190 – Genius-2
s*x Blood Fighting
It was an apostle’s sacred technique developed by Leonardo, who was lacking in talent despite his divinity.
A battle method that transmits divinity using one’s own blood as a catalyst, like holy water.
At the point of using blood directly, the user’s burden is multiplied by the square of the general-purpose sacred art.
Even if you die while using it, it is natural to gamble, and the technique itself used at the same time was a difficult and highly sacred technique.
Chew! Chew! Chow!
Ariasviel calmly performed such a suicide-like technique.
I knew because it was Leonardo who invented that martial art. That is definitely one of the older forms of bloody combat.
Also, the brother of , Which he did not properly show, was using a secret technique that maximizes physical abilities by extremely increasing blood circulation in the body, as if it were natural.
“[…Hero… Four years…!]”
It was a speed that even that being could not react to.
Ariaspil had already learned the Chimera’s characteristics and fighting methods during the raid on the mansion.
‘It’s not enough to just release divinity.’
That Chimera, unlike ordinary demons, is powerless in its divinity. Even the ray of divinity, which I am proud of, is just a bright ray of light in front of that existence.
That’s why she slaughtered that existence with just a physical sword attack.
‘…My head hurts…’
I have a headache. The whole body, including the head, was screaming just now. To catch Balrog and help Leo
Every time I grabbed the balrog, my body got hotter and I felt like I was about to collapse. At least she had gotten used to it now, so the pain focused only on her head.
I had to put an end to it now.
I can’t feel the pain right now
“[Then…]”
You can tell just by looking at it. Ariasviel is moving and growing faster than expected.
The fact that I can’t follow the movement even with my body’s eyes is proof of that.
Besides, she is accelerating. If Leonardo is a master of application, Ariaspil is a genius of growth.
Even at this moment, the hero was growing.
“[You’d better break it now.]”
It’s a very dangerous situation for the two of them to be together.
In that case, the answer was to finish off even the hero who was holding the initiative.
Pooh Woo-wook…!
Aria’s holy sword, which was invisible even though it was in sight, pierced the existence’s chest.
The direction is definitely the center of the heart, and even without using the divine ray, it inflicted enough fatal wounds.
‘…As it is…! Uh…?’
However, the difference felt every time he poked Ariasviel was embarrassed. Even though she stabbed her heart, she didn’t feel the touch of being stabbed by a creature.
The holy sword felt just like pushing her blade into muddy mud.
“…Gate…!”
A gate the size of a fist was devouring the blade of the holy sword. It had formed a gate right before it touched the chest to avoid the blade.
‘I won’t fall…!’
The body was overworked enough to release the divinity. The reason I couldn’t feel pain was not because my body had adapted to it, but because it was so damaged that I couldn’t feel pain.
“[Unexpectedly, let me deal with you here, hero…]”
Pueruk…!
The man’s fist, with the wound in his split chest forcibly stitched up, strikes the being’s face.
The gauntlet of blood, stained black, crushes the being’s head as it is.
“Shut up and kill yourself!!”
There was no hesitation. Because the agitation of emotions ended in my head with one deception of genius.
Depending on the path of the fist, the skull is crushed, and the brain and brain water that had been contained like a mold flowed down like a broken fishbowl.
All that was left was a headless corpse, and the existence was knocked down like that. Like a wine bottle with the cork missing, the remaining blood spurted out and silently declared defeat.
‘…No, even if I killed it, it wasn’t finished.’
For some reason, I felt that way. Rather than feeling through experience, intuition expressed on the surface of the body or soul was shouting that.
‘Don’t have a heart?’
There wasn’t a hole directly in the chest, but I thought it was an empty shell.
Perhaps the gate I just used wasn’t just for blocking the holy sword, it was a retreat to move the heart.
Around the time when I felt that way.
“…No…! First of all, the village…!”
It reminded me of a village that was burning.
I couldn’t be relieved that I had subdued the enemy’s leader. There was a possibility that a few more Balrogs who had just come out through the gate might remain.
Should I say fortunately out of misfortune? Judging from the shape of the smoke, the fire seemed to have been extinguished, and the Balrogs all seemed to be dead.
“…Did you do it?”
“…Uh…Yeah… I protected everything…”
Arya Spiel, whose entire body was flushed like a flush, exhaled heavily and barely answered.
It’s a small amount, but it wasn’t normal no matter how much I thought about it.
“Oh no, Mr. Reynolds! Are you okay!?”
Rios, who had barely recovered from mana depletion and dizziness, ran to the scene where Leonardo and Ariasviel were.
Leading him on the front, the Wyverns evacuated and flew away.
“…Sorry for the delay! It took time to clean up the remnants!”
Marken and his party, who had wiped out the Gate and the remaining Balrogs, shouted like that. The party who came down majestically to the Wyvern felt more reassured than ever, more than anyone else.
“…It’s too late! Aria and I were the only ones who had to fight like sh*t…!”
“…That’s… That’s…”
Aria couldn’t answer until the end. In the first place, she had long since lost the ability to properly perceive Leo’s words.
“…Aria?”
Fluffy…
Ariaspil fell to the floor like a child with a fever.
“Ariaspil!!”
Although the trauma wasn’t even scratched, Ariasviel had nosebleeds and hemoptysis as if in pain.
“Aria!!”
Although it was still in the sky, Marken, who had jumped from the wyvern, hurriedly ran to Ariasviel. Could Arya have a problem?
Because he allowed himself to go first…
“…Ugh…!”
The heat you can feel as soon as you touch her, like a freshly boiled kettle, Arya’s body was so hot that it was difficult to even touch it.
“…Ha… I can’t believe it…!”
As soon as he saw that reaction, Leonardo hurriedly pushed even Marken away and grabbed Aria. His mind was already in a coma, and his body was boiling with high fever as if he had suffered from a plague.
“If it’s a battle wound, I can heal it! Hurry up…!”
“No, you can’t do it alone.”
Leonardo declared that without even looking at Lumine’s face.
Of course, no one here was immediately convinced. Lumine’s healing and sacred arts have reached such a level that they are exceptional among all saints.
No one could agree when they said that Lumine’s treatment was meaningless.
“Rios. How long have you been here?”
Leonardo couldn’t hide his uneasiness as he felt the gasping Aria’s neck and the pulse of her wrist.
Looking at the runaway heart rate or body temperature, your guess would be correct.
But no matter how reckless, such crazy things are possible, from the physical point of view…
“…It’s been about 30 minutes… But there’s no way it’s a problem…”
“What a f*cking crazy b*tch!!”
I couldn’t help but curse at the word 30 minutes.
“Tell me what the hell is going on…!”
“Ar-Ai made the blood in her whole body boil and doubled her circulation! At least 30 minutes!!”
At those words, everyone had no choice but to show a shocked expression.
Now Arya was nothing more than a piece of meat cooked in her own blood.
***
Her head is blank. I should say it’s fortunate, but I don’t feel the heat.
“…Uh…Um…?”
The sky, too, was filled with an awkward landscape to say it was the ceiling. A space as if light were ground into powder like sand and scattered in the air.
Ariasfeel was not so awkward in this space. It was a place no one could have imagined, but it was a place she had already been to.
[Disappointed.]
A voice of unfiltered contempt for himself, a contempt that Leo’s scolding could be seen as charming was heard from behind.
Aria remembers who it is expressing her hatred for.
“…Ruben Reinhardt…”
The previous hero, who had settled on her holy sword, was looking down at Arya from the spot. The eyes, as if watching insects crawling on her ground, were fiercely visible through her helmet.
[To come back here like this even though I gave you a chance… You were more of an idiot than I expected.]
Showing dry ridicule, the black helmeted hero scorned that.
“…I know I didn’t do anything right.”
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Arya Spiel knows what it means to be here.
The death of the body, the way he first met that hero, was when he was half dead.
Now this is the inside of the holy sword, and that’s why he died, but he wasn’t dead yet.
“However, that was the only way I could think of. It was the only way to protect Leo, the villagers, and the remaining knights…”
Even though I regret it, I have no regrets. Even if he returned at the same moment, he would make the same choice.
[That’s stupid. Not even assuming otherwise is the height of stupidity.]
The warrior in the black armor didn’t stop scolding him, as if it seemed like a bunch of children. Realistically, that’s not a reasonable way to do it.
[You would have survived if you had given up about 1 knight or 4 civilians.]
Aria’s expression froze, and immediately distorted.
Choosing a pair and abandoning the cow.
A way to give flesh and get bones.
Everyone praised it, and the legendary hero who was praised was doing just that.
“You… That’s what I mean…! All of them…!”
[Yes, he must have been a precious person to someone. Leo…Enough for Nardo himself.]
Arya’s claim is certainly noble and ideal. All human beings will consider such a right path to be the right way.
[But you probably know that too, right? It is impossible to save everyone. You may be praised as a genius, but you are not even a god.]
However, that is only the ideal. In order to walk the thorny road of reality, the ideal correctness is infinitely weak and weak to advance.
“…Even so, we must save those who can be saved…!”
[The words of the result are here. Amazing. Should I be moved by that sacrificial spirit?]
The stories do not communicate with each other.
Those two warriors have different times of seeing and living.
“…The Demon King has appeared…! And that too while wearing Leo’s mother’s skin…! In such a situation…!”
Perhaps it was because of the mood, the being replaced all forms of emotion with anger with just one word.
The demon lord’s wrath of the hero in front of him was exploding to the point of being rude compared to his own.
[Then you should have looked at yourself even more…!]
“…You still say that…!”
[Do you really think it’s possible to save someone? Individual human beings die anyway. The hero is not a human being, but a mission that exists for the preservation of mankind!]
But at this moment, anger was mixed with regret, albeit briefly.
Why?
The eyes in that helmet were not unfamiliar.
Leonardo used to look like that even when he regretted it.
“…Enough. I need to get out of here.”
In the midst of the chaos, Ariasviel pulled out his holy sword.
I didn’t know exactly how to get out. Perhaps the only one who knows is that cold-blooded hero.
I didn’t think that hero would cooperate, so I had no choice but to recreate what I had done the other day.
The moment he raised his holy sword high and was about to stab himself in the chest.
[…No, you can’t go out.]
The hero’s black body moved at high speed.
The regime stabbed in series grows in Arya’s abdomen.
[Because I won’t let you go out.]
“…Kek… What is this…!”
[You weren’t meant to be a hero in the first place. Ariaspil.]
The hero pulled out the holy sword with one hand.
The blade of the Holy Sword, which shone with a sharp blue color, boasted its sharpness not to send Arya back, but to cut her into pieces.
[No, it was a problem since you were born.]
“Wait…!”
Kaaang!!
The black warrior’s holy sword clashes with Arya’s holy sword. Even with the same holy sword facing each other, it was clear who was being pushed back.
[Do you think my sword weighs the same as yours?]
A sword as heavy as her words drives Arya towards her inferiority. The hero in front of her completely surpassed herself to the extent that it was colorless that she overpowered that existence.
Chaeeng!!
Aria’s holy sword is pushed upwards by the strong attack. It was completely empty from the neck to the body.
[This is the end. Ariaspil.]
Arya closed her eyes tightly. Looking in her direction, she can’t escape. She has already passed her sword herself.
“… Huh?”
But Ariasviel did not die. She was already dead, but she wasn’t cut.
[…I was lucky.]
When she opened her eyes, Arya Spiel could see her translucent hands. Not just his hands. His legs and even his lower body were disappearing as he climbed up.
[Leonardo was always lucky for you.]
With those words, Ariasviel came to life.
***
“…Uh…Uh…?”
It was the feeling of opening her eyes again even though she had already opened them.
And when I opened my eyes, there was a man I really wanted to see.
“…Leo…”
Leonardo was looking at Aria with her arms crossed and even her legs crossed. With that attitude, Arya Spiel naturally reminded me of the hero in her holy sword.
“Make an excuse.”
“…Huh…Huh…?”
“If you think this is bullsh*t, I will send you back to heaven with my own hands, so think carefully.”
Leo glared at Arya with her furious eyes.
“Well explained.”
Her whole body felt chills.
If you said one wrong thing, Leo would kill you, and the hero in the Holy Sword would also kill you.