Solo Swordmaster

#892. I was worried for nothing.

[Indian sister…?]

Yuna-kyung put on a dumbfounded expression.

I went to Rushmore to find a running eagle, and even hit the road again, joined by a stout bison.

It was because she was so surprised and absurd that she appeared in front of them so suddenly.

But that’s for a while.

Yuna-kyung, who suddenly came to her senses, flapped her wings.

[Where have you been? How long have we been looking for unnie until now!]

“….”

[In addition, a strange robot that uses unnie’s swordsmanship appeared and everyone was worried. Especially the team leader!]

“….”

[Ah, there is no way to contact the team leader since he left long ago

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The running repairman moved his hand.

So, the moment her slender fingers, which naturally reached her waist, were about to grab the beautifully curved dagger.

『Seventy-two kinds of martial arts, five seasons,

seventy-two kinds of martial arts, five martial arts,

flying

heavenly magic bullets』

Taaaang!

A loud gunshot rang out.

Wild sparks ricocheted.

The head of the running repairman bent backwards.

[Gunman sister?! What are you doing?]

“What are you doing, you stupid bird head. Do they look human to you?”

[What’s that…?]

Kiki.

Yuna-gyeong, who was about to ask a question inadvertently, hardened.

because I saw

A repairman running with his bent head down.

No, the cold metal exposed in the wound on the girl’s forehead that looked like a running repairman.

[Dreamroid?]

Yuna-kyung opened her beak.

It was because it was only then that I realized that this girl was the 5th Dreamroid modeled after a running eagle.

Frankly, it was astounding.

Even the 4th Dreamroid I met in the wilderness had its mechanical skeleton intact, so I could tell it was a spirit at a glance without the giant.

The Dreamroid that appeared in front of them was difficult to distinguish from a real person.

Not only artificial skin and hair, but even more so in that the clothes are the same as the person himself.

[My God….]

At most one generation.

It’s only been a few days.

Seeing the dreadfully changed Dreamroid in the meantime, Yuna-kyung couldn’t help but groan.

It was only then that I could understand why Limon, who was usually leisurely, was in a hurry this time.

Leaving Yuna-kyung like that.

Black Dog stepped forward.

Then, instead of a rifle, he drew two pistols and said quietly.

“You are backing off. I will deal with this.”

[…Will you be okay by yourself?]

Yuna-kyung asked with an anxious face.

Even the 4th generation Dreamroid had the ability to compete with Limon with a sword.

From there, if it was a 5th generation Dreamroid that was further developed, it would be too much to deal with even if it was an absolute being.

However, Black Dog’s answer to Yuna-kyung’s concerns was simple.

“Who do you think I am?”

sereung.

Like that…

starting with the woman pulling the trigger again towards the girl with the two daggers drawn.

The fight between the machine who dreams of becoming a sword master and the strongest princess of the Seven Dragons has begun.

* * *

Cyborg.

A human who mechanized his own body.

Of course, that wasn’t something that could be easily done.

The surgery to replace a normal body with parts was a very difficult task, and it required the shaman’s steady management even after the renovation.

However, if you are a skilled shaman, there are few such disadvantages.

On the other hand, there are many advantages.

Although not all cyborgs are shamans, it is no exaggeration to say that all shamans are cyborgs.

And from that point of view.

Stout Bison was a pretty powerful cyborg.

It was because he was a member of the Continental Guardians, where good parts could be easily obtained, and dance with the wolf, who was a spirit messenger, helped him mechanize.

Thanks to that, even though the whole body was not mechanized, I was able to deal with armor with my bare body.

There was no such thing as getting tired.

Doo doo doo!

“Aren’t you in too much of a hurry?”

So it was.

Dozens of horses running like crazy.

No, to be precise, the reason why he moaned when he saw the white-haired man driving the horse in the lead.

It’s been over a day since we left.

Even the cyborg himself felt overwhelmed by the journey of Limon, who constantly changed his horse and rode non-stop.

“I told you, we need to find repairs as soon as possible.”

“In that case, I should have asked the other tribes for their understanding and formed a search party.”

“I don’t think I can afford that.”

“…A sword master’s intuition?”

“About half.”

The stalwart bison hardened its face.

I don’t know if it’s someone else.

Because I knew that one of the Sword Masters, Limon’s intuition could never be ignored.

Besides, Limon’s words weren’t over yet.

“I think that way apart from the senses.”

“Why?”

“Does the shaman know why that Dreamroid keeps appearing in Indian Territory?”

“…You think it’s a test too?”

“Because you’ll need actual data to complete such a bizarre thing.”

Limon pointed out sharply.

It appears stronger every time the Dreamroid raiding the Indian Territory is repulsed.

It was proof that the incomplete part was supplemented, so there was a good chance that the purpose of raiding the Indian Territory itself was a test.

If so, the more raids are repeated.

Dreamroid will become stronger.

Considering that he was already at the level of competing with Unryeongsa, it was to the extent that he did not know how strong he would become next time.

However, what Limon was really worried about was not the strength and performance of the Dreamroid.

“The problem is the purpose rather than the result.”

“…What do you mean?”

“Why do you want to recreate the Sword Master’s swordsmanship?”

hear that

The strong bison’s expression grew more serious.

As well as skills, from witchcraft to magic psionics.

Almost all the mysteries that existed in history had various uses, and in particular, there were few things that those who reached the absolute level could not do.

But the Sword Master was different.

They are absolute among absolutes.

Just stronger than any other superman.

After all, they were beings who could only fight.

And no matter how much I thought about it, there was only one purpose for the Dreamroid, which reproduced the sword master’s swordsmanship.

“I guess it means that Dreamroid is just a means and the real purpose is different.”

“I make tools because I need them.”

“I see… I understand.”

With a heavy sigh, the stalwart bison followed Limon and spurs his horse.

Whoever made Dreamroid.

The successive raids on the Indian Territory convinced me that their aims were not peaceful.

changing words like that.

After running through the land for a long time.

They finally got there.

In the most vast and mysterious canyon filled with tall trees poking through the sky between the towering cliffs.

“Is this here?”

“exactly.”

The mighty bison pulled out a measuring instrument.

Then he opened his mouth quietly as he checked the number on the meter made by analyzing the wreckage of the Dreamroid.

“It’s hard to know exactly where it is, but it’s clear that the brainwaves connected to the Dreamroid are coming from somewhere in this Spirit’s Gorge.”

“Then let’s hurry up.”

One of the places where the most spirits were gathered in the United States and the reason why the Indian Territory was established here.

And once there was a stronghold of the Continental Guardians.

Looking down at Geumyeok, which became one of the strongholds of the fallen spirits after the Elemental War.

Limon murmured quietly.

“According to my expectations, we won’t have much time left.”

please don’t be too late

Praying in his heart, Limon drove his horse to the Spirit Gorge.

* * *

Caang!

The moment I swung the dagger.

A bullet that bounces off.

Whether it’s flying in with a curve, returning from behind, or accelerating along the way.

His swordsmanship, which blocks, spills, and slashes countless bullets flying at supersonic speed, with just two daggers, is truly phenomenal.

It was the skill of a superhuman who entered an absolute state just by swinging the sword.

But…

[…I was really worried for nothing.]

Kang Ka River Kaga Ga River!

A running repair wielding two daggers.

No, watching the sight of Dreamroid’s body in the form of a running repair being gradually shaved away in a storm of bullets raging from all directions.

Yuna-kyung murmured tremblingly.

Even the strongest princess of the Seven Dragons is like that.

It was because I didn’t know that I would overwhelm Dreamroid, who uses the Sword Master’s swordsmanship.

It’s all the more because he hasn’t even Yonghwa yet.

“So you said. Please stay away.”

However, there was no inspiration for his own feat on the face of Black Dog, who was actually creating the scene.

Rather, it seems to be a natural result.

I just snorted and pulled the trigger.

Taang!

The Sword Master is definitely the Absolute.

It could be said that he was truly a superhuman in that he became stronger than anyone else and became immortal just by obtaining a sword.

Nevertheless, the reason why there were only 13 sword masters in history was not because it was so difficult to obtain a sword doctor.

It was because of the intermediate process.

Whether it’s witchcraft, magic, or psionics.

Those who have learned other mysteries can become superhuman depending on their talents, even if they do not reach the absolute stage.

Whether it’s an absolute master who can topple a mountain with a single gesture, a master who can break rocks, or a witch who turns stones into bread.

It was the same as being beyond human beings to ordinary people, and there were many people who wanted to become because they were able to enjoy wealth and power to that extent.

But the sword master is different.

No matter how great the swordsmanship was.

If you don’t get a sword, you’re a simple culprit.

As long as he couldn’t escape human limitations, he was just a swordsman that even a master couldn’t handle.

all (all).

or none.

That extreme characteristic was the biggest reason why sword masters were rare even among absolutes.

Of course, Dreamroid had performance that surpassed even moderate armor with its small body.

Dreamroid’s power is obviously superhuman.

It was enough to scar Limon.

But that’s all.

Dreamroid could never become absolute.

No matter how great the performance, that superhuman fighting power was ultimately derived from the sword master’s swordsmanship.

And swordsmanship is a skill.

It was never a mystery.

Catching the Dreamroid was simple.

―To overwhelm with pure power without competing swordsmanship.

It was for this reason that Black Dog fought Dreamroid with only marksmanship and telekinesis, while maintaining a thorough distance.

Of course, she is the Golden Dragon Princess.

As he was a master of seventy-two kinds of swordsmanship comparable to that of a sword master, he had the confidence to win even with martial arts.

But I didn’t have to.

I don’t know if it’s ‘Charlotte’.

Because Black Dog wasn’t stupid enough to fight over a perfectly fine gun because of his ego that didn’t even pay.

Giing.

That’s when she fires a bullet full of telekinesis again.

Dreamroid’s eyes trapped in a bullet storm. No, the lens, which looked just like the eye, was half-closed and the brilliance dimmed.

After being beaten by bullets, it seemed that the function had started to stop, but…

Horrible!

the moment I saw it.

Black Dog spun as if bouncing.

Not a rational decision, but an instinctive action that came out as soon as I felt a chill running down my spine.

But in the end, the choice was right.

『Drunk moon dream

knife

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Handicrafts

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…If that reaction had been delayed even a little, her body would have been cut in two between the divided sky and the earth.