Solo Swordmaster

#959. Just remember this

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Frog.

Frog. Frog.

cabbly cabbly cabbly cabbly cabbly cabbly cabbly.

Cries ring out.

fill the sky

shaking the pond violently.

making the raindrops swirl.

Even so, the cry was never loud.

On the contrary, the more they gathered, the more their cries overlapped into one, forming an extremely smooth and quiet rhyme.

like a chorus

So the moment when the chorus reached its peak.

Bubbly Bubbly!

– A bubble formed.

Heavy rain poured down like a curtain from the dark clouds that covered the sky.

From the lotus leaves touched by the raindrops, the bubbles created from the surface of the water explode explosively and turn everything into a mass of flesh.

it’s a curse.

Covering the world in bubbles

Turning everything into meat.

It was a heavy rain that contaminated even the spirit and body of God with even a single drop.

“TUdra Tudra Tudra!”

[Kadra Kadra Kadra.]

Flutter!

in that rain.

The moment the half-human, half-bird girl memorized a spell.

All the raindrops that had been pouring turned into flower petals and started soaring upside down into the sky.

A curse that turns all things into flesh.

A magic that covers the world with the scent of flowers.

the two collide

What happened was a storm.

Flesh sprouted in all directions, turned into flower petals, melted into bubbles, and finally gave off the fragrance of flowers in all directions.

It was a total chaos that was both fantastic and unrealistic.

But at the end of that conflict.

What won was the cursed downpour.

I don’t know if it’s just one or two.

The curse sung by dozens of absolute class frogs was something that even Yuna-kyung, who had achieved the perfect harmony, could not handle.

Fortunately, thanks to that, I was able to buy time to avoid the curse.

The unfortunate thing was that the frogs’ attacks did not end there.

Wriggling wriggling poouk!

“Kyaaak!?”

Created by cursed raindrops.

Immediately after the countless flesh lumps were shaken.

As the flesh exploded, what came out were numerous tentacles.

Tens of thousands of tentacles, long and sticky like a frog’s tongue, but filled with black dirt, stretched out from all directions like a net.

Yuna-kyung flapped her wings and memorized a spell to avoid the tentacles.

But unfortunately.

The situation got progressively worse.

It was unavoidable.

No matter how strong Yuna-kyung becomes, it depends on the opponent.

It wasn’t just one or two, it wasn’t enough to deal with dozens of absolute self-sufficiency.

Even so, there are two reasons why she was able to hold on.

It was thanks to the experience of fighting fiercely against the monarch and the sword master who drank.

While struggling against an absolute stronger than himself several times, he has developed a skill in enduring and surviving.

Of course, there were other reasons as well.

But that too has its limits.

The moment Yuna-kyung screams as she is cornered into a corner where she can no longer avoid the tentacles even if she throws away all her talents.

『Yam Dragon Kill Sword Keys

斬魔龍殺劍 要訣

Thunderbolts are born from slow clouds.

閃电來自慢雲』

Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

“manager!”

A mighty storm rages.

Numerous tentacles were severed.

Suddenly, Limon appeared in front of her and slashed off all the tentacles with a slow-swinging sword.

croak croak croak.

Unfortunately, the frog attacks did not end there.

I immediately started crying again.

As psionics resonate, their cries overlapped each other, inflating their power and distorting the world.

Fragments of tentacles erode the soul.

Raindrops penetrating space.

The pond swallows even time.

It’s a miraculous flood.

Each one was a fatal baptism of death that was possible only because dozens of miraculous and absolute self-class beings joined forces.

It is all the more difficult in that it is difficult to respond as it is made up of the mystery of a completely different world.

But the frogs weren’t the only ones whose attacks weren’t over yet.

『Yam Dragon Kill Sword Eating Out

斬魔龍殺劍 外式

You don’t need a knife to cut the world.

分清世界不需要刀

』

jerking off

The moment Limon took two steps.

The throats of the frogs, who had been spitting out cries, all at once rose into the air.

A sword master who pursued the extreme of sword swordsmanship and cut the entire process from drawing the sword to swinging it.

Sword Saint Kamizumi Nobutsuna.

His swordsman, who could take away the lives of quite a few absolutes as well as sword masters in the blink of an eye, cut off the heads of monster frogs.

It is truly a feat.

Originally, it was an unprecedented achievement even in the age of mythology, which would be passed on for thousands of years.

But neither Limon nor Yuna-kyung.

I wasn’t satisfied or impressed.

Because I knew what was going to happen next.

And unfortunately, their predictions were correct this time too.

Frog.

short.

Quietly.

But deep and heavy.

The moment when the cries of the countless frog monsters resounded, clearer than the chorus.

Woodeuk Wooddeuk!

The fallen neck is reattached.

The scattered soul returns.

Dozens of frog monsters that had been scattered rose again.

It wasn’t the zombies or the undead that warlocks often use.

Even Wanderer, who was known as the Absolute, borrowed the Constellation, Black Magic, and even the power of the Seven Arcs, but it wasn’t enough, so he accomplished it while reducing his lifespan.

Lion Resuscitation Law.

The miracle of resurrecting the dead brought the dead frog monsters back to life.

not one or two

Dozens at once.

Even the monster frog that Limon cut in half at first.

That’s why Yuna-kyung groaned involuntarily.

“What kind of nonsense…”

At first, I doubted reality.

The second time, though, I couldn’t believe it.

But now that I’ve been through it three times, I have no choice but to admit it.

The fact that the shadow of the huge starlight in the middle of the pond can bring about an unlimited number of deaths.

Besides, that was not the only absurd fact.

『Yam Dragon Kill Sword Forbidden

斬魔龍殺劍 禁斷 Even

a believer cannot avoid death.

甚至神也无法逃脱死亡』

Kwaaang!

Is it because you expected it?

The moment the frog monsters are resurrected.

Aiming for the short gap before they could prepare their posture, Limon threw the sword he was holding back sharp like a spear.

through the pond

Piercing through the frog monsters.

It was a lethal blow that penetrated even the shadows.

It was the most brutal and cursed swordsman among all the swordsmen that could destroy even the soul beyond space.

Especially since it destroys even the soul, giving immortals unavoidable death.

But…

Frog.

Hard.

Clearly, the body was pierced.

Right after the cries spread again.

The legitimate flow of time is overturned.

The hole that penetrated the shadow disappears.

Even the frog monsters, who had been broken without leaving any traces of their bodies and souls, returned to their normal state.

A voice that makes the world cry.

[■Riseokgo Dumb Character■Constellation ■Li isn’t realizing that ■■ is immortal yet.]

As if laughing at an NPC struggling in the screen without even knowing he’s a character in the game.

Limon was not shaken even after hearing the voice of the ‘long tongue that sings rain’ containing deep ridicule.

I only looked at the shadow with deeply sunken eyes.

“…Right. Was this what being the owner of a constellation meant?”

“You mean?”

Lion Resuscitation.

time retrograde.

To immortality beyond even the sword.

A shadow that shows no signs of getting tired, freely using miracles that would astonish even the gods.

Its power was so irrational that it was even incomprehensible.

But Limon finally realized.

What is the identity of the infinite power of ‘a long tongue that sings in the rain’ and the source of confidence that does not mind one’s own defeat?

“It means that this world is his true body.”

“…yes?”

[■Now that I have realized it, I’m really stupid.]

That’s right.

The shadow of the starlight in front of Limon is literally just a shadow.

The lotus flower he stands on, the lake wider than the sea, the dark clouds covering the sky and the pouring rain drop by drop.

everything in this world

The providence itself that governs the world.

That was the identity of the Constellation.

Perhaps this is something that should have been anticipated.

If the Constellation is a transcendental person who is completed by devouring all the providences in the world, it is only natural that he himself eventually becomes a new providence.

[If it’s only because you’ve been lucky that you’ve been able to harm ■■, then you know that a mortal like you wouldn’t dare to fight.] “Yes, that might be the case.

”

that silent contempt.

Limon calmly agreed.

If this constellation were the main body of the constellation, the constellations that had exercised their power through descent would have been as if they were diving into the deep sea without a diving suit… no, they would have

been in a more difficult state than out-of-body at all.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to cut through the constellations easily.

In fact, at this moment, the power of the constellation fighting in its own constellation was at a level beyond imagination.

It was natural.

The constellation is the providence of this world.

Confronting its owner in a constellation meant, in the end, that he had to fight an entire world.

“However, you are still arrogant and foolish to say that you have not realized it even after watching so much.”

[Has he who does not know the high level ■Hi does not know the subject matter and speaks arrogance.]

“If you still haven’t realized who doesn’t know the subject, at least remember this. If you were this world itself…”

Even knowing that fact.

Limon was unfazed.

Shadows with deeply sunken golden eyes.

No, he just continued talking quietly while looking straight at the providence of this world itself.

“—The fact that I am a sword master.”

Alone against the world.

An absolute being who even cuts off providence.

That’s what the Sword Master is.

The shadow wriggled as Limon spoke calmly, as if explaining a very obvious fact.

[…It’s good, Demaster, if it’s yours, engrave it on your tombstone and keep that stupidity. Do it.]

Ku-gu-gu-gu-gung.

To punish the stupor of a mortal who knows that he is a great transcendent, like a world itself, but still does not know the subject.

to show the difference.

I only made the frog monster fight.

Until now, the shadow, which had been quietly holding its place, began to move directly.

And the first thing the shadow did was stretch out numerous tentacles towards the monster frogs around.

The monsters did not resist.

Rather, it seems to be quite natural.

I just knelt down and was caught up in the tentacles and sucked into the shadows.

The tentacles didn’t stop there, they even sucked up the towers and collectibles that were embedded in them.

And…

I’m going to go to the middle of the day.

What came into being in the shadows were countless mouths.

From something resembling a frog to something resembling a person, something like a beast or an insect.

The vocal organs of more than a thousand races were wriggling as if they were alive on their own, densely popping up all over the body of the huge shadow.

So the moment the mouth opened at the same time.

■■■■■■■■―!

the world.

It was shaken.

Beyond voices and reverberations, huge waves that were transmitted directly to the world were twisting everything.

As if the world itself sings.

it’s a death sentence.

Once unfolded, it was an absolute force that interfered with the providence of the world itself, which would make any absolute person face death.

‘The long tongue that sings the rain’ was sure.

This insignificant mortal who has been hindering them all this time is over.

The moment you start singing.

Because his death has already been decided as fate by the providence of this world.

that buck

That’s why, despite the fact that the half-human, half-bird with him ran away, he steadfastly looked down at the foolish mortal who approached him.

The shadow watched his end, unable to accept his own death until the end.

[…?]

…Yes.

I was going to.

Even though his song is over.

Until he saw the white-haired man who should have been dead approaching him without collapsing.

why?

erase the question of

As a mortal, he only realizes that he avoided death by hiding something.

But no matter what tricks they do, they are insignificant mortals. There are many ways to kill, so I sing again.

■■■■.

Invokes a curse that overturns causality and erases even birth.

but it doesn’t work

…■■■■■.

It carves a stigma that crushes and taints the soul.

but it doesn’t work

■■■■■■…!

It is sent to a world that is imprisoned and sealed for eternity.

…But it doesn’t work.

It can’t be like this.

He is a transcendental being who has been perfected by bringing together the possibilities of all life in one world.

Although each of his songs is enough to kill, break, and destroy dozens and hundreds of absolutes.

why?

why?

How?

The transcendental person who caused cognitive dissonance in the reality that could not happen realizes.

Something is wrong.

Maybe they themselves…

No, they are something…

But that realization came too late.

Even before the transcendental intuition revealed the identity of this eerie sensation.

The man who arrived right in front of me was brandishing the sword he was holding in one hand.

So the sword he wielded.

Cut out the shadows

….

– the world.

It collapsed.