Star-Embracing Swordmaster - Chapter 250

A woman shedding black tears. Ramasht (1)

It was full of acrid smoke from something burning.

The cries of children could be heard beyond the bright red flames.

Those ominous signs carried by the wind were holding her heart in uncertainty.

“No, no…”

A nun runs towards the black smoke seen in the distance.

A small rosary was shaking in her chest as she felt anxious and anxious.

It was somewhat clumsily polished and was small and cute, as if it had been made by a child.

Now, the little hands that were writhing for her will be charred and withered away.

“Ah ah….”

Dang- Dae-ang-

The village was on fire with a loud bell ringing.

With corpses piled up everywhere.

And under the sound of the distant bell, there were the cries of children looking for her.

“no!”

The wind was blowing towards her as she hurriedly ran away, pushing back against the flames.

The wind mixed with the children’s last breaths began to caress her crying face and leave its mark.

Her hair scarf blowing high in the strong wind.

Her burned fingers pushing open the red-hot door.

And even her tears were mixed with the ashes and turned completely black.

“……Oh God. please!”

However, despite her earnest prayers, when she opened the door, the place she saw was a hell-like scene.

Because there were images of children desperately stretching out their hands under the god’s pattern.

What was contained in her tears, now stained black, was merely the last struggle of children whom even God had turned away from.

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A warlock’s laboratory filled with strange-looking specimens.

Normally, the place would be filled with only gloomy voices, but now it was filled with only swords, blood, and the screams of evil people.

[Don’t give me time to memorize the spell!]

“……!”

With a sharp warning ringing in his head, Vlad’s sword pierced the warlock’s head.

“Ugh!”

Vlad’s sword, which had been driven from his mouth to prevent him from reciting the spell, pierced through the back of the wicked man’s head and was shining fiercely.

[Don’t let them point out the prisoner! When dealing with a wizard, time and distance are life!]

“How dare you!”

“Kaaaaak!”

Vlad’s eyes began to sparkle at the strange hand gesture seen right in front of him.

When dealing with magicians who deal with mystery, all you need is agile movement.

In the flow of a killing blow, someone’s split wrist began to bounce noisily.

“It only takes one person!”

Knights who cut down warlocks without giving them time or distance.

Each time they went on a rampage, putting God’s will and their own world first, the shadows of the wicked were erased one by one.

“The only one who can show you the way!”

And even a dragon roaring on the shining blade of the sword.

Vlad’s appearance, with his blond hair and blue eyes, was so ferocious that even the warlocks who escaped death trembled with fear.

“Repent! “You vile bastards!”

“It’s revenge for a comrade who died at the hands of you guys!”

There was a ray of madness hidden in the sublimity wielded by the knights, but it would be right for today.

Because today is the only opportunity to remove all the poisons that have accumulated over hundreds of years at once.

It is truly inevitable that the Paladins who have waited so long will have a small selfish interest at the tip of their swords.

“Save me, save me…”

Is there anything more funny than someone who is already dead asking for help?

But now, a voice begging for life was flowing from the mouth of the last remaining warlock, and the tip of Vlad’s sword was shaking in front of that thin voice.

“Where are you.”

Although it was a little late and ended up penetrating his body.

As if the sword he had just swung had pierced his lungs, the sigh he let out was filled with empty air.

“Kkeuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.”

“Where is that damn tree!”

bang!

The sound of the wall shaking was loud and vicious.

It was the sound made when the back of the head of the warlock grabbed by Vlad hit the wall.

“In the central garden…”

The back of his head, which had been completely broken by the shock just now, was dripping with sticky blood that was difficult to handle.

However, the warlock felt more afraid of Vlad’s eyes right in front of him than the unpleasant feeling that wet his neck.

“Over there.”

The black magician’s fingertips, overcome by Vlad’s momentum, began to point somewhere.

Behind all the strangely stuffed corpses and next to specimens that looked like humans.

There, a door that had not been visible until a moment ago was slowly emerging like a mirage.

Kuaaaaaa-!

“Keuuuuuuu!”

“What is this!”

At that moment, there was a strange screaming sound coming from the group who found the door.

At that vaguely familiar sound, the engraving of the World Tree on Vlad’s sword quietly sparkled.

“…What kind of presence is this guy?”

Rumbling –

The paladins covered their ears and began to suffer from that huge sound.

What was heard was sound, but what followed was vibration.

A huge scream from something shook the world of Ramachut and spread its pain in all directions.

“Vlad!”

“…….”

And here were the men who heard that sound.

Günter and Vlad look into each other’s eyes and nod.

They could sense that the sound they were hearing now was the same as the sound coming from Moshiam, a city filled with fog.

“I will take the lead!”

“Everyone get ready! I’m going to move right now! “Escort the bishop and the wizard!”

Quang!

Another darkness began to creep in front of Vlad, who kicked the door with all his might as if secrecy was a luxury.

The darkness of the hallway, where you couldn’t see an inch ahead, was reminiscent of a pitch-black sea, but there was no hesitation in Vlad’s steps as he moved forward.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu……” As

the Paladins who had prepared their stance ran out, the only thing left was the warlock hanging on the wall.

He was relieved that God’s will was not upon him, but it was not only His will that was here.

Phew!

“We have something left, too.”

A sharp sense came with an eerie voice.

Bright red hair was reflected in the warlock’s wide-open eyes.

“This is my reward for teaching my father how to suck blood. “You son of a bitch.”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.”

A cold sneer appeared on Radu’s grinning face.

An indescribable anger welled up in the eyes of the warlock who was looking at that smile, but Pierre’s blessing, which had been on Radu’s sword for a while, soon began to penetrate the heart of the evil man.

“I never said I would save your life.”

Radu spat as he watched the warlock slowly falling apart and began to leave the room.

Now that even the dragon on a leash has left, the only thing left in the now completely messed up room is the warlock who is suffering from his own karma that he has finally faced.

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-It’s an intruder! There is an intruder here!

-Where on earth…! Ugh!

– Stop it! Stop them from going forward!

The hallway that spiraled again was still dark, and the path was unfathomably complicated.

Hum – Hum –

However, there was no hesitation in Vlad’s steps as he took the lead, because there was a hint of the world tree coming from the hand he held.

“Move!”

-Aaaah!

The closer you get to the center of the world, the more evil people start to pour out.

There were already a lot of corpses that had been poured out to block the Northern Allied Forces, but the spirit of the guys blocking the group’s path was fierce, as if there were still some left.

“I guess this is the right path!”

“Stop running your mouth and do something!”

As we moved forward, the hallway became wider.

This was proof that there was a large space ahead, but it was also a foreshadowing that there would be more enemies to cling to.

“I was already preparing!”

The movements of the knights swaying to and fro in the black waves crashing in from all directions.

As the gestures became more and more dangerous, Nibelun began rummaging through his backpack as if it was finally his turn to step forward.

“what is that!”

“Dandelion seeds!”

However, contrary to Vlad’s expectations, what Nibelun revealed was not a mystery that seemed great.

It was just a tiny dandelion seed that may or may not have been the size of a finger.

Looking at the cute fluffy hair on his head, Vlad let out a sigh of despair without even realizing it.

“What should we do with that now!”

“Please open the road for a moment!”

However, even though what was visible was a small spore seed, the mystery contained within was something that Nibelun had especially cherished and treasured.

“…Everyone, hold on tight!”

Nibelun took a deep breath as she said those words.

The appearance was certainly funny, but Nibelun’s eyes, reflected over his swollen cheeks, were full of only determined sincerity.

“Go back to your hometown!”

Huuuuk –

Nibelun let out a loud breath along with a spell in the gap that Vlad and the knights managed to open.

Small dandelion seeds scattered along with him.

The tiny spores spreading out into the pitch-black sea with no one to rely on were clearly nothing more than a meaningless struggle.

“uh?”

If there wasn’t a mystery contained in it.

Burgundian mysteries from the highest mountain in the world.

Under the blue sky, the Holssi, who had all the winds in the world, now began to fly powerfully on the wind to return to their hometown.

Hwaaaaaaaaaaa!

“Ahh! “Ugh!”

“What is this again!”

Along with the screams of the knights, a cool breeze began to blow through the dark corridors, where even the air was heavy.

And with such terrifying force that it seemed as if it would tear apart everything in front of it.

-Kaaaa!

-Kick! Key profit!

It was a volume of air that could never have been created in a blocked hallway.

However, the wind that the Halls had had no intention of stopping until they returned to their hometown, so the wind summoned by Nibelun soon became a strong gust and began to sweep away the evil group in front of them.

“It’s now!”

“The front is empty! run!”

Taking advantage of the momentary gap created, Vlad began to run.

It was difficult to even open my eyes properly due to the howling wind, but this was not a world where you look and judge with your eyes.

“Aaaah!” The more

he

went forward, the more Vlad’s sword cried.

Vlad’s sword, born from the stars, bearing a fragment of a dragon, and now with the inscription of the World Tree.

The engraving on the sword was now showing Vlad the path to another tree.

“It’s light!”

“little bit more! “I can see the exit right in front of me!”

The group ran forward, trampling on the bodies that had been swept away.

Wherever they went, a very different scene awaited them than anything they had seen before.

“…It was a real garden.”

As we emerged from the blocked passage, the first thing that greeted the group was the sky.

A purple sky with gentle waves rippling like the surface of a lake.

And now, under that sky, a huge garden floating like an island was waiting for Vlad.

-Kaaaa!

“I have to go!”

A picturesque landscape, completely different from the previous horrific sights.

However, the group could not afford to be mesmerized by the sight in front of them.

“To the bridge in front of you! hurry!”

With Gunther’s shout, the knights started running again.

Toward the island in front of you.

The center of Ramasht’s world was a secret and precious place that could only be accessed through several sky bridges.

-That’s it. Humans!

-Don’t disturb Lamasut’s world anymore!

However, there were headless knights blocking the bridge.

The sky bridge made of pure white marble was already lined with pitch-black headless knights.

“Holy shit!”

“On to the next leg! hurry!”

Günter, who noticed that there were unusual numbers of blue flowers blocking the way, quickly changed the direction of the group.

However, even if the headless knights were avoided, there seemed to be no way to avoid the corpses still pouring out from everywhere.

“Are there any more dandelions?”

“no! “It was like a treasure of our tribe!”

As the group ran along the perimeter of the circle, another sky bridge began to appear in front of them.

Fortunately, there were fewer knights waiting there than on the bridge we saw earlier, but the problem now was not just those in front of us.

“This is crazy! Why are there so many?”

“Oh oh. Oh God!”

An army of the dead washing in like a huge tidal wave.

The waves were so fierce that it seemed like even if we could get through the headless people and get up to that bridge, we would be caught up in no time.

“Vlad! Take the lead!”

Gunter, who saw the scene, showed determined eyes.

The Holy Knights of the Northern Orthodox Church, who confirmed the look in their eyes, exchanged signals with each other and nodded.

“You have to run and don’t look back!”

“……Günther!”

Vlad, who noticed his decision, looked back in surprise, but the swords that followed God’s will had already made up their minds.

“Please cut down that tree like you did then. “A knight who saved the lives of children.”

With that low sound, Gunter turned around.

With other paladins on the bridge.

Wow!

Argh!

Knights who took it upon themselves to become a dam that blocks the black tide.

From the words of God they were reciting, a protective stance that only the Holy Knights could perform began to spread.

“Holy shit! Damn it!”

There was a shout of corpses coming from behind Vlad.

However, Vlad and his group had to run across the white bridge, leaving their cries behind.

“Aaaah!”

By destroying the headless knights that stand in the way.

A golden dragon began to howl, leaving behind the worlds I had once again missed because my abilities could not reach them.

“I will kill you! All of you!”

A dragon howling with rising anger, an old heretic inquisitor, and a wizard carrying a backpack.

They were stepping on pure white legs and running towards the huge tree in front of them.

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“Huh…Huh.”

The roots go to the sky and the branches go to the ground.

A tree that was all twisted was building its own world on a lone floating island.

“Huh…”

And now, in front of that pitch black tree, a woman with her feet on the ground was dancing.

Shedding pitch-black tears that even he couldn’t control.

“I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you all.”

Lama suit twisting its body back and forth as if dancing.

But now, instead of dancing, she was just twisting her whole body like crazy in soul-crushing pain.

“And my children…”

Jet black smoke was rising in front of her as she shed tears non-stop.

The dwarves’ magic that purifies everything.

Ramashut was going crazy again as he watched the flames created by the fragments purifying the evil tree.

“It’s burning!”

Rumbling –

With her scream, the purple sky above began to shake.

However, the flame that would never go out despite her cries simply burned down the trees in Yeokcheon, step by step.

“Aaaah!”

My children, whom I could not save when they were alive and whom I could not save when they were dead.

A root was rising toward the sky above the head of the woman who was crying for her children.

It’s like the handprints of pitch-black children who cried out at God’s symbol in the church.

“…….”

And there was a man hanging helplessly at the end of that root.

The color of his hair, which pierced through his heart and fluttered, was the black color of Bayezid that Vlad had been searching for.

Under the purple sky where they said they would kill each other and kill each other, only Josef’s black hair was fluttering quietly.