Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 81
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Episode 81
Pope Sabine.
An unprecedented pope who simultaneously holds the records of the youngest person to ascend to the throne and the longest reign.
His reign as Pope to date has lasted 50 years.
This meant that Sabine had not been outside the Great Temple for 50 years.
Who is the Pope?
Guide of the faith, guardian of the holy sword.
And the spiritual leader of all elves.
The Pope was in himself an absolute symbol.
That is why it must never be damaged, and it must never be allowed to be damaged.
So it became an unwritten rule for a long time that the Pope could only reside in the main temple.
The only outside space you can go to is the rooftop of the main temple.
Even then, I couldn’t go up more than twice a week.
Of course, the Great Temple was spacious.
The interior was incredibly spacious and complex, much more than it appeared from the outside.
But 50 years was enough time for this vast temple to turn into a boring space.
Sabine was getting bored.
The lofty power, the respect heaped upon himself, the adoring gaze of his subjects.
Everything settled into endless boredom.
As reality became more horrifying, the past in my head began to be romanticized.
Back in the day, when I was a warrior.
Those days when I fearlessly roamed the world with blind faith on my back.
That elation, that thrill, that dizziness.
At that time, the moments when I risked my life on the tip of a thin sword and dashed through the battlefield suddenly began to appear in my dreams.
That guy showed up.
A guy named Cheon Yeong-su.
The Great Temple, which had not been breached for 3,000 years except for one time, was breached by that bastard.
He broke through all the defensive measures painstakingly arranged by the cardinals, who were veterans of battle and defense, and finally entered the sword room.
Is this impossible?
As I said before, that is not the case.
There was only one incident where the innermost part of the Great Temple was attacked.
But isn’t that guy a god?
Aren’t they mere mortals, descendants of a species far inferior to even the elves?
But what on earth is this guy’s behavior, which seems to mock all of those thick concepts?
Kaaaaang!!
Sword clashes with sword.
Cheon Yeong-su and Sabin.
Without an inch of gap or retreat, the two clashed with everything they had on their swords.
Dozens of swords cut through the air.
The sharp, sharp blood struck like lightning without stopping.
Swauss, who was watching this scene from a distance, suddenly felt fear seize his whole body.
That was hell.
Hell descended to the present world through the bodies of only two people.
But in the middle of that hell, Sabine was actually smiling.
‘good night.’
This fight, this elation.
This fight is burning, fueled by the lofty sense of weariness that has built up over time.
I am alive.
After decades of floundering in this swamp of boredom, I am finally, truly, alive.
“Hahahaha!”
The moment when laughter finally burst out of Sabine’s mouth.
Chahak!
The tip of Youngsoo’s sword passed through Sabine’s chest.
“Sigh… … .”
Yeongsu spoke to Sabine, who was staggering back.
“Funny?”
“…What do you mean?”
“Someone swings a sword around bloodily to prevent the destruction of their world, and you find that funny?”
“Phehehe.”
Sabine laughed again and said.
“How can everyone fight for the same goal? For some, it may be a lifelong fight, while for others, it may be a game.”
“Ha, that kid… … .”
“Who is right and who is wrong? You think I am wrong? No. The one who survives is right. That is the beauty of fighting.”
Sabine stretched out her empty hands to the side.
A sword that had been far away was pulled out and flew towards his hand.
however-
Ring ring.
The flying sword fell to the ground and rolled around before it could even reach my hand.
I no longer felt any strength in my arms.
The power to remotely draw and send out a sword.
‘uh……?’
Sabine looked down at her body.
There are scars here and there.
But when viewed with the naked eye, none of them were fatal.
Because they were all shallow wounds.
The only deep wound was the one I had just received, and it was a wound that was bearable.
But what is this sudden loss of strength?
“… It’s poison.”
That was correct.
The sword that Youngsoo is holding in his left hand is the Poison Sword Sigal.
Even though he never managed to cut deep into Sabine’s body, he was able to steadily accumulate poison in his body.
“You just realized it now?”
“… … .”
“I don’t think I’m as good at fighting as I am at it.”
Phew.
Yeongsu swung his sword at Sabine’s vital spot in one breath.
At that moment-
Clank.
The holy sword that was stuck on the altar moved.
Shhh!
And at that moment, when Youngsoo’s sword was about to touch Sabine’s neck.
Pakang!
A large sword fell from the sky and blocked Youngsu’s sword.
A huge double-edged sword with a blade nearly 2 meters long.
The blade starting from the hilt was wide and straight like a typical greatsword, but split into two at the tip.
The shape of the two blades that split apart was similar to the blade of a double-edged axe.
Throughout the history of mankind and elves, no other sword of this strange shape has ever existed.
That’s why Yeongsu was able to immediately tell what the sword was.
“…Holy Sword Kairus.”
The Pope finally drew his holy sword and summoned him.
He used all his remaining strength to pull out the holy sword.
In fact, he had no other choice than the Holy Sword at the moment.
The support troops were personally annihilated by the commander as he came here, and the stone statues that were supposed to regenerate the holy magic were already broken.
The biggest problem is the toxin that digs into the body.
To cure this poison, you need an item with a strong healing or buff effect.
And the Holy Sword was exactly that kind of item.
It was natural for Sabine to draw the holy sword.
Ddddddd-
The holy sword that blocked Youngsu’s sword began to tremble and emit a golden light.
The trembling grew louder.
It wasn’t just a simple rumbling.
A violent shaking that feels like it would shake everything caught in it.
Even Youngsoo was momentarily thrown backwards by the vibration.
Choaaaaah!
Youngsoo slid for a long time and barely managed to find his bearings.
The blade of the sword that had collided with the Holy Sword was still shaking.
My arms were tingling and my joints were aching.
Even though his body was greatly strengthened due to blood sucking.
‘Yeah, you pulled out the holy sword, right?’
But instead, Youngsoo laughed.
because…….
‘It’s moving along just as I expected.’
Yeah!
Youngsoo opened the inventory.
What Youngsoo took out was a long cylinder.
The inside of the cylinder was filled with the blood of a unicorn, and in the blood was a longsword.
Yeongsu pulled out the longsword.
As the unicorn’s blood flowed down the blade, the ominous aura that the longsword had been carrying began to spread out.
The Demon Sword Cronus.
The only sword that can stand against the Holy Sword.
The moment he saw the magic sword, Swaus felt goosebumps run down his spine.
At that time, Youngsoo said.
“Swaus.”
“hmm……?”
“When I give the signal, put your blood on that golden blade.”
Of the hundreds of swords in this room, there was only one with a gold blade.
The sword that the Dharma King used to cut off the head of the leader, the sword of the Golden Chain King Karvan.
It was a requirement that I couldn’t understand in English.
But Swauss didn’t ask why.
If Youngsoo said that, there must be a reason.
And above all, because the clash between the two has already begun.
Shuaaaah!
Yeongsu wrapped his blood around the magical energy emanating from the magic sword.
Guided by the blood, the magic began to swirl around the blade like a whirlpool.
With the momentum to grind down everything it touches.
Kiiing!
Meanwhile, Pope Sabine raised the Holy Sword high and drew out its power.
With a clear roar, the holy sword radiated light in all directions.
The two rushed towards each other.
The holy sword and the demon sword.
Vertical and horizontal cuts.
The clash was just an overwhelming swing of power, without any form of discipline or manners.
Kaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!
What exploded wasn’t just a loud noise.
Waves, vibrations, shock waves.
It all came together and came together at one point, then came apart and burst out.
The axes of the earth will shake, chandeliers will fall, and walls will break.
The shock spread so fast that it shook the entire great temple.
The clash between the saint and the devil.
The waves it created spread out in all directions, producing strange effects.
* * *
A village on the outskirts of the Eldrunia Forest.
The elves there felt something strange.
“what……?”
“You felt it too?”
They climbed up the watchtower and looked around.
“It looks like it exploded near the Great Hall?”
“Wait a minute, can I have the telescope?”
“uh……?”
Those who looked toward the Great Hall began to feel an even stronger sense of alienation.
“Why can I see the Great Hall so well?”
The greatest feature of the Great Temple is harmony.
That is, its biggest characteristic was that it blended in with the surrounding forest and seemed to be hidden from view.
But it looks so good… … .
“The hiding spell has been broken.”
The village elder pointed out exactly that.
“What do you mean?”
“The concealment spell placed outside the Great Temple was broken for some reason. That’s why it’s visible like this.”
“For what reason… … .”
“That’s not a good reason, is it? So, everyone, get your weapons ready.”
“A weapon… … .”
“The Great Temple may have been invaded.”
“… … !”
A state of emergency was declared in the village.
The young elves each took out their weapons and began to head towards the Great Temple as soon as the summons was over.
It wasn’t just this town.
The elders of other villages came to similar conclusions, and they all began to act in similar ways.
A large number of elves began to gather towards the Great Temple.
* * *
The clash of the sacred energy and the demonic energy.
When these two opposing forces collide, a strange, high-energy wave is produced.
It creates an effect that momentarily distorts the flow of refined mana.
In short, this wave instantly nullifies magic.
Some kind of magical EMP.
Because of this, the hiding magic that had been placed over the Great Temple was instantly lifted.
And these weren’t the only magics that were lifted.
The effect of the that Youngsoo was wearing was temporarily turned off, and the purification effect of the unicorn horn necklace also temporarily disappeared.
It was a significant penalty, but Youngsoo didn’t care.
This is because it was something that was expected, and the most troublesome magic was also dispelled.
Quagagagagak!
Both Youngsoo and Sabine were unable to overcome the shock and fell far away from each other.
As the Holy Sword and the Magic Sword fell, the magical EMP quickly began to subside.
At that moment, Youngsoo shouted.
“Swow!”
“… … !”
Swath intuitively sensed that this was a sign.
Youngsoo said.
When you give the signal, he will stain the golden blade with blood.
‘Over there.’
Swauss dashed towards the golden sword stuck in the floor.
Towards the sword of the Golden Chain King Karvan.
Sabine, who intuitively felt something was fishy, quickly pulled the sword towards her.
But the Golden Chain King’s sword did not budge.
It wasn’t that I didn’t have the strength to summon the sword.
The ability to control the sword itself was gone.
‘What… …!’
A technique that links and controls one’s own consciousness with the hundreds of swords in the Sword Room.
This too was a kind of magic.
A magic that is activated by making a blood contract between the sword and oneself.
But the contract itself was rendered invalid by the wave that had just erupted.
In other words, the control over the swords placed in this room was momentarily lost.
And the sword of the Golden Chain King was the medium through which this contract was made.
Bam.
Swauss took hold of the blade.
The golden blade dug into his palm, and blood flowed down the blade.
Swaus felt a voice ringing in his head.
[Should I tie it?]
Swauss replied.
[Conclude.]
Master!
Dozens of swords surrounding Swaus rose into the air at once.
The magical EMP had completely disappeared.
However, the sword contract had already passed from Sabine to Swaus.
Sabine’s face was distorted.
“You… … !”
“Be quiet.”
From top to bottom, Swath lowered his fingertips.
Quagwaquagwaqua!
The swords that had risen poured down on Sabine’s head.