Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 181

181. Aura (3)

#181

[It’s much more amazing than I expected. How does it feel?]

“…It feels like I went back to the past.”

[The past?]

Rin asked in a questioning voice. Instead of answering, Ronan clenched his fists. It was as if his whole body had turned into a sword.

“…there is such a thing.”

I didn’t know if this was the potential Rin was talking about. However, it was very similar to the time of the last battle with Ahayute in the past. A time when he never backed down even though he was carrying a lot of curses.

Looking back, the motive that moved Ronan at that time was not a sense of mission or revenge to save the world, but it was just because it had to be done. Because it was something that should not have happened to the bad guys destroying the world.

“let’s go.”

Ronan tugged at the hilt. As the pile of rocks that had been cut off by the sword collapsed, the setting sun poured down on his face. I felt a power that I had never been able to deal with spread through my heart.

****

Hooked! La Mancha pierced Darman’s chest. A white blade protruded from behind. The skewered Darman vomited blood. His feet lifted off the ground as Ronan pushed his sword forward and lifted it upwards.

“Keoouk!”

“how is it. You are sick too.”

Ronan muttered lowly. Darman returned everything he had done to Rin. Thick blood was pouring down his face, but Ronan didn’t mind and twisted the blade. Cadeuk. A scream of pain erupted from his mouth as the blade ripped through his flesh. Darman, barely breathing, glared at Ronan.

“This is…!”

Ronan’s face was so calm that he seemed calm. There was no emotional agitation in the eyes that shimmered in the same color as the sunset. He stared into Darman’s eyes and opened his mouth.

“Don’t think about dying gracefully. Because I have a lot to ask you.”

Darman felt goosebumps running down his spine. He was a completely different person from just a moment ago, when he was just a kid running wild with blood. The killing spirit that could only be felt from a butcher or a soldier who was obliged to kill was emanating from Ronan.

‘I can’t win.’

Darman gritted it. I had to admit the reality that I couldn’t reverse the win or loss. It wasn’t just because Ronan’s skills suddenly improved.

If he had only been pushed back by his skills, there would have been plenty of ways to overcome the situation. After all, the swordsman’s fight beyond a certain level is decided by a moment of carelessness or hunting. It was on the same principle that Darman was able to deliver a single blow to a monster called Jaipa.

What frustrated him was Ronan’s aloof attitude. I couldn’t see any gaps. Trained by countless trainings, he could easily predict the future in which Ronan would pull out all the information he needed to get out of him and then tear him to pieces.

‘I don’t know why, but my strength is being suppressed.’

Besides, that wasn’t the only problem. For some reason, I couldn’t manage mana. It felt like the sword piercing through my intestines was absorbing all the power in my body.

‘If there is only a slight gap…’

This was really the end. Darman’s head grew hot quickly. Neither a strategic retreat nor a trump card was impossible to even attempt in this state. It was good even for a short time, so I had to make a gap. Taking a deep breath, he opened his mouth.

“Ask for help… won’t work.”

“I’m asking something obvious.”

“…also. If so, I will tell you something good as a gift to the underworld.”

Every time Darman spoke, there was a bloody smell. A dry voice escaped from between his lips as he continued to breathe heavily.

“You and I keuh…actually, we are not brothers.”

“what?”

“But why do you think we look alike? huh?”

It took time to understand the meaning. Ronan’s eyes shook slightly. At that moment, Darman grabbed the sword threaded through his stomach with both hands. The blade cut deep into the palm of my hand, but I didn’t have time to worry about that right now.

“Big!”

Darman pulled the blade roughly to the left. At the same time, La Mancha, which was located in the center of the body, pierced his side and came out. The even sharper blade gently cut Darman’s bones and flesh as if it were butter.

Chow! The gap opened, and blood and intestines poured out. Darman fell to the floor and hurriedly rolled over. bang! Ronan’s foot landed where his head had been. As I fell off the sword, I felt my strength return. He hurriedly got up and kicked the ground with his back to Ronan. The red-stained soil surged like waves. In an instant, Darman, who distanced himself from Ronan, shouted delight.

“Keahhhhhhhh… that’s it!”

“To be ugly.”

Ronan frowned. It didn’t look very nice to see them run away while spilling their contents. Because his stamina was exhausted, he swung his sword while standing still. A red crescent moon shot towards Darman.

“A little…just a little more…!”

A sound that sounded like an incantation flowed rapidly from Darman’s mouth. Darman tried to evade by dazzling his feet. If it was originally, it could have been avoided without difficulty, but unfortunately, Ronan’s sword skill was very different from normal sword skills. The crescent moon that reached the location adjacent to Darman exploded and scattered fragments in all directions. Clots of anticipation hit him.

“Quaaaaagh!”

Kwaaang! Darman, who was hit by the splash of sword energy, bounced off as if he was hit by a battering ram. Loud explosions echoed through the crater. Ronan slowly approached the lying Darman. The right leg was not attached to Darman’s body, which had become a mop. Even while he was crawling like a bug, he was talking nonsense.

“Eul…descended…I…

”

Kwajik! Ronan’s foot landed on Darman’s back. The intestines spilled out of the side that had been torn earlier. Darman, unable to move, twisted his body, but Ronan swung his sword without hesitation. A red line was drawn over Darman’s limbs, which were already mangled. It was the moment when La Mancha, who finished his work in an instant, returned to his place. The three remaining limbs were separated from his body.

Chow ah! Along with three bloody fountains, a bone-chilling scream erupted. Ronan, who overpowered him by stepping on his neck, opened his mouth.

“What do you mean? Aren’t they brothers?”

“Hehehehe…well. What does it mean? I only realized it when I saw you today…At first, I thought it was a seed that the cult leader had sown and forgotten…Something fundamental is different…”

Darman said intermittently. A languid smile crept across his lips. It’s not a laughable situation, but did she lose her head because she lost too much blood? Ronan asked, adding more pressure.

“Are you fundamental?”

“…Well, but this one…I think I can tell you.”

Ronan tilted his head. At the same time, Darman clenched his teeth strongly. right! The energy that was manifested around him burst out in ripples. Ronan, bounced off by an invisible force, landed about 50 steps away.

“You bastard, you stopped talking again.”

Ronan raised his head and spat out a curse. Darman’s body was wrapped in pure white waterspouts. The glittering mana spreading throughout the Holy Land made her eyes hurt.

‘It’s a bit dangerous.’

Ronan twitched his lips. The advance payment from Rin was coming to an end. Every time I inhaled, my bones tingled.

“Huh…!”

I don’t know what kind of trick he was doing, but he had to put an end to it this time. Ronan’s mana-enhanced thighs swelled violently. bang! His sword, which leaped off the ground, was about to reach the dragon uphill. A grotesque voice rang out.

【late. Banpoona.]

“What?”

Ronan’s eyes widened. A clear sense of deja vu was felt in Ji-jeo’s low voice, like a water vein. Suddenly, a fist protruded from the tornado and hit Ronan. Kwaaang! He flew to the outskirts of the crater and got stuck in the middle of the stone wall.

“Kuuk!”

Ronan gritted it. Hundreds of iron marbles seemed to vibrate in my head. Even with the sword lying down to defend it, it was such a shock. It was the moment when he immediately removed his body and landed on the floor. The voice from earlier came again.

【I couldn’t even imagine it. I hope you will use this authority. I commend you for pushing me to this point.]

“You…”

Ronan raised his head and stopped in place. Waterspouts were being scattered and mixed with the wind. In the center stood Darman, whose limbs had grown back.

The problem was that it wasn’t the only thing that had changed. Darman’s body was about twice as large as the whole. His skin, which had completely turned white like a snowy field, stood out. A pair of bird-like wings grew from the back of his broad shoulders.

It looked very, very familiar. It couldn’t be compared to the original in terms of size or prestige, but it seemed certain that it received power from some existence. Ronan, who had been frozen, muttered as if possessed.

“Ahayute.”

【You know the name of God. After all, you have something.]

Darman said. It felt like reuniting with a long-lost friend. A startled voice erupted from the direction where the survivors were gathered.

“My God, it’s a monster!”

“What else is that?”

Their faces were contorted with fear. Those who had just eliminated the three men and tried to join Ronan were frozen.

Nabi Rose and Schlieffen, who were the only ones who did not panic, swung their swords. Kwaaang! The dark green crescent moon and the blade of wind flew towards Darman at the same time. Kwaaang! A ground-shattering explosion engulfed his form. Butterfly Roze bit his lower lip.

“Damn it.”

She instinctively noticed that the attack didn’t work. Indeed, when the explosion subsided, Darman appeared in good health. The spherical shield surrounding his body was emitting strong energy that made the surrounding space look distorted. At first glance, it was powerful enough to be incomparable to the flood sword or Ajie’s.

【The strength of a mortal is useless. Don’t you think so?]

“Run away!”

Nabi Roze exclaimed. However, Darman’s target was not them. As he raised his arm, the light around him began to gather around his grip, which had turned white. Before long, a long spear of light was held in Darman’s hand.

“That’s…!”

Ronan narrowed his brows. It was a familiar technique. Darman flew up in a furious wind and threw a spear at Ronan.

【Disappear.】

It felt like a lightning strike in a straight line. A gigantic explosion that was difficult to capture at a glance covered the place where Ronan was. A pillar of light that could have been 30 meters in diameter soared up into the sky. Several of the contestants with their legs undone collapsed into their seats.

“Ronan!”

cried Schlieffen. It was an explosion with no hope of surviving. As the light subsided, a completely destroyed crater was revealed.

[I should have left even the corpse.]

Darman muttered quietly. Blindfolding smoke was rising from the spot where the pillar of light had risen. He was in the middle of flapping his wings in the air and looking down at the place where Ronan had been. Paaa…! Suddenly, through the smoke, the scarlet glow that I had seen earlier burst out.

[Hmm?!]

Darman raised his hand and covered his face. Even though I accepted a part of God, I couldn’t face it. Again, the feeling of being pulled by something unknown ran through my whole body. When he opened his eyes again, he was in the smoke he had been watching.

【What…?】

Darman’s forehead narrowed. It was the moment he was just looking around, unable to hide his bewilderment. An indescribably fierce killing spree pierced the back of the head. Darman hurriedly turned his head and sighed. Ronan, who was ready to draw his sword, was right in front of him.

【What the hell is this…!】

Ronan’s appearance was surprisingly intact. Darman’s face was drastically distorted at the incident that deviated from common sense. Ronan, who was staring into his eyes, spat out a word.

“Sorry, but I’ve dealt with the original as well.”

Darman hurriedly stretched out his hand. However, Ronan’s sword was already touching his neck. La Mancha combined with the holy sword drew a soft arc. A white line was drawn across Darman’s neck. 【

Gagging !】

At least he didn’t scream.”

said Ronan. At the same time, blue blood gushed out from where the sword had passed. Sensing that he couldn’t slash his neck with a single knife, he clicked his tongue. Darman took flight, clutching his wobbly neck.

[Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

Blue blood poured like rain. The moment Darman’s wings unfolded, a gust of wind blew away the smoke at once. Screams broke out again among the survivors. Ronan looked up at him and grabbed the hilt.

“I’m tired of looking up now.”

The blood on his face was cold. Suddenly, the words of Nabi Roze, who was explaining Aura, flashed through my mind. It was said that it constitutes an aura by reflecting one’s ego or desire, but that seems to be the case.

It wasn’t clear, but I guessed a few things. The powerlessness of having to just watch Ahayute run wild through the sky. An obsession with the distance the sword can reach. A story related to Noel, who once talked shoulder to shoulder with Adeshan.

It was probably the last reason that determined the appearance of the ability. Attract the light of the whole world in order not to die. Thinking back on it, it was a word that made sense. Ronan’s mouth opened slowly.

“Come down. different.”

this was the last one Ronan grabbed the hilt. La Mancha’s blade was once again dyed in the color of the sunset. The flash of light that seeped out enveloped Darman, who was flapping his wings and running away. The space was distorted for an instant, and at the same time, a group of lights resembling the setting sun brought him right in front of Ronan’s eyes.

[You bastard…!]

Darman shouted something, but Ronan didn’t answer. His arm flickered for an instant and disappeared. The graceful sword crossed dizzyingly over Darman’s body. It was the moment when he finally stopped the sword attack and brushed off the blood on the sword. Chow ah! Darman’s body, torn into seven pieces, collapsed like an explosion.