136. Titanomachia (2)
“I will cast a spell so you can fly, my job is to defend you. Also, I will create an opening for the giant, so I want you to use that time to retrieve the holy sword. “They won’t target us right now, but if they catch you retrieving the Holy Sword, they will attack us intensively from then on, so keep that in mind.”
Right now, the giant is preoccupied with Clen, but if she senses that the Holy Sword is being retrieved, the Queen will naturally try to stop Arcel.
“I understand what you mean. But I still want you to know, at least in a simple way, how to retrieve the Holy Sword. “I’m not familiar with magic, so I don’t know much about it.”
“You have a good attitude to learn. “I’ve never used a holy sword before, so it’s hard to say for sure, but…”
Alfred once again uses explosive magic towards the giant’s right hand.
Kwaang!!!
The flames engulfed the giant’s hand, and when the smoke cleared, the white bones were revealed again.
“Feel the power of the holy sword over there, and if you get close, the holy sword will probably react to the hero’s power.”
“After that-“
“You pull it out, just like when you first pulled out the holy sword.”
All heroic stories of heroes begin from the moment the holy sword is drawn.
And the hero’s heroic story comes to an end when he lets go of the holy sword.
Whether it was your own will or you were forced to say it.
“If you find a place with strong light, there will probably be a holy sword nearby. It’s best to find it quickly before the giant regenerates.”
“Okay, then I’ll go.”
According to Alfred’s words, Arcel approached the giant’s bones to pull out the holy sword.
Cow-!!!
Clen and I exchanged large and small attacks with each other, causing our arms to keep moving, but fortunately, thanks to Alfred’s magic, we were able to fly in the sky, so we were able to easily chase him down.
‘Alfred said that where there is light, there is the holy sword.’
Attach the body to the bone and examine it calmly.
The place where the light appears most intensely on the giant’s right hand is in the very center, where the middle finger and palm meet.
Arcel investigated the place intensively.
However, the light only shined intensely, and the holy sword that Alfred spoke of was not visible.
‘There is no holy sword. To be precise, I can feel the energy of the holy sword here, so what happened?’
In the end, the giant begins to regenerate again.
Even if all of its bones are exposed, a giant will easily regenerate.
Arsel had no choice but to step away from the giant for a moment and this time take out the holy sword himself.
It is certain that there is a holy sword, as Alfred said.
However, since it is invisible, its exact location cannot be known, and since its location is not known, it cannot be pulled out.
It seemed like the Holy Sword had been absorbed by the giant in the first place, but is it possible to extract it?
“Don’t think too hard! Remember when you first pulled out the holy sword! “Where did you find that holy sword, and how did you find it and extract it!”
While blocking the giant’s attack with Clen, Alfred told Arcel to look back on the past.
‘Is this when I first pulled out the holy sword?’
The past has now become a nostalgic memory.
A long time ago, when he was chosen by God to become a warrior, to prove it, Arcel himself was taken to a forest with few people and no one even knows where it is.
Cold, dark, and lonely.
In a fictional forest without even small wild animals, Arcel could not return until he found the holy sword.
In a forest with only trees, Arcel had to find the holy sword.
Because that is one’s destiny and the first step on the path to move forward.
‘That’s difficult advice.’
Arsel began to gather magical power into the holy sword.
At that time, he wandered through the forest for several days looking for a holy sword that he did not know what it looked like or where it was.
He managed to fill his hungry stomach by eating fruits from small trees, and barely moistened his burning throat with the morning dew.
Still, he couldn’t find the holy sword.
He wandered around the forest, which he had no idea how wide it was, until he fell, but even after a day, two days, and a week, he was unable to find the holy sword.
In the end, I collapsed from exhaustion.
It was truly unfair.
Why is it that he is the chosen hero, but he can’t even look at it, let alone draw the holy sword?
Why can’t he find the holy sword?
Even if he is not a true hero, he should at least be given a chance to draw the holy sword.
Such doubts and distrust of himself arose, and he had given up on everything and was dying in the forest.
‘I’m not sure what I did back then either.’
He didn’t know what he was thinking or what he was hoping for.
With a clouded consciousness, he stretched out his hand in front of him.
It seems that he prayed earnestly.
I hope that the holy sword will be given to him so that he can prove that he is a hero.
May you bring peace to the world with the holy sword you hold in your hand.
Arsel just hoped and prayed for that.
He earnestly prayed that no more people would suffer due to war, and he vowed to bear that weight himself.
Slap!
Then, a blue and beautiful sword was held in his hand, with a weight that had never been seen before.
That’s right.
The Holy Sword was not in the forest from the beginning.
This forest was just an opportunity, but the warrior’s holy sword that Arcel desperately wanted was with him from the beginning.
However, he did not know how to hold the holy sword in his hand.
But now, because Arcel needed it and desperately wanted it, the holy sword appeared in response to the call.
‘Please answer my call.’
When Arcel put enough magical power into Mystel, a light reminiscent of the Milky Way appeared.
A sea of stars illuminating the distant night sky.
The blue star’s rays surrounded the holy sword.
The light was not meant to cut down or defeat the giant.
The light of the holy sword is to summon another holy sword.
In the distant past, those who took on the same fate as themselves and went on a pilgrimage for the future.
Those who willingly gave up their lives for people they did not know and became martyrs for those who will move forward in the future.
Meditating on them, Arcel prayed that they would once again reach out for the future.
“…Alfred, step aside. “You are a demon, so you may be affected by the light of the holy sword.”
“Huh? Okay.”
Arsel rushed towards the giant’s arm while holding Mystel.
It did not contain a lot of magical power.
Anyway, giants regenerate even if they are hit.
Furthermore, the bones of the giant that Alfred summoned are so durable that they are unnecessarily excessive, so even if you pour in ordinary magic power, you cannot gain any meaningful time.
‘Mistel, let’s think of this fight as our last fight. So, I’m showing everything here.’
But it was different if you were targeting joints.
No matter how strong the bones are, the joints that connect them are bound to be relatively weak.
Arsel cuts off the giant’s shoulder.
Chaaa-!!!
Intense blue light split the giant’s shoulder.
An attack targeting the joints of the shoulder and arm. As Arcel expected, the giant was strong in other parts, but his joints seemed to be relatively weak.
Because of this, the giant’s arm fell to the ground with a loud noise.
‘No matter how good your regenerative ability is, it will take time to regenerate your arm.’
The next steps are simple.
Once again, concentrate the minimum amount of magical power on the tip of Mistel.
That giant has a total of 7 holy swords.
Considering that all the holy swords must be disposed of, maximum efficiency must be achieved with the minimum amount of magical power.
“Alfred! Once again, the hand of a giant…!”
“Yes! “He does well on his own even without any help!”
As if Alfred had been waiting, he created a huge sphere of flame above his head.
I think it’s a bit excessive, but the giant’s hands are already bigger than most houses, so it’s okay.
A blazing little sun-like flame strikes the giant’s hand.
In an instant, the outer skin turns to ashes, and the pure white bones with black veins sprouting are revealed once again.
“It’s hot, so be careful not to get burned!”
As soon as the flames disappear, Arcel falls towards the giant’s hand, this time holding his sword backwards.
The holy sword is still not visible in the giant’s hand.
But where the brightest light was visible, he pointed towards the part that had the same energy as him.
Kwajik-!
And what kind of sound is that heard now?
It is not the sound of bones breaking.
It was like the sound of steel breaking.
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Above all, Arcel’s holy sword pierced the bone sharply and fiercely without even cracking, so there is only one identity for the sound I just heard.
“Oh! Success! “It’s a little extreme, though!”
Alfred, who understood the situation, smiled brightly and said.
According to Alfred’s words, Arcel succeeded in removing the holy sword from the giant’s right hand.
Light green particles leak out from the giant’s hand.
To be exact, the holy sword Mystel broke the blade of another holy sword, making it no longer possible to use the holy sword’s abilities.
The holy sword had already been absorbed by the giant and its substance no longer remained, but Arcel used the power of the chosen hero to create a new substance and destroy it.
‘Rest in peace now.’
As Arcel looked at the broken remains of the Holy Sword, he closed his eyes for a moment and wished good-bye to those who had left.
For a long time, the Holy Sword still remained in this world for the future.
I don’t know how long it was.
But at least it was time for liberation.
The act of relying on being a warrior to abuse that power and manipulate it as one pleases must be eradicated here.
“…?”
But what is this?
Pajik!
Particles of light leaked out from the broken remains of the Holy Sword and began to be contained in Arcel’s Holy Sword.
Originally, it is normal for magic power to naturally disperse when the central core is lost, but strangely, the magic power contained in the holy sword did not disperse, but was all absorbed into Arcel’s holy sword.
“This is-“
Is it because of that?
The Holy Sword shines even brighter than before.
Also, the light did not become stronger simply by absorbing magical energy; I felt that my exhausted stamina and consumed magical energy were also gradually recovering, albeit slightly.
-We can do it! Even if we fall to the devil here, those who carry on the future will carry on the will we came forward with! So take courage!
Furthermore, a voice I have heard for the first time appears in my head, and the image of an unknown hero fighting against the devil with his colleagues seems like a fantasy.
The hero was holding a holy sword that had the same light as the holy sword that Arcel had just liberated.
-The devil! Although we are still weaker than you, in the future there will be people with power beyond you. So wait! We will bring salvation to this world and end this false peace!
The hero bravely faced the devil.
Even though I knew that I could not win, I did not lose courage until the end and held on to the holy sword.
Unfortunately, he was eventually defeated by the Demon King…
No one could ever dishonor his sacrifice.
In fact, the light he sent for the future has continued to be strong until now.
†††
“…It’s been a long time. Was that kid definitely the first hero to face the Demon King?”
The person who looked down on everything on earth smiles happily.
That also happened quite a long time ago.
Until then, many warriors disappeared or died before reaching the Demon King, but that boy was the first to succeed in meeting the Demon King.
Although unfortunately he was defeated by the Demon King’s overwhelming power, the information and journal about the Demons that he left until the last moment were of great help to future warriors.
From then on, although it was definitely difficult, little by little the hero was able to reach the demon king, and in the end, a hero appeared who defeated the demon king, so his sacrifice was definitely not in vain.
“The power given to the holy sword itself was not particularly great. “You managed to do it.”
The power given to the holy sword ‘Blade’ was courage.
The power that allows the warrior himself, as well as those who fight alongside him, to fight bravely without being intimidated by fear.
The power to bravely take the lead no matter how powerful the opponent is is contained in that holy sword.
“Then all that’s left now is a total of six bags. And it doesn’t end simply by liberating the Holy Sword.”
Now the end of fate has begun to appear.
“…Can you really become the last hero?”
It was all in her hands whether this false fate would be repeated again, or whether she would escape fate and move on to a new path.