Solo Swordmaster

#898. End of delusion

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There was a little bird.

There was a nimble mouse.

There was a big buffalo.

There was a monkey with long arms.

There was a wolf with sharp claws.

The sight of so many animals gathered together was something that was hard to see even in a zoo.

However, seeing this scene at this moment, no one would think of a peaceful scene like a zoo.

Rather, it was the opposite.

All white skeletons.

The appearance of countless half-dead skeletons, all of them burning blue natural flowers in their eyes, was terrifying and ominous.

It was something that would make even a superman, no matter how bold and mysterious, feel the chills.

“How lamentable it is.”

But of course.

Limon was not afraid.

Of course, he has been fighting against many evils that threaten mankind for a long time.

It was because he was already fed up with evil spirits after destroying the Dark Dawn Society, which was a black magic society, and subjugating even the demons.

So this moment.

He quietly asked the question.

“Hundreds of years have passed, but are your grudges still the same?”

To Limon’s question.

The skeletons did not answer.

It only made the naturalization more intense.

And he wasn’t particularly disappointed with the appearance of those skeletons either.

I just let out a slight sigh.

“Well, it has to be the same. Because you are not even evil spirits.”

about 500 years ago.

He was used in experiments by the Continental Guardians and acquired the qualities and superior intellect as an elemental magician who transcended humanity.

As a result, he escaped from the laboratory, corrupted numerous spirits and slaughtered humans.

Looking at the remnants of the spirit beasts.

Limon put on a bitter expression.

Contrary to their seemingly demonic appearance, they knew that these skeletons were not demons.

In the first place, the spirits were annihilated during the spirits crisis, and even their souls were purified.

It was because the Dark Dawn Society was still active at the time, so they were wary of evil black magicians abusing the spirits of spirits.

That’s why the evil spirit of the spirit tree couldn’t exist.

After all, these skeletons are residual thoughts.

It was a grudge that corrupted countless spirits, and it was a code containing orders to slaughter the remaining human beings in their program even after the spirits died.

At the same time, they were also the beings who now dominated the dream of repair.

‘Is this also karma?’

Matrix, a virtual reality device that allows sleeping users to dream of a programmed world.

The moment when the fallen spirits used it to sustain the running repair and her dream was connected.

Through the elemental computing power.

Or by instinct peculiar to animals.

He must have known the Spirituality’s thoughts.

The fact that this is an opportunity that won’t come again to fulfill their grudge.

That’s why he would have used the matrix to erode the dream of running repair and create a dreamroid.

Originally, it was infinitely close to impossible, but it was like a miracle that was possible because now that the running repair was in a dying state and survived with matrix.

“I understand your grudges. If the same thing happened, even a human would want to annihilate the human race.”

Looking at the thousands of grievances that permeated Dali’s dream of repair, Limon said calmly.

That’s all it looks like.

The number of animals sacrificed by the Continental Guardians to create the Spirit Tree is uncountable.

And the experimentation process was harsh and cruel enough to be comparable to black magic.

It was not incomprehensible that dozens of Spirit Beasts, completed through countless sacrifices, took on the grudges of other beasts and hated all mankind.

“But it is unacceptable.”

nevertheless.

Limon denied them.

It wasn’t just because he was the guardian god of mankind who couldn’t let the destruction of mankind go unnoticed for any reason.

“Not because I am human and you are beasts, but because it is not right.”

What if it was the Spirit Corps at the time.

If only the Spirit Beasts had attacked the Continental Guardians.

So if you try not to hurt those who don’t have anything to do with you or at least try not to do as much damage as possible.

Limon wouldn’t have bothered to stop the riots of the Spirit Beasts, or he would have only minimally intervened.

Even if they were beasts, they would have thought that the Spirit Beasts who suffered as test subjects of the Continental Guardian had the right to do so.

However, the spirit beasts did not limit their revenge.

Continental Guardian or not.

Whether it’s a shaman or elementalist, an

old man or a child.

Burning resentment against the human species itself, they ran rampant to obliterate all mankind.

“Your revenge has crossed the line.”

The wolf sees the rabbit as prey.

An adult considers a child ignorant.

As if they were wary of people of different nationalities.

Rather than seeing other creatures as independent individuals, it is an inevitable instinct to classify them according to certain characteristics and differences.

It was also necessary.

Plants that can be eaten, dangerous beasts, tourists who make money, and poor radio-eaters.

It was a rule from the wild to the civilized that it would be difficult to survive if one could not distinguish one’s opponent at a glance.

But the moment it became prejudice.

That instinct becomes evil.

eventually lead to disaster.

Anyone who wants to exterminate all dogs just because their child died from being bitten by a dog becomes a madman.

Anyone who thinks all whites are cheaters because he has been cheated by a white man is a fool.

Just as a person who was abused by his parents as a child and came to hate all adults becomes a sick person.

Of course, even though they gained intelligence through the experiments of the Continental Guardians, spirit beasts are animals in the end.

without a chance to learn knowledge.

From resentment, pain, and fear.

It may be harsh to ask them to select a target for those who knew nothing but revenge.

All the more in that, thanks to the Continental Guardians, they had a prejudice that humans were terrible creatures that must be exterminated.

“So come.”

But even if you sympathize with them.

It is unacceptable to exterminate all Indians and further destroy humanity.

Just like when she blocked the way of Joan of Arc, the swordsman who caused the advance of madness.

In the past, during the spirit dynasties, the guardian god of mankind, who cut down the fallen spirits and annihilated even the spirit beasts, took up his sword.

Ugh.

and that moment.

Limon’s sword began to shrink.

The last masterpiece left for him by Plato, who was called the greatest messenger in history.

At the end of the Photon Blade’s brilliance, which gradually faded until just before it went out.

In the end, she aimed at the girl’s nightmare with only a beautiful platinum-colored carving knife that was too short to be called a weapon that glowed softly.

He finished his speech quietly.

“I will put an end to your painful delusions.”

Deed Deed Deed!

as if responding to it.

The countless skeletons of beasts surrounding it disintegrated and turned into black mist.

Then, it swirled around the whole sky and began to permeate into one place.

To the girl right in front of Limon.

And so, the nightmare in the form of a running eagle that sucked in all the mist spews out more vicious deaths than before.

The moment you hit the ground with your tiny feet.

Aaaaaang!

―In the world of dreams, the nightmare of the strongest sword master and her master’s desperate struggle began.

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Kwaaang!

The moment you encounter the sword.

With an impact as if struck by a rock, the body is pushed backwards.

The moment you blink your eyes.

The dagger that had been swung in front pierced his back before he knew it.

The moment you set foot.

The ground becomes a swamp and swallows your legs.

It’s just chaos.

A vortex of chaos that even a sword master could not easily handle shook the world every moment and threatened him.

But Limon was not shaken.

Because I knew the identity of this chaos.

‘Everything you dream of becomes a swordsman, so I guess you could call it a swordsman at this level.’

If you dream that the sword is heavy, it will come true.

If you wish to move the location, it will come true.

If you think differently about the world, it will change.

It is truly omnipotent.

In this place where dreams and reality overlap, running Suri could do everything at will.

The scariest thing of all was that the act required no concentration or preparation.

Even the swordsman, who developed swordsmanship not only by walking but also breathing and gaze, needed a minimum starting point to cut through the entire process.

Now she didn’t even need that.

Because the dream itself was both the beginning and the end necessary for her to practice swordsmanship.

That’s why Shuri is the strongest and weakest among all Sword Masters.

Although weak when awake.

The more you immerse yourself in your dreams, the stronger you become.

Stronger than anyone else when asleep.

In this dream, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was invincible.

At least it’s because Limon can mimic her swordsman to some extent, so he’s resisting like this.

If it was another sword master, even if it was the sword master, if it was here, I might have been able to cut it the moment I made up my mind.

Chew!

So it was.

shoulders are cut

The side is pierced.

Even if the blood spurts from the leg.

Why did Limon calmly accept the situation?

More than failed to wake up the running repair.

Because I already knew that it was infinitely close to impossible to overcome her nightmare of being dominated by the spirit beasts’ thoughts in this dream.

‘It’s not that there’s no way to raise the odds to half, but…’

As the guardian of mankind.

Also, as the last sword master.

After watching the nightmare with calm golden eyes.

eventually twirling

Limon smiled.

“Suri, it seems that I am a poor teacher after all.”

“…?”

Is it because of that nonsense?

Or is it because the gentle smile was so unexpected?

Limon quietly closed his eyes as he watched the repair run hesitantly even in the middle of a mad fight controlled by the grudges of the spirit beasts.

this is stupid

It may be suicidal.

But I already have enough regrets.

Because I know that being close to impossible means that there are still possibilities.

As a teacher before being the guardian of mankind, he held a carving knife in reverse order from receiving a dagger.

Thus, while the nightmare in the form of a girl opens its eyes wide.

Limon smiled even thicker.

There is no way to beat this nightmare here.

No matter how much it is a dream that is not the person himself, and no matter how much he is being led by the Spirit’s grudge, the owner of this nightmare is a running repairman.

In my dream, I was the strongest sword master.

I couldn’t get out of this dream.

It was impossible to leave this place without her permission as long as I was captured by the swordsman of the running repairman.

So that’s the only way left.

to carry out the last trick.

Limon threw out the carving knife with all his might.

Fu-wook!

So

the fabric is cracked.

the blade cuts

Limon, who had pierced his own heart, closed his eyes.

Contrary to that, the moment when the nightmare with its eyes wide open swung its dagger at Limon with a ferocious roar.

Darker than

the

most terrible

nightmare

.

deeper than any dream.

forever never ending

The end of death swallowed everything including the black forest and the girl who wielded the dagger…

―The world disappeared.