Solo Swordmaster

#1025. I’m sorry

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“Cough!”

After coughing up a handful of blood.

She leaned her back against the wall.

And she slowly looked up at the sky.

As if a supernova had exploded, the vortex of starlight that had covered the entire world was completely consumed and even the light of dawn became dim.

The red sunset is coloring the sky, which has finally revealed some of its original color.

It resembles dawn in that it is the boundary between light and darkness.

However, it is very different in that it is as thick as blood, sticky as fire, and ominous as death.

A black-haired, cross-dressing woman bleeding from a wound on her abdomen as she watched the flames of the setting sun burning at the boundary between light and darkness.

Wei Ling opened her mouth.

“…I’m sorry, princess. “I think that’s where we end.”

After Li Qingyu left.

A fierce battle that had to be fought to protect the Black Dragon Palace against infinite monsters.

And after the hard work of maintaining the barrier of the Black Dragon Palace by using psionics with his injured body to block the vortex of starlight that appeared to swallow up even the monster.

Wei Ling, who collapsed in the half-destroyed Black Dragon Palace, had a faint smile on his face.

Of course she knew.

The monsters have disappeared.

The swirl of starlight has disappeared.

As long as there are dungeons and stars in the sky, disaster will strike the world again.

And now that the light of dawn, which has caused miracles so many times, has dimmed, humanity has no power to prevent the next disaster.

This is the last calm.

It was the only moment of respite before destruction, like a flame burning brightly for the last time before being extinguished.

And the moment this reprieve ends.

They would eventually face death.

This is especially true because even the Black Dragon Palace, the most sturdy of the Seven Territories of the Seven Dragons, the last refuge of humanity, has been completely destroyed.

Even for the seven princesses, it would have been difficult to survive that destruction.

“I hope you achieve your wish.”

That’s why Wei Ling hoped.

Even if she couldn’t avoid destruction, I hope that the beloved princess achieved what she wanted until the end.

Other people might not know.

As an escort.

Also as an aide.

Because she had always stayed by her side, she vaguely knew how deep Li Qingyu’s wounds and hopes were.

Therefore, she was preparing for her end, lamenting her own helplessness in not being able to help that wish.

Startle.

Wei Ling trembled her body.

The feeling of being a professional level expert….

No, it was because the instinct of a living creature sounded the alarm.

The moment I reflexively raised my head following that strange sensation that was horrifyingly eerie and creepy, yet strangely familiar rather than scary.

Susssseu.

“…!”

She opened her eyes wide.

The sky dyed red by the setting sun.

This is because the stars that were shining clearly even in the boundary between light and darkness suddenly began to disappear.

As if being erased with an eraser.

Or as if being swallowed by something.

Or as if covered by a veil.

The moment when all the stars in the sky from the eastern end to the western end disappeared without a single trace.

Paaaat!

“ah…!”

Star.

crashed.

No, it wasn’t a fall.

To put it bluntly, it is an afterimage.

Like the death message that life utters just before it dies and therefore resonates most clearly.

The last light emitted from the stars that had been erased by something absurd was pouring down from the entire sky like a meteor shower, transcending time and space.

33 years ago.

When the Iron Age began.

Or like when Nine Worlds collapses.

But Wei Ling knew instinctively.

This meteor shower is the complete opposite of that time.

Unlike the time when the constellations descended and invaded this world, it is a sign that all dungeons have collapsed and the stars have been shattered.

That they had finally succeeded in preventing destruction and protecting the Earth.

“…under.”

Wei Ling laughed.

Because she knew without even thinking who had dropped the star.

A crazy dog who has no money and even kicked away the marriage proposal of the most precious princess.

When he became in need of such a subject, he accepted the marriage proposal only after receiving all the wealth of his clan.

An unscrupulous person who even captured princesses from other clans one after another and touched more women than she could count with her ten fingers.

but….

“You really picked a great sire. princess.”

As expected, my beloved princess also said that the way she looked at men was on a different level from her own.

Wei Ling quietly smiled at his own foolishness in not being able to see that insight and recognize what a Sword Master was.

And this moment.

She wasn’t the only one laughing at the falling meteor shower.

The silver-haired dictator who ran wild at the front line, changing his prosthetic hand several times, and the Minister of Revolutionary Affairs, who led the evacuation carrying a lost child who had lost her parents.

The red-haired Pharaoh used the collapsed pyramid as a shield to fight the war, and the tribal chief groaned under the rubble.

The blue-haired female knight who protected the city where the light of dawn rose, and the great witch with a complex expression.

The green-haired world’s best doctor, who took care of patients until the end, and the last sword master of the Sword Tower, who looked up at the sky with only one eye.

A blonde beauty and the most noble queen in the world looked down at the ground with a bloody body from a battleship flying in the distant sky.

The moment when a meteor shower fell.

They finally won.

And everyone smiled as they realized that the guardian spirit of humanity had protected the world this time too.

But only one.

Countless stars disappearing.

The moment when fate regains freedom.

The white-haired prophet, who had regained his vision of the future, which had been obscured until now due to the intervention of the stars and the presence of several Sword Masters, did not smile.

No, I couldn’t laugh.

Even the dance they were doing for the god who sacrificed themselves stopped.

She looked up at the sky with shock and anxiety on her always expressionless face, and only after a while did she touch her pink lips in a trembling voice.

“…lee?”

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■■■■■■….

disappears

disappear disappear disappear

Light, darkness, time, and space.

At the end, everything was broken, burned, melted, and cut down without even leaving a trace.

In the end, where there was nothing left, he quietly opened his mouth.

“Is it the end?”

Until a little while ago, it was full of brilliant starlight created by the source of the stars.

But now, looking at the empty space where not even a trace of the shattered star remained, Limon quietly closed his eyes.

He knew.

He just saw what he had cut.

Hundreds of millions.

No, tens of billions.

Or a far greater number of stars.

The constellations that had become constellations themselves, devouring so many worlds that it was difficult to count them all, are now gone.

That means that much of the world has been erased.

The countless histories contained in those many constellations meant that the possibility of civilization had disappeared into vain.

Just looking at the results.

It was such a terrible thing.

Even though it was only a superficial cause, the constellations were there to prevent the end of the world.

But he didn’t regret what he had done.

As a disciple of the Sword Emperor.

Also as a sword master.

This was the path he had learned and walked: you should not draw a sword only if you regret it, and once you have swung the sword, regrets are meaningless.

More than anything….

“You must not touch humanity.”

Limon said coldly.

No matter how many worlds have been shattered.

Even if many tragedies occur as a result.

It didn’t matter.

Even if the end of the world comes tomorrow, protecting humanity today.

That is his decision to trample on any cause in order to protect the ‘cow’ called humanity.

He is the guardian god of mankind.

He is a celestial being who kills even the sky.

Because he could only be a swordsman.

Ugh.

That was why.

The River Magic Dragon Sword that Limon held in both hands.

No, more precisely, the reason why my eyes sank deeply as I looked at the light flowing through that blade.

The constellations, including the source of the stars, have already disappeared, and swinging the sword has stopped.

Looking at the light of destruction that does not stop, but rather burns more and more vividly, gradually erasing everything, including time and space.

Limon closed his eyes.

“Is it like this?”

Passs.

Burning pain throughout the body.

A body that is gradually decomposed by light.

A sword that cannot be suppressed like a flood.

Limon calmly accepted all of this, as if he had expected it.

It was natural.

The Auror Blade has the power to cut down the universe.

That’s why, once activated, it doesn’t disappear until it literally burns everything.

…Including even the person who unfolded the Auror Blade.

That was why he never used magic throughout his life and hesitated to unleash his Auror Blade until the end.

Auror Blade is a sword of mutual destruction.

It was a pure destruction that could destroy the opponent, but would also destroy oneself.

If it were any other Sword Master, he would have been destroyed long ago by the light of destruction he created himself.

Even the Sword Emperor, who overexerted himself before the Auror Blade was properly manifested, died in return, unable to withstand the injuries and poison.

Strong magic dragon sword.

The sword of the Yam Dragon King Sword.

The body of a dragon that transcends humans.

Infinite dragon psionics.

Even the power of the stars gained by cutting down the constellations.

He was only holding on because he had everything and became an absolute being that even the constellations feared.

But in the end, it’s just a matter of time.

No matter how much I hold out as long as I can.

There was no way to avoid this destruction.

Especially since the Auror Blade is ultimately the destination of all the sword skills he has accumulated throughout his life.

The longer he held on like this, the stronger the light of destruction would become, destroying more things.

Maybe even something that should never be destroyed.

Sreuk.

so that.

He moved his sword again.

Even in a still state, the light of destruction that destroyed everything burned more clearly, leaving a long trail along the sword path.

However, even though it has become more intense, the destruction caused by light has decreased rapidly.

With destruction in both hands.

Limon continued his movements.

Slowly, never quickly.

In the empty air.

Without cutting anything.

Just an orphan.

Resolutely.

beautifully.

he danced

He taught himself to his first disciple in the distant past.

More than that, it was the sword dance that his teacher had last shown him in the past.

Passs.

And the longer the sword dance continues.

His body was breaking down and disintegrating faster than before.

It is as if he alone receives the light of destruction that should have destroyed the entire world.

No, it wasn’t March.

That is Geomje’s final teaching.

To protect the two disciples who fought together in the destruction that turned the continent into an ocean just by its imperfect manifestation.

This is because it was a sword dance created to accept destruction on one’s own while dying from poison and injuries.

So master.

Just like the disciple did.

He burned himself with light and continued his final dance alone.

For the world he lived in.

For the humanity he protected.

More than anything….

“every.”

A pure woman who loved her ugly teacher even though she was killed once.

A girl who was so precious to her that even though she raised her from a young age, she eventually had to make her her mate.

She was a beautiful lover who was always noble but put aside her pride in front of her.

A pleasant companion who may not be sane, but is sincere in his love.

A partner who has a broken expression and lacks common sense, but is cute and honest.

Her knowledgeable yet noble lover who even gave up her beliefs for her own sake.

Jeong-in may seem pessimistic, but is actually the most vulnerable and considerate.

Ga-in, although clumsy and shy at many things, was the most passionate.

A trustworthy fiancé who was wiser than anyone else and always supported him.

That’s what you have to protect yourself.

As much as humanity…

No, his brides have now become even more precious and beloved cows.

And he closed his eyes, remembering the oath he had sworn to them with his sword that he would definitely return.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.”

therefore.

The hand holding the sword.

Also the feet and legs.

And the body and limbs.

Even after they dispersed one after another.

The moment when the light of destruction, burning brightly along the sword dance that continued without wavering, finally reached its peak.

Paaaaaa!

The light that should have originally covered the whole world disappears with its owner with one last flash…

…Deep and quiet silence.

Swallowed everything.