Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 538

It’s not a hypersensitivity reaction.

This was a place where no one was allowed to knock or even pretend to be present unless someone was involved. Despite the wooden floor, they split left and right without making a sound, and when those who took their positions signaled, the largest subordinate took off the robe he was wearing and approached the door with his sword hidden behind his back.

The reason why he didn’t stab the sword first was because the knocking sound was unnecessarily cheerful.

What crazed assailant would knock like that before attacking? It could have been that they had really come to know something wrong, or it could have been thieves taking advantage of the chaos in the city to plunder, so a normal response was the priority.

[Even if it’s a thief, bring it in and deal with it.]

The big guy who received the order through the hand signal nodded and opened the door, and there stood a tall knight wearing a helmet.

It was impressive in many ways.

Unlike the clean and very solid-looking helmet, the armor is full of scars, as if it had been forcibly mended after being beaten by five ogres and torn by the claws of a wyvern. It is difficult to infer the original shape of the right shoulder armor, which is made asymmetrically and is larger than the left one.

Even though at first glance it looks serious enough to look like walking scrap metal, if you look closely, the fact that it is still strong enough to perform its functions is attracting attention once more. Because of that, the giant spent the time he should have spent trying to figure out the identity of the unidentified visitor in front of him.

The part he really had to pay attention to was not the mysterious knight, but the demonic surcoat the knight was wearing.

“I suppose asking to borrow a cup of sugar is a step too far?”

As such, the reaction was delayed.

Even the strange words flowing out of the knight’s helmet.

Even with the tremendous divine power bursting out.

As the reaction of the giant was delayed, at the moment when everyone did not recognize the situation in time, only one Soha was able to react… but

even that was already too late.

“All blood…!”

It was faster for Soha to pierce the gigantic body and sink into the interior ceiling as a spear that escaped from the knight’s hand than Soha shouted.

Despite the sudden surprise attack, which was difficult to follow with the naked eye, the other subordinates were able to pull out their swords because they were elite.

But this time, that quick reaction turned into a handshake.

-Puong!

As he drew his weapon to check the attack that killed his ally, at the end of countless gazes reflexively directed at the ceiling, the spear made with the Holy Law exploded, emitting a tremendous light and roar that erased even the shadow.

“Huh!!”
“Keep it off!”

Soha could tell that his subordinates were incapacitated by the just-sentence technique with the screams that came out simultaneously.

They were subordinates who could be sure that they would not let go of their swords even if a spear flew into their shoulders, and even the sound of weapons dropping continued.

The reason Soha didn’t look like them was not because the impact of the Seongbeop was harmless, but because he was only staring at the enemy, based on the confidence that he would win no matter what the enemy attacked.

However, it wasn’t just the same situation, the aftermath was serious. Her eyes have a limited field of vision, as if she were facing the sun, and her eardrums seemed to be ruptured.

It was rather poison that strengthened the body and strengthened the senses. Soha could not close the distance until the unknown enemy kicked the body of his dead subordinate and threw it behind him, drawing his sword.

The price was disastrous. Without missing a short gap of only a few seconds, the enemy’s sword, wrapped in powerful protection, cut the throats of the subordinates attached to the wall with precision as if measured with a ruler.

Soha’s head, which tried to rebalance and approach somehow, was very complicated.

The Special Operations Department is an expert in infiltration and operations.

In addition to tracking, it was never easy to identify the Special Operations Unit or step on its tail, unless you knew the face or encountered it during the operation, as it activates and activates magic tools to kill presence and hide magic at all times.

It was a unit created for the purpose of secretly working for the military, equipping it at a cost so high that it was possible to operate a battalion-sized unit. Even someone the size of Count Leitor couldn’t figure it out, so how did they follow?

‘betrayer.’

I thought it was a really ridiculous hypothesis, but a situation that couldn’t be explained otherwise happened.

The Holy Knight of the Demonic Church, who drove all of his subordinates preparing for an ambush to death in less than a dozen seconds until Soha became enraged at that fact, calmly corrected his stance without showing pride or haste, even though he reduced his number in an instant.

But I don’t feel anything that could be called magical power. All I could feel was the divine power that was evident from being a high-ranking paladin.

In an instant, a human race called the saint of punishment passes through Soha’s mind. The consciousness flowed at will, thinking randomly to catch a clue from the sight in front of it. They seem to be similar in size, but did they wear armor like that? I couldn’t get a good look because of the robe. black? Did you have any weapons?

“Shit…!”

doesn’t come to mind It was natural. There was no way he could remember the every move of a person who had just passed by without thinking.

It could be a bastard, or a penance paladin who periodically trimmed off his horns and covered his face with a helmet. However, finding out the identity of the enemy did not change anything, so now was the time to wield the sword and eliminate the enemy.

In the end, Soha swung his sword, deciding to focus only on the enemy in front of him, putting aside his thoughts.

And in exactly five tens, I realized.

That you can’t defeat him with a sword.

“Where suddenly!”

The fact that the recent bad news that broke out in succession wasn’t everything. An obstruction whose root is unknown and whose cause is unknown.

It gnaws away Soha’s reason to try to figure out the situation as calmly as possible by somehow controlling his emotions.

His adjutant was the first to notice the change.

“Captain Soha! No!”

Soha Shinore.

The two eyes of the trump card called the Demon King’s Spear were stained black, and the space began to distort from the corner of the empty left hand. Although the battles at the crossroads of life and death were coming and going, the action did not lead to Soha’s gap.

It was because the paladin hesitated when he saw the pure white spear protruding from the distorted space.

“Ha, like shameless bastards.”

But for some reason, that hesitation stemmed not from fear, but from anger.

‘Rage?’

He must be feeling that overwhelming power, but how can he get angry…

The adjutant, who didn’t miss the paladin’s muttering while breaking into a cold sweat at the appearance of the Holy Spear twisting the space, I didn’t miss the change of the paladin that followed the chanting.

soaring power. A sword that starts to glow brightly. Divine power that spreads with the momentum to encroach on the surroundings.

In a situation where no matter how optimistic his thoughts were, the adjutant grabbed the puppeteer who was trembling behind him and ran out of the window without hesitation.

“What did you do to the Holy Lance?”

Hero Eldmia Ega.

A disaster that should have been on the front suddenly descended here.

And that, of course, along with Soha Shinore, who was engulfed in anger.

“Epagaaa!!”

The spear held by Soha became a dot and was shot at the hero’s forehead. The blow rips the air, creates shockwaves, and shatters windows and cracks walls before the lieutenant’s body can even touch them.

It was an attack that was not enough to be called a deadly blow fired from close range, but instead of piercing the skull of the hero, the spear scratched the helmet and went off track.

Squeezing through such a momentary gap, the warrior’s sword also pierces Soha’s head, scattering a halo of light like a tail.

Unlike Soha’s strike, which did not properly control the energy that ran amok due to the urge to destroy soared with anger, the warrior’s sword did not tolerate any waste and aimed at Soha. Even the lieutenant, who was swept away by the shockwave, was tongue-in-cheek at the perfection of the blow.

However, the hero’s attack also does not reach Soha. It touched correctly, but did no damage. Because Soha twisted his head, biting the warrior’s sword with his teeth, widening his completely blackened eyes.

In response, the warrior gave his strength to split Soha’s head in half, but he did not move as if he was stuck between black rocks.

No matter how demonic they are, their movements, actions, and strength that are close to eccentricity are called the essence of the result of reinterpreting the blessings that the evil spirit bestowed upon their followers.

The power of an evil god that burns only one emotion as a sacrifice and causes it to cause destruction, and the similar power that only Soha could accept, completed by analyzing the divine power of the gods.

Berserker’s Blessing.

Even the masters who ran amok, using the lost divine power as if it were their own, could not approach it recklessly. No matter how much he is a warrior, he cannot win the current Soho. It was certain that the hero who could not retrieve his weapon would be pierced by Soha’s spear and die.

The adjutant, who reviewed the warrior’s skills by combining the information he had while rolling on the floor, tried to come up with a way to calm Soha out of confidence… “Try this, too.

”

The warrior’s sword emitted a brilliant light faster than that.