Chapter Index

    ===============

    Cheongoilung (千古一雄).

    The strongest warrior of all time.

    The reason why Maximilian Argonne Hohenberg received absolute support and praise from the emperor of the empire, the emperor of the Holy Empire, and the rulers of the continent was his flawless strength.

    The art of skillfully handling all the weapons in the world.

    Martial arts and fighting skills that train one’s physical abilities to the limit are also equivalent skills.

    He can also use magic, albeit in an inexperienced manner.

    Holy magic, including emergency treatment and detoxification, was not his specialty, but he used it occasionally.

    The one merciful God loves all humans who worship him equally. However, only Maximilian was an exception. As if all the providence and law of the world had bestowed favor on only one human being, a perfect being was born.

    “… Legnas.”

    The golden brilliance flashed.

    That’s not all.

    Black, white, and gray sword energy was fired one after another.

    When Aldebaran was swung, the three holy swords flying in the air also moved at the same time. Unlike the Archangel’s sacred weapon, which is granted autonomous attacks, it acts as determined by Maximilian’s will.

    -… … .

    The hilt of the sword held by the Abyss Knight shook.

    Kagak!

    Aldebaran’s blade was thrown away.

    The next swing struck away the blades of Altair, Procyon, and Hayla.

    It was not visible to the naked eye.

    All that was visible for a moment was the flash of the tip of the sword.

    The sword strike wielded by a sword saint boasts the pinnacle of sword speed that cannot be captured with the naked eye. The only way to keep up with the speed was to rely on your sixth sense.

    It was like stepping on thin ice.

    If your intuition becomes dull or your reflexes slow down, you have no choice but to die.

    A moment of inattention can only ruthlessly take your life. Faced with the fear of death, Maximilian let out a heavy breath and his intuition was on edge.

    Sigh-! Wow!!

    An invisible blade struck.

    The blade, which cut through the pure white cold, boasted a smooth trajectory and aimed at Maximilian.

    I feel it.

    All sword strikes are flying towards the vital point.

    “Yes, of course you would aim for a one-hit kill.”

    All four holy swords were mobilized to counter the sword saint’s onslaught.

    Then, the undead’s bluish eye glow, which had been shining quietly, slightly shook.

    -… … !

    The tip of Aldebaran’s sword was aimed at the Abyss Knight’s lower abdomen.

    This is where the nucleus is located.

    The armor was in tatters, so the lower abdomen was clearly exposed.

    The tip of the sword, imbued with the cold of death, became blurred.

    Maximilian’s strike shattered the Abyss Knight’s skeleton, but unfortunately did not penetrate its core. This is because the tip of the sword, which was deeply dug in, bounced back from the swordsman’s counterattack.

    Patter-.

    Fragments of broken bones rained down.

    In response, Abyss Knight retreated for a moment and readjusted his stance.

    ‘The only chance of victory has just come to naught… . Even though the subject has become a living corpse, the dark spirit is still there.’

    Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

    5 consecutive cuts.

    Five slashes were made simultaneously with one sword.

    The snow and ice dispersed like a hazy mist. Although his vision was blocked for a moment, Maximilian did not miss the Sword Saint’s sword stroke. With a harsh metallic sound, the sword that had been flying in a curved direction was broken.

    -Quite right, this is it… !

    It is the path of a sword that is both humble and pure.

    Even though he was transformed into an undead with little more than a skeleton left, the Saint of the Sword never rusted.

    Strength and skill.

    And the experience honed through hundreds of battles.

    As the undead continued to swing their swords, Maximilian’s physical strength was diminished. Although his skills were still at the level of his prime, the biggest problem he faced was the fatigue accumulated in his body.

    Let’s go!!

    Maximilian was slowly pushed back.

    This is because even though all four holy swords were mobilized for defense, not all of the slashes were delivered.

    The aftereffects of power accumulate.

    My strength was spent like drops of blood dripping from a wound.

    How many more times can I endure?

    It’s hard to guess.

    Maybe he will fall from the next blow.

    The brilliance of the Holy Sword, which had been shining brightly as if indicating a dangerous situation, gradually diminished. All the holy swords, including Aldebaran, held in his hands were like lamps about to go out.

    -… … .

    The undead took a step forward.

    At the same time, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands.

    “Damn.”

    Puhwaaaak-.

    An infinite amount of red-colored sword energy flowed down the sharp blade.

    Blood test.

    The pinnacle of sword skill that destroyed numerous great demons of the demon world.

    The sword that had been demonstrating force against Edanant in the Fortress of the Immortals appeared. Maximilian, who saw a red sword flickering like a shadow on the floor at sunset, let out a short curse.

    * * *

    The red shadow spun in the form of a spiral and spread along the tip of the sword.

    can not avoid.

    The shadow that has surpassed the speed of sound will soon catch up with the light.

    There was only one way.

    The goal is to somehow block the Sword Saint’s blow coming from the front.

    ────!!!

    The blade’s trajectory was surprisingly honest.

    Isn’t it common sense in the world of swordsmen to exploit the enemy by launching anomalous attacks from various angles? However, as if ignoring such common sense, the Sword Saint’s strike was extremely simple.

    see.

    A red shadow rotating like a whirlpool.

    Facing him, Maximilian squeezed out all his remaining strength and put it into the hilt of his sword.

    Quad deuk!!

    The golden holy sword and the red shadow collided.

    As soon as the forces collided, the holy sword let out a scream and split with a loud sound.

    Wrong.

    The power was ridiculously insufficient to knock down the red shadow.

    The holy sword’s bright brilliance was swallowed up by a red shadow. The divinity of the One God granted to the Four Holy Swords of Destruction had been defeated.

    “Keuuu!!”

    Maximilian, who lost the close battle, was swept away by the torrent and was thrown away. After rolling around on the floor covered in snow and ice several times, I ended up hitting the wall.

    Instinctively, I grabbed the hilt of the sword.

    Although they somehow managed to secure Aldebaran, the results were truly disastrous.

    So so so so-.

    The remaining three holy swords that fell into the snow field completely lost their light.

    “Whoo, whoo… !”

    yet-.

    There is still a long way to go.

    The fight is not over.

    Although his entire body was tattered like a rag, his fighting spirit did not fade one bit.

    Maximilian grabbed the hilt of the sword with all his might and leaned on the tip of Aldebaran’s sword, which was emitting a soft golden light.

    -It’s over, intruder… ! No more, go to sleep on the cold ground.

    Is it because even his noble pride has been consumed by the evil of death that he cannot even recognize his lifelong companion?

    Abyss Knight raised the tip of his sword.

    Maximilian smiled bitterly at the sight of such an undead.

    “… … .”

    Death came right before my eyes.

    The hero tried to wield his golden holy sword as if he were trying to resist such death.

    “Maximilian!!”

    at that time-.

    A fierce and angry call pierced the cold air.

    Maximilian frowned reflexively when he heard a sickening yet familiar voice.

    There was a strong snowstorm.

    At the same time, a Holy Knight from the Holy Empire appeared.

    The tip of a sword containing blue divinity threatened the undead. Maximilian, facing the figure of a noble paladin with flowing blue hair from behind, slowly stood up and sighed.

    “Syrelle… . It’s the ultimate humiliation for you to save me.”

    “Shut up, apostate!”

    Maximilian, I express my sincere regret.

    In response, Sirel let out a harsh voice as if to show that they had been enemies for a long time.

    “The injury is severe. Maximilian.”

    “… Master.”

    A middle-aged man neatly dressed in a colorless priest’s uniform joined them later. Maximilian looked awkward as he was reunited with his master, whom he had sworn he would never see again.

    Cyrell Bailed.

    Ilkeron Nebiacus.

    The Holy Emperor’s Invincible Sword and the Black Cardinal arrived on the battlefield.

    Sigh-.

    Chajajajajag-.

    Sacred cloths emitting a soft gray color flew in and captured the undead.

    Perhaps due to the divinity accumulated from the successive collisions with the holy swords, the Abyss Knight showed unnatural movements as if his entire body was poisoned.

    “Abyss Knight… !”

    “Never miss Seongpo! He is the highest level undead born from the abyss!”

    The Holy Knights of the Holy Imperial Kingdom that surrounded the Demon King Castle were a safety device to prepare for an emergency. Sirel and Ilkeron, who joined the battlefield with a small number of priests, were able to join Maximilian in time.

    Kuduk-.

    Quad deuk.

    The holy cannons summoned by sacred magic began to tear apart one by one.

    The priests were shocked and glared at the undead with flashing blue eyes.

    -Intruders… ! A dirty smell, vibrating… Intruders!!

    The bony hands tore the cloth apart.

    The Abyss Knight roared loudly while wielding a sword of red shadow. To confront him, the warriors and knights of the Holy Empire approached the undead while holding the hilt of their swords.

    * * *

    The evil of death that possessed Elizabeth.

    A monster that completely swallowed Beatrice.

    Should we call it a proxy war?

    Or should we call it an all-out war in which they participated?

    The fight between evil and monsters was like a tug of war. This is because the key to the fight was which side would take the lead in deity first.

    “The godhood planted in the human woman will gradually run out. It’s a foolish struggle.”

    -well… ! A perfect bag has never failed.

    It seems that they have completely forgotten the dark history of being sealed after being toured by a party of saints who were given the oracle of the One God. It seems that he has a specialty in instantly forgetting memories that are unfavorable to him.

    When the monster taunted, Jaek responded by shrugging his shoulders.

    “Infinitely fluctuating… ! I’ll make you shut that mouth!”

    Damn it -.

    The cold air froze and took the shape of a long spear.

    It was clearly the weapon the frost giant had swung at Edanant. The monster holding the long spear rushed in a straight line with its waist-length white hair fluttering.

    -Okay, let’s start again.

    Jaek grabbed the hilt of the great sword with both hands.

    And, leaving Edanant behind, he rushed at the monster.

    0 Comments

    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period.
    Note
    // Script to navigate with arrow keys