The explosion of the angel sacrifices. It is the light of purification that drives out all kinds of evil. The exploding light gnawed at Tyr's darkness and delivered a final blow towards the vampire's darkness.
At that moment, the returner intervened. She hurriedly shakes her chin and slashes around it just before the light explodes.
Thousand Swords, Heaven.
A beam of light that was supposed to extend in all directions was blocked by something and bounced off. The light that bounced back and forth in the space cut by the regressor rose through the one remaining gap. The pillar of light returned to the sky from which it came in vain, without invading any other places.
Flashes of light flicker like an afterimage. Tyr swallowed it in darkness, grimacing her face as if he had eaten something tasteless.
[Until what you do. It's exactly the same with angels. Wasn't the kingdom of the military being guarded by angels?]
“Not an angel. To be precise, something the military made in imitation of an angel.”
The returner answered by inserting a cherry blossom.
[Did you pretend to be an angel? Is that possible?]
“As you know, angels are elevated beings summoned by the priests of Seonghwangcheong by sacrificing something. But the angel of the military is a little different.”
In the previous round, the returner faced all of the military generals. Among them, the most difficult one was the mystery itself, Cheontong. Annihilated together with the Resistance without finding her countermeasure, she went to Seonghwangcheong to unlock her secret.
Seong Hwang-chung, who has kept and observed all kinds of mysteries for two thousand years, came up with an answer to her question.
“I extremely suppressed other beliefs and made a soldier a member of the military. After that, it was created differently with only one will to protect the country and protect it. An artificial spirit or an artificial guardian angel?”
[Artificial guardian angel.]
“okay. Even the existence of an angel was artificially reproduced in the military after disassembling and dismantling its principles one by one. Of course, as a guardian angel, there are limits to the scope of activities. Conceptually, we can only stop the invading existence. So it's the first time I've seen it.”
The place where the military battles have been held so far has been the Meta Conveyor Belt, or the land outside it. The military was not under attack. Therefore, the conditions for Aimeder's sortie were not established.
But now, crossing the middle of the inner circle. Aimeder descended as a guardian angel protecting the military. In order to protect the genus, which is a grown-up.
“Tiantong, Aimeder is a generic term for those angels. Or some being who became the original angel of that angel. To be honest, I don't know because I've never seen the body, but if I attack the headquarters, I'm sure there will be a conclusion.”
[Isn't that something unrelated to Seonghwangcheong?]
“I’m not 100% sure, but I think Seonghwangcheong is irrelevant. Otherwise, there is no way for the military to impose a tax on the Catholic Church.”
[Ooh.]
Convinced, Tyr looked at the traces of the angel's disappearance and murmured.
[I feel complicated. I am very glad that the angel that Seonghwangcheong is proud of is actually a miscellaneous item that can be copied any number of times. It's annoying that it's actually installed right in front of my eyes.]
“What. Even so, if there is your darkness and me who has a thousand cherry trees, I can easily defeat it. You don’t have to worry too much.”
[Still, it will continue to appear in the future. An angel is such a being.]
Tyr is a legendary being who waged a war with Seonghwangcheong for hundreds of years. However, the battle between Seonghwangcheong and the vampire ended up in a one-on-one battle because each other's strengths and weaknesses were so obvious.
For the vampires, who had to advance as much as possible at night, the angels, who caught their ankles in the tail end, and then extinguished by bursting the light of sacrifice, were more than disgusting and terrifyingly annoying.
[However, this is a little more powerful and annoying than the angels I've seen before. It is comparable to the holy angel summoned by the saint.]
“Is that enough? I've never fought an angel, so I don't know.”
[You don't know angels. Seriously, Shane looks like she's gone through all the antenatal care, but she's still young. You may not know an angel… . for a moment.]
While we were talking, Tyr sensed something and turned around. His red eyes pierced through the darkness, and he caught sight of what was happening beyond the darkness.
[phew?]
Immediately after Historia fell, the princess riding on the white horse was exposed alone. But she didn't feel particularly threatened by being alone.
The ability to dodge enemies. Depending on the situation, a power close to invincibility. she is not in danger
What if a natural disaster such as a landslide strikes or a runaway wagon rushes in?
The princess was safe from man's greatest enemy, the enmity of other men.
Is that so? Even while the battle was taking place, the princess stood still in a very comfortable position.
hee hee hee hee hee!
Selfie raised her front legs as if stung by something. It was such a dangerous move that the princess on top was staggering. The princess thought the selfie was startled by the darkness of her progenitor, Tir Khan Zakya, and attempted to expound.
However, the moment when Selfie's hind legs slumped down and her eye level plunged down. The princess intuitively sensed that something was wrong with her.
The princess was brought out into the world. He couldn't get his head around the shock. In addition to her physical shock, it also shook her up to her psychological shock.
Selfie's warm and cozy body is fluffy. Her legs on the white horse did not move. Hot blood flows out of the darkness. The white mane sinks to red.
I couldn't come to my senses at the sudden change of circumstances. However, her reason calmly came up with an answer to explain this situation.
'Oh, the selfie is dead.'
The princess recognized the situation half a beat late. Someone attacked him, and he died without a moment of screaming with a selfie. He was still alive, but it was a life that would soon end.
Beasts are usually stronger than humans. However, it is possible only when the opponent is a 'normal' human being.
“Are you Princess Grandiomor? You have no personal feelings. But she must die.”
The opponent was not an ordinary human.
Gentleman, class Maximilian. He pretended to run away and moved, then came back again, taking advantage of the darkness that engulfed him.
The princess, who had become independent with Yuk Jiangseong, asked stupidly.
“yes?”
“It seems the dog king is confused. It's just enough to turn your eyes off a princess of a lost country for a moment. After all, it's the royal bloodline, so it could be. Isn't that the bloodline of the five traitors who murdered the human king and took his power?”
“Yes Yes.”
“A symbol that no human king is needed. The arrogance of being able to represent humans even if there is no king. A longing that his bloodlines will be great forever. All of you carrying it must disappear… Will the king of men truly return?”
Maximilien quickly explained to the princess and nodded alone.
“I understand? Also, Youngmin. At least, it's like a descendant of the monarch's blood.”
The princess did not understand the situation well. Lying under the body of the selfie, he only reflexively answered the question of the growth character.
Maximilien spoke as pretentiously as an clerk who had finished his report.
“Then I will kill you.”
Maximilien held out a sword with a rotating saw blade. The power to cut even steel came to dig into the princess' soft skin and covet what was inside her skin. With the crisis of her death in front of her eyes, the princess finally realized her plight.
'Hey, am I going to die?'
A princess with the ability to evade hostility has always been raised in favor. It can be said that a flower garden has bloomed on his head, but the person who has the power to be safe even though he has the most beautiful flower bed in his head in the world is Jerien Grandiomor.
Innate freedom, the kindness that can be possessed by not being hurt. The Grandiomor dynasty survived the longest even with such a humble ability.
But the medic who entrusted some of his thoughts to the gears… He is a human being who can kill anyone without any hostility.
hehe… .
The dying horse swung its front paws with its last claw. It's a pitiful loyalty. The meat was cut off with a puck, and the torn front legs flew in a mess under the saw blade. Selfie's blood-stained saw blade reached her princess' head.
There is no beautiful death in which the body remains intact. Death is like a luxury, when a blade cuts through your chest or cuts your neck cleanly, causing blood loss.
The princess will die. A raging saw blade smashed his head, pouring out all the fluids inside him. will die blasphemy.
That was then.
thump.
Maximilian's arm was bent outward.
In a desperate moment, Shiati's black magic was activated, and his arm twisted at a strange angle again. The saw blade is bent outward.
“Hey, damn it. noise.”
Maximilien grinded his teeth in a crackling voice. He turned his gaze away. There was Shiati's left hand, now charred up to the middle finger.
While groaning in the aftermath of the injury, Shiati slowly raised the prosthetic arm of her right hand and grabbed the remaining fingers. As it should have been, she had only her thumb and index finger, but her expression was still full of bruises.
“… Don't move, succulent. There are two more left.”
“Something like noise. You want me to survive even if you interrupt me twice.”
“I am not afraid of death. Would you rather kill me? Why don't you try it?”
Maximilien snorted and put his broken arm back together. It was the same as before, but his arm was not a structure that would cause any problems. He raised the saw-blade with his intact arm.
Shiati gasped and looked at him.
'It doesn't matter if my arm is broken. At this point, I don't even think of it as being cowardly or unreasonable. monster… It's like.'
But Shiati still had a last resort. The last contract that is renewed when all offerings are consumed.
A final spell that imposes the same mortality on the opponent if he cuts her neck at the cost of her life. Siati was prepared to use it whenever she could, and confronted Maximilian.
“Do you think you are the only one who knows black magic? Oh man. The act of not having the strength or qualifications to do that, and not acknowledging his insignificance. Tired.”
“It’s good to know. If you don't know, I tried to explain.”
“okay. Do you think I will die if I break your neck with black magic?”
Shiati, who had seen the last spell, shuddered. As if he knew that, Maximilien let out a scornful sneer.
“It’s ridiculous.”
Maximilian stood still and turned a gear somewhere. Tock, tock, tock. A different engagement was heard.
Maximilien's neck was bent to an angle it shouldn't have been.
Obviously, an ordinary human would die just by reaching that position. The neck is a passageway between the head and the body, and it is a vital point.
But for Maximilien, this is not a vital point.
“It’s okay. The fear of death, the belief that it is worthwhile. The death of a trivial thing is also trivial, but pretending to be equivalent to just one piece of knowledge picked up somewhere… Really, it’s unbearable.”
You can break his neck with black magic. But he won't die. After remodeling parts of his body, Maximilien does not die in the usual way.
As Shiati was overcome with fear and helplessness, Maximilien slowly returned his neck to its original position.
“Where, with that wretched power… Let me do what you want.”
Maximilien took a step towards the princess and added briefly.
“It would be impossible.”
powerless The single sword that Shiati had forged throughout her life was infinitely helpless in the face of a monster that was out of the standard of the Six Star.
But I can't stop feeling despair. live or die. I had to move while supported by evil.
Otherwise, the princess will die… .
And, there would be no meaning for Shiati to survive until now.
Shiati held the index finger of her left hand and watched Maximilian's movements with a lot of tension.
Shiati can't break a finger before Maximilien moves. As long as she realizes that she can't do damage to her opponent, her black magic is nothing more than interfering with her opponent's actions. If she uses black magic in advance, the opponent will funnyly return her arm and kill the princess.
So, in order to protect the princess, Shiati must aim right after Maximilien moves.
'… I'm thinking The thoughts of trivial things are so easy to read. So boring and monotonous.'
Maximilian did not move. Instead, his weapon moved alone as if alive.
shudder. A cog wheel in one corner moved. The structure that connects the left arm and the saw blade, and stretches the body by sliding between them.
A complex harmony occurred that only Maximilien could understand, and the mechanism worked according to their own formula. On the surface, the saw blade stretched out without any warning.
“Yerien!”
Shiati quickly grabbed her index finger, but her black magic didn't work.
Black magic is the act of forcing the same thing on the same thing. If you break your finger, you can break something that is long and slender and has a joint.
In other words, only it can be broken.
Maximilian's saw blade did not resemble a finger. The complex structure was neither slender nor long, and it was not clear what the nodes were. Thus, Shiati's black magic was in vain.
But it wasn't pointless.
I got there thanks to Shiati's time off.
“Well, what am I going to do?”
Same with Shiati, huh? Blocking a blow.
I once again lamented my helplessness and thrust a skewer into the seam of his saw blade. A noise entered the gears that were precisely meshed together.
squeaky. The movement of the gears was stopped by a foreign object that suddenly invaded.
“Hmm? You're approaching me without a trace. father… No. Is it you?”
“yes. That's me.”
Tyr's darkness fills the room and gradually spreads out. I, who was hiding in it, approached it, and succeeded in causing a slight malfunction in Maximilien's saw blade with an unexpected blow.
Thanks to this, the princess saved her life once more. Whoa, super save.
“Excuse me for a moment. Then come on.”
After a successful strike, I pulled out the skewer and threw myself back without any regrets.
The opponent is a monster that can tear me apart with pure power, even without supremacy and cog wheels. If you hesitate even for a moment, your body will be torn to shreds.
I heard Maximilian's voice behind me as I ran away.
“You have hidden your presence in darkness! I've been hiding in the sijo's presence! Man, you are so talented!”
“Thank you for a good look. Then come on.”
“You wouldn’t have just touched me! Let’s check where we are and what we’ve done!”
Maximilian swung his saw blade sharply. The saw blade doubled in an instant, and I lifted it to rip my back apart.
The speed is unusual. I was running at full power, but the saw blade was already close. What's even more surprising is that Maximilian didn't move at all from his seat.
After that, I'm glad
Your opponent uses a cog wheel.
“Hey, I got it.”
However, the moment it was about to get longer than that, the saw blade rattled loudly and the cog wheel swung violently. Maximilian smiled.
In the meantime, I managed to escape from a distance, and I opened the hand I was holding tightly. The cogwheels I just pulled out fell out of the water.
“You are doing well. Be careful in the future. Every single piece of garbage like this has a bad impact on the environment.”
Weakness of the cog wheel. If it falls out, it can be replaced at any time, but it cannot function properly until it is replaced.
If it is not engaged, the force cannot be transmitted. No matter how strong it is, idling is just a bad performance fan. I tried a cog pickpocket for that point, and I was unsuccessful.
Of course, there is a prerequisite to understanding the structure in order to pickpocket a valuable cog.
“To understand the structure of my cogs in that brief moment! How did you know?”
I found out by reading my mind. Inside Maximilien's head is a blueprint for a cog wheel, and I've only taken out the really important cogs from it.
As always, I skimmed around.
“The structure of the car collapsed when it was hit from the bottom up. You put what you learned there into your weapon. Pushing from the inside out.”
The carriage is shaped by the interlocking of cog wheels, and because of its structure, it is weak against impacts from below.
The same goes for Maximilian's weapon.
Although it is strong against external shocks, Maximilian's cog wheels were created on the premise that it was easy to assemble and disassemble. If you apply force from the inside out, it will come out easily.
I figured out the structure, bent the tip of the skewer, and pulled the gear out. Thanks to this, even after attacking Yukjangseong, he is still alive and speaking.
Well, maybe there won't be a second chance. where is this
“You mean you understood it at once! awesome! Really, another kind of talent!”
Maximilien salivated and praised it. He had a different attitude than when he was interrupted by Shiati.
“Aren’t you mad?”
“Why would I be angry? The intuition that grasped it, and the driving force to realize what I understood immediately. And even the decisiveness that doesn't doubt the fact that you can do it! You definitely deserve it! No, even if you don't have the qualifications to be the king of humans! You deserve to follow me!”
At the disturbed subject, Maximilien laughed out loud, as if more satisfied. Really funny laugh.
I rolled the dropped cog wheel back to his feet. The cog wheel at his feet climbed up on his own and disappeared into the cloak.
At the same time, a pillar of light soared. Tyr and the Returner have finished the Angel.
now lived I regained my composure and spoke calmly.
“I said a stinky person was ugly. Why don't we say a beautiful parting soon? Darkness is like inside Tyr's body. Will you be in danger if you stay here?”
“Certainly, it is.”
Maximilien simply nodded and stepped back. Because of the darkness that filled him all around him, his whole body looked blurry as he took a few steps away.
“I think there is still time to spare, but I will step down as a token of my homage to you. For you who may be the king of men.”
“what the. You don't pay taxes, you're a king, and you're terrified. I don't know who the hell it is, but if there is a human king here, shouldn't you be a little more polite?”
“ha ha ha! Not yet a candidate! I'll pay all the remaining respects when someone is sure to be one!”
His muffled laughter soon disappeared into the darkness. After waiting until I couldn't hear his thoughts, I muttered as my whole body relaxed.
“It’s tough here.”