Dragonian, Pesche felt the heart thumping at the scene unfolding in front of her eyes.
His comrade, his brother, had fallen and died.
unrealistic sight.
The scales, the pride of the species, and the leather underneath. It was breaking apart without being able to defeat that special iron sword.
It must have been right that the teeth of the sword came out, but I couldn’t quite understand why the brother’s scales were splitting.
tuk.
The brother’s head falls to the floor. The expression on his face, which was rolling in the direction he was in, was full of anger, not recognizing his own death yet.
squeak squeak. Peche’s head was raised.
At the end of his gaze, there was a man who had made his brother so far away.
was human It was a short-lived species.
Deeply pressed robes. Beneath him were pale skin and gloomy eyes.
At first glance, the eyes feel helpless. However, if you look closely at him, you can find a creepy and ferocious energy swirling in him.
Pesche was able to discover the identity of that short-lived species at once.
It would be weird if you didn’t know. The gray divine that covered the entire space. And the unknown rules engraved in gold on it.
In addition, the compulsion felt in those rules.
It was different from magic. It was different from witchcraft. It was different from mystery.
I don’t know why. The blessing engraved on this dragon blood makes him realize at once.
‘… warrant.’
Plus, I knew what it meant.
‘Apostle.’
The closest servant of the gods.
Most glorious seeker.
Demi-gods who have supported a nation called Seongguk for over a thousand years, with a population of only about ten thousand gathered.
The apostle came to this place.
With that fact alone, Pesche was able to realize many things.
There is a saint here. That apostle must have come to meet the saint. The chief was not wrong.
Then, one thought is struck by the accident as if it were a natural fact.
‘Die.’
He and all his brothers who met the apostle at this place will die without exception.
It was not a conclusion drawn by accident. It was a conclusion drawn by instinct.
body trembles I’m out of breath your eyes are shaking
pause-.
… Footsteps are also taken a step backwards.
Pesche clenched her teeth and tried to control her body, but even that was not easy.
A brother’s revenge, a servant’s longing, and such secondary things were moving away from thought.
Thoughts were focused on one point, and he was doing his best to recall only one emotion.
fear.
The moment I met the apostle, the moment I saw those ferocious eyes, fear weighed down on my whole body.
At the most, it did not change the conclusion even if he drew reason and measured his power.
The body was more powerful than ever. He was so full of vitality that he doubted whether this really was his.
It must be a phenomenon that happens according to the rules engraved in the sky.
However, it did not promise victory.
Even if the power of the body grew stronger, there was no magic. There was no spell to stop that sword and pierce the heart of the apostle.
Pesche knew. The reason dragonians are called high-ranking species is because they have the blessing of the parent dragon that flows through the blood vessels of the species.
Without it, no matter how strong the Dragonian was, he was nothing more than a beast.
Then there was a solution that came to mind.
getaway.
However, that was also impossible.
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Obviously they will be faster. Although the vitality of the body overflowed with this, he was still far from that apostle, but even if he decided to run away, he was convinced that a sword would surely come from behind.
The ease of that apostle was proof of him.
The conclusion drawn through reason, which in the end, was only able to fulfill the role of turning the fear that was weighing down on Pesche’s heart into despair.
Again, the teeth bite tight. The muscles of the whole body are tightened to the utmost.
Peche’s gaze turned to the ‘still’ living brothers.
Eyes trembling anxiously.
Pesche could see through him that all the brothers standing here were coming to the same conclusion.
A very tense atmosphere.
In it, the apostle’s mouth was opened.
“Aren’t you coming?”
It is like the cry of an animal.
When Peshe heard the apostle’s voice, it was the first thought that came to mind.
Pesche looked at the apostle with trembling at the voice, and saw the apostle smiling there and felt anger rising from the inside.
The dream was right in front of me. Behind the apostle’s back was salvation to glorify the servant.
But what is this
After anger comes shame, and then self-hatred.
“… Brothers.”
His voice trembled more than ever. When I saw the shadow of the parent dragon for the first time in my life, I was trembling even more than then.
The eyes of the brothers turned to Peshe. Pesche caught the gaze, and cried out in a voice that screamed with pain.
“For the dream!!!”
fault-!
Pesche stepped in. Accordingly, the brothers also stepped in.
A smile grows on the face of the apostle. Pesche, who was feeling despair again at the sight, tried to shake off her emotions and reached out to the apostle’s neck.
It was a movement that should be called a kick.
It was a pathetic move.
Also, it was an unreachable move in the end.
The apostle raises his sword. The sword he lifted only when Peshe’s hand reached the front of the apostle’s neck.
That slow sword cut off Peshe’s wrist.
spatula-.
It would be correct to say that it is ringing in the head rather than in the ear.
The field of vision stretches infinitely. The sound you hear is also stretched.
Pesche made his eyes wide as if they were going to tear as he watched his wrists being cut in front of him, and then opened his mouth.
A moment that feels like eternity. What Pesche felt, returning to reality only at the end, was a pain that seemed to burn her whole body.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!”
*
The heart beats violently. The sensations of the whole body are sharply discarded. An electric current is constantly running through my mind.
Vera raised a long, tearful laugh at the sensation he had not felt in a long time.
A gesture aimed at the left chest.
Dysentery trying to bite the ankle.
Vera blew them away with minimal movement, then swung his long sword and decapitated the dragonian crawling on the floor.
The sensation of cutting flesh and slicing bones runs through the arms and down to the spine. Then, the sensation of climbing up the spine spreads in the head, stimulating bliss again.
spatula. A cool sound resounded, and a fountain of blood spurted over the cleanly cut cross section of the neck.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!”
A scream follows. It was the sound of the dragonian who was aiming for his heart just before.
Vera turned his head to the sound he heard and looked at the source, and there was indeed a Dragonian with an expression full of anger and despair.
Vera felt a sense of joy at the sight, and spoke in a voice full of laughter.
“Don’t be too heartbroken. I will send you along soon.”
Sitnuren’s pupil turned to Vera. The rising light took the form of anger.
The dragonian shoots again. Vera did not avoid him this time.
Tighten the muscles. Tilt your upper body Hold the sword with both hands.
The moment the dragonian approached his nose, Vera swung his sword as hard as he could.
damn-.
It was the sound of the sword being swung and the bones rubbing against each other.
As the sword passed through the arms, shoulders, chest, and waist from the outstretched fingertips and swam in the air again, the Dragonian split in half and fell to the floor.
iron puck.
The sound of chunks of meat clinging to the ground was heard, and the sound of footsteps dug through them.
It was a surprise attack aimed at the background.
Vera, who felt him, rotated his body again and swung his sword, and the sword swung right past the dragonian’s neck.
spatula-.
A sound was heard, and Vera’s vision reflected the falling dragonian with his neck twisting.
Vera continued his thoughts as he watched the branches fall to the floor.
‘… now.’
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One left.
A long breath escaped Vera’s mouth. His gaze turned to the still-living Dragonian.
In a corner of the vacant lot, there was a Molgol Dragonian crawling on the floor with his wrists cut off.
The motion of crawling on the floor while breathing heavily is obviously meant for escaping.
Vera ‘chin’ at the sight and smirked, moving slowly.
“Is that so? All the brothers are fighting and dying, so there’s no sense in running away alone.”
Extremely sarcastic speech.
Vera said that, and the Dragonian, who was shaking with his body, slowly turned his head toward Vera.
“👑, uh huh… .”
The water rippled through the Sitnuren pupils. Tears running down my face sweep the dirt-stained face, leaving crooked marks.
A face stained with fear.
The moment I saw him.
rattle-.
Vera’s body stopped.
It was because of the rising feeling of dizziness.
Vera felt his previously scorching head cool in an instant.
Those eyes, the expression that looked at him and filled with fear was a very familiar expression.
It was the eyes of those who looked at him in his past life.
The self of that time was reflected in those eyes.
Reason, who returned late, took away the joy.
Such a question popped into my mind.
‘… What are you doing?’
It was a question I was asking myself.
The moment he saw blood, he was excited and swung his sword like a beast like before, a question he was asking himself.
As his empty left hand swept over his face, he felt blood dripping from his hand.
Sticky and unpleasant sensation.
“Sa, live… !”
In the meantime, words of pleading are heard. Vera then swung his sword again and decapitated the dragonian.
spatula-.
The feeling of the sword cutting through the flesh was the same as before, but this time there was no pleasure.
Vera’s eyes looked around.
Pieces of meat scattered all over the place. Blood puddles everywhere. And the one standing in between.
At this moment, Vera felt as if he had returned to his previous life.
‘even alittle… .’
Nothing has changed.
I realized my own shortcomings. Now they are ready to change.
He comforted himself in that way, but eventually, when he entered the battle, he was just as drunk with a sword as he had before.
gaze towards the left hand. The blood clotted on the red-stained palms contained infinite heat.
Vera felt the heat and thought again.
‘The sword I wielded… .’
Was it really a sword to protect?
Awkward-.
fists clenched
‘… Wrong.’
The sword swung just before was a sword for killing. It was only a sword to tear the opponent apart. It was a sword designed to rip it apart and provoke the euphoria.
Suddenly, Renee’s face flashed into Vera’s mind.
I remembered myself rejoicing that those few steps were getting closer.
‘… not enough.’
He was utterly inadequate.
Standing next to him, he was not enough to protect Renee.
had been mistaken.
Standing by her side, now that he has come that much, he has grown up.
I was in that illusion.
Suddenly, there was a sensation as if a stone was falling inside.
Vera frowned as he exhaled at the sensation of commotion.
‘… still.’
He was wielding the sword of a beast.
Vera did not realize it until he raised his sword and faced the enemy in front of him.