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    bloody clan.

    In some ways, you could say that they are poor oppressed people like the Sun Clan.

    That statement is absolutely wrong.

    The Sun Clan did not cause a single incident, but rather played a leading role in bringing victory to humanity.

    But unlike them, the Blood Clan only brought damage.

    It is true that their power is strong, but due to the curse of murderous intent placed on their clan, they have no choice but to go crazy about killing things.

    Of course, there are some who do not like this and endure their murderous intentions.

    The curse was not something that could be tolerated just because it was barely tolerated.

    Rather, during the period of patience, more curses accumulate and explode later.

    It will bring about an even bigger disaster, and when that happens, numerous casualties will occur.

    The curses that had accumulated over time burst out and made me lose my reason.

    This was because he became a murderer who only lusted for blood.

    As such, the blood people were so dangerous that they had no choice but to be persecuted.

    Not only from the perspective of ordinary people, but also from the empire’s perspective, they would be no different from living time bombs.

    If they were left alone, they would end up causing countless casualties, so they were forced to suffer persecution and pressure.

    Even the blood people themselves were aware of this and did not make a big opposition.

    On the contrary, they complied surprisingly well with the empire’s words.

    However, the reason their numbers decreased was because of the curse that forced them to periodically lust for blood and kill something.

    Their curse does not necessarily have to kill only humans.

    Any living creature, be it an animal or a monster, could calm the killing intent.

    If you only look at this, you may ask why it is because of a curse, but in reality, it has no choice but to be so.

    No matter how much one restrains oneself and only kills monsters or animals, the satisfaction and pleasure of killing is stronger in humans. Those who could not bear the joy harmed humans.

    The empire executed every one of them, leaving behind only one, creating a situation where their number was bound to decrease.

    The last time he disappeared was about 200 years ago.

    However, it appeared like this 200 years ago.

    ‘If you can’t hold back your murderous intent, you will definitely hear a report.’

    But that wasn’t the case.

    Either they can extinguish their boiling murderous intent with a little slaughter.

    Or, it was correct to judge that it was possible to endure murderous intent.

    ‘Seeing as he’s an assassin, it doesn’t seem like he can completely control his killing intent.’

    At least it is clear that they are quite different from before.

    Due to the change, it was said that they may have become more difficult and stronger to deal with than 200 years ago, when they were troublesome.

    This was not a very pleasant fact for Erdi, who had to destroy the existence in front of him. However, I had no intention of giving up because of that.

    There is nothing worse than giving up and running away without even trying.

    Even if he is defeated and killed by the being in front of him, he fights until the end.

    That was the truth and mindset that I realized from someone in the past.

    Erdi took a breath and laid down his sword diagonally.

    In that state, he took a step back and raised his sword.

    At the same time, he tightened his grip on the handle so hard that tendons sprouted, and swung with all his might.

    The sword swung down from top to bottom, drawing a circular trajectory.

    In some ways, it can be said to be a simple and porous attack.

    If it is simple and contains overwhelming power that cancels out the weakness of a gap, it is not an attack with a gap.

    It becomes a perfect attack.

    A huge sense of pressure and a sinking sword.

    The middle-aged man saw the sword swinging down and decided that it was inevitable.

    He slit his own wrist.

    A fountain of blood gushes out and surrounds the sword.

    The blood gushing out from the wrist was wrapped around the sword like sword energy.

    In that state, the middle-aged man swung his sword and parried Erdi’s attack.

    Chaaeaeaeang!

    A clash of powers caused by swords meeting each other.

    Sparks fly, and due to a tense battle of power where you can’t even tell what’s ahead, a huge storm rages and the surrounding area is swept away.’

    A tingling sensation passes through my fingertips.

    The sword Erdi wielded was heavy and strong.

    If you look at the power struggle alone, Erdi wins by a landslide.

    The opponent was a blood clan.

    Instead of dealing with blood and having endless possibilities with it.

    Unlucky beings who are cursed to become murderers who lust for slaughter and blood.

    Because the power of those beings is 200 years old.

    Although there are no details on how they handle their powers.

    There are facts that can be seen by looking at the records of what they committed.

    “The moment the world turns blood red. No one there survived. That means it was stained with blood. This is because it means that the blood clan will show everything they have. bloody clan. Their sincerity, born for slaughter, was a disaster even greater than a natural disaster”

    The moment they show their all.

    That no one has survived.

    Of course, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist at all.

    No matter how strong they are, there are people in the world who are stronger than them.

    There were also people who specialized in executing runaway blood clans.

    But even those people had something to say when they saw that scene.

    A word that refers to them that has found its place in the writings of history.

    “Scourge of the devil”

    A plague of demons, not humans.

    Everyone who saw that scene and survived called them that.

    That was also written in the record.

    And now.

    Erdi saw the manifestation of the devil’s disaster that was only recorded in history.

    Erdi looked at the middle-aged man who was still crossing swords.

    “… ”

    Blood spreading from the middle-aged man’s feet.

    The blood that engulfed the darkness and advanced was ominous and cold.

    The more the blood engulfed the colors of the world and became stained with its own color, the less powerful it became.

    The dark eyes filled with abyss turned red as they brought out the murderous intent hidden beyond.

    The atmosphere has changed so much that I wonder if it is the same person as before.

    Cough!

    The middle-aged man completely pushed Erdi’s sword away and made a quick attack.

    Cough! Kang! Kang!

    Erdi also did not lose and swung back.

    Every time I fought back, I lost more and more strength, and my hands began to tremble.

    ‘… ‘

    It can’t go on like this.

    Erdi made that judgment and made a move based on that judgment.

    This time too, at the moment of counterattack, the sword was momentarily tilted at an angle.

    The sword’s path is slightly deviated.

    Unlike just before, their sword strikes did not collide with each other, but instead avoided them.

    A situation that was avoided by intentionally changing the route.

    They touched each other, but it was Erdi who touched first.

    I can cut it this time.

    With such confidence, he swung the sword with strength in the palm of his hand.

    Sigh!

    The feeling of cuts flowing through your fingertips.

    The fountain of blood gushes.

    An attack of this magnitude would have been a fatal blow, so he tried to push ahead at his own pace. His plan came to nothing when he was immediately kicked in the stomach.

    ‘what?’

    It was clearly cut.

    The texture also felt like cutting.

    But why are men still fine?

    The answer to that was immediately apparent.

    ‘blood… is it.’

    This was because the blood gushing from the ground had already covered the area he was about to cut.

    The feeling of being cut is also because the blood is solid.

    ‘okay… There’s no way we wouldn’t use blood when we’re a blood clan.’

    A fact I had forgotten for a moment because the being in front of me was using a sword.

    They are not sword wielders.

    Even if the middle-aged man in front of you is wielding a sword.

    Basically, if you look at the blood clan, he was a person with superpowers like the sun clan.

    However, there is no law that prevents people with special abilities from becoming prosecutors.

    That was the existence before my eyes.

    A being that grew by combining the two rather than cultivating the special abilities of the blood clan.

    Even if nothing major has been shown right now, the world has been stained with blood.

    I had no idea what would come out so I had to be constantly on guard.

    If not, you’ll be stuck.

    ‘I happen to meet this guy every time I meet him.’

    There is no luck or hope.

    I wonder if the assassin who came to visit was a member of the Blood clan.

    I think any play script would be criticized if it was written like this.

    Erdi chuckles at the rising laughter and tightens his grip on his sword.

    “But I have also accumulated quite a bit.”

    A strong and heavy presence spreads around Erdi.

    As if a mountain that would crush everything had descended here.

    Erdi’s presence was like seeing a giant.

    Erdi spoke quietly with calm eyes.

    Unlike before, his voice was a bit shaky.

    [now… Let’s fight properly.]

    Erdi raises his sword.

    Unlike before, the movement seemed light.

    However, the result of swinging the sword was completely different from before.

    Coo!

    The ground sank, and a huge pressure pressed down on the middle-aged man.

    A feeling of pressure swept over him, as if a giant was pressing down on him with the soles of his feet.

    The foot on the ground caved in.

    A sword that I have never felt before anywhere else.

    He is not one of the five dukes who support the empire for nothing, the middle-aged man thought.

    However, the middle-aged man was also a formidable being.

    Blood spurts from the ground.

    Blood is pouring from the blood-stained sky.

    The blood gushing and pouring from each vertex met and formed a pillar.

    Pillars forming the vertices of each of the four points as if forming a square shape.

    Soon the empty spaces are once again stained with blood.

    As the barrier took the form of a perfect barrier, the pressure gradually decreased, and soon the pressure that had been oppressing the man completely disappeared.

    Erdi, who is trapped inside the barrier, feels the intense feeling of life around him.

    I could feel the spirits.

    ‘Is this the place?’

    If you die to the blood people, you will not be embraced by the goddess.

    It was recorded that they would be imprisoned in a prison of their own making.

    And it seemed that such a prison was here.

    ‘I didn’t know it was real.’

    As expected, the more you look at them, the more dangerous they are.

    So kill it here somehow.

    With that thought in mind, Erdi moved once again.

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