186. Divine Corruption (6)
Nautaro, the leader of the Whip of Blood, was equipped with an ego and never stopped fighting since the time memories existed.
He soon discovered that he had a knack for fighting.
After fighting and fighting, it didn’t take long to become a mercenary leader from an alley leader, and from a mercenary member to a mercenary leader.
It had turned into the joy of slaughter for survival.
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Killing people was fun. As a mercenary, he could kill anyone. It was a vocation for him.
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Killing and killing people, I committed many sins before I knew it. In the end, the withdrawal of the church cannot be avoided.
-Be my mace.
Venezio Adragones.
The Pope’s words, saving Nautaro’s life, became a turning point in his bloody life.
He has become faithful and is ready to give his life for God.
When an order is given to kill Aren, he simply follows the order without any personal feelings.
“It is blasphemy… … !”
What caught Nautaro’s eyes was the holy sword that was consumed by a strange aura.
I heard that Aren’s sword is a holy sword. Phil must have done something dishonest.
hate rises
Nautaro stared at Aren with more reverence than ever, yet with hatred burning like fire.
Each other’s eyes cross each other in midair.
――!
If he kills, now is the right time for him without a weapon.
Nautaro, who had reached Aren’s nose in one step, drew a diagonal line with his sword while spraying blood. Aren barely managed to escape the sword attack. It was a blow that would have left his mouth open in admiration had it not been for his own life.
A black wind rose a beat late. The trail of the sword reached, and all the spaces it would have reached were devastated.
‘What a monster… … .’
I vaguely expected it to be at the level of Deckard Abella, but I didn’t expect it to be this enormous.
Nautaro did not stop.
It burrows straight into the gap in Aren’s side. The longsword slashed through the wind and swung with the momentum to cut Aren’s side in two.
Life and death depend on the judgment made in the moment of the moment.
It was too late to dodge. Jumping up and dodging is also slow.
Now you have to throw your center of gravity backwards and avoid falling.
Whoo-!
Instead of the sound of flesh splitting, there is only the sound of cutting through the air.
Aren’s instant judgment was correct. If he had jumped up or rolled forward, he would have cut his ankle or back.
Clap!
Nautaro overcame the inertia and twisted the sword’s trajectory. No, I couldn’t twist it, the concept of folding the space was closer.
‘What kind of monstrosity.’
Instead of cutting the sword horizontally, straighten it again and stab it down towards Aren. There was no time to be amazed at the ridiculous sight, but Aren contracted his core muscles and jumped up.
Quaang!
Nautaro’s longsword barely misses.
But he was still neither agitated nor impatient. The attack continues.
――Kwa-kwa-kwa!
Cut the whole sword stuck in the ground.
Slicing the soil, rocks, and grass roots like tofu, Aren flew the sword toward him.
“Huh… … !”
dodged This time, it’s a short car.
Instead, there were small cuts on his forehead and shoulders. It was impossible to avoid all of the bloody aura that wrapped around Nautaro’s sword.
It was broken as soon as breathing was broken.
“It’s quite the way.”
Nautaro hadn’t moved a single step so far. It was the same with Aren.
The moment our eyes met, the two confirmed each other’s numbers in the realm of imagination.
Aren was busy avoiding, but he was able to save his life. According to calculations, it was barely possible to hold out for one minute.
However, Nautaro’s prediction was slightly different.
I thought it was possible to simply kill with swordsmanship, but Aren’s movements and agility were outside the expected range.
It was possible because Aren raised his agility to the limit by using his shadow.
If it wasn’t for that, Nautaro’s strength and speed would have shattered his limbs long ago.
‘Dangerous.’
I saw the future fighting Nautaro.
Aren did his best to avoid it, but Nautaro must still have a hand.
Fighting with imagination in the world of swords was exhausting both mind and body.
All that remains is reality. I mean, it was real.
The moon was bright, and a biting cold wind began to blow.
The melody of death flows.
If you get the line just a little wrong, or miss it, you die on the spot.
Aren took a deep breath. My head didn’t stop thinking for a second.
Stretch the time with as much concentration as you can.
1 second becomes 10 seconds, and 10 seconds become 1 minute.
We met eyes, experienced death several times, but only 10 seconds had passed.
You must block or dodge at least 4 more attacks from now on.
“As expected, I can’t think of it simply.”
Nautaro muttered to himself and nodded.
Then he started running.
Even though Aren did his best to stretch the time, it was hard to believe that it was human.
‘come!’
Aren instinctively awakened all his senses and burst his calves.
The moment you prepare your actions with the determination to avoid any attack from any direction… … !
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Kiruk, Kiruk, Karreuk.
Countless thorns sprouted from Nautaro’s sword as he ran.
His longsword quickly became a bizarre weapon that could hardly be called a sword or a mace.
It was more like an instrument specialized for slaughter, tearing flesh and crushing bones and muscles.
The monster sword, Orokodatsu.
It was the spleen he pulled out after realizing that he couldn’t kill Aren quickly with the number he used in the image of the sword.
“die!”
Die. Aren’s skin, instinct spoke.
That was not a weapon that could be avoided by avoiding it.
Aren realized that the moment he pulled out the monster sword, he had no intention of dragging it out for even a second.
How stupid and complacent it was to waste time by avoiding cooking.
―――!
Nautaro slammed the monster sword on the floor. It wasn’t a blow that was specifically aimed at Aren.
Instead, innumerable iron thorns pierced the ground and bloomed from the ground where the monster’s sword was crushed.
‘Swiftly avoid’, ‘Fall away’, ‘Block…’ … The concept of ‘.’ was not used in front of Goe-gum.
It sprinkles so many thorns that you can’t dodge it if you dodge it, and if you get farther away, the thorns increase that much.
It’s not easy to block either. The material of the monster sword was a dragon’s teeth, as strong as adamantium and sharper than a razor blade.
Blood is scattered in the air.
It was Aren’s blood.
Aren was pierced by the thorns of the monster sword, soared into the sky and then fell.
thud.
A fleeting sound echoed through the ground. Aren didn’t move.
“… … you guy.”
Nautaro’s reaction was unexpectedly strange.
It was different from the future Nautaro had drawn. It was sure to kill, it was a sure blow, but Aren did not die instantly.
“How did you avoid it?”
There were veins around his eyes. His emotions began to fluctuate in an unexpected situation.
“Kuk.”
Aren laughed and shook his back.
Although he was coughing up blood from his mouth, his life was not affected.
It only slightly penetrated the shoulder and thigh.
“Because I knew you would use it.”
“What?”
Nautaro doubted his ears.
Everyone who saw the Orokodatsu died. Nautaro has never failed in a mission.
It was not established to avoid death even after seeing the monster sword.
Also, those who knew the existence of this sword were all trustworthy people.
Aren’s words were contradictory.
“Well, even if I tell you, you won’t understand.”
Aren staggered, saying something he couldn’t understand. Then he started walking somewhere.
he’s a whiner
Surprisingly, he knows all about Nautaro’s identity and characteristics, as well as the existence of the monster sword and its abilities. There was no way Nautaro could understand that fact.
Aren was just saying difficult words to shake Nautaro’s feelings and buy time.
“ha ha ha. It wasn’t that difficult.”
In Nautaro’s eyes, Aren Blackfire already has all the filthy and unclean things in his hands.
It would be possible for a person who is crazy enough to do strange things to the holy sword to avoid and block the thorns of the monster sword.
He must have used ‘some’ trick or magic he didn’t know about. Nautaro thought so.
I can’t understand. I don’t even know the principle. However, the reason that he was a worshiper of the demons was enough to convince him.
The conclusion was reached that no matter what Aren did, it was understandable.
Peace of mind has returned.
Stare at Aren with cold eyes.
Even if he cheated, it was clear that he was hurt. Aren was approaching the holy sword with an injured body.
“There is nothing more to hear. Die, demon worshiper.”
Nautaro reversed the monster sword and raised it above his head.
I was planning to hit the floor as it is and throw a spear of thorns. This time, even more clearly, even loaded with sword steel.
It was then that Aren said something puzzling to him.
“Isn’t that right, Nautaro Trianus?”
“… … How else do you know my name?”
Waves rose again in the calm lake of the heart.
He is a human who bleeds and is not good enough to even walk.
Even so, I don’t feel the slightest emotion of fear. It was normal for all those who encountered his monster to beg for help and urinate.
Aren, on the contrary, even relaxed as if playing with Nautaro. I even know his name.
What kind of coordination did you have? It was around the time when his doubts and wariness towards Aren Blackfire reached their peak.
pounding.
My heart thumped strongly.
‘no… … .’
It wasn’t a heartbeat.
――Coooung!―
“The land?”
The whole ground shakes. Crying as if alive and breathing! It swelled up and then sank.
Soon, the grass that filled the field withered as if it had drunk poison.
“how?”
Nautaro raised his head.
Aren was holding the holy sword in his hand. he said with a grin.
“Time is up.”
The status message reflected in Aren’s eyes informed only one fact.
… … That the magic sword was born.
* * *
There have been some changes to the appearance.
The extremely ordinary handle, ordinary cross guard, and straight blade were the same.
However, it covered the sword body as if it were engraved with dark red magic emanating from the sword body.
Ominous, dangerous, overwhelming.
The first time I saw it, I realized what a magical thing this is.
The opposite point of the holy sword.
magic sword.
I ended up committing it.
I corrupted the most important holy relic in the Church of Light with my own hands.
‘It’s already spilled water.’
I didn’t feel any guilt. I can’t use anything to live.
The pope sent a cannon to kill me. Wouldn’t it be true revenge to corrupt the Holy Sword right in front of him?
I gripped the magic sword with firm determination.
A scream came out reflexively.
“Kuuaaa!”
The hand holding the magic sword was uncontrollable, as if it were powered by electricity.
The demonic sword clung to my hand as if it were trying to eat it, and began to suck my mana.
His palms and mana core were engulfed in burning pain. After barely overcoming the fainting, the demonic sword calmed down.
“Whoa, whoa… … .”
Fit: 50
Type: Magic Sword
Designation: Purifier
Skill level: 71
Skill: [Absorb][Discharge]
Information about the magic sword came to my eyes.
The fit was 50.
Are you saying that the holy sword with a long history cannot be corrupted that easily?
It seemed that the holy sword was still resisting my corrupting power.
‘It’s a great sword the more I see it.’
Even though he was covered with the blood and power of the great demons, he was still exercising his influence.
Although it might have an influence, it was no longer a sword with a divine nature.
A holy sword corrupted by my power and blood.
Divine aura cannot be used. It was no longer a holy sword, but a demonic sword.
Conversely, it means that the strong power that inflicts blows on the souls of the great demons has now disappeared.
No matter what form it is, you can handle the purifier freely.
The meaning of this word came very far.
Iron – ok.
When I lifted the magic sword, there was a heavy metallic sound.
heavy.
As I held it, my arms continued to tingle.
Whether it’s raising the level of fitness or the level of proficiency, it seems to get better only when one is completed.
But, for now, this is enough.
The structure and abilities of the demonic sword are already in my head. The usage is clear enough.
With this power, it would be enough to use it for just one moment.
“You bastard—! What have you done! The holy sword, the holy sword… … !”
Nautaro was enraged.
The holy sword was corrupted in front of my eyes. For someone so faithful to see this in real time, the shock and anger he felt must be unimaginable.
“… … come.”
So what?
“I can’t forgive… … ! I will rip you limb from limb, dig out your eyeballs and throw them to the hounds!”
Nautaro sharpened his teeth. Soon, even the molars were broken.
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Kwaah–!
Tremendous magic power emanated from the monster sword, Orokodatsu. Magical power soon took shape and changed like a sharp blade.
Each one of those many thorns was covered with sword steel. It was a monstrous mana control.
Nautaro disappeared from sight.
He jumped high into the sky, and pressed the monster sword to the ground.
The thorns wrapped around the sword steel poured down only on me as if it had a will.
It was a one-hit death that could not be avoided or prevented, by a knight who had attained the pinnacle of the sword.
Death is right around the corner
… … Of course, that was until recently.
No matter how great the monster sword is, it is not strong enough for the power of a holy sword or demonic sword that is out of the human realm.
clap.
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Keying–!
The demon sword made a heavy sound and cut through the pouring thorns.
It was a very brief moment.
The thorns stopped advancing like a lie and began to crumble one by one.
“what?”
Nautaro narrowed his brows.
The sword steel that wrapped around the thorns scattered and lost its power. It was too easy to destroy the sword steel created by a knight who had reached the pinnacle. It was hard to believe.
[absorption]
As long as it’s not divine power, it absorbs everything no matter what the target is.
The material that makes up the blade is magical power. No matter how threatening sword steel is, the moment it touches the magic sword, its power is taken away.
――!
The veins in his arms were seriously swollen.
“Keep.”
Instead, my body is overloaded by the amount of magic consumed by the demonic sword.
If the amount of magic absorbed by the magic sword exceeds my maximum magic value, my mana core explodes.
‘It was dangerous… … .’
As the name suggests, it is a magic sword.
He was so dangerous that even his master could be destroyed.
If I hadn’t controlled it, he would have eaten all the sword steel of the thorns on his own and killed me too.
The arm muscles throbbed.
I have to release this much mana that came into my body right away to live. It was a power so dangerous that it was terrifying.
“Go to hell.”
As if Nautaro had lost his will to fight, he sneered as he dropped the monster sword on the floor.
pick up the sword Dark red magic wrapped around my arm and sword body and crawled like a snake. The pain is severe. If I continued to swing my sword like this, I would not be able to use my arms for a while.
“However much.”
The resolution was enough.
―――――!
When he lowered his sword, a dark red beam of light that burned the ground was released.
* * *
“What is this… … ?”
I felt the terrifying energy as if the ground was shaking and even the air was heating up.
At Akeron’s words that he had to run immediately, Akerman ran using the power of the wind.
The scene was horrific.
All the flowers and trees in the field had withered, and traces of large-capacity mana rays, which could only be used when hunting dragons, had been shot on the ground.
No matter how powerful it was, there were still dark red embers burning magic power.
There was nothing left. After a fight like this, it was normal for a corpse or at least one limb to remain.
It seemed that a great being had descended.
Ackerman broke out in a cold sweat. The pupils were shaking like crazy.
“really… … It seems that even the demon king has been resurrected. Acheron. What should I do?”
Acheron did not answer.
The sealing sword just sighed.
‘In the end, it’s come to this point.’
Acheron remembered what Aren once said.
―If I become a great demon, tell Ackerman. Go find the saintess candidate and help her. Because the demon king will be resurrected soon.
The resurrection of the demon king was drawing near.