Chapter 233

Demon sword.

There are definitely demons and demons, but the demonic sword has nothing to do with them.

This object, which can be said to be a by-product of numerous magic tools derived from magic, has various forms and types, but basically, a demonic sword is made with the soul of a living creature as collateral.

Anger at one’s own death sharpens the weapon, and the desire to survive makes one self-repair by drinking the blood of the enemy. Various forms of transformation, derived magic swordsmanship, etc. are all additive. It’s not a magic sword, it’s because you can imitate a magic sword.

Naturally, the stronger the core soul, the stronger the ego. As a result of the reaction, it throws off the form of weapon at will, tries to find its original form, erodes the user and takes away his ego. And he expresses his blind anger towards those who made him like that and wishes for slaughter.

Therefore, users who have failed to control the magic sword and become possessed commit slaughter. can’t cut off such a structure

It should have been...

“Well, is that okay?”

While all of the party had gathered in the clearing of the canal, Sen, filled with anxiety, asked a question, but no one answered.

In fact, Seneran wanted to answer. not okay at all The three warriors, Eldmia, Yekatrina, and Gin, had to stick together just because the thief held on and ran amok. Even Enbelde, a knight who knew how to use magical power and tumbled on the battlefield, couldn’t be okay with the situation where she made the possessor of cutting skills her next prey.

It must have been like that... For some reason, Eldmia didn’t even look around and was punching the demonic sword in the form of a beast.

“Eh, Eldy! Are you okay?”

Asilie shouted from the side, just in case, but there was no answer. Eldmia just silently and blindly attacked the demonic sword. It was clear that he was insane by that alone.

Apparently, Eldmia was possessed by the demonic sword. I don’t know if the magic sword is strong or if it’s because of the massacre in the city, I don’t know if it’s because I’ve accumulated enough strength, but as soon as I touch it, I can’t even resist properly and I’m right. Seneran, who understood what it meant to attack the magic sword in that state, felt lightly appalled.

– Crack! Yep! Yep!

Eldmia’s way of thinking. Pathological aversion to aggression towards oneself. The result of that disgust was engraved into instinct beyond reason. They did not tolerate even beings that “attacked” their minds.

– Crack!

It was to the point that I was disgusted with what he was doing, but the demonic sword was also formidable. The magic sword is impulsive, but never stupid. I chose Eldmia because I realized that he was the strongest, and since I couldn’t use him as a host with the straight attack method, I have a shrewd intellect that voluntarily came up with an expedient method of silently leaking my body while being captured.

That’s why the demonic sword was still trying to erode Eldmia’s mind. Because he understands that there is only one way to ‘survive’, he is not giving up even in the face of ruthless violence.

Since it had already gone that far, it would be perfect if the magic sword’s plan went to nothing, but since it was impossible to know when Eldmia’s spirit would suddenly be completely eroded, it was impossible to stay back.

“A part of the magic sword that is touching Eldmia’s left hand right now. I have to take that off!”

Seneran, who had made up his mind up to that point, talked about what he had to do to his heart’s content, but what came back was Carl’s disheartened question.

“Uh, by what means...? I haven’t even scratched one of the three strongest of us.”

Even one of them is insane now.

Thanks to that, I had to roll over from the floor first without much thought, but I had to slide with Asilie approaching me in my arms.

“Oh, are you okay? Is there anything strange?”

“I think the cut I just slipped on hurts the most...”

Of course, it’s not such trivial things she’s worried about, but other than that, she’s really fine.

Judging by the appearance, it was clear that I did not voluntarily leave. I couldn’t tell if it was that demonic sword or a bastard. It was lying on its back and struggling like an elk hit by a car, and Yekatrina and Mr. Gin, like me, were dragging their bodies spread out on the floor, just getting their posture right.

It was only after I saw that one side of Mr. Gin’s battle axe was bent like a trampled can in the scene that I could understand the situation.

“Mr. Gin. I’ll make sure to compensate you for that.”

“Cheolkeol. It’s fortunate that you’ve come back to your senses right away. Honestly, I’m not at the level where you can tell me not to care, so I’ll be grateful.”

Even though we slowly got up and took our time, that mutt was crawling on the floor as if his semicircular canal was damaged.

“What, why is it all dented like that?”

It’s not that it’s not, but the tonkatsu that’s the size of a fist is beaten with a hammer, and the head is in a dented state. It looked so serious that I wondered if it was really because of that.

“Eldi punched him with his fist.”

“...I?”

I have no memory of it. However, after listening to Asilie’s words and examining the gauntlet, there were definitely dents left here and there. It left me with a short doubt that the puck was in good condition, considering that I beat a guy who couldn’t even cut through my sword wrapped in magic, but for now, it’s more important that he’s incapacitated, so I decided to think about it later and expressed my gratitude to Ekatrina.

“Thank you, Ekatrina. Thanks to you, I don’t think I got into trouble.”

“Haha, I’m glad you’re all right. It was really cool.”

As the movement of the magic sword gradually weakened, the other colleagues gradually closed the distance. To be honest, it was a very wise reaction since it would be difficult for him if he went on a rampage like before.

[Buy and save me.]

Just as the encirclement was being narrowed down, the demonic sword, panting as if it would die soon, spoke to me.

“This dog is begging for life now.”

“...Eldy?”

[help me. I won’t betray you. Help me.]

“...What is the demonic sword saying?”

I was dumbfounded by the man’s begging for his life, and an unexpected reaction poured in to the words I uttered.

what? Am I the only one hearing this?