Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 746

Chapter 746,

Chapter 184. Beyond Fate (18)

Jin’s appearance was changing.

A shiny tail sprouted from the brain, his hair was long enough to cover his shoulders, and his eyes bore the depth of a great king who had reigned as the absolute ruler of the world for a long time.

It was becoming a half-death itself.

It was the result of Jin’s ego completely sinking into Van’s unconscious.

Lingling did not take her eyes off the puddle where Jin disappeared in Ban’s inner world.

‘half! No matter how you think about it, this isn’t it. At this rate, sooner or later, that idiot’s ego will disappear completely. So I have to finish it as soon as possible!’

Van nodded heavily.

Although it was a decision made with trust in Jin, it was definitely a risky choice to continue the Myeongwang reign sword.

So, as Lingling said, I had to do everything in my power to put an end to the evil body at once.

A roar that announces that each dog has become the King of Light.

I am determined to annihilate his enemies.

A sword that transcends the limits of mortals.

For example, being able to cut God.

Brain energy that has reached its peak becomes a pure white light more than anything else.

The brain air that colored the ground was discolored white and began to vortex.

The brain energy swirling around the half was absorbing ‘order’ while being filled with divine energy.

The sound was the first to disappear into the sea of cerebral palsy.

The roaring sound generated by the harmony between the human body and the human body, the bizarre frictional sound of black, huge flesh and machines being mixed, the screams of the body being torn apart by the pain, the breath of the people watching all of this, the sighs of astonishment, the storm of mixed spirits A sharp piercing sound.

I was trapped in the sea of cerebral waves that circled halfway.

Hundreds of fleets and countless people were all in motion, but the only thing that could make a sound or hear it was the surrender.

Then the sight disappeared.

The brain energy that glowed hot enough to burn away the retina was closing the pupils of everyone inside.

Whether you close your eyes or open them, all you see is breathtaking whiteness.

It was an afterimage of Van that floated vaguely in it.

Everyone saw the same scene, even if they were standing in different positions and facing different directions.

Everyone was looking at the blurry back of the class.

I was looking at the back that gave me the faith that it would protect me from anything.

On the other hand, the chest god saw Ban’s face.

Just by facing her, her entire body moved forward, and her fearful face, as if her life she had passed so far, would be torn to pieces, and her fierce eyes scratched at the soul of the evil god.

The sound is gone, so I can’t even scream.

The chest body only opened its mouth like a fish.

The last thing to disappear is time.

Everything trapped in the cerebral palsy was frozen.

Even Quikantel and Enya, who were under Olta’s protection among allies, could not escape its absolute interference.

‘Olta is afraid…!’

The two even felt that Olta was engulfed in fear. The god of time could not overcome the strange phenomenon that originated from a mortal sword.

Half was walking through the frozen world.

In the white, only Sigmund’s pale blade shimmered like a ghost.

And whenever Sigmund moved, a sea of brainstorms gushed out.

When the sword was pointed upward, the sharp flesh of the sea stretched out together, and when the sword was pointed downward, the soaring brain energy subsided all at once.

A huge whale appeared to leap from the surface.

Each time the whale slashed along with the sword, Ram tore apart piece by piece.

or disappeared The spirit energy that made up the light evaporated as if it were being washed by water when it touched the brain energy.

It was extinguished without being able to return to Ram or the evil god again.

silent landing.

Those who watched it had to think of such a strange expression. The evil god that had stained the whole world with despair was fading away in the bleak silence.

Ban just performed sword dance with a calm face.

Between the infinitely elegant traces left by Sigmund, the despair of the body was piling up.

‘I am this Rosa Runkandel… Are you saying that I was such an insignificant person…’

Eventually, an uncontrollable sense of defeat rose up inside the body.

nothing.

There was nothing I could do. Even while Sigmund’s body and soul were being cut together, he had almost finished reconciling with Ram.

Without losing her self-confidence as Rosa Runkandel, she gained even stronger divinity.

But what use is that?

Even if he fused with Ram a thousand times, he couldn’t defeat that monster.

It was absolutely hopeless to defeat half of them unless they became a perfect godhead and a god located at the highest level.

I felt like going crazy.

Couldn’t admit it.

The fact that he was wrong, the fact that even the power he gained by giving up so many things can’t help this situation, the fact that it has to end like this.

It was not unacceptable. It was because he knew from the beginning that there could be something in the world with vaster power than himself.

What Shikshin really couldn’t admit was that this wasn’t a fight between himself and the youngest.

What she risked her whole life against was not the head of a great race that disappeared 5,000 years ago, but her youngest son.

Tushin was ruining the fight now.

Either lose or win. The end of this fight had to be the share of herself and the youngest.

If it was just a line that lends strength, I could understand. Because he also accepted the power of chaos.

But fighting a monster with not a single part of the youngest left was terrifying.

It was because she herself had not completely abandoned her self as Rosa Runkandel.

By the time the chest body thinks that far.

Ban’s King’s Reign Sword was pointing towards the middle.

Ram had the appearance of an archipelago formed by the division of the continent.

The entire 10-ri hull was destroyed.

Like the sea snow sprinkled by the death of a gigantic marine creature, the bodies of Ram and the Demon God were thoroughly fragmented and scattered into particles.

The body was able to see a line of ‘good’ that was like the light of salvation.

‘That line… what is it?’

A line of red was visible behind Ban’s back.

The red line, which had never been seen before, was naturally connected to Ban’s body as if it had been there from the beginning.

Soon, an intuition stabbed the inside of the bust.

‘The same connection point as the one the youngest cut when fighting Runtia!’

A line that assimilates Jin and Ban.

The identity of the red line had to be that.

‘Why didn’t you think of that? If you cut that line… Toshin can no longer stick to the youngest! In the first place, the reason why the death god was summoned must have been because there was a medium called that line…!’

It felt like my heart was beating with both bats in the chest that had disappeared without even a shape.

hope was born

The throbbing sensation of reaching out to grab hold of the hope that Jin used to find with his twinkling eyes at every desperate moment.

Now, the chest was feeling tight.

The body, which had been buried in despair, widened the pupils of the soul.

If you can cut that line, if you cut it, you will be able to fight the youngest again.

The obsession was burning.

Then, the fragments of the broken Ram gradually overcome the stopped time.

Although it was extremely small, the fragments were moving.

Ban didn’t take that fact seriously.

In the first place, given the power of the chest, this level of outrage was only natural, and it was because he knew what her plan was.

[It must be the intention of destroying something that connects me and Brother Jin…]

As if it was nothing, Ban didn’t even hide the fact that he had read the evil spirit’s plan.

The chest god couldn’t hear Ban’s voice.

Even if the sound has disappeared, Ban’s voice resonates accurately inside everyone.

Even so, the reason why the lower body couldn’t hear the voice of Ban was because he was completely immersed in one obsession.

The determination to cut the red line.

That idea soon became a shape.

Suddenly, a sword was formed in the air half a step ahead.

It was Rosa Runkandel’s favorite sword during her madness.

After the frenzy came, a hand to hold it was created, a body to swing its arms, and a head and face with black eyes and horns of chaos to look forward.

The body of the bust, which had become similar to a human again, struggled through the air.

He was barely moving with his sword pointed at Van.

[Do you think it’s possible?]

Ban erased that figure with a single sword.

As the thunderstorm that soared after Sigmund swept past Rosa, there was no trace again in the air.

In this way, the bust continued to form a body, and Van finished it with a single blow each time.

The bust has already created a body dozens of times, but the distance with Ban has not narrowed even a single step.

Rather, each time the body was destroyed, it only grew farther and farther away.

Even if there is hope, not everyone can catch it on their own.

The disappearance of the body of the body meant that Ram’s fragments were still being consumed.

After a little bit of time like this, in the end, there will be not even a handful of soul spirits left in this land.

Ban raised his concentration. Until the end of the day, I had no intention of taking my time against the evil body.

However, the moment Sigmund cut the body of the bust about a hundred times.

A scream came from the deepest depths of Ban’s inner world.

Lingling.

And it was Jin’s scream.

The ‘an hour’ that Quawl expected hadn’t even passed halfway.

‘Kaaaaaaa…! half stop! What a limit! I have to stop putting myself together right now to save Jin!’

The puddle of the inner world where Jin disappeared was seething.

Even Ling-Ling was trapped and engulfed in it.

Lingling was convinced that stopping now was the last moment to save Jin’s ego.

In the end, Ban stopped the sword that cut through his chest.

Xungsin led his battered body and ran towards the class.

[Good luck

.

I just thought about this while letting the sword cut through the red line.

‘I guess I’ll have to leave the rest of the work to Brother Jin and his friend…’

Through the inner side of Jin, which I read at the moment when the half-confidence union was first made.

He was aware that he was the first and not the last.

‘Take care of Brother Jin, Black Dragon Murakan.’

Frenzy cut through the red line.