Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 41

Devil’s Holy Sword (2)

Chii….

Steam fills my eyes. A fishy smell rises from the throat.

Dallen laughed lowly, spitting out the blood that had collected in his mouth.

“Phew.”

Steam blows out from the slightly opened mouth.

Although his arm was strangely twisted and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Dallan was not in a bad mood.

That was because he was seeing the effects of the physical strength he had built up so far.

Chii-

The aftereffects of dragon blood are starting to creep in as the damaged internal organs and right arm are regenerated.

Nevertheless, the level of fatigue I am currently experiencing can be recovered in an instant with just a few hours of sleep.

Even considering that you have to hold out until you leave the labyrinth, you can still use the area at least once more.

Considering that he had spent several days fighting against the Great Apostle, whose strength level was lower than now, it could be said to be a huge improvement.

In addition, perhaps due to the increased strength, the power also became noticeably stronger.

If this blow had been delivered to the great apostle now, he would have evaporated without even being able to utter his last words.

“Ugh! Ugh….”

Of course, unlike the great swordsman who summoned at most a part of the devil, what is in front of him now, no matter how insignificant, is the devil itself.

Because it was a different being, it did not die with one hit.

Cheeeeee…….

Beyond the smoke emanating from the whole body.

The devil’s body is seen groaning and struggling.

The left half of the guy’s body was missing.

Internal organs spill out from the upper body, with about a third of it torn off. The left leg was also blown off below the knee.

A devil with a half-cut horn and a distorted face.

The guy crawled backwards with his two remaining arms and shouted in disbelief.

“Playback does not play. Could it be that they have achieved territory? “How could a mercenary who just entered the labyrinth do that?”

The blood flowing from its gigantic body forms a puddle. The internal organs came rushing out from the torn off upper body.

The lost blood and internal organs themselves seemed to be instantly regenerated within the body, but the situation was different for the half of the body that was cut off by Dallen.

Just as the disappeared shoulder is about to grow again.

Rumbling –

the shoulder blades crunch and shatter with a subtle sound of thunder.

Even at the moment when nearly half of my blown-off ribs were trying to regenerate.

Crack! Crash!

Tiny flashes of light pounded the growing bones and internal organs into powder.

A sight where the intention created by the realm itself blocks the devil’s regenerative power.

Dallen pulled out his sword and shield with a fierce smile on his face and trudged into the cavity.

At that time, I heard Lucia muttering.

“…Barret.”

what? That paladin?

Dallen glanced back. Lucia stood as if frozen in place, staring intently at one side of the cavity.

As I follow his gaze, my senses that were previously focused on the devil and myself instantly expand.

A realm of superhuman sensation that extends to the end of the cavity.

At the end, a vague presence is captured.

A knight in armor standing in the dark like a stone statue with his eyes closed.

The armor was scratched, had holes, and were tattered, as if it had been through a fierce battle, and an ominous aura was leaking from the chain around its neck.

Then the devil shouted.

“My faithful Fallen Knight! “Stop them!”

The knight opened his eyes at those words.

At the same time, the chain around his neck began to emit a purple glow.

A colorful glow flows from the blurry eyes, and the bones and muscles of the body, which had been static, begin to wriggle and get ready to pop out.

Clap.

The armor rubs and makes a hissing sound.

Sreung –

The new form of the knight with his sword drawn escaped Dallen’s senses for a moment.

“…!”

A sixth sense alarm that rings throughout the body at the same time.

Dallen instinctively swung his sword.

Whoa!

A loud noise that you can’t imagine coming from iron colliding.

The moment the sword strikes collide, huge flames scatter and the body of the fallen knight is thrown into the hollow.

Kkkkwang- kurrr.

The wall he was stuck in cracked, and the stone on the ceiling collapsed.

Dallen glanced down at his feet. The stone floor beneath his feet was long and deep like a furrow.

A mark so deep that it submerges up to the ankles, created by just one collision.

Although he had a clear advantage in strength, the fallen knight’s physical abilities also showed that he was far beyond the norm.

Kurrrrr!

As if the durability of the body was also extraordinary, the fallen knight broke through the rubble and stood up.

“…….”

Unlike the devil, there was no rhetoric.

The guy rushed at Dallen and started attacking him.

***

Whoosh –

A sword imbued with dark light stabs. Dallen kicked it away with his shield and swung his sword.

Teuong!

The knight, who deflected the stab with the blade, spun his body around and brilliantly cut into Dallen’s thigh.

Dallen responded simply. He kicked the shoulder where the cutting motion began.

Quang!

A powerful kick shatters the shoulder plate. The fallen knight, whose shoulder blade was immediately dislocated, hurriedly retreated.

Dallon did not miss. He followed suit and lowered his sword.

Cough!

However, the shoulder that had fallen in the meantime was reattached, and the fallen knight skillfully pulled away Dallen’s sword.

and.

Kaga-ga-gang!

In a split second, dozens of battles went back and forth.

Was he truly a knight worthy of everyone’s respect, as Lucia said?

The fallen knight’s skillful footwork and swordsmanship were enough to dazzle even Dallan’s senses.

Nevertheless, Dallon was in control of the offense.

In terms of technology, the fallen knight’s swordsmanship was far superior, but Dallen was superior in basic strength and speed.

Kwazijic! Okay!

The knight’s armor was torn and shattered several times by the destructive tip of the sword.

But the fight was hardly concluded.

The moment the knight’s corrupted sacred tattoo radiated a gloomy light, the wounds healed as if they had never happened before.

An incredible self-repairing power that rivals the devil’s regenerative power. Dallen clicked his tongue briefly.

‘It’s difficult.’

A knight with the power of a corrupted sacred tattoo was an opponent that could never be taken lightly.

Expert swordsmanship, superhuman physical strength, and even regenerative abilities comparable to those of the devil.

Of course, the power of the Holy Tattoo was not permanent, so given time, it could be slowly overpowered.

The problem was that the current battle was a race against time.

“Ugh, bodies abandoned by the soul! Be a part of me!”

Inside the magic circle drawn in the center of the cavity.

The devil began to repair the bodies of the explorers lying around.

Like iron filings attracted to a magnet, torn and crushed corpses gather together to form huge limbs in an instant.

It may be nothing compared to his original body, but in any case, the moment he restores his body, Dallon will face demons and fallen knights together.

In that case, no matter how much he did, he couldn’t guarantee a 100% chance of winning.

‘But it’s foolish to use the area to catch a fallen knight.’

Territory is a powerful card, but it cannot be overused.

His physical strength is still far behind his strength.

Considering my current physical condition, I could only use the area card once.

Even considering the devil’s unique endless regenerative power, that one time had to be used to finish off the devil.

Go go go go!

Even as their heads spin, the sharp sword strikes aimed at each other’s vital points are endless.

Sparks fly in all directions and the surrounding floor is torn up with countless sword marks.

Wow!

At the end of the wave of sword strikes, powerful blows struck each other.

It was the moment when the fallen knight took a few steps and the barbarian warrior took a step back.

Hwaak –

The surroundings suddenly become brighter. The fallen knight hesitated and retreated.

Pure and bright light radiating from the sacred tattoo.

Lucia walked with that light all over her body and took a seat next to Dallen. She said.

“I’m sorry Dallen. “Unexpected circumstances…I lost my mind for a moment.”

Dallen laughed lowly without turning his head.

“Have you come to your senses now?”

“yes.”

Her voice was firm.

Slurp.

A hand filled with light pulls out a sword. The tip of the pure white sword pointed at the fallen knight.

“Lucia Castachald, a trainee knight of the Holy Knights who protect the cracks in the continent and an inquisitor who eradicates evil within the order, is now executing the corrupted Holy Knight Barrett who has been tainted by demons.”

Hwareuk.

Her sword begins to burn with divine power.

Not an ordinary shimmer of divine power, but an intense white brilliance that flashes like a flame.

The ‘White Flame of Danma’ that only the Knights’ Interrogators can learn.

The flame that was only used against evil cultists and demons was burning in her sword body.

“Keuuuu.”

Is it because of that dazzling brilliance?

The fallen knight’s face, which had been expressionless until now, became distorted as he looked at Lucia.

Dallen nodded and patted her shoulder.

“I’ll leave your back to you.”

“yes.”

He left the two knights behind and slowly approached the center of the cavity.

Before we knew it, the devil had restored most of its severed body and looked like a half-corpse giant.

The guy said.

“Hehehe. Do you mind if I entrust your back to such a brat paladin?”

A grin curling the corners of one’s mouth. The guy pointed behind Dallen with his chin.

As if the two knights had begun to clash, a series of loud noises and shocks were making shallow noises on the ground.

If I wanted, I could have stretched out my senses and looked at the situation.

“I believe in a demon slayer.”

Dallen didn’t do that.

“A demon slayer? “You mean that kid?”

The devil asks in a questioning tone. Dallen put down his shield without saying a word.

The devil wiped the doubts from his face and smiled proudly.

“Hahaha! I understand your earnest heart, but it is foolish to cling to an empty nickname. Since ancient times, strength is not tied to the name that is revealed, on the other hand, my fallen knight was originally a strong person who could defeat even me.”

The devil spoke, his black eyes without whites shining.

“If his colleagues hadn’t betrayed him after a fierce fight, or if I hadn’t used Halman’s chain, my old secret, I wouldn’t have been able to capture him. However, the power of the corrupted holy object has now consumed his entire body. “The paladin who was once perfect before God has now become my completely corrupted servant.”

Dallen held the sword with both hands without saying a word. Right foot slightly back. Move your left foot forward slightly as if dragging it on the floor.

The devil grinned as he watched him take his stance.

“I read my star gaze and know you well. He is a mercenary who has used a shield and a sword his whole life, and a warrior who defeated Enaxagus’ minions with the fighting skills of the empire. “It was unexpected that you achieved territory, but isn’t your essence in swordsmanship?”

Kiiing –

The devil raised his hand.

An ominous sound emanated from its palm, and darkness overflowed from above, forming into the shape of a large sword.

“I, Golacap, the demon of torn flesh and jagged sword, will teach you the lesson of death.”

“hey.”

“Hehe, do you have a will?”

the devil asked. Dallen responded with an annoyed look on his face.

“I’ve been thinking about this since I saw the boss fight cutscene. Don’t you think you talk too much?”

That’s the last word.

Hum –

He took a breath.

A short, concentrated breathing method, unlike the usual deep breathing.

At the same time, a haze-like energy rises from both shoulders.

Seuuu-

the energy running up the arm and touching the sword.

At that moment, a strange sensation came up from my fingertips and up my arm.

A sword held with both hands.

The feeling that the sword that I normally swung so lightly had become heavier than anything in the world.

Hwii!

Dalen raised the sword, fully feeling its weight, and lowered it diagonally.

Naturally, the line drawn by the overwhelming weight was extremely simple.

“huh? What-”

The moment the devil tilted his head and raised his sword at the strange flow of magic power created by Dallen’s body.

Blah blah blah!

The sword of darkness he had raised made a loud roar and then exploded.

The shattered sword of darkness becomes a storm of magical power and attacks the devil’s upper body.

The body that had been barely recovered from hundreds of corpses was torn apart literally in an instant.

The devil staggered back, half of his body turned into a rag.

“Whoa…what is this?”

The devil stammered. It looked like he had lost all his long-winded words.

Dallen lifted the sword he held with both hands over his shoulder, a haze-like energy covering his entire arm.

He said.

“Let’s get together again, you chattering devil.”

Kwaaaang!

And then the flagstone on the floor shattered and his new model disappeared.