447 – Reverse Heaven Trial – 10
Lunken’s charge was devastating. He ran out, causing bloodshed, and pushed towards the founder with his tusks. Sharp tusks attack the founder’s small body.
Runken’s charge is powerful but honest. You don’t need martial arts principles to read directions. The progenitor chose to fight back, and the blood magic that filled his body moved as he wished. The girl’s fist moved towards Runken’s face.
On the outside, it looked like Runken would turn the girl into a blood clot. Tirkanjaka, who separates himself from the world, is more unique. The girl’s fist went blank for a moment, crushing Runken’s tusk and forcing her head halfway inside. “Fusuk,” Longken’s body distorted comically like in a cruel fairy tale.
Bang, Runken bounced and hit the wall. Blood screamed in succession from shock.
“Sniff! “The fists are small, but they’re spicy!”
However, Runken instantly regenerated and kicked the wall. Even his broken tusk was regenerated as if it had never happened before, and he wiped his nose and shouted.
“But I sense hesitation! Sijo, is that all you have!”
“Ugh….”
Tirkanjaka’s fist is dull. The reason lies elsewhere. Senses, emotions. Everything Tirkanjaka had longed for is pulling at her fists.
I feel the pain of being torn by the tusks. It’s momentary, but the gap is long. Although she was angry at Longken, it was difficult for her to feel as intense a hatred as when dealing with a servant of the Holy Emperor.
Nothing goes as planned. Elder, fighting, and love. For her, the only thing she can manipulate is her own body.
‘This…’ Was this the life of ordinary people that I wanted?’
Weakened. Compared to Tirkanjaka, who had divine abilities in the past, the power confined in this small body is a waste. Reduced to a human, Tirkan Xhaka was the first to feel her feelings of helplessness.
‘If I had a vacation like this….’
Tir Khan Xaka suddenly remembered something and shook her head. As her body became weaker, did her mind also become weaker? Even if he is the king of humans, if he were here without his powers, he would be a hostage.
“Have the soul of a warrior! “Founder, if you had the power, you could do so, but if you don’t, you must fight and gain it!”
Runken jumped in again. This time too, straight ahead.
Instead of using the tusks, it strikes with both hands as if trying to crush it. It was a little more technical than before. Tirkanjaka tried to fight back with faith in his regenerative powers, but was shocked when he remembered the pain he would feel in the process. She quickly retracted her outstretched fist and blocked Runken’s attack.
Lunken roared as he saw Tirkanjaka choosing to block rather than fight.
“Wrong!”
Once you are on the defensive, it is difficult to counterattack. Runken shouted excitedly and struck Tirkanjaka dozens of times. Since he has already chosen to block, he has no choice but to block the next one as well. Feeling a tingling pain in his arm, Tir Khan Xaka continued to retreat.
“Is that all? Is that all you have? Fight properly!”
“Ugh… !”
Pwow. Runken’s sudden kick landed in Tirkanjaka’s abdomen. He momentarily gasped at the dizzying pain that seemed to pierce his abdomen. It was a minor blow compared to the attacks that Tirkanjaka had inflicted so far, but the degree to which it was accepted was different due to the senses.
Tirkanjaka’s body was pushed away. Fights between vampires tend to be grueling battles in which each party erodes each other’s dominance, but it seemed like Tirkanjaka, who had regained his senses, would succumb to the pain before that.
‘Are you really saying that my senses and emotions are a burden that only makes me weak?….’
My resolve wavers. Even now, Tirkanjaka was overcome with the desire to stop his heart. I hope you can overcome the pain and crisis right now and look forward to the future.
Runken roared happily and continued to push Tirkanjaka.
“Okay! I enjoy fighting! “Maybe it’s because I’m free from my bondage, but I feel much lighter!”
“You…. Runken….”
“It’s still not enough! More, more! Do your best, sijooooo–!!”
Bang, bang. Huge fists and kicks repeatedly hit Tirkanjaka. Runken does not feel pain. It doesn’t care if its body is broken and crushed, it rushes forward as if to kill.
Unable to endure the pain, Tirkanjaka eventually reached out to other powers. Darkness gathers. Having opposed her light, she becomes an idol of darkness and wields her power.
Numerous black knights who seemed to have grown from the ground rushed to attack the progenitor’s enemy….
“A black knight who doesn’t even have blood. The notebook… “I cannot help but deplore the sight of our founder’s weakened state.”
When the Black Knight stepped on the floor of his blood, a red flower bud rose up as if sensing him. The swirling flower buds surrounded the Black Knight. Ok. The tangent folded, the flower bud swirled around, and the black knight burst out. With a single gesture from Erzébut, the Black Knights were instantly reduced to powder and scattered.
The remaining darkness was drawn by the power of Tir Khan Xhaka and became a wall between her and her Runken.
“This thing!”
Of course, the ability to counter the light of the Holy Emperor had little effect on Longken. He breaks through in an instant and launches a series of attacks into Tir Khan Xaka’s body.
Unable to hold on, Tir Khanjaka threw up her arms. Her power was still there, and Runken bounced back like a cannonball. The attack was meaningless to the vampire, but Tirkanjaka needed that brief moment of leisure.
If my heart stops here.
Maybe we can regain control. But at that moment, Tir Khan Xhaka is unable to attempt to retrieve her heart again. It’s because she already knew that Elder couldn’t handle it and that she was going crazy.
Execute all Elders. All you have to do is destroy this country entirely and ask for it to be brought back…. No matter how much you think about it, it is not a very reasonable method.
… In the first place, will Hughes be able to exercise that power once again? This card is a fragment of the human enemy Tyr found by the human king. It is unclear whether he will be able to throw it away on his own like a toy and pick it up again.
“There is a fight! “Go home!!”
As soon as he noticed that he was thinking of something else during the battle, Runken lunged at him like a wild boar. As if it had been a search war up until now, he ran out, scratching the ground with both hands and arms, and was attacked by Tyr Khanjakar with his whole body. A sound that could not even be a scream comes out. Tir Khan Xaka, who was thrown away, was stuck against her wall, feeling dizzying pain.
Kabila looked pitifully at Tirkanjaka, who was staggering miserably.
“Ah. My poor sister who is suffering pain and suffering. Really, when I think about her sister, she should know that she is the only one who thinks about me. Elder and Valdamir. At least the man who is her older sister’s favorite concubine…. “Her sister is not the best.”
Even in the noisy atmosphere, Kabila’s mutterings were heard by everyone. Runken and Tirkanjaka both paused and looked at Kabila.
“… What are you saying? “Why are you on vacation?”
Despite receiving everyone’s attention, Kabila indifferently took out her dragon bottle. It was an open secret that her mercenary army was modeled after the Black Knight under the command of her ancestor, Tyr Khanja Ka. Because of the huge difference in power, the cumbersome and weak Dragon Soldiers were considered nothing more than toys compared to the Black Knights, who were strengthened with blood. Kabila did not give up, but improved and strengthened it for hundreds of years. Now there is no Black Knight to compare it to.
“Sister. The man… He introduced us to him as the king of humans. Everyone didn’t think that fact was a big deal. It was so insensitive. “The only ones who were paying attention to what he was doing were me and Valdamir.”
“… “You were spying on Hugh?”
“Surveillance? Kihi. Sister, there was no need for that. “Because he didn’t even hide his tracks.”
Sympathizing with the progenitor who had been abandoned by the Elder for choosing her love, the little old warlock recited her knowledge.
“King of humans. The embodiment of barbarism that the Holy Emperor tried to exclude from humans before we existed. Sister, he… No, ‘that’ can’t be yours.”
Warlock. Maniacs who explore taboos not permitted to humans. Kabila, who became an Elder at a young age, had the only way to catch up with other Elders who were already completed using black magic. Her black magic, which uses her own body as a catalyst, is compatible with vampires. As her achievements continued, the young and innocent Kabila fell in love with them even more.
The last Elder. Immorality filled with true blood. Load… Although she is closer to an ally, the Great Witch of the South is the vampire’s greatest ally.
Kabila, who sought to learn from the Great Witch, the guardian of her taboos, witnessed her forbidden knowledge.
“Do you know? The more they dig into it, the more warlocks implicitly feel the shadow of barbarism. Human sacrifice, sacrifice, cannibalism, cursing, copulation. Any action that uses the human body as a cost and acts on the human body. They are called taboos and have existed since before the first year. A barbaric era when all kinds of beasts lived together in groups and the king of humans roamed around unharmed. And the king of men was king then too.”
Kabila muttered, remembering the knowledge she had put away thinking she wouldn’t need it.
“He is neither good nor evil. A person who approves of everything humans do. Any terrible thing, even treason against oneself. The king of barbarism who does not deny or block. He’s not just his sister’s king…. The king of us all. Even if we don’t accept him as king.”
“What…” Say….”
“Ah, poor sister. Since you are so soft and innocent, you are deceived by an evil man. “You still don’t know?”
Seeing Tir Khanjaka gasping in pain, Kabila revealed her cruel truth one by one.
“He sensed the treason against his sister. The idiots of Ruskinia even dared to attack the founder’s mistress. How did you commit such a reckless act? In addition, I went around contacting the Elder and looking for people with whom I could plot a reversal.”
“A raid on vacation? When?”
Reverse Heaven Trial dot comIt was my first time hearing this story. In the past, Tirkanjaka ruled the principality as if it were his own body and knew everything about it, but now that he has lost control over his blood, he does not have as much information as before. If Hughes had heard of an attack, he would have been on alert and reacted in some way.
Is it because I just happened to be cornered? A little sadness rose in Tirkanjaka’s heart. And.
“Sister. ‘When’ is not important. “What he went through, he didn’t share with his sister.”
Kabila spoke as if driving a wedge.
“I stood by. There was no warning in advance or warning to prevent it. Rather, they walked around calmly even after the attack. To be positive means to stand by. He even approved of her treason against her sister!”
Originally, I had no intention of revealing this. Kabila, like other vampires, lacked emotions, and was unable to realize that her lover’s betrayal was a terrible pain.
However, she regretted it when she saw Tir Khan Xaka’s expression, which had been unfazed by Runken’s attack, crumble.
Ah, if I had known this would happen, I would have announced my lover’s betrayal a long time ago.
“Your sister’s man is not just her man. He can never give her sister the love she desires. Never.”
Is it because Tirkanjaka’s emotions came out? The darkness dissipated ominously, as if she had lost her bearings.