Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 265



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Season 3: Episode 73

“Bagkar Logkus has nine children.”

Before the vanguard mission is assigned, Aydin’s voice is heard from beyond the memories of the military council. And the spiteful sarcasm of Zeroni Alter Fladimarte.

“You little brat, you’ve really pecked so many times. You’re not even an animal, you Uruk. Why do you peck so many brats?”

“Because the number of warriors directly leads to the power of the tribe. To explain, four of them followed their father during the fourth invasion and died, and the five who survived came this time to seek revenge.”

“Hahaha! Three of those five have already been burned by the flames in our hearts!”

Aydin nodded at Jacquardrin’s remark.

“They may have been strong enemies, but given the nature of the , which encourages self-reliance, only those who ascend to the position of chieftain can inherit the king’s blessings.”

Mate Alter Volvier asked, crossing his arms.

“As for the King’s Blessing, how strong is it compared to other High Kun Tarks? You must have faced the first High Kun Tark.”

During the 4th invasion, Vinessa, with the support of Cheongseong, defeated Bagkar.

“Using the power of the king means that you have already surpassed the category of mortality… … If we assume that the power of a regular pay querier is 1, I think it would be between 1.2 and 1.5.”

“1.2? That’s nothing. The other kids were roughly around 0.6 to 0.8 compared to us, right?”

“If Laminea and Ashir go, they will be able to defeat them without much difficulty.”

It was Cheongseong Mirngardia that put the brakes on the optimistic outlook of the payqueriers.

“As you all know, there is no such thing as a constant on the battlefield. There are only variables that vary greatly in power depending on how you maximize your power. This time, your opponent is the best of the High Kun Tarks, so don’t let your guard down.”

The final stages of the mid-war, the battle to recapture (4)

“Go away, Aydin, you hateful traitor.”

At the center of madness, the concentrated force of the tumultuous frenzy was… … an Uruk shaman in savage robes.

“That’s why I told my father several times that we shouldn’t slaughter animals that walk on two legs.”

Snake-Eyed Ibajorn… … .

Aydin’s eyes narrowed.

Since Aydin taught Bagkar the human language, his children also spoke human language well.

‘This guy, the sixth daughter, inherited the position of chieftain?’

Uruk, who cannot use magic in close combat and rely on brute force, has a strong preference for warriors.

So, unless it was a sorcerer tribe, the chieftaincy position was traditionally passed down to a warrior.

It would be understandable if the fifth daughter, Ragbaug, had inferior abilities, but Ragbaug was a man of such great skill that Bagkar chose her as his successor.

“Ivajorn, where did Ragbaug go?”

As if even asking a question was offensive, Ibajorn shook the wooden gong and the world began to shake.

Wide-ranging confusion of the five senses… … .

The perspective changes. , which was sinking into the sea, and the buildings that could be called the corpses of a dying city, have fish eyes appearing on their surfaces, and they stand up and rush at you.

“What, what is this?!”

“Prepare for battle! The enemies are coming!”

“How do we deal with the building?”

What appears to be a building is actually an Uruk warrior or a deep sea creature.

That’s why combat is impossible.

Isn’t it impossible to defend without knowing what the opponent is attacking with?

[Mate: We can’t fly in that airspace! The Griffins won’t be able to overcome their hallucinations and will crash to their deaths! Asher? Asher! Damn it, the communication’s gone!]

Niven Alter Gierda of the 11th Fighter Squadron, who was gliding next to it, also had to stop his air-to-ground fire with his bow-type Holy Sword Gierda.

[Niven: Asher, if you can hear our voices, get out of there! It would be better to go in after the hallucinations have cleared up!]

[Gorgotia: Master, I can’t get through!]

[Niven: What the heck… … Where the hell did that sea fog come from?]

Communications were being disrupted by the King’s Fog. Niven’s disciple, Gorgotia, swallowed blankly and looked down at the ground.

‘What the heck… … What are you doing by spreading the King’s barrier that even the Elder Samyeongryong cannot approach?’

Senior Asher, Sister Camilla.

Are you okay?

[Cheongseong: Shu’Yulkula’s Mauna Loa have appeared in large numbers. Noehyang and I will stop them. The non-attack and the essential troops will move to the coastal front to support the battle of the Steel Fleet. That’s it.]

I couldn’t just wait around in vain, and I couldn’t help.

There was no choice but to believe.

They would do it, they would win, they would meet again alive… … .

“I will nullify the wide-area illusion. 1 minute! Silamine, please protect me!”

“I’m going to write a poem of faith and love. I also need time to recite it.”

The Aesir were already moving. The king’s hallucinations could not be endured by human perception, but they could be endured by dragon insight.

The dragon’s eye allows one to see beyond illusions to the real thing.

The majestic dignity of advancing while cutting down the octopus legs that resonate with the sound of the moktak with Renault’s sword light, and then cutting them down again, is it a legacy inherited from the teacher?

“… … .”

Camilla closed her eyes. She closed the world of illusions into darkness, and opened up a new world in that darkness.

It is a world of imagination.

A world of absolute memory.

He perfectly remembers the world just before the hallucination unfolds and builds a field of vision. With his perfect hearing and touch, he modifies the appearance of the world whenever something changes.

The fifth form of the ten-letter alphabet, sudden attack.

The octopus tentacles that were aiming for Ashur’s back were torn apart precisely in the red smoke.

“!”

“!”

“!”

Even the Blood Horse Corps of Baekjeon was momentarily silenced by the sight of him precisely assisting Asher in the hallucination.

I hear a sound.

The sound of the wind cutting through.

At the end of the path, Ibajorn repeatedly transformed the hallucination and made the octopus legs appear again and again, but it was a meaningless struggle for the two.

‘It reaches.’

‘I can knock it down.’

‘Chief High Kun Tark and those two you raised, the leader, are nothing when they come together!’

But at that moment, Eshir was the first to sense the signs of change.

‘huh……?’

As Asher and Camilla approached, she burst into laughter as if she had been waiting for this moment.

Intuition kicks in.

The intuition that a fierce threat is lurking makes you stop your legs and hands. You instantly stop the sword dance you were unfolding.

“Camilla, get out!”

Asher hurriedly hugged Camilla, who was running beside him. He rolled around on the ground where seawater rose up to his thighs.

At that moment, it happened.

Hair fluttering in the wind, unable to fully follow the body’s movements and trailing behind it half a beat slower.

That wasn’t the end.

A dark blue aura, like a tidal wave condensed into a violent form, rushed forward, breaking the barrier of the Shinae Poetry Society, slaughtering dozens of members, and splitting structures in half.

“Hey, Sir Silamine!”

Aydin doubted his eyes as he looked at the corpse of Silamine, whose upper body was half swallowed by the tsunami and who had died.

No, no matter what… … .

Even though it wasn’t perfect because the Shinae Psalm was just beginning to unfold, how could you defeat it so easily?

“Tabashi, you missed by a hair. Next time Pi shi te yaterau… … I’ll kill you, Aydin.”

At that time, the beings that appeared as the last nightmare of Lieutenant General ‘Black Summer’ were the siblings Ragbaug Logkus and Ibajorn Logkus.

Although Ragbaug was a female entity, its stocky physique was far greater than the typical Uruk height of seven feet.

The blade of the axe, which ripples with the waves of the ancient sea, is a sacred relic from the abyss, refined from ancient seastone. A warrior holding two sacred relics, one in each hand.

“Ragbaug… …!”

Aydin’s eyes opened wide.

The siblings inherited the king’s power as a pair?

Is this possible? That he was favored by Shu’yul-kula so much?

“Before that, these ugly things.”

Asher and Camilla kept trying to get up from the moment they fell.

But, but… … !

As if the sea were alive, like a mollusk, it held onto the two people’s limbs tenaciously and would not let go.

‘Breath, breathless… … .’

Camilla, who had not undergone any physical modifications to Payquerier, was on the verge of suffocation.

My mind is going dark.

Somewhere out there, at the bottom of the invisible sea, at the end of the deep sea, my consciousness is slowly being pulled… … .

“Eshir!”

Phenyl, one of the Blood Demon Corps officers and a member of the Melev School that deals with water killing, tried to subdue the sea with water, but was too late.

Fast, so fast.

What kind of ridiculous speed could he achieve with such a large body? Before he knew it, he was standing over Ashur, holding two axes high in the air.

no…….

The leader’s disciple… … .

The captain’s last legacy… … .

It was taken away… … .

Aydin stopped nullifying the illusion and raised a shield of light over the two, but… … .

He even broke the New Testament.

That shield might only delay death by a second or so. But whether intentional or not, that second saved both their lives.

I see a red light.

The fragrance of azalea flowers wafts in.

In the next moment, the ancient wave-covered axe blade and the red lotus blade intersected.

Metallic tearing.

Sparks scattered everywhere.

Only after that loud noise had rang out could people, the world, witness the courage that had appeared, washing away the darkness of this nightmare.

Laminaria.

Laminaria Alter Aradmantel.

Lamine, who appeared with her long white hair fluttering, was like the dawn rising at the end of the night, in a land of darkness. The world, which was on the verge of panic, stared blankly at the light.

‘This human woman… is strong!’

Ragbaug used the bounce of the axe to create momentum for his posture, which was about to collapse.

Three consecutive strikes that were difficult to follow with the eyes, with all the muscles in the body contracting and then springing back like a water gun.

But he too was rendered powerless before the sword and scabbard crossing in the shape of a crimson lotus… … Ragbaug took two steps back to regain his bearings.

“!”

As soon as that happened, a bloodline appeared on Laminia’s forehead, and a long gash appeared on Ragbaug’s wrist. Even in a split second, the masters’ attack and defense aimed for murder.

“Get up, Asher.”

Lamine said, taking a circular posture, one form of the basic form.

I’ve never seen the Master speak so strictly… Camilla swallowed.

It was just because I was lacking and hadn’t grown enough to be able to speak so strictly.

“You are a warrior.”

As the Sword of the Extreme Satellite, Aradmantel, spits out red flames, its sister sword, Renold, resonates with it and burns red.

The light cuts through the sea.

Renault’s sword light cut through the sea’s bonds, and Eshir, drenched in water, rose and stood on Laminea’s left.

“I’m sorry for showing you such a shameful behavior, Senior. And thank you. Thanks to you, I survived.”

Camilla, who had barely returned from the brink of suffocation, went to stand to the right of her teacher, gasping for breath.

“Kami, you.”

“I am… … the disciple of the warrior… … .”

At that answer, Lamine smiled faintly, feeling happy, lonely, sad, and proud.

“I’d like to act cool and tell you to back off so I can handle it all myself, but after what I just did, I think I’m going to have to put all my effort into defeating just one of those axe warriors.”

“… … !”

“Delfred and Melene are coming, dominating the area. Johan is already here. So you two take charge of the shaman side. Can you do it?”

In response, Eshir and Camilla each took a jockey pose.

“Okay, let’s give it a try.”