9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 313

Episode 313

Episode 106. The great last (3)

sword wasn’t anything like an aura. The spear blade and the sharpness of the user holding it seemed to be shaped into refined darkness.

One of the reasons why Yuma visited the east room was the decisive battle of Darkness Piercing created by the creative genius Sugar Rollmandi.

‘It’s the same as Hayes unfolded.

No, it might even be more perfect than that!’

Until now, Yuma had recognized Ragatino as the face madam of the demon army, or as an old man who would one day teach him a decisive battle and fulfill his role.

Juan Spaser also said this the first time he saw Yuma. Ragatti no Rollmandi is half a warrior, and even if I meet him someday, he won’t be able to defeat you.

However, Ragatino, who used Dark Stab at the same time as falling off a horse, was never that kind of person. It was at least equal to or higher than Hayes Rollmandy.

[Kahak?!]

The blade of a spear stained black pierced Mantu’s shoulder. A piece of flesh fell from his shoulder, as if paper had been cut into chunks.

Lagatineau was originally aiming for the neck, not the shoulder.

However, even for a grandmaster who has lost his light, Mantu has read a little of the ghostly trace of Darkness Pierce.

Even though the darkness thrust was showing a trajectory that was difficult to fully understand even for Yuma, who was watching from the point of view of the observer.

Anyway, it was fatal.

You could see Yuma standing on top of the hill looking over Mantu’s shoulder, who had a hole the size of a man’s head.

[Hyeop!]

However, Lagatino didn’t just attack completely. As soon as Mantu’s shoulder exploded, he grabbed the spear pole with his right hand and twisted it.

It seemed like a light gesture, but Ragatino was forced to slam to the ground and spit out handfuls of purple blood.

Even without reason, the body that once realized the extreme meaning of taijutsu remembered everything.

The moment Mantu grabbed the spearhead, he subconsciously sent energy and inflicted internal injuries on Laga Tino.

Get it! Kudo deuk!

Besides, the extent to which the shoulder was ripped off was critical only to ordinary people.

During the Hale massacre before the return, Jekka Dean regenerated even after being pierced through the heart hundreds of times.

Mantu seemed to have much better regenerative abilities than him. Just as the waves clean up the disturbed sand on the beach, Mantu restored his torn shoulder in an instant.

[Oh-oh-oh!]

Would this be how it would feel if a magical dragon in mythology roared? The heavens and the earth were shaking at the sound of loud screams.

It was not an illusion. Huge cracks appeared all over the floor, and a black aura like lava gushed out from within.

The black auras scattered in the air soon formed a cloud. The light source of the flare, still shining bright like a low-flying star, was rolled into darkness.

Kurrrrr!

Black pillars began to rain down relentlessly from the suddenly created clouds.

Unlike black lightning, it poured down like an iron pillar with real mass, to the point that even quite a few high-level demons couldn’t stand it once.

It didn’t take long for the middle of the Central Desert to turn into a hellish landscape. The demons screamed in horror at the falling pillar.

[Soldiers retreat! Only mid-level or higher level demons should form a defensive line!

Don’t get out of the hole, go back as it is!]

Lagatino bit his lip and fired another dark stab. Mantu sat down with holes all over his body, but that was all.

While there was an opening for Mantu, who had lost a part of his body, general-level demons rushed at him.

Every time their weapons were swung, purple blood and flesh fell from Mantu’s body.

At that point, Yuma had no choice but to close his eyes and look away from the fight for a moment.

It was painful to see Mantu suffer, but there was something more horrifying than that.

[Leave it… Haaaaagh!]

It was the general who stabbed a sword into Mantu’s abdomen and was choked.

Mantu was chewing on the general like Amoula was ‘devouring’.

It was difficult for Yuma to keep his eyes open to see Mantu’s monstrous figure devouring a living demon whole.

Mantu used the general as nourishment to regenerate the body. No matter how excellent the body regeneration was, the speed was slow because the whole body was torn.

[Mantu! Realize who your master is! The one who saved you was Amanjo-sama!]

It was a cry close to a scream. However, the more Mantu was wounded, the more he became like a beast, and now he only made strange sounds like kyaoouk kyaak.

shed! Mantu’s fist hit Lagatino’s chest. Lagatineau’s spear was stuck in his face.

Ragatino’s armor shattered, and the splattered fragments were again embedded in Mantu’s body.

The one that fell out was Lagatino.

Even though the armor absorbed much of the impact, his chest lay flat with broken bones.

[Kuh…!]

Lagatino also had the ability to regenerate as much as he became a demon. Of course, it didn’t have the same monstrous regenerative power as Mantu, but it seemed to be on the level of a troll.

Woo woo woo!

And at that moment, a pillar fell directly on Yuma’s forehead.

As Tulka hurriedly moved aside to avoid the pillar, the next pillar immediately aimed for Yuma.

Yuma jumped off the tulka and swung the Ascalon. The solid column of black aura split in half as softly as a radish.

It wasn’t Mantu, it was the pillar he was dropping.

However, Yuma felt goosebumps as if he had been cut somewhere in his chest.

Ragatino sat down and recovered his chest, catching his breath, and Mantu also regenerated his mop-up body.

The column continued to fall, but the battle fell into a lull for a while.

Five or six poles were driven into the hill where Yuma was located. As the sand dune collapsed, Yuma’s eye level naturally matched Mantu’s.

“It was hard to watch you any longer…

Yuma slowly walked towards Mantu.

Just like Mantu, who knocked himself down during training. As if asking a question if you didn’t feel anything.

Even from a closer look, the mischievous face resembling a monkey was no longer in the world.

Yuma activated Sword Eye and glared at Lagatino, who was watching from behind.

“And watching the ugliness of you guys who turned great heroes into berserkers!”

Shaak! Like the sails of a sailboat, the huge Aura Blade pierced through the demons and reached Ragatino.

Lagatineau did not dare to stop and avoided the danger by rolling his body ugly.

“Ragatino Rollmandi! Come on you son of a bitch! I am Yuma Drake. I have killed your brother, and I have destroyed your family!”

You got the name Drake by killing your brother!

A thick vein stood out on Yuma’s neck. As much as that damn Lolmandi scum insulted Mantoo, I wanted to crush his pride in some way.

“Was the only one who chose to turn his back on the family as a pawn of the demons!”

Every time Yuma stepped on the ground, the sand turned over. Mantu just stood there with empty eyelids wide open.

Lagatino, on the other hand, glared at Yuma with bloodshot eyes, his face all distorted.

[I accepted his power to kill you and restore the family’s honor…]

Darkness began to set on Lagatino’s spear again.

“Seeing you, I know for sure. Roll Mandy. Those scumbags who were once praised as the Kyle family do not even know what the essence of the word ‘honor’ is.”

[You will be dedicated to Amanzo today!]

The words were hearty, but Ragatino was already cornered.

As Yuma approached by using speediers in succession, Lagatino had no choice but to rush to defense with an awkward posture, unable to straighten his back properly.

“To give up one’s soul just to gain this kind of power. You pitiful bastard!”

Before ten battles had passed, Yuma created an opening.

If he had fought in perfect condition, he would have already been hit by Mantu’s fist and could not be Yuma’s opponent while he was regenerating his body.

To make matters worse, even the pillars that Mantu was dropping fell into an unfavorable position for Lagatino.

Ragatino was in danger of running out of neck after not being able to properly deploy the darkness stab.

Hwareuk! It was the moment when Yuma, who momentarily summoned Amula, was about to land the final blow.

Mantu, who had been hardened like a stone statue, attacked Yuma from behind. Yuma could feel a different kind of desire from Mantu, who had only shown destructive desire all along.

It was possessive.

Mantu moved his hands wide open as if to grab Amoula.

As much as he became a demon, he seemed to have an extreme reaction to Aquila, the sword of death.

Fortunately, Yuma turned around quickly and was able to break his jaw with his elbow using the taijutsu he learned. I felt a heavy sensation of breaking my jawbone.

‘Even though my whole body was torn, I was fine. I can’t help but feel like this.’

I really don’t want to hit you.

Yuma managed to turn away from that feeling, smashing his clown with black and slashing his side with Ascalon.

[Kyaha!]

Mantu took a step back and increased the distance, and this time Lagatino stabbed him again from behind.

Yuma twisted his neck with a reaction speed close to foreknowledge, just like Marlon did in the match against Heize. Drops of blood splattered, but he was able to avoid getting his throat pierced.

‘I can’t use something!’

As the black fire faded and Amulla disappeared, Mantu tilted his head.

However, it did not stop attacking Yuma, but it was no different from that of an angry beast.

Ragatino was blown away by the gusts of Mantu’s fist. More than 50% of the demons had succeeded in retreating.

In the meantime, Lagatino conserved his strength, perhaps intending to use Mantu to buy time.

‘Fighting Mantu is like doing only good things for them.’

Having made that decision, Yuma decided to make the most of the taijutsu he had learned so far.

Mantu’s taijutsu basically presupposes ‘making the opponent unable to move’.

With a little application of that, he could adjust the opponent’s hitting position.

Yuma received Mantu’s attack and began to guide him in the direction of the demons’ den.

At the same time, he did not let go of Lagatino, who kept trying to hide himself, but it was a hectic affair.

It was a real brawl. It wasn’t a firefight, but thick drops of sweat fell from Yuma’s forehead like rain.

Still, Yuma’s judo was successful.

Mantu constantly burst into demon burrows and swept across the battlefield. Considering the loss of troops alone, it could already be called a great victory.

My vision was blurring because of the sandstorm.

Yuma didn’t miss the particles of aura that secretly seeped into the sandstorm.

Lagatineau had been aiming for this from the beginning and deliberately pretended to be weak.

“Walking in the fog… Don’t you know that Lagatino Rollmandi, the traitor Hayes, was hit by me for wearing this?

You stupid bastard.”

Wedge!

A spearhead poked out from somewhere in the fog.

Yuma grabbed the spear blade with her bare hands as it was about to pierce Mantu’s back and up to her own chest.

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