I’m Here to End This Fight - Chapter 399



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Episode 399. The Belgrade War (14)

The world is spinning round and round.

What would it be like if you were flying through the sky in a large cylinder?

The sky and the earth pass by alternately before my eyes.

At the same time, the expressions of countless people were clearly visible.

Some people are shocked.

For some, joy and delight.

Uli Giclee, faced with two contrasting groups of faces, thought:

‘why?’

Why do they look at themselves like that?

While I was pondering such questions, the face of one person slowly came into view.

Shock, anger, sorrow.

And sorrow.

The one who expressed truly heartbreaking emotions was none other than his son, Al Gichley.

‘Al… why you?’

Why are you here when you should be staying in the rear?

No, leaving that aside… why on earth… … .

‘…Why are you looking at me like that?’

Why are you looking at me like that!

With such intense questions, the life of the man named Uli Jikli began to flow in reverse before his eyes.

From the most recent time.

***

Waaaaah-!

Kwaa-!

There were screams and shouts, and weapons were entangled and sparks were flying.

Chaeng chaeng-!

Although it was a fight between low-level fighters who had not even reached the official 1st Dan, their fight for survival was just as fierce as any battle between high-level fighters.

No, it was even more brutal than a fight between two masters.

“Hey, stop it!”

“Die!”

“S, save me… … !”

“Eww!”

Every minute, every second.

One moment, one moment.

I placed my hand on the hilt of my sword as I watched countless lives disappearing quickly.

At that moment, an urgent cry was heard from the side.

“Come on! Get ready!”

The voice of the owner was none other than Petra Pova.

As Woolley’s gaze turned to her scream, a gruesome sight filled his vision.

“Oh my, where are you running off to!”

“Eww!”

“Hahahaha! The wild boars that run around our mountains are probably faster than you guys!”

Twenty lumberjacks, clad in dirty furs, poked into the flank of the Giclee Union main force.

Woori’s eyes lit up as he saw an old lumberjack cutting down people with two hatchets at the front as if he were splitting firewood.

‘Mad Boar Angus!’

Angus, an old, certified 7th-grade lumberjack who followed Aaron Schmidt down.

As the twenty or so lumberjacks, led by the powerful master, began to move, the entire force staggered at once.

At this, a chill ran down Woolley’s spine.

‘That much power with just twenty years of age!’

If their number had reached the original forty, the main force’s flank would have been crushed in an instant.

I felt grateful to the Sowol Mercenaries, thinking that they were able to hold out without collapsing because they had taken care of the twenty who had surprised the rear.

Meanwhile, when Uli was thinking like that.

“Sir Colin!”

“Okay!”

At Petra’s shout, an old gentleman with a well-grown moustache lowered his helmet and ran forward.

Behind him, clad in silver full-body armor, about 40 men, also clad in full-body armor, followed him.

Clank clank-!

They were a special unit of knights created specifically to deal with lumberjacks.

The average official 3rd-rank knights selected and chosen from the entire unit.

Although individual capabilities may be somewhat lacking, this level of numerical superiority should be enough to deal with the lumberjacks.

“Please proceed as planned!”

“Don’t worry!”

Colin, a 7th-dan certified knight, answered Petra’s shout and increased his speed.

Finally, forty knights in full armor and mountain warriors in leather vests clashed.

Kwaaaaang-!

A terrifying crashing sound spread throughout the battlefield.

Only then did Petra let out a sigh of relief when she confirmed that the rampaging lumberjacks had stopped.

But that was only for a moment.

She commanded the battlefield without rest.

Petra Pova reads the battlefield and moves her troops faster than anyone else.

By the time the blood vessels in her eyes had burst and her head was spinning with heat.

The main force, which had been shaken by the lumberjacks, quickly regained stability and was even swallowing up the enemy’s main force.

‘A little more… a little more!’

The main force’s camp fight was now 80% certain to win.

Now the remaining 20% ​​will have to be filled by Colin Friels and the Forty Knights, who are facing off against the Mad Boar Angus and the Lumberjacks.

At this moment, Petra was watching their fight.

Gooooo-!

A terrifying aura spreading across the battlefield.

This paralyzed everyone for a moment and created silence in the fierce battlefield.

At this, Petra felt goosebumps.

“no.”

Who could possibly cause such an absurd phenomenon here and now?

“damage!”

Petra let out a scream, and where her gaze landed, there was a black figure falling into the middle of the battlefield.

After the war broke out, the new model of Uli Giclee, which had been standing next to Petra until then, disappeared.

He swung his sword, striking the air in an instant and moving forward a dozen meters.

A loud noise erupted from the air.

Quagga River-!

A tremendous explosion that would make the faint of heart collapse.

At the same time, Uli, who had slipped backwards, made a mark on the ground, aimed his sword forward.

“… How can an old man do such a surprise attack when he doesn’t even know his age?”

“You’re stupid. Even in this situation, you’re talking about age. Don’t you know that death on the battlefield is not due to age, but to weakness? Which means you’ll go before me.”

“You are talking nonsense.”

Wow! Wow!

The two camps’ main forces instinctively distanced themselves from each other to create space as the two men radiated a terrifying murderous intent toward each other.

Petra pulled the main force further back and stared ahead.

“…Aaron Schmidt!”

The momentum of the fight that was barely gaining momentum was suddenly cut off by Aaron Schmidt.

Although I was resentful of that fact, I couldn’t easily continue fighting again.

‘So far, it has only been a skirmish.’

It was a large-scale battle that claimed many lives, but from that point on it was of little importance.

The fight between these two people that will take place from now on will determine the outcome of this war.

Knowing that, everyone’s eyes were focused on Aaron and Uli.

In the midst of such silence that it was hard to tell if this was really a battlefield.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Woolley and Aaron just stared at each other and didn’t move easily.

Only the wind blows between them eerily.

Because of this, it seemed to others that they were just waiting for an opportunity.

But it wasn’t.

The fight between the two had already begun long ago.

Wow!

Different intangible energies fiercely intertwined and aimed for the opponent.

Only those who had reached a certain level of maturity were able to sense this at first.

but.

He’s going, he’s going, he’s going-!

“Look at that!”

“oh my god……!”

As a loud noise erupted from the empty air and space began to distort, it was only then that even ordinary people realized that something was happening there.

Then finally the real fight began.

Jeebuk-.

There’s no need to say who goes first.

Two people who had been standing far apart took a step toward each other and swung their weapons.

Then another loud noise erupted between the two.

Boom-!

and.

Crunch-.

“…uh?”

“Eww! What, what is this?!”

The upper part of a person’s nose, which had been far away, disappeared without a trace.

This is the head of someone who wasn’t directly involved in the fight, but was just watching from about ten meters away.

Some who realized the cause shouted at the top of their lungs.

“Ah, it’s the Asin Sword! It’s a fragment of the Asin Sword!”

“Get back the fuck off! Retreat!”

A fragment of the Asin Sword.

In fact, this was not exactly a broken piece of the Asin Sword, but rather a fragment of the power that flowed out when the two Asin Swords clashed.

But in that little bit, people died helplessly.

This intangible fragment, approaching without a sound, could neither be detected nor stopped.

So all they can do is retreat as far back as possible.

As the two camps spread their distance further apart, a wide open space several tens of meters wide appeared between them.

Meanwhile, Aaron and Uli continued to swing their weapons and approach each other, oblivious to the commotion they were causing around them.

Each time, the shards of Asin’s sword created huge scratches around them.

“Oh, my God… … .”

“That, that… is a real person?”

A truly top-tier expert.

Only after watching their fight did the crowd fully realize it.

Why does the world hold true masters in such awe?

Whether the rise and fall of a family is determined by their presence alone.

When I realized this, a question naturally arose.

‘If they do that… … .’

‘What about the official 9th ​​Dan? What kind of beings are they?’

Furthermore, what kind of monster is this so-called master?!

With that in mind, people became absorbed in the fight between Aaron and Uli.

Meanwhile, Uli and Aaron reached a distance where their weapons could touch each other.

Boom- Kwakang-!

Kagang-!

Two hand axes swung, leaving behind flawless afterimages.

A single long sword drawn like a silver whip.

For the first time, the two weapons clashed, and Aaron’s madness was mixed with the ceaseless explosion between the two weapons.

“Hahahaha! Is that all there is to it?!”

Boom bang-!

“How long are you going to run away? Let’s fight for real!”

Kgagagagang-!

“고작 이 정도 수준으로 나에게 이빨을 드러내다니! 꼬랑지를 만 개새끼가 따로 없구나!”

Green Hood Vision Magic.

Splitting ironwood.

Baekyeonta-Ashin Sword.

Kwagagagaaang-!

The ceaseless pounding of the axe and Aaron’s taunts, like small meteors falling.

But Ulin remained calm.

‘There is no need to get caught in the pouring rain.’

After the bad rainy season passes, it is not too late to do what you have to do.

On the one hand, Aaron’s provocation made Uli smile in satisfaction.

‘You seem to be in quite a hurry. Such a low-level provocation.’

The fact that Aaron is provoking them is proof that things are urgent.

So I held on and held on as long as I could, until my old body got tired.

If you take advantage of that gap, you will definitely win this fight.

So, he continued the fight, conserving as much strength as possible.

But even so, he couldn’t fully reserve his strength.

‘Huh! What kind of old man’s strength is this?!’

Aaron’s onslaught was not something that could be dealt with while conserving one’s strength.

On the contrary, if you hold back your strength too much, you could lose your neck in an instant.

Furthermore, since the Asin Sword could not be used indefinitely, as time passed, Woolie also gradually became tired.

The only reason he could hold out was because he had hopes that Aaron, who had been unleashing a fierce attack, would tire first.

‘Just a little bit… Just a little bit more!’

My old, worn-out body’s physical strength will soon reach its limit.

Thinking like that, he saved his body from crying, and often left wounds on Aaron’s body as he rushed forward.

After that, time passed in a suffocating atmosphere.

Block, block, block, stab.

Wooly desperately defends and counterattacks from time to time.

the other side.

Attack, attack, attack, attack.

Aaron, who is in such a hurry to do something, rushes forward recklessly and only attacks with a strong attack.

Due to the two’s contrasting fighting styles, the wounds on Aaron’s body began to increase exponentially.

And so time passed again.

Aaron Schmidt, now a bloody man, and Uli Giclee, still looking the same as when they first met, albeit a bit tired.

The contrasting appearances of the two caused mixed emotions in both camps.

And that was when it happened.

Green Hood Vision Magic.

Spinning top – Asin sword.

Aaron’s body, which began to rotate while drawing an afterimage, was pushed towards Woolie.

Even though he was faced with the sight of what seemed like a giant top approaching, Uli’s eyes were filled with joy.

‘at las!’

A huge, threatening force was approaching, but Uli realized it right away.

‘The old man is exhausted!’

Aaron’s attacks were noticeably slower and less powerful than before.

Realizing that the opportunity had come, Woolley released all the strength he had been holding back.

At the same time, his longsword swung like a ray of light.

The Jikli family’s vision of magic.

Silver Snake – Asin Sword.

The giant silver snake that Woolie had created wrapped itself around Aaron’s spinning top.

Uduk- Uduk-.

A silver serpent that tries to crush the top itself with its powerful twist.

The spinning was so powerful that an ominous sound was heard from the top and it gradually slowed down.

He didn’t stop there, he squeezed out every last bit of his remaining energy and unleashed his final sword strike.

The Jikli family’s vision of magic.

Snake Bite – Asin Sword.

Kaaaak-!

The giant snake that had been spinning the top raised its head stiffly, opened its mouth wide and thrust its fangs toward the center axis of the top.

This made Uli confident of his victory.

‘Okay!’

These two swords would be enough to cut off the neck of a weak old man.

He was strongly convinced.

But at that moment.

‘hmm?’

I could see something strange ringing.

In the afterimage of a slowly rotating figure wrapped in a silver snake.

The corners of Aaron’s mouth slightly curled up.

A chill ran down his spine at the same time, but by the time he felt the ominousness, it was already too late.

Hmph-!

Thud thud-!

The spinning top, which had been slowing down as it was wrapped around a silver snake, suddenly became incredibly fast.

Didn’t he just tear the silver snake apart?

And that wasn’t the only change.

Flash-.

A single silver flash escaped from within the spinning top.

It passed right past Woolley’s neck, lifting his head into the air.

And that’s it.

‘why?’

It was the first scene in the revolving lantern that came to mind for a man named Uli Jikli.

***

Bam-!

After Uli Jikli’s head, which had been spinning in the air, fell to the ground.

Al Giclee cried out in horror as he saw his father’s head rolling away without even closing his eyes.

“Father!”

A cry of sorrow.

Aaron, who had caught the axe that had returned like a boomerang while listening to this, sneered at the sight of Uli’s fallen head.

“Aesongi, you should have used all your strength to knock me down in one go instead of dragging me into a long-term battle.”

He didn’t know.

What they are most confident in is the bloody, long-term war in which they cut into each other’s flesh.

And that was the cause and the sign of his defeat.

Meanwhile, the Jikli Alliance fell into a state of panic due to the somewhat pointless death of Uli.

“I lost, I lost.”

“That monster… How… How am I supposed to deal with it?”

“I can’t win… I’m going to die… I’m going to die, definitely… … .”

If that monster Aaron Schmidt comes running, who can stop him now?

Morale dropped precipitously after realizing that fact.

Petra tried to shout at him to come to his senses, but instead sighed.

Because she had already given up on urging the soldiers to come to their senses.

‘We lost… this war.’

With no one to stop Aaron Schmidt, defeat is a foregone conclusion.

So now all she had to do was retreat with as many troops alive as possible.

“Retreat! Retreat!”

Retreat is also an important part of strategy, tactics and operations.

His role as a mercenary ended there.

The rest will be taken care of by the families of Belgrade.

“Wake up! Everyone, get out of here quickly!”

Petra encouraged her troops and woke them up.

Aaron saw this and wiped the blood off the axe and gave an order.

“Angus.”

“Yes, bro!”

“Push it away.”

“Phehheh, I was waiting to hear that! Phew!”

Old lumberjack Angus spat on his hand and stepped forward, clutching his axe tightly.

His shining eyes were filled with the joy of victory.

“let’s go!”

“yes!”

The faces of the lumberjacks chasing him were also flushed with victory.

“I will make you regret crossing that bridge.”

“Oh, don’t push too hard! What if they rush and damage our precious ships?”

“That’s true. Hehe.”

“There’s no rush, so take your time.”

Give or receive.

Angus and 20 loggers walk towards the Giclee Union, joking around as if they were going to catch a rat that had been cornered.

A spectacle unfolded in which a mere 20 or so people slowly chased after them while the Jikli Alliance of over ten thousand people retreated hurriedly.

Watching this scene, the Schmidt Union raised their flags high and shouted in victory.

Waaaaah-!

Perhaps excited by this, the lumberjacks’ movements became more brisk.

At that moment, the distance between the lumberjacks and the retreating Giclee Alliance was almost shortened.

Waaaa …

Amidst the growing cheers of the Schmidt Union… … .

Parts tsutsutsutsu-!

A small crack of thunder overlapped the sound, and a blue flash swept through Angus and the lumberjack.

and.

Thump, thump.

The two sides’ thoughts stopped as they watched the sight of more than 20 heads falling and fountains of blood gushing out.