Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 266



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Season 3: Episode 74

“You want me to face Ragbaug alone? Hahahaha! Okay, very good! Let’s have some fun together… … Human woman!”

The power that had been rippling across the surface of the axe blade erupts, once again taking the form of a tidal wave.

The shape is thin frost.

The tsunami, which was originally an indiscriminate hazard, was transformed into a concentrated, lethal threat.

“Lord Lamine, beware! That power is… …!”

Aydin shouted like that and then closed his mouth.

The pose that Laminea took was like a flower in bloom. It was like a flower opening its bud at dawn.

A posture that makes it seem as if the beauty of creation is embodied in that one body.

The 7th form of the Ten Characters Alphabet, Jinnoeryong.

The 12th form of the Ten Characters Chart, Eternal Flash.

Jin-no-ryong, the power and momentum of that no-ryong are transferred to the island of eternal death. The dragon ascends, and a dazzling halo of light follows its ascension.

“… … !”

It is said that the Immortal Island was designed to cut down enemies that cannot be killed with a single strike.

A slash that cuts through space and time, and a tiny amount of black energy explodes like an electric current that spreads out countless times along the large trajectory.

If we apply that description to the current situation, we can say that the devastation of the tsunami that struck was annihilated down to the molecular level.

The ten-letter sword is a sword technique of linkage.

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

A sudden attack that exploits an open loophole in the opponent’s consciousness with an unexpected counterattack.

Ragbaug reacts.

As the axe blade rises in the trajectory of the sudden attack, the momentum of the charge is reversed. It is gathered and focused in a different direction.

The sixth form of the ten-letter alphabet, Seommucham.

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of metal, the abyssal relic and the blade of light clash, and the two masters push each other away.

“Ka ge shi, I think I’ll miss it!”

As Ragbaug raised his axe, the sea that had been lying on the banks of Laminea rose up, rushing in from all directions like a tidal wave.

‘Can you control the sea as you wish?’

I think as I scatter the waves with the blade of Aradmantel.

‘Two people inherited the king’s power. The impossible is happening right before my eyes.’

No, it’s just something that has never happened before, but I can’t say it’s impossible.

‘It’s a consequential thought, but I’m glad that the Taesan Corps didn’t come here… … .’

If the Taesan Corps, which was forming a dense formation, had come here, they might have suffered losses close to annihilation.

But why on earth?

Why on earth, with all this power, did you use as your battlefield after repeatedly retreating since the counterattack?

‘This isn’t even a round of combat.’

It’s more like a delaying battle where the king’s barrier is deployed to prevent the aunt and uncle from actively intervening, and instead, they’re just wasting time… What’s the goal?

“You’re pretty useful, even though you’re a human woman!”

Again, the blade and the axe clash violently.

“Are all the Payqueriers as strong as you? No, when I saw the fights of the weaker brothers, it wasn’t like this!”

“I’m not even in the top ranks?”

“Ha, the human hierarchy is truly pathetic!”

As they engage in a struggle, a high-pitched, eerie metallic noise bursts forth.

“It’s not about strength, it’s about age and origin! The blood relatives are pathetic, but their top priority is strength!”

“If the person who came here just now was the first pay querier, your head would have been blown off before you could open your mouth twice!”

I don’t know about Senior Tars, who is strong in one-on-many, but if Senior Vinessa were here…

He was a man as sharp as a blade.

He was the blade of an era that had been ruthlessly polished and trained to prevent this nightmare from invading people’s daily lives.

I feel my shortcomings keenly.

I even feel like I haven’t become like him yet and I don’t think I will ever be able to become like him.

– This world needs a sword.

In the past, it was not Mijari but Vinessa who first called Laminea as her disciple.

– A knife is a tool to kill someone, but it is also a tool to protect someone. The one who kills the best becomes the one who protects the best. That is the world of Payquerier.

At the time, I had great respect for Mijari, so I declined the offer, but when I heard about Vinessa’s beliefs, they were noble compared to those of other payqueriers.

– If stars light up the night, swords light up the battlefield. I think you will be the vessel to protect that destiny.

A person who has lived his entire life by the blade.

That ending should have been more peaceful and warm than anyone else’s, but if you, if you guys hadn’t come then…

Laminea charged forward again, cutting down the octopus arms that rose from the sea. She created a platform of magical power above the sea surface and jumped high.

“Tabaka na, you stupid human woman, you don’t even know that the air is full of vulnerabilities!”

As Ibajorn rang the moktak with a loud laugh, dark blue octopus arms rose up, the color of the deep sea.

‘No… … There’s no way this human woman with that much skill would suddenly do something like this. This is something she did on purpose.’

But Ragbaug’s judgment was different.

What is it?

What are you aiming for?

The moment a smile flashed in Laminea’s eyes, the accident happened on the other side.

“Camilla!”

“Yeah, sis!”

The two blades struck at the gap where Ibajorn aimed at Laminea, the gap in his breathing, the gap in his strength.

The 11th form of the tithe, the 11th month.

The 10th form of the ten-letter alphabet, cross-beheading.

At that moment, Ibjörn’s head would have been cut off, had not Ragbaug thrown his axe blade precisely cut off the two swords.

“!”

“!”

“!”

Laminea, who had attacked Ivajorn with the momentum of a leap, was unable to gain the upper hand in the struggle and had to retreat.

Ping-pong… … .

If not, he would have given up his back to the axe blade that returned to Ragbaug’s hand like a boomerang.

“No, no, no! Such tricks, daughter of Bagkar! Chieftain of the High Kun Tark! Chieftain of all Uruk! Will not work on me!”

The final battle of the mid-level general, the battle to recapture (5)

What kind of power is this… … Camilla thought as she suppressed the sharp pain surging through her wrists.

‘If I hadn’t focused my magical power just now for the crucifixion, the blade would have broken.’

This, this is the power of the first chieftain, High Kun Tark. A suffocating aura, against such a being, the Master will wage an all-out war… …?

Opportunity… … .

I missed the golden opportunity that Master had given me to deal with that monster. Oh shit, oh shit… … !

“Camilla, don’t lose your mind! I’ll keep going until I get it!”

Ibajorn’s attack was completely different from before. Did he intentionally open up a weak point to lure him in and kill him in one go?

We said we would deal with it.

We said we’d knock it down.

Far from defeating him, Ibajorn’s magic attacks continue to attack the other battlefield, helping Ragbaug and even covering the Master.

“There are too many enemies! Back! Back! Close the camp as much as possible! Quickly!”

“Hurry up! We’ll all die here!”

“Isolated!”

Black Horn Sword Sect’s MacKennon, Melev’s Phenyl, and Red Pilgrim Leone are doing their best to keep the thugs at bay. Aydin is busy disabling the illusion barrier.

‘I have to.’

I have to do it.

Right now, in this place, the only one who can take this guy down is Asher.

We must help Asher get there.

“Tibae ro, what you do, what you try to do, it means nothing to me.”

The moment Ibajorn shouted like that, there was an indescribable sensation, starting from my blood vessels and penetrating all the way to my peripheral nerves… … .

Goosebumps covering my entire body… … .

Everything, everything, everything, actions, thoughts, the flow of power, the circulation of magic, even the slightest growth of hair or fingernails or the current of brain waves, seems to be seen by someone… … .

“The blessing of the true king, the eye of foresight, sees through you all and enlightens me.”

Camilla had both eyes closed (even if she opened them she couldn’t see properly) so she didn’t know what this strange phenomenon was, but Aeshir saw it with a shudder.

Eyes… … .

The eyes of enlightenment… … .

The sternum of Ibajorn is torn open like an eyelid, and a strange, wicked, octopus-like shape… …a huge thing sprouts out from between them.

“All the futures you can reach, all the good of the world, reside within the realm visible to your eyes.”

You can tell right away that this isn’t a bluff after just one match.

Attack… … .

Our attack… … .

Octopus arms that block the shortest and best routes, while also attacking and supporting their sisters.

Cut… … .

Avoid… … .

Even if I cut it again… … .

It was nearly impossible to get close to it, and I almost died several times from being entangled in the octopus’s tentacles and having my bones crushed.

“Camilla!”

As Camilla cut off the octopus tentacle that was aimed at Aeshir’s back and rolled on the surface of the sea, Aeshir swallowed in vain.

‘Is this the limit?’

It has to be a limitation. It’s almost a miracle that he was able to assist me this much even though his view was blocked.

like that…….

like that…….

As their energy gradually waned, their reactions became dull, their attacks slowly began to backfire, their five senses became dull, and the octopus’s legs were thrusting into them from an unknown angle.

“!”

A steep ice wall rose between Ibajorn and the two.

At that moment, the octopus claw that was on the verge of crushing Eshir and Camilla’s cervical vertebrae hit a strange spot.

For the first time, confusion crossed Ibajorn’s face. A voice was heard from beyond the cold fog.

“After all, even with those eyes, it seems that if you can’t see the other person, you can’t see the whole future.”

Johann, Johann Frost.

With that ridiculously clear mind, he briefly observed the battle and identified its weak points.

“Then, if you avoid that angle of view, the entire angle other than that angle of view will be four squares!”

As Ibajorn rang the moktak at the source of the sound, the octopus’s legs flew beyond the fog… … but all that was heard was the cracking sound of ice breaking.

“Now! Go, Camilla!”

Ibajorn turned his chest again, Yejian towards Eshir and Camilla… … but they were not visible.

‘Ice everywhere… …?’

As the atmosphere froze, it formed reflections and structures of concealment and occultation.

Out of sight of Yeji-an… … .

Aeshir immediately rushed towards Ibajorn through the gap, the gap where his vision could not reach and where he could not read the future.

‘Once in a while… … .’

The backlash from using more magic power than allowed, Johan thought as he bled into the fog.

‘Next time I’ll break the ice with my octopus claws right away, so you won’t be able to make this opportunity.’

Even at this moment, he gathered every last bit of his magical power to block at least one more of the octopus legs that were aiming at Ashur’s advance.

‘So just this once… …!’

moment.

That moment.

The moment when Ashir, looking into the future, overcomes all resistance and thrusts the tip of his sword right in front of Ibajorn, the gap between killing.

“Don’t underestimate them, Bekzu… …!”

Three strangely shaped octopus tentacles sprouted from Ibajorn’s back and wrapped around Eshir’s body.

He twisted that muscle.

At that moment, in front of the impending moment of death, with the momentum to completely twist his body and squeeze out his internal organs, Ashir shouted with the last of his strength.

“Camilla, now!”

At the same time, the polar satellite sword, Renault, unleashed a fierce sword light.

The pain felt like his optic nerves were burning, and Ibajorn’s eyes became momentarily blind, unable to distinguish between light and darkness.

Moreover, the sacred power that had shed light during the dark ages also damaged the authority of the old king.

‘But the view is still open.’

Camilla didn’t move.

Footsteps… … .

Now, there is only one strand of energy left to move the body. And only a handful of magic power.

That’s why I had to use that one, more powerfully than anything else.

‘No matter what tricks that little rascal tries to pull, I can easily stop them. Even if I can’t predict the future.’

At the same time as killing this woman who is now bound, I will ring the moktak once more and kill that woman at the same time.

That moment.

That one moment.

The moment I saw the human woman stop breathing hastily and focus all her energy on the sword.

‘?’

Now, the image of ‘someone’ who cannot exist in this time zone floated above him.

‘White hair… … ?’

It was different from the gray hair that the payqueers had bleached congenitally.

Gray hair that was given to him when he was born with the innate mission of being a firewood man.

Ibajorn couldn’t tell, but it was the color of the Eldian warrior.

Identification number, Eldia Omega (06).

So naturally, what he carries with him is a blade of light that even the darkness of origin would tremble in fear… …five true swords.

‘Is Yejian’s damage causing her to be able to see too far into the future?’

Could this be the future of that human woman?

no…….

‘That’s a man. It’s impossible for his gender to change.’

The Sword of the Extreme Satellite, Renod, was modeled after the ancient Sword of the True Sword, Galadiel. The light of the sword made the king’s perception foresee even the troubles that would come in the distant future.

And to the girl… … .

In the distant future, the attitude of the disciple who will learn the girl’s sword is so similar to the attitude of the girl now, so is it that we can see a glimpse of the future that has not yet arrived so clearly?

‘The future… the future is not drawn… …?’

To be exact, it wasn’t that it wasn’t drawn.

At this very moment.

In the moment when Galadiel’s blade was about to be pulled out of its scabbard, tens of millions of futures rushed into my mind.

Cognitive overload.

A realm that is impossible to fathom with mortal perception, who can only borrow a handful of the king’s power.

It is the world.

A microcosm at the boundary of creation.

A speed beyond the speed of light that overwhelmed even the absolute being that rules over time and space. An eternal tragedy that takes place in a moment that mortal beings can perceive.

I dare not bear that future.

I dare not look at that sword.

Even the afterimages of the future shown by the power of enlightenment are things that mortal eyes and brains cannot bear and burst.

“Kk, kkaaa …

As the vision burst, unspeakable pain engulfed Ibajorn. Crucially, the vision was destroyed, completely blocking his vision.

‘What happened…?’

John had no idea what was happening, but he knew one thing for sure.

It’s an opportunity.

It was obvious to everyone that if they missed this opportunity, they would never get another one like it.

“Camilla, go—-!”

Shifting of body weight, distribution of horsepower, lack of strength, concentration of strength, condensation and coercion, concentration and explosion.

The fourth form of the ten-letter alphabet is bal (?).

The 7th form of the Ten Characters Alphabet, Jinnoeryong.

The 11th form of the ten-letter alphabet, the brain attack.

The blade rushed in like a bolt of lightning, closing the distance of more than a dozen paces, and cut deeply and widely across Ibajorn’s upper body.

‘I fought many times in the storms of the Fallen Land.’

At the end of that tragedy.

‘If I apply what I learned back then, I’ll be able to accurately aim at the enemy even with my eyes closed…!’

The fine waves of sword energy that had been writhing like electricity moved and slaughtered the bodies of enemies that had not been cut down with the first strike.

“——Cut!”