Solo Swordmaster - Chapter 685

#685. Finally, did you find it?

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Circe, the witch of the beginning.

Originally the granddaughter of Helios.

One of the original witches who created witch magic that transcends the taboos of God.

Until then, she was a proof of the greatness of God, who was praised by God as well as humans for her outstanding talent.

But time goes by.

Religious wars intensify.

In the aftermath, let the witch be hunted.

She stole the fate of Gaius Julius Caesar, became emperor of Rome, and declared war against the gods.

Of course, as she was sealed in the London barrier, the war ended with the victory of the gods.

But the gods couldn’t be happier.

The fact that she had to be sealed by even borrowing the power of the three great witches who were called the lady of the lake.

This is because it itself became an opportunity to shake the authority of God, which should be absolute.

God’s power comes from faith.

In the midst of the religious war, the faith of the believers who doubted the absoluteness of God rapidly declined.

when the seven dragons resurrected.

The reason why the incarnations were easily eaten was because of the dragon’s strength, but also because of the collapse of human faith.

In other words, Sir is the hidden protagonist who played a decisive role in the downfall of the god.

That’s why she is the Demon King.

Before becoming the sorceress queen who reached the pinnacle of magic, to the gods who brought about the end of the silver age, she was more hated than the seven dragons.

Kururureung.

In that sense, this moment.

It was a natural result that Jerusalem was engulfed in chaos.

After being sealed, the demon lord avoided contact with the gods for hundreds of years, running away from London.

It was such a shocking event that it appeared in the middle of this god meeting at another time and in no other place.

How great was the wrath of the gods.

The aftermath spread beyond the astral world to the real world, causing thunder, lightning, and gusts throughout the Holy League.

land land land.

“Everyone is quiet. It is a warning if you are not quiet.”

to appease the gods.

Ainsha hit the hammer.

However, unlike before, there were no gods who obeyed meekly this time.

No, on the contrary, he showed hostility towards her as well.

It was because the fact that the priest of the Holy League called that demon king here was itself a mortal sin close to betrayal to the gods.

If it were not for the privilege of the priest to mediate between the gods, it would have thundered right away.

“That’s why I said I couldn’t say it.”

“…even though the invitation was allowed, this is a fuss. They’re all liars. There is no performance today.”

“It’s a pity.”

Even while feeling the presence of the gods shaking the heavens and earth with such anger.

Sir did not lose his composure.

with a languid smile.

She just took one step forward in front of Ainsha, who was blunt with an expressionless face.

“Elderly relatives. I understand that you’re angry with me, but you’d better be bluffing in moderation.”

…?

“The elders can’t kill me anyway.”

Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

He seems to be angry at that arrogance.

A catastrophe that has intensified dozens of times.

And the disaster didn’t end with threats anymore.

Lightning spark curse disease pain despair.

Centered on the wave platform where Ainsha and Sir were, they began to close the distance as they raged like a storm.

It’s not like magic.

A miracle that even twists the providence of the world.

Unlike the present world, where a huge amount of faith is consumed every time you use strength, this is possible because it is in the astral world.

The power of the gods is absolute here. Whether it

‘s the legendary demon king or

the descendant of the dragon.

It was absolutely impossible to handle the wrath of hundreds of thousands of gods.

“For those of you who don’t know, I have a slave contract with a very, very scary baby right now.”

…no, it seemed so.

Shir smiled.

Open those red lips.

Until you come up with a name.

“Swordsmith Limon Aspelder.”

Stand tall!

That moment.

The static that came.

Even the shaking curse.

Even the lightning that struck.

Even the pouring death.

A storm of absolute catastrophic power that was enough to burn an entire continent and destroy hundreds and thousands of people in an instant.

Looking at the scene where everything stopped in the air as if it were frozen.

As if I knew that.

No, it seems like it should be.

With a bewitching smile.

Sir slowly turned his head and looked at the numerous lights, big and small, one by one, and asked.

“Is there anyone here who wants to touch the baby’s belongings?”

….

And…

time passed.

Too short for an immortal who has lived through thousands and tens of thousands of years and will live again.

However, it took too long to let go of the pride of the supreme being called God.

But at the end of that silence.

In the end, the gods made a choice.

Squeak.

Faded flame, broken lightning.

Scattered curses and melted vengeance.

As if nothing had happened in the first place.

Looking at the astral world that has found peace again and the shapes of light that have sunk heavily.

Unlike before, Sir bowed politely.

“Thank you for making a wise decision.”

It wasn’t a mockery.

It was literally a thank you.

Although they are now in ruins, the gods ruled the world in the distant past and are still in charge of providence.

If they really wanted to fight without looking back.

The situation must have been quite difficult for Limon and the Seven Dragons against the World Federation.

…Forcing even such gods to calm down with just their name was the sword master’s fear.

Well, it was natural.

The Gods of the Holy League are defeated soldiers.

A being who survived after being defeated by the seven dragons and handing over the hegemony of the world.

Of course, even that dragon was cut.

Take the blade with swordsmanship and press it.

Even subjugating that demon, etc.

Having seen all of Limon’s feats in real time, he knew all too well how crazy it was to face him.

Glitter.

“To tell you what to do and then leave… You are merciless.”

Perhaps it was because he had at least saved himself by hearing the demon king’s words of gratitude.

more calmed down.

Nevertheless, as if dissatisfaction and hostility remained, Shire laughed at the coldly sparkling lights.

“There is no need to be so sharp. Because I really came to make a mutually beneficial proposal.”

Twinkle.

“Talk to me now, white child.”

“All right. talk.”

I’ve laid enough ground rice.

From now on, let the expert talk.

Ainsha, who stepped forward in place of Shir, who stepped back, opened her mouth with an expressionless face as always.

“Tell me in advance.”

silent answer.

“This is Father Lee.”

…?

“So, if you decline this offer, you will speak ill of the Holy League against Lee.”

…?!?!

“It’s full of pillow hair. As a bonus, the priest is also retiring. No performances again. So be prepared when you refuse.”

Twinkle Twinkle!!!

Truly a mess.

A flashing light as if bewildered.

A light that persuades us to talk.

Light, etc., shouting the opposite of retirement.

In a sense, the gods were much more chaotic than when they had caused all sorts of miracles and disasters a while ago.

Seeing the astral world in chaos, Syrr was dumbfounded.

“…If you say that, white child, what will my efforts be?”

“I don’t know. Even God won’t forgive you if you get in the way of getting that bride qualification.”

“…”

“So everyone listens carefully.”

This is what Limon asked for.

If it succeeds, of course, it will save the silver dragon clan from danger.

It is a feat comparable to that of Maia, who held the lifeline of all mankind with nectar.

There’s no such thing as giving up.

Say it without expression.

Ainsha continued with her burning eyes.

“First of all, God who has received dividends through corporate investment or stocks raises his hand.”

sparkle?

…That was the moment when the business briefing session of President Tiamat began.

And even if it governs the providence.

It was the moment when question marks appeared in the heads of sacred fossils who had never read anything like modern economics.

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“There is a problem

.”

“No, the counter-revolutionary side.”

“Could they have caused more trouble?”

The counter-revolutionary army had already been massacred along with the leader, Dmitri, and all the rest had disappeared.

what is the problem

To Gandhi’s puzzled question.

Pascal let out a heavy sigh.

“As we pursued the trade route with them, we found traces of some of the Dark Dawn’s legacy that seemed to have spilled over to other places as well.”

“Are you saying the counter-revolutionary army double-dealed?”

“I’m glad it ends with a double.”

“…”

How hard they sold it.

There are only a few routes that I have checked right now.

They said that there might be a few routes they couldn’t find because they traded so cleverly even using black magic.

Looking at the lamenting Pascal.

Gandhi was at a loss for words.

The legacy of the Dark Dawn is the essence of all dark magic.

It was something that even a sword master who could destroy one or two countries in a single day if handled incorrectly could not be underestimated.

But to think that such terrifying things were sold everywhere like bargain sale items.

It was amazing.

“…This will also be different.”

In the end, being killed by Adolf was their karma.

Looking at Gandhi shaking his head.

Pascal frowned.

“That’s not the only big problem. It means that there are other people besides us who have actively purchased the legacy of the Dark Dawn.”

“Who are you talking about?”

“There is no evidence by skillfully using an intermediary, but if I guess…”

I couldn’t find any evidence because I secretly investigated it while avoiding Wanderer’s eyes.

Because I didn’t use the World Federation.

I was able to catch the tail.

Thinking of an unexpected opponent.

Pascal ended his speech with a heavy sigh.

“It’s going to be very troublesome.”

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It is too deep to be in

the mountains, from the soaring peaks that pierce through the clouds to the bottomless cliffs of the ceiling that continue endlessly like waves .

It is magnificent just to look at.

I feel far away.

Gujunggung Palace was created by intertwining numerous palaces and bridges between the cliffs.

No matter how you look at it, it is hard to believe that it is a human-built building, even in a place that can only be called a heavenly world, on a uniquely high peak.

She was looking down at the Gujung Palace.

Of course, nothing was visible.

But it didn’t matter.

Because her senses, already transcending human beings, told her more than what she could see with her own eyes.

The structure of the splendid palace.

The signs of those standing on the border.

…and, above all, the evil aura that emanates from the depths.

“Did you finally find it?”

Chase the faint energy.

across many countries.

Destroy several gates.

Dealing with thousands of unmanned people.

Convinced that this was her destination, she reached out her hand over her shoulder.

Sureureung.

As soon as she grabbed the sword that had been pulled out with such a chilling sound, she slowly lowered it towards the Gujung Palace.

No need to hesitate.

There was no reason to worry.

From the time I followed this trail, postponing even going to the teacher I respected, what I had to do here had been decided.

like that tortoise

A sword that moved slowly.

At the end of repeated slowdowns.

The moment they almost stopped while aiming at the center of the Gujunggung Palace.

『Jeongcheon Gyeongdongsword

Freezing Blue Sky Movement

When the sword stops, does the world

move?

』

One of the 7 guilds.

The Manma Gate has collapsed.