4. Rynella’s fate is decided by Rynella (65)
Blood covers the sight.
The body that ran and ran ran as hot as it heated up.
The blizzard and cold wind whipped through my skin like a whip, but my muscles did not atrophy and unleashed a fierce sword strike.
Flesh and bone fragments scattered.
My sword pierced through the lump of flesh blocking my way. He fed the hatchet to the guy clinging to him next to him.
And if there are still guys approaching, I push my magic power until the sword hums.
The aura burns like wildfire.
Brilliant silver light extended a straight line to the world.
The chunks of flesh touched by that aura couldn’t even resist.
The severed parts of the body fell apart, repeating unpleasant wriggling.
I stomped on the debris and stepped forward.
After running and running like that, it was after I knew it, and it was after I was going to the hidden limit.
The harsh air was cold.
His vision was blurred, and his lungs were screaming. My whole body creaked and I was forced to rest.
Abdominal wound?
It had already exploded and was drenched in blood.
However, I finally realized that the situation had changed.
The chunks of flesh weren’t running at me.
Instead, there was a strong thump and trembling of the earth’s axis.
I sat on my knees, panting, and looked up at the sky.
Something was flying from beyond the shadows cast.
At first I thought it was a meteorite.
But it was a huge fist made up of countless corpses.
A corpse with its head sticking out between its wriggling arms was shedding tears of blood.
The tormented soul screamed.
Kieee
I made eye contact with him and burst out laughing.
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Judging by the way he rushed at me out of nowhere, he was not a nobleman.
So it was rather good.
Because I didn’t know how to fight gracefully.
Grinding his teeth, he illustrated the space with bloodshot eyes.
Bizarre traces were engraved in his field of vision. I endured the pain in my eyes looking at the countless solid lines.
It was showing little by little.
The quicker your breath, the more your body howls, the more each nerve ending complains of pain.
The boundary between reality and memory is increasingly blurred.
I had to steal a little more.
I tore off the solid lines in space with all my might.
Tak, like a broken string, the lines bounced up arbitrarily.
and the next moment.
There was a thump, and a shock wave, like an earthquake, swept around.
At first glance, it seemed that women’s screams could be heard from afar.
But I was still unharmed.
The corpse giant’s fist deviated from me in an unreasonable trajectory.
It was a narrow difference, but it didn’t matter.
It was enough to just hold my breath.
I quickly threw myself off and clung to the corpse giant’s wrist. Then, grabbing one of the hundreds of struggling arms and giving strength as it is, it leaps again.
Climbing on the arm of the corpse giant, I continued to run.
Of course, the corpse giant wasn’t quiet either.
It was the arm of a corpse giant made up of thousands of corpses. Thousands of hands clamored and tried to grab me.
Every time I did that, I cut off my arms with a sword or an axe.
Even then, the corpses that endlessly block me.
The arms joined together to create another monster. It was a separate arm made of arms. It was as if the branches of the tree were branching out.
Three or four small arms crossed and blocked my path.
It was an obstacle as dense as a net. I couldn’t break through if I continued like this.
So I dropped the sword to the bottom left.
A little more memories pour down.
All of them were painful memories.
It was the life of someone who lost someone, was robbed, hated and suffered.
It wasn’t just memories that flooded in like a tidal wave.
Even the painful feelings of the day were conveyed intact.
It was scary and scary.
Every time I glimpsed the man’s nightmares, my heart felt like it would break. I felt like crying and screaming.
I would have wanted to run away.
But there was no place for him to escape.
Therefore, I also did not intend to run away.
To deny none other than his way.
It was then that the silver-tinged blade left lacerations in the air.
as many as five lines.
The arms of the corpse that blocked my way were ripped apart and let out a scream.
Kieee
It was a quick climb like a squirrel climbing a tree.
Before I knew it, I climbed up on my forearm and was facing my shoulder.
It was the first time I met eyes with a corpse giant.
Thousands of faces turned to me, and then they gave me goofy smiles.
Kick Kick Kick Kick!
It was an outright mockery.
The sound of laughter as if someone like you dared to do anything to me.
I was not upset.
Because that was the objective gap between me and that monster.
But I made up my mind.
As always, I promise to turn that sneer into a scream.
Maybe one of those faces could have made me scream right away.
Unless something grabbed me by the ankles.
All I could do was look down at my ankles with curious eyes.
The hands that tried to grab my ankles were about to be cut off with swords and axes.
It was hard to convince him that he still had an arm left.
However, the wrist holding my ankle is wearing a luxurious gauntlet.
“… … f*ck this.”
I hurriedly raised my sword and prepared for the shock that would follow.
As expected, a tidal wave of corpses was rising in front of me before I knew it.
The corpse giant tried to sweep me away with his free hand.
Empty, and the intense momentum threw me into the air.
For an instant, my mind went blank and I lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, I was bouncing and rolling on the ground several times.
Cool, a handful of blood vomited from my mouth.
I felt like dying.
Even though he was preparing for the next blow, his body did not gain strength.
My muscles twitched.
My consciousness blurs, and a cold blizzard hits my skin.
Snow was already accumulating on her body, taking away her body heat.
It is normal not to move like this.
It was hard to lift a finger. The body, which had already experienced dying several times, wanted true rest.
But I remembered
memories of burning days.
The girl died, the boy died.
I didn’t want to lose any more.
That was my true intention.
Maybe it was the sincerity that the man hid tightly.
I crawled, barely grasped the sword and stood up.
A silver aura shimmered from the sword, and the chunks of flesh looked puzzled.
He approached to dispose of the dead body, but when he stood up, he looked puzzled.
In the meantime, I took out a potion from my pocket and drank it down.
My heart pounded wildly, forcibly revitalizing my tired body.
It was only then that the muscles that had been frozen in the fierce cold felt like they were loosening up a little.
I said, holding the sword with both hands.
“… … Shouldn’t we play more?”
Yes, until I can understand that human being.
The bon dance of sword and blood still had to go on for a long time.
I said, the blood I spat out caused a ripple.
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“… … I have to go right now!”
It was a request close to screaming.
As the saintess raised her voice like that, she roughly slashed Yuren’s hand that was holding her shoulder.
There was dew in her pale pink eyes.
“I-I’m going to die… No, you must die! I need to rescue you right now!”
It was such a desperate plea that even the honorifics were forgotten in the end.
The rest of the people watched Ian’s struggle, speechless.
I just had to let go.
How can you still move?
It was normal to collapse and die.
The body was full of wounds.
Even from a distance, the blow dealt to the man was terrifying.
It was a fight against the family of the evil god alone.
Of course, there was no such thing as a simple chin. Most people suspected Ian of insanity.
But for something a simple madman did, it was too much.
“… … You are desperate.”
It was Reynolds’ comment.
Even the refugees, as well as the Rainella family’s magic corps, stopped their march and looked at the man.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes were paying attention to that struggle.
Even so, no one dared to express their sentiments.
The appearance of being battered and leading a body that deserves to be broken, continuing the battle endlessly.
At first I laughed at it, then I marveled at it, and now it was grotesque.
Some of the magicians whose bones were frozen shivered.
It was such a fierce battle.
Among the silent crowd, Celine came to her senses next to the saintess.
She immediately kicked the ground with clenched teeth and was shot.
There was no time for anyone to stop.
Only then did Elsie come to her senses.
Her body trembled.
To be honest, I was afraid.
It was the first time I had witnessed such a brutal fight.
They had fought a fierce battle with the Flesh Nest before, but even that was not such a hopeless battle.
It would have been incredibly painful and painful.
Even so, how could the master not be defeated against that monster?
Elsie had a hard time understanding him.
At first glance, I even thought of running away like this.
It was an unstoppable enemy.
Not to mention, Elsie was not as strong as Ian.
It seemed that he and she were born with different destinies.
Elsie, who was born a weak human, had no choice but to wag her tail at a strong man like Ian.
A life in which the owner acts cute, smokes jokes, and receives cuteness.
At that time, I was trying to evaluate myself, saying, “Isn’t it a better life than dog fighting?”
‘… … I will love you.’
One day, the voice she heard suddenly passed Elsie’s ears.
What if you run away?
Only then did Elsie think with her spirit that had returned.
If I run away, what will happen to my master?
may die
And when you die, you can’t see it forever.
That fact came as a clearer fear to Elsie than anything else.
For the first time in her life, Elsie realized what a greater fear than death is.
I had to save him.
She was the only one in Elsie’s life.
He was a man worth saving even at the cost of his own life.
With that determination, the moment Elsie took a step back.
“……Elsie.”
As always, an abstract voice caught her.
“Where are you going?”
It was Reynolds.
Elsie bit her lip slightly.
Im waiting for Ian to pass out