Chapter 286. Hero (7)
‘The gap is not as big as I thought.’
After exchanging money with the traveler a couple of times, it was an impression that passed through Hurt Locker’s mind.
As agreed in advance, Hurt Locker’s position was to block Mine’s spell development and escape.
Use the freely movable black river powder to make it difficult for the traveler to escape, or make it difficult for the traveler to escape by tenaciously guarding the traveler’s rear.
As a result, the party naturally surrounded and attacked the Mine Traveler.
The fight was in a position to push the traveler from this side.
It was definitely harder to deal with than a madman with no weapons and no arms, but-
“Kuh. Is it a barrier again?”
“If you twist it, you can bring a mage too!”
Thanks to the support of the two wizards, it was rather easier than the madman’s opponent.
Even in the position where three people surrounded and attacked from all sides, since the devil’s physical ability was superior, he had no choice but to give the timing for a counterattack at least once.
However, every time that happened, the barrier was exquisitely interfered with, and the traveler could not even attempt a single counterattack and was only beaten in succession.
If by chance you escaped the encirclement and moved far away from the three swordsmen, a huge pillar of flame would erupt and block the traveler’s path.
‘This is the power of humans? It’s as if you’re dealing with an army.’
While holding up the sword whose teeth had been knocked out before anyone knew it, the traveler let out a rough breath.
I’ve never had such a tough fight against a human before.
After the number of demons was reduced to less than 10, the strength of humans was to the point of being ignored, saying that it was like that of a weak insect.
But to think I had to struggle like this against three swordsmen supported by only one or two mages.
A traveler who never dreamed that he was dealing with the continent’s best swordsmen, assassins, and wizards.
“The durability of the sword has run out! If you push a little, you can win!”
Trie shouted as she shot out.
Her stamina had already run out and her body was showing her limits.
That’s probably the same for everyone.
But I couldn’t reveal it to the enemy.
Trying to cheer her up, trick her own body, Trier screamed even louder.
“Ah. I told you not to take this out…”
At that moment, Hurt Locker looked at the traveler’s eyes and trembled.
At first, I thought that travelers were pretending to be relaxed in a disadvantageous situation.
But as he threw the toothless sword at Trier and moved his hand into the empty air, he realized why the traveler was so relaxed.
“Durandal?!”
A purple light shimmered at the traveler’s fingertips.
A legendary sword that confined a vast amount of power that could split dimensions.
It was Durandal’s power.
“Stand back everyone!!!”
The Hurt Locker’s shouts rang out.
Then a sword was caught in the Traveler’s hand and pulled out of thin air-
Kwaguawang!
Purple flashes scattered in all directions.
Three people who instinctively shrank their bodies hurriedly raised their heads and were shocked.
Kurrureung·······!
There was a huge crack in the surrounding buildings.
It was a clean crack at the height of a person’s neck.
Soon, dust rose from the surrounding area and all the buildings began to collapse.
If it was a little too late, my neck would have been caught among the things collapsing.
Trier stroked his neck and broke into a cold sweat.
‘It’s not magic. There is no time difference at all when shooting.’
It’s possible to scatter beams of destruction that cut down buildings with the power of a demon’s arms.
With a weapon like that, there was absolutely no way a human body could compete against it.
I was in a situation where I was trying to keep my nerves in check to keep the magic from pouring out with the demon’s magic, but it only got worse.
If we do not retreat, we will be annihilated.
But if you retreat, the traveler will immediately join the Mine Tilpitz in a pincer attack on Schluss.
If that happens, Schluss will surely die this time.
Not only will it break your heart, but it will turn your body into powder.
“A dog-like guy…”
A guy like that is the hope of mankind.
I have to keep him alive no matter what.
The Hurt Locker was staring straight at the traveler’s sword with his teeth clenched.
I made up my mind.
“Stand back everyone! I’ll hold the Traveler to myself until Schluss Heinkel comes to assist!”
“What?!”
“f*ck it all, you f*cking bastards! If you die, the weak Schluse Heinkel’s mentality will be broken!”
“·······.”
Even if I die, Schluss Heinkel will only let out a sigh, saying that he has lost a valuable tool.
Tears never shed.
However, Schluss Heinkel, whose mental strength is still weak even after becoming a demon, will squirm like an idiot when that green-haired swordsman or boundary magician dies.
Then you will miss the time for revenge.
So it was right for me to stay here alone.
No matter how much power Durandal has, it’s probably not infinite.
Such an unreasonable attack would be over after three or four blows at most.
“aaah!”
Hurt Locker roared and lunged at the traveler with a dagger in his right hand.
It was only then that I felt like I knew why Triae had been screaming evil while draining her stamina.
Only like this was I able to overcome my fear.
Hurlocker’s eyes closely followed the traveler’s shoulders, arms, and leg muscles.
It wasn’t too difficult to predict where the attack would come from just with that squirm.
However, there was a different problem.
Even if you knew the trajectory of the attack, the speed was so fast that your body couldn’t keep up.
Quang!
A purple light flashed past Hurtlocker’s ears.
The building that was left half-destroyed in the back split in half in an instant.
However, the Hurt Locker, whose stance was completely broken while evading the attack-
“It’s over.”
“·······!”
Before he knew it, he found himself stumbling helplessly in front of the traveler with his sword raised above his head.
Die. Undoubtedly.
You only bought about 3 seconds of your time by shouting so loudly.
The moment he closed his eyes tight at the thought, Hurt Locker’s eyes widened.
Aiming for the traveler’s back, a flash of yellow light flew in.
“Kuh, you’re being annoying!”
The captain of the Imperial Knights and Trier were attacking the Traveler’s back.
The moment the traveler who destroyed Trier’s flash spell with a single gesture turned around and swung his greatsword-
“Billion?!”
The upper body of the Imperial Knight Commander was cut off and he fell forward.
Next was Triae.
Before Hurt Locker could get back on his feet and run away, Durandal’s sword pointed straight at Trier, and a purple light began to flash.
“This is why I don’t have disciples…”
Feeling death, Trier closed his eyes tightly.
The traveler thrust out his sword with all his might.
“Huh?”
“Are you…?”
A black shadow fell on the traveler’s face.
A man with a huge body was standing in front of him before he knew it.
The man with Durandal stuck in his stomach.
Durandal’s power, which was about to emit light at any moment, was being sucked out while eroding the man’s body in purple light.
Recognizing the man’s face, the traveler let out a sigh.
“This is a total disaster.”
I began to feel an intense magical response from far away.
It must be Schluss Heinkel, who absorbed the power of Bonama or Tirpitz.
The traveler immediately released Durandal and snapped his fingers.
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At that moment, the new type of traveler disappeared.
“Keugh!”
Heart Locker’s black greatsword, which rushed in belatedly, only cut through the air.
What fell to the ground fluttering was a small crow that had its wings cut off by the sword and was spitting blood.
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The traveler escaped using a teleportation spell.
It was not something to criticize Hurtlocker and Erica, who were in charge of keeping magic in check.
If the devil decides to cover up the rite, there is no way for humans to do anything about it.
From the beginning, it must have been planned to cover up and finish the development in order to escape.
The commander of the Imperial Knights is dead.
The upper and lower body were cut off, completely blocking the possibility of regeneration.
And Sergey’s condition was a little, no, very serious.
“I have the elixir, Professor.”
“Get rid of it. You can tell what kind of condition I’m in at a glance.”
Sergey coughed with a small laugh.
I sighed and looked at Sergei’s abdomen, where Durandal was stuck.
The body of steel, which seemed to never be pierced, was pierced.
While absorbing the power of the legendary sword into his body…
I slowly touched the area around Sergei’s heart and looked inside.
The heart, severely eroded by magic energy, was in a state of almost no activity.
It was already a body that was no different from a corpse.
Because the entire upper body was completely rotted away.
Elixir only heals wounds, but it was impossible to revive dead cells and flesh.
Revival was impossible, but Sergei still had some time left.
“Ah. Schluss Heinkel. Are you there?”
“Here it is, Professor.”
It seemed that he was blind.
I held Sergei’s huge hand as he floundered in the air.
Those hands that used to make a great gong sound just by gently striking the back, had lost their vitality before they knew it.
“You don’t know how much trouble I’ve suffered because of you. The head professor and I had to struggle to suppress the voices of the professors that students who went to the battlefield on a fictitious day and intervened in politics should be immediately expelled. hehehehe……”
“I vaguely noticed.”
“Don’t be fooled. There’s no way I’d have been so hard on fuss if I had noticed. Unless I just wanted to embarrass myself.”
“·······.”
I had nothing to say.
It was also true that I thought of Sergei and Ludwig as my strong shield and worked to my heart’s content.
“Professor. Is there anything you want to say to your family?”
“Don’t stop talking································································································································································································································································································. I couldn’t possibly see him die. Maybe his heart is weak because he’s old.”
“·······.”
Trie, who had come close to him before he knew it, was holding Sergei’s hand.
Tears flowed down Trier’s cheeks.
“It is said that heroes are born in turbulent times. I thought it was strange that excellent students poured in this rider. It seems that Aegis-sama is holding our hand. I prayed like that… ·.”
“It’s not Aegis-sama. It’s all the result of the professor’s achievements.”
“What kind of nonsense is that?”
“They are all students taught by the professor and saved by the professor who sacrificed his body. These are the fruits of the professor’s hands, not the power of God.”
“Keuhehehe. You speak well. Thanks to you, I will go on my way with a smile.”
“Professor. My heart has stopped. I think I will lose consciousness soon, so hurry up and make a will to my family-“
“Yonseok-ah.”
“·······?”
Power suddenly returned to Sergei’s grasp.
The big hand lifted and landed on top of my head.
“I’m no longer a professor. Let’s stop listening to that damn thing.”
“Sergei······.”
Sergei’s hand dropped with a grunt.
Sergei’s lips stopped.
With a gentle smile on.
It was as if he had fallen asleep.
“Hero. Thank you for your hard work.”
It was the end of a great hero.
The moment I let go of Sergei’s hand, I also felt a sudden dizziness and closed my eyes.