280 – Final Chapter (33)
Chollaalalak!
The chain roughly wrapped around the religious leader.
‘Did you get rid of it?’
I knew clichés too well to say such sentiments out loud.
You can only defeat the cult leader with magic like this?
This is ridiculous. If that were the case, it wouldn’t have been the final boss in the first place.
The air suddenly became heavy.
My chest felt tight for a moment.
Wow!
The chain that was tightening around the pontoon pillar stopped moving.
Wow!
Once again, a sound as if something were splitting was heard. That too for a while. The shadow chain surrounding the religious leader turned into powder and flowed to the floor.
Looking at the calm expression on the religious leader’s face, I muttered without realizing it.
“… Like cutting a shadow like that.”
Of course, cutting iron is also difficult.
But when you become a religious leader, the story is different. You can’t even feel the difference between brass and iron?
The leader frowned.
“Are you saying this is just a result of learning our school’s vision?”
“The Sajonwi was punished.”
“That child lacked training.”
“I guess so. Or perhaps you were too strong.”
Shadows are essentially intangible.
Although it appears to have a form at first glance, it acts on the other person’s ‘existence’ rather than their ‘physical body’.
In other words, the Shadow Chain was a technology that bound and crushed existence itself.
A combination of the visual effect and the property of binding one’s being, you will feel a real sense of constriction, but in reality, it is a technique that has no effect on the body.
Humans are dominated by vision, so they instinctively try to break the chain with their hands.
But you won’t be able to touch it.
While you are panicking, you will be squeezed to death.
Such technology that catches humans off guard…
— Pakjik
The pontoon was simply torn into pieces by hand.
It’s something that has no form.
What on earth did they do?
Did the cult leader also use visual tricks like me?
Or is that hand capable of holding not only physical force but also intangible beings such as the soul?
Damn it. My head is hot.
And overheating your head during a fight is not a good sign.
Usually at times like this…
— Come on!
The opponent’s attack is bound to come.
What flew in was a pitch-black butterfly.
It wasn’t that fast, but its movements were strange considering its appearance. I quickly grabbed the ether and blocked it.
“Ah.”
A disconcerting scene unfolded.
The ether was absorbed into the butterfly and disappeared. As soon as it touched it, it completely disappeared, as if it had never existed. I looked at the sword made of ether with a quarter of the tip missing.
This is ridiculous.
What kind of attack is this again? I cursed under my breath and took a big step back. It was clear that if it touched those things, not only the ether but everything else would disappear.
Pazy!
It was the same even when I spewed out the earth element. The power that was finally brought out. The butterflies finally collided with the goddess’s light and disappeared.
“I didn’t know you were using God’s supernormal abilities.”
“Why? If you were jealous, you shouldn’t have gotten one.”
“This is impossible since you have committed yourself to Shaleam Bridge.”
Of course.
What kind of god will give power to paganism?
Rather, for all gods, blood demons are an object of extermination.
I wanted to say something because it seemed like I had no conscience, but the Blood Demon’s attack immediately followed.
This time his hand came flying, but not his fist, but his entire palm. It was clearly just a palm, but the force it gave off was as if a house were falling down.
He stretched out his arms and responded by extracting and strengthening the ether. The earth element and ether filled in each joint of the body instantly raise the body’s defense power.
Quung-
Yet the body floated helplessly in the air. The surrounding scenery seemed to change quickly, and my legs finally touched the ground. I subconsciously checked my body while keeping my balance.
The muscles of the shoulders and back are intact.
When my vision, which had been blurred by shock, returned, I saw the blood demon standing in the distance. It seemed like I had flown several hundred meters while blocking his attack.
After all, a monster is a monster.
This is a blow that doesn’t seem to have even been performed with a realistic technique. I deliberately and slowly narrowed the distance between me and the blood demon.
My body needed time to recover, and I had to come up with a plan.
The plan is how to defeat that damn blood demon.
Dozens of strategies came to mind, but they were immediately dismissed in my head.
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Most of them lacked destructive power.
The blood demon was so overwhelming that it was hard to believe that Danjeon was almost completely destroyed. Even if I do my best with ordinary techniques, I might be lucky enough to cut off one of his limbs.
In the end, there is only one way.
‘Muryang Bangeuk’
My special move that even shattered the centuries-old barrier of Shaleam Bridge. With this, I could definitely delete him.
The problem is the casting time. The fact is that I don’t have the right timing to cast a skill that requires me to gather energy near the guy and combine it.
When the blood demon was of an appropriate size in my field of vision, I raised my hand as if stroking it.
The ether daggers that had been planted around the guy suddenly rushed towards him.
But.
— Chaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejaejae!
I couldn’t hear the sounds that should have been heard, such as puk or puk, but only the sound of my attack being blocked. Even the Blood Demon was standing still in his seat and not moving.
‘It worked for the dignitaries.’
Does the status change when you become a blood demon?
I felt quite distant in my mind, so I tried to talk to him first.
“Why did you propose a sparring match? Why did you say you would risk my life? It seems like you are far more powerful than me.”
“I thought I needed at least one subordinate.”
The head of the cult raised the corner of his mouth as if he was joking.
“It’s probably a world where humans have perished anyway.”
“According to the original estimate, about half of the people will survive. Humans are more persistent than you think. And even if they all perish.”
“…?”
“Shouldn’t you leave at least one child to take care of you by your side? You will know with honor that the Lord has chosen you.”
“Crazy guy. This is an absolute no-no.”
Stay with two religious leaders in a destroyed world?
Just imagining it gave me goosebumps all over my body.
I tried to regain my composure.
There was a high possibility that even this was just psychological warfare.
But because I was so scared, I attacked as quickly as possible.
A long-distance technique that uses ‘leap’ to fire the recovered ether. Perhaps because I was scared, I went faster than before.
Shoosh, shush.
The blood demon knocked out most of them, but small wounds were left on his arms and legs.
The corners of the Blood Demon’s mouth slightly rose.
It was as if they had had a proper fight for the first time in a long time.
The air around his right hand trembled.
A pitch-black energy began to gather.
As soon as I noticed that it was taking the shape of a sword, I raised the berserker’s shield.
— Kaaa!
An unbelievable shock was transmitted through my arms.
A star appeared in my head.
Of course, that was not the end of the attack.
Perhaps he was also skilled in swordsmanship, the Blood Demon’s sword constantly penetrated beyond the shield. Up, down, side, side.
Teacher’s black is cold and beautiful like a snowflake.
If Richard’s sword was straight and sharp like an awl.
The Blood Demon’s sword was like a snake.
It stuck its head in an unexpected place, and just when I thought I had managed to block it, sword energy came out as if it was sticking out its tongue. Even though he twisted his whole body to get out of the distance, it was within his range, like a snake slithering away.
‘It looks like it’s getting dented.’
It felt like the , Which had all kinds of resistance abilities, was dented.
The moment I thought that my hand and my shield would be cut off…
Quang!
I struck the Blood Demon’s hand as if swinging it with a shield.
It was not a strong blow. We only cared about speed, irregularities, and accuracy.
No matter how blood demons were, they couldn’t have predicted that they would attack with shields, so they dropped their swords. In return, the berserker’s shield was split in half and fell.
‘Damn.’
The shield that was my strong but small support was torn apart.
I commemorated him in my heart and formed the ether into the shape of a sword.
A slightly shorter ether sword than usual.
It’s because I was hit by the Blood Demon’s Void Butterfly a while ago.
Struggling to get used to the distance, I immediately started using Seolhwa Sword Technique.
The play of a sword as dry as a tree branch in winter.
And the weight of the accumulating snow, and the snowflakes fluttering as it falls.
A series of sword techniques scatters elements gracefully.
The Blood Demon opened his eyes round for a moment, then flapped the long cloth he was wearing as if dancing.
— Paaa!
An enormous flow of magical power pours out.
Sasasak, Sasak!
The snowflakes flowing from the tip of my sword move forward, cutting through the magic he unleashed, but soon lose their strength and flutter. Because I was swept away by the wave of air, I was pushed back significantly again.
‘Damn it.’
I definitely realized this through the exchange just now.
Hyeolma deals with sound.
I had a guess from the moment his voice sounded like a whisper in my ear.
Then, this explains why he sat in the religious leader’s palace and knew everything that happened in the palace as if he were looking at the palm of his hand. It must have been circling around with waves of sound, like a bat.
“Ian Black Angus.”
“Why?”
“As expected, you are not ordinary.”
“Thank you.”
Surprisingly, the blood demon smiled.
This situation seemed quite enjoyable to him.
“It feels like I’m playing a game for the first time in a while.”
The Blood Demon said so.
Do you think the memories from 300 years ago are finally coming back to you?
“I guess I forgot, but Panta
“Bonzon just enjoyed games that couldn’t be beaten. That’s because the opponents were that strong.”
Of course, I understood the emotion itself.
It’s always fun to deal with strong enemies.
But.
“Even though 300 years have passed, do you think this place is still part of the game to you?”
“That’s right.”
Seeing the blood demon nodding its head, I thought for the first time that maybe I could win.
“Not to me.”
“Hmm?”
“This is the world I will live in.”
— Coo!
The guy’s feet gave out, and I leapt towards the guy who lost his balance.