episode_0182

The weight of silence soon weighed on their shoulders, each of whom had their own beliefs engraved in their hearts.

“I don’t feel like it, but… .”

Cheon Ha-rang, with an uncertain expression on his face as if he wanted to get rid of the weight as soon as possible, was the first to take a step forward.

After that, she simply raised her right arm.

“I don’t have the heart to give you a few concessions.”

It went down.

-thud!!!

However, the result was not simple.

As she swung her sword, a wave of silent energy swirled around, rushing toward the group of warriors as if it was going to chew them up.

“Damage!”

A level that can no longer be considered swordsmanship.

“… What.”

At that sight, Lucius chewed his lips at the overwhelming feeling that consumed his body.

‘I knew it, but….’

Lucius already knew that Cheonharang was far above him.

It can’t be helped.

I don’t have to go far; it was only a couple of months ago that I had a confrontation with her.

No, even if they didn’t confront each other, thinking back on the times they had spent together, Lucius knew that she was something out of the ordinary.

Yeah, I just knew it.

-Keukkeukkeu!

You can understand this situation intellectually, but accepting it is another matter.

“… Damn it.”

The antics she was currently engaging in were enough to dampen the morale of the warriors.

Besides, judging from Cheonharang’s expression, it doesn’t seem like he’s exerted much force.

I didn’t get that peculiar feeling of falling that happens whenever I use a big technique.

“How big of a wall is that… .”

What this means is that there is a huge difference in skill between Cheonharang and themselves.

Even the most indomitable warriors are bound to be broken, even if only a little.

“Hey, you sloppy warrior. No matter how much I am, I don’t think I can stop that from the front. Don’t you have the power of a warrior or something from that sloppy god? ”

“… None.”

However, he was a warrior.

Even if a tall tree cracks at the base and breaks in a strong storm, its roots will remain deep in the ground.

“Still, isn’t it something that needs to be done?”

Lucius stepped forward, steeling his resolve as he looked at the silent wave that had now come right up to his nose.

“Why did you say something I like?”

Camilla, who was looking at that sight, raised the corners of her lips and stepped forward, also holding her greatsword.

“Lucius, Camilla!”

Not to be outdone, Elia also held her rosary tightly and her divine powers rose.

“…Saint.”

“Leave the defense to me!”

Lucius briefly looked worried at Elia’s words that she would confidently take charge of the defense.

“Okay, I’ll just trust you.”

Lucius also nodded at Camilla’s stepping back, trusting her.

There is no need to wonder whether Elia herself can block that blow.

If only she had the belief that she could do it, the saint could become stronger than anyone else.

Lucius also recognized him, so he turned his back to her and bit her, and at that moment, Elia closed her eyes and prayed.

-Pfft!

In the pitch-black sky, a brilliant light began to descend, seeming to burn the eyes.

Soon, now it’s right in front of our noses.

The dark wave of energy, gaping open greedily as if it were going to devour everything from the front, meets the light. At that moment.

-Kugugugu!

A loud noise that made the silence until a moment ago feel awkward encroached upon the space, and gradually died down.

“Done… !”

Although most of the light had gone out, Elia managed to stop her attack.

“… Hmm, what are you happy about?”

However, there is one thing that must not be forgotten.

The attack was caused by Cheonharang simply swinging his sword.

“Side! Coming!”

“Sigh!”

At the same time as Cheolhyeol’s urgent cry, Cheonharang’s silent energy wave swung from the right once again.

“Ah! Really, I have to do it in moderation!”

A very short time for the saint to pray again.

Lucius, having made his decision, stepped forward to block him with his holy sword in his hand, and soon.

“Ugh!”

Kung. It clashes with Lucius’ sword and explodes.

It was clearly not a sword, but a simple wave of energy that collided with him, but Lucius was busy gritting his teeth and enduring the weight that was pressing down on him.

‘You have to endure it!’

This blow, no.

If you can’t even withstand a simple swing that’s too simple to even call a single blow, if you can’t even block this swing that’s lighter than the previous sword strike.

“Turn it off… .”

The fact that he stood before Cheonharang was not a sign of courage or spirit, but rather of recklessness and presumption.

“Ugh… .”

Lucius couldn’t back down.

Furthermore, we must prevent her from making a choice that she will surely regret due to this disparate situation where she places the responsibility solely on Cheon Ha-rang.

That’s the way it is.

Soon, a creepy sound, like Lucius’ teeth or sword breaking, came out.

“Clumsy! Then it breaks! Spill!”

Camilla swung her greatsword diagonally, sending a blast of dark energy overhead that Lucius was blocking.

-Bam! Bam!

I managed to lift it up into the black sky.

“Are you in your right mind?! Don’t even think about accepting it!”

“… Sorry.”

Lucius frowned in resentment as he apologized to Camilla.

‘It was impossible to do it alone.’

If he had continued to block it, he would have been broken.

After all, is it impossible to find a way to overcome this high wall by just making up my mind?

The warrior’s worries did not last long.

“There is a limit to how much I can wait.”

Because Cheonharang picked up the wooden sword again.

“You sloppy guys. Let’s do it.”

“Yes, Mr. Cheolhyeol.”

Soon, Cheonharang and the warriors clashed again.

*

At first glance, it seemed like an even battle.

“Help me!”

Camilla’s mountain-like blow advanced towards Cheonharang without leaving any gaps.

Lucius also took advantage of the square that Camilla had created and steadily clung to Cheonharang.

“Sigh!”

In Cheonharang’s eyes, he could see how much they had trained to stop him, and how much they had achieved.

“No…!”

This was clearly evident in Elia’s appearance, who would get in the way every time Cheonharang tried to get into a stance to swing his sword.

Originally, she was a perfect support type who did not participate in battles at all, but also occasionally raised her divine power to interfere with Cheonharang’s stance.

“… Hmm, it’s definitely annoying.”

At first glance, they seemed truly equal.

No. Rather, it seemed to be dominant.

A group of warriors are pushing forward with their attack without thinking, and Cheonharang seems to be desperately trying to defend them.

But their expressions tell us that this situation is not favorable, that it is wrong.

“Godslaughter method.”

Something was twisted.

Cheon Ha-rang, who should have been anxious and focused on defense, just stared at them with a blank expression, dodging the sword strikes like a machine.

“First meal.”

Every stroke, every stroke she made was a stepping stone to victory.

“Grandma, that’s foul play!”

On the other hand, Camilla and Lucius clenched their teeth, swung their swords with evil intent, and stared at the sword path of the Heavenly Sword that was about to pour down.

“Ah! Too late! Get out!”

“Saint’s curtain! Iron-blood, back with me!”

“Yes!”

Every move they made was a handshake to avoid immediate defeat.

“Nakcheon (Falling Heaven).”

As she slams her sword into the ground, a thud. The sound of something falling is heard, and a crushing pressure appears on the bodies of the warriors.

“읏.”

To resist him, Elia formed a circle of her divine power and wrapped it around her body.

“Whew… .”

Thanks to that, fortunately, the group was able to avoid a body-crushing experience.

But, as I said before, this is a handshake.

The sky had already shattered, and those who had been hiding there began to fall.

“Now let’s see the end.”

Like that, a bright golden sphere gently landed in front of Cheonharang.

This is what they had seen the other day.

“Grandma! Wait a minute!”

“Camilla! You’re still out!”

Camilla, with a look of regret, threw herself out of the curtain made of divine power, ignoring Elia who was trying to catch her. And.

“You came out on your own two feet?”

“Ah… .”

Instead of facing the sphere, he faced Cheonharang, who was raising the corners of her lips in a crooked manner, in front of him.

“The idea is to solve the annoying things first.”

“… I got fooled.”

“Yeah, you spoiled brat.”

Camilla, who immediately realized her situation, smiled bitterly and laughed in vain, and Cheon Ha-rang raised his left arm as if he was going to swing it at any moment.

“How long have I been waiting for this day.”

At that moment, Cheonharang, who smiled as if she was delighted, was about to swing her arms.

“I finally have a chance to educate you-”

“Harangnim… ! Okay, just a moment… !”

From a distance not too far away, a familiar voice came to Cheonharang’s ear.

“… Again, what is it?”

Cheonharang tilted his head and looked at me with a tired expression on his face, thinking that the number of moths had increased even more.

“Ugh!”

Anna, who had been hiding her presence until now, appeared and leaped at Cheonharang. With a sword strike that was a mixture of murderous intent and hesitation.

“Haa… This guy and that guy.”

‘Why do you keep bothering me like this?’

Cheon Ha-rang let out a deep sigh and grabbed his wooden sword again to block Anna’s sword coming at him.

“Grandma… !”

Camilla, who had found an opening in the unexpected opportunity, immediately swung her greatsword at Cheonharang.

“Reached… !”

However, they took a chance on an unexpected variable. A variable is something that cannot be predicted.

-Kyaang!!!

“… didn’t reach.”

What they heard was not the sound of impact, but, unfortunately, the sound of friction between swords.

“Master, are you too late?”

“Hmm… It seems to be just right.”

Just like Cheonharang, Mumyeong, who had an expressionless face, moved his body as if he was guarding her.

“Ah. Then there really is no answer.”

Camilla just frowned as she watched her greatsword being blocked by the anonymous man.