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One minute before the sword and Martin met.

Shu Shu Shu Shuk-

Dozens of empty swords fired by the sword star hit the space and appeared near the white demon beast.

Intangible blades pouring down from all directions.

There seemed to be nowhere to escape.

cooong-

The white demon’s body swells with a grotesque sound.

The sword touched his body and emitted a sharp metallic sound.

Crack cack cack-

The Sword Master, who was watching the white demon with calm eyes, frowned.

‘It’s hardened.’

No, even at this moment, it is getting stronger.

Kang Ki, the first to touch the white demon’s body, left deep scars, just like it did in the beginning. The second is a little less than that. The third is shallower than the second.

Even though all the rivers had the same power, the damage was getting smaller and smaller.

As a swordsman, it was truly absurd.

‘What a body that makes no sense.’

what should i say about that? Evolution? tolerance?

However, the swordsman bit his lip hard.

I convinced myself that it was just a show by the white demon to break the morale of this side.

‘I’ll cut it myself.’

The swordsman kicked off the ground and ran.

The swordsman, who reached in front of the white beast in an instant, swung his sword at the beast’s neck.

At that moment, the white demon’s body shrunk like a deflated balloon, and the black sword of the sword star cut through the air.

Soo-wook – The arm of the White Demonic Beast that rises up.

The arm, which had become sharp like an awl, stretched out into the air to pierce the sword saint’s body. The swordsman twisted his body in the air and aimed for the arm of the white demon.

kang!

The sword and arm collided, but the Witchbeast’s arm did not even cut or break.

‘It became harder.’

The swordsman wriggled his eyebrows and used the recoil to once again rotate diagonally and cast a stab at the white beast’s crown.

The moment the sword was about to be inserted into the top of his head, the white witch’s head, no, the body itself split in two as if it were split by the sword.

A truly terrifying sight.

The swordsman was frightened and tried to get out of the spot by kicking one of the divided bodies.

However, the moment his feet touched the white beast’s body, the beast’s body was transformed once again.

thump

The part that touched the swordsman’s feet changed like a hand and grabbed the swordsman’s ankle.

The swordsman quickly swung his sword toward that hand.

Crack Crack Crack!

However, his sword was not very effective.

It could not leave deep scars on the body of the sword-like black and white demon that could cut anything. Just to the point of splashing tiny fragments around.

In the meantime, the body of the white demon beast, which had been split in two, merged, twisted, and deformed.

Eventually, the completed form was exactly the same as the white demon beast that Sword Saint saw for the first time. However, the part that was originally a chest area turned into a hand and was holding the Sword Master’s ankle.

Woowook Woo-

Swordsman felt that his field of vision stretched for a moment.

Then comes the feeling that the body is stretched in one direction.

Kwakkwakkwa!!

You feel pain in your back.

This was true even though he momentarily spewed strong energy to protect his body.

In the eyes of the swordsman who had returned to normal, the figure of the white demon maintaining the finishing posture of the javelin came into view, and the swordsman realized that he had been thrown.

‘sh*t!’

The swordsman spat out curse words inside and jumped up.

And by that time, the white demon was already approaching him.

Surprisingly, there are eyes that didn’t exist before.

When the red eyes of the white demon stared directly at the Sword Master, the Sword Master unknowingly thrust his sword toward the beast’s head.

shook-

It was an instinctive thrust, but the posture, speed, and power of the sword were flawless.

His natural talent for the sword and decades of penance were not in vain.

However,

Swoop-

The white demon evaded the sword of the swordsman by slightly bending his head to the side.

Swordsman felt a tremendous sense of helplessness.

‘Did you even speed up… … .’

endurance and strength.

Of the two factors that would have the greatest impact in a fight, none was better than the white demon.

At least, they were superior in terms of technology, but it became impossible to say who was better as the white demons transformed their bodies.

If there was only one thing ahead, it was only speed.

But now, even the advantage of speed has been taken away.

If the Sword Saint himself had received a surprise thrust like the one before, he wouldn’t have been able to avoid it perfectly.

‘sh*t… … .’

It was within reach if I stretched out my hand, but the white demon beast did not attack the sword castle.

He just stared at him with his head tilted to the side and his sinister red eyes.

That’s why the swordsman felt more shabby.

‘Is it that I can kill at any time if I put my mind to it?’

In an instant, all sorts of emotions swirled inside the sword castle.

At the bottom of it all is anger.

The swordsman put all his anger into the sword. Then, he twisted the sword that stretched to the side of the white beast’s neck, pointed the blade toward the beast’s neck, and swung it vigorously.

A sword swung in an instant, from a distance of only 10 cm.

However, to my surprise, the black sword of the Sword Master couldn’t reach the white beast’s neck.

Tung-

Along with the sound of a light push, I felt pain as if I had been hit by a giant hammer in my chest.

It was the Sword Saint who moved first, but it was the White Witchbeast who struck first.

“Ouch!”

The swordsman vomited blood, and soon flew backwards like an arrow.

bang!

After flying over 100 meters while breaking trees that were extremely hard, it was clear that the Sword Master had lost five ribs.

But he had no time to worry about things like injuries.

‘Where did you go?’

It was because the white magic beast was nowhere to be seen.

The swordsman jumps up and spreads his spirits.

Even though there was no presence at all, there is something that catches the spirit.

right behind it too.

“Suck!”

Just as he was kicking off the ground and trying to turn his body, a blow burst out from his back that made him lose his consciousness.

“Kuuk!”

The blood spurting out of his mouth stretched for a long time, dripping and scattering to the back of his body.

Even in the midst of flying, Geomsung turned around and saw the white demon right in front of him, and instinctively raised his sword and blocked the front of his heart.

kang!

My eyes are dizzy from the shockwave generated by the hand of the white demon and the sword.

At least the sound of the wind passing by his ears came to the swordsman, so he was able to recognize that he was being quickly pushed away while floating in the air.

But that didn’t last long either.

Kwajik-

With an ominous sound, the handle of the sword I was desperately exerting was pushed forward.

window!

In the slowing and slowing time, the fragments of the sword broken into dozens of pieces fly away, and the hand of the white demon beast can be seen approaching the place where the heart is.

‘ah… .’

There is no other situation as desperate as this one.

All the Sword Saint could do now was to lean back as hard as he could to protect his heart.

And is it because of that effort?

Fortunately, he escaped a direct blow to the heart.

However.

Pooh Woo-wook-

The hand of the white magic beast, which had turned into an awl, broke through the self-defense technique and pierced the swordsman’s abdomen.

In that state, the white demon who went a little further stopped his body.

Looking at the demon’s eyes, which showed no emotion, the swordsman realized the reality.

‘I lost.’

It’s a complete defeat.

Although he is the superhuman swordsman closest to the strongest hero, in fact, defeat was not that uncommon for him.

I’ve fought countless times with Yeomma, and I’ve lost as many times as I’ve fought.

But this defeat comes a little differently.

‘Because I was able to win.’

If I had done my best when I first encountered the white beast, wouldn’t I have been able to completely decapitate it then?

Consciousness gradually clouded in regret.

Swordsman felt that death was right around the corner.

‘Even if I die, I have nothing to say.’

Because this defeat and death is the only result of himself.

That’s it.

But that was just then.

“Uncle?”

I hear a sound that shouldn’t be heard right now.

‘Why are you here!’

The consciousness that had been precipitated rises again, and the closed eyes flash open.

The swordsman opened his mouth and tried to shout, but he couldn’t.

run away quickly!

To deal with this, you must have a yeomma!

His doctor just lingered in his head.

Rather, the one who opened his mouth was a white demon with a fully human face, with a nose and mouth finally formed.

[There must have been too many bugs while I was gone.]

The emotions in it were so clear.

Disappointment.

The white monster, who had never felt any emotion like an inanimate object until now, was revealing his feelings for himself without hesitation.

The swordsman raised his head and looked into the eyes of the white demon.

The emotion of anger resides in the eyes that were just red without any emotion.

The eyes of the swordsman could see the eyes of the demon turning sideways.

Martin will be there.

Extreme fear seeps into the mind of the swordsman, who was calm even in front of his own death.

And the first thing that comes to mind at that moment is the face of an old friend.

‘Pedro… What am I supposed to do with this?’

Unlike himself who only knows how to wield a sword, Pedro, who is wiser and more versatile than anyone else, would have been able to protect Martin even in this situation.

I also recall the face of a man who wanted to surpass his whole life.

‘Even if he didn’t win, he would have bought at least enough time for Martin to escape.’

But there is neither Pedro nor Yeomma here.

The only person who could save Martin now was himself.

that’s the reality

The Sword Master forcibly moved his unmoving arm and brought his hand behind him, shaking his hand.

It was a gesture to tell Martin to stay away.

‘I never thought the day would come when I’d go berserk on my own.’

The swordsman was about to self-destruct.

It is said that the pain caused by mana runaway is beyond imagination.

Of course, the Sword Saint hadn’t even thought of going wild with magic even in the face of death until just a moment ago.

Because I knew that the self-destruction that followed from runaway magic couldn’t kill the white demon.

But if Martin is here now, the story is different.

If I could instantly explode all the mana in my heart, I might be able to give Martin a little more time to escape.

‘Be sure to live, Martin.’

That was the time when he was just preparing for the retrogression, the beginning of his magical runaway.

[Obey.]

A voice that makes the body tremble echoes through the forest.

It was as if a magic cannon exploded right next to the ear.

Surprisingly, the body is energized.

‘What is this… … .’

It certainly resembled Martin’s voice, but on the other hand, it also resembled the voice of the demon in front of him.

And it seems that the voice didn’t just shock him.

The white demon’s body suddenly stopped.

[Kneel!]

voice heard again.

However, even though the white demon had stopped, it did not kneel.

The eyes of the white demon, which tremble dozens of times every second, told me that he was resisting.

Anyway, the important thing is that the white demon cannot move now.

The swordsman didn’t blow that opportunity in vain.

widely-

I spurred on the body of the white demon and freed myself from the arm stuck in the stomach.

“Kuk!”

Along with excruciating pain, blood gushed out of his stomach.

My head is dizzy.

No matter how much the recovery power of a 9-star Superman is, it seems that he will die of excessive bleeding before he recovers.

In that situation, the swordsman tried to talk to Martin.

tell me to run away The situation is not over yet.

But just then, I felt a hand behind my back.

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Geomseong closed his eyes involuntarily at the warmth he felt in his hand.

I feel like my whole body is being healed.

No, it was actually healing.

As if time is going backwards, the large hole in the stomach heals in an instant, and the broken ribs find their place and attach firmly.

After a while, the hand he felt on his back dropped, and at the same time, the Sword Master opened his eyes.

Excluding the mana consumed while dealing with the white demon, the body returned to its pre-fight state.

to the point of dismay.

A word popped into the swordsman’s mind.

‘saint… … .’

I can see why people follow Martin as a saint.

‘I am the uncle of the saint.’

The Sword Saint calmed down his heart with a hearty smile.

But when he turned his head, his face was no longer smiling.

It was because Martin, holding on to the strange coffin on his head, was staggering and gasping for air as if he were going to collapse at any moment.