Academy’s Weapon Replicator chapter 228

Chapter 74 The Devil

The man held the boiling auror in one hand and lifted it up.

Judging by the mana concentrated there, it was twice as many as the Aurors that Atjie has now raised.

“die!”

The man shot the aura straight at Atji.

Once again, when Atjie extended his blade, the man’s aura immediately lost power and fell.

Quang!

However, this time, it did not completely put it to sleep, but only spilled, and the ground behind Atjie shattered with a loud noise.

‘You shoot Aurors without using any special skills or weapons.’

Atjie’s cold eyes observed it.

As a human being, it usually takes a lot of training just to master the auror. Among them, there are very few people who shoot beyond mastering Auror.

And even those people use weapons or require very unique skills.

But that man uses the auror like his limbs. There seemed to be no difficulty in emitting the aura inside the body.

Obviously, he is much more familiar with Aurors and Mana than humans.

‘A monster from the abyss outside the realm… … . Or the devil.’

While Atjie infers the enemy’s identity.

“You bastard, you use a strange technique.”

The man was displeased and curious at the same time when all his attacks missed.

There are many techniques that let the opponent’s attack flow. However, all of them require fairly complex movements.

Since most of the rotation is applied, movements that twist the sword or the entire body are required. There are too many people who are biased toward spilling and open gaps without preparing for the next attack.

However, Atjie’s technique is not like that. In the eyes of the opponent, the blade was simply extended, but the Auror loses power and twists to avoid Atjie. Probably other attacks as well.

“No worries.”

Atji said.

“This is the only thing that can be called ‘technology’ to me.”

“… … huh. You mean you have nothing but this?”

“Yes.”

Atjie calmly admitted.

“Everything else is just ‘basic’.”

Atzier does not have any special secrets like Ampere or Frontier. Like Ampere, he can’t do the mystery of slicing enemies from a distance without even coming.

You can’t even fire a firepower with a huge weapon like Frontier in your hand.

All of Atzier’s power starts from his thoroughly mastered basics, so he is not flashy, calm and quiet.

It is a season that seems to contain all of his devotion and beliefs in one.

‘fallout’.

There was nothing special about it, Atjie himself said.

“Then I won’t let you use that kind of skill!”

fault!

The man rushed. Shooting Aurors from a wider distance could not inflict damage, so it was intended to give them an edge in close combat.

When the man’s right hand was outstretched and Atjie raised his sword accordingly, the man moved his feet at high speed and moved laterally.

What rushed in was acceleration using Auror, and what moved laterally was pure body force. Because they are not human, such unreasonable movements are possible.

however.

Whoops!

“?!”

At the moment of moving laterally, the man was stabbed in the abdomen. The man hurriedly backed away from the sudden pain. Blood dripped from the wound on his stomach and wet his clothes.

“Boy, how… … .”

The man grabbed my stomach. He seemed to be shocked by the fact that he was stabbed rather than damaged.

“How did you do it?”

“I don’t understand the meaning of the question.”

“How did you turn around and stab me!”

“It’s square… … ?”

Atjie tilted her head.

“Because you moved backwards, I just stabbed the sword following your movement.”

Talking as if taking something for granted.

Did Atjie really think so, looking at the man with a strange face.

“I’m rather curious as to why you didn’t stop.”

“… … Why didn’t you stop me… … ?”

didn’t stop?

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No, that’s not it. The man had no idea that Atji would attack in that situation. So I didn’t even think to stop it. Because there was no reason to stop an attack that didn’t even come in.

But Atjie knew that the man would turn back. Knowing that, I stabbed the sword accordingly. That’s it.

‘Is this the default?’

Obviously, Atjie didn’t use any special skills. It just aimed at the body of the opponent and stabbed the sword.

However, the man looked at this number and guessed the level of basics Atjie was talking about.

‘… … Good.’

The man smiled inwardly.

‘There is no such material.’

The battle between Atjie and the man is now being watched by a monster in the prison.

The monster, which still has the face of Pascal, is constantly learning by watching their battles. You must have also witnessed the ‘fallout’ that Atjie showed a while ago.

‘If disaster can fully master this bastard’s skills, there will be no rival in this imperial palace!’

The man who had finished thinking asked.

“Boy, what’s your name?”

Until now, even when asked about his identity, he didn’t even give an answer, but now that he knows his opponent’s abilities, it’s different.

The man decided he should hear Atjie’s name.

“Atzi de Roach.”

“… … Right.”

As if trying to remember the name, the man paused for a moment.

“My name is Mizonas. He is the heir of anger and the first demon in the hierarchy of anger. Remember! The will of the Almighty Satan will be unfolded on this earth!”

* * *

Just as the demon Mizonas thought, the monster in the prison silently watched their fight.

‘… … disaster.’

The monster thought.

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No, it was more like a recorder that just repeated what I heard in my head rather than a thought.

Born into this world, the first question he asked was, what am I?

Because I heard the answer was ‘disaster’.

‘I am a disaster.’

Without even knowing the meaning of the disaster, the monster entered the simple algorithm into his head.

‘Then who is the author?’

And now, a high-level battle is unfolding before the monster’s eyes.

Mizonas, who actively utilizes a powerful, rich, and freely usable Aura, Atjie, who drains and neutralizes all those attacks.

With the power of Mizonas, this dungeon, which should have been destroyed long ago, is still intact thanks to Atjie’s magical technique.

The monster’s eyes are nailed to Atji. A brilliant brain and great learning ability steal Atzier’s power and skills in real time.

So far, it was just as Mizonas thought.

but.

‘… … .’

While watching Atjie’s battle, the monster of disaster gradually changed its body into Atjie. Already, the appearance was the same as that of Atji. Atjie confirmed it during the fight, but he didn’t care.

And the monster begins to copy the inside of Atzier. His bones, muscles and nerves.

But at some point, the copying stopped.

‘… … What is that?’

The monster confirms the skill that Atjie unfolds, the fallout. And each time the copying stops.

‘can not understand.’

The monster had not yet mastered swordsmanship or weapons. Therefore, it is impossible to immediately understand Atjie’s technique, which is close to its apex.

Usually, in this case, the monster of disaster copies what it can copy first. Because there is no preference for imitation. Because his imitation is nothing more than a mirror-like copy of what he saw.

That’s why the monster’s body moves its insides to imitate anything other than a camel.

‘… … Nope.’

And soon the imitation ceases.

An abnormal situation that even the monster itself could not understand, which it had never experienced before.

It’s not that I couldn’t imitate it. The monster itself stopped.

He stopped the reckless imitation of what he had done without any standards or considerations until now with his own will. The copying, which performed endlessly like a machine, stopped.

The monster cannot know its own thoughts now.

Yes. The monster began to put his thoughts into the yarn.

‘This is not it.’

The monster completely stopped the simulation it was trying to restart over and over, and just used all of her intelligence to understand Atji’s fall.

The original copy is not the monster’s choice. Imitating what we saw as we have seen so far is the shortest path for the monster to become stronger, and the disaster was designed that way in the first place.

The act of stopping the copying itself is nothing more than blocking growth for the monster.

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Nevertheless.

‘Not all are the same.’

The monster just gave up what he had to do to understand the dungeon.

He still doesn’t know his own heart.

The disaster was now envying the failure of Atjie.

squeak-

In the dark, tiny red eyes watching him crawled on the floor.

A black bird at the end of the day, a black rat at the end of the night.

For some people, those words were unquestionably correct.

* * *

When Mizonas opened his aura, of course the Zodiac and Frontier sensed the aura.

The location is obviously a dungeon. Something must have happened where the konjac monster was. Already some of the Zodiacs have gone to the dungeon.

However, Frontier’s expression was quite calm.

“… … Hey, Frontier.”

Monty, who had been watching him silently, opened his mouth.

“Yes.”

“Is it true that Atji already exists in the dungeon?”

“Yes that’s right. I asked you in advance.”

Frontier remembered what Lily had said.

– Even if you expected the attack to fail, would you not have expected to be caught?

Frontier also made a similar reasoning, so Lili’s words were quite persuasive.

If the enemies didn’t expect the monster to be captured, the monster would be absolutely necessary in the plan.

Then you will appear in prison.

Of course, there was no guarantee that this would be the case, but it was the dungeon that should be protected the most.

“Then, isn’t it rather dangerous?”

It was Daisy who asked this time.

“The monster copied everything it saw. If you fight inside, you’ll imitate all of Atjie’s fighting skills.”

Daisy’s concern was understandable. She saw the monster’s incredible ability to replicate right before her eyes.

After learning to mimic once, the monster succeeded in doing the same in less than three seconds. Not only the ability to copy, but also the proficiency when repeating it is enormous.

“it’s okay.”

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Nevertheless, said Frontier.

“Because I am waiting for it.”

It was a strange sound that Daisy had never expected.

“Oh, what?”

“I’ve heard that he’s been able to imitate him quickly, but he hasn’t mastered the language yet.”

“… … Oh well, that’s right. It was about reciting a few words.”

“That means that not all imitations can be done indiscriminately. It will probably take longer the more imitating it requires the use of a head.”

Of course, even that must be quite fast.

While it can take years for babies to speak for the first time, it’s great for a newly born monster to memorize words so quickly.

But obviously it takes longer than mimicking the figure. Unlike imitation of what it looks like, words must be inferred through dialogue and context, and there is still very little information about the words of the monster.

“From that point of view, my brother’s skill is close to the highest difficulty he can imitate.”

“… … What, are you bragging about being your older brother?”

“I am just stating the facts.”

Frontier knows who Atzier is.

Atjie is a person who has reached a formidable level with just one swing of a weapon.

Whereas most of the strong men have exceptional skills and other parts are relatively weak, Atjie is equally excellent in all parts.

‘Watching Renzo’s fight would have been helpful to the monster.’

Renzo often wields it haphazardly, and even that has an effect on the opponent. Seeing through the eyes of a monster, it is much easier to follow and the effect is good.

But Atjie never wastes any movement. All of this is the result of a perfect combination of his theory, practice, and thoroughly instilled experience.

It is impossible for a monster to understand all of them one by one.

“… … Showing that monster the battle scene of Atzier is the way to prevent its copying ability?”

“That’s right. It’s just speculation.”

“What if that inference is wrong?”

“The monster will perfectly mimic Atjie and absorb its combat skills.”

“… … hey.”

Frontier doesn’t know the current situation in the battle prison, so there’s no way to know what the monster is now.

I asked Gregory to check the situation in the dungeon, but the report is still there.

“But even if he somehow manages to imitate Atji, there are things he can never imitate.”

“what is that?”

“It’s a fallout.”

At those words, Daisy’s head tilted once more. At first, I didn’t know what a ‘crack’ was.

Monty, who was next to him, spoke instead.

“It’s one of Atzier’s techniques. They say that if you touch Atji’s weapon, you lose your weapon.”

“… … Anyone can do that, right? It’s like using my weapon to hit the opponent’s weapon.”

“It’s not about kicking. It uses no force or speed at all. According to those who have been through it, if their weapons touch each other in any way, the swords will be released. Besides, it is said that unless you are a competent person, you do not even know that you have put your weapon on it.”

“… … What is that?”

As the two talked, Frontier remembered.

When Vinkis, Constell’s teacher, created the golem, he devised an algorithm to defend against the fall. However, due to the fall of Frontier, the algorithm collapsed at once.

Later, when I heard the explanation of the algorithm that Vinkis had devised, the algorithm that Vinkis defended against the fall was designed to respond to the movement of several falls.

In other words, if the contents entered by Vinkiss and the actual fallout unfold exactly the same, the golem will be able to defend the fallout.

But Frontier knows. That way you can never stop a fall.

‘I know because I’ve tried it.’

Each time it is unfolded, it shows a completely different movement.

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Naturally, the opponent’s weapon is different each time, and the type of attack the opponent will use is different each time.

Most technologies have a unity that ultimately results in some way, even with some changes, but there is no such thing in Nakjang.

If ordinary techniques produce results through the process, the fallout creates countless ways towards the result of letting the opponent’s weapon down.

Because of this, Nakjang cannot be seen and followed.

Because every time I see it, it moves differently.

‘The enemy didn’t train enough monsters and sent them to assassinate the emperor.’

Even though a sufficiently learned monster would have a higher chance of assassination.

‘Maybe that’s because learning stops at some point.’

Whether it was the difficulty level or the monster’s own choice.

Even if it is a monster that can imitate everything, it cannot imitate all of them at the same time.

The fact that something happened in the dungeon meant that it was unexpected for the enemies that the monster was arrested as Frontier thought.

And if the ‘second’ abnormality occurs when the monster does not grow sufficiently.

The enemy who is already in a difficult situation can’t stand his impatience and will show his face.

cack-

At that moment, a crow cried out the window of the bedroom.

“What?”

“Ah, this is the crow I tamed. May I open the window?”

“be careful. Another enemy may still be aiming for this side.”

Frontier nodded and opened the window. A crow flew in and sat on his shoulder.

Training went well. After the Zodiac thought so, they turned their heads again in their respective directions,

[I will report.]

Everyone quickly turned their heads at the sudden chatter and looked at the crow again.

[The identity of the enemy facing Atjie is judged to be a demon.]

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise at the beautiful tone of voice.

A crow that can talk like that? What kind of training did you have?

“What is the devil’s name?”

Of course, Frontier asked the next question as if it was natural.

[This is Mizonas. It seems to be the servant of the devil called Satan.]

At those words, Frontier’s eyes twitched.

Satan, Satan. You’ll hear that ridiculously famous name here.

[In addition,]

And the crow gave the report that Frontier had been waiting for.

[The monster has stopped changing.]