Sword Pilgrim

Episode 275

“Fire Moth?”

Is the fire moth god that Fatalite is talking about really talking about himself?

Lumpard was dumbfounded. She is a woman Lumpard also knows.

unspoiled genius.

Another sword that Balterus cherishes, such as being called a genius of misfortune.

However, the sword was taken away absurdly.

Fatalite.

“Is that your original personality?”

“Then would you have gone crazy? I’m usually like this, but are you dissatisfied?”

Lumpard kept his mouth shut.

Mixing a few more words didn’t seem like anything good. Lumpard’s gaze moved past Fatalite, past Emily, and then to Stella.

“If Balterus had seen you now, he would have been very disappointed.”

“He must have been disappointed. Or maybe you’ll be satisfied, you don’t know.”

Lumpard’s face contorted.

“Even Balterus! I couldn’t get a single scratch on my armor. Do you know how to be different from you!”

“I am not here to break your armor. I only raised my sword to kill you.”

“Don’t you know that if you can’t break my armor, you can’t kill me either?”

“It remains to be seen.”

“Heung, the language doesn’t work.”

Lumpard spread his arms.

Immediately, a pillar of fire shot up.

The soaring pillar of fire combed the shape of a dragon, beating its wings, and flowing lava flowed down.

Fatalite and Emily reached out to the sparks scattered here and there.

“Eoyeonmu sword.”

Their swords flew gracefully as if gliding through the sky, removing huge fireballs of lava.

There were hundreds of thousands of them at once, but there was no blind spot in their swordsmanship.

and its center.

Stella’s sword was drawn from the middle.

sereung.

At the same time as the elegant sword resounded.

squeak.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Lumpard’s pillar of fire split in half.

“cheeky!”

Dig!

The new model of Lumpard running through it continued like a comet.

“Fatalite!”

“I know.”

Fatalite and Emily draw their swords.

Fatalite and Emily ran away.

At the same time, the description of the drawn sword was not very different.

A sword that vibrates countless times.

Use it to pull out one swordweed.

“Shake it up.”

Like a willow tree swaying before the wind.

Fatalite and Emily swinging aimlessly and wielding ever-changing swords.

It’s soft like a willow swinging around, but it cuts through enemies with strength.

In an instant, tens of thousands of sword roads lead in front of them.

Lumpard raises both arms to block what is to be blocked and avoid what is to be avoided while moving forward.

bang! Tae-aeng!

Every time their swords collided, flames spewed out of their armor like a dragon.

then soon

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

Aaaaaang!

Jump up and strike the ground with both fists.

Kwajajajajak!

As soon as it splits, the entire area crumbles and ascends to the sky.

When Fatalite and Emily’s swords stopped for a moment, Lumpad’s attacks continued indiscriminately, aiming for the gap.

“I do not have the same level of knowledge as Miracle and Oracle. However, it has a good and solid body that is as good as the two. To me, defense is no different than offense.”

when he was a hero.

Lumpard was obsessed with armor to protect his fragile body.

A sturdy armor that covers and corrects even if it is broken and bleeds.

He has neither great strength nor skills that are close to miraculous.

The only thing I believe in is the power of the armor.

For him, armor is a mask that covers his weakness, and above all, a great weapon.

chuck.

Lumpad, who was right in front of me, hugged Fatalite with both arms.

Quadduk!

“How do you know I killed dragons with nasty tempers when I was a human?”

“It’s something I’m not curious about, but… kuh.”

“Dried to death.”

He didn’t have much power.

However, Lumpard had stronger mental strength and persistence than anyone else.

So he strangled the dragon and killed it.

He clung to him relentlessly and attacked constantly so that he couldn’t even eat a sip of water.

Slowly, slowly, it dried to death.

Lumpard does not let go of a goal he has once set, no matter what.

“It’s nothing special for a man who is this persistent.”

“You will change your mind after a while.”

Kkwadeuk Wood Deuk!

As the bones of the whole body are broken, they are burned together with the scorching heat.

It’s normal that it should have been burnt to ashes at once, but somehow it’s finer than I thought.

“What…”

“Well. There is only one man in the world that I have recognized. And…”

He gurgled.

Fatalite, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, said with a terrifying expression.

“That’s what happens when you catch a dragon. You son of a bitch.”

“What!”

slip.

Fatalite’s form turns to ashes and escapes from Lumpad’s arms.

and immediately thereafter.

“Pahwaro.”

Stella’s fire furnace cuts through Lumpad like a storm.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!”

Petals of a storm that strikes the whole body.

Add to that.

“Pianhua.”

Petals even explode.

“thorn.”

A stab that brings all the power together.

Emily’s thorn stabs Lumpard in the chest.

Quung-!

The shock wave that spreads like a ripple centered on Lumpad blows up the entire Colosseum.

Quagga gagagak-!

Above the smoke of the collapsed Coliseum.

Fatalite, who appeared, brings the Eoyeonmu Swords together and materializes them.

“The giant’s sword.”

Holds a martial sword in the shape of a giant sword with your hand. Fatalite’s eyes fell like comets in black smoke.

Head to Lumpad.

Kwajijijijijik!

“Oh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Lumpard’s scream as he gripped the giant sword with both hands resonated.

blah blah blah.

There is a crack in the glove that blocks the sword.

The golden armor is cracked.

From the gut to the arm.

from the forearm to the chest.

from the chest to the whole body.

and soon.

Kwachangchang!!

“!!”

The golden armor is broken.

* * *

The gold is broken.

However, Kunta, the god of the axe, had a nonchalant expression on his face.

“The sun shines like gold, but at twilight it is redder than anything else.”

when the golden light faded.

Only then will the golden armor be broken. The red of twilight reveals itself.

The golden armor fades and the red armor of dusk reveals itself.

Bloodstained armor.

The bloody armor that Lumpard has accumulated is finally revealed.

“You swordsman who wants to become a god. Can you break the armor resembling twilight?”

Turning his head, Kunta looked around and looked down at Lumpad.

Around Lumpad.

Stella is the only one standing.

Fatalite and Emily had long since turned to ashes and disappeared.

Stella wouldn’t be much different either.

Looking down at the battle situation, Kunta brushed his long beard and smiled.

Lumpard had his arms on the ground and his hips raised, as if he were preparing for a sprint.

“Are you going to write that?”

Lumpard has become a god, but has no fighting skills.

Just armor to keep you strong.

The one who ascended to the divine position with that alone.

So the way he takes down enemies is also all geared towards his armor. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

How to take down enemies with armor.

Its one of its biggest advantages.

“It’s a man’s skill.”

A lightning-like torso headbutt.

Quite an extreme technique that requires you to overcome the fearful enemy’s attack and advance.

A skill like an angry wild boar that rushes in and charges as if it has lost its fear.

But rather, because of that, he is a true man and a skill that can be called a warrior.

“Slap the sun.”

Legendary techniques inherited instinctively from ancient times are manifested from the gods.

The red armor spreads light.

Like the sun before setting, it rushes at it with a red and ominous light.

Loompard’s speed as he ran on the ground with his back bent deeply like an animal was the speed of light.

As if the light flickers, Stella’s sword flashes light at the same time as Lumpard approaches Stella at the same time as her eyes blink once.

Stella’s sword, reflected in the twilight, glows red and moves like an afterimage.

“Yoo-su-hwa.”

In an instant, the name he uttered and the skill of the sword merged into one.

A sword that a young man who was weak in the vastness of technology tried but failed to achieve.

A skill that was perfected by a helpless old man who saw the sword and passed it on later. It flows and flows like a running river and returns to the originator of the sword.

relieve and relieve

Move the sword face only with enough force to lift the sword.

shedding. best shedding.

Shedding everything in the world and preparing to accept it, shed Lumpard’s attack.

‘no.’

A stronger attack than expected.

Stella’s shedding moves quickly and counterattacks.

Stella’s sword, which moved in a subtle line, aimed at the red-hot Lumpad.

Kwaaang-!

blah blah blah!!

Blinking red light. The entire area is shattered by the clash of armor and sword, and a storm rages.

so-so-so-so!!

However, no one will back down.

Time like eternity flows in the collision of powers that no one retreats.

But everything has an end.

Jjeok kwachang-!!

Soon the sword, which is weaker than the armor, breaks. Stella vanishes in a red glow, and the huge gate behind her is ripped open with a huge hole.

“Whoa whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.”

A loompard that sounds like a beast.

His whole body shuddered and his consciousness, which had been immersed in pain and pleasure, opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was the marble floor, not the dirt floor like the previous gateway.

Rather than a plaza, it is a suitable place to see it as someone’s room.

Pillars made of fancy decorations and solidly decorated weapons placed beside them.

And in the center of it, a gray man sitting on a bizarre throne that seems to have been made by crushing arms.

Colliers von Zervan.

He was the one who would become the god of the scabbard and the owner of this gray world.

“People tend to think of ashes as just the leftovers of a fire.”

As soon as he met Lumpad’s eyes, he started talking about the ashes.

Lumpard continued to talk about what was so interesting about the story he wasn’t interested in.

“If you get dirty things on your hands, they get dark and try not to touch them. However, ashes are light and brittle, so even if you try to avoid them, you will easily bury them.”

“what are you talking about.”

Lumpard, who barely caught his breath, straightened his back and raised his strength again.

No more wasting time with him.

deal with it quickly

That’s all there is to Lumpard’s mind.

It was because the thought that he could be defeated if he delayed further dominated his head.

The result of belittling the guy’s image was the same sense of exhaustion as now. I destroyed everything, but the consumption of power was quite large. speedy conclusion.

Defeating him and taking his power was the only chance to make up for this loss.

“All the enemies you met on your way here were all ashes.”

re.

A giant with a long-standing evil relationship whom we met for the first time.

And the nameless knights, beasts, and dragons that came out one after another.

Even the words cherished by the forgotten gods.

The gateway he crossed by killing them all.

The existences of the gateway that Lumpard had broken were all made of ashes.

Because when they fall, they all fall to ashes.

“Your body is full of ashes.”

“…!!”

I got goose bumps.

Under Lumpard’s armor, every hair on his body stood out.

Ash is lightly scattered.

And it gets buried easily.

That is the nature of ashes.

“I am a sheath of ashes.”

The things that the scabbard also embraced.

All is but ashes.

Ashes all over Lumpard’s armor as well.

it’s all his

“You don’t think that all the people you defeated are dead, do you?”

Even if ashes become ashes, will they disappear?

What remains in the burned forest are ashes.

However, it is the same that another life blooms in the ashes.

“Isn’t your body heavy?”

thud!

In an instant, Lumpard fell on one knee.

I felt a tremendous weight, as if someone was holding my leg.

Then there were the two arms.

bang!! The lower back and the arms trying to hold on shattered the marble.

heavy.

He could feel the weight of those he had broken from the ashes that weighed down his shoulders.

“You, who have no special skills or powers, became a god only with armor. obsession with it This is definitely a great result.”

However, to put it the other way around.

“That’s all there is to it.”

Ashes gathered in the hands of Callius, who sat on the throne and braced his chin.

They are soon gathered and condensed by black gravity to form a sphere.

The black orbs that gathered while creating a bizarre noise were the force of gravity made up of several layers.

And the power and skills of various people gathered in the ashes were concentrated. A sphere of power that seems impossible to reach at a glance.

A bizarre force capable of devouring everything.

Its name is simple.

“fruit.”

Is it a fruit formed from several flowers gathered together?

Or is it just God’s negligence to right a wrong, no one knows.

However, one thing is certain.

“Looks like I won the bet.”

Soon after, the spilled fruit slowly goes to Lumpad

.

Lumpard’s armor, which had never been cracked for centuries.

Kwachangchangchang!!

broke in an instant

“No eh eh eh!!”

the negligence.

Lumpard swallowed everything.