The Sword Genius of the Magic Empire - Chapter 48



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A special move worth 50 points.

“Baphomet”

How many Nemesis Knights’ test stages did they have to go through to catch the guy who seemed invincible in the original?

‘I barely managed to find a way, while my heart raced, wondering what I could get if I caught such a great guy.’

But once I figured out its only weakness and defeated it, there wasn’t really any reward.

Moreover, the sabotage method that was discovered through such painstaking effort had no guarantee of success without causing fatal damage.

‘The way to kill the guy I barely found is because if I lose control even once, it’s over.’

Any mistake here could be extremely fatal.

‘That’s why I didn’t try to catch it…’

Slowly aim your sword at the demon in front of you.

Baphomet.

A demon that, despite its appearance of rotting skin that has survived for a long time, crushes its opponents with its overwhelming reaction speed and brute strength.

In addition, it has a strong outer shell that nullifies all magic with excellent magic resistance.

He’s a guy who’s hard to find any weaknesses in on the outside.

Just one.

‘Except for those eyes sprouting all over the body.’

The eyes that bulged out from the split body of the guy glaring at me ferociously.

Facing those dozens of pairs of eyes, Enoch quietly projected mana onto the sword.

The dark blue color that rose along with the sound of thin metal drove away the darkness.

-Keeeeeeeek!

The demon roared loudly as if in a frenzy, then struck the floor of the waterway with both arms with all his might, destroying the ground in chunks.

Then, he started to run, throwing the broken floor carelessly, and started to close the distance with Enoch.

But Enoch took half a step to the side without even blinking an eye.

‘I can be sure now.’

A boulder passes right before his eyes.

Even though it would be powerful enough to disintegrate limbs if hit once by a rock of that size and speed, it didn’t feel like a threat at all.

The reason was simple.

‘In terms of sheer reaction speed, this one overpowers that guy.’

Binggle.

Enoch turned his body around to dodge the flying rock, and then changed his body direction to go straight forward.

He kicked off the ground as if he was being bounced off and started running quickly towards me.

As Enoch ran through the darkness, holding his sword in his hands, the bastard’s weakness flashed through his mind.

‘The only weakness is that it destroys all the eyes on its body at the same time!’

That’s exactly why the special demon was a difficult opponent.

Because it was difficult to figure out and execute a method to kill Baphomet.

But now that things have turned out this way, we have no choice but to catch him.

‘If the timing of destroying all the eyes sprouting from its body is slightly off, it will not die.’

A situation where you have to cut down multiple people at once.

In that case, type 2, ‘Hwarin’, would be the most suitable.

But there was one fundamental problem.

‘… The fire wheel I am using now is still not very proficient.’

The true nature of Hwarin, seen in the memories of the world of nothingness, was not simply about cutting quickly.

The ‘freedom’ to change trajectory freely and cut down enemies with one blow at that speed.

Enoch has not yet reached that point.

‘So far, I’ve only been able to cut the sword in a straight line.’

A swordsmanship that is nothing more than a superficial imitation of speed.

Up until now, that alone has served me well in practice.

However, if you want to cut off all the eyes that are irregularly placed on the body with one blow, that alone won’t do.

You have to use the fire wheel at incredibly fast speeds while at the same time ‘perfectly controlling its trajectory’.

At the same time as his resolve, Enoch triggered mana in each part.

Taaang!

It kicked off the ground as it was running and soared straight into the sky at a speed that seemed like it would bounce off.

I dodged the huge fist that the bastard unleashed.

Enoch, who was quickly spinning his body while falling from the sky, threw his sword in the air.

─Whoaaaaah!

Type 2, wheel.

The sword, which had rotated three times, tore through the air and cut off the eyes on the demon’s body.

But just after Enoch landed on the ground.

Phew!

The thick arm he swung roughly grazed Enoch’s side and struck him.

“Cough!”

Enoch’s body was thrown back greatly by the impact.

He quickly drove his sword into the ground to stop himself, and barely managed to control his body as it was thrown back almost flying away.

Even though he was hit by a bullet, the intense impact made it difficult to breathe.

It was a fatal blow if it had been hit squarely.

Enoch raised his head and checked his enemy.

The creature was still standing on its two legs in the darkness, howling in pain from having its eyes gouged out.

The reason was obvious.

‘I couldn’t cut off all of the eyes.’

I didn’t even have time to cut off the demon’s eyes.

The eyes that could not be destroyed at once were regenerating and writhing like tumors all over the body.

Enoch thought back on what had just happened.

It was only a brief moment, but I saw it clearly.

Just now, just a split second before swinging the sword.

The bastard saw the movement in that moment, raised his arms, and took a defensive stance.

I instinctively blocked the weakness.

He took a moment to catch his breath as he watched the guy start to take a defensive stance to avoid this attack.

It was much more difficult than expected to cut off all the pupils on the giant’s body with one blow.

But I had to do it.

‘Hwarin can’t just be fast. In the first place, Jechoi Sword didn’t use the 2nd form.’

Enoch looked into the devil’s eyes.

The red eyes, burning with ominous hostility, were glaring, aiming for Enoch’s windpipe.

Can you do it?

Even in the midst of a fierce sword attack that accelerates by exploding mana, you must thoroughly control the sword.

‘If you fail, you die.’

at that time.

─Peeeeeeing!

A huge piece of rock splattered past Enoch’s eye as he fell into the accident. A small spurt of blood spurted from his cheek.

-Krrrrrrr!

Baphomet took advantage of the moment of hesitation to quickly approach, throwing rocks at us.

At the same time, Enoch also turned his sword and resumed his charge.

In the darkness of the waterway.

The red glare and dark blue eyes glared at each other, leaving long afterimages as they attacked each other ferociously like beasts.

The first one to move was the devil.

Baphomet clasped his arms together and struck down violently at Enoch who approached him.

-Phew!

Enoch quickly evaded Baphomet’s blow by turning his body to the side. The creature’s fist grazed him and only shattered the floor of the waterway.

With a loud noise, the water flowing on the dark floor of the culvert gushed out in all directions, and fragments of the paving stones burst out.

For a moment, Enoch’s eyes narrowed.

It’s an opportunity.

‘Concentrate.’

A fierce and free-spirited sword style that the last swordsman of the former empire displayed during his lifetime.

This time, I must display the swordsmanship from my memories at the same level in my hands.

Kwak.

Enoch tightened his grip.

As if drawing the boundary between life and death, the dark blue mana projected onto the sword in the darkness shone brightly.

The fingertips, focused to the limit, once again pictured the sword wheel of fire that he had seen somewhere before in his mind.

And at that moment─

Enoch’s eyes opened wide.

The image of Hwarin seen in Jechoeom’s memories came to mind clearly this time, overlapping with the real world.

Enoch’s lips moved slightly for a moment.

“…I get it!”

The clear trajectory of the sword used by the last swordsman of the empire, visible beyond the darkness of the vision.

Immediately after.

Finally, the dark blue sun spread out from the tip of the sword, cutting through the darkness in three revolutions.

Sugaak─!

Avoiding all the defensive stances he hastily took.

The trajectory of the dark blue sword cut off dozens of pairs of strange eyes in a single rotation.

That moment.

The movement of the sword reflected in Enoch’s vision. Its trajectory overlapped with the memory from the time of the succession.

Memories of Jechoi Sword’s past that I saw in the world of nothing. The fierce and nimble sword movements that he achieved.

It was only when I felt the fingertips holding the sword that I was able to be certain.

‘We got closer.’

It was clearly different from any swordsmanship I had ever used before.

The level of completion of the second type I acquired last time is now infinitely close to that of its original owner, Geomseong.

widely.

Behind Enoch, who landed on the dark waterway floor.

The demon, whose eyes were all cut off in one blow, lost his balance and slowly collapsed to the bottom of the dark waterway.

Soon, its huge body collapsed onto the water flowing on the bottom of the canal.

The dull splashing sound of water echoed like a dry echo in the dark waterway.

Enoch glanced back.

On the ground of the water channel, Baphomet was lying face down, having lost his strength.

The waves spread out in gentle circles around the massive body of the fallen creature.

Anyone can see that he is clearly incapable of fighting.

The dark blue light of mana projected onto the sword cast Enoch’s long shadow on the floor.

“Phew.”

Only then did Enoch catch his breath.

I allowed an attack during the battle. A dull, sharp pain ran through my entire body, perhaps as a reaction to using the 2nd form.

Thinking that he had managed to use the fire wheel in this condition, he lowered his sword and looked up at the ceiling of the waterway.

Baphomet is a special demon.

It was an opponent that was virtually impossible for a team of just four wizards from the testing grounds to defeat.

Lure that guy to a waterway where no one can see him, fight him one-on-one, and defeat him.

They say there was no choice due to the unexpected situation. Considering the intention of the special-class demons being deployed in the testing room, it was a rather reckless tactic.

Enoch readjusted his sword without saying a word.

This is not the time to be sentimental.

There was still work to be done.

I had to confirm the bastard’s end.

I turn my gaze and look ahead at the dark passage of the waterway.

Baphomet lay there.

-Passs …

As if he was already losing his breath, his body was already disintegrating at an abnormal rate.

A special demon that decays and turns into black powder from the tips of its arms and legs, as if to say that it should have turned to dust long ago.

Enoch approached Baphomet, who was lying on the ground, to make sure that he was dead.

And the next moment.

-Swoosh

Suddenly, he struggled to sit up.

In a sudden move, Enoch immediately aimed his sword.

-… … .

But the bastard didn’t move at all, and just stared at Enoch’s sword with his eyes that had already become distant.

For a moment, a strong question flashed through Enoch’s mind.

‘What? Why a sword all of a sudden…?’

The thing was still rapidly disintegrating into black particles, rapidly decaying and disappearing.

But even in the midst of all this, the special demon raises his own body that is collapsing into death-

-dump.

As if paying homage to the sword of the last swordsman of the empire.

With the last of his strength, Baphomet knelt respectfully and bowed his head toward the sword.

Enoch’s eyes narrowed for a moment at the sudden appearance of such a special demon.

‘…what?’

I wasn’t seeing things wrong.

In the darkness of the sewer.

The giant’s demon was dying while worshipping the sword left behind by the last swordsman of the empire who had cut him down.

As if he had known the sword and swordsmanship that had killed him since long ago.