Imperial Guard - Chapter 80



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Basolod rolled his eyes and looked at the human standing before him.

A man with sharp eyes but who looks frivolous.

Although he doesn’t know much about humans, he really liked the confidence that filled his face.

“Human.”

“···.”

Lael stared at Barsolod.

I’m not the type that dislikes conversation before a fight, but this was the first time a demon had spoken to me first.

It seems that when you reach a noble level, your head is no longer just for decoration.

“I like guys like you. You inferior races are busy surviving by sticking together like cowards, avoiding cool fights and using various tricks.”

Basilode didn’t like that kind of person.

That’s why I smiled when I saw Rael approaching me alone.

“Are the men behind you decorations?”

“Don’t worry. My men won’t get involved in this fight.”

Basolrod began to emit the magic of death from his huge body.

A thick, heavy magic was pressing down on the surrounding air, pressuring Rael.

“I will kill the arrogant human who dares to fight the noble of Alheim, Basolod, and I will also devour the elves behind him.”

“You crazy kid. Do you prefer me to go at it alone or do you hate me?”

Rael took up a sword imbued with magic.

While Basolrod was talking nonsense, the sword slowly absorbed the surrounding magical power and created a thick sword blade.

“Wow, human. You’re still holding on to my magic. You have the power to do something. Hmm? That sword…?”

Basolod narrowed his eyes as he looked at Rael’s sword.

Count Alheim, who experienced the great war between humans and demons. You can feel it in the story of Basolod.

A monster that stopped the war single-handedly.

The strongest swordsman on the continent.

The best sword on the continent, the Heavenly Killing Sword Master.

His power was felt.

Basolrod smiled bitterly at the strength he felt after a long time.

“A sword that cuts down demons… Ha, a disciple of the greatest swordsman on the continent. The empire has been hiding such a monster. There was a reason he withstood my demonic power.”

A person like this deserves to stand before you.

If you were a human who could wield a sword that could cut down demons, it would be understandable that you could withstand the magic of death like that.

“Fuck, you’re talking about something like the best sword in the continent.”

“For the sake of Alheim, you must not be allowed to live.”

“I think the same thing, you damn devil.”

It was the same with Rael.

I don’t know about the nonsense like the Continent’s Best Sword, but now that I know about the Thousand-Slayer Sword, I have no intention of letting that demon bastard live.

“I will kill you painfully!”

Basolrod recalled the past.

A shameful day when the demons fled to the Thousand-Year Sword Master.

As a member of the Demon Tribe, he waited for the day to take revenge on the Thousand-Sal Sword Master.

“Kuaaaaaaah!”

Basolod forgot about the elves for a moment and focused on the humans before him.

He burned his magic fueled by the anger that filled his body, and brought down his heavy fist.

Kwaaaaang-! Kwaaaaang-!

A loud noise erupted as the fist and the sword clashed.

Basolod swung his fist as if to crush Rael with overwhelming strength and magical power, and Rael kept his distance and watched him closely.

‘He doesn’t use complicated numbers, but… he has a strong body like a high-ranking demon.’

Basolod was much stronger than the demons Rael had previously defeated.

Although he was originally a demon who evolved by force, Basolrod is a truly high-ranking demon who reigned as a noble of Alheim for a long time.

“···Tsk!”

Rael brandished his sword and clicked his tongue.

Even without complex numbers, the power of the high-ranking demons was real.

Just facing such a tremendous force is a burden.

Moreover, Basilrod seemed to have no limits to his power.

‘Even though I’m cutting it with the Thousand-Slaughter Sword, its magical energy is endless.’

Several minutes had passed since the battle began, but Basolod’s momentum had not waned at all.

It was like cutting a waterfall.

‘I’ll take advantage of the opportunity and finish it off in one shot.’

A long war is unfavorable.

Rael thought so and swung his sword.

“How funny! Human, I will kill you with my own hands!”

In the midst of the pouring magic, Basolod smiled.

The bastard seemed to ignore his magic.

It was an unbelievable power for a human being.

‘The Thousand-Year Sword Master is a talent beyond that.’

People like that are always a stumbling block to the demons.

For the sake of Alheim, his life must end here!

Kuung-!

Every time Basolod’s fist struck the ground, a large crater appeared around Rael.

‘···It’s annoying. I can’t see any gaps.’

I had to somehow create an opening, but Basolod’s attacks were endless.

Rael frowned and stepped back.

“You are weak, human.”

Wooduk-

Basolrod raised his fist again, striking the floor.

He bumped fists with Rael and got a feel for his strength.

“You have excellent swordsmanship and talent, but it’s still not enough. There’s a huge difference between you and me. Even if you try to cover it up with improvisation, you can’t cover the sky. You inferior human race.”

“Go ahead and do something crazy.”

That kid’s not wrong.

However, as the fight continued, wounds began to appear on Basolod’s hands.

Because his specialty, the magic of death, had no effect on Rael at all.

“He’ll probably find an opening to stab me with that sword. But the longer the fight drags on, the more advantageous it’ll be for me.”

“···.”

Lael glared at Basolod with his sword drawn.

Sure enough, the real high-ranking demons were quite annoying.

However, I didn’t think it was disadvantageous.

‘That’s strange···.’

Meanwhile, Basolo also thought about it.

His own strength and magic have diminished.

He was consuming more magic energy than he normally used.

‘Does that mean he’s that strong?’

He was not a fool who would expose his weakness in front of his enemy.

Although he pretends to be strong, the long-term battle was quite burdensome for him.

“What the hell···.”

And, Erengor, the elf who was watching the fight, also began to feel sad.

It is a disgrace to the race to leave the work of the elves to humans.

I wanted to provide support fire towards Basolod right away, but the demons standing behind him were glaring at the elves.

If you interfere in the fight, they will start attacking the elves too.

It was a frustrating situation where there was no answer as to what to do.

“Keuhp… Cool.”

At that moment, a painful groan was heard from behind.

When I turned my head, I saw Reina walking towards me, supported by Reine.

“Raina!”

“Ah, Erengor.”

“···I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry. Reina.”

In the war with Basolod, all the high elves were killed, and Erengor unexpectedly became the leader of the elves.

In the process of sorting out the confused elves, I couldn’t pay attention to Reina.

It made him feel incredibly guilty.

“Conversation… Haa, let’s talk later.”

Reina, supported by Reyne, walked to where Lael and Basolod were fighting.

There was something I had to say.

“Rael···!”

Reina shouted as she looked at Rael, who was confronting Barsolod.

Although she couldn’t speak properly because the magic of death was eating away at her body, she was sure that Rael would be able to hear her.

“Left eye… Aim for the left eye!”

The power of the spirits absorbed by Basolod.

It’s all in the left eye.

Reina knew that fact.

It was her ploy to one day hit Barsolod with a punch.

Nod.

“Ah… that’s a relief.”

When Reina saw Rael’s head moving, all the strength in her body finally disappeared.

Reina collapsed and hugged Reyne.

‘···There will come a day when he will be of help.’

Lael charged at Basolod, glaring straight ahead.

I definitely intended to use what I heard from Reina.

“Are you going to throw yourself into such a stupid thing! Human!”

“Shut up, your breath stinks.”

Rael’s body moved quickly.

Although it was only a moment, he recalled the movements of the Thousand-Sale Sword Master.

His movements to kill the demons.

And his swordsmanship cuts through the sky.

Even though Rael is a natural genius, it is impossible to perfectly imitate him the first time, but it is possible to imitate him similarly.

Lael’s sword began to press against Basolrod as if dancing.

‘shit···.’

Basolod’s face was distorted.

Just one room is enough.

If you hit him with a fist filled with magic, you can kill him as easily as crushing an ant.

But it didn’t reach.

The bastard’s mysterious swordsmanship confused Basolod and even fooled his eyes.

Swordsmanship and martial arts that flow naturally like water.

And the overwhelming power contained in the sword.

It was something that even Basolorod had to be careful about.

“Die…! Human! I said die!”

Bam-! Bang-!

Basolod swung his fist in anger.

Anger welled up in me towards the human being who seemed within reach but could not.

Crunch-

In the meantime, a sharp sword began to cut his body.

Even as a Basolod, I did not want a situation where wounds would accumulate little by little.

‘This kind of humiliation to a mere human being…!’

Basolrod clenched his fists.

Behind him are countless demons, and in front are elves.

If I can’t catch a single human before their eyes, I won’t be able to raise my face as a noble of Alheim.

Basolod eventually swung his fist loudly.

It was a mistake made out of anger and haste.

Chook-!

And Rael didn’t miss that opportunity.

The sharp blade stabbed Basilode into his left eye.

“Kuaaaaaaah!”

Basolod screamed in pain.

At the same time, the magic of death began to burst out from his left eye.

Paaang-!

A massive amount of death magic began to envelope Rael and his surroundings like fog.

It was the magic power of death that he had gathered by eating spirits.

“Ugh···!”

Rael’s body shook violently from the sudden burst of magical power of death.

“Hahaha! What a lowly human being you are!”

Basolrod straightened his back as if he had never been in pain, leaving his left eye bleeding.

As expected, humans are stupid.

It was like a bug jumping into a fire, rushing at you as soon as you gave it a chance.

“You foolish human! You will die because you listened to the words of a foolish elf!”

Sure enough, his left eye was where his magical power was concentrated.

But it wasn’t a weakness.

Instead, he was attacked by a human sword and the magical energy he had gathered in his left eye burst out.

‘It’s a shame to waste the magic of death… but if I absorb the power of the spirits and gather it again, that’s it.’

The human before his eyes had been able to withstand the magic well up until now, but after being touched by the large amount of magic power of death that had been dormant in his body, he was unable to bear the pain.

Even so, he’s still human.

An inferior race that can never withstand being crushed by an overwhelming amount of magic energy.

“I will definitely finish this···!”

Although the human had listened to the elf’s words and attacked his left eye, creating an opening, the human, who used the continent’s best swordsmanship, was not an enemy to be ignored.

Even though he pretended to be strong in words, it was burdensome for Basolod to continue a long fight by exchanging fists with the person in front of him, as he did not know the limits of the person in front of him.

I had to end my life while I could handle it.

In order to definitely end a human’s life, Basolod condensed his magic into his fist.

“Elf, you bastards. You’ve gone through all this trouble, and if you wipe your mouths, I’ll kill you with my own hands.”

At that moment, the human in front of me raised his sword high into the sky.

“Wow, that’s ridiculous···!”

Lael was staring at Basolod clearly.

Rael, who could sense magic, already knew that the left eye was fake.

The important thing is that Basolod listened to Reina.

Rael took advantage of it.

To properly wound Basolod, he had to use the Sword of Ascension, but the realm of Ascension still needed time to prepare.

“Die, human!”

Basolrod was startled and shot out a fist that had not yet been fully condensed with magic energy.

However, as expected, it lacked strength and speed.

“The second form of the Thousand-Slayer Sword, Ascension.”

Rael put his right foot forward.

thud!

Heavy footsteps filled with the magic of the heavens shook the ground, and the strong sword of the entrance to heaven shook violently.

As Rael’s eyes turned cold, the sword he had raised high tore through the magic of death and fell on Basolod’s neck.

Kwaaaaaaaang-!

A sound burst out that was hard to believe came from the sword.

The dark magic of death shattered like a sand castle and dispersed like fog.

“Huh, what happened···?!”

Erengor, who was watching the battle, looked at the clash between the demons and humans with a face of shock.

Both were unbelievable acts.

Of course, the surprising thing was the human side.

To stand alone against Basolrod, who reigned as a noble of Alheim.

It was truly the power of a legendary warrior.

Thud. Thud.

In the midst of the magic of death spreading like fog.

It was humans who moved first.

Lael slowly walked towards the large demon that had fallen on the ground.

A torn shoulder blade lay next to him.

Although he twisted the sword with his fist at the last moment, he could not avoid the fatal wound.

“Ah, how···! An inferior race of humans can withstand the magic of death. How···!”

Even in his pain, Basolod looked at Rael and his eyes fluttered.

It was beyond his common sense to understand.

The magic of death is extremely toxic to any living, breathing creature.

This applies not only to elves but also to humans.

But why is this guy unharmed even after being hit by the magic of death he had collected?

“Why? Because your magic isn’t shit, you little shit.”

Rael smirked and picked up his sword.

It’s not hard to trample on the pride of these kids.

“It’s just that the kids who have nothing special are always showing off. Huh?”

Lael stepped on Barsolod’s chest and thrust his sword into his neck.

The method of killing the demons was always the same.

It’s about completely dropping your neck.

“Hey, stop. Human! I am a noble from Alheim who entered the Empire with permission! If my men escape and inform Alheim, the Empire will not stay still!”

Basolod was a noble who reigned in Alheim.

He never imagined that he would be in such a predicament as he attacked the foolish elves, but he had insurance.

“You don’t think you can stop all of my men from escaping, do you?! It’s not too late!”

Wounds of this degree can be healed by stretching the body.

Still, I could still live!

“Run away? Who would do that?”

Chuck. Chuck.

As Rael smiled, magicians appeared behind the demons.

These are the blue magic tower wizards who have arranged their words in advance to attack the demon tribe in case of emergency.

“This, this is···.”

Basolod swallowed as he watched the magic being directed at the demons.

The demons he brought were demons that were there to hunt the elves.

They were not a force fit for large-scale battles with human wizards.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you don’t get sick.”

“Hey, wait a minute. Human…! W-Wait a minute!”

Basolod tried to stand up somehow, but his body, cut by the Thousand-Slayer Sword, would not move.

Moreover, the weight of Rael’s feet pressing down on his chest felt like a thousand pounds to him.

Woodduck.

Rael stabbed Barsolod’s neck with his sword.

Feeling the sensation of cutting through bone and flesh, Rael moved his sword.