75 – Deathblade (2)

[-Explosion-]

[-Fire Wall-]

[-Mana Bomb-]

ㅡQuaguagwagwang!!!!

Numerous types of scrolls explode and cause death.

A gust of wind raged from the explosion, and fragments of flash and mana bounced here and there.

ㅡCheolpeok…. Tuduk…

What fell to the floor were lumps of slimy flesh.

Although it was roasted to perfection due to the explosion, green blood unique to monsters was constantly flowing out.

Pieces of meat dancing in the air and green blood soaking the floor.

The back gate of the academy created a terrible scene that could be called hell.

“Blink×2”

ㅡSuddenly!

ㅡ Kwagwagwang!!!

And, I was at the center of the dust and bloody remnants.

Standing in the middle of a battlefield that has turned into mayhem, I stand alone against thousands of armies.

-Imperial swordsmanship 8th-

‘Rampant’

One ceremony was completed, and dozens of sword attacks were unfolded.

Following the movement of the hand holding the sword, the monsters that ran toward me collapsed into chunks of meat.

He stomped on the heads of the carved goblins and held his breath.

“Whoa… whoa…”

It’s been an hour since the raid started.

Although quite a bit of time had passed, the battle was still in its early stages.

‘Even if I can’t, I think I cut down a thousand…’

The problem was that 2,000 to 3,000 monsters were coming behind the corpses.

It was a much larger quantity than expected.

I clicked my tongue and scattered the scrolls once more.

[-muscle strengthening-]

[-Swift-]

The ones I use this time are buff type scrolls.

Dozens of scrolls are activated and emit light.

On my skin, which was the target of the buff, things like runes began to be engraved.

ㅡQuaang!

As he spurred the ground with enhanced muscle strength, the area around him dented.

Controlling the rapidly shooting body, the ceremony unfolds.

-Imperial Swordsmanship Type 1 and Type 8 Application-

‘Dance of Swordsmen’

ㅡKwagwagwagwa!!!!

The swordsman rages.

Greenish blood splashes on my body.

“Hee-euk… Hee-euk…”

The staff starts to deviate little by little.

I am out of breath, and my side hurts.

He stumbled and spit out sticky saliva.

‘Stamina… is the limit.’

Due to the excessive number of enemies than expected, his stamina was quickly exhausted.

The number of monsters I’ve organized so far is roughly a thousand.

And the number of remaining monsters is about 3,000.

Seeing the infested monsters, I naturally laughed out loud.

“Haha… You’re a dog, really.”

I knew it would be like this, but that’s it.

When I saw it in person, it was really jingling.

Biting my lips lightly, I forcibly moved my numb arm.

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Just as he was about to throw himself into the waves of monsters once again.

“Holly Spear!!”

“Wind Cutter×3”

ㅡQuaaa!!!!

As I heard familiar voices behind my back,

Divine power spears and blades of wind flew in and split the waves of forces.

Golden holy power shimmering in the air, and green mana.

I slightly roll my eyes and look behind me, and I see familiar faces.

The saintess and Maharet, along with Allen’s other heroines and leading members, stand behind them.

Even within the academy, students who were known to be a little hit came to support through the back door.

“The condition of the back gate is better than I thought! I felt the energy of the monsters by the thousands, so I thought it would have already been pierced… but I haven’t even come through the back gate yet!”

“The person standing over there must have been defending the back door alone…!”

“You’ve been dealing with thousands of monsters alone?! Who are you? Are you one of the professors?”

“Let’s move first! That person looks very tired too!”

After a short conversation between Maharet and the saintess, about 30 students started running towards the little things.

“Ice Field!!”

“Imperial Swordsmanship First Class! Up and Down Slash!!”

“Lightening Arrows!”

A lot of magic and slashes pouring down on the monsters.

Only then did I lower my sword for a moment and catch my breath.

As soon as the tension is released, the steps stagger and curse words come out.

“f*ck… I really got through this.”

For about an hour, I single-handedly protected the back gate from 4,000 monsters.

The situation is not completely resolved, but it can be seen that it has been put on hold.

If the students help me deal with the monsters, I’ll be able to block the back door more easily.

After taking a few rough breaths, he raised his sword again.

The big hurdle is over, now all that remains is a clean finish.

You shouldn’t miss the tension until the end.

Sharpening myself, I jumped into the battlefield again.

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Meanwhile at that time.

A forest located near the back gate of Reynolds Academy.

A man stands among bare trees with only bare branches left for the winter.

An old robe, worn-out clothes, and a sword worn around the waist.

He was a scruffy-looking, vacant-looking man.

ㅡ wheee…

The robe flutters in the winter wind that blows.

A pair of glowing red eyes were slightly revealed inside the robe that was wrapped tightly around them.

Bloody red eyes that radiate an eerie aura somewhere.

“……”

It was looking somewhere without speaking.

The direction the head points to is the back gate of Reynolds Academy.

The man fiddled with the sword at his waist for a while, then muttered softly.

“Someone is blocking the army of demons.”

A calm, soft voice.

“I don’t know who it is, but it’s pretty good. To hold out against 4,000 monsters.”

The voice laughed a little, as if it were interesting.

Then, the sword at his waist rattled, and he began to move from a standstill.

“It’s troublesome if the raid fails like this… Let’s go play around a bit.”

The sound of laughter flying in the wind.

The sound of laughter was grotesque, like the whisper of a death god.

“Wait, unknown hero…. The sword of death is looking for you.”

The sword of death, Lenin.

Death, which had been silent, began to move.

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And, at that time again.

The rooftop of the academy annex.

A boy with chocolate skin and blond hair was leaning against the railing and looking down.

ㅡQuaguagwang! bang!

—-This way! A few get out of here!

ㅡClose it properly!

What is reflected above the white eyes is the back door where a fierce battle is taking place.

Golden Sun was watching the students who were desperately moving and fighting against the waves of monsters.

The corners of his lips draw an arc lightly.

“As expected, watching a fight is the most fun thing in the world.”

Golden Sun perched on top of the railing muttering so.

Opening a bag of popcorn that I don’t know where it came from, I watch the mayhem.

There were a total of two spots where fights were taking place at the current academy.

The front gate that looks blurry in the distance, and the back gate that looks right now.

The front door is the Academy faculty and Alan,

A man in a white mask and high-ranking students were blocking enemy raids from the back entrance.

In both places, splendid battles were taking place, but among them, it was the back door that caught the eye of the golden sun.

“Hiya~ Fight well, fight well.”

He exclaimed in admiration as he saw the white mask taking pictures of invincibility alone among the waves of monsters.

The white mask spreads a scroll, and numerous monsters fall out whenever the sword is moved.

Geumtaeyang smirked slightly and chewed on the popcorn.

“Um~ That, no matter how you look at it, it’s crazy.”

His eyes, shining blue before he knew it, were peering through Raiden’s mask.

He hummed as he gazed at the green battlefield below.

“It looks like fun, but I don’t really want to get involved.”

At first glance, it seemed that the situation was being sorted out little by little thanks to the activities of Raiden and the students…

In fact, the play hadn’t even started yet.

“Is it in the woods? It looks like something big is coming?”

The smoky Magi that pierces your nose,

And the thick aura of death.

Bloody eyes were approaching the back door.

“Oooh… that must be hard to beat even an idiot?”

Golden Sun stuck out her tongue and muttered.

If it’s an opponent that exudes that much energy, it’s probably…

“Everyone will die, friends guarding the back gate.”

The smile on Golden Sun’s lips grew even thicker.

“Well, if I help you, it will be over in an instant, right? If you lift the limit for about 100 years, you can defeat an opponent like that with just one finger.”

However….

“But that’s no fun, is it?”

Geum Taeyang was an actor who did not rise above lukewarm plays.

To divert his attention from the single goal of ‘revenge of the clan’,

I had to show him new stimuli and new developments.

“So… you idiot, show me.”

ㅡTry to make the stage hot enough to make me want to go on stage.

Geumtaeyang murmured while chewing on the popcorn.