＜ 106. Baeksuje (6) ＞
#106
“Look!”
A red energy enveloped Aarondale’s body. Kaga! Dozens of slashes passed through his whole body. The sensation of cutting frozen meat passed through Ronan’s fingertips.
“It’s terribly tough.”
Ronan frowned at the unfamiliar sensation. It seemed that the hardness had risen several times in an instant. The blade, which could not reach the bone, was cutting through only the sore muscles.
‘It’s annoying. Is it a body strengthening series?’
Ronan licked his lips. It was, after all, the most difficult type of ability.
A shield formed by magic could be cut like a piece of paper, but in the case of strengthening the body itself, it had no choice but to find its own strategy. Aarondale, who had been gathering strength while cutting, overthrew the government.
“Puppy!”
Whoops! A fist reminiscent of a cannon flew into Ronan’s face. The effortless blow was far beyond the speed of sound. Ronan, who had just launched a slash, took a breath.
“Fuck…!”
It was too late to avoid. Ronan put La Mancha on his back and took a defensive stance. wow! Ronan’s body, which was hit directly, flew away as if it had been hit by a bison.
“Great!”
Paang! A belated bang rang out. Ronan clenched it. The twin-headed ogre’s fists weren’t as powerful either. He slammed La Mancha into the ground and stopped the flying body.
“…a fucking wild boar cub.”
It didn’t seem like money had bought the position of the three beasts. There was a round crack in the middle of the black sword. If it hit the body, there is no doubt that it would be an instant death.
“Ugh.”
Suddenly, dark red blood rushed up the esophagus. He defended himself, but he seemed to have hurt his stomach a bit.
Hugh! Ronan spit the blood he had been holding onto La Mancha. As the cracks were filled, anticipation like a haze began to rise. Aarondale, who was examining his wounds, muttered in a voice mixed with anger and admiration.
“It’s sharp. What is your identity?”
“What is it? I am a student.”
“Don’t be funny. Did one student injure my body with the Auror on?”
“As you can see.”
Ronan frowned at the appearance of Aarondale in good health. Blood was dripping from the crevices of his rags, but most were minor injuries.
The only thing that could be called a valid hit was the wounds inflicted with the sword in the first place. A long, deep cut crossed his shoulder. The white bones were exposed under the cracked skin.
It was the only thing fed before the manifestation of Aurors. A lower voice came from Aarondale’s mouth as he was drooling.
“Are you thinking of joining Caribolo? I promise you the best treatment under my name. You will enjoy a wealth that even the emperor will not envy.”
“Suck my dick.”
“I’m sorry.”
Whoops! An even stronger aura wrapped around him. Still, his huge body swelled up, and he transformed into a physique that was almost like a werewolf. Aarondale growled as he looked down at Ronan.
“Then die.”
Ronan licked his lips. In terms of momentum alone, it was comparable to that of the branch managers of Nebula Clazier. It didn’t seem like it would be an easy fight.
‘Because I have no luck.’
Ronan stood up, using the sword as a support. aahhh Red energy began to rise again riding on the sword of La Mancha.
“Let’s finish it quickly.”
“It will be.”
Aarondale took a stance with his legs wide apart. Judging from the shape, it was a martial art that was passed down to the warriors of Balkar.
Ronan frowned. It was a board that was going to be crushed and smashed. It was the moment when Aarondale, who was crouching down, was just about to leap toward Ronan.
“Do I remember you… um?!”
Whoops! Suddenly, a terrifying voice rang out. It was the sound of something like a spear piercing through the flesh. They both froze at the same time. Aarondale slowly turned his head.
“···ah?”
The sting of a stake-sized scorpion was lodged deep in his shoulder. It was the only place that was not covered by Aurors and was directly hit by Ronan’s sword.
Violet venom was dripping and being injected into the wound. Aarondale, who woke up late, screamed and shook the sting away.
“Ahhhh!”
Aarondale hurriedly withdrew, but a large amount of poison had already penetrated his body. The aura that covered the upper body began to scatter quickly. Blood gushed out of his mouth, as if he had been scooped up with a bucket.
“Cuckoo!”
“Why is this…”
Ronan raised his gaze following the poison sting. Its long, thick tail ran inside the iron grate that had collided with Aarondale. Manticore, who had just woken up, was staring at Aarondale.
“Creepy . . .”
A growl echoed softly. Ronan’s eyes widened. Manticore’s eyes, which should have been originally yellow, were stained with a dull gray color.
‘no way.’
Ronan hurriedly turned his head. Adeshan was lying face down, reaching out and aiming at the Manticore. She fixed her gaze on the Manticore and opened her mouth.
“…Ronan.”
“Adeshan.”
Goose came up the spine. Adeshan was obviously controlling the Manticore. Her eyelids kept closing to see if the effects of sleeping gas were still there.
“······hurry.”
After a few seconds, her head dropped. At the same time, Manticore was lying flat. A snoring sound resounded again.
“Big, big, big!”
It seemed that he had woken up with the mana of the shadows. Ronan looked at the fallen Adeshan and laughed. Controlling the Manticore even if it was only for a moment, the pace of development made no sense. Then Aarondale, who was groaning in pain, rushed to Ronan.
“Aww! Whoa!”
There was no leeway in Aarondale’s face as he rushed at him recklessly. He must have been feeling the pain of hell. It was easy enough to not die after being injected with that much Manticore’s poison.
His body, which had been attacked by an unexpected surprise, had been transformed into a terrifying mourning. The place where he had been poisoned was swollen. Blood vessels all over his body were bulging and dilated as if they were tearing apart the skin.
An aura overflowing uncontrollably covered his whole body. Ronan noticed that he was attacking with his remaining vitality. Ronan shot a sword like an interceptor.
“You bastard!”
Quang! A huge sword hit Aarondale’s body directly. Ronan, who ran out at the same time, fired another dozens of sword strikes. However, Aarondale’s body, reinforced with Aurors, deflected most of his attacks.
“It can’t be like this, it can’t be like this…!”
Aarondale ran like a mad monkey, punching in all directions. Quang! Aarondale took a short leap and hit the floor. Explosive dust billowed up to the ceiling.
“Damn, everyone is dying.”
Ronan let out a swear word. If I left it like that, it would die on its own, but I couldn’t let it keep running rampant.
had to kill However, there was no way to cut through the body that was strengthened by the Auror. For a moment, a ray of light flashed in Ronan’s head.
‘If it’s that skill.’
I don’t know if it will work, but I had to try. Ronan switched the power source to a core made of Vajura. La Mancha’s sword body, which was red in color, began to glow white.
“Whoa!”
Suddenly, Aarondale leapt vertically. Kwajik! The red-hot body ripped through the ceiling and flew away. Starlight poured through the hollow hole. Aarondale’s presence, which had been far away, began to approach rapidly.
‘Once a chance.’
I felt my second heart beating rapidly. Ronan bowed his back and took a stance with his feet. At the same time, a golden afterimage wrapped around Ronan’s right arm. The faintly gleaming afterimage took the shape of a beast’s paws, just like that of Baren’s.
“Wow!”
Ronan clenched his teeth in a sensation that far exceeded expectations. A monstrous power that he had never experienced before was swirling in his swollen arms. Ronan muttered as if in shock.
“You are so amazing… Baren.”
“Aww! die!!”
Then, a loud voice resounded from the sky. Aarondale, wrapped in auras, was falling over Ronan’s head with both fists in front. The red tail followed was like seeing a shooting star.
“come.”
could not be avoided I had no intention of avoiding it. It was a moment when the distance with Aarondale narrowed by one step. Ronan’s arm disappeared from view. A sword strike like an island battle penetrated deep into Aarondale’s face. The sword wielded with mighty power continued to advance, drawing a graceful semicircle. Aarondale’s eyes widened.
“Heh heh heh…!”
“Isn’t that a death befitting a poacher?”
Ronan chuckled. spatula. A white line was drawn on Aarondale’s body. The straight line from the crown to the groin began to widen gradually.
He was about to collide with Ronan. 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 The body was cut vertically and blood and intestines poured out. bang! bang! The long, severed body fell to Ronan’s feet and bounced off.
“Ugh···! Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh hehehe
Ronan let out a breath he had been holding back. The golden energy that had wrapped around his arm disappeared and pain came. It was a price to pay for using force. He muttered softly as he took a deep breath.
“···succeded.”
It was weak, but in any case, it was a success. It was undoubtedly Baren’s aura that had just wrapped his arms around him. A sudden feeling of fatigue was rushing in from the completely empty core.
Ronan switched the power source again. Belatedly realizing the existence of Adeshan, he turned around.
“Damn it, old man.”
She was lying face down, covered in Aarondale’s blood. Ronan staggered towards her and lifted her up. Fortunately, he was sleeping soundly, but there were no injuries.
“…you have been taken care of.”
If it hadn’t been for Manticore’s surprise, things would have gone wrong. Of course, there was a much greater chance of losing, and even if they did win, it would have to be settled only after the tents had been smashed.
Ronan smiled softly, wiping the blood from Adeshan’s cheek. Suddenly, the reason why I came here flashed through my mind.
‘…what about a doppelganger?’
Ronan hurriedly looked around. A doppelganger still lying in the same spot caught my eye. Ronan, who gently laid Adeshan down, approached the doppelganger in Baren’s form.
“Yamma, wake up.”
-Uhhh.
Ronan pointed the sword at the doppelganger’s neck with his left hand and slapped him with his right hand. The moaning doppelganger opened his eyes. When he ran into Ronan, he struggled with his mane upright.
– Heh heh! Ronan?!
“It’s really like Baren. Let’s go together, don’t make a fuss.”
Ronan took a deep breath of La Mancha. Before long, the doppelganger’s body began to bubble like bubbles. As the doppelganger transformed into himself again, a shadow fell on Ronan’s face.
‘As expected… it was me at that time.’
The doppelganger was perfectly similar to his former self. To be precise, it was the figure of himself in the final battlefield that captured Ahayute. Ronan’s gaze turned to the shadows that were clinging all over her body.
‘Are these curses?’
It was the same form as the curse we saw in the image world. Curses that took the form of shadows were steadily gnawing the doppelganger’s body. At that moment, the doppelganger, who had been quietly staring at Ronan, opened his mouth.
– I couldn’t keep anything.
“···I know.”
Ronan smiled bitterly. He seemed to understand why Ahayute didn’t appear. What he really hated was himself for not protecting anything. Wasting time and talent on pathetic things.
The doppelganger didn’t want to run away any more. Ronan, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth.
“So you are working hard.”
“Hey, who is here?!”
Then a familiar voice rang out. thud! A huge shadow landed through a hole in the ceiling. It was Varen Panashir who had heard the commotion. A note from Ronan was held in his left hand.
“What the hell is this… a poacher!”
Baren, who witnessed the tragedy, froze. Blood and guts were scattered everywhere. A corpse, cut in half, was lying at his feet.
“Hey, what the hell is going on…!”
It was a sight reminiscent of hell. In the meantime, the animals going to the white water festival were sleeping peacefully.
It was in the middle of Baren looking around. I saw a familiar boy sitting on one knee in the middle of hell. The problem was that there was a young man with the same face underneath him. Baren asked in a confused voice.
“Ro, Ronan? The other one…”
“It’s a little late, Baren.”
Ronan, who was holding the doppelganger, turned his head. The corners of his lips went up.
“Now, can we celebrate?”
