I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 177

177. Final battle (final)

ㅡ Padak Padak…

Meanwhile, in the forest where the battle between Zeto and Murka was taking place, an eyeball the size of a small ball was secretly flapping its wings.

This was a low-level dark spirit of a certain demon tribe.

The owner who shared sight with the spirit was a red-horned demon called ‘Keraph’ who was one of the soldiers of the staff.

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He was also the person who assisted Murka when he dealt with those who served the ‘Nameless Ones’ in the land of the demons.

The dark spirit that was hiding among the bushes and flapping its wings was looking at Murka, who had been cut deeply in the chest by Zeto’s blow.

At first glance, it was a fatal wound.

However, in Keraf’s eyes, Murka did not look dangerous at all.

ㅡ Kkadudeuk…

Murka, who was sitting next to Albed who had collapsed on the floor, seemed to be bewitched, and an unknown…

ㅡ By far…

…Was chewing on something hard.

At the shocking sight, Keraph closed his mouth and held his breath.

‘I ate… My own people… And my colleagues…’

Homologous predation.

They broke the taboos of the demons.

After cutting off Albed’s head, Murka immediately ingested Albed’s demonic energy, and the horns where the vitality of those who had been killed by him was gathered.

Murka devoured all the horns and sucked up the vitality remaining in Albed’s body with his horn, causing Albed’s body to shrivel.

“…Whoa.”

Murka raised his head in admiration.

He was intoxicated with his newfound power, and had an ecstatic expression on his face.

It’s been awhile though.

Murka, who had been sitting down, suddenly touched the ground and screamed in pain.

“Keuuu…

At the same time as his screams, an unpleasant sound of bones breaking and flesh being torn is heard.

ㅡ Paddeuk…

ㅡ Quick…

Instantly, something huge, pitch-black, sprouted from Murka’s back, fully revealing itself.

ㅡ Flutter.

It moves.

Instantly, the membrane covering Murka’s body spread wide, and it clearly looked like ‘wings’.

‘…Wings…’

Is it natural that the black horn ate the black horn? Or was Murka already on the verge of reaching the realm?

Even Keraf had no way of knowing about him, but the important thing now is…

Just in time, a blind man hurriedly escaped from the bush and found Murka.

In response, Murka relaxedly turned his head.

The wounds on his chest had already healed, and new, unblemished flesh had sprouted.

‘The important thing now is that the blind man is no longer able to survive…’

Keraph shook his head, his eyes tightly closed.

Even though he was a demon, he was rooting for Zeto, not Murka.

I didn’t have any particular grudge against Murka.

It’s just that the power of the earth he looked at was strangely similar to the power of the being he regarded as an ‘ideal’.

Keraph learned quite a lot about him while investigating the ‘nameless one’ under the order of his staff.

It was known that other ordinary demons were sentenced to record destruction and all of his records were erased, but his records remained.

However, he could not know everything.

Especially, I couldn’t figure out the name at all.

This is the information Keraf has found out about the ‘nameless one’ so far.

A demonic male with black hair.

It is said that he dealt with the power of the dark spirit, especially Shade, the upper-class spirit of shadow.

It is known that not only his power to deal with spirits, but also his swordsmanship was very good… It is a swordsmanship that holds the sword in reverse, which is rare among swordsmanship.

I don’t know what kind of unique method it has… Even if I just combined the information so far, it was quite similar.

The blind man and the horse tilted their heads at Murka over there.

Although the difference between being a blind man and being a human, not a demon… I wonder if it’s the blind man who should truly be called the second coming of the nameless.

Keraph thought carefully.

Keraph, who quite liked the ideals and the will of the Nameless One, was concerned.

I wonder if that blind man will die at this rate.

In the first place, demons with ‘wings’ have a different level of power from normal demons.

Most of the demons don’t even know the existence of wings because they don’t have a chance to see the high one, but they would die while chasing only the black horns, but the sky existed above the sky.

Keraph had been seen before.

Another demon with wings.

This is because, unexpectedly, Keraf was a talented person whom the staff quite cherished.

‘Not on the same level as the Chief of Staff…’

The corps commander’s young right-hand man had just sprouted wings.

But that alone…

Soon, Murka raised her hand towards Zeto and shouted.

“…Spirals.”

A telekinesis spell directed at Zeto’s left arm as he was re-adjusting the bandage.

The range was not as wide as before.

However, it was so fast that it was difficult to react.

ㅡ Kwadeudeuk!!

…Has a different level of power.

***

“Huh… Heh…”

Hidden behind his old tree, Jetto was barely breathing out his chin.

The situation wasn’t too bad.

I never thought I would prey on my comrades, Albed.

‘As expected… I should have stopped breathing then.’

This was completely unexpected even for Zeto, who was confident that he knew Murka quite well.

It was Jeto who felt that the mastery of Chapter 3 was regrettable, but in fact, Jeto’s influence was great for Murka to make such a choice.

Thanks to his actions, rumors spread that the ‘nameless one’ had appeared, and even Murka, who was not interested in it, had no choice but to learn more about the demons who broke the taboo of eating their own people, who were trying to become the demon king. It’s to blame.

Murka made the decision to prey on his own kind in a desperate situation where he was in danger of losing his life.

However, in order to save his comrades, with the ‘Nameless One’ who preyed on his enemies in order to break the bonds of evil and the deep-rooted original sin of the demons.

Though the case of Murka, who preyed on ‘comrades’ to win the immediate battle by obtaining strong power and causing variables to continue the lifeline, was a completely different case.

Anyway, the situation where wings sprouted from Murka’s back.

Jeto also knew about demons with wings.

At least at this time, it wasn’t an opponent worth dealing with.

They only appear in the latter half of the ‘story’ he knew.

Zetto was unable to use his strength against Murka, who had grown several times stronger with wings.

One of the reasons was that Murka became stronger, but more than anything…

“Kuh…”

Jetto held his breath, barely holding back the moans that leaked out of his mouth.

… Lost his left arm.

His left arm, which was in excruciating pain, was severely torn off.

As a result, the body’s center of gravity was disturbed, so it was unable to exert its full strength.

The situation was not good enough to say that it was fortunate that he did not lose his right arm that handles the sword.

What should I do?

Is it too much for ‘this time’?

I need to kill Murka.

The moment Jeto was thinking about that.

“Kerung…!”

Suddenly, Shady, who was at Jeto’s feet, spoke out.

Jetto looked at Shady.

Shady was looking intently at Jeto’s left arm with a very serious look in her eyes.

Although it was a sealing drink, Zeto was the owner of it, so he could understand its meaning.

Shady was saying that he would serve as the amputated left arm.

‘Is it really like that…?’

Regardless of whether or not it works.

When I read Shady’s thoughts, this was no different from ‘representation’. It was an act of making the spirit ‘real’.

“Is it there?”

Soon, Murka’s voice came from the other side.

ㅡ Kwaaeng!!!!!!

With an immediate roar, the old tree where Jeto was hiding shattered. He didn’t even give Zeto a chance to think.

Thought Zeto, who had managed to avoid Murka’s telekinesis magic by rolling on the ground.

‘The barrier has been broken by lightning for a long time… Eisel must be running here.’

When Eisel, who ran frantically, met Murka with her wings attached, there was nothing more to see after that.

‘She lost her arm…’

Using Shady should be able to solve this problem, but it will be physically taxing.

Roll and roll on the floor.

After a while, Zeto thought as he lay down looking up at the sky.

‘Let’s just… Die.’

Jetto wasn’t thinking about death easily either.

He tried his best to live on his own, but… More than this was the limit.

Having judged that, Jeto reached out to Shady.

ㅡChi-Chi-Chi…

As if she had waited, Shady attached to his body, and soon settled on his left arm in the empty space. The black liquid wriggled and formed the shape of an arm.

ㅡ Kkudeuk…

Soon, Zeto came to have his black left arm, which was not human but was ugly and grotesque.

Unlike Shady, who was just fluffy and cute, her visual was quite disgusting, so even for a moment, Jeto’s eyebrows were furrowed.

“Keuugh…!!”

Jetto, whose life force was sucked out by Shady, coughed up his blood and vomited it out.

Zetto vomited so much blood that his life was overtaken even by pretending.

Stop stumbling around and reach for a wooden pole next to you to come to your senses.

He then calmly wiped his mouth and looked around at Shady, who had become his left arm, and had such a question for no reason.

‘I wonder if the arm will regenerate when resurrected… Well, if it doesn’t work, I can’t help it.’

After erasing the light doubt, Jeto raises his left hand, and following his hand, the already dark forest is completely submerged in a pitch-black shadow.

Soon, a huge black dome-shaped barrier settles in the forest.

There are only Zeto and Murka in the barrier.

Shortly, Murka, who was approaching the place where the barrier stretched out, saw Zeto standing in the woods with his hideous left arm growing out.

“…”

Murka, who had been tilting her head, opened her mouth as she approached Jeto.

“…Are you saying you’re still human?”

To this, Jetto replied with a light smile.

“Human. No matter where you look… They’re demons, right?”

Just like that, the final battle to defy fate has begun.

***

‘What’s going on inside…’

What is going on?

A jet-black barrier suddenly enveloped the entire forest.

I put my hand on the barrier, but I leaned my head against it.

It must have been a barrier created by demons.

That’s also true, in the barrier, I could feel the ominous energy that is commonly felt from demons.

At least this time.

On this day, of course.

They were the only demons that could appear around me.

Murka is in here.

It’s the first time I’ve seen a barrier like this since returning, but at least it was certain.

I was convinced of that.

Then… Who’s dealing with Murka in here?

I wonder if they ran into an unknown strongman passing by while chasing me.

I tried to think of those thoughts over and over again, but I couldn’t get rid of the sudden feeling of anxiety.

The ominous energy of this barrier.

It’s because it felt like it wasn’t unfamiliar somehow.

I can’t do that.

It must be because of my mood.

Jetoga.

Why does Jeto come to mind?

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That makes no sense.

I pushed his chest directly with my hand, and I confirmed it with my own two eyes.

The fact that Zeto fell through the gap in the demon realm.

However, for some reason, Zeto might exist inside this barrier… Such absurd thoughts continued to eat into my head.

It’s because I became anxious.

Because I was with Jeto on the way.

It’s also a day, and it’s clear that he became anxious because he thought about the previous episode.

I was with him this time too.

There was no raid like last time, but…

It wasn’t Zeto’s fault.

I believed that.

Of course, I couldn’t be sure.

Because Zeto has many secrets.

It won’t be strange no matter what kind of power you have.

But not now.

ㅡ Kwang!!

I hit the barrier.

I immediately tried pouring lightning magic using the thunderbolt spear, but to no avail.

I raised the corner of my mouth while groping for the motionless barrier.

I thought so.

Yes. Could there be an assistant who stopped their attack?

There was an assistant that I didn’t even know existed.

That helper used the saintess to kill Zagoras… Now he’s fighting Murka on my behalf.

ㅡ Kwang!!

ㅡQuaang!!!

I continued to beat the barrier.

I wanted to deny it.

This nightmare that pops up in my head right now.

“That can’t be…”

In the end, my legs gave out and I sat down on the floor.

Suddenly, the day was bright.

The sunlight that had emerged before I knew it was filtering through the trees and leaves.

It’s the same as back then.

No.

Not yet.

I couldn’t even fight them.

Because I haven’t killed Murka yet.

A nightmare.

It was reviving.

I hung my head and denied reality.

How much time had passed like that?

The barrier, which had been unblemished by my attack, suddenly began to flow like a liquid.

ㅡPaang!!

Soon after that, the barrier completely bursts.

ㅡ Shoot ah…

Unknown black rain pours down, forming a barrier.

Soon, the situation inside the barrier, the hidden forest, will be revealed in front of your eyes.

Due to the rough fighting, all the trees around were broken, making it clear who was doing what and where.

The first thing that caught my eye.

It was Albed’s head, which had been cut off and was rolling on the floor.

I continued through the forest.

“…”

Soon, the back of the demon with white long hair and black horns, which is presumed to be Murka, is captured in the eyes.

It had strangely shaped ‘wings’ on its back, but it was the first time I had seen it.

“Oh…”

Suddenly, Murka’s neck tilted.

But only the neck tilted.

I didn’t even have time to feel the fear.

Murka’s severed head falls to the floor, and before long his entire body collapses.

ㅡ Fluffy.

It was only then that I could see a man standing in front of Murka.

“Ah… Ah…”

For some reason, the proper words didn’t come out of my mouth.

It felt like I forgot the language because of the crushing headache.

“Ahhh…!”

You.

You’re not supposed to come out of here.

My hair is white

My breathing quickens.

My chest felt stuffy.

I couldn’t stand it any longer.

It was Jeto.

Zeto is supposed to be in the gap in the demon realm.

A blind bird who should be kept in a cage.

Why am I here?

I didn’t know why, but it didn’t matter.

I stared at Jeto who was staggering with a devastated face.

There was a hole in the abdomen of Jeto, who had become a wreck and his left arm was not visible.

I could tell without even getting close.

Jetto was dying.