Solo Swordmaster

Solo Swordmaster Chapter 1087

#Side Story 56. Because sinners cannot regret (1)

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It was a battlefield.

No, it wasn’t a battlefield.

Because what was going on there was not a war of equals, but simply merciless and one-sided slaughter.

They were the remnants of the defeated army.

No, it wasn’t a defeated soldier.

They were already too ragged and helpless to say they were defeated and ran away soldiers.

She had to make so many sacrifices to survive that miserable and cruel fight… no, the hunt.

“Ciao no!”

“Go, princess.”

“but… !”

“Do you plan to let our sacrifice be in vain?”

“… .”

“Please don’t forget.”

A face covered in blood.

The side with a gaping hole.

Even his arms were as black as charcoal.

Even though it is hard to find a clean look anywhere, his eyes shine brightly.

A black-haired, cross-dressing woman with an androgynous appearance spoke.

“You must survive.”

… I wonder why.

A phrase I’ve already heard several times.

This is a fact that I have taken for granted until now.

The last voice of a close friend who has been with me my whole life is so deep and heavy that it hits my heart like a hammer.

But because there is no other way.

Because it has already been done several times.

Above all, there is a reason why we must survive.

In the end, she…

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patter.

“… .”

Following the chill that wets my cheeks.

She quietly raised her head.

And I thought quietly as I watched the water droplets that had been falling one or two drops through the gap in the hole gradually form a thicker stream.

‘A typhoon is coming.’

How much will it rain?

After making a rough estimate, she closed her eyes.

It was good news that it was raining while we were already running out of drinking water.

However, it was extremely unfortunate that the rain was due to a strong typhoon.

This shelter will most likely not be able to stand with that typhoon.

That’s why she moved.

Sreuk.

Change your clothes.

Torn and tattered in places.

Still wearing a shabby dress that is useful in that it can block blades and bullets.

He wraps a dirty, dusty rag over it to cover his face and clothes, and then packs his things.

Since there wasn’t much luggage to begin with, preparations were completed quickly.

And to avoid tracking.

Finally, after clearing up the traces.

She left the basement of the half-collapsed ruins that had been her safe haven for the past few days.

Shoot!

Is it luck?

Or is it misfortune?

After a while, the rain and wind suddenly intensified, completely destroying the ruins where she was staying and completely erasing any traces that might have remained.

However, because of that, she had to brave a strong wind and rain before she could find another shelter.

Nevertheless.

She’s not particularly frustrated.

He didn’t blame himself for his bad luck.

It wasn’t just that I was already used to this kind of thing thanks to my long time on the run.

―Because someone who has already fallen to the bottom of hell cannot afford to feel any more despair and frustration.

Whiuuung!

so that.

She kept going.

In a storm that would blow even rocks.

Blocking the wind and rain with tattered rags.

In the meantime, he used stealth techniques to hide his appearance and presence as much as possible.

She walked alone among the collapsed ruins and polluted land.

When you’re thirsty, drink rainwater.

When I’m hungry, I chew weed.

If you’re lucky, you’ll catch and eat mice.

When my stamina was low, it was better if I could sleep in a place where I could avoid the rain even a little.

Of course, I wasn’t always so lucky.

When it didn’t rain, I had to drink muddy water, there were many times I had to starve because there weren’t even bugs, and I spent more days curled up and sleeping under dried old trees.

It was something that could not be helped.

Now is the end times.

Everything is decaying and decaying.

So there was nothing sane in this world where only dying was left.

Food, goods, and weather.

…and even people.

‘Since when did this start?’

So in the freezing cold.

Suffering from deep hunger.

She suddenly remembered something.

When did everything start to become so broken?

Was it time for Leviathan to fall?

Or was it when Fafnir fell?

It’s a pity, but even she, who was once considered the smartest person in the Seven Dragons’ Association, couldn’t know the answer.

In the first place, the collapse of the Seven Dragons Group, which prided itself on having all the wealth in the world in its hands, was literally an instant.

Either economically.

Either politically.

Either by force or by force.

In literally every way.

This is because they were unable to prevent the massive raid that took place simultaneously all over the world.

Of course, they also tried to fight back somehow.

By mobilizing everything, from the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years to the technology and all kinds of plots and schemes carefully prepared by thousands of experts.

But nonetheless.

They were ultimately defeated.

And then I realized.

From the beginning, they couldn’t win.

Because what they had to deal with wasn’t just a powerful force.

So after that.

When catastrophe comes.

They had no choice but to flee.

Because they had been robbed of everything from world supremacy to financial power, there was no other way for them but to run away.

Just like how they tenaciously survived despite being called a demonic cult in the era of heroes, they have to hide and run away to make a promise for the future.

…but this time too.

They failed.

The Seven Dragons, who could not even exterminate the Sword Demon, have been pursuing their enemies to exterminate every last one of them.

Days of endless flight.

Repeated fights with pursuers.

The clan gradually decreased.

The number of victims continued to increase.

There was no one anywhere in the world to help them.

It was the same for other clans that fell overnight.

Everyone in the world, including countries, governments, military, and even ordinary people, was hostile to them and tried to kill or capture them.

What was more fatal than anything else was that as the situation worsened, a traitor emerged even from among the clan.

It was something that could not be helped.

The essence of the Seven Dragons Association is religion.

Although it began with fanatical religious beliefs, its foundation was maintained by the power and wealth derived from psionics.

In the first place, the reason the Seven Dragons were able to gain hegemony over the world during the Bronze Age was because they stole the wealth of numerous religious orders during the Silver Age.

However, when everything collapsed, a traitor appeared even among the masters of the Seven Dragons.

Vague pride and faith.

Clear risk and stability.

Among the two, there were people everywhere who chose the one that would benefit them.

This is especially true in the Black Dragon Clan, where conspiracies and schemes are rampant and do not even care about betrayal for gain.

One expert.

One family.

And the majority of the clan.

It didn’t take long for blood, oaths, and faith to be abandoned.

All that remained until the end were a handful of truly faithful and devout clans, and even those who lost most of their lives in the fight against the pursuers.

There is only one hope for them in that hopeless situation.

Beyond the distant sea.

Even as everyone was collapsing, the strongest clan of the Seven Dragons was the only one that preserved some strength.

The last time I heard from you, it was even more so because I had found a safe haven.

So, we want to get their cooperation.

She moved on.

Keep going.

The whole clan perishes.

…Even the last remaining close associates threw themselves as bait.

That’s why I think of it again.

‘Why is this?’

Losing everything.

Even though everyone died.

Was he the only one who survived?

And is he still struggling desperately to survive?

…It would be easier if I just collapsed like this and let go of everything.

Even though I was so worried and worried.

Just move on and move on.

Because I have work to do.

Because I have karma to carry.

According to the destiny I was born with.

After moving forward steadily and carefully without stopping like an ant digging a tunnel all my life…

“Is it time to come now?”

“….”

at last.

She faced.

Under the torrential downpour.

With a countless number of players and an even greater number of horse monsters.

A black man radiating a soft starlight.

“Hmm, I thought she was a hideous-looking witch because she was so infamous… but she looks prettier than I thought?”

“….”

He grinned.

I suffered severe burns.

Even though my whole body was distorted in an ugly way.

Looking at the pitch-black man speaking with an extremely sly smile, with hundreds or thousands of high-level monsters behind him.

She understood.

no.

I had no choice but to understand.

This moment is your end.

After all, what stands in her way now is one of her worst enemies.

Because he was one of the absolute figures who destroyed the Seven Dragons’ Association and ruled this end times.

“Summon Lord…!”

Even as she gritted her teeth and prepared to fight, she was filled with despair.

Because I knew it.

That I can’t defeat him.

In the past, the monarchs who were reborn with the blessings of the stars were transcendental people with a power that surpassed even the absolute.

―To the extent that even Hasneti finally met his end.

It was impossible for her to deal with the summoning lord, especially since she did not even have a clan left to fight with her.

This is even more so because the entire area is already covered with summoned beasts that are excellent at tracking down things, so there is no way to escape.

That’s why I grit my teeth.

She brought up her psionics.

Even if I can’t win, I want to make a final struggle.

Looking at her like that, the Summoning Lord clicked his tongue as if he didn’t like it at all.

“Hmm, that’s so offensive. If she had been a little more obedient, I would have taken her as my wife, but the princess of the Seven Dragons has such a temperament…”

『Yam Dragon Killing Sword

Secret Art 斬魔龍殺劍 祕術

The shapeless

sword is invisible, so it is 無形劍是隱shaped的』

.

“…uh?”

It was that moment.

The body of the Summoning Lord, who was grinning and talking, was split into left and right sides.

Perhaps thanks to the star’s protection, the Summoning Lord showed terrifying vitality, blinking his eyes even after being cut in half from the top of his head to his groin… but

it was unfortunate.

Thanks to that vitality, he had to watch clearly as his body was torn into dozens of pieces.

The rest was instantaneous.

Monsters summoned by the Summoning Lord.

Also the other players he brought in.

The time it took for him to be cut to pieces by an invisible sword extending out of thin air was only a moment.

nevertheless.

She couldn’t be happier.

No, in fact, he raised his eyes more sharply than when he met the summoning lord.

Because I saw it.

The person who caused all of this appeared as if appearing in the middle of a space where only blood and corpses were left.

It’s been threatening them for hundreds of years.

In particular, for the past 10 years since ‘that day’, he has single-handedly engaged in a desperate struggle with the Seven Dragons, cutting their power in half.

As a result, he was the culprit who played the biggest role in the downfall of the Seven Dragons Association.

“Limon Asfelder…!”

Black Dragon Princess Li Qingyu gritted her teeth as she glared with sly eyes at the white-haired swordsman with one loose sleeve.

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