Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 235



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Season 3: Episode 43

Until the great offensive, I was under the illusion that I had become a proper disciple of a warrior.

The battle was so brutal… … .

At that time, there was no such thing as the ‘Black Summer’, as historians had so cleverly named it. There was no language in this world that could describe the nightmare of that time.

“Everyone pay attention. While the Yellow Dragon Legion and the Flying Legion temporarily neutralize the Dark Magic Barrier, Aunt Nen will teleport the Payquerier Legion into .”

Still, I could vaguely feel that a war completely different from any before had begun.

With trembling breath.

With trembling fingertips.

I still vividly remember watching the griffins flying endlessly after the yellow dragons on the landing pad, and not being able to control the trembling all over my body.

“We’ve decided to ally with the Black Rose Corps and take charge of the South Gate. Our goal is to neutralize the Bloodline Art and allow the main force to enter the city. Got it?”

It has been said that light and darkness intersect on the battlefield. The battle that day was no different.

“Building a mental image, the thunder and heart resonance formation.”

A dazzling wave of light spread across the battlefield. The ripples of light that spread across the world were truly a miracle of light.

A field with refreshing sunlight shining down.

I even had the illusion of lying comfortably on that field. All the fears, trembling, and dreads subsided in that light and gathered into one thing called courage.

[Blood Horse Legion, Vinessa Alter Renault connected.]

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[2nd Infantry Brigade, connected.]

[Black Rose Corps, Floret Alter Tas Alpo, standby for mission execution.]

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[6th Light Cavalry, just speak to me.]

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[Shooting Corps, Mate Alter Volvier. Bloodline neutralization operation currently in progress. Connected.]

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[5th ??Artillery Regiment, connected.]

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[The Blind Army, Jacquard Alter Toel are connected!]

[3rd Independent Armored Battalion, just give orders.]

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[Mosuna Alter Solang of the Iron Star Lieutenant Corps, connected. Roll call complete.]

If it were possible to embody the biblical teaching of becoming one in the light on this earth, it would certainly feel like this.

This integration was the power of brain scent.

It is said that Nohyang, who had seen and learned about Yonghyun’s life while traveling with him, made this promise: she would unite the hearts of all people in this world, take care of them, and comfort them with love, just as she had done throughout her life.

[This is the Red Lotus Corps’ Laminaria Alter Aradmantel, ready.]

The Brain Heart Resonance Circle was clearly an unrealistic power, but it had the disadvantage of requiring a lot of dedication to maintain it, making it nearly impossible to conduct combat.

[Vinessa: I, Vinessa, who received the highest command authority from His Majesty the Brain, will hand that authority back over to Aydin. Report to Aydin on the scene.]

[Florette: Confirmed.]

[Vinessa: There is no way to turn Bloodborne back into a human. Cut it without hesitation. That is the way to preserve the honor of the dead.]

[Jacquardrin: Then I will hold a funeral for you with the burning flames in my heart!]

[Vinessa: Do it with the flame of your sword, not the flame of your heart.]

[Jacquardrin: Of course I will do both! Hahahahaha!]

[Mate: Senior, I created a crack in the barrier.]

[Brain Scent: The cracks are visible to the naked eye. Now, the lightning of the yellow dragons will widen those gaps.]

However, as recorded in history, Nohyang Setsunen did not fight on the front lines for two reasons.

One, because it lacks strength.

Weaving together the consciousnesses of hundreds of thousands of people requires a strength and focus that is beyond the imagination of mortal perception.

Second, it is because of the anti-dragon barrier.

The stronghold of the Demonic Army was blessed by the old king to block the dragon’s approach, but since it was the ‘king’s blessing’, in order to break through it, you had to release the Brain and Heart Resonance Formation and pour all your power into it.

In fact, even without this reason… … .

It is truly unconscionable to criticize Noehyang for not fighting on the front lines. Noehyang Simgongmyeongjin alone contributed enormously to the outcome of the battle.

[Brain Scent: 10 seconds before dimensional transfer.]

As the countdown to the transfer began, the Red Lotus Legion, like all the Payquerier Legions, was assembled in battle formation above the dimensional gate magic square.

[Mate: Your Majesty, there are a considerable number of enemies visible through the gap.]

[Brain Scent: Confirmed. Be careful of enemies on the ground after the dimensional transfer. 5 seconds.]

A mirage of blood, thick and sloshing around… … I looked up at it and regained my composure.

[Yellow Dragon Sarakta: Objective accomplished.]

[Brain Scent: 3 seconds, prepare for transfer.]

Dimensional distortion occurs above the dimensional line, that is, the distortion of the atmosphere occurs, and a burst of light begins to dye your eyes white.

[Brain Scent: My children, I pray earnestly that the light of creation will protect you and guide your path. Transfer begins.]

Thus began the first battle of ‘Black Summer’, when people all over the world finally realized that something unusual was happening.

The prelude to ‘Black Summer’, workshop (2)

[Florette: They say there’s a bloodline at the clock tower at the southwestern tip, so let’s secure that area first. Now, Black Rose, let’s open the way!]

Activists at the time considered the operation a grand offensive, but historians record it as a catastrophe.

But at the time, no one could have imagined that the battle would become a watershed moment that would change the course of the war.

There was no time or leisure to even imagine it. The fight against the blood relatives was different from the fight against any other demon tribe.

If you find the fight with the Demons difficult.

Fighting with blood relatives was disgusting.

When dealing with them, you have to kill people… … .

Even though he’s already dead.

But they say there is no consciousness or will.

If you cut with a knife, hot blood will spurt out, bones will break, and brains will scatter… … .

[Melene: Securing the status of the target point… … The defense of the left door is weak.]

The relationship between blood relatives and blood slaves is a perfect dictatorship without any rebellion or disobedience, and blood slaves are sacrificed as sacrificial offerings to human wave tactics.

Blood slaves don’t know surrender.

The blood slaves don’t even think about it.

That doesn’t mean they’re ignorant. Just as madmen break the physical limits of humans and use strength beyond the norm, blood slaves also use brute strength.

[Laminea: Delfred, block the entire east with an ice wall! There are a ton of them!]

And that’s not all.

It was called a blood bomb, and the cursed blood injected into the body would explode like a bomb.

The killing power of that corrosive blood was terrifying.

[Delfred: This is… … even by city road standards, it’s too big. Johan, you need to help out too.]

[Florette: It won’t budge. This won’t work. Barov, just blow the door open with your spear!]

Also, bloodlust does not know how to give up.

[Barov: Yes, sir.]

Even those warmongering Uruks would be rendered helpless in agony if a limb were cut off, but the Blood Slaves would keep on attacking no matter which part of their body was destroyed, as long as they were still alive.

On and on, on and on, on and on… … .

The face of someone I saw in passing before, or the voice of a friend I used to laugh or cry with… … .

[Florette: Ram! Leave the rest to you and my men and come here! Let’s break through the underground and eliminate the bloodline together!]

The 15-hour operation felt like each minute was ten years, but in reality it was a fast-paced operation with no time to catch one’s breath.

As if struggling in a nightmare… … .

But I didn’t want to just cry and sob in my nightmare. After that battle, I suffered from post-war stress for several days.

was hell.

If hell were real, it would definitely look like this.

All the city’s canals and railroad tracks were covered with corpses and swarmed with green flies.

The whole city was a sea of ??blood.

The floor was slippery and reeked of blood. It was a world of blood.

“Haha, the lowly ones have crawled in, emitting a stench befitting the topic.”

The nightmare first took on a clear form when the Master headed underground.

Dark blue girl… … .

Hair color, eye color, and even skin color, which are strangely pale, are all dark blue.

“There are quite a few things that look like blood that tastes good?”

It was a formal attire that did not suit the battlefield, no, it seemed all the more elegant because it did not suit the battlefield.

and…….

Even the elegant decorations of her attire were so elegant that they made her look pale. Even the movements of her fingertips were so elegant.

‘Has no one seen them? They’ve almost infiltrated the center of the camp? No, even the reserves are already engaged in battle, so there’s no room to spare.’

But in contrast to the graceful movements… … everything was brutal. The way of thinking itself was different.

“Why are you bothering me, you useless piece of trash.”

With the whip of blood formed from his fingertips, he cut off the necks of all the slaves, and trampled the heads of the slaves who were crawling on the floor after being shot, bursting them.

“What are you… … You, what are you doing!”

Although he was a young individual, he was young at the time and each of his blood relatives were born with great strength and were a formidable opponent.

“There are so many funny questions.”

“what?”

“Do you humans make that kind of expression when you accidentally or in a fit of anger step on trash on the street? No, that’s not true. That’s what it is. It’s the same thing. Ahahahahahahahahahaha!”

The creepy goosebumps running through my entire body seemed to whisper to me with a shudder. These guys, these guys, are creatures that should not be allowed to live… … .

I…….

I have to take that guy down right here.

“Sharon.”

Sharon was already standing next to me before I could say anything, as if she had been thinking the same thing.

“Camilla, just hold on for two more rounds and I’ll finish you off.”

When Sharon drew her sword and took the White Swan, the 0th form of the Extreme Sword, the Ten Characters also took the stance of the 4th form of the Strike.

“I think we need three.”

“Can you do it?”

“Who are you asking now?”

The bloodthirsty witchcraft is based on blood.

The bloodthirsty demon, sensing an attack, formed a circle around his body with his blood whip and took a defensive stance.

It’s okay, there’s no problem. Everything is within the expected range.

[Melene: No… … When did the blood relatives come here?]

The 7th form of the ten-letter alphabet.

Brain dragon.

[Melene: No… … Bloodlines are not enemies that you can deal with! Back off! Griffveron, come here!]

When the magical barrier built with Manaheart wraps around the front, the magical power condensed within the body is concentrated into each force, kicking the ground, and also the movement of the linked ten characters, the first form of the circle.

“!”

The magical barrier clashes with the sorcery, and the sparks of magical power and the blood of sorcery scatter in a chaotic manner.

The vampire laughs.

Through the gap where the Jin-No-Ryong’s barrier disappeared, he thrust his fingertips, which were rumored to be sharper than any iron, into the carotid artery.

‘Within the expected range, as I said before.’

As a linked action, the first form of the ten-letter sign, circle, roughly strikes away the killing hand.

The expressions of the blood relatives become distorted.

To avoid missing its prey, the second thrust of the hand now aims not for blood vessels for enslavement, but for clear and certain death.

“This piece–!”

Again the action of linking.

The third form of the ten-letter alphabet is dull.

The center of gravity shakes due to the recoil of the attack, and magical power is concentrated and exploded on the foot that strikes the ground to restore the center of gravity.

“–A bug!”

One point difference.

There was a fingernail that passed right in front of my eyes, just enough to make my heart pound loudly.

If I hadn’t slowed down my movements with my dumb sword, I would have died right now.

“How dare you–!”

Extreme Sword Technique, Form 3.

Poisonous fangs.

In the midst of that harmony of arrogance and carelessness, a snake approaches silently through the gap of vigilance and devours the heart beyond.

“!”

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“!”

Clearly, there was one more shadow in the room where there had been only two people just a moment ago.

Sharon Planesta.

The back of the guy, who had not yet gotten into a stabbing stance, was visible through the large stab wound that had now formed on the blood relative’s chest.

“Hehehe, blood relatives are nothing compared to royalty?”