The 31st Piece Turns the Tables

Episode 530

Kaaaaaa!

Trolls with bright red eyes stab and cut each other.

Puhwaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The arm falls off…

clunk!

He strangles the opponent with his remaining arm.

“Ugh….”

“The Presbyterian Council has taken his side!”

“Rotten old men!”

Puhwaaaaaaaaa!

Sugeook…

“Hahahahaha! “It’s a shame to die alone, so let’s just die together!”

“Youngness will be a loss, so we don’t care!”

The forces siding with the rebels, including the Presbyterian Council, rose up at once and began a decisive battle.

“Fight against Genshin! “If not, die!”

“You crazy guys… The God of War will punish you!”

“Haha! If it’s a punishment, you’ve already received it. A life of submission and dependence to them!”

Puhwaaaaaaaaa!

“Keoheook….”

“Cut your head!”

Kwazizig!

Kwajijijijik!

All kinds of strange phenomena occurred everywhere. Earthquakes, uplifts and even storms.

The powers of the shamans, who could be said to be the main force of the alliance, began to mesh with each other.

Crumbling!

Clap…

“What… what…”

In order to induce greater chaos, the rebel soldiers simultaneously released those whom the Federation had prepared to use as sacrifices.

“Run away too!”

The waves created as they dispersed to escape the civil war turned the battlefield into chaos, and some even attacked nearby trolls.

Although it was a problem that there was no discrimination between factions, in the end, the rift created by releasing the prisoners was a greater benefit to the rebels.

Once a gap appeared, there were those who pushed the waves harder.

Slurrr…

[Uses Hanega Season: Runway.]

[Inflicts massive damage in a straight line and is affected by blade resistance.]

[Enemies with defense of 400 or less are executed.]

…

Piiiiii Yiiiiing-!

The sword of Hane, the warrior of the gust of wind, split the middle of the battlefield.

Puff puff puff!

Dozens of heads rise into the air at the same time.

“Yes! “You traitor!”

“If the betrayal has been this long, I wish we could just say it was a difference in personality.”

Kkeeeeeeeek-!

Kakui, riding Hekai and Hekum, grabs the shoulder of the troll on the ground and flies up.

“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… Let it go! “Let go!”

“ha ha ha! okay! “Let me go!”

“Ugh!”

Falling Troll.

The Kakui power boasted by Gosae Wing was a huge burden for Genshin.

“Shoot! “Match it and drop it!”

“Throw the spear!”

It’s a bit weird…

rumbling!

Piiiiing-!

A spear imbued with lightning passes by Hekai’s earlobe.

“… Dagum.”

“I missed it… Tsk….”

Dagum, the warchief of the fearful thunderbolt, personally set out to deal with the High Wing brothers.

“Haneeh!”

“Buyol. It’s you. Little one….” “Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tt… For bragging… I will show you the power of the mountain!”

Bujol, the chieftain of the mountain tribe Iron Mountain, hung on to Hane of the gust of wind.

“ha ha ha! “You can’t believe I’m putting acid in my mouth… Shall I show you my skills?”

“come! “Traitor!”

Even if you count it by the second, countless corpses are piling up. Although they have accumulated experience over years, decades, and hundreds of years, they do not hesitate once they turn around.

They are enemies and must be killed.

And the bloody battle with Genshin, which is the most important part of this fight, has just ignited.

* * *

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Jamard’s fist hit Purga’s face.

“Huh… Hahahahahah!”

A fire monkey that shed the shock with its unique agile movements.

Put your hands together and puff out your cheeks.

Sigh-!

[Purga uses the great spell: Drought.]

[Targets affected by drought will receive additional continuous damage that gradually increases each time they receive damage.]

…

Puhwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

Unholy magic pouring from your mouth.

“Hmm….”

Sigh!

[The spell bought by Jamard: Shake! Use.]

[It shakes the surrounding terrain, causing damage to the opponent and taking cover at the same time.]

…

Quagagagagagagagagak-!

The ground rose like a wave to meet the drought energy released by Purga.

Blah blah blah…

The land splits apart in an instant.

“… I took it out.”

Jamad disappeared from Purga’s sight.

Gurgling!

“….”

The fight between Ambika and the tribal leaders catches the eye.

Ungola of the Black Thunder, Bron of the Maw of the Glacier, and even Zando.

To their surprise, they were the roar and whistle of lightning.

“… Tsk that Ambika guy. “In the end, I’ll have to be diligent.”

Purga is thinking of joining Ambika’s side after clearing out Jamad early.

“Where are you looking?”

“… What?”

Purga hurriedly tried to soar upward, but Jamard was faster.

Faaaaaaaaaaa!

Jamad grabs Purga’s ankle.

He was now submerged in the ground, with only one arm sticking out.

[Jammard uses a mountain spell: Acid Puddle.]

[Temporarily changes a large area of land into a mud swamp.]

[Except for the caster, targets who fall into the mud swamp will gradually harden.]

…

zuzuzuzuzuz …

Purga being sucked into the ground with waves.

Frequently!

Purga spouted flames toward the ground where she was hiding, but Jamard did not flinch and continued to pull Purga.

“I… Ii….”

One of Purga’s feet is dipped into the mud swamp.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmm…

“Breojigaa!”

Good!

Wow!

As was the case at the end of Guamong, when Purga also recognized the crisis, he let out a cry similar to that of his original monkey.

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

In the end, Purga ended up cutting off one leg below her ankle.

“Kihihihi… Kihihihi… How dare a slave tell his master…”

Slurp…

Jamard slipping out of the mud swamp.

“The punishment is more severe than that of Geumong, Purga.”

“Do you… do you think that someone like you… can harm Genshin?”

“There’s nothing I can’t do.”

“you’re welcome! You will live as you were born. The fate of slaves has been decided from the time of the day and will give us regularly ….

”

Purga moved his body and grabbed handfuls of the trolls around him.

Ujiik…

Ujiiiik…

A fire monkey that scoops up trolls in its mouth and chews them up before swallowing them.

He got a new foot.

However, he seemed to have shrunk a little, perhaps because his vitality had been damaged.

Squeak!

[Purga uses great magic: Hoho Tangtang (浩浩蕩蕩).] [

The sulfur increases the ability of the original body to the extreme.] [The

magic power recovers quickly, and the more you move, the more your strength and agility increases. .]

[The more muscle and agility increases, the more the magic power is consumed.]

[ If the

magic

power is depleted, the effect ends.

]

Hmm…

Baaaaaaaaaaaa!

My head is bent at an angle.

“Heeheeheeheehee!”

Purga is a flame.

A very quick and frivolous spark.

He taught the trolls the power of brimstone, was once a stern man, and was once a teacher. He was once kind and once a friend.

Whoops!

“Hahahahahaha!”

Whoops!

“Khihihihahahaha!”

And once he reigned, once he was a master.

This too will be a temporary thing.

Anger welled up in Jamard’s eyes.

His eyes also turn red.

“Right today!”

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

He grabbed the fire monkey by the neck. No, I snatched it.

“Kick… Kihiiik….”

“I will crush this slave… thank you for your trouble.”

Jamard punches down towards the ground.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

???

“Khaaaak!”

Kwajieeeeeeek-!

“Uuuuuu….”

“That’s it!”

Crumbling!

[Ambica uses the great spell: Butterfly Storm.]

[Forms a storm.]

[Damage inflicted increases depending on the distance between the target caught in the storm and the caster.]

…

Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

A storm targeting Jamard.

“Where!”

Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahchchchlightlight mark!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Different looking trolls put their hands together at the same time.

[Ungola uses the anti-spell: Short Circuit.]

…

[Zando uses the anti-spell: Burning Earlobe.]

…

[Bron uses the anti-spell: Whirlpool.]

…

Quaaaaaaaaaang. -!

The power of the great sorcerers clashing with Ambika’s storm.

Quagagagagagagagagagag-!

Great shamans who do not flinch even when a huge storm rages, blowing away the surrounding terrain.

Kiiiiiiiig-!

Through the clash of forces, Ambika flew and approached.

“Tear it to shreds…”

Just as Ambika raised her claws and was about to attack, something flew out.

Fuuuuuuuung-!

It was Purga’s limp body.

“This….”

Fuuuuuuck-!

Ambika is unable to avoid it and collides with Purga.

Purga seemed to have fainted for a moment.

Since he is a primordial god with enormous vitality, he will continue to recover until all of his vitality is depleted.

But that is no reason to be optimistic about their situation.

“Tsk tsk tsk… Why are you doing this Ambika? “If I had known you would stumble like this, I would have come alone.”

Ungola, who lost his older brother Ungus due to Ambica’s curse, sneered.

Kwasik…

Kwaziik…

Genshin’s strength is like a legend that lies somewhere between faith and fundamental fear for trolls.

Jando couldn’t believe that he had an advantage over such enemies and enemies.

He glances up at the huge jamad.

Even in front of the primordial gods, they showed overwhelming inaction without showing any signs of intimidation.

‘If it goes on like this…’

I never thought something like that would be possible, but today I am leaning on a glimmer of hope.

Only today may this primitive race be freed from the source that stole their lives.

however.

“Hmm… something…”

Only Jamard sensed something abnormal.

Coo coo coo…

Purga, who had suddenly come to her senses, purred and shouted.

“I’m going to fire you guys right away…”

“Hey…”

Jamard stepped forward and asked.

“What caused you to decline?”

“… what?”

“Is it Isca?”

At those words, Ambika and Purga looked at each other. They felt it too.

This situation clearly shows that something is wrong.

The power of Genshin Purga and Ambika was not something that a few great sorcerers and Jamaard could easily deal with.

Jamard frowned.

“This… I got it.”

Jiiiiing…

Purga and Ambika’s bodies turned red.

Whirririririk-!

Several red tentacles protruded from the pool of blood where the sacrifice was to be made.

Paralarak-!

“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…

”

First, when Purga was caught by the tentacles, Ambika tried to fly into the sky.

but.

Whirly rirrik…

Paaaaaaaa!

Tentacles wrapped around Ambica’s feet and wings.

“Let go… let go!”

Kikigikkikkikkik…

Purga was dragged into a pool of blood, scratching the floor.

“Iskaaaaa!”

I don’t know how the spell was sealed, but it was an instant for the two spirits to be immersed in the pool of blood.

“This Isca… stop…”

“If this is going to happen, we…”

Purga and Ambika’s bodies were completely submerged in a pool of blood.

“….”

“Stop, stop!”

The battles that were fought to kill each other stopped.

Since the original spirit has disappeared, the object of faith has also disappeared.

What followed faith was an unbearably terrifying fear.

Bubble…

Bubble…

The pool of blood began to boil.

“No way…”

“This can’t be possible…”

[Sufficient sacrifices are offered.]

[The prison of the blood god shakes.]

[Cracks spread uncontrollably.]

. ..

Kwajik…

Kwajijijijik…

The pool of blood slowly began to rise as if it were alive.

The first appearance of the blood god Isca.

A troll as big as Jamad said as he balanced his squishy body.

– Ah… Is it finally liberation?

Jamard has never seen Isca.

When he was sealed, all the trolls who witnessed him were already dead, so much time had passed that not even their bones remained.

“… You are Iscar.”

– Heh… Hehehe… I can’t believe there’s a guy calling me that.

Sigh…

Every time he moved, the ground cracked.

– I think it was during a festival… did I interrupt it?

Phew…

Jamard took a deep breath.

The reason he didn’t go back to Kang Seol.

The reason I wanted to move before it was too late.

The seal of the blood god Isca has just been released. The fight returns to square one with his resurrection.

The source of blood flowing through the troll’s body and the source of evil.

It was impossible to deal with Isca with this current power. No, there was no one who could compete with him.

Okay then…

“No.”

They also fight.

The great shamans shouted.

“Get the stake!”

Kwaaaaaaaaaa!

At that moment, an enormous amount of power flowed from Isca’s body.

[Isca is a challenger!]

[Be careful! You are worthy!]

[You must realize your helplessness in the face of beings beyond understanding!]

…

A message that comes to mind for transferees in the area.

Isca grinned and imitated Jamard’s appearance.

Jamard pulled back his fist as an indescribable instinctive fear engulfed the surroundings.

It is a signal to the compatriots.

Yes.

There is no need to be afraid and there is no need to be shaken.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa8551114588 there?

Giggs …

Giggik …

Iscar, who grabbed Jamad’s fist, erased his expression.

– …It’s pretty good.

The festival continues.

Until the blood dries.

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