Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 57

[ 57. Baidian Mountains (6) ]

#57

“Guaaaaa!”

“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

The double-glazed windows pierced the sound of rain and echoed across the mountains. The twin-headed ogre raised his fist. Ronan, who kicked off the ground and ran out, pulled the hilt of the sword.

‘It should take less than then.’

Ronan rushed to the right of the ogre and swung La Mancha. The feeling of the tip of the knife cutting through the tough skin was transmitted through the fingertips.

At the same time, the ogre’s fist hit the spot where Ronan had been. bang!! The ground was overturned in chunks, and soil that was not yet wet sprang up. The left head, which turned its head a little too late, roared.

“Kwaaaaagh!”

Indeed, La Mancha was a famous sword. A cut like a ruler was carved into the ogre’s thigh. It was a result in contrast to his previous life, in which he had to swing his sword hundreds of times in the same spot to deliver effective hits.

“shit.”

However, Ronan’s expression was not very bright. The wounds weren’t deep enough and the pace was too fast. Within a few seconds, the bleeding stopped, and even what had been buried was washed away by the rain.

At that moment, the ogre’s kick flew straight ahead. Ronan rolled and dodged the attack. Before he could get up, a huge log fell on his head.

“Damn it…!”

It was too late to avoid it. Ronan swung the sword from his seated position. The tree was cut down, revealing the ogre’s bewildered side. Ronan leaped straight ahead and clung to the tree trunk in the ogre’s hand.

“Gwok!”

The ogre placed the log. At the same time, Ronan stepped on a tree branch and jumped up, inserting La Mancha into the ogre’s chest. hooked! About 30% of the blade had penetrated the skin.

“Cheak!”

The ogre hit Ronan with the palm of his other hand as if he were trying to catch a mosquito. As if Ronan had been waiting, he jumped to the floor. puck! As the palm struck the hilt, La Mancha was stabbed deep in the chest.

“Quaaaaagh!”

“Gwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Painful shouts erupted from the two mouths. Seeing as he was coughing up blood, he seemed to have injured his internal organs. Ronan climbed up the ogre’s underwear and grabbed the hilt again.

I had to finish this time. Ronan pulled the hilt down and jumped right in front of the ogre. La Mancha, pulled out like a drag, drew an arc.

Awesome! A red line formed on the forehead on the left side of the head, and blood and brain fluid gushed out. The right head that confirmed the brother’s death opened its eyes wide and screamed.

“Kwaaaaaagh!”

“You should go too.”

squeak. A series of slashes decapitated the right side of the head. I could clearly feel the sensation of my arteries and neck bones being cut. thud! The ogre’s huge body fell backwards. Upon landing, Ronan muttered bitterly.

“It would have been better if I had fought while I was sane.”

As the ogre’s breath stopped, the flickering stigma on his chest slowly faded. Blood mixed with rainwater was running down the slope.

Even though I finished the match that I couldn’t finish, I didn’t feel refreshed. Ronan ran down the mountain road, leaving the corpse of his old rival behind.

The closer they got to the temple, the more desolate the surrounding landscape became. Trees were broken or uprooted. The corpses of wild beasts and ogres were strewn everywhere.

Come to think of it, the tornado and turbulent mana were no longer visible. Ronan, who finally reached his destination, stopped in place.

“…Fuck.”

The ground was overturned like the furrows of a planter. The forest surrounding the temple had turned into a rugged clearing.

Not even a single pillar was left, and the temple could not be found in the destroyed ruins. I was about to move my steps when I heard the voices of a man and a woman over the sound of rain.

“How…how…”

“I told you. It’s about time you grow up.”

It was the voice of Sarante and Brygia. Ronan hurriedly turned his head. I saw Brygia standing in the rain in the middle of the ruins. Perhaps because it was hidden behind her back, Sarante was still invisible.

‘As expected, that bitch…!’

Ronan twitched his lips. He approached Brygia while hiding his presence as much as possible. Sarante’s voice was heard again.

“What did you…do…?”

“That is what I want to ask. Without the protection of the stars, it would have been really dangerous.”

“Blessings from the stars… Another strange power…” As

they got closer to a certain extent, Brygia’s figure came into sight. Ronan, who saw the terrible look, frowned.

The lower left elbow was neatly amputated. Almost all of her clothes were torn, and she was almost naked. Blood was still flowing from the right ear, which was more than half gone. It was a shockingly serious injury to be able to stand still.

“I didn’t know it would be like this either. It’s this kind of power that’s not yet perfect… I think I know why the executives are trying to get promoted while using dragons.”

Even so, Brygia’s voice was cheerful. I felt relieved that it was fortunate that it had ended like this.

So what the hell happened to Sarante? After narrowing the distance little by little, Ronan was finally able to see Sarante.

He was breathing heavily with his back leaning against Seniel’s statue. At first glance, she seemed to be in a better position than Brygia, with both her priestly clothes and both ears intact.

The problem was that the entire lower body was missing. An absurd amount of blood was gushing out from under where the waist was supposed to be.

Ronan’s eyes widened. Reflexively, he pulled the hilt and rushed toward Brygia. Just before the blade touched her throat, Brygia slightly turned her head and smiled as she made eye contact with Ronan.

“Oh, that kid.”

Brygia raised her hand. Kang! La Mancha stopped in vain without being able to cut her. Before I knew it, Brygia’s hand was holding a dagger with black energy. Ronan, who fired a series of sword strikes, shouted as if throwing up.

“You bitch! What have you done!!”

“Thank you so much. It was nice to have a wide back.”

There was no sense of urgency in his smirk. The sword strike was blocked again, but Ronan swung his sword without stopping.

Kang! Kang! Kang! Every time their arms moved, sparks flew in the rain. Brygia opened her mouth while avoiding or blocking Ronan’s attack.

“But why are you here? I saved you at best, but if you do this, you have no choice but to kill me.”

“shut up…!”

Ronan widened his eyes. Probably because it was around the leyline, the flow of mana was scattered all over the place. Among them, Ronan fired a slash along the stream that stretched towards Brygia.

“uh?”

Several times faster sword strikes flew through the raindrops. Sensing the danger, Brygia hurriedly took up a defensive posture. Caang! The dagger, unable to overcome the shock, bounced into the air.

“Keugh!”

“Get lost!”

It was the car Ronan was about to swing the knife again. Suddenly, a bleak aura ran up the back of Ronan’s neck. Ronan, who stopped attacking on instinct, pulled himself back. bang! A huge thorn made of shadows rose right where Ronan was. Brygia’s voice came through the thorns.

“It’s quite a lot.”

“You use fucking skills.”

Ronan, who straightened up, sprinted towards Brygia again. As soon as my feet came off the ground, the thorns rose. At the same time, the air shook and five thorns sprouted from different directions, shooting at Ronan.

Ronan swung his sword while spinning five times. Awesome! The thorns were cut along the sword path, revealing Brygia’s figure. Ronan gritted it. Above her shoulders, black and ominous mana was rising like pitch black. A familiar group of lights shimmered in it like stars in the night sky. A muffled murmur leaked from Ronan’s lips.

“…Nebula Clazie.”

“what? How do you do that…”

Instead of answering, Ronan fired a sword. Brygia dodged the attack by jumping backwards. The shadows that had fallen under her feet climbed up her legs. Her eyes completely changed, and she shot at me with a lifeless voice.

“Where did you hear that name?”

“Your mother told me.”

“…I really can’t keep him alive.”

Brygia swung her one remaining arm like a whip. Wow! The blade of the shadow, so long that you couldn’t even see the end, was fired at Ronan. It was unbelievable skill for a seriously injured person.

“Damn it!”

Ronan raised his sword vertically. The split shadow hit the peak and caused a huge explosion. However, the attack was not over. The thorns, like fingers, rushed at Ronan again. It

pierced Ronan’s shoulder blade.

Blood splattered. The pain surged, but there was no time to hurt. The thorns of the shadows followed Ronan wriggling like vines. They would do anything to narrow the distance, but it was impossible to approach. The car was backing away while cutting off the thorns, and suddenly Ronan’s head Sarante’s voice echoed in.

[Ronan. Step back.]

“Fuck you. Are you alive?”

[Not yet. I’ll buy you time. Take advantage of the opportunity to run away.]

Suddenly, I felt my fingertips tremble. Ronan, who instinctively sensed the danger, turned his back and started running

. Are you bluffing and running away?”

Brygia swung her hand blade with a laugh. The crescent-shaped shadow was shot at Ronan again. Ronan did not cut it, but ducked to avoid it. It was the moment the shadow passed over Ronan’s head. Suddenly, the sky It brightly lit up.

“What?”

Brygia lifted her head, and at the same time, a huge bolt of lightning fell on her head. Quaaaaang! An electric current mixed with mana exploded, covering the son-in-law with a blinding flash. Now was the chance. .Ronan, who turned and ran, grabbed the halved Sarante

.

[Why did you come this way!]

“Then just let me die? And that bitch probably died anyway.”

[Probably not. Put me down and run away right now. You must not let go of the opportunity Seniel gave you.]

“Yes? What do you mean by that?”

Ronan frowned, and then the flash faded and Brygia

appeared

. There seemed to be nothing wrong with her body. She looked like a monster. Something came into Ronan’s eyes as he muttered so much.

“That’s…?”

A translucent membrane was flickering around Brygia’s body. It was a bizarre curtain that gave off a completely different impression from the Mana Shield, but for some reason I felt a sense of déjà vu. Sarante continued as if he was lamenting. [Ah, again this time…

]

” Isn’t that just me? What is that?”

[I call it the ‘Blessing of the Stars’… I’m not sure either. All the attacks that touched it were shed or disappeared.]

“All attacks… don’t work?”

[Yes. I don’t know what kind of power it is, but the status itself has changed. It’s not something you can deal with.]

Ronan shrugged his eyebrows. There was definitely a memory of seeing it before. Brigia, who was breathing, opened her mouth.

” Heo-eok… I can’t let my guard down, Sarante. Heck, I really almost died this time.”

“Coward… Coward…” “Haha

coward … Ugh anyway, your odds of winning are gone…”

She reappeared, gripping her dagger with a full turn, glaring at Ronan and Sarante and saying,

“I’m getting tired of it…hey let’s finish it.”

Shadows gathered under Brygia’s feet. The shadows that climbed up her body covered her body like armor. The shadows that grew from the dagger formed the shape of a longsword. One after another, the space behind her shook and hundreds of thorns formed. appeared, and

anyone could see that it was preparing for the final blow. A tired voice came from under the shadowy helmet.

“My friend’s throat… I have to cut it myself…”

“Ah… ah…”

Sarante, pale as a corpse, let out a desperate drool. He explained that Brygia is virtually invincible while that shield is active. The moment he heard that, Ronan’s eyes widened as if they would pop out. The name of the unforgettable chewy was in my head.

‘Ahayute…!’

remembered The shield surrounding Brygia gave an impression similar to that of the son of a bitch.

Ahayute drained or extinguished all of the attacks except for Ronan. The scattered thoughts came together like a puzzle. A group that worships bald heads. The power of bald heads.

After thinking about something for a while, Ronan whispered to Sarante.

“Sarante.”

[Yes?]

“Can you make a gap just once?”

[What do you mean by that…]

“I don’t even want a thunderbolt like before. Even the smallest things are fine. So…”

Ronan whispered about the strategy he had concocted. Sarante, who was silent with a questioning expression, nodded. At that moment, Brygia’s figure disappeared from sight.

“Goodbye Sarante.”

Ronan concentrated. As time slowed down, the figure of Brygia rushing in came into my eyes. Behind her, thorns that had been shot one step too late were flying through the heavy rain. At the moment of desperation, I heard Sarante’s chanting in my ears.

“…Wind Spear.”

Wedge liquid! A magic circle formed in the air and a spear made of wind shot towards Brygia. At the same time, Ronan jumped out and swung La Mancha.

The distance narrowed in an instant. Ronan was slightly faster. While watching Ronan’s slash and Sarante’s magic, Brigia turned her head towards Sarante’s magic.

It was a very rational and rational decision. It’s obvious that it will be blocked by the divine protection anyway, but it’s natural that the magic of a skilled wizard is more threatening than the knife of a kid I’m seeing for the first time today.

And that decision sealed her fate. La Mancha drew an arc as it tore through the defenses. Suddenly! Brygia’s head soared into the air.