Solo Swordmaster

#715. It’s not impossible.

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“Whoa whoa.”

It took a long time to lie on a stretched out stretch in the snowy field and catch your breath.

A half-human, half-bird barely breathing.

Yuna-kyung asked with difficulty.

“How many of these?”

“That’s seven.”

“Then now all that is left…”

“There is only one in the south.”

“…It’s worth running until now.”

Yuna-kyung let out a deep sigh.

After defeating the fifth Gulag and hearing Bachemensky’s broadcast.

They had to move busier than before.

It was because I had to deal with GOD brand products beyond just breaking the demon’s cocoon and moving.

Gulag itself is the largest industrial complex in the Russian Khanate.

That’s because the parts brought in from the Holy Alliance to make GOD products were piled up.

Build hundreds of magical wagons and transport the parts to the nearest city.

Among them, we commission production to the appropriate factory.

He even promised a reward if he spread the magical bluebird across the country and recovered parts from already processed gulag to make a GOD product.

In some ways, it was even more difficult to deal with such minor things than to catch the demon.

Still, they couldn’t rest for a moment.

It wasn’t just because he learned that Limon was moving through a broadcast he had heard before.

There was a clearer reason than that.

Kurung Kurung!

“…again.”

“yes. It is the third day.”

“Are you okay, boss?”

“This sound must be proof of that.”

Contrary to the calm answer, with a face that was never bright.

Li Qingyu stretched out his hand.

And while I was fighting the demon, I took out the radio that I had put in for a while.

[Crackle. … ■■ Do you. Right now, the swordsman

is fiercely fighting to defeat the demon.

The first neatness seems to be a lie.

A mixture of hum and noise.

Listening to the voices that had been stopped by continuous broadcasting for three days, day and night, Yuna-kyung and Li Qing-yu made complicated expressions.

Relief from the broadcast informing that Limon is safe.

And worries about a fierce battle that would shake the whole country for the third day already.

In the midst of that, Yuna-kyung casually asked.

“Can you make it on time?”

Is it to pass the time?

Or did you feel impatience?

As much as the Gulag was dealt with, the devil’s cocoon’s struggles were becoming more difficult.

Just this time, because of brainwashing and manipulating Gulag’s inmates, he had to fight a tougher battle to subdue and fight them.

I managed to subdue it though…

“Are you worried?”

“Because my disciple and sister are overdoing it.”

“Certainly, it’s unclear how long she can fight like this.”

As soon as she defeats the demon to preserve her stamina, a white-haired woman enters the pumpkin carriage and falls asleep.

Looking at Anastasia after the sword.

Li Qingyu smiled bitterly.

Even so, the schedule has become more hectic.

It was thanks to Anastasia’s performance that he was able to handle two more Gulags in three days.

Instead, she was getting tired.

Having fought seven fierce battles with the Demon God’s cocoon, even a sword master had no choice but to run out of stamina.

Especially since she inherited the blood of the Silver Dragon clan.

“Still, if it’s only in the south, it’s possible somehow.”

But no matter how tired you are.

She’s a sword master.

With the help of Li Qingyu and Yu Nagyeong, it would be possible to defeat the last eighth Gulag.

“Then what about the other side?”

The problem is the remaining Gulag.

Even they are at their limit by already dealing with the south, but what about the remaining places?

In response to Yuna-kyung’s question, she was worried.

Li Qingyu calmly replied.

“The west side is going to be a bit risky.”

“Since we’ve already dealt with 4 of them, we only have to deal with the last 5th, right?”

“Instead, it is slowing down. Maybe the Demon God has injured her or has some other problem.”

“that… Maybe.”

Yuna-kyung made a pained sound.

It was only because of Anastasia that it was so easy to deal with.

Even in a cocoon state, the Demon God is a powerful enemy that surpasses the level of an absolute being.

I don’t know who and how many people were handling the Gulag in the west, but it was rather strange that they were fine after fighting four fierce battles.

Maybe you can’t handle the 5th Gulag, and there’s a chance that you’ve already been knocked down.

But worrying about it is useless.

If the processing of the west was delayed, they had no choice but to clear the south as quickly as possible.

“Honestly, the things I should worry about the most are the east and north…”

From that point of view.

The gap between the east and north was great.

There are a total of 11 gulags in the two directions, excluding 5 in the west and 8 in the south.

Even three days ago, unlike them who had already processed 3 or 5 Gulags, none of the two areas had been processed.

It was only natural that it would take time to process.

…common sense.

“What can I do to get that speed…?”

Originally there were 11 columns.

Five of them to the east have disappeared.

Looking at the northern sky, where there are only six left, Yuna-kyung put on a tired expression.

Abnormal movement in space is blocked.

It would be difficult even for Limon to break the Gulag at this speed.

How did he clear the east in three days when even Grimon continued to fight fiercely in the middle and shake Russia?

In response to Yuna-kyung’s question, which seems to be incomprehensible because she is puzzled.

Li Qingyu chuckled.

“It may be quite overdoing it, but with Yekathrice, it is not impossible.”

Koo Goo Goo!

and another one.

A thunderclap reverberates.

Watching another pillar close to the northeast collapse, Yuna-kyung widens her beak.

Li Qingyu looked up at the sky where the six pillars disappeared in just three days and continued quietly.

“She is a descendant of Khan.”

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Doo doo doo doo doo!

Originally there was a wide road.

A snowy field covered in pure white by a snowstorm.

Above it were hundreds of shadows galloping at a terrifying speed, invisible to the naked eye.

Horses that had already taken down a single Gulag a while ago had already traveled several kilometers in the blink of an eye.

When you think in terms of common sense.

It was impossible.

No matter how fast you speak, there is a law.

Because there was no such thing as a great horse capable of exceeding the speed of even a fighter jet of hundreds of kilometers per hour.

Even so, the reason why this scene was possible now was because of the silver-haired warriors riding the horse.

Chukshi Horse Ryu.

Beyond accelerating its own time, it is possible to accelerate the time of the arrow it shoots and even the time of the riding horse.

Gwangpung Marajin (狂風魔羅陣) based on it resonated with the psionics of the Gwangryongdae and accelerated the time of the entire cavalry corps terribly.

…so crazy that it was possible to destroy 6 gulags in just 3 days.

Purrung!

“haha.”

But whatever.

The price exists.

Gwangryongdae’s face was as pale as the rough breathing of their horses.

Not even a thousand-mile march.

In three days, he raced over tens of thousands of miles of frozen land and repeatedly fought against the demons.

Even the Gwangryongdae, the strongest military unit of the Silver Dragon clan, was exhausted.

Especially due to the nature of the silver dragon clan, which consumes a lot of psionics.

It’s a shame because the Hanhyeolboma (汗血寶馬), which were even called red-toed horses in the past, are prepared in every major city and moved by transfer.

If it was an ordinary horse, it was a forced march that would have stopped the heart long ago.

But that too is now at its limit.

running horse.

Even those who drive.

It was clear to anyone that the limit was near.

Especially since even Kana, a master class master, is gradually losing her breath.

However, the silver-haired girl leading the horse at the front did not slow down or take a break.

Instead of the exhausted Gwangryongdae, he resonated with his psionic to forcefully support the Storm Marajin and hit the reins with his only hand.

It seemed like it didn’t matter if I died running like this.

no that was true

roaring sound still audible.

The sound of shaking the earth.

That her lover has been fighting for the third day to protect them.

The only way to help him is to end all of this as quickly as possible.

keep writing to her

It made me run for my life.

And it wasn’t just a story about Yekathrice.

iced coffee-.

with a deep breath.

Psionics resonate together.

What flows from behind Yekathrice’s back is a celestial melody.

The most beautiful voice in a world bewitched by even the gods of the pantheon continues to sing without any disturbance even on a galloping horse.

A land where the wind blows.

We are descendants of the plains.

We are the kings of the snowfield.

It’s a meadow, it’s a snowfield.

our homeland our country

Bless us who will run and die.

iced coffee-.

Charreung Charreung.

We ran horses together for three days.

It’s the same as fighting over and over again.

Shaking jewelry and vomiting arias on a galloping horse to the song of the princess he respected.

The psionic generated by the New Dragon Team resonates with Ainsha’s dragon psionic and permeates galloping horses and people.

Endless land, eternal time.

Our instinct is to run.

Our dream is to conquer.

It’s a war, it’s a war

Our victory is our glory.

Remember us who will fight and perish.

iced coffee-.

Psionics resonate.

Vitality returns to the tired body.

Heat wells up in the cold body.

Over the past three days, the sound they’ve been hearing whenever they’re tired adds strength to the creaking Storm Marazine, accelerating it even more.

fearful cold cold darkness.

we run through the winter

We’re over the night

Descendants and ancestors,

our courage, our joy.

Sing for us who will die laughing.

iced coffee-.

Someone is already taking care of the 7th column in the south and moving to deal with the 8th column.

Someone passed through the four pillars from the west without anyone knowing and disappeared again.

Someone restored the communication network and produced GOD products in conjunction with other factories across the country.

While someone is recovering unconscious prisoners in Gulag, where the pillars have already disappeared, and transporting parts by mobilizing horses and carts.

With the descendants of Khan who swept the continent at a speed that even the sword master could not catch up with.

The priest who has been favored by the gods for generations based on the agreement the founder made in the distant past.

That’s how I ran through the harshest northern land in the Russian Khanate.

get everything done quickly

As promised before departure.

In order to return to the arms of a loved one whom they miss so much…

But the two brides did not know.

From the moment they started breaking the Gulag.

far north even in Russia.

That there was a huge wave that appeared from the permafrost where even the breath was frozen.

Even though the wave might not be as fast as the girls, it was flowing insomniacly.

…that even in this vast snowfield, Gulag, who was at the northernmost point, was already swallowed up by millions of shadows, waiting for them.

in such a raging snowstorm.

The Russian Khanate, where everything was immersed in darkness, was approaching its final phase.