Solo Swordmaster - Chapter 142

Episode #142. how to kill god

The Silver Age, when human civilization blossomed.

Like the player now, it was the witches and the priests who led the world.

However, there was another being who ruled them, and that was the god who descended to the earth. It was a being called Avatara.

Any arrogant human being had to learn humility against Hwashin.

This is because they possessed the status of gods, and by their very nature possessed miracles that were impossible for humans.

‘Tsk Somehow, I’ve been uncomfortable since dealing with that guy, Eugene…’

Right now.

It was for this reason that Limon was engaged in a fierce battle alone with the others behind him.

Is it the power of a unique skill?

Or is it the power of something else.

It was because if he faced Belos now, who had become an incarnation and attained divine status, even the infinite lord, Icheongi, would have died instantly.

Just looking at the fact that he was already moving freely outside the constraints of 『the rule of law』, that fact was clear.

‘It’s not just immortality, it’s the immortality of incarnation. It’s a headache.’

It slides into your bosom and cuts its throat.

With his head cut off, he bent his back to avoid the swinging hammer and cut his leg while spinning like a top.

And the moment he turned his sword back to block the pulled hammer, aiming for the back of the head like a scythe.

Fuck!

A severed heel struck Limon’s side.

Right after the body that was about to fly from the impact stopped by slicing the floor with a sword.

As if he had been waiting, Limon, who had let go of the flying hammer with his sword, frowned at the throbbing pain in his side.

‘what?’

I obviously blocked my heel and dodged the hammer.

As a result, the balance was disturbed due to blocking the hammer, and it was like giving the body to the heel.

Still, Limon was not taken aback.

He simply clicked his tongue and swung his sword.

Only twisting the swung shoulder to avoid it, and raising the blade at an angle, peeled only the muscles of the arm along with the armor from the bones as if peeling potatoes.

And the moment he stepped on the broken muscle to prevent the arm from recovering and tried to disassemble the remaining limbs.

Caang!

Limon, unable to cut anything, blocked the first swing of the hammer with his sword and was pushed back.

‘…Look at this guy?’

Limon narrowed his eyes.

It’s definitely the hammer that was dodged and the arm that was cut into pieces.

It was because the situation had changed as if he had blocked the hammer instead of avoiding it before he knew it.

It was as if everything he had done a while ago had become ‘things that never happened’.

And Limon was too experienced Roh Kang-ho not to notice the cause of this strange phenomenon, which had already happened twice.

“Time reversal… or causal distortion?”

Booung!

A hammer swung instead of an answer.

Instead of narrowly avoiding it, Limon deliberately took a step back and murmured quietly.

“Anyway, seeing as he catches up with my sword, it seems like he’s incarnated in a war or battle series.”

Being an incarnation is not omnipotence.

Depending on which god they are incarnating, they will have different divinities, such as raising crops, controlling the weather, or controlling the soul.

The tricky thing was that Belos now had a godhood related to battle.

‘Patience, if it was a swordsman, I’d rather take it with swordsmanship.’

As a sword master, Limon could predict Belos’ every move.

However, if Velos destroyed the cause and effect of the ‘past’ whenever necessary, as now, predicting the movement of the ‘future’ would be meaningless.

The sword that was hit misses.

The person you killed won’t die.

You can’t dodge an attack you dodged.

The power to change even the cause and effect of the past in order to create the desired reality was truly a miracle of God interfering with the providence of the world itself.

Besides, that wasn’t the only miracle Bellos had now.

‘A miracle that gets stronger every time you kill it. Have you all seen these maggot-like bastards?’

Every time he cuts off his head, his body becomes strong, and whenever he splits his heart, his movements speed up.

A power too base to be called a miracle, as if one were shouting that as long as he didn’t die, one day he would win.

That’s why the miracle was pressuring Limon even harder.

‘Since there is a causal distortion, it is not an opponent that can be suppressed. The longer I drag it, the more annoying it gets, so I have no choice but to cut down to the divine attack at once…’

Of course, he was Limon Aspelder.

He was the last sword master of mankind who could even cut down demon gods, and he knew how to kill gods just as well.

One problem.

It was the aftermath after killing Velos.

‘Even if things called gods die, they don’t always die finely.’

God, who is in touch with the providence of the world, causes a great vibration in the world just by dying.

Depending on the divinity, the death alone causes cataclysms such as earthquakes, tidal waves, droughts, and volcanic eruptions.

Of course, Velos was an incarnation, and even he was not perfect, so the aftermath itself would be small compared to the real god.

So, Limon took a guess.

What would be the aftermath of killing Velos?

‘…If I kill this bastard here, half of the metropolitan area will fly away with me?’

Limon clicked his tongue inwardly as he dealt with the holy lump of dung, which would cause a catastrophe that would kill millions if touched incorrectly.

And he ran his head furiously about how to safely clean up this pile of shit.

* * *

[…what kind of situation is this?]

“Well, I’d like to know that too.”

Around the time Limon was struggling with how to deal with Velos.

Yun Na-kyung, who arrived at the lobby late, tilted her head alongside Li Qing-yu.

It was understandable that the lobby had changed like a labyrinth.

However, it was unexpected in many ways to see Velos, who had escaped badly, run amok and Limon dealt with it alone.

“Sorry for making the hotel like this, Princess.”

“Never mind. It was not an opponent to fight while worrying about the facilities.”

You-in, who arrived late and bowed respectfully.

Li Qingyu asked him calmly.

“Rather than that, could you explain the situation?”

what happened in the meantime

To Li Qingyu, who was very curious and asked, Youin briefly explained what happened in the lobby in turn, pointing out the main points.

[God? That’s an incarnation?]

“The Swordsman said so.”

Yuna-kyung was especially surprised to hear that Bellos had suddenly become an incarnation.

This era where players are the mainstream.

Because incarnation was such a rare existence.

This is especially true in that the subject is not a pious priest, but the specter of the Liberation Brigade, a heinous criminal.

“…You mean his armor suddenly changed?”

“I think it was probably the result of using a certain skill by sacrificing a customer who was a colleague.”

“Is it like that?”

On the other hand, Li Qingyu did not care at all that Belos became an incarnation.

He just made a strange expression when he saw Velos’ armor, which was clearly different from when he was fighting below.

‘The Holy Spirit was originally not something that could be suddenly strengthened with skills or offerings.’

Li Qingyu thought, muttering in his heart so as not to show it on the outside.

If it wasn’t a skill or a sacrifice, how could Velos have strengthened the Holy Spirit enough to accept that mighty power?

No, to be precise, the reason why he was able to survive even with that reckless reinforcement.

‘If it makes such a thing possible…’

[Huh?]

When Li Qingyu looked at Bellus like that.

Yuna-kyung blinked her eyes.

For some reason, the back of my head tickled and I felt like someone was watching me.

Take a moment to look around.

Yuna-kyung, who was blinded by the fierce fighting between Limon and Bellos, was surprised to find something she hadn’t seen before.

[Eek! The team leader’s friend?!]

After the heart was pulled out by Bellos.

Yuna-kyung is horrified to see Yu-jin, who has been left on her knees, almost looking like a corpse.

Unknowingly, she jumped out of Li Qingyu’s arms.

Then, as if rolling over, he approached Yujin, grasped her knee with his wings, and started talking while shaking her.

[Friend. No, Eugene sister! Calm down. You can’t lose consciousness right now!]

Maybe it’s because it’s such an emergency.

Yuna-kyung openly uses chlorine to talk.

However, Eugene was not surprised or taken aback when he saw the baby bird suddenly talking to him.

He just licked his lips with a faint smile.

[Hello? Isn’t it time to casually say hello?!]

[I know I’m good at talking!]

[Don’t say more. oh no Keep talking. I have to stay conscious for now…]

[…Yes? What do you say?]

[Wait, what does that mean?]

When Yun Na-kyung is talking with Yu-jin, who only purses her lips like that.

Only belatedly, Li Qingyu, who had been looking only at Velos, came to Yuna-kyung’s side.

“Do you know someone?”

[The team leader is a friend you met a while ago. But why is this older sister here…!]

“You say you’re a swordsman’s friend? this person?”

Li Qingyu made an unexpected expression.

Unlike Yuna-kyung, who couldn’t grasp the situation properly because she knew her, she knew who Yu-jin was.

Why the hell was this berserker who was the craziest in the Liberation Brigade able to become friends with Limon?

Li Qingyu, who was looking at Yujin with mysterious eyes, asked calmly.

“So what did he say?”

[Uh, that’s…]

Yuna-kyung hesitated for a moment.

And with a face that was not sure how persuasive his words would sound, he revealed what Eugene had said.

[Speaking of the violin?]

* * *

‘The violin of deep darkness, that damned thing is his weakness.’

is it a coincidence

Or is it inevitability?

Around the time when Li Ching-yu was listening to Yu Na-kyung about the violin.

Limon was reaching a similar conclusion.

It wasn’t just because Bellos was still holding the violin with one hand while swinging the hammer.

It was because he realized that the melody of the violin played by himself and the power of the constellation that made up Bellos’ divinity, to be precise, resonated.

In the first place, that deep black violin melted the fragments of starlight that permeated Limon’s body.

Therefore, it was not strange to influence the power of the Constellation dwelling in another person’s body.

‘I think it’ll be fine if I can somehow stop or take it off…’

There is only one problem.

Just because you know your weaknesses doesn’t mean you can solve them.

‘Damn it, even if I die, I won’t let go of that.’

Whether it cuts off an arm or steals a violin.

At that time, Limon frowned as he saw Bellos distorting cause and effect, making everything impossible and even counterattacking.

It was because he understood that weakness was meaningless anyway as long as there was a miracle of causal distortion.

It was because of that fucking miracle that I couldn’t handle it by forcibly pulling it out to the far sea.

‘I can’t help it now that it’s like this.’

So it was.

That is what Limon thought of as a last resort.

‘I’ll cut down the godhood and the providence that led to it.’

If the priest or witch knew what Limon was thinking right now, they would have said the same thing.

what kind of crazy idea is that?

As an analogy, it was like trying to blow up the entire lake to prevent it from slashing a boat floating on the lake.

Limon himself was not oblivious to what an absurd gamble it was.

In fact, even after living for hundreds of years, he has only done this reckless thing once.

Even after succeeding, he almost died because he received all the reactions of the providence with his own body.

But he didn’t hesitate.

Not only was this the only way to kill Velos without any damage, but he was confident that he would succeed.

He is Limon Asfelder.

Because he was the last sword master of mankind who had overcome this adversity many times.

Limon, who had made up his mind, was about to hold the sword with both hands.

visor!

“…huh?”