The returner paused for a moment.
“… Durability?”
“yes. Just as the flesh of an immortal is poison to the blood of a vampire, the blood of a vampire is also a curse on the immortal. look at this. Your flesh has turned dark brown.”
“hey! That’s not good!”
“it’s okay. In this case, you can peel off the calluses with a small skewer. Then the dirty skin will disappear and the inner flesh will be exposed. There is a problem that the length is getting shorter and shorter.”
“I didn’t ask if you were okay! that! Undead won’t be okay!”
‘I told you how the immortals were cursed! Did you do it!’
I know. This is how things turned out
I scratched my head and replied.
“There are a lot of complaints. Then why don’t you use this?”
“… I mean, get it done before the arm wears out!”
“OK. Receipt. Now go. Please clear the way.”
“Quick off! Pacho Line, Dragon Oreum!”
This time I drew it vertically. The wind brought by Cheon Aeng turned the world upside down in an instant. In the storm, the Black Knights rise into the air. The regressor’s magic exploded over them, who had been disconnected from both the pool of blood and the shadows.
“Thunderbird, Thunderbird!”
Jirit, bright yellow lightning strikes like wrinkles in the air. A thin thread that looked like a spider’s web touched the bodies of the Black Knights. At some point it merged into one stream and turned into a huge waterfall.
Lightning burns blood Even if it’s a vampire’s body, the workhorse he created can’t withstand the shock.
The black knight that burned in the air without a shadow turned to ashes as it was, and scattered into the air.
“Come on, let’s go! Please clean the area properly!”
“You haven’t gone yet?!”
The returner jumped into the air and swung his sword. A gust of wind blows forward. The support fire from the sky was quite accurate and precise, so I had to fly away or crouch down to endure everything except the enemy in front of me. I ran across Mt. Muju.
The returner’s sub-magic, the tail wind protects me. The wind swept my back, and as soon as I put my toes on the ground, my body moved forward. Thanks to the wind that wrapped around his body, he was free even from the storm created by the returner.
Buff kills It was only the wind blowing, but that alone gave me a sense of liberation as if I had become a superhuman.
This could break my sprint record.
“Run fast! What is it that you have so much free time?”
A call is heard from behind.
To me, the speed seemed out of control, and to others, it seemed so slow that it made me yawn. What if this is my top speed?
“Cheongkyung!”
[Hehehehehehehe!]
At that moment, Aji flew right in front of me and shoved Lallion into the ground vigorously. Blood spatters from the crushed flesh. Aji, who had the upper hand, held a hard blood iron horseshoe in his mouth instead of the soft flesh that explodes when hit, and ripped it open. Ralion twisted as if rebelling, but that had no effect on Aji’s teeth.
Dipping, the horseshoe fell. Aji found the horseshoe that had fallen after hitting it a few more times, and turned her head to throw it away. A heavy sound echoed across the concrete floor.
Then, Aji and I’s eyes met.
Aji tilted her head.
“bruise?”
“great. I am doing a good job.”
Ajida was engulfed in wildness a while ago and defeated a blood horse. I felt a little creepy when I looked at that young man with bright red blood on his lips, but as soon as he saw me, he smiled brightly, and I was relieved.
Aji raised his chin slightly and barked.
“bruise!”
“Well done! Ouch, get that red horse away from here! Don’t come as close to me as possible!”
I’m physically too strong, and I can’t even read my thoughts because it’s a word. Because it’s like my heavenly enemy.
As long as Aji takes care of Ralion, nothing will stop me.
“Woof woof!”
Aji barked as if he understood.
Just then, Ralion’s remaining hooves flew away.
Aji’s body, which was hit directly by the hoof, flew away like a ball. The hyeolma barely got up and gave a short tug-of-war, and followed Aji without even giving me a glance. The sound of hooves breaking the concrete disappeared in an instant.
Left alone, I muttered blankly.
“I didn’t mean to clean it up like this.”
Anyway, I’m glad that Rallion isn’t going to target me right now. I went on again.
On one side, a horse the size of a house and a dog in human form are fighting, and the wind of a returner blows away the constantly appearing black knight. It was a transcendent battle that seemed to be about a million years away from the ordinary.
In the middle of the battle, I barely squeezed through the cracks and ran.
As I watched the Black Knight disappearing into powder in front of my eyes, I had one thought.
hmmm. No matter how much I think about it, it is impossible for me to be here.
From the black knight who does not die and resurrects, the blood horse, the dog king, the regressor, and the progenitor vampire. Being on a battlefield like that makes me feel too ordinary.
Then Finlay pointed at me and roared.
“Neonoo!”
Then the vampire with hazy eyes raised his hand. Black knights appeared from all directions, and threw themselves to block my path.
I muttered as I looked at it.
“Coming to think of it, there’s also that bastard, there’s no reason not to be me.”
I guess I’m better than Finlay. sound.
Nodding his head like that, he pulled out a skewer and scratched the cross section of the immortal’s arm. A sharp blade pierced through the cracks in the hardened flesh. Flesh cracking. He scraped off the split flesh with a skewer and bounced it off.
“Immortal Explosion!”
The blackened flesh is fragmented and sweeps away the Black Knights. Moderately hardened flesh makes a good bullet. The Black Knight, who was directly hit by the fragments, struggled in the aftermath of the curse.
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My arms got quite short from running up to here. I thought I should save a little and ran.
“Ts. It’s my fault, my fault for letting the old people know the latest games. cancer. I’m not the only one who is embarrassed by the late wind.”
I am ordinary
What is unique magic? Like an ordinary person, I can only use universal magic. There is nothing as grandiose as qigong. Only dexterity to shuffle the cards perfectly.
In other words, what I can do is what everyone can do.
Is it the price of fiddling with your heart to give you a little line or buy a crush? tttttttttttttttttttttttttt This is why people must live according to their own fractions. It’s a sin that I forgot my fountain because I was in the abyss.
“It means that something like me can be easily replaced after all. What I did, and what I said. Even the kindness you give is uncommon after all.”
Seeing my shabby look again, I sighed.
As he runs steadily, Finlay and the vampire are near. I grabbed the immortal’s right arm and walked towards them.
“Anyway, I’ll see if I can live for now. Even ordinary people will do their best to live.”
As I got closer, my thoughts became clearer. Finlay’s hostility towards me, and the vampire’s ego. Even the blood connection between the two.
Aiming between them, he muttered calmly.
“Then I’ll do my best to kill you.”
“Do you think I’ll die easily!!”
Finlay clasped his hands again. The veins flutter all over his body. neck, forehead, arms, chest. Uncontrollable blood was churning and grunting horribly under the skin. It’s because he couldn’t control his own blood because he was manipulating the ancestors.
On the other hand, the vampire was very calm except for a little bit of blood sticking out. He was just looking down at everyone with expressionless, unfocused eyes.
Finlay shouted at me as I approached him.
“You, you bastard!! Where is this! Don’t crush me!”
“Wait there, pickled garlic. I’ll put it in a drum with concrete.”
If you bury it in garlic concrete and roll it into the sea, it will look very good. I will be happy until I die.
Gradually, the right arm of the immortal is also limited. Time to fight now. He swung his right arm, which had changed completely, and ran away.
The Black Knights constantly respawn on the floor, in the air, and in pools of blood. but powerless A weapon roughly created with power cannot block the right arm of the immortal. I don’t know if there is blood, but the red energy loses its light in front of the sun.
Blood is the vitality extracted from the body. Without it, the shadow is nothing more than a doll. Because the power does not cycle, it cannot withstand the curse of the Undead.
perch.
The echoes of once-promising knights are shattered at once. Had I been wearing real weapons or armor, I would have had a good match, but unfortunately I had a weapon that was improvised with power. The echo came to an end with a shield breaking in someone’s right arm and a piercing in the chest.
“Is that all, Finlay?”
Now the distance between me and the vampire is about ten steps. If you are on a tailwind, you can reach it with just three runs.
Finlay’s heart became urgent.
‘As long as the sun is up, you can’t use the blood that strengthens the Black Knight! It can’t be stopped by the bloodless Black Knight. However!’
“Shijo!! Lend me your strength!!”
Finlay raised hematology. Unlike at the time when he used to borrow only from his family, he took over his blood and used it himself.
In an instant, a hundred times more blood than what he had originally dealt with gathered in Finlay’s body. He exclaimed, not paying attention to the rupture of the veins in his body.
“This is the power of Sijo! Take it, Cheonmin!”
Dozens of red spears appeared in the air. Aiming at the shoulders, stomach, and legs. Most of the others are for containment.
A fatal trajectory if hit, but a simple trajectory. of course.
‘That’s cheating! The real thing is a whip sent secretly behind his back!!’
it’s obvious Predictions come before you even read your thoughts.
If I had paid more attention to each window, I would not have been able to avoid it, but I just used my aim.
A bright red whip approaches from the square. At the same time, a red spear was shot at my body.
It’s easy to deal with. Remove the red spear with the right arm of the immortal, and avoid the whip by twisting the body. All you need to focus on is the whip behind your back.
The whip cuts through the air in vain.
‘Avoid without seeing this? then!’
Finlay, with his hands full of red energy, extended his arms downwards. The shadow widened.
‘Don’t punch a hole in the sole of your foot!’
Oh, this is novel.
Cross the feet you are about to step into. If I had walked, the blade of the shadow rose where my feet would have reached.
Avoiding the hidden blade, I misaligned the stride and beat as if drunk, and each time Finlay created the blade that cut through the pitiful air.
‘How do you do this? Then the whole land!’
Thousands and tens of thousands of blades shoot out from under Finlay’s hand. It is trying to turn the entire land into a blade.
It’s not hard He lowered his upper body slightly and scratched the ground with the immortal’s right arm. fight. Every time the cross-section scratched the ground, the hardened flesh stretched out and eroded the shadows. Before the blade could reach me, the realm of shadow itself was crumbling.
Now the distance is close. Confused, Finlay hastily built a wall with blood. no work now I’m just thinking of stopping me.
“why! Why doesn’t it fit?!”
A red wave hits me, but it only obscures my view.
He slashed the waves with the immortal’s right arm. If that was water and a sword in my hand, I would have been swept away and pushed back.
But what the vampire is dealing with is blood, and what I’m holding in my hand is Toin’s arm.
The blood that touched Toin’s arm turned black in an instant, and I appeared through the discolored waves with my shoulder. Drops of blood trying to cling to my body were swept away by the tail wind.
Finlay was astonished. I ran out looking into his eyes.
“I wonder why it doesn’t fit?”
You would be disappointed to know.
So I have to tell you.
I stretched out the immortal’s right arm and taught me the correct answer.
“Because you attack yourself! It was so obvious that I couldn’t get it right!”
“this… child… this… !”
“hahaha! Neither ability nor character is noble! Mosquitoes will have a bigger bowl than you!”
“I’ll kill you… !”
You idiot, I wasted my time reacting to my words.
“Immortal Finish!!”
As I strode forward in the tailwind, I swung the Immortal’s right arm in a big way and slammed Finlay. The brachial biceps, the pride of the immortal, collided violently with Finlay’s face. The parts in contact with each other turned black, and Finlay’s body fell terribly at the shock. A couple of teeth stick out of the mouth.
So, defeating Finlay is not the end. This Satan was born because of vampires. I had to wake her up.
I ran towards the vampire, leaving behind the fallen Finlay.
After that, Finlay’s cry of despair was heard.
“Stop it!!!”
Finlay waved his arms. The blood flowing from his hand spread out in all directions.
The power that Finlay had squeezed even while ignoring the defense blocked my way without getting tired of it.
The new black knights, the whip of blood, the red brand, and the thorns that rise from the darkness. Even the fog that fills the world.
All of that goes to the right arm of me and the immortal. To prevent the toein’s flesh from defiling the blood of the demon.
‘If you just take that off! You can never stop the army of immortality! Without Toin’s right arm, he’d be just a swordsman!!’
No one will blame them.
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My image of ‘polluted’ the Black Knight by swinging the right arm of the immortal. If it were the original, the Immortal Legion, which was supposed to rise again, lost its power and collapsed, so you must have felt a sense of crisis.
Obviously, the arm of an immortal is deadly poison for a being called a vampire. So Finlay would have thought that the weapon was the most dangerous and at the same time all he had to do was stop it.
“Shake it off!”
In order to prevent the arm of the immortal that contaminates blood with a curse, what is needed above all else is the amount. It had to be crushed by a huge weight.
So Finlay forcibly gathered blood from here and there and tried to push me, to be more precise, the right arm of the immortal.
with all your might
“Voila.”
Again, it was worth emphasizing.
Thanks to you, I have no interest in the one card in my left hand.
A wave of fresh blood swept over me, to be precise, my weapon, Toin’s right arm. The right arm of the immortal bounced high into the sky.
The misdirection of my lifetime. Those who had their gaze taken away by the flying right arm realized my existence one beat later.
‘Oh! Instructor?!’
When Finlay turned his head.
I had already tossed it, and was running towards the vampire with a card in hand. In the eyes of Finlay who saw it.
There was a sense of victory.
‘dummy! Do you think I would have left Sijo without any preparation?’
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My card slides across my wrist and turns into a skewer. A sword stick tinged with an ominous light is directed towards the vampire’s chest. Through the cracks that let the dark red energy flow.
‘That’s a storm of hematology! It’s not my power, it’s the power of the progenitor who ran rampant! I can’t even approach it with a simple weapon… !’
Then, Finlay saw. That the tip of my skewer had a familiar blood color.
‘… Blood?’
The most important component of blood is iron. Also, it is iron that hurts the body and produces blood. The two have been inseparable since the arrival of the Iron Age.
To the extent that it is sometimes called iron-blooded because it is tied together.
The relationship between the two grew as the history passed. In a magical sense, iron weapons were fed blood, and some legislators made them lick rusty iron for those who lacked blood. The smell of blood and iron was the wind that came and went together.
Therefore, the alchemy of mixing blood and iron was evaluated as the basis of alchemy.
And I tried basic alchemy with some valuable ingredients.
“I hid it in a card to steal it one day. I didn’t know you could write like this.”
Open chest, chest still showing gaps in order not to break the string of dominance.
He stabbed a skewer full of blood.
resistance is felt. A rush of blood is trying to push my hand away.
But I’ve done it dozens of times already.
As if he had a map, he skillfully dug into the heart of the vampire. My skewer touched my heart as simply as it should have been.
pounding.
An artificial tremor is transmitted from the skewer held in his hand.
This is the heartbeat that Finlay forced. Disgustingly regular, like a low-quality metronome. A heartbeat that was forcibly imitated, and a curse he created to rule his bloodstream.
“Tirkanjaka trainee. Sleep talk was a bit harsh. You’ve had enough of your dreams, it’s time to wake up.”
I pierced the skewer in the middle of the curse, and spurred magic from my whole body. He exclaimed, squeezing out more magical power than he had ever used in the abyss.
“volt.”