Grave Keeper of the Fallen Kingdom chapter 153

Grave Keeper of the Fallen Kingdom 153

Even if he has really realized something and changed now, that is no reason to look at him.

I have already committed too many sins. Now that Ren had witnessed them himself, he didn’t feel the slightest sympathy for him.

“When they first put a knife in my heart.”

Doukas pulled out dozens of spheres of divine power and threw them into the air.

“You should have seen the match back then.”

Spheres moving freely in the air rush in from all directions, aiming for Ren’s blind spots.

bang! bang! bang!

In response, the blood sword and Chohon, which vibrated as if glowing, struck the sphere.

Immediately after, the flying spheres increased in size and took on the shape of a knight.

In an instant, dozens of golden knights surrounding Ren all raised their swords and aimed at him.

‘You’re crazy. Is there this level of versatility in sacred magic?’

Since the sacred magic was about 6 stars, almost nothing was impossible.

I never thought I could create knights with divine power. I felt like I knew why Doukas was so confident.

A strong fighting spirit flickers in his eyes. The confidence that he will never lose holds him firmly.

‘Can’t I take out the rune words anymore? Or are you saving it?’

Even if you use a shooting star, once is the limit. Since the technology was originally created with a one-to-many situation in mind, its efficiency was low. What if wide-range holy magic pours in like before?

“Hit it.”

At Doukas’s calm command, a golden knight wearing armor enters, stabbing a large sword.

Kaang!!

I felt a tingling sensation in my hand, as if I had struck down a real great sword. It was fortunate that the knights’ swordsmanship was clumsy.

Kang! Kang! Kang! Kang!

Attacks coming from all directions. In fact, my mental composure increased even more than when I poured out divine magic.

As Havenberg swordsmanship reached an advanced level, the depth of the sword became very deep. With most sword techniques, the trajectory can be clearly seen.

Kaang!!

He struck the knight’s helmet and decapitated the opposing knight. The decapitated knight disappeared like fog.

‘The sacred power is scattered.’

It was an opportunity. Since he had unleashed large amounts of sacred magic in succession, there would not be much room for divine power.

Havenberg Swordsmanship

– 2nd season

– Yeonhwan

Go go go go!!

The three knights in front were swept away by the sword energy and split in half at the same time.

Swords rush in from all directions, looking for an opening. Although not a single sword strike was allowed yet, Ren’s stamina was gradually decreasing.

Each swings their sword hoping for the other’s death.

The sound of rough breathing flowed through the cavity, and acrid dust and powder fluttered in the air.

Dozens of loud noises and tedious battles continue, and they do not give up until they reach each other’s breaking point.

The fights so far have always been difficult, but this time the path was different.

A fatal risk that requires pushing an opponent who cannot be killed thanks to the characteristic of divine power to the limit.

On the other hand, Ren couldn’t allow even a single fatal wound to keep this boring fight until the end.

The moment I lose concentration, even for a moment, my head flies off. They had to maintain that narrow gap and continue the battle, constantly crossing the line between life and death.

Kaang!!

Gold and blue lights intertwined and struck the precarious basement countless times.

Coo coo coo… … .

Cracks began to form on the walls of the cavity, which had reached their limit, and the number of stones falling from the ceiling began to increase noticeably.

“Whoa… … “You’re the first to push me this far.”

“I really didn’t know you would be this persistent.”

Ren finally seemed to see the end to this tedious fight.

“ha… , ha… … .”

Doukas, who was relatively weak, took a deep breath. If he had the time, he would have recovered quickly with his divine power, but the fact that he didn’t even do that was proof that he was wasting every bit of his divine power.

Ren finally felt that he had reached a turning point.

“Let’s end it now.”

“I am… , It doesn’t die.”

As the fight continues, the Pope’s desperate will for life is revealed. Did you say that before he became Pope, he was a promising cardinal leading the Holy Knights?

Even though he looked completely different from now on, the fighting spirit he showed throughout the battle seemed to be a reflection of his past.

“No, you’re dead now.”

“That’s funny… … . “Isn’t it the same for you too?”

As Doukas said, Ren’s strength has now reached its limit. Now, it was a situation where a momentary mistake could cost you your life.

The battle between the two was so fierce that the solid communal basement shook precariously.

Everything, including the ceiling and walls, has collapsed and it is now difficult to find the place it once was.

“Sigh!”

Ren, who took a step with his right foot, suddenly threw his blood sword towards the exhausted Doukas.

Doukas, who was about to spread his shield to block, changed his mind and threw his body to avoid the blood sword.

“It seems like they were trying to make me waste some of my sacred power. “It’s a shame.”

The Pope snorted, pushing back his messy bangs.

“I know that? “A cemetery needs a tombstone.”

“… … “What kind of nonsense is that all of a sudden?”

He frowned at the sound that came out of nowhere and looked at the place where the blood sword flew.

The red sword was stuck upside down next to a pile of stones and was swinging thinly, as if it had become a gravestone.

“Did you say it was the same for both of us?”

Ren grinned and raised his spiritual power.

“If you have some spare energy left, it would be better to get it out quickly.”

[Call the Soul – Havenberg Arzen]

“Because it will be more difficult to deal with from now on.”

A pile of stones and a blood sword stuck next to them. Although it was simple and awkward to be a tomb, Ren summoned the spirits of his ancestors to it.

Spiritual power being sucked away. At the same time, Ren, who staggered for a moment due to the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion, smiles after seeing the light flowing into the tomb.

– You call me from far away.

Ren was very happy to hear Havenberg’s boring voice.

I thought about the unexpected situation and saved my spiritual power until the end. Because of the distance, it may not take very long to call your ancestors, but in the current situation, it will be enough.

[Code – Havenberg Arzen]

– please.

‘It must have been quite difficult.’

As soon as Havenberg arrived at the battlefield, he immediately realized how fierce the battle was.

Ren was not in good shape, but the same was true for his opponent. As there is not much time, he grabs his first spirit and jumps straight to the ground.

“The mood has changed.”

As he muttered, he raised his divine shield to block the sword, then created a small sword in his right hand, turned the direction, and threw it.

“It’s as if I’ve been possessed by a ghost.”

The direction his sacred sword is heading is the graveyard that Ren completed with the blood sword.

He immediately figured out that the graveyard’s influence was responsible for the complete change in Ren’s mood, so he threw down his sword as if to test it.

Kaang!!

Havenberg struck down the sacred sword.

“I was just wondering… … .”

The doubt on his face turns into confidence.

“Are you the gravedigger who has caused an uproar in the central and northern continents recently?”

Things that I wasn’t sure about before because I was out of my mind gradually accumulated information and led me to a single conclusion.

A swordsman at the level of a master who uses brain skills. I’ve never heard that sculpting is that great, but now I’m almost certain.

“I can see it with my eyes.”

A golden divine power flickers in his eyes.

“That you are connected to that shabby stone tomb.”

Havenberg did not bother to answer. We only recognize that the scope of the opponent’s abilities is wider than we thought.

“I don’t know what was taken from the empty grave, but… … .”

Dukas, with his eyes wide open, squeezes out the last of his divine power and unfolds a piece of parchment with runes written on it in the air.

“If that is the measure of your conversion.”

The letters engraved there move to create a new arrangement and create another flow.

[Divine ritual magic]

A completely different type of magic than the magic used so far. Slowly flowing divine power glows above the large letters engraved in the air.

“I will take the victory in this fight!”

Weee!!

The wildly vibrating sacred power and rune words expanded greatly and poured in as if they would overwhelm Havenberg.

“If we get rid of it, even one conversion will be in vain… … !!”

An old-fashioned magic that completely erases spirit energy. The power of the past, which those who have not learned runes cannot even think about, extends from Doukas’ hands.

Havenberg’s eyes brightened.

‘It’s been a while.’

Muttering a low sentiment to himself, he takes a deep breath and slowly moves his sword.

I closed my eyes and gently swung my sword, cutting through the air. With a completely different sword than when performing Havenberg swordsmanship.

Far from being heavy, the movement of the body pushing off the ground with infinitely light steps and moving like a dance creates a new wind.

“no… … !”

Doukas’ expression hardened as if he could not believe it.

If the divine ritual magic hadn’t worked in the first place, he might have been mistaken and overlooked it.

However, Ren was directly denying the sacred ritual magic.

The divine power was blocked by his swordsmanship and was unable to spread, spinning around and collapsing.

He opened his mouth at the unbelievable sight he saw with his own eyes.

“How on earth did you do this?”

“It is a memorial service. “The sword dance danced by the priests.”

What Havenberg unfolded was a dance that priests used to dance with swords. A sword dance created not to kill enemies, but to comfort spirits and drive out evil spirits.

This was the first time Doukas had heard of this type of swordsmanship.

“… … “How do you know such sword dance?”

“I learned it firsthand.”

Havenberg told the truth, which confused Doukas even more.

There was more I wanted to ask, but Havenberg’s changed atmosphere didn’t seem to allow for more than that.

As Doukas thought, Havenberg was planning to end this fight soon.

‘I think it’s time to show it.’

Gray energy gathers in Havenberg’s first marriage, mixes with fighting spirit and turns into black energy.

‘Take a good look.’

Havenberg Swordsmanship

– 1st Big Period

– medium pressure

A powerful workforce that is created around first marriages. Doukas’ body was sucked in the direction the black blade was moving.

“Ugh!”

I urgently gather my divine power to block the blade, but it is no use. The blade, which cut off the divine power and fell to Doukas’ neck, made a low sound and stopped.

Damn!

Blood scatters into the air. Doukas’ heavy body fell down helplessly.

thud.

Red blood staining the floor. The writhing divine power eventually disperses without being able to restore the body.

[The decree is released.]

Havenberg returned to the grave.

– Go back quickly, it will collapse soon.

“yes.”

Ren pulled out the blood sword and put it in its sheath. Havenberg’s soul returns to Decaine, and Ren carves the name Koloth on the floor.

Coo coo coo coo… … .

One side of the ceiling, which had been holding on precariously, collapsed.

A large rock falls on Doukas’ body, crushing his leg and rolling away.

Who would know that the Pope, who ruled a country just a few hours ago, is now locked in a dark basement, rolling around on the floor in this miserable state?

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Ren escaped the basement, wading through the flying dust and stones.

The aftereffects of the impact seemed to have not only been felt inside, but not only the cavity where the Pope was, but all the other underground rooms shook precariously.

‘Tsk.’

There were more than one person who died because they could not avoid the rocks that collapsed in every room they passed.

Children who were addicted to drugs and couldn’t control themselves. Everyone is busy taking care of themselves, so there is no way they would have helped those who were under the influence of drugs.

Ren quickly crossed the basement and headed upward.

“Tsk.”

The entrance to the community where the children were trapped had collapsed and was blocked.

Although he had little energy and stamina left, Ren had no choice but to use his strength to break the rock blocking the entrance and go inside.

“Knight!”

Martina was there.

“Why are you here?”

“Trying to save the kids. I thought I was going to die, but I survived. phew.”

The guy’s body is shaking slightly as he takes a deep breath, pretending like nothing is wrong.

No matter how resolute your personality may be, you are still afraid of death.

Several children can be seen lying around. It appears that he was unable to avoid the falling rocks and was hit on the head, killing him instantly.

Mitana was truly lucky to survive.

“Is your leg hurt?”

“are you okay… Ugh!”

Martina forces herself to stand up in response to Ren’s question, but then falls down again. Ren immediately wrapped his arms around her and used his first energy to open a small hole in the blocked entrance on the other side.

“Go in.”

“yes.”

Martina leisurely entered the hole, followed by Ren, who struggled to get out of there.

Immediately after, Ren, carrying Martina on his shoulder again, ran down the narrow hallway.

As Ren passed through the gaping entrance of the iron cage and went up the stairs, the blue moonlight was shining on the children.

“Martina!”

“You survived! thank god!”

“Ugh! I thought you were going to die. you stupid!”

Children supporting and carrying Martina. None of them were fine, but unlike when they were inside, their expressions showed a lot of anxiety.

“thank you. Sir.”

Martina approached Ren with the support of her friend and thanked him.

Then all the children behind him bowed to Ren and awkwardly said thank you.

The faces of children who should be running around and having fun are filled with only negative emotions, such as anxiety, anxiety, and worry.

A mixture of the acrid scent of Teabako and the fishy scent of human blood flows down the collapsed stairs of the basement.

The only witnesses were the children here. If you were thinking about cleaning up the place neatly, it would have been easier to let the children here be buried in that dark basement… … .

‘Then it’s no different from the Pope.’

Evacuate the children and sort out the chaos in Seongguk. Even if the children’s location is discovered and the truth of the incident is leaked, there is nothing that can be done.

Even if it’s a little annoying, you have to pay for your decision.

“You didn’t forget what I said, right?”

“of course!”

Martina would be able to lead these children well.

Ren didn’t trust the children. Just trust your own judgment and choices.

“uh? “There’s smoke over there!”

The children’s eyes all turned to the center of the city.

Where Bastian’s palace is located.

White smoke was billowing from there.

“Are you going?”

Martina asked, holding Ren’s sleeve in a trembling voice.

“okay.”

Ren looked beyond the broken wall at the black smoke rising from the other side.

“The work isn’t over yet.”

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