Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 236
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Season 3: Episode 44
“The demons hold the number 5 sacred.”
Yet, before entering the nightmare of the ‘Black Summer’… … it was when I was receiving training as a warrant officer at the Vatican.
“We call them the Six Great Demon Races, but to them, the Demon Races are incarnations of kings that no one dares approach. That is why the Demon Races call the Uruk, Naga, Bloodkind, Necrons, and Trolls Kestnia, which means the Five Great Powers.”
Theory instructor Birang lost one of his legs in the final battle of and uses a prosthetic hand. Among the instructors, he has the most combat experience.
“Last time I explained about Naga and Uruk, so this time I will talk about bloodlines.”
consanguinity.
Commonly known as a bloodthirsty person.
“Among the six great races, aside from the demons, they are the least numerous. However, the fighting power of each individual is greater than even that of the trolls.”
“… … !”
“There are those who practice witchcraft using blood, those who augment their bodies, and those who can do both.”
The clan is ruled by the five highest families, the Odaeseongga (Five Great Star Clans).
The Blood Clan is a tribe of demons who traditionally serve the Lord of Time. They reside in the old Red Mountains and have a history of offering up fellow humans as living sacrifices as monks who serve the king.
However, it would be absurd to ignore other kings, so when the Lizard Lord called, he responded and received blessings.
“The Five Great Seongs use the mountain peak where their ancestors lived as their family crest. Only the Five Great Seongs use the mountain peak as their family crest. So, if you meet someone with the mountain peak crest, even if they are a young child, do not let your guard down and run away.”
The prelude to ‘Black Summer’, workshop (3)
“huh……?”
I thought for sure Sharon’s extreme sword would rip out his heart and settle the match… … .
“Sharon, get out of here! There’s something wrong with this guy!”
At that moment, the bastard’s blood vessels sprouted from all over his body and spread out in all directions.
“You lowly, vulgar savages, dare, dare, dare, dare, my heart… …!”
Camilla unfolded the circle.
“It’s because of you that I had to put this dirty heart in my body!”
The strands of blood vessels that were trying to attack Camilla were repelled by the defense, and Sharon quickly rolled her body to avoid the onslaught of blood vessels one after another.
“I can’t forgive you, I can’t forgive you, I can’t forgive you! I’ll kill you, tear your insides to shreds and feed them to the dogs!”
That monster… … Camilla wiped away the cold sweat and swung her sword to kick up the sand dust.
Was it a desperate tantrum?
No, upon closer inspection, the blood vessels were passages connecting the bodies of the blood slaves. They were tools of extortion that stole massive amounts of blood.
“They are taking away organs and transplanting them… … .”
There was a lecture where Instructor Birang explained how human organs are connected to the organs of the Demon Tribe.
– All demons were originally humans. You could say they are the end of fallen humans who received the king’s blessing.
Among them, the one that maintains the most perfect, if not the most beautiful, form of human existence is blood relatives.
– The weak points of the bloodline are the neck and the heart. Even if the heart ruptures as the higher-ranking entities grow, they can somehow repair the body using the bloodlines.
– Then how on earth can we defeat the Blood Relatives?
– The most perfect weak point is the neck. It cuts off the connection between the brain and the central nervous system. They do not have the power of super-fast regeneration. In other words, there is no way to recover from damage to the central nervous system.
Sharon, who had repeatedly dodged the whip of the veins, landed next to Camilla, letting out a ragged breath.
“Even though he’s a young child, he’s from the Five Great Sacred Family. He doesn’t die easily.”
“I should cut off his neck.”
“Okay, this time I’ll be the bait.”
“No, let’s do the same as before. You’ll be the best bait if you rip out his heart. Then I’ll cut off his head.”
“What’s going on, haha, our Camilla is rolling all the balls.”
“Fuck, eat, eat.”
“It’s shallow.”
Camilla stopped.
Hoot, ha… … Absolute trust in each other is built with a smile. No further communication was needed.
‘So, what do we do now?’
Absolutely can’t lose.
To win, you have to get close enough to cut off that neck with your blade. But it’s not easy to get close.
The blood vessels form a wall around him, and dozens of blood vessels are writhing like that… … .
‘It’s corrosive blood. You can tell by the vapor that rises from the ground where the blood drops fall.’
As the bloodline let out an annoyed roar, its veins surged like dozens of whips.
One chance.
You only get one chance.
Dodging, cutting, and backing away from the blood vessels, Camilla’s brain went blank for a moment.
Crossing of imaginary realms.
Dozens of images play in his head.
It is a future that has not yet arrived.
A future built solely on the possibility that ‘this might happen.’
The so-called realm of speculation.
But the image that intersects the most, or the intersection, is the ‘likely future’.
Select only that situation and cover it with reality. Move forward thinking that it is highly likely to happen.
Camilla changed her stance to the second form of the attack. An offensive stance taken before striking.
‘Let’s do it, let’s do it.’
With the power concentrated on the tips of the feet, a rush was made, leaving deep footprints on the ground.
The corrupted blood vessels spread out fiercely, crashing into the ground where they had just been.
As the horrible sound of the ground melting fades away, the groans of those who are dead but unable to die and are being toyed with draw near.
“Camilla, it’s a blood bomb! Watch out!”
I’m sorry, please forgive me… … .
As soon as he swings his sword with a short apology, the corrupted blood flowing through the blood slaves’ bodies glows and explodes.
It devours an entire area with flesh, bones, brains, and pieces of bone.
“Ha, hahaha, hahahahahahaha! What a trashy death! How clever! Originally, I would have ripped out all of those internal organs and made it more painful than anyone else–!”
For a moment, confusion filled the eyes of the blood relatives who had been bursting into laughter.
Something appeared in the sky above my head, cutting through the bloody maelstrom.
It was Camilla, the girl who threw away her helmet that was melting into the rust water and took the cross-shaped pose.
‘This lowly bitch, how could…?’
The answer was in the third formula, dull.
Even if you can’t completely avoid the blood explosion, you can at least avoid the moment it covers your entire body.
The opponent is a young entity that doesn’t have much combat experience yet, so you can approach them while making them let their guard down.
‘One room.’
What I can use is.
What I have to use is.
One shot that makes regeneration completely impossible. Think of this opportunity as the first and last.
The 7th form of the Ten Characters Alphabet, Jinnoeryong.
A torrent of magical power that has not yet gathered into the form of a dragon swirls like lightning above the blade.
– Jin-Neoryong can be used as a single herbivore, but its potential as a linked herbivore to strengthen subsequent herbivores is limitless.
At the same time, he put the sword back into its scabbard.
The fourth form of the ten-letter alphabet is bal (?).
This is not a show of mercy or carelessness in the face of an enemy, but rather a rehearsal for a certain kill.
“Even this bug-!”
At that moment, when the blood relative’s gaze was completely focused on Camilla, a larger and clearer hole than before appeared in the blood relative’s chest.
“You only look at Camilla like that, and it hurts you as a woman.”
The fourth form of the Extreme Sword Technique, Bloodletting.
A sword technique that instantly maximizes the magical power focused on swordplay, inflicting the greatest fatal wound to the target.
“This is exactly the same wound in my heart.”
At that moment, the scabbard and sword that had merged above Camilla’s head were concentrating an extraordinary amount of magical power.
The ten-character swordsmanship, the woodcutter.
The power of this herbivore that slashes the target vertically has been multiplied several times with the use of the True Brain Dragon and the Foot.
It must be bent.
I will definitely defeat you, who trampled the lives of hundreds of people. Without a single error.
“Don’t mess with me… … .”
Even as he painfully vomited blood, the fighting spirit did not disappear from his blood relatives’ eyes.
Indeed, it is the individual of the Five Great Sacred Songs.
The bodies of the fallen blood slaves in that area begin to burst into blood and approach the peak of the explosion.
“… … Don’t mess with me, you mere beasts!”
Sharon turned around hastily, but felt her eyes fill with bloodshot despair.
There are so many numbers… … .
And Camilla can’t come and correct the orbit now.
‘How, how do I do it?’
Just now, the bastard’s consciousness was so highly focused that I couldn’t aim for the head.
“Yaaa …
Camilla let out a scream.
The moment when the bodies of the blood slaves began to squirm, becoming a byproduct of corruption that would tear apart and melt the entire area.
Everything is frozen white. Even the flesh of the blood slaves and the blood inside their bodies that was about to explode.
Johann Frost.
Although he was bleeding profusely from the overuse of his magical power, the moment he gained was a move that could be said to be the difference between defeat and defeat.
“—–AAAAAAAHHH!”
The sound of a fatal crash resonates loudly.
As if leaping from its scabbard, the blade shoots a brilliant ray of light down toward the horizon.
The torrential flow of force caused the blade to pass straight through the demon’s skull, straight across his spine, and out between his legs.
“Cut!”
The final blow that causes all the uproar up until just now to fall into silence.
“This lowly, twisted… … .”
It seemed that the blood relatives were unable to accept the meaningless death, or that they were unwilling to accept it as their own death.
“… … On the topic of slaves, eeeeeeee!”
In that body, countless tumors began to swell in an instant. John’s pupils shook.
“Damage! You’re planning to use your own body as a blood bomb! Even my magic can’t stop this!”
He was shouting urgently, but it was unclear whether his voice was transmitted properly because of the blood he was coughing up.
‘And it’s not over yet?’
Die, just die.
He’s falling down, his whole body torn to pieces. His brain’s been cut off, his spine’s gone, and his tongue’s been cut in half.
‘But how can it still be alive and barking like that!’
Camilla hurriedly tried to perform a new attack, but her body creaked and she felt as if her tendons were about to snap.
‘Damn, this is too much… …!’
When I suppressed the power of Jinneuryong with my feet, I already felt like the skin and meridian system on both my hands were burning.
Properly, I can’t even stand.
I have to bear it, but before I can do anything, Sharon steps in and takes the law, but it’s too late, if I come back I’ll get caught up in it too.
“Camilla!”
“Camilla!”
Sharon and John’s desperate trembling doesn’t even reach my ears.
A moment of crisis when you are hit without being able to control your body, escape the blast radius, or even take a defensive stance.
The blood that had been running wild in the infant’s body reached its peak and exploded, burning the entire area to the ground with a power that could not be compared to the explosion of the blood slaves.