69 – Episode 69. The Flames of Neo-Solitron (3)
They had been waiting in a shadowy state for ten minutes.
While waiting for those bastards, the Hwan Sword reviewed the information provided by the Fast Sword and Orpheus’ plan.
– The Fast Sword underwent physical modification at the Red Whale Matap headquarters. They couldn’t even have a conversation. From what I saw… they were so different that they couldn’t even be called human. Think of them as toys for the Matap bastards.
The Fast Sword. It was said to generate explosive acceleration for a moment to gain an advantage. They don’t even wear armor to move quickly.
– The Strong Sword… is my master, so I know them the best. They are honest and strong.
A balanced warrior. When the skills are equal, they are the most formidable enemy, but when there is a difference in level, they are the easiest opponent.
There is no one stronger than me, so I should consider this an easy win.
– The Strongest Sword fights with a powerful strike. They are a very secretive person, so I’m not sure if the information is accurate, but it is said that they have a weapon made by Matap.
The Strongest Sword. They are a brat who has tarnished my real name throughout the land. I don’t know how they found out my real name, but it’s time for them to pay for the crime of leaking it.
– The Defeated Sword, I know little about them too. According to rumors, they have armor and a shield that belonged to an ancient hero. I’ve seen it myself, but I don’t really know.
– Were they both golden?
Orpheus asked.
– That’s how it was.
– …Robin. I have something to say to you.
This was Orpheus’s strategy.
I don’t remember it well, but for some reason, I was vulnerable to the ancient hero’s belongings, so the Pegasus Sword decided to lure and deal with the Holy Sword and Orpheus personally. The remaining three were left for me to handle.
I’m not sure if this can be called a strategy, but there was no clearer way in the current situation.
It hasn’t been an hour since we killed all the forces sent by the Matop to find the Resistance Headquarters, so the news of the Holy Sword’s betrayal hasn’t reached their ears yet.
Now is the opportunity to settle the score. If the fight drags on, only the people will suffer, so we have to quickly end it.
“…!”
Finally.
An army riding on horses appeared, charging towards us. I can see the figures of three people in the vanguard.
An elderly man, a woman with her face covered by a helmet. The Holy Sword, the Strong Sword, and the Swift Sword.
Good. Now, if I can surprise and cut down one of them…
No, why should I surprise attack?
Thinking about it again, it’s strange. I was reborn as a transcendental ninja in the spiritual world of the Observer.
Should I, who defeated the Heavenly Devil Hitler in a one-on-one battle, surprise attack a relatively strong high-level samurai? It’s like using a Dragon Slayer (a huge sword) to catch a rabbit.
The reason I ambushed in the spiritual world was because I had the Gamma Ray Burst of the Heavenly Devil Gamma in mind, but would these mere samurais have such a technique?
“Hey, you bastards. Over here.”
I simply released the illusion and walked out in front of them.
“W-What?”
“Damn!”
The Jeolgeomgyeong and Ganggeomgyeong quickly exchanged words. The Kwaegyeomgyeong, without showing any particular reaction to whether or not it was truly human, slowly withdrew from the conversation.
Is it a Terminator?
“Sashimi Salmagic.”
Without hesitation, the Kwaegyeomgyeong immediately swung its ninja sword.
A mana-formed sword energy flew towards the enemies to finish them off.
“Kwet!”
The Jeolgeomgyeong abandoned its words and jumped like a frog, while the Ganggeomgyeong raised its shield.
The Kwaegyeomgyeong, who didn’t even flinch at my technique and directly confronted us, didn’t even wear armor.
Sososo-!
In front of my sword energy and Sashimi Salmagic, the Kwaegyeomgyeong swung its sword.
After parrying my sword energy and splitting it in half, it seems like it wants to close the distance.
It must be confident in the quantity and quality of its mana. It may have thought it was okay since it wasn’t directly clashing swords.
Without a doubt, it was a meaningless act.
Tuk-!
The result was obvious.
What split wasn’t my sword energy, but that idiot’s helmet.
“Foolish.”
Sashimi Salmagic is not just a technique that shoots out mana contained in a sword. It is closer to a destructive beam that compresses mana equivalent to beheading a hundred people and shoots it out in an instant.
It is a slaughter technique optimized for massacre, possessing the sharpness and endurance required to kill multiple people with a single sword strike.
That bastard who foolishly charged straight into it without knowing anything is an idiot.
The two rivers were about to witness the spectacle of the Swift Sword Mirror…
“What?!”
The Swift Sword Mirror did not appear. Only the helmet was split, but the body remained unharmed.
He survived a direct hit from my assassination technique? A samurai who isn’t even a demon or a divine beast?
…Was it just blind recklessness, relying on his durability?
In the midst of my slight surprise, the Swift Sword Mirror closed the distance.
As the shattered helmet fell, her face was revealed.
“Grrr…!”
Two blood-red eyes, a pale, shaved head, fangs protruding from her lips.
The Swift Sword Mirror was not human.
“A demon samurai?!”
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Damn it, those cursed bastards have created such a dreadful hybrid.
If this b*tch reproduces, a breed stronger than demons and as skilled with a sword as samurai might be born.
I need to eliminate her quickly.
It was the moment I was about to move to finish off the approaching Swift Sword Mirror.
Bang!
The Clever Sword Mirror, who had been watching the situation, pulled out a golden object that resembled a gun and fired it at me.
The sound effect was not a bang or a boom. It was clearly a threatening blow.
“Ninja Shield.”
The speed was too fast. It seemed difficult to dodge, so I spread out a mana barrier.
Bullets clashed against the shield, sparks flying. Pure mana composed those sparks.
Judging from the fact that my shield couldn’t deflect it in one go, I wonder if it’s a bullet compressed with an enormous amount of mana.
Boom!
The Gunblade fired another shot. I won’t be able to withstand this attack.
Crack!
As expected. The ninja shield and the bullet collided and exploded together.
The Quickblade, who watched my shield crumble, swiftly launched a counterattack.
In the past, it might have taken some time for me to react. But not anymore.
Swish, swish, swish!
“Ninja Punch.”
After exchanging a few sword strikes, I punched him in the face.
“Grrrk!”
The Quickblade’s fangs broke, and his face caved in.
Although my attacks were faster than the Transforming Blade, my defense wasn’t perfect.
Focusing solely on offense and neglecting defense, I left no room for the next move.
“Split in half and die.”
To kill the dazed Quickblade, I raised my Ninja Blade.
“Yah!”
With a battle cry, the Strongblade, who was a little further away, charged forward. He no longer held a shield, as it had been shattered like sashimi earlier.
A sturdy and resolute stance reminiscent of a bull.
“Ninja Evasion Technique.”
If she had blocked it, it would have been a hassle, so I let it slip slightly.
So did I miss the chance to kill the Swift Sword? No.
Swish!
I threw a shuriken and sliced the Swift Sword’s neck. Seeing her gasp for breath, it seemed that the yokai she merged with wasn’t an underground faction.
“Haat!”
Kang Sword thought it was the perfect opportunity to kill me when I lost my sword and swung at me.
This is also a misconception.
“Ninjato, return!”
It’s not an Asseai, it’s a Ninjato. The Ninjato that was momentarily absent flew back to my hand like a magnet.
This is also one of the amazing techniques. I’ve mastered so many that I don’t even know where to start.
Bang!
This time I successfully predicted it. While dodging the bullet that came flying at me, I clashed with Kang Sword.
A well-balanced skill and a graceful posture that exudes expertise. But to someone like me who is in a different class, it was just boring.
Just as I expected. This old man is nothing special.
“Ninja Bloodletting Technique.”
Since he didn’t have a shield to cover his entire body, I stabbed his neck with my hand. My speed was too fast for him to dodge.
Thud!
“Huh…!”
Kang Sword’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed.
My knowledge of traditional medicine, which I mastered perfectly through a 10-minute documentary on educational broadcasting, shone brightly.
Anyway, I calmly subdued the enemy as requested by the Hwanggeomgyeong.
Now, there’s only one left.
“Come here.”
I approached the Jeolgeomgyeong, who was loading bullets into the golden gun.
It’s powerful, but it can only hold three bullets at a time. A suitable penalty.
“Come on, you bastard.”
I threw a repair sword at the guy who was ignoring my words and playing with his gun.
“Clang!”
The repair sword hit the golden gun I was aiming for. Since it hit right in the center, it can’t be used anymore.
“I-I didn’t expect you to be this strong…!”
The guy drew his sword from the scabbard and stood up. His body trembled.
It wasn’t just simple fear. It seemed like there was a bit of… excitement mixed in?
“Come at me!”
The guy adjusted his stance and opened his eyes wide. This bastard.
“Because it’s you who’s coming.”
“Ugh!”
I used mana to pull him towards me.
Unlike mana users who can only move their own bodies or magicians who can interfere with the world a little using their staffs, I am a whole world in itself.
This level of application was easier than standing still and eating takoyaki.
“Oh, no!”
Swish!
He swung his sword as if in a fit of rage. A powerful strike that an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to avoid.
But for me, a super escape ninja, it was just a moderately fast attack.
Clang!
I parried the sword and smoothly redirected it.
Swoosh!
I twisted my body and sliced through his chest.
“Hu…ugh…!”
The fallen swordsman, dripping with tomato juice.
Finally, the three remnants of the Martop gang were taken care of.
“-You, who were manipulated by the Mad Scientists and committed slaughter without your own will, are not even worthy of being called samurai.”
I looked down at the fallen swordsman with a gaze full of contempt.
“-Just a common, ordinary yakuza.”
With those words, I turned away. There was no longer any value in facing him.
“But, still…”
I heard the voice of the fallen swordsman from behind.
“Fighting you…was my own will…”
His breathing stopped.
“Nin-nin.”
What the hell is going on?
It was the moment when Orpheus was about to move to check if everything was going well.
Kwaaah!
From the mansion of Byung Geom Gyeong, a black light spewed out. Along with an ominous and dangerous aura.
“Nin?!”
What the hell is this?
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Bang!
Pa Gyeom Gyeong swung her axe and knocked away Treebo who was approaching.
Thud!
[Ugh!]
The Treebo, now divided into six pieces, fell to the ground.
“Hmm…!”
Pa Gyeom Gyeong and Hwan Gyeom Gyeong, who were clashing swords, were still intact.
This is the last chance.
Orpheus raised the ancient warrior’s spear, which had now turned into a lance, and charged forward.
The Swordsmanship Commander of the Sagar’s Tail, in his black armor, had long been broken and was no different from being naked, but it didn’t matter.
Pa Gyeom Gyeong timed it right and raised her golden shield. It was the woman who had been watching over Orpheus since earlier, although her face was hidden behind a golden helmet.
‘Orpheus!’
Treebo sent a signal with the Gogmagma Tribe necklace. Perhaps she too thought that this was their last chance.
Orpheus slightly lowered his body.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz!
The rebuilt Treebo suddenly hurled something with tremendous force.
It was the “Gae Baekjeong” axe, a modified version of the Treebo that had been reinforced for durability.
Thunk!
The exhausted Sword of Ruin, unable to concentrate its strength on blocking the attack from the Hwanggeomkyeong, dropped its shield unable to withstand the impact.
Seizing the opportunity, Orpheus thrust his spear.
“Haap!”
Orpheus’s golden spear pierced through the golden armor of the Sword of Ruin, hitting his heart precisely.
“…!”
“Where are you going!”
The Hwanggeomkyeong struck the head of the Sword of Ruin, who was still trying to move despite having some energy left, with an iron gauntlet.
As the helmet of the Sword of Ruin was torn off, revealing his bare face, Orpheus’s eyes, which had been calm like a lake, filled with astonishment.
Pale skin, a prominent nose, and a small wound below the lips.
Even though his eyes emitted a red glare, Orpheus could recognize him.
“Sis…!”
The true identity of the Sword of Ruin was her sister, who had bought Orpheus time to escape by blocking the attacks of the Veldergard and his subordinates.
Proud of her swordsmanship, she had practiced sweating, saying she would become a knight, unlike Orpheus, who only read books.
So that’s why she was able to use the shield and armor of the ancient hero.
“The Red Whale Matap…!”
Orpheus could only feel anger in the face of the brutal and merciless truth.
“My sister.”
The red light flickered in the eyes of Paige, his sister. Orpheus couldn’t tell if she was resisting the brainwashing or if the brainwashing was starting to wear off.
“Don’t let the monsters destroy the world.”
The light disappeared from Paige’s eyes, slowly fading away.
“Yeah. I understand.”
Orpheus silently swore as he embraced his sister, who could no longer hear him.
He swore to uproot the Red Whale Matap.
“With Robin by my side, I can do it.”
It was when Treebo, who had recovered the axe, slowly approached Orpheus, who was holding his sister, now cold and lifeless.
Kwaaa!
A pillar of black light pierced through the clouds, revealing its form.