Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 208

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:04:19 PM

A cerebral hemorrhage emanating from the photocardium wound around the pale. The red-colored landscape, burning with its energy, was dyed blue, and the manatee stepped backward.

a glimmer of glare

The light, which soon became a huge awl, flooded the necks of the mana. The ashes of thorn trees spread everywhere in fierce energy.

When Man-mul had his eyes wide open even at the very moment when the spot of Dan-sin was just around the corner, but Jin was immersed in this intuition for some reason.

'I don't think it's going to end in a blow.'

It is a sword that swallowed five members of the Baekrang group at once. Nevertheless, it seemed impossible to kill the devil, and at this time, intuition was never wrong.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Just before the awl stabbed him in the neck, a maniac bent his back like an arrow and put out his front foot.

Five claws, sharp as a sword, were shining. It was overlaid with the unique power of the mana, not with any mana.

Pazzhik!

When the awl and front feet collided, the epigram and blue flames splashed. Surprisingly, at the desperate forefooting of the devil, the awl twisted its orbit, and Jean swung the sword again.

Bouncing diagonally, the awl hit the side of the beast again along the sign gate. This time again, the manatees were seen using their claws to strike out the awl.

It wasn't a direct clash, but it was enough to infer the monster's strength.

Lord Vanessa didn't describe it as a test for nothing.

It's not just a monster. It is also shocking that he has responded to the pineal spot that is close to his brain twice.

However, the devil was afraid of the awl. As soon as the awl touched the body, he instinctively felt what pain would follow, so he was constantly screaming.

Ps.k.a.k.a.k.a.k.a.

So five times, five times when the awl was struck, there was a gap in the back leg of the beast at the sixth. Jean immediately guided the awl there, then flew off and aimed for the front of the devil together.

Plain oppressions, the brain energy spreading from the sigmund, pulled the mana. Therefore, the mana could not avoid the awning that hit his hind legs, and only managed to strike out the blade that stretched straight ahead.

[Cock!]

The tip of the manure's claw hit the center of the sword. Jin attacked again after spilling the sword without losing its balance, and in the meantime, Song-gae, who hit the back of the devil's foot, threw up a cerebral palsy.

A painful cry spread. At the moment when the unpleasant noise of dozens of babies crying and sneezing sounded, Jin shook his thunder at the face of the devil.

Two attacks hit the mark at the same time, lightning and guilt. A power that, if struck without a shield, would never be intact, even a nine-starringed warrior.

Apparently, the peacetime thunderstorm hit the face of the devil with its orthodoxy, and the awl tore through its hind legs and tore it to shreds.

[Kiaargh! Kaargh!]

All the listeners screamed painfully. And the next moment, Jean had to face an amazing sight.

'Play......?'

The wound of the devil was regenerating.

Broken bone fragments from the hind legs disintegrated and seeped back into the affected area, and the face torn by lightning was seen resting at a rapid.

It's not surprising that we know that some of the high-ranking mana have regenerative powers.

'It's too fast.'

The problem was that. The regenerative ability of the high horse that Jean knew was never this speed. Cat mana is literally "immediate" regeneration of wounds.

It was not the time to watch with embarrassment. Due to the fact that he continued to commit suicide for a long time, he was not properly assigned to the police.

This is because they did not have this much ability to regenerate. Jin planned to deal with it, even if a little too much, with a fatal wound once, and then with a radical adjustment.

Who could have expected this demon to have this ability to regenerate? The Black Knights of the War, who first faced the devil, had suffered the same absurdity as Qin.

[Laughing...!]

The monster's big eyes, which finished his recovery in an instant, filled the gin the gin. Mana gathered again with eyes full of flesh, saying, "I will kill you."

This time it's not Ma's this time. The mana gathered in the snow was fired as a ray of light, and Qin quickly stepped on the prosthetic to evade, but swallowed dry saliva when he saw the land where the beam had fallen.

A black hole had formed. That was not enough, and the surrounding land was broken and broken, making it a sign of the collapse of the fortress.

Naturally, no matter how much the gin is in such a beam, it cannot be safe.

'If it doesn't fit, that's it.'

It wasn't as fast as it could be avoided or prevented.

But having one weapon to keep in mind the enemy's mind at all times is bound to significantly increase the fatigue of the battle.

This was especially true when the mana and the long-term battle for second-speed regeneration are needed.

He can't play it indefinitely. It's my victory if I damage the organs that are the source of regeneration, or if I injure them until they can no longer regenerate."

Of course, it wasn't as easy as I thought. Jin will be fatal if he allows a single hit, while Man-mul will simply regenerate a few fatal wounds if he can endure pain.

It had to be an efficient fight. Rather than a destructive sword like the Ming sword, it is necessary to use a more controlled sword.

Sreung.......

Jean hunted down Sigmund and pulled out Bradamante. At the same time as the foot sword, the spirit was liberated.

the liberation of the sword

The radiance of the sword of Bradamante disappeared in darkness. Then, as the particles of Young-gi began to float near Jin's body, the eyes of the devil became thinner.

"You must have seen Young-gi before, right? Well, you must have lived a long time.”

[Cha....]

"It's going to be pretty hard to knock you down, but I hope there's a satisfactory reward."

A gin and a mare rushing at each other at the same time.

Mana continued to form in the eyes of the devil. As the distance neared, Man-mul fired the rays and pressed the camp again and again.

The attack using four feet, tail and muzzle did not stop either. I thought claws and snouts would be the most dangerous, but the more demanding side was the tail.

It is difficult to read the direction because it is hidden in the body and pops out without notice. From Jin's point of view, it felt like a pillar-like iron was falling from the left, from the right, and from the top.

It was also the first time for Qin to fight against a giant demon.

When fighting a dragon, he was dizzy with the agility and flexibility he had never experienced before, but he did not give time to adjust.

It was quite tricky.

But it wasn't too much to deal with. If only concentration could be maintained, we could avoid or defeat every attack of the devil enough.

After a three-minute battle, he slowly caught his eye one by one.

Even with the means of regeneration, he would rush out of the way if he poked the gap, and Jin felt that he had no more cards hidden from him.

Whoo-woo....!

The spirit spread from the sword slowly stained between the gin and the mare. Jin was gradually creating a pattern in the workshop, repeatedly hiding and appearing in the spirit, just as the mana had initially used the forest.

On the contrary, the mana could no longer hide in the forest. The thorn trees nearby are still burning, and if you hide in the deep forest, this wicked man will set fire to the precious food again.

So apart from the shocking regenerative power, Jin had the lead in the fight.

"The question is whether I lose my stamina first or his ability to regenerate first."'

He also considered luring her out of the woods and working with her colleagues. However, he was not such a loose opponent that he could run away with his back.

Therefore, it had to be a long fight.

* * *

The battle lasted more than 40 hours. Manmul had never been fatally wounded by Jin, and if it had not been for his ability to regenerate, Jin would have killed Manmul dozens of times already.

Now there were only ashes and small fires left in the land where the camp and the devil had stood, which had been covered in flames. All the thorny trees nearby had burned down and disappeared.

But the flames that the flame-rocked fire continued to climb into the deeper ground with thorn trees, and now the flames were covering more than half of the thorn-tree forests.

It was just then.

One variable that Jin couldn't calculate began to change the atmosphere of the battlefield.

'He's on edge.'

Is it because of the fear that the forest will burn away?

Unlike Jean, who looks exhausted, Man-mul is in a condition that is not much different from the beginning.

As time went by, there were more gaps in the mana's movements. He swung his claws at the fire that devoured the thorn tree far away, and cut somewhere in Bradamante each time.

Fortunately for the devil, the only thing that could be said was that he still has the ability to regenerate. Contrary to Qin's expectations, Man-mul would recover just as he would when he scratched his foot when he hurt his heart or head.

There was no organ that was the source of regeneration. During the fight, Jean stabbed or cut the whole body of the demon once.

The regenerative power of mana was not common.

It was quite out of line with the laws of the world. Like the old dark magic that history books describe.

Jin has never met before, but not even the "King of the Black Sea" has transcendent regenerative powers.

There is always a limit to the absolute regeneration of allta dragons such as Quikantel. To recover indefinitely without any restrictions was never the ability of the mortal to have.

'Can't just have' ability.

It also meant that it was possible if there was a sufficient price.

After 40 hours of fighting, Qin was able to come to one conclusion about the mana.

"......your ass, it wasn't regenerative.”

[Careuk...!]

"Witch Heluram, the man who was your master put a curse on you. It's probably a curse related to immortality, so you play it endlessly. Otherwise, there's no way to explain it."

[Kahaha!]

As Jean approached slowly, the devil scratched the ground menacingly.

"You're a body that can't die. Even if you want to die, you can't die, so you're fighting me even if your limbs are cut off, your heart is broken, and your neck is gone. Am I wrong?”

Jean knew little about the old dark magic, but could be sure. I'm sure he's under Heluram's curse for some reason.

And it's probably abandoned.

"When this forest burns out and disappears, where will you go?"

The devil did not answer and made a low sound.

He seemed to say he had nowhere to go.

But it didn't matter if I had nowhere to go. The trees will grow again someday, and even if we don't eat anything by then, the mana will still be alive.

Instead, in a world of rocks, trees and solitude, the devil will now have to live in a world where only solitude remains for a long time. Until the woods are all restored.

"If you don't attack me, I'll try to calm the fire from now on."

When Jean said so with a bayonet, the devil nodded his head.

Chapter end