Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 82
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Episode 82
Kuoooo… … .
Thick smoke rose from where the swords had struck.
Swauss was momentarily dazed by the unfamiliar sensation he felt when controlling these knives.
Meanwhile, Youngsu was also observing the situation.
I was trying to conserve my strength while assessing the situation.
Swinging the demon sword to the point of directly counteracting the power of the holy sword was an act that consumed an incredible amount of strength beyond imagination.
And above all… … .
‘We must conserve our strength for the next battle.’
Ss …
The thick dust settled, revealing the figure of Pope Sabine.
He didn’t die.
In fact, it was a natural result if it was expected.
Because he was holding the elves’ strongest weapon, the holy sword.
The swords that Swaus poured out were blocked by the Holy Sword’s defense barrier and were stuck in the wrong places.
The Pope said, Sabine.
“…You dare take my sword?”
There was a hint of anger in Sabine’s words.
That anger soon translated into action.
Phew.
Sabine swung her holy sword at Swaus.
The strangely shaped sword cut through the air from left to right.
There was light.
And then it all blew up.
Kwakwakwakwa!!
A blast of light from the holy sword tore the wall apart.
Swauss narrowly escaped the blow.
And when Swauss saw its power, his expression turned cold.
“what……!”
When I clashed with Youngsoo’s magic sword earlier, it wasn’t this powerful.
This is because the power of the magic sword is somewhat offset.
But what Sabine saw now was the raw power of the Holy Sword.
And the power that I saw firsthand was beyond imagination.
“Ugh!”
Sabine swung the holy sword once more at Swaus.
From top to bottom.
Another flash of light occurred.
Kwakwakwakwakwa!
This disaster split the ceiling, walls, and floor simultaneously.
The thick walls of the building were crushed like tofu.
And the elven citizens who arrived near the Great Temple also felt this shock.
“Didn’t the building shake a little while ago?”
“You felt it too… … !”
The Great Temple was originally a place of piety, solemnity, and tranquility.
Because it was a space for prayer, meditation, practice, and ritual.
The elven citizens began to panic as they saw this unexpected sight in a place where there was no reason to feel such shock or vibration.
“What on earth is going on inside the Great Temple… …?”
“No way… is that it… … .”
“Elder, do you have any expectations?”
A bearded elf elder hesitated for a moment.
Because he had no idea what kind of ripples his words would create in a situation like this.
But, unable to bear the gazes pouring down on him, the elder finally opened his mouth.
“… It’s just a rumor I heard when I was very young. It’s said that a monster is sealed under the Great Temple.”
“So are you saying that the monster has awakened just now?”
“Don’t read too far into it. It’s just a rumor.”
But at some point, the elder’s words began to spread quickly among the citizens.
And based on this rumor, a strange picture began to form in the minds of the citizens.
It’s a strange picture of a monster awakening in the basement of the Great Temple, and the Dharma King and priests fighting against the monster.
The illusion soon became a conviction, and the hearts of all citizens began to overflow with support for the priests who were fighting against the monster.
And those who are a little more proactive… … .
“Shouldn’t we go in and help too?!”
“Hold on! Don’t you know that if you enter the Great Temple without permission, you will be punished!”
“Ugh… … !”
At that moment.
Kwaaang!
A pillar of light burst through the roof of the Great Temple.
The loud noise and destructive power caught the attention of the citizens.
The pierced dome roof soon began to collapse, and tension and fear began to spread across the faces of the citizens who saw it.
From that moment on, no one ever asked to enter the Great Temple.
* * *
Again, the sword room.
Swauss was going over in his head what he had just seen.
‘What did you just shoot?’
A pillar of light shot out from the tip of the holy sword held out by Sabine.
It broke through several layers of ceilings and floors and eventually pierced through the roof of the cathedral.
It was a terrifying force that made the back of my neck stiffen.
Of course, even top-tier magicians who specialized in light magic were able to shoot light rays of this level.
But, to shoot a beam of this power with just a normal attack, without any casting, preparation, or delay, was beyond common sense.
Phew.
Again, Sabine swung the holy sword.
Light and explosions erupted again along the imaginary line drawn in the air by the tip of the sword.
Quagwagwagwa!!
It doesn’t end with just breaking down walls anymore.
The building was already slowly collapsing.
This is because the pillars, walls, and beams that supported the ceiling were all crushed by the holy sword’s slash.
Of course, cutting down a building with a knife was something that even archbishop-level priests who had eaten the Golden Ring could do.
But this is the Great Temple.
A building that encapsulates the essence of elven architecture and material engineering.
At the point where this building, which could be easily destroyed even if hit by a meteor, was destroyed like that, the power of the Holy Sword was already far beyond common sense.
A power so alien it feels unrealistic.
But what Swauss felt at that moment was a strange feeling of a slightly different direction.
‘… But how did I avoid all that?’
Despite its immense power and attack range, the Holy Sword never once inflicted any real damage on Swaus.
Because Swauss avoided everything.
That was the strange thing.
How on earth was I avoiding such outrageous techniques?
Quagwagwa!
Once again, the holy sword’s slash flew in.
And Swauss avoided the blow once again.
‘…ah.’
Only then did Swauss realize.
The reason why he was able to avoid the disaster.
There was nothing special.
I just avoided it because I could.
I saw everything.
It was completely visible in which direction Sabine would swing the holy sword, towards which direction, and with what force.
But why on earth is that?
Sabine’s swordsmanship was never weak.
No, to begin with, I fought that monster called Cheon Yeong-su only with swordsmanship.
But, there was only one reason that could come to mind for his swordsmanship skills to suddenly deteriorate like that.
‘The weapon is the problem.’
Holy Sword Kairus.
The shape of the sword was the problem.
The shape of the blade is so strange that it looks like a combination of a greatsword and a double-edged axe.
If you take off the name tag that says “Holy Sword” and think about it, it was a zero-point sword.
The center of gravity is also ambiguous, and the trajectory it can swing is extremely limited due to its strange T-shape.
In short, it is a sword that combines the shortcomings of a double-edged axe and a greatsword.
If a blacksmith had made his own sword like that, it would have been the kind of thing that would have caused the blacksmith to throw it into the furnace.
When I took off the halo of the name Holy Sword Kairus, I saw that it was a truly ridiculous sword.
‘You must have read everything in my eyes because you were swinging that thing around… …!’
The name Holy Sword, and the magnitude of its immense power.
I was so overwhelmed by it that I couldn’t see the most basic things.
but-
Quagwagwa!
Even though I knew the Holy Sword’s weakness, I couldn’t attack it.
Because of the Holy Sword’s strong defensive barrier and shockwave, there was no answer even if you approached it.
Even if they rained down swords, they could not penetrate the shield.
This was a fight that ultimately left Swaus at a disadvantage.
Since it was untouchable, there was no way to win.
‘Damn, what the hell do I do… … .’
“Swow!!”
At that moment, Youngsoo’s shout was heard from a corner of the room.
“All the swords in this room are yours!”
“… … ?!”
“Everything is yours, including the Holy Sword!!”
ah.
At that moment, Swauss understood Youngsoo’s words.
Swaus currently has control over the swords in this room through a contract with the .
Of course, there was no reason for the Holy Sword to be an exception.
Actually, when Sabine had control of the swords earlier, she could summon the holy sword with just a gesture.
However, because Sabine continued to hold the Holy Sword, Swaus unconsciously excluded the Holy Sword from his control.
“… I was really stupid.”
Master!
Swauss floated dozens of swords behind his back and rushed towards Sabine.
Sabine shouted, grabbing the holy sword again.
“No way!!”
At that moment, when he was about to launch a devastating attack towards Swaus.
Towering.
The holy sword stopped moving.
Swauss forcibly stopped the movement of the Holy Sword.
Sabine’s face hardened into ashen red.
“No, I said no… … !”
“asleep!”
Pooboobook!
A dozen swords pierced Sabine’s body.
With a thud, Sabine fell to her knees.
* * *
“…It’s over.”
It’s all over.
War, revenge.
Swauss muttered, looking down at Sabine with a blank stare.
Yeongsu, who had come closer without me noticing, spoke.
“Congratulations. Your revenge is over.”
“… I thought I would feel a little better after finishing it, but no.”
“No, I guess I’ll think about it when I go back and lie down in bed. Ah, it feels so good.”
“… … .”
“First of all, take the Holy Sword. It’s yours now.”
“what……?”
Swauss doubted his ears.
“Hey, you want me to take this?!”
“What do you mean, the control is in your hands anyway? I’m not an elf.”
“… … !”
Swauss bit his lower lip hard.
I was embarrassed.
I was ashamed of myself for even thinking about fighting my comrades over this sword.
In fact, even if Youngsoo had claimed ownership of the Holy Sword, Swaus had nothing to say.
Because 80% of the credit for breaking through to this point belonged to Yeongsu.
However, Yeongsu handed over the Holy Sword without hesitation.
Even though I saw that tremendous power right before my eyes.
Swauss said.
“…Thank you, Cheon Yeong-su.”
At that moment, as he was saying that and about to reach out for the holy sword.
“Ugh.”
A bitter laugh burst out from Sabine’s mouth, who was thought to be dead.
“Congratulations. You have obtained the second most valuable item in this temple.”
“… Were you alive?”
“To celebrate your defeat, let me tell you an old story.”
“… … ?”
“Have you ever heard the legend that a monster is sealed in the basement of the Great Temple?”
“Why are you suddenly bringing up old rumors… … .”
Cool!
Sabine continued talking, spitting out blood from her mouth.
“… That’s why the Great Temple was first invaded, and that’s why the Great Temple became like this.”
“Hey Cheon Yeong-su, why don’t we just cut off this guy’s head?”
“I woke it up.”
“Wait a minute, what?”
“The moment your sword pierced me, I awakened it. That power belongs to the Pope.”
“What the hell are you talking about… … .”
Kukukukukuku… … !
At that moment, the entire Great Temple began to shake.
As if an earthquake had occurred.
For a moment, Swaus’s eyes wavered.
An ominous feeling ran down my spine that Sabine’s words might not be nonsense.
Sabine said, giggling.
“You have obtained the Holy Sword, but you will not be able to take with you the most precious thing, your own lives.”
“this……!”
“God will awaken soon. Come and welcome him with all your might.”
Swauss doubted his ears.
“What… God?! You sealed God in the basement of the Great Temple?!”
“Yes. The 7th of the 13 gods, Sand Dragon Zentamino.”
Kurrrrrrrr!
The floor, covered with solid stone tiles, began to ripple as if it were water.
It meant that something huge was moving beneath my feet.
Swauss shouted in anger.
“You crazy bastard! If you release this here, the citizens will die! And you are still the Pope!”
“I said it clearly. There is no cowardice in fighting. Even if I die… I will end this fight in my own way.”
At those words, Swauss, as a former priest, felt a strange sense of emptiness.
“… Sabine, you’re going to hell.”
“Yeah, heaven, hell… … .”
Sabine swallowed her last breath and uttered her last words.
“I never believed in such superstitions in the first place.”
Boom!
Something huge rose from under the ground.