Love Letter From The Future chapter 253

4. Rynella’s fate is decided by Rynella (46)

It was only a few minutes.

That was the amount of time it took for the man to wake up after drinking an unknown potion and passing out.

In fact, it was such a short interval that it would be embarrassing to even call it ‘a few minutes’.

At least one to two minutes or so.

However, that slight difference was enough to reverse the atmosphere of the battlefield.

Mitram, who had been leading the situation until now, was staring at the man in silence.

A look of nervousness was evident on her face. There were even a few drops of sweat on his pure white forehead.

It was a change that no one could understand.

I don’t know what he did, but it was still Ian Percus.

First of all, it was like that from the outside, and there was no change at all in terms of quality or quantity in the magic power inside the body. No matter how he looked, there was no reason for Mitram to be wary.

Even so, Mitram couldn’t shake off the fear carved into his instincts.

The realm of intuition beyond reason was sounding an alarm.

That guy is different.

Ian Percus was originally a strong and dangerous opponent, but it was nothing compared to the current Ian Percus.

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Decades ago, after becoming a dark priest, Mitram’s breath quickened at the possibility he had first thought of. She was the one who had enjoyed eternal life and youth by changing countless bodies.

His obsession with life was stronger than anyone else’s.

Mitram, who couldn’t overcome his anxiety, burst into a scream that sounded like an outburst.

“Oh, you’re all alone now anyway! Even when they came in groups, they couldn’t do anything, so what on earth could they do alone… … !”

“A lot.”

The man replied in a dry voice.

Simple and direct, the language of the strong.

This made Mitram even more goosebumps.

Because that one word must be the man’s unadorned sincerity.

The man took a step with his sword in his hand.

“Look closely, I’ll show you one by one from now on.”

Mitram could not stand it any longer and gave instructions to the subjects.

“… … Kill me right now!”

I didn’t even feel the composure or ridicule that I had seen before.

Mitram gave up even honorific words and gritted his teeth.

Seeing the fear in those eyes, the man swallowed a blank laugh.

“Anyway, you’re quick to notice.”

The man muttered, and the two heavily armed test subjects attacked at once.

The two massive bodies fired like metal cannonballs engraved a terrifying puncture.

But the man didn’t even flinch.

He just continued to walk and dropped the sword to the lower left.

and the next moment.

Cheak, and blood was splattered into the air.

Mitram’s eyes widened. This was no different for the party, but it was Seria who showed a particularly fierce reaction.

Seven lines of claw marks are engraved.

Blood was gushing out along the solid silver line. It was the traces of life shed by the test subjects that attacked the man.

The scene of the two huge bodies split apart in their armor seemed a bit unrealistic.

It wasn’t just the armor.

Even the blade he was about to wield fell along the silvery cutting edge. Metals that had lost their support fell in torrential rain, leaving a sad agony.

The name of the killing art that had reached its climax flowed from Seria’s mouth.

“… … The golden sword!”

If that was the case with the seven-pronged Golden Death Sword, it was the same level of proficiency as Marquis Yurdina in her heyday.

It was natural for Seria to have an expression of incomprehension.

Of course, the man didn’t even seem to care.

Mitram, who had a stupid expression on his face, stuttered and wept as the dismembered body parts poured down along with blood.

“My, my masterpiece… uh, how… … .”

“I told you.”

Saying that, the man walked briskly between the spilled blood and intestines.

“There are many things we can do… We still have a long way to go.”

Mitram, who had been trembling for a while, had blood in his eyes.

Biting her lip, she spread her arms.

Black smoke billowed up from the ground.

It was the power of evil spirits.

Even so, I couldn’t read any change in the man’s face.

I didn’t feel any embarrassment, fear, or insecurity. On the contrary, it was an expression that showed no confidence or intent to kill.

He just quietly moved on.

Mitram became even more nervous as the distance gradually shortened.

As she waved her hand as if in command, all enemies except for the test subject that was overpowering the party attacked the man.

There was one test subject wearing high-quality armor, two holding daggers, and even a test subject holding a bow and a wire with weights in the rear.

Each one of them was a powerful enemy that put the party in trouble.

There was no way that Mitram’s masterpieces, selected and selected over several decades, were unusual.

It’s okay if it’s two, but if the number reaches five, the man will have trouble too.

Indeed, as Mitram had hoped, the response of the man changed when five test subjects attacked him.

His new model kicked off the ground and was shot.

It meant going into battle in earnest.

The rushing man reached right in front of the armored test subject.

Seeing the man approaching in the blink of an eye, the subject hurriedly lowered his sword. However, the test subject could not even reap the rewards of holding the sword from before.

Kagak, and the sword of the test subject flowed down the blade that was raised in reverse.

Even though the path was slightly deformed, the test subject did not respond at all. As if he knew that, the man put strength into the hand holding the sword.

The sword of the man who brushed off the blade of the test subject drew a silver horizontal line.

It was a solid armor, but it didn’t have the ability to withstand even the man’s aura. A helmeted head soared into the sky.

In addition, it was the test subjects holding daggers.

The beams of light that hit both sides of the man were too fast. It was to the point of thinking that no matter how fast the man’s response was, he would not be able to catch up.

However, that illusion was soon corrected.

Pak, pak, and two lightning bolts struck in quick succession.

There was no other way to describe it other than the word ‘thunderbolt’. Mitram’s mouth hung open in a daze, and disbelief gleamed in his eyes.

“Uh, what… … !”

Even she, who had lived for decades, had never seen such a speedy sword attack in her life.

The horizontally drawn sword blade struck both sides straight away, leaving piercing wounds on the chests of the two subjects. The upper bodies of the two test subjects, unable to overcome the impact, collapsed.

Of course, the path of the two rays of light that were aiming at the man had to change naturally.

The aftermath of the supersonic sword attack did not stop there.

A booming sound erupted and a small storm swept around.

The bodies of the two test subjects that had just collapsed were swept away by the shock wave. The two corpses, which were randomly spinning, were thrown to the ground.

And that wasn’t all.

The flying arrow was twisted, and the wire that was aiming for a gap also bounced in a mess.

It was as if all threats directed at the man had been removed in a single blow.

It looked as if it had been struck by real lightning.

In the midst of the violent turbulence, a blade came out of nowhere.

It was the sword the man was holding.

The sword flew in a straight line and directly penetrated the forehead of the subject holding the bow. Then, cutting off the skull, it turned its trajectory once again.

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Jung Jung-dong’s grave.

Since this was a technique he was familiar with, Mitram controlled the last test subject with all his might.

The test subject bent his knees as if he were going to sit down. A silver beam of light passed over it.

It was a breathtaking jet lag.

For the first time in Mitram’s eyes as he watched the battle, joy was palpable.

Ian Perkus could only change the trajectory of his thrown weapon once.

At least that’s what she knew.

If that were the case, there would be no weapons left for the man.

Still, the possibility of picking up a weapon from the ground could not be ruled out, so we had to launch a counterattack immediately.

Mitram, who finished his judgment in an instant, hesitated to give an order right away.

It was because there was a strange sight in her eyes.

The sword was spinning in place.

It was a natural impossibility. Understanding this, Mitram’s face turned pale for an instant.

Pak, and the sword decapitated the sitting subject.

It was a clean beheading, like a maniac executing a death row inmate.

It fell to the ground along with the black blood that was spinning round and round, and soon returned to the man’s hand again.

Not once, but three times.

That was the change the man showed until he dealt with the two test subjects and retrieved the sword again.

It was the man’s tired voice that awakened Mitram’s bewildered spirit.

The man said in a nonchalant voice, as always.

“… … It’s hard to think of me as a kid on the same level.”

At the end of those words, the body of the last remaining test subject collapsed.

Now, all that was left was the test subjects who were suppressing the party.

However, to deal with the man with them was, on the contrary, to increase the opponent’s strength. I couldn’t handle anything right away, but when I started carrying the rear support, there was no answer.

I knew.

Despite knowing it, Mitram almost screamed instinctively in a clear fear.

Stop that guy right now.

Stop that leisurely gait, and don’t let her come any further.

Mitram shouted in a fit of panic.

“If you come closer, the lives of your comrades will be lost… … !”

Pop, pop, pop.

The pain in the bones of the subjects who were suppressing the party like a balloon exploded.

It was the result of the man holding the dagger that had fallen to the ground and throwing it.

The same was true of the party who were bewildered by the power that was so easily neutralized.

The party did not move at all until the hands that were holding them back ran out of strength, and the heads of the missing bodies fell side by side.

He just stared at the man, holding his breath.

The man didn’t even pay attention to the party. It merely resumed its paused gait.

Mitram resisted to the last.

“Oh, don’t come!”

Suddenly, the head of one of the subjects that rose through the ground turned red.

At the foreshadowing of an explosion, the man pointed his sword straight ahead without showing any signs of surprise.

And at that moment, a bang and an explosion rang out.

The man struck the bombshell with his sword.

The shockwave then fanned out, leaving a trail of blood and destruction.

The direction was on the opposite side of the man’s line, where Mitram was standing.

Mitram’s body soared through the air and rolled on the ground.

Her teeth chattered, testifying that her anxiety and nervousness had reached their peak.

It was an incredible opponent.

Arbitrarily adjusting the range of the explosion and setting the direction?

Mitram thought of all kinds of countermeasures, but no answer came.

No matter what kind of accident he went through, there was only one conclusion.

her death.

The man’s declaration soon became a reality.

Not wanting to admit this, Mitram desperately racked his brains. Decades of obsession with life lubricated her head at random.

That’s how Mitram found his lifeline.

The woman’s trembling body gave way to convulsions, and soon the sound of giggling leaked out.

Mitram’s eyes, filled with faint madness, turned to the man.

It was a bit ugly because the car was lying on its face with its head covered, but it didn’t matter. What was important to Mitram now was his life.

She came up with a great idea.

“Ian Perkus… You are strong.”

The man who had now reached the woman’s feet stopped walking.

As if trying to hear what he was saying, his golden eyes turned to Mitram.

Mitram mixed giggles with his tone.

“Awesome, great! I don’t know what they did, but the test subject’s regeneration function doesn’t work either… But there is something you overlooked!”

The man’s closed lips showed no sign of opening.

What did he interpret this to mean? Mitram spoke even more excitedly.

I was so excited that I was raising my body up and down.

“The grand plan that has been prepared for over 10 years is just around the corner… Of course, in this Percus estate! Oh, the family of the Lord will descend to this place! Hundreds will die and thousands will be injured… The ceremony has already begun, so it will continue as it is without me.”

It didn’t seem like he was lying.

Everyone would have.

Even the dark priest, no matter how insidious, could not have been so mad that the words he shouted indiscriminately were mixed with lies.

So, the atmosphere in the vacant lot collapsed at once.

It was a terrifying conspiracy to say the least.

Mitram read that sign and smiled even deeper.

“You will have to spare me, Ian Perkus… Unless you don’t want to see the people you hold so dear dead and injured.”

The woman staggered to her feet.

With a winner’s smile, she spread her arms out to the sides.

and shouted

“Come on, lower your sword! And cancel the ceremony, go… bump?!”

It was before the words were even finished.

Silver light crossed the air.

It was exactly the trajectory that crossed Mitram’s neck.

Mitram raised his head to the sky. That was the last expression Mitram made in his life.

It was a face hardened with amazement and disbelief.

Seeing Mitram’s body swaying and spurting blood, the man only spoke in a tone that did not show even a hint of emotion.

“… … Like that.”

It was the death of the Dark Priest who had lived a tough life.