Solo Swordmaster

#258. great courage.

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Only the red moonlight shines.

Maia stood alone in the silent jungle where only darkness and silence descended.

It wasn’t like they were hiding an ambush or a detached unit.

entourage too.

High level of occupational level.

The clan’s strongest armed force.

Leaving everyone behind to spread the bloody poison, she really came here alone.

It was nothing special.

It was a natural and familiar thing for Maia to act alone.

Especially when fighting enemies.

Even though she stood alone in front of the Forest Guild’s stronghold, it was also why she didn’t feel any tension, let alone anxiety.

‘It’s crude.’

The original Forest Guild Headquarters was splendid enough to be compared to Quetzalcoatl Headquarters.

Maia thought nonchalantly as she looked at the fortress, which now was nothing more than a tall wooden fence surrounded by swamps.

It is not a building evaluation.

It was an evaluation of the behavior of the guild members who were unable to fire a single shot even though they had come this far.

‘Was there not enough lessons?’

I’ve already taught you once.

It was as if he hadn’t learned anything from the events of that day, or as if he had forgotten everything in just a few years.

But if he had remembered the events of that day, he wouldn’t have dared to make and spread ambrosia and send out assassins.

‘Then I have no choice but to show it to you once again.’

As always, with a sneering smirk, he stared at them with more gloomy and sharp eyes than usual.

Maia took off her gloves.

Then, according to some kind of fortune-telling, psionics were raised.

Seventy-two types of martial arts created by seven dragons to impart psionics to humans.

Since the origin is the origin, the seventy-two species are in principle shared by all seven clans.

However, since only one type of martial arts can be learned without acquiring the essence of psionics, each clan has a certain type of martial arts to learn.

Like the blue dragon clan’s Hehyeonghwanwiryu, maximize the innate psionic strength.

Like the iron-clad third class of the White Dragon clan, it supplements the lack of power or weakness.

either way.

And among them, there were martial arts that could only be mastered by a princess or that only a certain clan could use to show their true value.

The martial arts that Maia is currently performing was one of them.

Ssssss.

The moment when a mighty psionic circulates through her body.

A change has happened.

A sweet scent spread from her entire body, including her bare hands, and the bushes under Maia’s feet began to dry up.

Poison Dragon Blood Holy Flow.

It was an incomparable power to poison one’s own blood through psionics and deal with the miasma.

Since the principle of biomanipulation is used to create poison, this weapon only becomes stronger when the green dragon clan handles it.

Therefore, a master of the Green Dragon clan who has mastered this martial art becomes a poisonous person who can poison people just by approaching him.

As psionics are accumulated and the achievement of infallibility increases, the toxicity also becomes stronger.

A question arises here.

What if a princess born with psionic power stronger than hundreds of masters put together learns this martial art?

Even if the princess inherited the poison green dragon medicine army’s true blood and could poison everything with just her breath from birth?

How strong will the poison be?

Right now at this moment.

What happened around Maia was the answer.

Chiiyi profit.

It was only the beginning that the surrounding bushes were rapidly drying out as if they had been covered with defoliant.

The wood rots and becomes brittle.

The ground gradually melts.

The swamp turns black.

As if thousands of years had passed at once.

The world, which was originally full of natural colors, was becoming colored with Maia as the center.

in the color of death.

“What… Hey is that?”

Hober’s eyes widened.

Like a high-level player, he fought numerous monsters and saw and experienced all kinds of skills.

However, the scene where the world itself seemed to be sick and dying was so terrible that he had never even imagined it before.

So did the others.

At least the guild members who were guarding the wooden fence all hardened with bewildered expressions.

but only one.

Instead of being dazed, Matheusman hurriedly shouted in a tearing voice.

“Barrier!”

“what?”

“If you don’t want to be killed, hurry up and activate the barrier!”

“No, but in order to activate the barrier, you need the permission of the monarch or the officers…”

“You crazy bastard! Does this look like a situation where you’re arguing about that?!”

Hober hesitated.

It’s true that the situation was unusual, but that’s because it was he himself who would be decapitated by Gula if he accidentally activated the barrier and went wrong.

But his hesitation did not last long.

“huh? What does this smell like…? Kuck!”

“Cough Cough Cough!”

After the sweet scent passes the tip of your nose.

Guild members who suddenly turn pale and cough up blood or fall unconscious.

Although the realm of death has not yet reached the barrier.

Frightened by their appearance showing obvious symptoms of poisoning and the warning of 『Crisis Sensing』, Hobert activated the barrier with the authority of the gatekeeper.

Woo woo woo.

Fortunately, the barrier worked.

Shortly after a hemispherical barrier of seven colors was created.

The scent disappeared and the guild members fell to a halt.

‘I bought and lived.’

In the past, I laughed at putting up a high-level barrier like [World Quarantine] by spending a lot of money on this shabby base.

Thanks to that funny act, Hobert got over the hurdle and let out a sigh of relief along with a cold sweat.

“…a ridiculous thing.”

Maia said coldly.

There was no feeling of disappointment about having the miasma clogged.

It was because the blood of the poisonous dragon she had inherited was not easy enough to be able to block it just this much.

To prove that fact, Maia put her hand to her waist.

softly.

“what?”

Hober’s eyes widened.

Right after Maia loosened her belt.

It was because one of her robes flowed down like a cicada’s skin, exposing her smooth shoulders.

why do you take off your clothes

While bewildered by his incomprehensible behavior, Hobert inadvertently followed the white skin with his eyes.

But his composure did not last long.

Chii profit!

“…?!”

It was as if he was waiting for Maia to take off her coat.

A swollen space of death.

He was astonished to see that the swamp, which had only been half eroded by that effect, was completely stained black and spit out smoke as it reached the barrier.

Only then did Hober realize.

Why did Matheus cry out in astonishment to stop her from taking off her gloves?

and another one.

Seruk.

…that there were still several layers of her coat left.

“This crazy…!”

Another layer of outerwear falls at Maia’s feet, and the space of death doubles again.

It wasn’t just the range that doubled.

Even the miasma that filled the space was amplified, and now even the air, not just the swamp, took on a dull color and was beginning to melt the barrier.

Fortunately, one of the seven colors that formed the barrier blocked the miasma just by losing its color.

And the unfortunate thing was that it was only the beginning, not the end.

Took.

The third coat falls off.

The poison is multiplied more and more.

Three of the colors in the barrier disappear as if melting.

Because she had already taken off her placenta’s clothes, her beautiful collarbones and slender calves were clearly exposed.

Hobert couldn’t even think of spying on that flesh any longer.

I just shuddered and screamed.

“Prepare for attack attack! Those with ranged skills, if all of them don’t wait, prepare a gun!”

The guild members immediately followed the instructions, holding flames in their mouths, protruding bone arrows on the back of their hands, or holding guns and preparing for an attack.

He knew that while the barrier of 『World Quarantine』 was maintained, attacks from the inside would be blocked.

Even so, there is one reason why they prepared an attack without saying anything.

It was instinctively intuitive.

That this barrier will soon collapse.

Then death will come.

That the only way for them to survive is to kill Maia before that.

So, when hundreds of players on the fence gathered their resolve and focused their eyes on her.

Sareuk.

Quad Deuk!!!

Another coat slipped down.

The barrier that flickered like a candle in front of a storm finally broke.

And the shout that burst out.

“Everyone kick… kuk!”

However, Hobert could not utter an attack order.

It was because various symptoms came over him with a sweet scent before he could finish his words.

The dizziness that makes your eyes spin round and round, the blood soaring from your throat dry like a desert, even the excrement and urine pouring out as your legs loosen.

just one breath.

No, I didn’t even breathe at all, I just came into contact with that air.

That alone made Hobert so unconscious that he couldn’t even stand up.

And that was the case with most of the other guild members as well.

“Ouch!”

“Kuluk kuluk kuluk.”

“Ouch! My arm, my arm!”

Those who had the strength to scream were at least on the intact side.

More than nine out of ten players collapsed without even letting go of a groan.

Even that scream is short-lived.

Even the weak groaning soon ceased as more intense miasma permeated through the broken barrier.

Forest Guild.

Even among the teenage guilds, it took only a few minutes for their base, which was known for being wild and tyrannical, to be incapacitated.

It was so terrifying that it was unbelievable that it was done by one person.

However, Maia did not raise an eyebrow even after seeing the scene.

I just took a step back.

jerk jerk.

The black swamp stopped her from crossing the withered blade of grass and the half-melted earth.

It was already the cauldron itself of death, which could not be dyed black by too terrible miasma and spewed bubbles like lava.

Chambang.

But she didn’t stop.

Nor did the swamp swallow Maia.

It’s not like the sticky swamp suddenly turned into a flat land.

Her white bare feet walked on the surface of the water as if they didn’t feel any weight at all and reached the barrier.

cooong.

Destroying the drawbridge in a number of days.

Come inside the tall wooden fence.

Maia strolls through the forest guild’s stronghold as if taking a walk.

With that simple act, she spread her miasma throughout the Forest Guild.

The sight of Maia, who dyed everything into death just by moving her steps, was so horrifying that she felt fear.

Even so, her figure walking through death alone is so beautiful.

It seems more noble to be lonely.

Hobert couldn’t help but look at it with ecstatic and fearful eyes even while shedding bloody tears.

‘It’s strange.’

However, Maia was not paying attention to Hober or any guild members she had defeated.

Instead, what came to mind in his gloomy eyes was suspicion.

‘Is this all there is?’

When destroying the stronghold of the Forest Guild in the past, she had to fight for half a day.

But not half a day, just a few minutes.

It’s like they collapse without even making a proper counterattack.

No matter how once the headquarters collapsed and lost a lot of elites, it was unavoidable to be suspicious.

Isn’t this the home base?

Did they leave the personnel elsewhere?

If it’s neither of the two…

“Hey, you rotten bitch.”

right at that moment.

A harsh voice that came from somewhere put all her doubts to rest.

“You don’t even know what environmental protection is, to make someone else’s house look like this not once, but twice?”

Maia turned her head.

And the mansion in the center of the fort.

He was sneering at the bloated figure like an elephant that appeared on the roof.

“It is very courageous to appear in front of me again.”

“Are you saying I should at least be afraid of you?”

“Of course not.”

It was overflowing with vicious miasma that made even high-level players faint.

A man who moves perfectly even in this miasma.

To be precise, Maia twisted her mouth as she looked at his darkly stained left hand and the distorted half of his ugly face as if it had just melted.

“I admit that your life is tough, but this time you won’t even have a chance to escape with half your head blown off. Goola.”