura.”
“Atura…”
“Huge and overwhelming power!”
Atura, who was no longer Atura, shouted in a loud voice with a mean smile resembling someone on her lips.
“I, Atura, will show it to you! Orcs, follow me!”
“road!”
“Loaded!”
“Rod was born! Our ruler!”
The Orcs, noticing his change easily from the waves of spiritual power emitted by Atura, acknowledged him as their Lord and immediately knelt down.
Soon, even the infection wave was altered by Atura’s spiritual power, and all monsters other than Orcs began to mutate into Orcs.
Hundreds of thousands of Orcs were born.
Atura, who became an Orc Lord, instantly surpassed the limits of a lower dimension and became strong enough to reach level 80 even by the standards of the Union System.
Of course, it was thanks to the acquisition of the relic, but the reason he was able to fully draw out that power was because the potential of Atura’s spiritual power was outstanding, so in a sense, it could be said that it was fate that he came to hold the relic.
The orcs affected by his spiritual power also exceeded their limits and obtained strength equivalent to at least level 30, which was a level that could not be blocked by the power of a single kingdom in a lower dimension even if they died.
No, now, with the corrupted infection wave, the more you fight, the more terrible the number of orcs will increase.
‘Who exactly threw the Relic right in the middle of the orc group’ is unknown, but as Yumina said, this was the starting point of a disaster worthy of being included in a textbook.
A large army of orcs who swallowed a dimension could have plundered a spaceship that crossed a dimension and crossed into another dimension.
Once the Orc Wave gains momentum, it never stops until the Lord dies, and the Orc Wave led by the Oak Lord, who has grown and grown stronger, has the potential to destroy even higher dimensions…. “That greatsword was no illusion either
. .”
“Kreureuk… The weak are brave.”
Atura suddenly saw a human flying from the sky and landed right in front of him, exposing his teeth and laughing.
“But that’s what you call arrogance, man. In exchange for stopping the advance, I will tear you to pieces.”
The greatsword connected to his soul was still vibrating loudly and telling him.
You are the strongest in this place.
Tear apart the cloth that doesn’t even dare to stand in his way.
“But you… you, bitch, are the only ones I like. I will specially save you and make you my wife.”
“…”
Atura spotted a pink-haired human woman, then grabbed a greatsword and aimed it at the men.
Ban Yu-Won, a human man who blocked his eyes, sighed in bewilderment at the reaction.
“If an orc holds a relic, does it resemble its original owner even in taste?”
“The original owner?”
“Ryu Cheol-myeong.”
Banyuwon kindly gave the right answer to Light, who didn’t seem to notice yet.
“That greatsword, Ryu Chul-myeong. Of course it was never shown to us, but that’s for sure.”
“Was it like that?!”
“It’s just like the energy that’s ignorantly large.”
As expected, unlike Light, Lucille must have noticed.
Ban Yu-Won sighed in absurdity as he looked at the enemy in front of him, who seemed to have deteriorated Ryu Cheol-myeong and covered him with only an Orc skin.
How the hell did Ryu Chul-myeong’s greatsword strike an orc… It would be a loss if he was thinking about it seriously.
If I retrieve that, will I be able to sue the academy?
Ryu Chul-myeong is not a fool, and he must have prepared a way out.
There was a high possibility that he wasn’t the one who brought the greatsword to this place himself, and if he bluntly said that the sword was lost somewhere a long time ago, how could he pursue further?
“Are you really going to be okay? He may not be lucky, but his skills are certain. I’m not confident if I don’t pull out the holy sword like the momentum that orc is exuding right now…” “
I’m not confident either. So let’s stick together.”
Ban Yu-won pulled out the long sword of the beheader.
The inventory opened naturally, and two raindrops came out of it and circled around the banyuwon.
“Light Lucille, then, please. Even if I look dangerous, don’t intervene until I ask for help.”
“Ban…”
“Okay Yuwon. cheer up.”
Ruchel nodded firmly as if believing in Banyuwon, then stepped back and started dealing with other orcs.
With just three people, he blocked the advance of hundreds of thousands of Orcs, so just like when he blocked the spout of a hose that spouted water, the Orcs rushed back and forth and attacked from all sides.
At least this was a reduced number thanks to Dokgoyeon wandering around the battlefield and crushing orcs with golems.
“Krurrrruk! Who is stopping our advance!”
“I am human. I kill men and capture women!”
“under.”
“Where…!”
Each of them boasted a level of strength that could easily be trampled on by the level of Erekto at the time of admission that each of them had a lifespan of 300.
It’s hard to know how absurd the Oak Lord is and how terrible the Oak Wave is… Fortunately, for Ruchel, who emits lightning all over the body, and Light, who is becoming aware of the power of dragons, Orcs can easily trample like ants. It was a presence.
However, since a million ants can overtake humans, they had to catch the Orc Lord as quickly as possible.
“Where is the female running away!”
“Because you want to fight me.”
The Oak Lord, who was trying to chase after Ruchel, was once again blocked by the Banyuwon.
“You’re disturbing me again!”
“Huh!”
The excited guy momentarily kicked off the ground and rushed forward, slashing his greatsword vertically and trying to split him in half, but Ban Yu-Won hurriedly held out his sword face and caught it.
-bang!
The moment the two swords collided, raindrops from both sides took the sword together and dispersed the load.
‘It’s definitely hard, damn it…!’
Even if you die and wake up, you can’t win.
With all three swords, Ban Yu-Won demonstrated the technique of Yu (Ryu).
It is natural to perform martial arts with the long sword of the decapitator, but the fact that he instantly practiced the same technique with two raindrops in an emergency situation was proof that Banyuwon was accustomed to martial arts with a sword.
“I’ll crush you like a flying fly!”
bang! Quaang!
An Orc Lord that strikes down with ignorance and strength.
On the blade of the great sword, a crimson aura was forming.
‘Ryu Cheol-myeong is rotten!’
bang! bang! Kwaaang!
In a situation where the sword might be cut if he didn’t care, Ban Yu-won gnashed his teeth and focused his dizziness on the sword, repeatedly trying to let the guy’s attacks flow.
Every time it collided, there was a terrible noise, but most of the impact was shed, so only the sound was loud, but the shock received by the semi-amusement park was not so much.
‘If you keep pouring it out, one day you will reveal a gap. Poke that gap!’
The reason Ban Yu-Won was able to withstand the repeated clashes between Kang and Yu was because he already knew the source of the Orc’s sword and aura.
During the lecture, Ryu Cheol-myung summons Ban Yu-won and swings his sword at random under the pretext of helping him realize his Aura.
Ban Yu-Won clearly remembered the strength and path of the sword he wielded.
The concept of strong (强 strong) and seung (昇 rising) going up in an oblique line from left to right. The concept of pressure (壓 oppression) and heaven (天 sky) that immediately changes direction and presses! If this is the case, then obviously… yes!’
If you knew the concept of flow and movement of each one of his swords, you could predict how the Orc Lord, who was nothing more than a deteriorated version of him, would wield the sword.
And no matter how strong the power contained in a sword with a clear path, there was no way it could not be shed.
“What?!”
Eventually, the moment we had been waiting for came.
Just like the first time, he succeeded in deflecting the greatsword coming down from above with Van’s trick, leaving his chest empty.
Banyuwon instinctively invoked the concept of acceleration and accelerated his own thoughts and movements.
‘Pass through!’
The language magic has been activated.
The concept was completed and manifested by moving the vertigo in the body only with the power of thought.
And with the power to pierce everything, he shot forward with a total of three swords, including the long sword of the beheader in his hand and the two raindrops that followed it!
“Keuk-heo-eok!”
―Kaaaaang!
There was the sound of metal clashing violently.
The guy desperately moved his greatsword in a broken posture and blocked all three swords with its wide blade.
It moved so quickly that the joints in its arms were mashed with a squeak from sloppy posture, but it was a much weaker wound than a hole in the chest.
“You bastard…!”
“It’s not easy either.”
Ban Yu-won clicked his tongue and stepped back.
Anyway, with the strong breakthrough power of the three swords, I broke his arm joint, so it should be easier to deal with him from now on
… How dare you!”
I thought.
Perhaps the engagement with Banyuwon just now had been so humiliating to him, the Orc Lord let out a scream and inflated his body even more.
Even the injured joints were covered with hideous muscles and carapaces and were restored.
The greatsword he was holding also spewed out unusual vibrations and became more than 1.5 times larger than it is now.
At the same time, watching the dark green eyes of the orc turn red, Ban Yu-won automatically recalled Ruchel’s heart.
‘Gwanghwa (狂化)? It’s not just a degraded version of Ryu Cheol-myeong.’
The guy from now on is an unknown enemy born from the combination of Ryu Cheol-myeong and the wild madness of the Orcs.
Yeah, it’s been so easy so far.
There was tension in Ban Yu-won’s eyes.
“Quaaaaagh!”
The orc pounced.
As expected, the orc’s exploding wild sword was already different from Ryu Chul-myeong’s swordsmanship, and the depth was gone, but the overwhelming murderous intent and pressure were dwelling.
And those two were in considerable harmony with Ryu Cheol-myeong’s swordsmanship, which made it difficult for Ban Yu-won.
“Kill me! Right Now! You bastard!”
-bang! bang! bang!
An oak road that slashes down a greatsword with power at every word.
The regularity of the sword movement disappeared, but only the violent sword spirit remained, and of course it was not easy to shed the sword like before.
‘You’re counting dirty, really…! Should I call Living Armor? not yet I can still do more.’
Ban Yu-Won frantically flirted with his body avoiding the swordsman’s sword, and accelerated his thinking again.
In the end, he had no choice but to imitate Ryu Cheol-myeong’s swordsmanship at the moment of the attack.
So, if only I could read the flow of fluid concepts that occur in his movements.
If only I could pinpoint the exact moment when the attack was launched!
‘okay-.’
Engraving the opponent’s every move in his mind, desperately swinging his sword and manipulating the two raindrops, Ban Yu-Won suddenly thought.
‘In the end, everything, even the swinging of a sword or even the slightest movement… can be expressed with the concept of language.’
It’s not just the enemy, but also the movement of anti-yuwon.
It’s a very natural thing, but it felt strange again.
if so why
Banyuwon can interpret, create, and control all languages, so why has it ever been-.
Have you been treating your body in such an inefficient way?
‘I can conceptualize all of my movements with language, so why did I try to deal with only one moment?’
Thanks to Ryu Cheol-myeong’s swordsmanship, he was able to analyze it as a continuous concept of occurrence and flow.
Thanks to trying to read his movements while dealing with the Orc Lord who transforms it.
Barely, Ban Yu-won found the direction his swordsmanship should be headed.
‘Dokgo-yeon put importance on the meaning of the sword. For her, it would have been death. But I don’t have to think the same. Obviously, the meaning of the sword is important, but it was not necessary to include only one thing.’
because.
Because anti-yuwon can handle all concepts.
Therefore, what he has to achieve is to make a perfect bowl that can contain any content, not just plausible content.
That’s what his swordsmanship will be his martial art.
‘It’s easy to create a flow of concepts that can break the opponent’s concept by reading it. And—if you create a swordsmanship that can do that at any time, that’s invincible.’
Upon realizing this, Ban Yu-Won’s swordsmanship changed in an instant.
Get away from the familiar way he’s been accustomed to wielding his sword all this time.
freer and more powerful.
His intensely accelerated thinking coordinated all of his movements on a fine conceptual level, enabling him to efficiently deal with the orc’s sword that confronted him.
-visor! Chae-chaeng! Chee-ying!
Dealing with the two streams of rain just got easier.
It’s because I didn’t think of it as a swordsmanship and put the concept in order to move most efficiently at every moment.
It was like constantly using a somewhat weakened language magic, but in fact, if he hadn’t been initiated into language magic, he wouldn’t have dared to imitate the movement of the system as it is now.
And at the end, at the moment when the flow of the concept of flow in the gap of the opponent’s movement is the most weakened.
“Haha?!”
A raindrop that flew in like a ghost succeeded in cutting off the great sword of the Orc Lord.
As if it were one body with it, another stream of rain naturally followed and pierced the other hand of the oak lord, who was not holding the greatsword, and stopped its movement.
“——!”
The moment when all concepts of fluidity were extinguished in him.
Ban Yu-Won’s sword, imbued with a brilliant golden aura instead of black, cut through his thick neck at once.
The concept contained in it was massacre (斬殺 killing by cutting) and judgment (審判), but even if the contents were changed, the color and power of the aura (bowl) would not have changed.
It was the moment when Ban Yu-won realized his own aura.
