I Became a Madman in the Game chapter 57

I Became a Madman in the Game 57

Episode. 20 Origins (1)

Everyone called the boy crazy.

It was only natural that the boy was looking for death.

Wandering around the continent, he fought countless monsters, and he went to a proud samurai and thrust his sword into the knights.

A boy from humble origins who had never learned a proper swordsmanship was like a madman.

But he wasn’t really crazy.

“If I die, that’s the end of me.”

“If you survive, you will have grown up.”

I just had a unique belief.

He didn’t like fighting the weak.

I only rushed at opponents who were at a much higher level than me.

First goblin.

Then Oak.

And then a knight of the samurai family.

The boy had been nearly killed by goblins three times, and had stepped on death’s door dozens of times to bring down an orc.

But strangely, he didn’t die.

As if the boy’s life shouldn’t end here, he continued somehow.

When I fought hundreds of times like that and went through life and death hundreds of times. When you have an opponent you absolutely want to jump over.

A star was clutched in his hand, which had become a young man before he knew it.

When I stopped the vicious Orc Warchief alone, I had two swords.

At the time of splitting the magic spread by the mighty wizard’s army, there were three swords.

As if the sky did not want his death, a star was sent down at every critical moment.

On the contrary, the boy threw himself into danger and obtained the star as if he wanted death.

When his number of stars reached 8, he finally rose to the rank of the strongest.

“It is too high for you.”

“How the hell did you even get here?”

The genius who had given him a crushing defeat long ago asked.

In front of the genius, a young man collapsed covered in blood.

“Infernal talent.”

“A native of vomit.”

“I made a swordsmanship for true transcendence, not bound by such things.”

The young man murmured with the sound of boiling blood.

Reaching the limit, I held on to my trembling body and stood up again.

“Look.”

“Didn’t you cross the limit once again like this?”

The ninth star was shining splendidly beside him as he stood up on his feet.

“… … .”

The genius looked at the young man.

He was obviously so insignificant that even his memory was vague.

He became so strong that he came back to himself.

There was a ripple in the genius’ dry emotions.

How can you not be shy?

That another person came up to the peak of loneliness.

“I won’t call you the Sword Saint.”

“Under the sky, only I, Geomwang, will be able to compete with you.”

The two strongest collided.

◈ ◈ ◈

Geomwang is the first head of Battenberg.

And the swordsman was his only match.

The second transcendentalist who eventually reached transcendence beyond the pinnacle by handling the twelve stars.

“Balak got one thing wrong.”

Richard muttered as he looked down at the throbbing stigma.

There was a strange heat in the breath he was breathing.

“The important thing in drawing out the power of the stars is not talent.”

Of course, the talent of the first swordsman was never shallow.

At least, it was the talent of a top-notch knight.

Didn’t the imprint of the test also require ‘qualities’ in the first place?

What is really needed is a temper to risk one’s life against an overwhelming opponent.

And a firm belief that you will win in the end.

Seonghyeon, who had the will of the first swordsman, wanted something like that.

He urged the successor to walk the same path as himself and endlessly face the limits.

Originally, such a reckless challenge did not suit Richard’s temperament.

I really wanted to decline the fact that I had to go through the trouble of buying it.

However, he was imprinted on Balak even though he knew everything.

Because the closer you get to death, the stronger you become.

“Give up, do it… … Yes, guys, is… … me… … This can be long… … does not exist… … .”

“In the end, I win everything.”

Richard quietly replied to Count Feuir’s voice.

It was the first swordsman’s habit of watching over the monitor.

Ironically, stigma trembled as if in response to those words.

“Aaron.”

“Yes, Bocchan.”

“Is it still worth doing?”

“You can do it all day.”

Aaron pretended to be fine and bluffed.

Richard nodded at that figure and raised his star again.

Beads of sweat ran down his cheeks.

Having thrown off his crown, Richard could no longer keep his cool.

The fear I had suppressed lifted my head, and my body stiffened at the killing spree of the monster in front of me.

Kwak-!

In an instant, the count’s sword struck the star.

I was barely able to block it thanks to Aaron rushing like a thunderbolt and creating a gap.

“In the end, I’ll win… … !”

Richard, who had been pushed back by the powerful blow, murmured.

At this moment, as if he had become the first swordsman, he no longer assumed death.

I was really brainwashed into thinking that I would win.

“Suck!”

Richard’s star, which had spurred the ground, flew toward the Count’s neck.

Count Poyr lowered his stance to avoid it and drew his sword horizontally once.

Pooh-!

The aftermath of that light swing was not insignificant.

The slash that escaped the tip of the sword cut the bodies of Aaron and Richard, who had stepped back.

“Oh, no!”

The knights watching the fight shuddered.

But they couldn’t get out yet.

The fighting spirit burning in the eyes of the youngest master and his direct knight was still the same.

With this in mind, the two demons started attacking again.

Stars and spears were fiercely swung at the Count.

“Ha, okay… … !”

The count’s sword moved as the attack was divided into left and right sides.

Kagaga River-!

In an instant, the stars, spears, and swords collided several times.

Fireworks that bloomed when arms and arms met flew in all directions.

A series of attacks and defenses that ordinary people cannot follow.

bang!

In the storm of blades, a fist struck the earl’s armor.

It was Richard’s fist full of miasma.

“dare!”

The count’s furious swordsmanship aimed at Richard’s head.

『Super concentration speciality? activate.”

Trance.

Richard’s watch slowed down.

In a world that seemed to have stopped, only the count’s sword was stabbing rapidly.

Richard’s eyes widened, and he bent his head with all his might.

He sighed and blood spurted from his cheeks.

“Nom!”

The Count grunted and kicked him.

Richard couldn’t dodge this time and flew away spitting out handfuls of blood.

It was then.

A spear wrapped in a purple aura aimed at the count’s forehead.

The Count thought he could block this attack even with his eyes closed.

Kwajik-!

Strangely, however, half of the Count’s face had been ripped off.

Had he not twisted his head at the end, it would have been a dangerous blow on the final day.

how the hell

I swung my sword and twisted the spear’s path.

The Count’s one remaining eye twitched.

Aaron stabbed the spear again.

Get a card!

He removed the straight spearhead with his sword.

This time it was clearly twisted.

However, a strange thing happened.

The purple aura that wrapped around the spear shot out like a snake aiming for prey.

The end of it is the count’s shoulder.

Kwajik!

That ferocious aura pierced through the shoulder like chewing through the armor and disappearing.

“sh*t!”

Aaron took a breath.

There was no strength in the hand holding the spear, and there was no more ability to maintain the aura.

A knight like limbs that will surely pierce the enemy the lord desires.

The appearance of the knight Richard wanted, as he had heard about leaving the Devil’s Land and heading for the Hobson Mountains.

The statue of a knight who became Aaron’s target after that.

But it was still far away.

With just two stabs, there’s no energy left.

A look of despair appeared on his face.

“Quite a bit, that’s it… … .”

The Count expressed a brief exclamation.

Few spearmen could deliver such a fatal wound to a sword master.

If he had grown a little longer, he would have been able to use a spear that no one could block.

Riding the sword, demonic energy surged.

The black-stained sword fell straight down on Aaron.

Kwaaang-!

A riot rang out.

Richard, standing in front of Aaron before he knew it, blocked his sword.

The star struggling with strength trembled without rest.

“Now it is my turn.”

A thick miasma shone in Richard’s eyes.

The pain of the stigmata, which continued to bother my nerves, disappeared like a lie.

『Two Sword Stars – Activated.』

Then, a second star appeared behind Richard’s back.

Like a lie, vitality permeated his tired body.

Kwak-!

◈ ◈ ◈

[Leave all doubts]

[When you believe, you will gain light]

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The singing voice of the devotees echoed continuously.

The battle has come to an end.

The undead that had flocked in pitch black showed an end before they knew it, and the body and neck of the Corps of the Dead, who had fought a fierce battle with the 1st Knights, were separated.

All that remains is Count Feuir.

“Aagh!”

The dead who lost all of their men exploded in rage.

I need to kill those nasty bastards right now.

You have to take the kingdom back from the monsters.

The disgusting monster in front of me radiated a disgusting light and bitten.

After adding one more light, it became even more disgusting.

fast, strong

The light as bright as the sun was rampant like that of midsummer.

Kwak-!

A sword and a star, the two collided.

Even though it was obviously blocked, the wave of light swept over the count.

Unpleasant. The Count swung his sword with all his might.

Blood gushed from the monster’s body.

but did not die

Quaang, Quaang-!

The monster with two stars in each hand attacked like mad.

As if it didn’t matter where on my body or how much I was cut off, all of my ignorant attacks.

A count could have killed him, and of course he tried to do so.

But why doesn’t it die?

Why do the attacks keep missing?

If it aimed at the neck, it cut the shoulder, and if it tried to cut off the arm, it stopped at the line of cutting the outer skin.

The Count could not comprehend the current situation.

“I’ve been exposed to this much faith, haven’t you noticed yet?”

The disgusting monster stopped attacking and spoke.

“Look at what you are like.”

“what… … So, Lee… … .”

The Count stopped talking.

For some reason, it looked like his hands had rotted away.

“The monster is not us.”

A disgusting corpse came to the count.

“It’s you, Count Feuir.”

“… … !”

The moment I heard that, the terrible monster that had been bothering me all along returned to its original form.

It is nonsense.

The Count looked down at his body with trembling eyes.

The armor I used to wear.

A precious sword that was treated with care.

Extremely trained body.

everything was as it was.

also.

That monster just played with its wicked tongue.

Just like a filthy undead, he used strange spells.

“Laugh, Gee… … Mara… … !”

The Death Knight howled ferociously.

I am this way, you are that way.

The sword that was swirling with demons stretched out towards Richard.

The tip of the sword advanced as if it were going to pierce the middle of the forehead, but stopped just before it stopped.

“Look at that. You don’t kill me because you know.”

it’s not killing

couldn’t kill

I couldn’t extend my sword any longer.

The body refused to kill the monster in front of it.

Break-!

A star of disgusting light split the hard body of the count.

Blood splattered in all directions from the open wound.

It was strange.

It must have been the blood of the living that flowed through his body, but it was pitch black.

There was no pain to be felt.

“Listen.”

The young man who was a monster spoke calmly.

A beautiful song was heard in the Count’s ears.

[He who is dyed blacker than ink]

[The lantern will restore your color]

[O gloomy soul]

[Sin no more]

[Because you were great and splendid]

Just a moment ago, it was the howling of terrible monsters.

Obviously it was, but why?

Tears flowed from dead eyes.

Slow-!

A brilliant star split his body once again.

Holy energy shook the count’s soul.

“Look around you.”

The Count blankly turned his head.

The monsters that had killed all the knights of the Poir family were nowhere to be found.

Instead, there were only knights who fought bravely against monsters and won.

“ah… … Ahh… … .”

The soldiers who took off their feet to reclaim the kingdom were terrible undead.

The people he led were all undead.

He looked at me again with trembling eyes.

The cracked armor revealed flesh infested with maggots.

Black blood gushed out there.

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