The 31st Piece Turns the Tables

Episode 531

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Isca easily returns the power contained in Jamard’s fist.

Bubble…

Bubbles rose from Isca’s buttocks, and a snake’s head made of blood emerged.

Kiiiiiii-!

The snake immediately became Isca’s tail and opened its mouth fiercely.

[Isca uses the forbidden spell: Same Pain and Joy.]

[Summons the blood-soaked snake Youmu.]

[Youmu does not take damage alone.]

[Youmu joins Isca when she takes damage. Takes damage.]

[While Yomu is summoned, Iska accumulates 20% of all damage received as blood clots.] [The

accumulated blood clots are used for withdrawal spells.]

…

Kiiiiiiiiii-!

Isca’s tail youmu aimed at enemies approaching Isca and lowered its head.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

“Huh…”

“This Isca… the blood god has been resurrected.”

“The Gentleman has fallen!”

Squeak…

Squeeze…

Isca and Jamard holding on to each other’s arms and exerting strength.

Kwazijijijik-!

Isca released Jamard’s hand and kicked him in the stomach.

Kwahiah ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The ground trembles and Jamard is thrown into a corner.

“Keuuuuu….”

“Jammard!”

Ultimately, it was the blood god Iskai who killed Purga and Ambika, not the rebels.

The madmen, possessed by the power of the blood god, still swung their spears at their compatriots, but those who served Purga and Ambika fell into confusion.

Because of this, many alliance members left the front line, and the situation turned in the rebels’ favor.

“Push! “Kill all of Isca’s servants!”

No, can we say this is advantageous?

Sigh-!

[Jammard uses Geumjutsu: Great Earthquake.]

[Every action causes the earth to move.]

…

Coo coo coo coo coo…

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Jamard shot out like a cannonball and hit Isca.

Kikik…

Kikigikkik…

Isca didn’t move much even though she was hit by the huge body of Jammad.

Kiiiiiii-!

Quasi profit-!

Rather, his tail, youmu, just bit Jamad’s shoulder mercilessly with its fangs.

– Is that all?

Huuuuuung-!

Isca throws Jamard’s large body again.

Wow!

As Jamard touched the ground with both hands, the earth shook.

Quagagagagagagagagak-!

Points of rock rose up as if trying to crush Isca while she was standing.

Huuuuung-!

Grab it and stand!

Isca destroys all the protruding rock points with a single gesture.

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The great shamans took advantage of Isca’s weakness and cast spells. No, I was trying to cast it.

– … you don’t understand at all now.

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When Isca’s palms collided, the battlefield became quiet. This is because of the terrible magic that came from his hands.

[Isca uses the forbidden spell: Recapture.]

[The magic power from Isca is forcibly taken away by limiting it to a certain range.] [

Recapture is done slowly and its efficiency is extremely low.]

[Recapture is done slowly. During the process, the target pays with pain the price for any spells used without Isca’s permission.]

[During the recapture, spells completed by Isca cannot be used.]

…

“… What?”

That moment.

Ujijijijik…

“Kuheook….”

“Ugh….”

All the trolls present here held their heads.

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– Take care of my generosity.

Isca smiled with Jamard’s face on.

The troll’s head glowed red.

It’s all there.

Without exception, everyone experienced the same phenomenon.

Fear is imprinted.

Not learning, but fear etched into the soul.

– Why do you defy me? You… are imperfect and insignificant beings.

Shake…

“Ah… ah….”

“The head… strength…” Shake

…

flop…

The trolls throw away their weapons and kneel on the ground. That was the case for all trolls, regardless of the battlefield situation where they were divided into the blood god’s followers and the rebels.

In the end, they bow down to their master.

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss…

The troll’s rough hair slowly turned white from the tips.

No, it would be correct to say that their color is draining away.

It has to stop.

You have to fight.

You have to stand up.

Somebody.

“Ah… ugh!”

As expected, he stands up.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Jamard lunges at Isca and hits him.

All the trolls crushed by Iskar’s power knew that Jamaard was the only one standing against their master.

And I realized that he was the only savior who could end this pain, regardless of enemy or enemy.

“Ja… mad….”

“Anyway… somehow…”

– … I see.

Isca said, looking down at Jamard’s back as he grabbed her and tried to somehow knock her down.

– It started with you. This unrest is disloyalty and rejection of me.

“Stop… stop…”

The blood god looked down at Jamard’s struggles and laughed like a devil.

– … Then I’ll give you a chance.

Twaaaaaaaaaaaa!

[Isca uses the forbidden spell: blood system.]

[Isca’s blood occupies a certain area of the land.]

[Some of the internal structures of the blood system are formed according to Isca’s will.]

[Accumulated blood clots . is used.]

[Isca reigns over the blood world.]

[Isca’s blood relatives captured by the blood world suffer from a status ailment: suspicious disease.]

[Isca’s blood relatives captured by the blood world suffer from a status ailment: self-hatred. .]

[Isca’s blood relatives caught in the blood world suffer from a status ailment: victim consciousness.]

…

Blah blah blah blah blah…

Whioooooooooo…

A wave of blood surges and binds all the trolls within it. did. Blood relatives caught in a huge hemisphere.

The battlefield, which was no different from hell, turned into a ring with a hole in the middle when the blood system was formed.

Among them were Jamard and Isca.

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss going

going going for Jamard feeling the force that had been suppressing him loosening?

Isca said.

– Well… let me give you a chance. Prove your true worth now.

“… what?”

– Take me down if you can. Riding on the backs of the desires of trivial things.

The moment Jamard heard that, he felt indescribable anger.

“… look down on me.”

– Let’s say it’s an education suited to your level.

Isca raises the corner of her mouth.

– Slaves.

Huuuuuung-!

Jamard swinging his fist at Isca. The spell has already been blocked by Isca. No, in the first place, most spells did not work on Isca, who was the master of witchcraft.

Kwajiiiikik-!

Jamard punching Isca in the face.

Isca did not avoid Jamard’s attack.

– ….

And even though he got punched in the face, he smiled calmly.

– Let’s try some more.

Huuuuung-!

Kwajiiiikik-!

Huuuuuuung-!

Kwajiiiikik-!

– more.

Can’t win.

Yeah this is impossible.

It was a no-go from the beginning.

‘I…’

Jamard’s attacks gradually became faster.

“Ugh… Wow!”

Quasi profit-!

Kwajiiiikik-!

Kwazijijik!

cracked.

Not on Isca’s face, but on Jamard’s fist.

– You may continue.

Isca aimed for this.

The voluntary surrender of someone who senses a power gap.

…or give up.

“Don’t be funny… AAAAAAH!”

Kwasik!

Kwazizig!

Kwaziik!

Jamaard’s huge rock body gradually crumbled. Like his heart, like his will.

If you fail to defeat Isca, you will forever be subject to his will. Like a living doll.

Because I know that, I can’t stop.

Isca also knows this, so he confirms the true nature of Jamaard’s fighting spirit to his slaves gathered here.

Kwazik…

Kwaziik…

Kwaziik…

Jamaard’s fist was broken and his foot was broken. The huge body collapses, but a slightly smaller Jamard escapes from inside and beats Isca.

Kwasik…

Kwak…

Jamard gradually became smaller.

And it gradually turned white.

What was encroaching on the space was the silence of others and Jamaard’s meaningless struggle.

Yeah, this looks like…

– They’re throwing a tantrum.

He seemed like a child having a tantrum.

Jamard has already become so small that he can’t even reach Isca’s feet. Although he obtained the power of Genshin Gaumong, he did not dare to surpass Isca.

Jamard has now returned to his childhood.

short height.

small heart.

Small thoughts.

Isca grinned.

– If you run away now, I will save your life. Kid…

Jamard stumbled and looked around with anxious eyes.

Red lines connected to Isca.

The trolls were shedding tears from the pain of humiliation and defeat.

“Ja… Mad…”

Someone grabbed his hand.

Jamard was afraid.

Those thick and hard hands.

“Run… hit… next…”

It was Jando who held Jamard’s hand.

Pak-!

Jamard was scared.

So I turned and ran away from Isca.

It’s unsightly.

It’s shameful and disgusting.

Everyone here must have realized this deep in their bones.

Resisting that master is…

futile, futile, futile.

Jamard ran.

Pak…

“Ah…”

And then I fell.

– Hahahahaha! Do you understand now, you foolish slaves?

“….”

– You are the ones who cannot accomplish anything alone. Remember Isca’s teachings, you people worse than insects.

Tears flowed from the big eyes of the trolls, who were turning pure white.

– The festival… is over.

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

for for for the youmu for her tail to run towards Jammad.

* * *

Whiiiiiii…

Jamard, who had turned white, sat down on a rock rising on a windy hill.

Jamard was small.

Just like in the past when he was young.

This time until it leaked white.

“In the end… it was the same.”

The desire to surpass something, the ambition to free one’s people, and everything that ran to achieve it.

It’s vain.

It is in vain because it was not achieved, because it was not achieved on its own.

“He was just a brat, so it was all unreasonable. Hahahaha!”

Jamard was lost in memories while looking at the fields. This is definitely a place I’ve been to before.

Where her mother was buried and where her ambitions arose.

“Tancred my friend. “I failed to keep my promise.”

I inadvertently end up complaining to her.

“Why did you choose me?”

Slurp…

A pure white Tancrid sits next to young Jamard.

“Because it’s you.”

“I wasn’t good enough.”

“Everyone falls short and everyone falls. Jamard, what’s more important is…”

Tancrid looked at Jamad.

“Accept it and stand up.”

“… Am I that kind of person?”

“You will know.”

Slurp…

Tancrid turns to dust and disappears.

Slurp…

This time, a pure white troll sits next to him.

“… you.”

“Haha! “How did you achieve your dream of becoming king?”

Ungus of black thunder.

He was his close friend who was cursed by Ambika and was eventually executed by Jamad himself.

“Liberation from Genshin Impact is also… not yet, right?”

“… okay. sorry.”

“what?”

“Because I failed to keep my word.”

The words that Jamard uttered as a promise to young Ungus.

– I will become king and liberate the trolls from the original god.

“Jamade I asked you if you were still and you said yes.”

“….”

“Not yet. “What’s the problem?”

Ungus is someone who was struck by lightning and burned black. However, it still existed in one corner of Jamard’s chest.

“You are still my king Jamad.”

“Ungus.”

“I will be your general.”

Slurp…

Ungus also disappears into dust.

Slur…

Once you welcome a guest, someone keeps coming.

This time it was Jamard himself.

“You kid, you’re hiding here and making a fuss. “Where did your mother go?”

“… He was buried over there. “Is this what my face looks like?”

“Tsk tsk… It’s a kid. It smells like a kid and it’s vibrating.”

A pure white jamade who cannot utter a soft sound.

He said, looking out into the empty wilderness.

“I would have wanted to fill this plain…”

“… that’s right.”

“You probably wanted to show it to everyone by filling it with people who follow you.”

“….”

“Your specialness, your strength, and even your intelligence.”

“… I guess it was just forced.”

“Far-fetched? Hahahahahaha!”

Pure white Jamard held his stomach and laughed.

“…Why are you smiling?”

“What about the guys who followed you because of that coercion?”

“… They were just swept away. “The wilderness is empty.”

“No… no. Even if I doubt you, I shouldn’t doubt the path you’ve walked, kid.”

“… what?”

“Look behind you.”

Young Jamard turned around.

The field was full of trolls following him.

“Jamade.”

“Jamade! “Stand up!”

“Guide us!”

“The path you will take!”

Full of pure white trolls.

Is this also fake?

When Little Jamard looked to the side again, White Jamard had disappeared.

Sigh…

He checked his hands and feet. White Jamard suddenly became him.

“… this. “I knew you would come.”

Slurp…

This time, a black illusion appeared.

A pitch-black man.

That’s human too.

“Jamade.”

“This… makes me want to hide in a rat hole.”

“Jamade.”

“It was arrogant. I wanted to solve everything with my own hands. Because that’s me. “Because it is the path I have walked.”

“Jamade.”

“Tsk… If I had known this would happen, I would have looked for you.”

“Jamade.”

“Disappear, illusion. “I…”

Sigh…

The illusion did not disappear.

Instead, he grabbed Jamard’s hand.

Jamard suddenly felt his body being sucked somewhere.

Whioooooooo…

“Jamade.”

The black illusion still stands there.

“… damn it.”

Yomu.

The snake of Isca lost its head.

A head thrown to the floor.

The black man’s sword was stained with blood, as if to prove that he had just cut down the monster.

It wasn’t an illusion.

In a place where everything was stained white, he was alone and shining black.

“Snowfall….”

“…Is it late?”

Kang Seol laughs.

Jamard closed his eyes and opened them.

“Help me, it’s too much for me.”

For the first time, he truly wanted help from someone. It’s the process of becoming an adult that you put off because you’ve always done things on your own that you couldn’t do on your own.

Jamard shouted.

“Come, brother!”

The darkness of the snowfall embraces young Jamard. It is a warm and strong force.

A message floated around the area.

[The powerful helper ‘Snowman, King of Shadows’ appears in this adventure.]

[The powerful helper ‘Snowman, King of Shadows’ joins your ally in this adventure.]

…

The color of the stolen Jamard is black. It started to be filled with.

[Takes the form of a night crow.]

…

Also, an unfamiliar message occurred to Kang Seol.

[The raven is a challenger!]

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