A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 249



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Episode 249. I like listening.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The waves of demons surged forward at a rapid pace, chasing after me and Lord Monde.

Now the ground was shaking more than just shaking; it was shaking as if an earthquake had occurred.

So much so that you have to concentrate to avoid falling while running.

“Eww! This is fucking crap!”

I glanced back and saw Mond Kyung running like crazy to avoid being swallowed by the waves, swearing behind me.

Although it is quite a distance away, who would not run away at the sight of that terrifying sight of the demons rushing in like waves?

Looking at it this way, it seemed like a huge natural phenomenon rather than an air raid by demons.

Their momentum was unusual.

It was on a different level from the first wave.

If we just crash into the wall like this, it might be dangerous… … .

The moment I thought that.

Dozens of shells flew in parabolic arcs.

“Lord Monde! The shells are coming!”

“What the hell!”

Fortunately, the shell landed far behind.

Kwakwakwakwang!!

The loud noise coming from behind made my ears numb.

A series of massive explosions occurred simultaneously, slowing the waves down slightly.

The momentum that had been pushing in has slightly subsided.

At that moment, I raised my head at the sound of a terrible sound that sounded like the howling of a hellish spirit.

The sky was tinted a gloomy green.

I quickly focused my eyes on the barrier and looked at it.

A man stood on the wall, holding a sword that glowed blue-green.

A ray of light stretched out from there, reaching the sky and creating a hellish landscape.

It was as if it was rippling and would pour down over my head at any moment.

It felt like the tongue of hell was flickering.

The magnificence was beyond words.

“What the heck is that… … .”

I heard Monde Kyung muttering.

I raised the corners of my mouth even while running.

“Is this your first time seeing Kyung-eun?”

“Where can you see something like that?”

“It’s the work of a peacock.”

“what?”

Cheonma also muttered softly as if he found it interesting.

[Hoo… Is this also the power of the sword?]

“maybe.”

I had only seen it once when I came to Tudra before, and had also witnessed the powers of the Red Sword Vlad and the Blue Sword Frost, which were beyond imagination, so I wasn’t all that surprised.

At that moment, the Duke was seen swinging his sword.

Then, a strange, unidentifiable cry covered the heavens and earth, and the green aurora that had been coloring the sky descended to the ground.

Woof woof woof!

It was a sight that was mysterious and at the same time creepy.

It was as if the messenger of hell was stretching his arms towards the earth.

The green hand descended from the sky and swept across the battlefield.

As if sweeping away a swarm of ants with your hands.

The fish that were caught fell from the sky after a while, causing secondary damage.

“… … Was the Duke a wizard?”

It was the voice of Lord Monde, who seemed to have lost his cool.

“What are you surprised about? Is this your first time seeing the Eight Swords?”

“First time seeing this. Where can I go to see the Eight Swords?”

“hmm.”

That’s true.

“… … Is that truly the power of one person?”

“They’re not called the Eight Sword Masters for nothing. The Eight Sword Masters are originally absurd guys who defy common sense. How reassuring it must be to have such a monster on your side.”

“That’s true.”

The hand of the messenger from hell continued to extend its arms and weed out the demons.

Meanwhile, shells continued to fly without stopping.

The waves gradually slowed down, and eventually their initial momentum, which seemed as if they would sweep away anything, subsided considerably.

At first, it was a tsunami that seemed like it would swallow everything up, but now it has been downgraded to a rough wave.

That’s what I thought at first.

‘Is it worth stopping?’

Of course, I have no intention of just stupidly bumping into it.

Because the waves are still rough.

If you throw yourself in there, you will be torn to pieces. In other words, it is suicide.

If I were alone, I would have just run behind the barrier, but this time, I was with our proud Sherwood members.

‘Dauphin, Hearts, Sorrow, Schmidt, Linda.’

As I thought about the guys’ strengths, a plausible plan quickly formed in my head.

I can’t guarantee that it will be successful though.

‘It’s worth a try.’

By then I was able to meet the members who were running towards the wall with one mind and one purpose.

A phantom thief running through the eastern forest found me and shouted.

“Little brother! Are you okay?”

“Not yet! What about you?”

“Same thing! What’s the plan?”

I gave instructions right away.

“Stop it! If it’s difficult, at least slow down! Sorou!”

“what!”

“Isn’t there any large-scale magic that can stop it?”

Sorou clicked his tongue in displeasure.

“Tch! I hate inefficient magic.”

“What are you saying?”

Harts answered instead.

“I’m ready! But I need some time!”

“how much!”

“3 minutes!”

“Shut up and give it one minute!”

Ignoring the cursing Sorou, he called Dauphin.

“Brother Do! Help him somehow learn how to use magic within one minute!”

“I get it!”

After giving the order, the golden afterimages of the swift horse and the poisonous horse that had run towards the western plains this time pretended to know.

“Devil! The demons are coming!”

“Linda, there’s poison for Masuyong!”

“Yeah! But even if an A-class demon gets hit by that, he won’t die!”

“It’s okay, when Sorou uses magic, spray it accordingly! As much as possible!”

“okay!”

Schmidt followed Thoreau, carrying Linda on his back, without giving any specific instructions.

I glanced at the waves coming in.

There were more large demons, presumably Class A, than I expected.

Even if it doesn’t kill them, it can weaken them, so that alone is a great effect.

After giving those instructions, he ran to the barrier with Monde, where he met an unexpected person.

I thought you went to sleep, but why are you still there making a fuss?

“Ashban-kong!”

Adrian waved his hand behind the horrifying, unspeakable creatures.

“Come here!”

What is this way?

I quickly increased my speed and approached Adrian.

But there was no time to have a long conversation, so I shouted right away.

“Adrian! Why are you here! Can’t you see the wave?”

“For more precise manipulation, it is standard for the caster to be positioned within the range that resonates with the magic circuit.”

“So you’re saying we have to stay a certain distance away?”

“Yes! That’s right! Lord Ashvan, how can you understand the meaning of words so quickly-”

I ignored Adrian, who was mumbling something, and gave instructions to Lord Monde, who was panting and barely following behind.

“Lord Monde! Escort Adrian!”

“What is that-”

“Don’t let the devils touch even a single hair on me! Got it?”

I didn’t even listen to the answer to the question I asked and immediately ran off in the opposite direction.

A place where the road gradually narrows due to the snow-capped mountains on both sides.

In the center, Sorou was creating a large magic circle by scattering unidentifiable powders.

It didn’t seem like ordinary powder, as it didn’t scatter even in the midst of a blizzard.

I quickly approached the guy and asked.

“Are you doing well?”

Sorou shouted.

“Don’t talk to me!”

Instead, Hartz explained.

“It’s a magic circle that amplifies and stabilizes magical power. It’s almost essential for large-scale magic.”

“What about the others?”

“Such large-scale magic requires a catalyst that connects to the corresponding coordinates. I went to spread it.”

“You know pretty well, right?”

“My neighbor is a wizard.”

I saw the thief and the golden sprinter running hard in the distance.

“What are the expected effects?”

“A delay of about 5 seconds at most.”

“It’s too short.”

5 seconds.

You’ll only be able to fire one more magic shell before the demons get within range of your fire.

“Can’t you hold it off any longer?”

Sorou snorted.

“Then how are we supposed to stop that amount of water? Even 5 seconds is a lucky chance. There’s a good chance they’ll just break it and come rushing in.”

“How can it not work?”

“I might be able to buy a few more seconds by bringing in wizards to assist with my magic, but I can’t risk losing key personnel. And I don’t have time for that.”

“Really? Then I’ll help you.”

Sorou looked at me blankly.

“Who are you?”

“Captain of Sherwood.”

“… … .”

“The captain is versatile. Let’s take this opportunity to remember that.”

Sorou drew a magic circle with a sneer.

Meanwhile, another string of magic shells passed overhead.

Kwakwakwakwang!

As the sound of explosions grew closer, the sound of the earth-shaking footsteps of those who stomped their feet also grew louder.

At that moment, a thief and a swindler came running this way.

“I sprayed it all!”

I urged Sorou.

“That’s what they say.”

“I’m done, so just shut up.”

“check.”

Soon, Sorou shook his hands and went to the center of the magic circle, curling up.

It looked like both arms and feet were stuck to the ground, as if they were about to walk on all fours.

Meanwhile, Dauphin, Schmidt, and Linda, who was carried on his back, returned behind the magic circle.

“Brother, are you done?”

“I guess so.”

Sorou watched the waves of demons rushing in from the front.

It seemed like the timing was right.

Meanwhile, I closed my eyes and relaxed.

It was mainly projected towards the ground in front where a magic circle was drawn.

Then, a narrow path leading to Mana came into view.

They were thin as a solid line, and they branched out into dozens of branches toward the front.

It seemed to be connected to that catalyst thing.

‘Magic assistant.’

I have seen blue flowers made of ice that the bitter cold had previously created grow at a frightening rate, sucking up my moonlight.

That was mana too, and this was mana too.

Is there a difference?

Internal energy is slightly different from mana.

However, it is already known that internal energy can be mixed with mana.

Moreover, the quality of internal energy is much higher compared to the same amount of mana.

So how much assistance can you provide?

You don’t know until you try.

‘Why not give it a try?’

Since Sorrow is a specialist ice magician, it would be appropriate for me to assist with ice magic.

After I started the Seoljicheongyeomgong, I also imitated the four-legged beast following Sorou.

“Devil, what are you doing?”

“Magic assistance. Is the poison ready?”

“Yeah! I gave it to Dauphin too. When the magic is activated, he’ll run to both sides and spray it.”

“good job.”

“Hehehe.”

“Don’t talk to me, I need to concentrate.”

“huh!”

Doo doo doo doo-!

Waves of demons surged forward, and white snow powder rose like clouds of dust.

Kwakwakwakwang!

Woof woof!

The shells flew towards those guys once again, and the hand of death stretched from the sky and swept them away.

The situation has already arrived in front of me.

Sorou stared straight ahead without saying a word.

Blue energy surged through Sorou’s entire body and then burst out explosively at one moment.

“now!”

Kwagagagagagag!!

In the blink of an eye, he advanced through dozens of paths connected by Sorou’s mana.

Blue ice thorns grew out sharply towards the oncoming demons.

I quickly followed after him.

“Ugh!”

Among the Seolji Cheongyeon Gong, the internal energy of the Ice Gong was poured out towards Sorou’s magic circle.

“uh?”

The owner of the magic circle was heard to look flustered.

The energy I poured out moved through the path at a speed incomparable to mana… … .

Cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies!!

The once green ice thorns were covered in white and strengthened into ice thorns twice as large.

The running demons charged straight at me, with no intention of evading.

There was a huge crash.

5 seconds have passed.

The barricade formed by ice was impenetrable.

Rather, it was the demons who were pierced.

If you run at the same speed as the ice thorn, it is natural that you will get impaled.

Dauphin and Schmidt immediately run out and spray crimson poison.

The magic master looked back at me with a dumbfounded face.

I chuckled.

“It’s been about 10 seconds now, right?”

“… … .”

Not missing the opportunity, a barrage of shells was fired indiscriminately, and the hands of messengers came and went frequently.

Meanwhile, a good idea occurred to me.

The blue flames burning the ice that I saw the last time I went out on reconnaissance.

“Okay.”

This time, I filled the magic circle with salt energy.

Then, blue flames rose from the huge white ice thorns that grew out in sharp points.

Naturally, the blue flames spread to the demons impaled on the ice thorns.

Kwaaaaah!

Kieeeeeek!

The cries of the demons echoed sweetly across the white snowy field.

I smiled with utmost satisfaction as I heard that sound.

“Hey, that’s good to hear.”