Chapter 625

Episode 625 My Territory, My Person (2)

“Are you sure you can deal with them?”

In response to Karan’s question, Sieg silently raised his sword.

“Hahaha, that’s funny. If so, I will learn a lesson.”

He dealt with Hongyoung, but his mana was still intact.

In addition, there were no significant injuries, so there was nothing to stop him from moving his body.

Philes took the lead first.

The sword, which had been wrung with ferocious force, charged at the top of the head and the wrist.

Zeke gently swept the blade and raised the sword at an angle to let the attack flow.

Karan then added a joint attack.

As he wielded the sword with tremendous strength, Zeke collided the sword as if it was rather successful.

Whoa-!

With an explosion, Karan’s model flew away.

After turning his body several times in the air and barely clearing his career, he looked at Zeke with surprised eyes.

Since he is the youngest sword master, I wondered if he had finally lifted his entry ticket.

After facing the sword in person, my thoughts changed.

‘Never a recent initiate.’

In terms of swordsmanship alone, he even had a sense of being more proficient than himself, who had reached the level decades earlier.

“It’s truly amazing.”

Philes honestly admired it.

“There is nothing to be surprised about yet. Because this is just the beginning.”

Zeke dropped the sword he was holding in his hand to the ground.

Letting go of the sword on the battlefield is tantamount to committing suicide.

Without even time to question his sudden action.

As soon as he snapped his finger, the dropped sword floated up.

is it magic

If not that, is it a demonic sword?

The expression of the two was stained with tension at the news that they had never heard of before.

As the strength in the grip of the sword increased, the blade rose in response.

It was a perfect environment for testing his newly acquired powers, so Zeke was enjoying the situation.

‘It won’t be common to deal with two Masters.’

It is an imperfect force.

So, if you’re not careful, you could be yourself.

Zeke closed his eyes to focus on mana a little more.

while relying on intuition.

Spreading the distance a little bit, he soon crosses his fingers.

Wedge-Ae-Ae-!

The sword moves without any warning.

Karan hurriedly raised his sword to block it.

Kaaaang-!

However, the sword attack was not over.

The sword spinning in the air is fired at Philes this time.

“Where!”

Quaang-!

The aura blade hit the sword face.

The shock was not small, so fresh blood flowed down Zeke’s mouth.

It is an ecstasy where the sword and body become one.

When he was hit for a moment without being able to properly control it, his mana twisted and turned inside out.

‘Not yet.’

It was too early to give up.

Isn’t that just the sum of things?

Sieg poured mana again and raised his sword.

The secret swordsmanship of the Duke of Trey.

The first part unfolded using the sword as a mirror.

Damn it-!

A season that cuts down five times in an instant.

No matter how experienced a veteran was, it was not enough for me to block all of the freely moving swords by myself.

“Keugh!”

In the end, Karan, who suffered a shallow sword wound on his thigh, shook his sleeves and retreated.

As the situation became increasingly unfavorable, Philes spoke urgently.

“It can’t go on like this! I will face the sword!”

Chaeeng-!

Kaaaang-!

Philes did his best to face the sword so Karan could reach Zeke.

But he overlooked one thing.

Despite the obvious distance, Zeke’s sword pierced the space and pierced Philes’ left chest.

Maybe it’s because I used up all my strength in an instant?

Philes, who did not even have the strength to stand, fell to his knees.

However, it was the same with Zeke.

“Heo-eok... heo-eok...”

Controlling a sword with mana consumes a lot of mental strength and mana.

It wasn’t just once or twice, he was doing it throughout the battle, so it was only natural that he was tired.

Full-!

Eventually, one leg gave out.

* * *

Two masters eventually lost consciousness.

Phyles, who died on his knees, and Karan, who was cooled by the cold rain, were not a good ending for anyone to see.

at that time.

A black figure appeared behind Philes, who had already died.

“Tsk. You guys are still useless. How dare you make your hands dirty.”

The black man who had kicked and knocked down the cold body of Philes looked at Zeke this time.

Dark eyes reminiscent of the bottomless pit.

There was no emotion in it.

It’s just a glimpse of boredom.

“Thanks to Seongguk’s kid, I had a good tour.”

“...I didn’t think it was time to show up already.”

“That is correct. It was not yet time. But He also likes to see creatures struggle.”

him? creature?

Zeke, who held the sword himself at the unusual momentum, let out a breath and stood up.

I was a little tired, but my mana was not exhausted.

I was confident in dealing with anyone now that I was gradually making my realization my own.

“It seems that I picked the wrong time. You die here today.”

“Keukkeuk. You still can’t get out of the well, so you don’t know the world. I will teach you a little.”

The black man stretched out his hand toward the sky.

The thick demonic energy that flowed from his body blended into one and gradually ate the surroundings.

“Darkness.”

Goooooooong –

like a giant bell ringing.

A rather majestic sound rang in my head, and I lost sight of my eyes before I knew it.

pitch-black darkness.

The screams of goblins echoed here and there.

‘It’s a large-scale magic.’

In an instant, he took away the sight of most of the goblins, including himself, with just a starter word.

Now, I was confident that any kind of magic would not work.

Zeke calmly closed his eyes.

If you can’t see it anyway, you don’t have to try to see it.

Instead of closing his eyes, he spread mana to widen his senses.

His already sensitive senses have now become alert enough to detect even a needle falling on the sandy beach.

Zeke, who was thinking of dealing with a black man with only a sense of humor, was embarrassed when he suddenly did not feel his presence.

After achieving the state, he was able to feel even the small dust falling on his shoulders.

It was absurd that he couldn’t find a single warlock right in front of him.

Then, as if he had expected his inner feelings, the voices of righteous people in black came from all sides.

“Magic is something created by imitating God. On the other hand, swordsmanship is nothing more than a skill created by humans.”

My head is dizzy.

Every time the voice rang in my ears, I felt like I was about to vomit.

“Isn’t it so exciting to be able to handle the sword a little better? It wasn’t too bad as a spectacle to see the installation without knowing the subject.”

The black man swung his fist.

It’s because I don’t feel any sign of it.

Zeke gave up his body without even thinking about stopping or avoiding it.

Poo-!

“Aww!”

He swung his sword randomly.

Each one had an extreme career, but the black man easily dodged the attack.

Then, as if making fun of him, he stands close by and speaks.

“Before the power of God, even a creature is weak.”

puck-!

Again, his fists were lodged in his stomach.

An intense shock full of demonic energy.

If it had been the culprit, the intestines would have been muddy.

Crying-!

Zeke opened the distance, wiping the blood from his mouth.