Hunter Academy’s Greatest War God - Chapter 332

Chapter 332

Looking at the unbelievable scenery unfolding in front of her eyes, Adela recalled the text of the quest she had read earlier.

[Quest: Defend Seiden from Sandra’s final invasion.]

[Details-Most of Seiden’s Knights are useless in battle until Sandra is defeated.]

Adela knows what kind of abilities Syndra has and what strategy she has. Everyone knew they were ready.

However, even if he knew any information, Sandra’s power was not something that could be easily countered.

When asked what the omen was, Sandra simply chanted it. Even though he had mad eyes as if he was in rage, he just chanted like this in an insensitive voice.

[I swear in front of my pain. Today is the day of discipline and punishment, so I will use pure blood to summon the moon of restrictions.]

With that word, the sky in broad daylight changed. A red moon rose in the sky, and the blue sea was dyed crimson with a fishy smell.

‘This is not an illusion.’

Adela had the same type of skill, so it was quick to notice. Like her own [Eye Opera], Sandra’s technique was a kind of barrier.

‘But… to implement this level of barrier…’

To those who handle mana, the realization of the barrier is the realization of the symbol and the realization of the mind. Just as the Witch of Winter brought winter to Volterra, the caster of the barrier can never materialize her image and distant landscape.

Then, this bloody landscape is the embodiment of Sandra’s heart and Sandra’s world.

Wiing- As

the red moon in the sky gave off a cool light, Sandra started rhyming in a slow voice.

– You don’t know. That a guy called memory is crueler than the pain of burning his eyes with a heated iron.

Is it the power of the red moon?

Sandra’s voice resounded everywhere in Seyden, from the interior of the kingdom to the surrounding sea.

– Whenever there is even a little silence, it reminds me of the most terrible moment, as if telling me not to forget it.

What a sweet moment of revenge I had been waiting for.

– Rejoice. Under this red moon, you guys will have the same experience as me.

fear. anger. sadness.

As Sandra said, the complex emotions she felt began to spread around, and most of them, except for a few knights with powers of 4th or higher, began to howl like zombies and fall into madness.

Feeling the emotions that Sandra has accumulated over the course of 20 years, in an instant, the road to hell is realized.

Adela closed her eyes in the madness of the battlefield, both enemies and allies.

‘…nothing has changed. Because there was only one thing I had to do from the beginning.’

Adela had to be protected. No, to be exact, Shin Yoo-seong and his colleagues had to take time to deal with Sandra while maintaining the front line.

Former

Adela, battle was just a way to prove that she was alive. Her insensitive chest, which could only feel the pulsation of battle, followed only strong stimuli.

But now it was different.

Adela had feelings. I knew sadness, I knew joy, and there were precious things. Now Adela didn’t have to shoulder everything alone.

‘To trust one’s colleagues.’

Adela smiled as she recalled Shin Yuseong.

“Kill Seiden’s dogs!”

“All charge! Sandra-sama is behind us!”

The mercenaries filling the battlefield charged madly with their weapons, but Adela did not waver even a little.

“The Opera of the Eye.”

He just stretched out his hand and muttered softly, thinking of the cold Volterra winter and the warm, cozy nest.

“Overtura.”

A blizzard that arose as beautiful as water mist hovered around the knights. Tiny ice particles intersected here and there, blowing cold air into the weapons of Adela’s followers.

“I want to defend this front. To do that… we need everyone’s help.”

Against the huge army led by Sandra, Adela’s forces were limited to a small number of knights and women under her direct command. It means that Adela acknowledged that it was not the stage alone that she shared her strength with them.

“…those who are sane, take up arms. Protect yourself what is precious to you that you do not want to lose.”

When Adela finished speaking and raised the sword given to her by Rayona, the members cheered and raised their weapons.

* * *

Although the appearance has changed, Shin Yoo-seong’s posture wearing a black dragon robe and tying his hair symbolized wholehearted power.

‘About 1,000 people to clear the road to where Sandra is. There are about a hundred people guarding it.’

Most hunters would think that Shin Yoo-seong, who was advancing towards the enemy camp alone, was reckless.

Long-range weapons. Huge numbers of troops.

It was common knowledge taught at the academy that a naked martial artist is the most vulnerable position in a war where large armies collide.

But that was just common sense.

Both war and combat are relative. In the face of overwhelming power, common sense was bound to be rewritten.

‘For example…’

Shin Yoo-seong saw a baptism of flames pouring towards him. The long-range attack with fireballs from wizards and flaming arrows from archers was the most effective attack for martial artists who value close combat.

However, the story was different if you had the power to exceed the opponent by a long time.

Swoop-!

Shin Yoo-seong drew a semicircle with one arm and leg and rotated neatly. The baptism of fire hit by the wave lost its power and flowed to the side like rainwater on an umbrella.

‘Ranged attacks become weaker as the distance increases. It can be offset with such a light motion.’

However, if the opponent believed the numbers and tried to engage in close combat, it would be ridiculous. A martial artist’s strength shines in close combat.

“There is only one opponent! Do not be afraid and surround yourself!”

“okay! Keep your formation with your shield at the fore!”

In front of the difference in power beyond common sense, the ideal result was determined by putting common sense first.

‘With this level of skill, numbers are meaningless in close combat.’

Shin Yoo-seong evaded the sharp blade by one edge and punched the opponent. The attack of the spearmen in formation was barely able to reach as Shin Yuseong retreated.

On the other hand, Shin Yuseong continued to advance, distorting the opponent’s armor with every move and cutting off the flow of mana so that he lost consciousness.

“What are you doing! The wire has collapsed on just one person!”

Even if he sensed something strange now, there was no way to change the flow.

‘No matter how many troops I have, at most 10 people will face me directly.’

No matter how many numbers there were, it was meaningless if they did not cause damage. The story was different if concentration was scattered and left a fatal wound, but the opponent was Shin Yoo-seong.

He kept his breath clean with the power of concentration and was laying down his opponent with simple movements.

autumn leaves.

No matter how hard they attacked Shin Yoo-seong, the mercenaries disappeared like leaves falling in the autumn wind.

‘In the case of the knife, it’s much faster to see the movement of the arm.’

one.

‘The window is long but narrow. We have to attack the side, not the front, so that they don’t complement each other’s attack range.’

two.

‘If you get entangled with the mercenaries at close range, the archers’ shooting will stop. Are you conscious of your colleagues?’

three.

‘Most of the mercenaries who participated in the war have unified weapons. The attack distance is constant.’

four.

Even at this moment, Shin Yoo-seong ruthlessly defeated mercenaries and quickly acquired a sense of battle.

No matter how many rabbits gathered, the number of troops was meaningless in the face of overwhelming power, just as they could not defeat a tiger. Shin Yoo-seong pierced the road with his own hands and moved forward endlessly.

“Stuffy guys! Get out of the way now! Against just one person!”

The result was the same even if the captain who could not stand it directly. When

Shin Yoo-seong’s human figure

disappeared, leaving an afterimage of the Tushin-ryu Wolyeongbobeop, all the mercenaries around lost consciousness. In a short moment like a blink of an eye, Shin Yuseong instantly cut off the pulse of mana.

‘How many people are there?’

Shin Yuseong looked at the place where Sandra was again on top of the mercenaries piled up like a mountain.

“Monstrous monster…”

“Hey! It’s a different story! I didn’t tell you there was a guy like this in Seiden!”

“This doesn’t make sense… I don’t want to be killed by a dog!”

The mercenaries began to leave the battlefield, perhaps because their morale had hit rock bottom, and the number of enemies around Shin Yuseong rapidly decreased.

What is the point of further attrition? There was only one person who could do a meaningful battle with Shin Yuseong on this battlefield.

From the moment the clearing of the 20th floor began, only the boss, Sandra, could become Shin Yuseong’s enemy. Shin Yoo-seong’s unbelievable performance in breaking through the wires alone, Sandra seemed to have intuited that fact.

“…I can’t believe it.”

But before that, Sandra had a question. Seiden’s response was so quick because of Shin Yoo-seong.

Then, how did Yuseong Shin steal the information? Sandra tested whether Shin Yoo-seong’s words were false through the eyes of the constraint, and erased her memories in the bathtub.

“I knew it was extraordinary. Are you hiding this skill? …Since when did you cheat on me?”

Then, how could Yuseong Shin steal the information? And was it possible to easily convey that information?

But the curiosity did not last long. Sandra immediately remembered Amy’s face and the conversations she had with Shin Yoo-sung.

night when the moon was bright.

“It is from the beginning. I came to prevent war.”

I remembered what I said to myself.

“Didn’t I tell you? What has already happened cannot be undone.”

Just as the past that has already happened to Sandra cannot be undone, Sandra said that this war cannot be stopped.

And that was the nature of revenge.

No matter how many victims it produced, it could not stop itself unless the embers were extinguished.

“…How sad it is.”

Sandra believed.

No matter how strong he is, no one can defeat him in this world where the red moon has risen.

Sandra looked at Shin Yoo-seong with a very sad face because she did not have defeat in mind and recited.

“I didn’t want to kill you.”