Overpowered Sword

Overpowered Sword Chapter 136

Level up with the sword (136)

[It wasn’t enough to just bounce that big guy off with a bullet, so why use the time difference method of multiplication?]

Even El Cid clicked his tongue at the sight.

To bounce off a sandworm weighing tens of tons with a physique like Ellahan, you must not only have strong muscles. One of the Auror’s applied techniques, the Heavy Body Method, was used to fix the axis and concentrate the destructive power of the entire body into one point to explode in an instant.

Otherwise, the reaction of tens of tons could injure or crush the attacker.

‘I am the double number method?’

[It’s the same type of skill as Gongbusan that you learned. The difference is that it uses shock rather than auror.]

‘Is it a penetration scope that focuses on striking?’

[Correct.]

After talking up to that point, Leon brought his consciousness outside again. Before he knew it, the sandworm targeting him had come within a stone’s throw.

Kieeeeek!

The eyeless sandworm, which must have smelled the blood of its compatriot, rushed forward while screaming.

The pressure feels like a landslide.

The enormous mass of worm-type monsters is both a weapon and a shield. The writhing body without limbs may be ugly, but if you hit it once, it becomes a powerful vehicle that can even collapse a castle wall.

It was too much power for one human being to handle.

‘There’s no need to endure it.’

However, Leon did not take a single step back and raised his sword towards the sandworm.

You can’t blow it up like Ellahan.

If the role of a hammer is to hit and break, the role of a sword is to cut and divide. No matter how big or gigantic something was, it would have been enough to break it in two before it reached it.

Kiiiiing.

As the blade of the holy sword burned with golden light, Ellahan’s eyes, who were so sorry and did not know what to do, widened.

“ah…!”

Warm yet divine power.

A light that any priest can’t help but admire.

The dirt is being erased from the armor and sword skin and hair covered in the sandworm’s bodily fluids. One of the functions equipped with the holy sword El Cid was ‘light of purification’.

In just a few seconds, Leon’s clean-cut sword was completely stained gold, containing enough heat to distort the atmosphere.

‘see.’

Although its eyes are obscured by a thick cloud of dust, the vibrations that shake the sand allow its movements to be seen.

3 seconds, 2 seconds, 1 second.

and.

‘now!’

Opening his closed eyes, Leon violently brought down the sword that had been raised vertically.

A celestial solar eclipse called

Dubhe,

as if splitting the world in front of us, a wave of light erupted that split the heavens and earth to the left and right.

The first of 〈Seven Star Sword〉.

The thick cloud of dust was split by the sword light and exploded onto the face of the sandworm that was running behind it.

Kiiiiing――!

It is a blade of light that even tore off Drake’s scales.

Although the leather was quite thick and tough, it did not have enough defense power to block the sandworm .

The mass of the sandworm soon became poisonous. Even though he was mortally wounded, he was unable to stop on his own and ended up rushing into the large, sharp blade with all his might. The golden sword light raced all the way from its face to its tail.

Literally one sword, two swords!

Ke…ssssssssssssss…

The sandworm, which was cut into two pieces on the left and right, passed by Leon and stopped breathing as it wet the sand with dark green body fluid. Even among A-rank or higher monsters, he killed a particularly difficult giant monster with a single blow.

As if cutting the sandworm wasn’t enough, the sword light, which cut the sand worm behind it into two pieces, moves away.

Leon thought as he looked back on what he had done.

‘Even if you use the properly, your breathing will not be disturbed. Apart from the recovery of stigmata, does this mean that the vessel itself has expanded?’

There were several common denominators in martial arts training methods, including Auror. Just as you train your muscles, you need to train the energy that circulates through Aurors, and just as you learn martial arts through countless repetitions, Auror exercises, like breathing, need to be ingrained in your mind and body.

Among them, the most fundamental practice was to fill it up and then throw it away. Just as muscles are exhausted, recovered, and trained, it was ideal for Auras to be filled and then emptied.

El Cid also agreed and said.

[The two factors, the enormous consumption of the Seven Star Sword and the resilience of the guardian’s stigmata, created a synergy. In some ways, it’s a degree of degrees, and in other ways, it’s an apostle of apostles.]

‘What do you mean?’

[Your growth speed is clearly in accordance with rational principles, but the method is too irrational.]

Everyone knows the norm, so it is the norm, but there are few people who can apply it directly to reality.

This was also the case with Leon.

[Other people know that, but they can’t do it like you do. If you use a decisive battle technique like too much, the energy that will quickly drain the Aurors will be destroyed. The same goes for the depletion of aurors. Just as the dried earth cracks like a turtle’s back, if you repeatedly deplete the aura, it bursts like a bottomless poison.]

But Leon’s body was fine.

This was because the power flowing from the holy sword immediately healed the internal wounds, and the power flowing from the ‘guardian’s stigmata’ did not allow the dried up energy veins to rupture.

Since you train and recover at the same time, the growth rate is bound to be fast!

‘…is it a foul?’

[Well, think of it as a personal difference. Because there was someone who recovered beyond that without a holy sword and stigmata.]

‘Who is that?’

[B.]

‘It’s a foul!’

As Leon was fighting with El Cid like that, Ellahan came up next to him and shouted with emotion.

“You are a warrior after all!”

“huh?”

“I heard a lot about it, but you were really able to use Rodrigo Caldias el Vivar’s swordsmanship! “What an honor it is to see ‘Seven Star Sword’ with my own eyes!”

She held on to Leon’s empty hand with both hands and looked at him with bright eyes as if she was going to cry at any moment.

Even El Cid was taken aback by the strong reaction.

He said he showed off whenever he had the chance, but it was shameful to do so even in front of people he truly respected.

[Disciple, please do the hard work for me.]

‘What?! for a moment…!’

Then, without saying another word, he hid in the depths of the Holy Sword’s consciousness, leaving only Leon in front of the very excited Ellahan.

“The light you first used was the ‘light of purification,’ right? If you don’t mind, can I try it too? The bright and warm light feels like the grace of the goddess…!”

There is no person more difficult to deal with than a priest who is intoxicated with religion. Leon accepted her words while breaking out in a cold sweat, and was immediately delighted at the sight of her approaching.

Karen, who had turned a sandworm into a mop, spoke to the two with a serious expression.

“Something is strange.”

As an A-rank logger, she had a wealth of knowledge about monsters, so there was a palpable sense of discomfort.

After hearing those words, Ellahan finally came to his senses and asked back.

“You say it’s strange?”

“Sandworms don’t live in groups. “If huge monsters are concentrated in one place, they will quickly run out of food.”

If the sandworm had been a monster that lived in groups, the danger level would have risen to A+ rank, not A- rank.

The difference between one fish and many fish is that big.

Karen then pointed to the ground with her finger.

“It’s a bit strange that they passed us by. According to the vibrations felt underfoot, there were at least four more, but they did not react even when they smelled the blood of their own people. “It means they didn’t come here to target us from the beginning.”

“…then!”

Leon opened his eyes and looked in the direction the sandworms had come from. It is the most reasonable guess and at the same time, there are possibilities that cannot occur.

Karen nodded as if affirming the idea.

“Yes, something made the sandworms run away.”

There is a reason why the A-rank dangerous monsters gathered in groups and turned away without even looking back.

The faces of the three people naturally hardened.

“Are there such powerful monsters living in the sand desert?”

“There is an Antrion with an S-rank level of danger… but it is rare for that monster to collide with a sandworm. “They are the type that builds a nest in one place and stays there, so sandworms avoid them on their own.”

“If not a monster, then what about a person?”

“Sandworms don’t make money. “Unless a large-scale subjugation force or a master-level team steps in, they won’t run away like that.”

“Isn’t there a possibility either way…”

Leon thought for a moment.

The purpose of their party is, after all, ‘reconciliation of disputes in the Western Desert’. I wasn’t sure that just because the sandworms showed strange behavior, it would necessarily lead to an incident.

Karen and Ellahan quietly waited for his decision.

It was the role of the warrior to decide the path to take.

“―Let’s go in the direction the sandworms came from.”

After several stages of thinking, Leon made a decision.

Unlike the conflicts in the Great Desert that were repeated at regular intervals, the sandworms’ march was a special event.

If you skip this time, you may miss an important clue.

Leaving the three sandworm corpses behind, Leon and his party began running across the sandy plain once again. A mirage hovering over the horizon seemed to greet them.

* * *

In the desert, death was not a very distant concept.

A land where plants cannot even sprout.

The desert was the most merciless and cruel land to life, where if the hunt failed once, the eagle had no choice but to fall to the ground and turn into a white skeleton.

Countless people died to take over the oasis, which was a small water source, and people and monsters preyed on each other, practicing the law of the fittest.

The Western Great Desert has been such a place since time immemorial.

however.

“Geu…Geu…Geueuuu….”

A man wearing a turban struggled on the sand field.

Although there was no external injury, his facial expression and bloodshot eyes showed that he was in extreme pain.

No, I could tell if I looked closely.

Something is writhing under the cracked skin, like a rice paddy field during a drought!

“Gaaaaaaaaah!”

Finally, when the man who screamed in despair fell limp, they came out from his lifeless body.

Through your nose, through your ears, and through your mouth.

In addition, black and ominous scarabs crawled out of several holes in the human body. As dozens or more than a hundred scarabs escaped, the man’s body was shrunk as thin as an empty leather bag.

It was truly a terrible and eerie sight.

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch.

Scarabs gather in one place like a black wave.

It wasn’t just the turban man.

Corpses like men’s, with nothing but skin on them, were strewn everywhere. Dozens of humans. And even the camels they rode had long since become food for scarabs.

The jet-black scarabs gathered in one place as if they were going to build a tower and soon coalesced into a specific shape.

-lack.

‘He’ spoke in a language that makes it impossible to guess the era.

-Give your life. Offer up your life.

With his body stained black from head to toe, he began to walk slowly.

A being that rejects death (Undead).

A person who survives by eating the lives of living things.

Even though he has forgotten his own name, he instinctively pursues life. The monster that ate an entire caravan took off again, following the scent of its prey.

Unaware of the gazes looking down at him from the sand dunes.

“Brothers.”

A person wearing a sand-colored robe spoke.

“The manifestation of the Dark Pharaoh was a success. Since he is the embodiment of the phenomenon called death, even the eyes of the cursed goddess will not reach him. “Like this, we will dry up the life of the great desert and mourn the beasts of the steppe and the nomads who have lost their home.”

“To agree.”

“To agree.”

“To agree.”

The people surrounding him spoke in unison.

Evil cult.

The purest incarnations of evil have revealed themselves in the great western desert. The gaze shining beneath the robe was all stained with black, distorted madness.

They were neither ‘chaos’ nor ‘despair’.

“The goddess’s slayer draws near. “I recommend disbanding.”

The person who spoke a little while ago pointed to the horizon and the Lobians immediately nodded.

The first target of the evil cult.

Over the past 300 years, the Seongcheolsae, filled with the blood of evil cultists, was approaching. Even foreign magicians who were two or three levels stronger than those of the same level were at a great disadvantage when dealing with priests.

Still, the number of people summoned to this event was absurdly insufficient to face the strongest saint of all time.

“To agree.”

“Everyone retreats in different directions.”

“Brothers, I wish you success.”

After briefly exchanging greetings, the Robbins held their breath for the last time and spoke in one voice of their murderous intent against the world.

Life will end and only destruction will last forever.

The largest sect of the evil cult, ‘Destruction’, has arrived in the Western Desert.

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