Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 282



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Season 3: Episode 90

[John: Camillaaaa …

Everyone shouts its name using their brain waves and voices, but nothing comes back.

Just silence.

In an instant, a moment of despair, the eyes of the Blood Demon Corps officers who had just joined the main force from the defensive line turned upside down.

[McKennan: That kid… …!]

Countless types of daggers unfold from the hands of MacKennan, one of the Seven Swords of Ilseong and a member of the Black Horn Sword Sect.

The pinnacle of these is the windmill shuriken.

It was a shuriken shaped like a windmill, and although its speed was extremely slow for a dagger, the killing power created by its rotational force was beyond description.

[Leone: Well done Camilla… …!]

Leone, a descendant of the old ‘Red Pilgrim’, took flight in a martial arts stance.

The ‘Red Pilgrims’ are those who received martial arts from Akira of the Red Flame, and the flame mark, which can be called a fast, appears twice on Oukan’s body.

That flame mark is a point that explodes when touched by the flame’s power, increasing its power.

[Phenyl: Hand me over Camilla… … .]

Also, one of the Eight Great Schools, the Melev School’s killing water wraps around Oukan like a snake.

[Phenyl: That brat… … .]

It’s not just water.

[Phenyl: Captain Vinessa has entrusted us with… …!]

‘Lu (漏)’, the vision rune of the Melev school of thought and law that penetrates deep into the body and destroys the veins without a trace.

[Phenyl: The precious youngest member of the Blood Demon Corps───!]

Have the Blood Demon Corps’ executives, their best veterans, lost their judgment because they were blinded by anger?

No, it is not.

It was the perfect moment.

In order to attack Camilla, Oukan had forcibly collapsed into a collapsed posture.

‘amazing…….’

Roberis opened his eyes wide in a daze, his arms melting away, the tingling pain before his eyes.

Just now, we all came from different places and joined here, but how did we manage to work together so well and find a weak point?

And the magic techniques they use are all unrivaled in terms of killing power… … .

‘Oukan hasn’t figured out his position yet.’

It was just a moment.

It was a moment when there could be no greater opportunity than this.

[Aeshir: No, everyone stop!]

That is, unless Oukan harbored a disaster that had not been reported until now.

[Eshir: He’s different!]

Oukan’s whole body was boiling.

The blood vessels throughout his body burned with the ravenous light of lava that consumed all living things.

[Eshir: It’s just different from Oukan!]

A match decided by a single point.

Just before everyone’s decisive blow landed on him, that one blow, his body exploded.

It erupted like a volcano.

A whirlwind of volcanic ash that made it impossible to see even an inch ahead first dominated the view.

In that gap, the bastard’s heavy flesh fell like volcanic debris and fell on McKennan and Leone, tearing them apart without a trace.

A volcanic bomb that had been hidden in the volcanic ash and had risen high suddenly crashed down and split Phenyl’s head in half.

“ah…….”

After placing Sharon in the safe zone, all the strength left Asher’s body as he hurriedly ran towards her.

Everyone… … .

All of them… … .

Everyone who has taken care of her, been with her, and watched her grow since she was a girl who knew nothing…

“I am…….”

I had to wake up.

I had to awaken the Holy Sword.

“Ashir… … .”

But not a single word or syllable came to mind. It was the prayer of petition that I had practiced over and over again since my time with Vinessa.

“This is Asher Alter Renault… … .”

Just instead… … .

Just simply… … .

“thee……!”

Only this clear trembling, which makes the whole body, mind, and soul hot and cold, painful and sad and torn, can be barely explained in words.

“… … I’ll kill you.”

Counterattack Eve, High-altitude Infiltration in the Volcanic Zone (3)

The prayer of the sword is known as resonance with the holy sword.

The greater the will of the agent, and the more that will is in harmony with the will of the Holy Sword, the greater its power.

On this day, the prayer from Eshur made Renault burn with a more ecstatic and violent light than ever before.

“you…….”

Cut, cut.

Cut, cut, and cut again.

“You must… … .”

In the roar of the red-tinged moonlight, Oukan’s left lower body became incapacitated and his knees half-bent.

“I will give you a death more brutal than any other death… …!”

Oukan suddenly turned his gaze away from Eshir and kicked the ground with his right foot.

It was towards the train station.

It is not known whether it was because he judged that there was no chance of winning, or because the king had given another order, but he could not send them away like this.

“Stand there!”

The moment the bastard began limping across the square, his intact right foot struck the ground with a grotesquely powerful force.

The body suddenly rotated.

Although his left foot is said to be disabled, he has no trouble performing a roundhouse kick above the knee as it is intact.

“!”

Also, since he was incapacitated in the midst of the chaos, he could freely use that blood… … lava.

‘This kid… … ‘

What was coming before Ashur’s eyes was not a simple foot.

‘You’re an unbelievable master of close combat… … .’

It was a death blow that overwhelmed the entire surface as lava gushed up and down.

… … … … … … … … Thuu …

The sound effect of the crushing was eerie. What blocked the nightmare of lava was a pair of blades. No, a sword and a scabbard.

The blade of pure blood.

A pure white scabbard.

The blade of the Extreme Sword Aradmantel roars fiercely and fiercely, burning hotter and more dazzlingly than the lava that melts providence.

“Well done, Asher.”

When I looked up, no, I knew it before I even looked up.

Renaud’s cries of joy… … .

A voice more dazzling than that cry, and a fragrant flower scent that tickles the nose in this world of rotten sulfur.

“Now leave it to this wonderful senior.”

Things happen that would never happen. It is the law of nature that the big trample the small.

however.

The cracks in Oukan’s spine spread loudly, and as the brightness of Aradmantel reached its peak, the thing’s arm was shoved far away with a whoosh.

“… … !”

Since the Ten Commandments focused more on counterattack than defense, Master Vinessa didn’t show anything like this…

This is the pinnacle of the ten-character diagram.

This is the ten-character strength of the person who has been granted the privilege of abstinence by Aradmantel… … .

“But… … Kami?”

I couldn’t listen to the question with a fake smile until the end, and I couldn’t bear to cover my ears, so I lowered my head.

My mind is already a mess.

I had been fighting that messy sadness, embodying it as anger, and now I had to go beyond accepting the consequences and tell someone about it.

That too… … .

The relationship between a priest and a querent is similar to that of a mother and daughter. So, isn’t this like informing a mother of the death of her child?

“… … I’m sorry, senior.”

I just can’t bring myself to say it…

He died… … .

If you are a warrior, you cannot keep your master’s command to never cry in front of others…

“I, I am so incompetent… … .”

Even though I bit my lower lip to suppress my tears, they showed through the shaking of my shoulders and body.

“… … No, it’s not Asher’s fault.”

Sometimes, the answer you give will tell you everything.

Laminaria knew for sure.

At the very beginning, the moment Asher’s expression collapsed, the pain felt as if a part of his soul was being torn away.

“This is not the time to be crying. Come with me.”

Why weren’t you prepared for it?

Just by looking at the urgent echo of the brain’s resonance and John’s sobbing, the disciple’s death was so certain, but why couldn’t he accept it?

Why would you try to deny it?

“hurry.”

This is a battlefield… … .

The front line of the Demon Tribe, a land where people die more cruelly than insects… … .

And Kami was not even twenty years old yet, so how could she survive until the end…?

“Senior… … .”

My vision had already become dark, and I could only see one thing.

Aradmantel’s sword light.

That red, weeping blade even changes the strength in your knees and the strength to collapse into a rush.

“Let’s go, follow me!”

Lamineia kicked the ground.

The speed is impossible to keep up with from the criminal’s perspective. All he can see is the long, rainbow-like trail of sword light.

“Senior!”

In that movement.

It collapses.

A wall of air.

“That kid’s body is exploding! Like a volcano!”

As the gap closed in an instant, Oukan blew his chest open to attack, perhaps as if he had been waiting for it.

A volcanic eruption.

The volcanic eruption instantly blocks sight and hearing, and pyroclastic flows crash down through the weak points that block the five senses.

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

At the moment when the tragedy of the past was about to repeat itself, a path was paved with fascinatingly intertwined blades and scabbards.

Cross-cutting was originally a technique that focused damage on a single target. But what if you used the principle of Seommu-cham, which spreads sword energy and has the advantage of suppressing a wide area?

In short, what if the principle of power generation can be used as a cross-cutting, but the form can be changed to a sharp beheading?

‘oh my god.’

It’s impossible.

Originally, it was impossible.

The communication between Laminea and Aradmantel, who reached the pinnacle of the orthodox ten-character system, made this possible.

“… … !”

A long and narrow light path stretched out across the horizon covered in volcanic ash. Oukan’s eyes wavered.

A reddish glow that hurts the eyes.

Does the Sword of Extreme Respond to the Agent’s Anger, or the Opposite, or both?

‘What the heck… … .’

The dance has begun.

A dance of slaughter, tearing flesh and splitting rocks.

‘That guy doesn’t even have time to engage in his specialty of close combat… …!’

As he was striking Oukan through the path created by Laminea, Eshir let out an exclamation that was close to shock.

Hurry up.

Even if it’s fast, it’s too fast.

To a civilian who has not trained in martial arts, it would look like that guy is wrapped in a red rope…

‘How are you so strong?’

No, it has to be strong.

Asher saw Laminea’s hair fading at a noticeable rate even in the darkness.

‘Now, you have released the limit you set for yourself. The overconsumption of lifespan… …!’

In the company of Vinessa, the extent of hair bleaching was like a milestone of separation.

If that turns completely white… … .

When you lose strength and even luster, a complete separation comes. That is why gradual fading means that the end of a relationship, that is, a separation, is approaching.

‘You smiled earlier, but I guess it couldn’t have been sincere… … .’

Only then did I see it clearly.

The light of the sword is so dazzling, but there is not a single speck of light in Lamine’s eyes.

In front of despair that even sadness cannot invade, no, in front of despair that has reached its peak.

‘But I can’t just let you waste all your life like this.’

Humanity needed her.

It wasn’t that late yet, so he had time to accept and train new disciples.

‘I have to help you, by precisely targeting your weak point… … !’

Beyond the haze of light tearing apart the volcano, there was a priest who arrived at the scene late, out of breath.

Aydin, the priest of Hong.

A dark shadow appeared beneath Aydin’s eyebrows.

“… … .”

The erratic behavior of a high-risk abyss entity and the order to subdue it given to the Blood Demon Corps.

Communication between colleagues is cut off.

The wrath of Ashur and Laminea.

Because the meaning of all that situation was becoming real right before my eyes.

– Priest.

– Priest Aydin.

– Hahahaha, Aydin!

In my recent memories, colleagues who used to call each other by name and share laughter died without leaving a trace of blood.

[Eshir: It’s too hard, Senior!]

Only Phenyl was turned into a blood clot.

[Laminea: This guy, even if he dies, he’s going to just collapse the platform! Stop it somehow!]

In fact, they were closer to family than colleagues.

Because they were all comrades who had crossed the line of death together many times since the revival of the Blood Demon Corps.

Aydin tore Phenyl’s tattered uniform and took it with him.

[Eshir: This kid, I hardened the lava so he can use his ankles again… …!]

And he opened the Bible.

[Laminea: Accelerate! Stop it!]

This Bible was different from the Bibles that ordinary human priests carried. It was not the Bible of Tersia, which preached compassion and love (the Bibles of other also center around love).

“You, Lord, are not a ruler who takes pleasure in wickedness.”

It was the Bible of Terbel, which preached judgment and punishment of the abyss, a being that went against the laws of creation.

“The wicked, who shed blood and delight in making blood shed, are like their father in sin; they have no faith and their hearts are wicked.”

There is no Bible that records the story of the Black Sun, Karenden (instead, it leaves behind magic and dragon language), and the Bible of the Moon of Creation, Mayan, focuses on condemnation rather than love.

[Halvaron: Since the target is close to the train station, further direct support is impossible. I will direct my artillery fire at the demons gathering on the outskirts!]

Terbel, the sun of the sky.

Only Terbel’s Bible.

[Krawzan: Red Lotus, Blood Demon! In order to complete His Majesty the Qing, both the railway and the railway station must be intact!]

There is no talk of love, mercy, compassion, or kindness, only of the punishment of creation that burns like an abyss.

“Condemn and destroy those traitors.”

It is said that when the Father and Mother of the universe said, “Let there be light,” there was light, and the world was separated from darkness.

A miracle that serves the power of creation.

It is only natural that the principle of that power comes from the words of the parents of creation.

“Those who seek your abundant love.”

The Holy Word is communication with the providence of creation.

[Eshir: I’m trying! But, but this kid… … !]

The power of light and will contained in the providence of creation are embodied in this holy word on this earth.

“Let us shout joyfully in your name forever… … !”

To that earnest prayer, to that sorrowful groan, the providence of creation responds.

Sound takes shape… … and takes on light.

The sounds that came out through the vocal cords and affected our hearing soared into the sky and were magnificently woven into the shape of light.

Dawn thunder.

The miracle that Tervel, the sun of the heavens, used when hunting the abyss. Tervel’s lightning brought light to the world, and that light still illuminates the world today.

In an instant, the darkness of the world was extinguished.

In the midst of the red light saturation, above the Oukan’s ridge, where the path of movement was limited to a single straight path, a lightning bolt that burned all darkness struck.

‘That’s not a thunder attribute… … .’

John trembled in awe at the power of the light that could instantly brighten even the darkness of grief over losing a friend.

Brain properties are one of the minor elements.

Unlike the four elements that are connected to the source of nature, it was an attribute that pursued practicality because the calculation formula of the rune was fast even though its power was inferior.

‘If you had to define an attribute, would it be the light attribute?’

Roberis also blinked.

Even the pain of my arm melting away was forgotten, and perhaps the light had even dispelled the darkness of that pain.

Just because you have a lower understanding of magic than John, it doesn’t mean you don’t understand that power.

‘The difference in power is ridiculous.’