Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 1100

Episode 1100

Episode 257 Attack of the Demon Gods (4)

Cheok! Kuddddud…!

Andrei’s flagship was split in half and falling to the ground.

Except for him and the lieutenant-level wizards, the entire crew died instantly without even leaving a final scream.

It was just a glimpse.

Those who were not directly touched by the sword and those who were not touched by the wind pressure created by the sword all died just because they were standing where the trace was left.

Not even a single drop of blood spattered from those who died like that.

Just like a pile of dry sand being torn down by a cold wind, the body just becomes particles and disperses.

Before even a few seconds had passed, the dead Demon God members disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there from the beginning, as if they had never stood there even for a moment.

That’s what happens if you can’t withstand the ‘strike’ of a knight named Siron Runkandel even for a moment.

‘This is crazy…! What has happened to this dimension?’

Fight or run away.

Once you are within the gap of poetics, it is not a matter of choice.

The choice was only allowed to those who were qualified to ‘fight’ with Siron.

Tsuaaaa-!

A second sword strike struck Andrei’s flagship once more.

The diagonal line dividing the opposing sides. At that time, the flagship was already in the process of disintegrating into particles.

For Andrei and his lieutenants, it felt as if their armor had suddenly been taken off.

The second blow, which flew at his bare skin, was aimed precisely at Andrei’s waist.

“Oops!”

First, the lieutenants who threw themselves into protecting Andrei met their deaths.

Although the sword qi was only one branch, their bodies were torn into countless branches before disappearing into particles.

Still, they are the ones who endured the harshness of poetry, even if only for a moment.

Thanks to this, Andrei was able to take Siron’s blow, which was clearly lowered in power.

“Kahaaaat…!”

Pain as if a bone was breaking.

Even though he just blocked a single sword, all the blood in his body seems to freeze and boil repeatedly, and Andrei’s peaceful sense of not facing a strong enemy for a long time is torn apart with horror.

“You come to your senses, Shiron Runkandel…! “The greeting is too much.”

“I’m confused in many ways, Andrei. “The fact that this bastard became Changseong and was obsessed with dominion, and that he even dared to take my sword… is quite shocking.”

It was the voice of Siron, who had leapt through the bombardment before I knew it.

Andrei unleashed his wind-type magic to prevent him from catching, but it was not enough.

Andrei’s strategy to avoid close combat failed.

I couldn’t immediately think of how to fix it.

It was a natural result since I gave distance to Siron.

“Ha Siron Runkandel. You’re crazy. Are you taking this risk just to punish me?”

Precision artillery fire was coming at Siron from all directions.

Siron kept targeting only Andrei, striking some with his shield and others with his sword.

The sharp wind created by Andrei sometimes brushed Siron’s shoulders or thighs.

Siron smiled at the meaningless residual wound.

“I didn’t come to punish you alone. “I set out to cut down all of you.”

Can not.

In Andrei’s common sense, Siron could never keep his word.

Based on the ‘entire dimension’, there is usually one Changseong in every world, and Masindae has always been able to subdue them without difficulty.

“You say that even after seeing the spearmen die like ants from your bombardment. “We are just special soldiers, Siron Runkandel.”

That was the answer, but Andrei was doubting himself.

Just like the day I first met Keliac from the 33rd dimension, I felt like my insides were shriveled and my mind was overwhelmed.

‘With this theory… could it be possible? No, that can’t be true. never!’

At one point, I even thought about that. Soon, Andrei came to his senses and glared at Siron.

The White Fleet was pressuring Siron and keeping a check on other spear stars to prevent them from further joining Andrei.

However, the White Fleet continued to collapse due to the full-scale advance of the spearmen and the bombardment of the Golden Fleet.

However, since more were added as they were shot down, the White Fleet’s front line was not damaged.

Rather, the White Fleet was expanding its front line little by little.

From five hundred to five hundred and fifty, then to five hundred, then to five hundred and seventy.

Thanks to this, Andrei was able to maintain a fairly convincing exchange of attack and defense with Siron.

The sword, staff, aura, and magic left an afterimage bigger than the flagship that had disappeared in the middle of the sky.

weird.

The fact that he managed to communicate with someone who clearly had a gap with him was driving Andrei into a sense of discomfort.

‘Because I ascended to Changseong and gained the power to bend fate? It’s not like that. The current interest rate is now… I’m estimating… what is it? Are you really measuring whether or not you can cut us all down?’

He still sees us as mere prey!

He is arrogant beyond measure.

“Even though you know that the world is not one, and that you are no longer the strongest! “Do you still think you are the only heaven? How dare you do that!”

Of all the creative voices in this world, only Siron has not met Keliak, so it is like this. Otherwise, it could never be like this.

For example, Andrei felt uncomfortable as if Keliak and the entire Masindae had been insulted.

A person who is just a special soldier still thinks of himself as heaven.

Siron even seemed to be more conscious of the fleet surrounding him and Andrei, slowly retrieving the sword that seemed to have come to an end.

And once again, Andrei suddenly realized that too many White Fleet forces were gathered nearby.

Even if it’s not Shiron, there are four Changseongs here, one of whom is a member of the Fighting God class.

Although the four of them closed the distance at once, it was strange that the fleet maintained the siege so well.

‘Why didn’t they spread it out more? Could have been more scattered. If we did that, we could have prevented the expansion of our front line, so why?’

A series of doubts and doubts.

While unable to read the other person’s thoughts, Andrei made eye contact with Siron.

The eyelids are wide open like a wild beast trying to bite the nape of its prey.

“This is the Black Sea, Andrey Zipple.”

Deuddeuddeuddeuk…!

Suddenly, there was a dark and heavy bursting sound, like when the kings of the Black Sea roared.

Andrei lowered his head reflexively. Ground no. It was a sound that came from somewhere underground in the Black Sea, as deep as the abyss.

“And I am the only human to conquer this land.”

“ah!”

Oh my…!

The land below Siron and Andrei continued to look like the vast land was splitting apart like a lie.

The earth opened its mouth like a predator. It had fangs protruding from its cross section, just like the mouth of an animal.

“It means the Black Sea is now mine.”

The Black Sea’s snout continued to bounce toward the sky like a huge whale.

Andrei frantically turned his head and looked in all directions as he conquered so many dimensions, seeing a landscape he had never seen before and a sight he had never even imagined.

There wasn’t one.

By Siron’s will, the mouth opened and soared, spreading out like an endless cliff beneath all the fleets protecting Andrei.

Kwa-sik, kwa-sik, kwa-sik, kwa-sik!

“Kaaaaak!”

Andrei let out a scream that was almost like a scream and exploded his magic power in all directions.

Because I entered the mouth of the Black Sea, my entire vision turned black.

A heavy feeling of exhaustion that I had never experienced weighed down my entire body.

‘Has the nearby fleet also been swallowed up? What on earth is this… Why is Siron Runkandel so chaotic?’

Contrary to his thoughts, poetics does not deal with chaos.

As he said himself, all he wants to do is defeat all the kings of the Black Sea and rule over this place anew.

The power that Siron gained was not chaos, but the Black Sea.

Naturally, the Black Sea did no harm to Siron himself and the other spears of the alliance that were swallowed up together.

Of course, the union leaders were informed by Siron that he had gained this power.

That’s why they deliberately pushed their enemies to eat the Black Sea.

The White Fleet was sinking into the abyss of the Black Sea.

It couldn’t eliminate the entire fleet at once like the Myeonwangpo, but as a Demon God, this one felt more scary.

This was because he might not die all at once.

As for the Black Sea, even if I drank it, I couldn’t finish all the analysis.

“Khak Shiro On…!”

Andrei’s angry cry lingered hollowly in the mouth of the Black Sea.

His entire body was already exposed to chaos, and if it weren’t for Changseong’s energy, he would have already suffered fatal injuries.

Andrei could not determine the damage to Masindae. I couldn’t even read the direction from which Siron’s sword was flying.

Defense and counterattack relying on Changseong’s insight was all Andrei could do.

Nevertheless, given enough time, he might be able to find the answer. Because that is the dignity of the level of Changseong.

But Ban, Luna Jin, and Murakan. The remaining four spears were beginning to stir up the enemy lines in earnest.

Of course, the first person they decided to kill was Andrei.

“Andrey Ziffle, you face death twice by my hands.”

Crimson sword.

In the darkness of the Black Sea, a ray of crimson sword passed over Andrei’s neck.

Andrei had no choice but to face death without even recognizing the sword.

Stronger spears were pressing him from all directions.

Creak, creak….

The anglers of the Black Sea showed no signs of stopping even after devouring Andrei and over a hundred ships.

Rondo Ziffle and the executives who were observing the battle situation from inside the portal could not help but be shaken.

“under! Siron Runkandel, who controls the Black Sea? “That thing doesn’t exist in any other dimension, but it’s still going around.”

Rondo Ziffle simply responded to the executive’s words like this:

“…Compared to his sword…the power to control the Black Sea…it would be nothing more than an insignificant grab.”