Solo Swordmaster

#282. It’s the worst.

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While Limon was smashing the giant.

The bald officer swung his greatsword with a fierce shout.

Quarreung!

With his unique skill, 『Cerebral Relief』, his whole body is transformed into a half-man, half-beast monster made of lightning, and his attack is the thunderbolt itself.

lightning speed.

Powerful electric shock.

to the physical assault.

It was a blow in which no loopholes could be found in every way.

Perong!

However, the attack missed in vain.

It was because the stone that Limon had kicked pierced his head and turned the greatsword’s trajectory in the wrong place.

What flew at the same time was an extremely thin fist.

Just as Limon spun like a top, Maia’s outstretched fist hit his bald head, and his bald head shattered without even screaming.

The two remaining executives filled that void.

The long-haired woman’s hair stretched out to 『Medusa’s Head』 wriggled like a snake, coiling around Limon and Maia and trying to bite them.

As the skinny man activates 『Ground Curse』 while tearing the doll made out of folded paper, an invisible, intangible energy attacks the two.

But the result was the same.

Limon’s intangible energy was ripped apart with just one wave of his hand.

Likewise, the woman had to be smashed to the ground just by Maia grabbing the 『Medusa’s head』 and pulling it.

Puck puck puck puck!

Maybe it’s because of the powerful physical abilities he gained through the descent of the Constellation.

A woman who could not even die despite being swung by Maia’s tremendous strength.

Repeatedly breaking up like a frog caught by the tongue and then jumping out, she was saved only after a noise ripped through the sky.

Phew!

A cracking sound can be heard.

Diego kicks Limon and hits Maia.

His rush, which absorbed hundreds of millions of insects with 【Beelzebub】, was so fast and destructive that even Limon could not block it.

So avoid

Like a reed bent by the wind.

Limon leaned over with one hand on Maia’s waist to avoid the attack.

Like petals that shed morning dew.

Even with her back bent, Maia pulled the woman who was rambling here and there with her sucker and threw it in front of Diego.

Pooh!

“…!”

and crash.

Diego, who couldn’t control his speed too fast and eventually smashed his subordinate with his kick, distorted his face.

This situation was not new.

after the battle until now.

Because it was the same thing over and over again.

No matter how strong and fast their attacks were, Limon and Maia easily avoided and blocked them.

On the other hand, they had to take fatal damage every time the two counterattacks.

The result is this sight.

Giants whose placentas have already turned into chunks of meat.

And now, only a bald head and a skinny body that had been reconstructed from a body that had barely been shattered were left.

‘Those monsters…!’

Even the number of comrades.

Also the strength of the body.

Even the five senses of power and speed.

Diego gritted his teeth as he saw Limon and Maia driving him into a corner.

If the other was the enemy.

Even if he had to deal with two lords at the same time, he wouldn’t have been driven into such a predicament.

Diego’s preparations were actually good enough.

However, there are two reasons why this happened.

It was because the fighting method between Limon and Maia was so sophisticated and the connection was terrifyingly exquisite.

Bubbubbubbuck!

Limon’s fist, which seems to be wielded at random.

However, the attack, which is therefore unpredictable, nevertheless destroys vital points surprisingly sharply.

Like a spear that pierces anything.

Pung Kwaang Ouddeuk!

Maia’s fist unfolds according to the standardized form.

But that’s why its meticulous attack strikes back any approaching enemy without an inch of deviation.

Like a shield that blocks anything.

Just looking at each of them makes me wonder if this is possible for humans.

What was even scarier was the connection.

When Limon gently pulls his hand around his waist, Maia throws herself deep into his arms and smashes the giant that rushes from behind.

When Maia slightly clenches her fist, Limon turns her around and hugs her, making it easy for her to perform the martial arts.

No words were needed.

As a prosecutor and a guru who reached the extreme.

Also, as an enemy and an enemy of the past.

For those who know each other so well, that subtle movement was enough.

In that sense, the spectacle is rather a dance rather than a battle.

Set on a bloody land.

A fallen corpse as a spectator.

Rather than fighting like dancing.

dancing like fighting.

It was a very clean, beautiful, flamboyant yet splendid ball only for the two of them.

‘how?’

That’s why Diego couldn’t understand the situation even more.

‘How did the green dragon princess recover already? Ambrosia’s poison is still there, right?’

But Diego didn’t know.

It was Maia herself who found that fact the most strange.

* * *

Pug!

Raises the psionic and unleashes a storm iron fist.

The body, weakened by poison and internal injuries, excruciating pain soars just by performing a single weapon.

…no, it had to soar.

Instead, what I feel is the heat.

The more you fight, the more you fight.

And the more psionics you use.

A strange sensation fills the whole body, as if the heat flowing from somewhere is heating up the cold blood.

As a congressman and researcher, Maia couldn’t understand.

why this is happening

What is the true nature of this heat?

But I didn’t care.

It’s still difficult to move, so if I don’t have arms wrapped around my waist, I’m in a state where I’m going to collapse at any moment.

That arm is strong.

The flowing heat is refreshing.

Most of all, I really enjoy the dance I share with Limon.

As a soldier before being a member of the council, she continued to embrace the hot heat as if she was drunk and devoted herself to the fight.

But everything must have an end.

The dance between Limon and Maia, which seemed to last forever, was also gradually approaching its end.

There is no stage without an audience.

Fighting would be impossible without an enemy.

* * *

“Keugh!”

Hundreds of dead giants.

The four executives all turned to blood.

One and a half are complete.

Diego, who was barely ‘holding on’ against the two with the strength gained from [Beelzebub], had to be immersed in even deeper misery.

‘Was it a mistake?’

I showed up proudly because I was sure of victory.

I never thought that even if I prepared this much power, I would rather be cornered.

I couldn’t believe it at all.

All the more in the fact that his actions to secure the green dragon princess came from the will of ‘him’ and not from anyone else.

‘There’s no way a great star’s foreknowledge can go wrong, so why on earth…?’

Is this also part of foreknowledge?

Or is my foreknowledge wrong?

‘No it can’t be! The foresight of the stars is absolute!’

Diego gritted his teeth and erased the blasphemous thought that came to him in an instant.

And he took out an object from his bosom.

“I didn’t want to write this, but…”

That moment.

Limon and Maia, who had been slaughtering giants without stopping for a second, stopped their movements for the first time.

“Cough Cough Cough!”

“master?”

complexion suddenly pale.

A cough that comes out violently.

For a moment, I was taken aback by Maia’s sudden deterioration in her condition, which seemed to be picking up her energy the more she fought.

Diego retreated behind the remaining giants.

To be precise, Limon raised his eyes when he saw the tetrahedral artificial jewel tinged with bloody brilliance held in his hand.

It was only when he felt the unpleasant energy inside that he realized the reason for Maia’s seizure.

“You bastard! I wondered how they made something like ambrosia… Did you even dabble in black magic!”

“It is a sacrifice for the cause.”

“Sacrifice sucks!”

Limon gnashed his teeth.

All magic comes with a price, but the price of black magic is especially dirty.

Poisoning humans with drugs made by grinding humans and turning them into monsters was an atrocity that even a black magician would stick out their tongues at.

But Diego didn’t care.

She just drew more of her power from the copy of Bloodstone that Labyrinth had retrieved from London.

Wood deok!

That moment.

change has begun.

The size of Diego, who had already been strengthened by Beelzebub, swelled even more.

Ambrosia, which allowed even high-level players to have abilities comparable to those of large-scale players.

The evil power, which seemed to have concentrated it tens of thousands of times, was strengthening Diego’s body, which had already reached the level of a superhuman.

Of course, this is Diego’s last resort.

Of course, he had to consume the bloodstone that was created by offering tens of thousands of sacrifices.

or fall into madness.

To become or die, etc.

It was a suicidal act that promised side effects worthy of black magic in the future.

However, Diego, who had already made up his mind, used his strength sparingly and attacked Limon.

“One of you and I will surely die here today!”

“Oops X!”

Quaang!

It seems that he has already risked his life.

Limon, who managed to avoid Diego’s attack in a fit of madness, spat out a curse.

In fact, Diego, who possessed transcendent physical abilities using Beelzebub, was not an easy opponent.

fast.

strong.

that it is sturdy.

Just how hard it is to deal with that alone.

Because the one who knew this best was Limon himself, who had always defeated his enemies with his superhuman physical abilities.

But Diego’s physical ability is already better than Limon’s.

In addition, as he has the sense of battle and special abilities absorbed by insects, he is on par with Velos, who turned into his past incarnation in terms of pure combat power…

No, in a sense, he has become a more difficult enemy than him.

If it was Lee Chun-gi or Carol who faced Diego, it wouldn’t be strange if he died instantly.

However, he strengthened his already strong body with black magic.

Even Limon couldn’t help but face it without a sword.

Especially since you have to fight with only one hand.

“Hey ha ha ugh!”

“Calm down, master!”

But it wasn’t Diego’s attacks that really made Limon nervous.

It was Maia struggling in her arms.

no matter what pain

She was the one who calmly endured it.

Suffering appeared on his always cold face.

And a scream escaped from between the blue-white lips.

It showed how dangerous Maia is now.

Ambrosia made with black magic.

In fact, the poison, close to a curse, reacted to Diego’s black magic and caused her psionics to run wild.

‘It’s the fucking worst!’

Of course, to use poison made with black magic on the princess of the Seven Dragons.

An atrocity that even the most insane warlock would not commit.

Then, with an ominous feeling soaring, Limon hurriedly shouted, deflecting Diego’s pile bunker with the back of his hand.

“Stop it now!”

“Whoa, you sound stupid. Do you think I will tell you to stop?”

“You are stupid! Do you know what you are doing?”

“We’re clearing our brigade’s obstruction.”

“I don’t mean that, you bastard! If we go on like this…!”

Fuck!

Limon couldn’t finish his speech.

Diego, who was pouring out consecutive attacks at terrifying speed.

The scorpion’s tail suddenly protruded from behind him and dug into Limon’s shoulder.

I would have avoided it if I had been alone.

It was the result of not being able to protect herself instead of protecting Maia in her arms.

“Die, the enemy of the brigade!”

Limon injured.

digging into that gap.

The moment Diego stretched out his hand.

Fu-wook!

Limon’s body bounced back.

Fingers digging into his chest, slicing through bone and flesh, pierced his hard heart.

* * *

“Huh huh.”

Maia was suffering.

It wasn’t just because of the tearing pain or the runaway psionics.

The dragon’s blood in her body.

The noblest blood in the world reacted to the foul aura emitted by Ambrosia and ran like crazy.

Still, she persisted.

Calms the boiling blood.

Catch the instinct to run amok.

He did his best to prevent the ‘worst case’ with his superhuman mental strength that he had suppressed himself all his life.

However, Maia’s efforts reached the limit.

His will was like steel.

Her body, already weakened, could not withstand the poison and psionic surge, as well as the seizure of blood.

And so, along with the flower decoration on her head being crumbled.

Maia’s sanity crumbles.

The moment the true blood consumed her.

The instinct that has been handed down for nearly a thousand years opens its eyes.

―Her pupils split vertically.