episode_0262

Ssssut-

Blood, flesh, and bone fragments hardened like stone, then crumbled, and scattered in the wind. Only black glass-like shards remained in the palm of my hand.

A sign, a grace, a gift from God.

“Heart of an Apostle…”

It’s too shabby to say that.

Self-appearing,

I could not possibly think of this as the basis of being an apostle.

If it had not been for the revelation of the Lord, he would not have killed his brother who worshiped the same god, and he would not have placed any value on the piece of glass.

But in the end, it was the whim of God he believed in that made it possible.

Suddenly, a strange revelation occurred on the way to the prairie.

Not ‘Kill Glenn Frien’, but ‘Kill the Sixth’.

The intention of the headless angel’s god was overturned.

The revelation was reversed midway, which was the first time in the angel’s life of over tens of thousands of years.

“I don’t know.”

Jagannatha sneered as he looked at the fragment in his hand.

The revelation to eliminate Glenn Frien was completely understandable even without faith.

That’s why it’s even more complicated.

Even after murdering his fellow apostles, Jagannatha could not understand God’s intention to take the lives of fellow apostles.

However, it did not take long for the question to be resolved.

“…I see.”

Was it a time when you became disillusioned with Buddhist scriptures that questioned God’s will? Jagannatha turned his back on the suddenly appearing figure.

There was a man there who had nowhere to go.

Glenn Frien.

“…What does that mean?”

Heo Eok-

Glenn let out a heavy breath.

He was just chasing the powerful energy he suddenly felt, but Glenn’s heart was beating harder than when he last faced the apostle.

This means that the skills are not what they used to be. Not only Glenn but also Jagannatha knew this well.

“As an apostle, I was reflecting on myself for doubting God.”

The headless angel said with joy.

When I met Glenn while I was having doubts, it was as if the Lord had shaken the table and told me not to doubt, and I felt a sense of holiness emerging.

“I’m glad you seem to be in a good mood.”

Glenn took a deep breath and drew his sword. Then he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

“…Why are you smiling?”

Jagannatha asked with doubt. Many incomprehensible things are happening today.

“Did you even foresee victory?”

“The opposite is true.”

Glenn answered, still smiling.

“This situation was not in my foresight.”

Light came into the dull gold.

The future I saw when I lifted the curtain was wrong.

The surrounding area was still a grassland like in Yeji, but there was something clearly different about it.

“There is no one by my side right now.”

Even if he dies, even if his life ends, there is no family to mourn loudly. no brothers

I’m glad I didn’t have to show my loved ones the ugly sight of my stomach being pierced, blood pouring out, and collapsing.

“There is only you who is pointing at the tip of a sword. But before that, can I ask you something?”

“…something?”

“I want to ask you what you were planning to do.”

It was a close call, but Glenn wanted to check. Because he had never made a choice for himself in his life, he doubted whether his current actions were right.

“…I saw a fallen human on the way. It was a woman who looked exactly like you.”

“So?”

“I tried to kill him. If there hadn’t been any interference, I might have killed him right away.”

The headless angel shrugged his shoulders. Glenn nodded with a smile.

“Thank goodness.”

He didn’t know whether his choice was right or wrong. However, I knew this for sure.

That his death would not be in vain.

*

Glenn raised his sword.

Holy sword Li Gil.

It is a sword that was forged from a star, but it has been used for a long time and has become dull and lost its luster like its owner. But that fact didn’t matter.

More than anything, he needed a sword that he could swing freely, and Rigil suited that purpose.

Passasat-

The wind blew and tangled my hair. Glenn ran as fast as he could, following the wind.

lightly,

I’m running, but the ground doesn’t dent. Glenn’s movements were as proud as flowing water.

However, the force contained in the sword he swung was extremely ferocious.

Grumbling-

A sword steel was added to the star sword.

Since there is no neck to cut off, the target is the heart. Since it wasn’t a human body to begin with, I wondered if there was anything to call it a vital point, but I didn’t want to think about such trivial things right now.

Anyway, Glenn’s job isn’t to kill the apostle.

All you have to do is tie the apostle up to the best of his ability.

Glenn cannot kill the Apostle.

I’ve never killed anyone in the first place.

So, it is enough for the fake descendants of the hero to hold out until the true hero comes.

Wedge!

Glenn gritted his teeth and struck down a heavy slash. A scratch-like mark was left in the space where the sword passed, and then, ‘Quarring!’ A thunderous thunder follows and a blow with the power of destruction collides.

I couldn’t feel anything being cut. I swung with all my might, but I couldn’t even cut a finger, and only black sparks were fluttering in the air.

‘also.’

I felt sorry for my diminished skills. But Glenn didn’t give up. He shook off the darkness creeping down the sword’s face and raised the sword high to swing again.

And take one step at a time.

bang!

bang!

Bang… Quang!!

It doesn’t sound like a sword being struck at all. The sword seemed to strike down an entire piece of heavy iron, a dull sword that had never been seen before in the glen.

‘You can’t even call it a sword.’

Jagannatha thought as he blocked the shower of swords. Having lived for tens of thousands of years, they have fought many battles, including the warrior Kylie, and have faced many Priens over the past 500 years.

Among them was a young Glenn Frien.

A man with flowing flaming red hair and golden eyes that shine brightly like stars.

His sword was not only a quick sword, it was also worthy of being called a divine sword.

But what about now?

The red hair is dull and pale in color. The eyes, which used to shine fiercely, are filled with a cloudy energy, so even when they shine, they are still hazy.

knife.

Glenn’s sword felt so dull that it would be a waste to even call it a dull sword.

‘Is that really Glenn? I feel like a completely different person.’

The hook hanging above where the head would be was twisted this way and that to match the emotions.

‘Mortal life is fleeting.’

Jagannatha was relaxed enough to harbor sympathy. So, I was able to return my consciousness to the fragment in my hand.

“Glen Frien.”

The headless angel spoke softly.

“Unlike before, your sword strike is extremely dull.”

It was a whim.

Glenn didn’t answer. He felt that it was a waste of time, and he did not think his sword was dull.

He swung his sword faster than before, and added more concentrated energy to it.

chin-

I took a step forward.

A storm of swords was pushing the apostle.

But to call it dull is nonsense.

“I have been keeping an eye on you for a long time. The greatest Prien, I haven’t seen anyone as strong as you since the warrior Kylie.”

But that alone was not enough to keep Jagannatha’s mouth shut.

“Compliment… Thank you.”

Whoosh – Glenn let out a breath mixed with blood mist.

My lungs are filled with blood instead of water, blood is flowing from my clenched teeth, and every time the hand holding the sword buzzes, my palm bursts open.

Running with all my might was the result of pushing my already burdensome body to its limits. Jagannatha sneered as he watched his body gradually becoming tattered.

Grumble! Like an overflowing emotion, a scum-like flame soared up Jagannatha’s neck.

I don’t mean to laugh at Glenn, who is struggling.

My emotions just fluctuated with pure joy.

-…………

“…The Lord wants it too.”

Jagannatha laughed and said. Any conversation beyond this is a luxury for Glenn. Knowing that, Jagannatha proceeded with the conversation as he pleased.

“Do you have any intention of becoming an apostle?”

Compassion, acceptance. tribute.

Feelings that would be a waste to harbor against an enemy.

However, rather than scolding him, the God he believed in affirmed Jagannatha’s feelings.

“There were only four seats left, which were originally seven, but one seat for an apostle happened to be empty.”

Glenn did not listen to the apostle’s whispers.

“Sixth.”

I wondered what he was going to say, but it seemed like he was urging betrayal. It’s so absurd that I’m about to burst out laughing.

“…Phew, puhaha!”

Soon, Glenn bursts into laughter. Because of this, the sword he was swinging stopped, and the steps he took were pushed back by the storm.

“…You sound interesting.”

Glenn laughed for a while, even coughing up blood, and then wiped the tears from his eyes.

“Is it fun?”

Jagannatha looked at Glenn and shrugged his shoulders.

“Yeah, it’s fun.”

Glenn caught his breath and then faced the apostle directly.

“How dare you recommend betrayal to the descendants of warriors? The god you believe in is talking nonsense.”

“…”

“Tell them, fuck you.”

Although this was an extremely disrespectful attitude towards the god who had shown mercy, Jagannata did not feel the slightest anger.

Instead, the feelings I had were deep and deep sympathy, and

“…You’re not a true descendant of a hero, but you’re trying too hard.”

It was a laugh.

Tuk-

The smile disappeared from Glenn’s face.

Sewage fell into a calm lake. Messy ripples appeared on the calm surface of the water, and dirty feelings slowly spread.

But that’s just it.

Wow-

A dazzling light illuminated the lake.

“No.”

As if trying to shake off the negativity, Glenn tightened his grip on the Star Sword.

“Not really.”

Blood formed on the hand that was squeezed, and the dripping blood wetted the grass.

“Prien is a family of warriors and a great sword that protects the world.”

“Are you being unreasonable?”

Glenn shook his head at the denial that immediately followed.

Behavior that looks like a child throwing a tantrum. Jagannatha openly expressed his disappointment.

For a moment, Glenn’s mouth opened.

“It’s not unreasonable.”

Glenn placed his remaining hand on his sword. And raise the sword.

The strong energy from the cracked Danjeon flows through the sword face.

“Because I will make it that way.”

A brilliant divinity resided in the Star Sword.