Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 42
Devil’s Holy Sword (3)
Huung –
A fallen knight’s steel sword struck down with a gloomy energy.
Kang-!
The sword covered in pure white flame clears it and uses its momentum to push it towards the shield.
Teuong!
However, the dark energy emanating from the fallen knight’s hand canceled out the shield’s momentum.
Immediately afterwards, the fallen knight pushes the shield aside and stabs the sword again.
Kagagak!
Swords collide, sword bodies and guards become entangled, and a brief struggle of power ensues.
And after a while.
Kaga-ga-gang-!
The moment the balance of power is broken, the entangled swords are released and dozens of sword strikes collide.
A dance between a steel sword overlaid with ominous energy and a white sword burning with the flame of divine power.
Each line and plane drawn by the dance was a deadly swift sword aimed at each other’s neck and heart.
Kaga River! Kang!
Strangely, the movements of the two swords were strangely similar.
In fact, this was natural.
Lucia’s sword combines the fast and flexible swordsmanship unique to the Holy Knights with dazzling movements thanks to the power of the sacred tattoo.
This is because it was originally a work of art modeled after the unique swordsmanship created by Paladin Barrett during his time as a trainee knight to suit her.
‘Traitor bastard.’
Lucia glared at the fallen knight with bloodshot eyes.
Feelings of betrayal and anger swirl through her mind.
In an acute tug-of-war where one’s life is at stake, it is impossible to suppress one’s emotions with faith and reason as usual.
The tragic downfall of someone she had once admired created a complicated vortex in her heart.
“You were the only person who could do this!”
As she screamed until her throat was bloodshot, she recalled old memories from her days as a Holy Knight.
Paladin Barrett was a unique person from his time as a trainee.
During the notoriously harsh physical fitness evaluation, he always took first place.
At a time when my classmates had not even learned the basics of swordsmanship, I alone defeated the trainee instructor with just one sword.
He is also very religious, so of course he stays at the chapel for hours every day after work.
Regardless of his classmates or seniors or juniors, if anyone was looking for him, he would rush over and help them wholeheartedly.
By the time he became a trainee knight, there was no one within the Holy Knights who did not know his name.
There were many people who were excited that he was being mentioned as a candidate for the next knight commander.
He was like that.
“But why!”
Kaga-ga-gang!
Exactly fourteen sword strikes that pierced through a split second of time.
The sword and sword clash and sparks fly.
“Why did you appear in front of me like this!”
Actually, she knew too.
Barrett’s only fault for being betrayed by the punitive force and captured by the devil was that he fought with desperate determination.
At the end of it all, Halman’s chain wrapped around his neck was a powerful holy object that even the knight commander would find difficult to resist.
“Shouldn’t you have run away instead? “Couldn’t have asked for support!”
Nevertheless, Lucia had no choice but to shout.
A question that does not demand an answer but is more like venting one’s anger.
“Why on earth did this result come out? why…!”
Why do you make me point a sword at your neck?
Grumble!
White flames engulf the entire sword.
The white flame of a Danma indicating the status of an interrogator.
Since she had inherited the white flame, her status was that of an interrogator rather than a trainee knight.
And the first task of the inquisitor is to eradicate the evil within the knights.
Even if the evil is a colleague he respected.
All the White Flame of the Holy Knights could do was collect the supplies of their former colleagues.
Wow!
For the first time, the fallen knight’s sword bounces.
The feast of flames burning on Lucia’s sword was now enough to completely obscure the original appearance of the smooth sword body.
Kaga River!
The fallen knight’s chest was wide open from the powerful attack that followed.
Lucia’s sword flashed, the hard plate armor split, and a long scar was carved on her chest.
Grumble!
White flames spread along the scar.
The white flame instantly devoured the flesh and blood, turning it into a handful of ash and scattering it in the air.
I managed to prevent the corrupted sacred tattoo from emitting intense light and spreading the flames throughout my body.
Crrrrr.
The fallen knight groaned lowly. He glanced down at the wound and took a stance regardless.
“… a dog like a dog.”
Lucia looked at it with mixed emotions.
Her eyes were sparkling and burning like white flames.
“okay. “You just stay here.”
Clutter.
The moment she finished speaking, the flagstone beneath my feet cracked.
Whoops!
The two knights clashed once again.
***
Unlike the fierce battle between the two knights, the fight between the demon and the warrior was one-sided.
Kwaaaang!
The sword of darkness created by the devil was helplessly shattered by Dallen’s sword as he leapt and broke the floor.
“Kwaaaak!”
The sword wind of the crushing sword and the shattered fragments of darkness were caught up, and the devil was hit directly by the storm five or six times.
Half of the restored body instantly turned into pieces of meat and disappeared before the power of the crushing sword.
“Now just a moment. “Let’s negotiate for a moment… ugh!”
The demon, who had spilled his guts again, asked for conversation, but Dallon only waved his sword in silence.
Although it cannot be compared to the use of territory, the destructive power of the crushing sword itself was by no means weak.
‘No matter how low your skill level is, you can never ignore the power of the skill level itself.’
Lapantella’s Crushing Sword is a C-grade skill.
It was an ability equivalent to the regenerative factor of dragon blood, which had allowed him to overcome the danger of death several times.
After being hit a couple more times with the crushing sword, the demon fell down on the magic circle carved in the center of the cavity.
As if from the first blow, dark internal organs spill out from the torn side.
However, the difference from then is that now there is no body left in the cavity to block it.
The devil shouted in an oppressed voice.
“Ugh, how can I have the martial arts of the empire and the sword of the knight kingdom at the same time? “I mean, how was it possible to keep such technology hidden from the gaze of the stars in the first place?”
Dallen chuckled. He was a clever guy.
The devil was naturally crawling to the center of the magic circle, even though his mouth was fluttering endlessly.
If you look at it without thinking about it, it’s just a gesture of running away in pain.
However, in the direction he was crawling towards, there was a holy sword that had lost all of its sacred power.
Dallen walked leisurely and blocked his path. He said.
“You suck at skills, bastard.”
“Suki? “What is that?”
The devil’s words could not continue any longer.
The sword wielded by Dallon cut off the devil’s neck.
Dallen dropped his tattered sword on the floor in front of the demon’s body, which tried to regenerate its head even after it fell off.
A tightly clenched fist. A view of the snowy mountains seen from within.
With the sound of thunder crashing down from the snowy mountain, he stretched out his fist.
Rumbling!
And the next moment, all that was left before my eyes was a large amount of sticky blood and pieces of meat.
“Whoa.”
Hot steam erupts from the entire body. This is the second time the area has been used in this fight.
My physical strength was barely within the limit.
Only after his crooked arm had regenerated to a certain degree was Dallen able to look back at the two knights.
“hmm.”
And he tilted his head slightly.
Damn it! Awesome!
Two swords clashing violently. Victory was still in the hands of the fallen knight.
But it wasn’t the same as the first time.
The fallen knight’s movements were quite unsightly compared to when he first clashed with Dallan.
On the other hand, Lucia’s sword strikes were sharper and stronger than before.
Therefore, it was no exaggeration to say that the battle between the two knights was only slightly tilted and that it was almost an equal fight.
‘Could it be that he has grown and caught up to the capabilities of the fallen knight in such a short period of time?’
That thought occurred to me at that moment.
But Dallon quickly shook his head.
Surprisingly, it was true that Lucia’s capabilities were growing in real time.
However, it was still a long way to catch up with the fallen knight who had clashed with Dallan.
Nevertheless, the reason the fight between the two knights was equal was because the fallen knight was not able to use his full power.
‘No, precisely because he is suppressing his own power.’
Whoops!
Swords clash. Lucia’s body swayed greatly.
At that moment, one of the fallen knight’s sacred tattoos became blurred.
Awesome!
And in the next clash, Lucia had a slight advantage.
‘He is suppressing his own power and forcing Lucia to grow.’
Dallen’s eyes turned to the fallen knight’s neck.
The chain wrapped around his neck was an item he was familiar with.
‘Halman’s Chain.’
Originally, it was a powerful holy object that subjugated the person it bound, but as it became corrupted, powerful magic energy was added to its original function.
Even the current Dallon would not have the capacity to resist that corrupted holy relic.
Because it was such a powerful item, there was no way for Barrett to escape evil, no matter how outstanding a paladin he was.
‘Still, are you using all your last remaining will to suppress your own power?’
There is nothing you can do about the power of holy things.
However, the power of the original body corrupted by that holy object is a separate matter.
Even at this moment of corruption, Barrett was suppressing that power with his own will and encouraging Lucia’s growth.
‘Since he has already crossed the irreversible river, would he rather burn his life for his comrades?’
A truly noble will.
It was a mindset that could be said to be the standard of a paladin.
Even as Dallan was having such thoughts, the fight between the two knights became more and more intense.
Yep!
The sound of two swords clashing was no longer the ordinary sound of metal rubbing against metal.
Quad deuk!
With each brilliant step they take, the flagstone they step on breaks into pieces.
Crrrrr!
The fallen knight, with burning scars all over his body, tore the corners of his mouth and howled.
Dallen looked as if he was smiling.
I was happy that my last moments could be sacrificed for my colleagues.
And the smile of pride in a colleague who uses that sacrifice as a stepping stone to reach greater heights.
Crack.
Lucia, who had been pushing fiercely, lowered her sword.
It seemed like she too had realized the true intentions of the fallen knight, albeit a little late.
“You fucking bastard…”
A trickle of blood flows from his bitten lip.
The sacred tattoo, which was emitting light in all directions, was slowly reducing the intensity of the light at some point.
The brightness, which was dazzling even if you were nearby, has faded.
What took its place was a pure white light flowing softly.
The brightness itself became weaker, but the pressure felt from that faint light was twice as strong as before.
Crrrrr.
Lucia slowly raised her sword in front of the fallen knight who raised his eyebrows with a frown.
The angled shield lay at an angle next to the sword in front.
As she posed, the sacred tattoo surrounding her eyes on her face began to shine for the first time.
Take a deep breath.
Her body was shot.
Bye!
Her new form flies like an arrow of light and passes by the fallen knight.
The fallen knight did not resist.
He did not lift his sword or move his body to dodge.
Clap.
The chain around his neck fell weakly to the floor.
The purple energy of the chain slowly blinks and then disappears.
“Phew…”
The paladin, who had regained his wits, let out a light sigh and his sacred tattoo regained its original, pure light.
A paladin muttering his mouth as if trying to say something.
and.
Burning –
a fierce flame burned from the scar that separated his shoulder and pelvis, engulfing his entire body.
The paladin did not utter a single groan until it turned into black ash and flew around.
Soon enough, all that remained was the tattered paladin’s armor, sword, and dark chain.
The trainee knight, who had fulfilled his duty by condemning the corrupt knight, lowered his head without being able to look back at the memento.
“Stupid bitch…Why can’t you just say something like that until the very end…”
A muttering like a moan escaped from the drooping blonde hair.
“It would have been nice to see you.”
Dallen, who was silently watching the scene, responded to the muttering in a calm tone.
“Sometimes a swear word from a friend can be a bigger farewell gift than a lot of rhetoric from people.”
“…….”
There was no answer.
However, the slight trembling of the paladin’s shoulders was the answer.
“…….”
The area was more miserable than ever before.
Down the long flowing blonde hair.
Clear water droplets fell one by one.
***
“Barret has done his bidding.”
On the balcony with colorful decorations. The knight who was looking up at the sky said.
“Golakap is dead too.”
An old woman wearing a hood next to him also spoke.
“I’m not interested in idiots like that. “He’s just a piece of chess.”
“Cluck cluck. “To call a devil a fool is indeed the spirit of a vice-captain of the Holy Knights.”
“You’d better watch your mouth.”
The knight glared with brilliant eyes shining. But the old woman didn’t stop giggling.
“Isn’t it you who should be careful, not me? “If it becomes known that the vice-captain of the Holy Knights is someone who reads fortunes by looking at the stars, communicates with witches, and uses the devil to corrupt promising knights and holy swords at the same time—.”
“So what I’m saying is, be careful with your mouth.”
Saaaa…
The knight raised his hand. Then, a blue-white energy extended from the fingertips and slowly tightened the old woman’s neck.
At that moment, the old woman’s yellow eyes shined under the hood, and a dark wind blew inside the balcony.
A bluish-white energy and a damp wind that instantly entangles the body.
The two people’s eyes met and there was a dead silence for a moment.
It was the old woman who raised the white flag first.
“Anyway, this old man has a free mouth. Please take a look. “How hard I helped with that work.”
The dark, humid wind blows away as if it had never happened before. The knight also lost his energy and lowered his hand. He said.
“Don’t even think about teasing me with that dirty tongue. “Isn’t this all for the sake of four years of mean plans?”
“Tsk.”
The old woman grunted and walked to the end of the balcony.
She said, naturally standing on the balcony railing.
“I told the mother in the cave well. No matter when you visit, she will welcome you. In return, please send me to the cabin as always.”
“I will personally visit and check the price before sending it to you.”
“Like that.”
Whilick.
The old woman’s body fell down the balcony. Once she was out of sight, the knight turned his gaze to the sky.
“Despite the heavenly energy being so dizzy, the task of corrupting just one holy sword ended in failure?”
He slowly stroked the handle of the sword at his waist.
“Now that even the fallen knight I had prepared with great care has fallen, there is only one place for this body to go.”
The driver looked at the sky a little more and walked into the building.
On the balcony where he disappeared.
A gentle breeze blew out of nowhere, carrying away the faint ash that remained on the floor.