Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 1028

Chapter 1028

Episode 247 La Prarosa Liberation War (16)

Simat’s shaking sword was slowly calming down. Simat’s inner self, bound to Simma, returned to its proper place.

The price of sin has already been determined.

As Luna said, there was no need to drag her into this fight.

“He is becoming more and more like the Emperor of Cheongpung, who saves the life of enemies who could otherwise be cut down.”

Simat shrugged his shoulders and said. Even though the feeling of defeat was flooding in, I strangely didn’t feel disgusted or humiliated.

Even though eternal pain, unrelated to victory or defeat, was waiting for me, I actually felt happy.

“When I reached Changseong, I was able to see it more clearly. Cheongpungje, there was still a big gap between that old man and me. But I was convinced that I was inherently stronger than him.”

“Is it because we treated our enemies more cruelly?”

“Yes. At the time, I couldn’t understand how he entered this realm or how he was even stronger than me. But now… I get it. “Creativity is just a state.”

Luna nodded in agreement.

“What you are carrying is, in some ways, more important than your state. In that sense, this state that I have reached only through my desire for myself and my compatriots is simply shabby.”

Sussss…!

Simat’s sword stretched forward. As if the distance that existed between the two was actually an illusion, the blade suddenly flew in front of Luna’s eyes.

Luna gently turned around. In response, Crantel also rotated and created a heavy sword wind, but Simat did not dodge it and stabbed his sword once again.

The purple blade rushed into Luna’s heart. Luna struck the sword away with the handle of Crantel and then used the recoil to push Simat away.

“For something so shabby, it’s dangerous.”

Contrary to what she said, Luna was strangely finding her relaxation.

A new sensation was coming. A vibration that somehow makes my heart pound, as if something is shaking deep inside me.

‘see. It becomes clearer and clearer.’

The direction in which Simat’s blade entered, the location where the purple brain energy spread, and the boundary between life and death that opened up with each step and breath continued to become more intense.

Even if Simat’s blade grases your neck or passes before your eyes. Luna was no longer overcome by the sensation of her bones burning.

Rather, I narrowed the gap with him more boldly. Snow-white auras and self-consciousness were mixed together and spreading like fog.

The iron chunks inside the hull were swept away by the fog and scattered into fine powder. The energy of gently clashing with each other drew a circle around the two people and expanded its area.

The more it happened, the more Luna was moving away from her familiar ways. Swinging his sword destructively, radiating energy wildly, and charging wildly.

But it is not forgotten.

Luna was just waiting for an opportunity. The plan was to continue the harmonious fight with Simat, as if in harmony, and then explode in an instant.

She was feeling a new strength growing within her. That power is still pulsating like a huge heart, ready to pour out at any time.

Simat was reading the numbers accurately.

However, I had no intention of avoiding it. He planned to face Luna’s new power head on.

It was a courtesy to the person who risked his life and came to challenge his shabby self, who would soon disappear on his own if left alone.

It is the final battle of a dark and long life that has continued since ancient times.

Simat was fighting with his whole body as he was fighting alone, as if he had been abandoned as a clanless person without an air fortress or compatriots.

‘Come, Luna Runkandel. What are you going to show me? It’s probably another essence of the Blue Wind Emperor that I don’t know about…’

Simat was still conscious of Elthiot. I was looking forward to his sword that Luna inherited.

‘That sword will be beautiful. Even in the eyes of this Simat who knew only massacre and conquest, clearly.’

Taaaa! Fzzzzzzs…!

Suddenly the ship tilted. This was because the aftermath of the Emperor’s Reign Sword that fell from outside collapsed Cree. The hull that Luna and Simat were standing on was splitting like a glacier and falling to the ground.

Jin’s brain energy flowed through the cracks in the hull. In an instant, golden waterfalls formed throughout the interior of the ship.

It was as if he had received a signal.

The two leaped towards each other at the same time. Simat came in with a thrust, and Luna swung Crantel from afar.

‘It looks slower, but it’s not.’

Simat expected Krantel to accelerate just before the collision.

‘And are you planning to cut me whole with your sword? No… that’s not the way of the Cheongpungje.’

So what is Luna’s new level? At once, such questions filled Simat’s mind.

Visible and invisible.

Before the sword could reach him, he had to discover what was hidden in the gap. However, even with Changseong’s insight, it was difficult to capture everything in that short moment.

‘Acceleration is certain. The sword Luna Runkandel would deploy after acceleration, no, it was not acceleration! Light Sword, was that it…!’

‘Light Sword’ was a sword technique that Eltiot in his prime tried to prepare for Simat. So that he, who at the time was neither Red nor Blue, could use it after realizing the principles of harmony.

However, Simat left Elthiot before the Light Sword was completed, and had forgotten about it until now.

The form of the Sword of Light began to come to mind as vividly as if it were just yesterday. Eliot must have perfected his unfinished sword skills for Luna.

‘There is no other sword better suited to cut me down.’

The Light Sword that Simat remembers was an honest sword worthy of its grandiose name. A truly straight sword, with no sudden acceleration or irregular swing changes.

Crantel was flying at the same speed as the first time. If things continue like this, Simat’s sword will inevitably arrive first.

However, just as the swords were about to strike each other, Simat’s vision suddenly turned red.

The red sword energy unique to Shimgeom, but deeper than that. A crimson aura that Simat had never seen before enveloped Crantel.

As Simart expected, Krantel did not accelerate.

Instead, as Simat showed a moment ago, he moved as if ‘erasing’ the space, completely destroying Simat’s calculations.

I am not a master, Simat.

That’s what the crimson blade was saying. This is not the sword of the Blue Wind Emperor, but Runkandel, the sword of Moby Dick.

It was a power that began to resonate within her from the moment she shook off the temptation of red energy. Luna knew that Simat was continuously projecting Eliot from herself.

Deep…!

Simat’s sword pierced Luna’s chest.

However, the blade did not go as deep as he wanted. Although it was extremely short, it was the price of being tied to the past.

He continued to face the past through Luna, and Luna only looked to the future of this fight.

The power to change fate.

Even if you have the power of creation, you cannot change the fate of the past that has already passed in the distant past.

And even without the power of creation, sometimes a person can transcend fate. Just as Luna is now leaping over the gap with Simat and dealing a fatal blow to him.

Looking purely at the inaction of the two people, something that could never have happened was happening.

Simat’s sword was cutting shallowly, and Luna’s sword was cutting deeply. Krantel grazed Simat’s neck, entered deep into his chest, and struck the left side of his light heart.

Tsk-!

There was a loud noise and vibration, and one side of the red light heart was crushed and sharp fragments flew out. Red brains poured out like thick, heavy blood through the cracks.

“Big…!”

It was Luna’s moan. As Simat was retreating, a red brain exploded in the affected area. Luna gritted her teeth and chased after Simat, who was trying to widen the distance.

Even though I am seriously injured, my body does not feel heavy.

Luna was keenly aware. Transcendence is imminent. All the experience and knowledge he had accumulated as the first standard bearer of the family, as a member of the Black Sea expedition, and as Elthiot’s disciple was exploding like crazy.

I wanted to put all of that into Crantel and swing it around without stopping. If I did that, it seemed like not only Simat but the entire Great Desert could be erased from the map in an instant.

‘Harmony.’

However, Luna did not hastily try to seize the moment of transcendence that was finally just around the corner.

So that everything can come together as one, without anything missing or buried, and so that everything can shine.

I had to adjust and accept it delicately. Luna was able to immediately realize what the element was for him.

‘This is a magic sword that has not just developed red power.’

Along with the crimson energy, a calm wind of magical power was blowing near her. Luna moved forward, stepping on that magic as if it were a road.

Even though it wasn’t that fast, Simat couldn’t escape easily. A crimson energy was constricting him in front, and magic power was constricting him from behind.

Fragments of the Light Heart were broken apart between the crimson energy and magic power. Finally, King Jeokcheon was coming to an end.

* * *

[Kid. Clearly, the curse of Lokia is weakening.]

Between Laprarosa and Inse, a dimensional rift. The inside was transparent like a crystal cave. The images of Jin and Murakan reflected on the wall of the dimension were blurring and darkening repeatedly.

[Yes, but it is not completely gone. It looks like the half-brothers are having trouble enduring both the curse and the dimensional error.]

Although they were talking comfortably, the two were feeling the pressure of the dimensional storm that was constantly coming.

A huge encephalocele was flowing inside the dimension. The encephalocele that started from La Prarosa and the encephalocele extending from Jin continued to get closer.

[Hmm, this is how much pressure I feel on the dimensional road leading to La Prarosa, but I’m worried whether that smoker’s liberation device will be able to withstand it. Well, the guy in that class will protect it well,

right?] Jin smiled and nodded.

[That’s something I can do, Murakan. There’s no way a half-brother couldn’t do it. Still, let’s speed up a little more, no matter how strong Brother Ban is, there’s nothing good about us being late.]