The Return of Apocalypses Tyrant

Episode 107

“Haa… haa….”

Namgung was standing in front of the shrine, breathing heavily as if he was exhausted.

There was nothing around him.

It’s just black powder sprinkled on the floor.

However, there was no denying that it was the remains of the strongest enemy of all the battles he had faced so far.

“It’s something I can’t do twice.”

Wooooow….

Namgung gathered the power of the evil spirit.

▶ Higher spiritual power oppresses your spirits.

▶ Spirit soldiers cannot be summoned.

Crumbling…

And then the chain fell to the floor without any help, as if it had been waiting. Since we had dealt with the souls of more than ten leaders, it seemed that even if the weapon was free from the law of causality, it had its limits.

‘Is this a bit… dangerous situation?’

The spiritual power that filled the sword temple was a force that was different from Namgung’s spirit.

They were protected by the clan’s unique techniques and excluded anything other than their own power.

Thanks to this, Namgung was unable to use spirit soldiers, and not only that, it was even impossible to summon a living dragon.

“hmm.”

Namgung looked at the entrance to the shrine and thought for a moment.

Although he received help from the chain, his condition was not very good.

Even though it is only a memory of Mugu, the power of past leaders was strong. In particular, Muliang’s inaction was overwhelming, and if he had not learned the unknown technique, he would not have survived.

“It’s a good thing I saw the martial arts books of past leaders at Tongtianlu. Are you sure there were fifteen people?”

Stop –

it was then.

A memory passes through Namgung’s mind.

‘…fifteen?’

Namgung looked at his feet. Although the bodies were already gone and only ashes remained, he remembered the number of chieftains he had killed.

It wasn’t enough.

One person.

[Krrrrr…!!!]

It was then.

The space behind Namgung distorted and a yaksha came out of it.

A leader called Darkfoot.

Among the Yasha clan, he was the only one who reached the top with the ability to kill.

‘…Have you been hiding this whole time?’

Namgung thought it was a mistake.

Perhaps, drunk with the power of chains, he easily thought of this place as the most dangerous.

Because I easily dealt with the souls of the Yasha clan that I could not overcome in my previous life.

Expectations that I might be able to obtain the [Demon Sword], a legendary-grade weapon that had only been rumored.

The excitement was such a rookie mistake, but it caught him off guard.

“…Tsk!!!”

Two sharp daggers rushing towards me.

A chain that has lost its power and a spirit power that cannot be used. As Namgung, there was no way to block his attack.

Paaah-!!!

However, I had no intention of giving up my life in a place like this.

“I need to reflect a little…”

Namgung instead jumped in as if he was throwing himself towards the dagger aimed at him.

“About an arm.”

Namgung blocked Darkfoot’s dagger with his palm.

The sharp blade of the sword lightly pierced his palm and protruded out.

[Kruk…?]

The moment Namgung used force to strike down the dagger, a chain was wrapped around Darkpaw’s wrist.

Although it had lost its strength, the chain was a stronger weapon than anything Namgung had.

“It’s not a waste compared to life.”

Woah-!!!

Namgung pulled the dark foot toward himself with all his might. Darkpaw’s center of gravity collapsed due to the force of the chain, and he quickly lifted the chain upward and wrapped it around Darkpaw’s neck at the same time.

[Knock… Knock…]

Darkpaw, whose neck and arms were tied up, let out a bizarre groan as if in pain.

Snap –

At that moment, Namgoong put his hand behind his back.

Ecstasy – Book 1

The airflow condensed in a spiral down his arm, and a powerful explosion occurred where Darkpaw’s back and palm touched.

Tsuzuzuzuzu….

[Cruk….]

Darkfoot lowered his head.

As he looked at his chest, it oxidized into smoke with an expression of disbelief.

“Whew…”

Namgung exhaled, wiping the left palm pierced by the dagger with his sleeve.

“Is that it?”

After dealing with the last leader, he entered the shrine and saw a large rock surrounded by various magical tools.

There was an old long sword stuck inside the rock, like a mold.

The sword body, which had turned black, seemed unusable due to rust, but Namgung knew very well that this was the result of sealing away all kinds of evil spirits.

It was an eerie feeling just looking at it.

“Indeed… the nameless swordsman.”

Namgung slowly placed his hand on the sword.

[It would be best not to touch it.]

That was then.

Namgung slowly turned his head as the voice rang in his ears.

The beautiful girl who did not fit in with the dark atmosphere of the shrine was Mu-hwi’s daughter, Yeon-hwa.

“Sword shaman.”

Namgung looked at her.

“It looks better than I thought.”

“I don’t want to look like I’m wasting my outward appearance just because it’s hard work. It’s been over 100 years since I last saw you. “Meeting the living.”

The moment she smiled, her skin glowed transparently like a jellyfish, clearly revealing her skeleton.

The clothes I was wearing also became transparent when my skin became transparent, as if they were not real.

“….”

Could it be the aftermath of the seal?

Namgung could tell that there were no organs in her body.

I also understood why she used the word living child.

“I came to get the demon sword. And I plan to send you back to Muhwi.”

[It’s something I don’t really want to do. As you can see, I am already dead and my body has been destroyed as a sealing sacrifice, so even my body cannot be taken.]

“I am the revealer of the seven serpents.”

[It’s necromancy… I don’t know. It doesn’t seem very trustworthy. [Only to the extent of dealing with low-level soul soldiers…]

Although her face was smiling, she answered bitterly.

[What can I do? I came all the way here by luck.]

“You have a very kind attitude towards the person who came to save you.”

[Because I haven’t heard it properly yet. Is the purpose of the sword or saving me?]

“I guess you said both?”

[What if you have to destroy me to get the sword?]

“…What?”

[What if you have to destroy the sword to save me?]

Yeonhwa smiled bitterly, as if she had expected it, seeing Namgung not be able to answer easily.

[That sword is the sword that the unknown left the Yaksha clan and used to wander around all over the place and catch countless evil spirits. It is that strong and that much dangerous.]

Takkak-

Yeonhwa pulled the sword from the rock without any hesitation.

[Look.]

▶ The sword craves more souls.

▶ I fall into madness.

▶ It does not break until the user dies.

▶ Occasionally the sword moves regardless of the user’s will.

As she pulled Nangung’s hand and gently placed it on the [Demon Sword], information flowed into his head like a tide.

“…!!”

Namgung almost grabbed the handle of the sword.

As I hurriedly shook my hand away, I felt my heart beating like crazy.

It was murderous intent.

[The world benefited thanks to anonymous sealing of evil spirits, but I don’t think he did it for a specific cause. Because the sword that seals the demons is becoming more ferocious as time passes.]

“Because he was a person who pursued strength.”

[that’s right. Indeed… green is the same color. [He seems to be someone who understands the secret secret of the unknown.]

She was looking right through Namgung.

“gibberish. I don’t pursue strength. “I’m pursuing a way to survive.”

But Namgung responded coldly to her words.

[well. Now that you have mastered the art of obscurity, you too will eventually become infected. This sword must have been clean to begin with. You must have been happy about the great journey of catching evil spirits.]

Uuuuuuung….

The sword trembled.

[But look. What happened? In the end, it is tainted by evil spirits and looks dangerous as if it will break at any moment.]

She hugged the sword to her chest.

[I don’t know why the nameless sword that left the clan came back here, but if this sword were to go out again, it would definitely throw the world into chaos.]

Then he looked at Namgung.

[I have protected the sword with my life. Before I knew it, the sword and I were connected. If you take this sword out of the world, I, who lost my body, will disappear.]

“….” [If you take me, the unsealed sword will run wild and will eventually have no choice but to break it.]

Namgung sees Yeonhwa looking at him .

I could understand the eyes.

It was a test.

A test of either/or where you can only choose one of the two.

Namgung grabbed the sword without hesitation.

[….]

Yeonhwa let out a low sigh with the same expression on her face as expected.

“I should have told you.”

At that moment he said:

“I’m taking them both.”

Kwasik–!!!!

Namgung slammed the demon sword on the floor with all his might.

[…!!!!]

Surprisingly, the blade seemed to be unable to overcome his strength and shattered into pieces.

[Keeeeeeek…!!!]

Then the demons sleeping inside began to scream and pour out.

The horribly black smoke and the stench that could only be smelled from a gutter seemed to indicate the purity of the soul.

[What have you done….]

“How many evil spirits have the unknown wandered around their entire lives and captured within their swords?”

[…108 people.]

Yeonhwa answered with a confused expression, as if she still didn’t understand.

“Nothing much.”

The souls of the demons became entangled with each other, forming a shape like a black cloud.

Namgung looked at it and said.

“I have dealt with hundreds of thousands of demons. Only three digits? “It’s funny.”

[No way… Are you planning on absorbing the souls of evil spirits through necromancy? That’s not something a human can do!!!]

Chang-Grang-

Namgung threw away the broken handle of the demon sword.

“I didn’t come to get this rusty sword. But I have no intention of eating those smelly bastards.”

[…?]

Yeonhwa looked confused as she did not know who Namgung was talking to.

“There is prey in front of you. If you are a sword, do your duty. It’s not the time to be sleeping alone. is not it?”

Quang-!!

Namgung stepped on the handle of the demon sword with all his might.

“Unknown.”

The nameless powerhouse of the greatest Yasha clan sleeping within the sword.

“I came to get you.”

The shattered remains of the sword bounced on the floor and sparkled.