235. death test (2)
There was nothing regrettable in Bingryong’s eyes.
Only Thanatos’ powerful sorcery close to a curse binds his soul.
There are no allies or enemies.
All living beings are mere insignificance compared to him.
The screams of monsters dying from being crushed by Bingryong’s feet and scales spread throughout the Pandemonium.
If you listened to it from a distance, it was a gruesome and gruesome scene that would make it understandable that the notoriety of the demon world would be understandable.
“Kieack!”
“Eh, run!!”
“Ugh, Quak!”
A traitor and a subordinate of the Demon King. Now was not the time to pursue such a thing.
Everyone was in a state of confusion and had just woken up from a long sleep and was running away from the enraged Bingryong.
The only way to subdue that anger was for the demon king to come forward himself.
One-sided slaughter until the demon king arrives. It was truly a natural disaster.
And the traitor who runs away in the chaos.
There is Bartolomeu.
“Hey, hey! omg! A dragon… … !”
It was good that Bingryong destroyed the floor of the Pandemonium and made a fuss. Thanks to that, I was able to release the restraints and narrowly escape the danger of execution.
But what followed was a bigger crisis.
A living dragon!
Even Bartolomeu, who was treated as an old man among the demons, had never seen a living dragon.
Bartolomeu was stunned by the majesty, which was far more than what he had only heard in words.
No, to be honest, since he had a scholarly side, I was happy inside and half wanted to observe him.
But even that is possible only if you live first.
Bartolomeu ran ahead, narrowly dodging the falling murder scales.
Then thump.
I got caught on a rock and fell out.
I was so distracted, and because so many monsters were running, I couldn’t even check the floor.
A huge shadow hung over his head.
“Uh, uh… … !!”
Are you going to die like this?
lived a long time
Sometimes I even thought of killing myself out of boredom.
However, the end he hoped for was not the kind of vain death trampled by the dragon’s feet.
Well, if this is also a demon, then it is a demon.
Bartholomew, who had a good view of life, smiled bitterly and spread his arms toward the approaching dragon’s feet.
“Ugh. Anyway, the name line is long.”
at that time.
A rather familiar voice came from the side.
* * *
The thick scent of death crossed his nostrils.
Deckard’s smirking smile contained an intention that could not be laughed off.
From this point on, he is the head of the kingdom’s foremost “knight” family.
A son-in-law who is brought into that family is usually strong, so it won’t be noticeable.
I had a hunch that he would save me only if I really crossed the line and passed all the trials he gave me.
‘Serious.’
There’s not even the slightest hint of an atmosphere where you can test it out and get over it.
After a short distance, he looked this way with an indescribable dignity.
‘sh*t.’
Of course, the meaning of this fight coming to me now was completely different from the Ark.
I’m just taking my final exams as an academy 3rd year cadet.
On the surface, it is, but in reality it is to obtain an alibi for subjugating the demon king.
That’s why I want to fight well. I have to somehow give them effective hits, because other students will agree even if Odelia gives them preferential treatment.
This included no intention of marrying Cain.
Deckard is simply giving me an ordeal. However, it cannot be avoided.
No really, why are you doing this to me?
I felt unfair and wanted to grab Deckard and complain, but he had already drawn his sword.
Gilliot was also in the middle, ready to mediate our sparring.
People’s attention was drawn. Students, celebrities, and scouts all focus on this side.
It is a confrontation between the strongest knight in the kingdom and the cadet with the best grades among the 3rd year combat students.
It’s a top tier fight among the most entertaining fight spectacles in the world. Who would just miss it?
The stakes must be rising without a break in the already interesting Dalian.
Deckard’s relaxed smile hits my heart. Even that faint smile was filled with bloody speculation.
“Are you ready?”
Gilliot asked Deckard with a rather serious face.
“Of course. Seniors.”
Gilliot is now an academy instructor, but he is also a former member of the royal knights’ bodyguard. No wonder Deckard called him senpai.
Gilliot nodded and looked in my direction again.
‘ha.’
I have to understand now.
We have to fight. I have no other options.
marriage?
It’s a very complicated story, and it wasn’t a matter to be decided in haste.
What is urgent is to subdue the demon lord.
Other troublesome issues will have to be decided after that. First of all, I’ll have to deal with the demon lord and survive before I can make a choice whether it’s marriage.
I have to somehow overcome it and explain it to Deckard.
“Are you ready? Cadet Aren.”
Instead of answering Gilliot’s question, he pulled out a purifier.
He nodded his head as if he had read that will in my eyes.
“good.”
The death test has begun.
* * *
―I am the possessor. remember your world is dead You have to think of the image of death.
‘How do you come up with images of death?’
-Well. It wouldn’t be bad to experience death. Just as Ackerman reached the realm of ‘the warrior of salvation’ when he cut down demons without resting for a day.
‘it. Are you telling me to die?’
Aren held out his sword and recalled Acheron’s advice.
A prerequisite to entering the realm of 5 stars. To visualize the accomplishments of the prosecutor.
Acheron said that the image of Aren’s sword was death.
It’s something I didn’t notice at all while playing the game.
The world of swords was an area that was reached naturally by accumulating experience points, leveling up and taking stats.
The reality was vastly different.
Ackerman receives buffs whenever he deals with demons. Because the world of the sword he reached was the ‘hero’.
Cain has fierce blades of fire swirling around her.
It must be something like the ‘oath of flame’ or ‘guardian blade’. Her conviction to protect someone is embodied in the blade that protects her.
It seemed that the world of swords was determined by beliefs and karma accumulated.
Establishing the hypothesis, Aren focused on the concept of ‘death’.
my sword is death
self.
Mana rises, and the awakened brain begins to operate to the limit.
Breathing slowed, and even the flapping of the insect’s wings began to appear in slow motion.
A whirlpool suddenly blew under Aren’s feet, and at the same time his hair stood up.
The ghost of death stood at the end of Aren’s eyes.
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Kill the opponent
It was a life created only by this one idea.
“Hoo. It’s a pretty usable fight.”
Deckard laughed as if he was quite satisfied with the way Aren’s world of swords was being completed. I thought he was a man who could take the test at least at that level.
Deckard had to feel slightly threatened to pass the minimum standard.
… … Deckard’s smile stopped.
He finally made up his mind to come to terms with it.
“But, still.”
It is true that Aren entered the world of swords, but it was still clumsy to Deckard. It wasn’t even a complete world, and it seemed to be lacking by 2%.
“It just can’t reach me!”
Right before Aren’s world of swords unfolded, Deckard’s arms and legs moved briefly. A hazy afterimage remained.
It was a subtle, slight movement. Clearly it seemed that way.
However, the shock wave that comes soon sweeps the inside of the gym.
――Ku Kwakang!
Aren managed to land after leaping into the air trying to avoid the fierce attack.
It was a sword attack that would have cut the torso as it was if he had not maintained a high degree of concentration.
‘This is the true skill of the Royal Knight Commander… … ?’
Last time, it was all about fighting in the image. It was the first time I had ever faced a sword like this.
Fighting only in imagination and actually feeling and experiencing his strength were on a different level.
Deckard Abella is the pinnacle of knights.
With just one sum, Aren realized the gap.
‘My arm is numb.’
Aren fixed his sword again and gripped it. If you’re not careful, you’ll get hit in an instant. Deckard is by no means a man to be looked at in moderation.
Silver light explodes.
Aren did his best to get the sword of the man who reached the pinnacle of knighthood.
slash.
Aren held his breath and slightly dodged to the side at the blow that struck from top to bottom like a bombing missile.
There’s a whoosh, and the sound of the air breaking. Aren tried to counterattack for the first time, supporting his body with strength on the soles of his feet.
With the aura of death on the tip of the sword.
However, it did not reach Deckard.
It is a sword in an unsuitable state. It was an unbelievable speed for an opponent who would not be able to handle it perfectly.
Hung.
The air splits in vain.
Deckard, who leisurely dodged the attack, raised his sword with his eyes shining.
A black wind blew in an oblique line from the floor.
――――!
“Cheuk!”
All that Aren had to do was jump off the ground and catch only part of the sword wind in a fleeting moment.
Deckard’s unstoppable sword wind left small scars on Aren’s thighs, forearms, and cheeks.
Speed, power, skill, experience.
Nothing was even better than Deckard’s.
“Is that all there is to it? Aren.”
Deckard raised his sword and brought it close to his cheek. It was a posture that could penetrate Aren by digging straight into it.
Aren is a beginner who is not familiar with building the world of swords.
At first, he would have to concentrate for a long time to imitate the world of swords, but Deckard did not give him a chance to do so.
Rather, if you’re going to try it, try it.
Normally, it was a gap that would have been blocked by a wall and disassembled or given up.
I’m sure it would be… … .
‘Smile?’
Aren was laughing. It was a laugh.
Deckard had a hard time guessing what Aren was thinking.
He was even muttering something.
“Okay. It’s an opponent that doesn’t work with the mind to kill.”
It didn’t seem to be relaxing. Clearly, he was cornered.
It wasn’t a hidden secret or a room for more skills.
But what is the reason for that smile? He nodded, as if realizing something.
“Huh!”
Worrying was a luxury.
Deckard, as always, had no other choice than to thoroughly crush the enemy in front of him.
――!
The trajectory of a straight line with no bends cut through Aren’s torso once more.
Aren bleeds even more and staggers backwards.
This time, it seemed that he hadn’t taken any defensive measures. His movements were sluggish, perhaps because he had lost some blood.
Aren laughed.
Deckard slashed again.
Aren was attacked while narrowly avoiding a fatal wound. He had spilled so much blood that even his vision was blurred.
Deckard’s nerves were on edge.
“Do it in moderation. Stubbornness is also cleverly used at times.”
As the situation progressed, even Deckard Abella, who was really determined to kill Aren, began to worry.
The words were a test of son-in-law, but he had no intention of killing a serious person.
It was my intention to stop at the line of teaching the sword one by one.
But.
The foolishly honest guy laughed again.
“It was this too.”
Like an open wound, the corners of his mouth were also rising.
“You guys can’t… … .”
Deckard realized it belatedly.
The world of Aren’s sword that I felt after bumping into it several times.
death… … .
That Aren’s karma or conviction is death.
When you truly cross the line, the true value is displayed.
It is impossible to kill Deckard with your own skills right now. Then you can’t even reach the area.
Then you have to experience death.
It was simple logic.
* * *
‘Have you seen such a crazy guy?’
I’ve seen a lot of goofy guys.
It was because he was the head of a group of swordsmen who were said to be the best in the kingdom.
All of them had one temper, and were full of venom.
However, it was the first time that a monster gave up its own flesh and blood and grew in real time.
There are cases in which enlightenment is achieved after long training, but there has not been a single example of building a world of swords in this way.
With his body tattered here and there, he is smiling.
Deckard swallowed dryly at the grotesque sight.
Not usually crazy.
‘My daughter to that guy?’
Is it really okay?
No, in the first place, Deckard knows that Aren is a great demon. Even so, it is a big deal that his daughter will allow it if she wants it.
However, the current Aren was doing crazy things to the extent that even such a high-ranking man could stick out his tongue.
drip.
Blood began to flow and pool.
The pool of blood was Aren’s accumulated karma and his world.
“Hmm.”
Deckard felt unimportant.
Obviously, the atmosphere had changed 180 degrees from before.
The atmosphere, momentum, and mana all feel like they’ve risen a few steps.
A truly heavy life hit the arena.
Was a human being an animal that could change so drastically?
In the first place, is it possible to hide your skills in front of someone as strong as the Royal Knights?
not.
that is absolutely impossible
The business card of the Commander of the Royal Knights was not a mere name.
‘That guy really… … .’
Deckard couldn’t believe what was happening in front of him.
Aren Blackfire reached the 5-star realm while fighting.
A thrill arose.
I saw many talents, but a genius who gained enlightenment by shedding blood directly in a fight with such a gap was unheard of.
This wasn’t a son-in-law, it was to the point where he wanted to be his successor.
‘monster.’
There was no other way to express it.
Reaching the 5-star realm was close to impossible without a fair amount of talent, effort, and time.
That nonsense, Aren did it in just a few minutes.
Just a moment ago, I was convinced that I was still far away, but that was shattered.
“her.”
As Deckard brooded over his confusion and surprise, Aren finally raised his sword.
The highest realm that countless swordsmen with the title of genius could reach spread out before him.
“The world of swords… … .”
Aren murmured softly and raised his sword. It was too low for Deckard to understand.
However, at least Deckard knew what that meant.
Raising a sword would mean fighting a game. A swordsman has a sword conversation, not words.
“huh. greenhorn.”
Building the world of swords is commendable, but still.
Deckard hadn’t noticed yet. Do not keep ejaculation in your hands.
When Deckard opened his eyes, an afterimage appeared.
The traces of blurry afterimages rushed toward Aren moment by moment.
it’s so fast
There were not many people in the field who could follow his swift surge with their eyes.
However, it is visible in the eyes of the strong enough to contain all of it.
Notice that it wasn’t Deckard’s monstrous rush.
The scent of blood filled the arena.
Drops of blood rise as if time had been rewinded.
Black flames blooming from drops of blood.
Aren said as he opened his closed eyes.
“–death.”
Deckard’s sword sprayed a flash of light in the calmly spreading realm of death.
* * *
… … .
The hall was quiet.
Occasionally, only the sound of swallowing saliva can be heard.
It wasn’t really quiet. He couldn’t open his mouth.
Ordinary human beings, when they feel a life close to death, regardless of their will, their limbs stiffen.
“What was it?”
A few people who barely managed to survive express their doubts while rubbing their sore necks.
People belatedly started to move their bodies and raise their voices one by one.
Amidst the clutter, Gilliot shouted softly.
“S, winner. Aren Blackfire… … .”
Question marks float above everyone’s heads.
However, doubts are quickly dispelled.
The blood dripping from Deckard’s neck was proof of that.