9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 278

Episode 278

Episode 98. Great Explosion of Gude, the Demon King of the West (3)

When all the bones were aligned, the bleeding stopped quickly.

In addition, even the blood stains on the coat were gone. It was as if Yuma’s time went back one minute.

god.

A being with the right and power to create the world.

It was a transcendental concept that could not be explained with a simple diagram of how strong it was.

Of course, I couldn’t see Yuma as a perfect devil from the underworld.

However, as the owner of Amulla, it means that he possesses the authority of a god to some extent. Moreover, since he was a human outside the realm, the authority of any god did not work properly.

There was no condition more suitable for fighting a divine being.

Yuma made up his mind. I don’t know why, but he was in a position where he couldn’t easily kill himself. If he was fatally wounded, he would recover and fight again.

Also, while fighting, he would learn anew about the use of authority. Yuma can be seen as a new candidate when he is just taking his first steps.

‘If I die, is it possible to be resurrected? Amanjo then continued to shape Evan’s body without restriction.’

This was a matter that could only be known by dying. If you ever die fighting Gud, you’ll have to test it as a last resort. Of course, not dying is the best, but that’s all.

Goode still did not change his expression. He only blinked his lozenge-shaped eyeballs a few times.

However, Yuma seemed to see a light of bewilderment somewhere in that expressionless face.

[It’s about regenerating the body, even a demon lord can do it, but… It’s going to be difficult, maybe?]

Yuma exerted his power and transformed the ground on which Goode was standing. The hard rocks forming the ground unraveled like ribbons and tried to tie Goode’s ankles.

Goode pulled out, but the rocks were tenaciously aiming at Goode like a living creature.

Clap!

Soon, Goode stomped and shattered the rock like stepping on a snake. And Goode took a step back, showing his first startled look.

The broken rocks wriggled and returned to their pre-broken shape in an instant.

Not only that, but even the space that was destroyed by Gude against Rakir suddenly began to return to its true form.

restore.

It was a phenomenon that could never be imitated without having that level of authority.

The rock repeatedly broke and rejoined, aiming for Goode’s ankle.

Of course, the greatness of the power itself could not be surpassed, but the mere fact that the rock moved like a creature did not pose as much of a threat to Goode as a single mosquito.

Soowook!

Then, the thorn that caused Yuma to rise was also the same. Two huge thorns created on the wall stabbed Goode straight through.

It was far more powerful than a battering ram rushing at full speed, but the thorns were broken like lumps of sugar.

Not a single scratch was left on Goode’s body.

‘Damn it, you’re filthy hard. It looks like raw leather, but it seems to be stronger than dragon scales.’

In fact, even with the Aurable Raid reinforced with Sword Eye, it was only natural that the thorns were broken.

The thorns also returned to their original form in an instant as the broken pieces gathered into the air like rocky vines.

Still, the charter was to hit a rock with an egg. However, Yuma decided that he had found the least clue and worked hard.

[I admit that you are special. But what are you going to do with this kind of prank-like authority?]

It was the first time he spoke with emotion. I was very annoyed, but I felt like I was forced to spit it out.

As can be seen from the way he treated Empey, Gude was a demon king with strong pride in his status.

However, since humans who are worse than worms are using the power of demon gods, anger rises.

When Yuma heard Goode’s words, he thought that it was not the same.

‘He must have lived for thousands of years or more than 10,000 years, but he only feels the dignity of a duke of a great aristocrat of lineage. It’s the same, even wrapping a mind drunk with a sense of superiority with a hateful expressionless expression.’

Isn’t it childishness that doesn’t match the name Demon King at all? Would you rather be honest?

Yuma clicked his tongue inside and opened his mouth.

[well. Seeing how you’ve been suppressing your emotions, it seems like you’re halfway successful. If you tease them a little more, they’ll start to tremble and attack.]

[That’s disgusting arrogance. Let me advise you once again. Make it submissive to the demon. If you don’t want to regret your past choices forever at the bottom of the underworld.]

[What’s wrong with me going under that bastard? He said he would give you the world?]

[…He said that he would hand over the human world’s western continent if he wanted. Even the southern throne.]

Pahahaha!

Yuma even messed up his posture and laughed out loud. As if he was going to die of laughter, he bent down and wiped away his tears.

[Puhuh, anyway, bastards who think they can be anything are all the same. I know that? Are you really human?]

[It would be better if you stop using guest skills.]

No matter how much you provoke him, he won’t swing his sword recklessly.

Yuma’s predictions were gradually coming true. Goode couldn’t kill himself carelessly, and he couldn’t use magic either.

The reason for the former is because of the hierarchy or the special ability of Amula that Yuma doesn’t know about. The latter is at risk of destroying the tower.

The destruction of the tower was an irreversible loss even from Yuma’s point of view.

No, it was something that should never have happened.

But even Goode, no matter how strong, would not be able to survive in such a big explosion.

‘Is there any way to hit him properly…

I just need to aim for one gap. If only I could create a fleeting moment where I could summon Atchila and shove it into his body.

‘First of all, it’s authority and it’s a swordsmanship, so it’s impossible to create gaps with physical methods.’

First of all, it was not a one-dimensional method of creating thorns or rock vines, but I had no choice but to use the authority in a more divine way.

Even by human standards, it is great to move materials freely without touching them, but it would not even be a toy from the standpoint of a god.

Yuma recalled the transcendental beings he had encountered so far. Resol Chrysha Rugal Amanzo Pidgin Carta Igmeseus et al.

It was to look back on how they used their authority.

The first to provide inspiration was not Amanzo, who possessed the same type of power, but Chrysa.

The day I first visited the Golden Tower with Marlon and Zecca a few years ago.

At that time, when Zecca tried to fire a breath, Krissa ‘made a fist’ from a distance to offset it.

It was like crushing an egg to get rid of the breath that was making a noise like it would explode at any moment from Zecca’s mouth.

It was an offset using the power of the highest level Balaur.

‘Let’s start with that.’

The distance between Yuma and Goode is about 15 meters. Yuma did not care about the street and stretched out his arm as if to hold Gude’s face.

Then, he clenched his fists with the will to go beyond Goode’s head and compress the entire space where the head was located.

‘her.’

Then, the sensation of holding something hard really filled my entire palm. The space was touched as if touching water, and Goode’s forehead was caught.

Yuma tried with all her will to distort that point. The space where Goode’s head was located began to vibrate uneasy.

Would it feel like this if you tried to break the Seruka Ore with brute force? His face turned red in an instant, and blood pooled on his forehead.

But Yuma wasn’t the only one with blood on his forehead.

Duth Goode’s expression completely distorted to say that he could not contain his anger any longer.

[The generosity ends here.

Do you really think I can’t kill you?]

Shaak!

Yuma, who was concentrating on distorting space, couldn’t even see the moment Gude’s sword was swung.

‘uh?’

Took.

It was the sound of Yuma’s clenched fist dropping to the floor. It was the result of what happened in the blink of an eye.

When Yuma saw Gude’s face approaching him, he shuddered and swung his Ascalon.

no i thought i swung it

The right arm also fell off Yuma’s body with a light sound.

Zenggung! Zengling! Ascalon collided with the ground, causing a loud noise. It was a situation where both arms were cut off in one second.

Soon after, blood poured out like a fountain from the severed surface of his shoulder, but Yuma didn’t even feel the pain.

[I would have given you a lot of opportunities. Foolish….]

Threat.

A sharp blade swung at the speed of fire cut Yuma’s throat.

When his head snapped, Yuma’s head fell to the floor like a ball. Yuma’s gaze was fixed on Goode’s heel.

As soon as the heel lifted up slightly, Yuma’s vision became dark. Goode stepped on the fallen head and hit it.

[The demon seems to be very wary of you, but from my point of view, you are just an insignificant human being.]

Gude turned his head and went to another dimension. It was to open the underworld prison.

But when the space was cut in half, Goode’s eyes widened.

This is because Yuma, in perfect condition, is standing right next to him.

With his diamond-shaped eyes almost round, Goode looked back and forth between the Yuma he had just killed and the Yuma next to him.

Even holding an Ascalon. Even though the incomparable sword was clearly on the floor.

[Ah, is it part of authority? You’re tired.]

Saying it insignificantly, Goode punched and blew off Yuma’s head.

Behind him, another Yuma was standing and smiling at Goode.

Soon, that Yuma swung Ascalon with all his might, and Goode counterattacked and split Yuma in half before the action was over.

But this time, there was another Yuma nearby.

Yuma smiled and opened his mouth.

[It’s been quite a while since I felt my throat drop. Even the feeling of being cut in half.]

Looking back, Yuma had already met countless deaths in the underworld. He must have been killed at least 3,000 times by Rakir since his Bone days.

Each time, Yuma had to grind his teeth inevitably, but he had never thought that it was a ‘resurrection’.

Of course, strictly speaking, what Yuma was doing at that time and even now was not resurrection.

It was correct to say that Akyla was holding onto Yuma’s soul so that she wouldn’t die.

Limited to the underworld, Yuma couldn’t die if only his soul was safe.

And the soul is usually destroyed by extreme despair or pain.

However, the pain that Yuma could feel had a clear limit. Just as the power that a less developed body in the underworld can produce is evident.

Moreover, when it came to the shock and pain of being killed, Yuma had an infinite level of tolerance thanks to Rakir.

Roasting, having his whole body pierced by a pile of thorns, having his whole body sliced with thousands of knives, all of which were used by Rakir at least once in the underworld.

It’s more like being cut or beaten to death by a knife. I could stand it anyway.

‘But I’m glad. I was worried that I might die completely because I don’t know the power of the Demon King.’

I was anxious inside. It is because if he died at the hands of the Demon King rather than Rakir, the result could be different from what Yuma had experienced.

However, as soon as Yuma confirmed that this was not the case, he called for joy. In addition, following Chrisa, he even followed the technique Amanzo used on himself in Joheim.

It reminded him of the day he killed Evan countless times in the wreckage of the underworld.

[If you thought I would be embarrassed, you are mistaken. I’ll kill you forever.] Sugyeong! first class!

Gude frantically swung his sword and started killing Yuma.

[Hey, hey. I know because I’ve done this. You have to move more efficiently. And you lack a sense of purpose.

You probably need to have the tenacity to avenge your lover to be able to endure it.]

[Shut up.]

[They say you shouldn’t be in such a hurry.]

Yuma’s body was piling up on the 4th floor of the tower.

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