I Killed an Academy Player - Chapter 149
Nuada Argetlam (2)
Great Warrior Sreng.
He is the great hero of Korka who succeeded in cutting off the arm of God King Nuada in a battle that risked everything for the Korka clan.
Although Sreeng himself was defeated in that battle and died in Nuada’s counterattack, it is said that it left a huge scratch on the God King’s body.
As a result, Nuada stepped down from the throne and abdicated the throne to him, following the tradition of the Danan God tribe that ‘only those with perfect bodies will succeed to the throne.’
“Ugh…!”
He loses his left arm and steps back. He placed his finger on the cross section where blood was pouring out and carved runes.
Kenaz. Rune of Flame. I plan to burn the wound through him, but…
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The flames that swirled around were quickly extinguished. The absolute resistance to fire due to the sun’s protection absorbed even the flames used to stop the bleeding.
“Tch…”
He clicked his tongue and grabbed the spear with his free arm. Because being sad about losing an arm doesn’t help much.
First, we have to break through this limb.
Anger and sadness come later. For now, all you have to do is focus on the enemy in front of you.
‘Playback is slow. I’m not gaining weight. The curse of the sword itself? Or a cause-and-effect compulsion similar to Leah Pal?’
In either case, it is impossible to stop bleeding from a cleanly cut section. Even if the warrior’s tenacity regenerates the blood that is lacking, the blood only throbs from the gaping cross section.
I never thought that acquiring the sun would come with such a demerit.
“Kaaaaaa…!”
Sreng screams and swings his great sword. It was a moment when I tried to block it with a spear.
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A transformed space. The fishy smell of water vibrates and people scream from all directions.
“…….”
A flash of light. To be exact, it is an event in which the player comes to mind during the process of the ordeal.
“Yes, if it’s an ordeal, something like this should come out.”
The trials of the gods are not meant to crush and ridicule challengers.
They are beings who welcome heroes, teach them, and guide them.
Because the player was also in that position in the story.
But I never thought even a fake player like me would be treated like this.
“Please save me!”
“Save me!” Someone…! “Help me—─”
Abi Gyu-hwan, with the smell of water and blood mixed together. Those who call for rescue on the roofs of floating houses and the beasts who are attracted by the cries of survivors.
I remember this tragedy.
Lotheon River flood incident.
In the process of subjugating the beast spirits, a dam burst and an entire village and beast spirits were swept away, a ‘massacre’ incident.
“brother…! The dam collapsed!”
And the main culprit of the massacre. Park Si-hoo. I opened my eyes and passed by the incident caused by an evil person who left a log of up to 100,000 people.
Thousands of people died in this disaster.
It’s not just the Lotheon River.
Even when the Iron Hell of Magic Tower Lord Aedrin arrived.
Even when Doomnorix, who had assimilated into the World Tree, devastated the West.
The city is swallowed up by Doon Skyth, who lost his comrades to Permak Daman.
I was in the midst of countless sacrifices and losses. Even my colleague who was making evil profits right next to me didn’t notice.
“Corin… Sir.”
The scenery changes. Cold frosty land. There is a woman cooling off in a frozen land amidst storms and frost.
“Brother, you have to hurry. The frost giants are approaching. “Throw that away.”
There was a foolish woman who I couldn’t protect and ended up killing with my own hands.
“You were my destiny. “It was too late for me to realize it, but…”
In the end, she was an evil woman who could not change her fate.
The poor person who went astray in the midst of hatred and never returned.
“Why are you showing me this?”
“Oh my. Did you notice?”
The golden god stroked his beard behind me as I held the corpse of a red viper.
Even though I knew that this was fake and that I was just replaying memories, I did not let go of her cold body as I held it in my arms.
“You seem to have quite a bit of regret?”
“I lost a lot of things, but strangely enough, they were engraved in my memory.”
Master and Princess Mir were like that.
Does it mean that I too am a man’s child that can’t be helped?
“For any hero, failing to save a woman is bound to remain as a painful memory.”
“That is gender discrimination.”
“The standards of your era are none of my business.”
“That’s not what I would say, because my words and actions are different.”
Nuada looked at the frigid land and changed the scenery with a wave of his hand.
A dark stream. There is a boy who walks down the street carefully without being noticed by anyone, and I follow him.
This is… a memory of that night before I returned.
“Well, it’s dirty, but you can’t deny that the evil boy’s methods were effective.”
“You lost in the end.”
“Yes, in the end. But can you be confident that you are stronger than that boy?”
“…….”
Park Si-hoo’s growth exploded exponentially.
I grew faster than him in the early part of this episode, but as I get closer to the mid-to-late part, my strength will no longer be comparable to that of Park Si-hoo in his prime.
That guy was close to a god… no, he had magical powers worthy of being called a god.
Can I improve my specs better than Park Si-hoo? Of course not. It was impossible in the first place.
-Guuuuuuu…!
The space left by God’s consideration disappears and the great warrior Sreng approaches, screaming. Is this called time over?
“You want to defeat our avenger? Are you trying to replace justice with a hero? It’s absurd. When you can’t even handle this warrior right in front of you right now? As if acting on Nuada’s will, Sreng strangles me
. The arms were huge, as if they could easily strangle my neck.
“Probably… even if I walked my whole life, I wouldn’t be able to build up the strength of Balthazar or Park Si-hoo.” “
Then why are you trying to replace me? In the end, you will be weaker than that villain.”
The nape of my neck was distorted. It was difficult to even voice, but surprisingly, the sound came out of my mouth.
“But if I fight, I will win. Because my definition of strength is different from Park Si-hoo and you.”
“……!”
I grabbed Sreng’s neck as if to fight back. The guy shook for a moment, but then I realized that I couldn’t even hold his neck properly with my hands. Realizing this, I grin.
Let’s see how long I can laugh.
[Solar Concentration.]
The magic of the sun rushes in. In real time, the sun is formed in the sky as it swallows up the magic within me.
It’s not enough.
[Embodiment of the Sun.]
Focused magic. It manifests in the form of this gigantic sun.
Sun Klausolas.
One of the most powerful forces in this world. Something like a pearl necklace on a pig’s neck that someone like me can’t maintain even for ten seconds without massive backup.
“Is it the sun? But what are you going to do? Do you want to be alive while dropping that sun?”
[Solar Compression.]
“What?”
Nuada’s bewildered voice can be heard up to here. He must be like that too. The huge sphere of the sun is gradually compressing and nestling in my arm. Because there is.
“You don’t need even ten seconds. One second is enough.”
At this moment, I am being pressed down by a being stronger than me, and my arms are outstretched, caught off guard by the creature. The
compressed sun burns everything it touches.
– Huh?
Just one second. Compression of the sun. The heat reached the nape of Sreng’s neck. Sreng instinctively threw me away. But that one second was a fatal moment for all of us. -Jiiike! The nape
of
Sreng’s neck was burning. And my arm had melted.
‘The sun compressed. The naked body could not withstand the absurd density of magical power. This is why Argetlam, which can contain infinite power, is needed. “Krrr…!” The nape of the neck was exposed, with the flesh burned to the point where the bones were
visible
. However, Sreng is not dead yet.
“Kr kra… kragyaaaaa——!!”
Sreng raises his sword without even being able to make a proper voice. That’s right, the fight is not over yet.
“Are you still planning to fight?”
“Both of your arms are broken. What to do with it “You still have legs.”
This guy and that guy lack strength.
If they were going to give up after only losing two arms, they wouldn’t have even started the fight to save the world.
“Whew…!”
The Auror core inside is refined again. . Sevancia’s auror core. The power was contained in the right foot.
Both arms were blown off, the center of gravity was a mess, vision was blurry due to bleeding that even regenerative power could not cover, and the head was shaking.
But it was okay.
One attack was enough. Posture There is no need to control or be afraid of falling. It
doesn’t matter whether your vision is blurred or your brain is shaking. It’s enough to just be aware of one point.
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The flesh on your neck. The Great Warrior, whose momentum was not lost at all even after all of this was burned down, kicked the ground.
Shouting out a huge death horse, he rushed forward to cut me into pieces.
Duke of Sebancia, my forehead (two demons),
Korin-ryu Kai——
Five Dragon Tenchus (Five Dragons)龍天墜).
If this power that caused even the dragon to fall is real… That’s just one monster.
“If a man risks his life. It works somehow.”
A whirlwind of blows. I
didn’t even look at anything like that. What
I was aiming for was its tattered neck from beginning to end.
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I twisted my body.
I put all my strength into spinning.
Center . Slight forward movement from the axis. Acceleration
with a one-foot turn.
A simple spinning kick that throws the back.
Hoechuk (廻蹴).
Earth. This simple kick, learned by everyone who spent their childhood in Korea, is my last technique.
-Quaah!
Great sword . It’s coming.
It’s threatening to blow my entire torso.
Of course, my kick can’t even reach the nape of its neck.
Of course I had to be late.
“What?”
Sreng stopped in embarrassment.
The rolling guy’s eyes were fixed on the sky. and went back and forth on the ground.
Soon, he understood the situation and closed his eyes as if resigned.
The second step of using the Sevancia Duke’s aura.
Release of the aura.
The strike of the great sword that made contact with the body and my strike that released the aura like shooting an arrow.
There is no need to ask which one is faster.
– Clap! Crash!
I collapsed, unable to keep my stance due to the lack of both arms, and smiled at the golden Danan who was looking upside down.
“You only know the fight when it’s over.”
The third ordeal. I passed.
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The desolate field where the battle with Threng took place was transformed into a fresh green field.
Mag Mel.
A plain that is identified with paradise Tyr Na Nog. To be exact, it is one of the elements that make up paradise.
This is the place where the dead live. ) and is a paradise of paradises that only a select few can enter.
“Hehehehehe…! This is a great thing! Erin chose a good man!”
Dagda Mor. Angus’s father and Undri’s master.
“You’re using your body hard. Nuada promised me something, so I will treat you.”
Danan Dianket, the medical expert who healed me who lost both arms and one leg.
“Excellent, a hero of the time! This Mananan mac Lir will deeply admire your fighting spirit!”
And the owner of this treasure island. Although he is not Ardri, he is the son of the sea who rules the sea. Mananan mac Lir.
“Hmph.”
“…….”
Finally, I see two Danann staring at me:
Nuada Argetlam, the golden Danan on one side, and the other… This is Lu Ravada, the owner of Aradwa, the Spear of Light, who was also seen in the game.
Danan of Light, the most powerful of all Danans.
Actually, all the powerful Danans that players can meet in [The Legend of Arhan Heroes] were staring at me.
‘In this case… I’ve never seen it in the game or in previous episodes.’
Depending on what item you brought with you, you would encounter different gods, but there was no case where you would meet all gods.
In any case, the treasure received could be selected by the player regardless of whose trial it was…….
“Corin Locke. Let this Mananan bless you on behalf of the gods who sleep in Mag Mel.”
Mananan mac Rir gives me a favorable look. The reason for that favor… was difficult to guess.
“I don’t know if you know this, but I am the owner of this treasure island. And I am… the richest among the Danans, and I am also the one with countless treasures.”
“I know.”
“I praise your dragon and spirit! I, Mananan Makli, will present my favorite item to this brave hero!”
“Huh? No, all I want is Argetlam…”
“I guess I’m misunderstanding something?”
“yes?”
“I will give it to you separately from the gifts you receive from other gods. And this is the consensus of all of us except Lu.”
“……yes?”
Uh…so.
Now four out of five Danan are giving me treasure?
Separately?
“It’s a huge hit.”
The day finally came when I would be able to say these things.