Chapter 939 – #203_Intersection(8)
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One.
The final clash at the risk of one’s life.
There is no moment as fair as this moment.
No matter what kind of life each individual has lived, no matter what story they have, no matter what thoughts and hearts they have in their fight.
All of this turns into a secondary problem.
Only the one who has the upper hand over the opponent at the moment of the moment survives.
The loser has no choice but to fall into the abyss of nothingness, losing everything and clinging to the lingering attachment to victory.
That’s why Urshira enjoyed this moment beyond measure.
A gambling board where you display your honed skills, test the greatness of your achievements, and decide who is stronger.
No entertainment and pleasure can give you this thrill.
That’s why Urshira can laugh even in the terrible pain that runs through her body.
-Wheeying!!!
A spear of reverse heaven that changed to the thickness of a hair at the tip of the compressed and condensed.
The point of the spear that distorts the surrounding space just by swinging it was pointed at Siwoo.
Shin Si-woo was holding a posture as if throwing a javelin.
It’s not just throwing, it’s pretty bizarre.
First of all, ribbons that used to be lupus are scattered all over the place and are blooming like flowers.
In the middle of the black flower, a window wrapped around a black ribbon protrudes like a stamen.
Presumably, it seems to be throwing power by utilizing the tension of the ribbon rather than simply using physical strength.
The ring of angels floating above his head rotates fiercely, and the armor begins to emit bloody red light like an overcharged mechanism.
“Twist.”
However, it was Urshira who completed the preparations for the attack first.
Even if it was the final clash, he was not naive enough to wait for the preparation process.
Who completed the magic first is also a valid indicator for determining superiority.
While keeping Shin Si-woo firmly in his swaying vision.
Just holding it releases the twist that consumes mana.
-Permeability and permeability!!!
A twisting vortex surges.
A destructive power that twists and breaks all things in the three-dimensional world.
What unfolds in front of the blow invested for the sake of the blow without leaving even a handful of mana…
-Chwaaaaak!!!
It is a ring of ribbon that spreads out in a circle with Shin Si-woo at the center.
The golden string engraved on the insipid black ribbon is a magic formula that controls the ‘force field’.
At this point, Shin Si-woo had three options.
Avoid
Block
Among the counter fires, he chose ‘block’.
And it was also Urshira’s most unexpected choice.
Until now, Shin Si-woo’s magic was only attacking.
He has acted while wearing only the minimum amount of armor to protect and strengthen his body.
But abandoning the advantage of mobility and choosing to defend in place?
———!!!!
Aside from those doubts, the axis of torsion collides with the golden force field developed by Siu.
A ribbon that burns under enormous overload.
A terrifying twist that seemed to crush the shelter he had worked so hard to squeeze at any moment.
“…”
Urshira was not caught off guard.
Just judged
Shin Si-woo’s response was a bad idea.
The Spear of Reverse Heaven possessed by Urshira, its greatest strength is not just in its destructive power, range, and freewheeling operation.
It’s about sustainability.
Distortion of space calls for another distortion.
Collapse causes collapse, and the mana consumed to maintain Urshira’s twist is significantly reduced.
As a result, it is possible to project almost infinite fire power if the spear of reverse heaven is directed toward the same space and exerts its power.
‘Just blocking’ it from the front is like declaring that you will forever block the waterfall with your bare body.
After all, did you not see through to that point during this Great War?
Ursira, who was using increasingly stronger twists while feeling sorrow and regret, saw a shining golden force field that was dangerously about to break at any moment.
“Ah.”
Eventually, you find a sense of incongruity.
Does not exist.
There is no distortion field anywhere.
Until now, Shin Siu had drawn out the distortion field from the red spear to counteract Urshira’s twist.
However, there is no red aura mixed with the splendid golden magic.
Why, at a moment like this?
Urshira opened her eyes.
Shin Siu’s armor is broken and his arm is twisted at an odd angle.
In the aftermath of the shattering magic power, I see his face with the helmet blown away.
Blood flowed from his nose and mouth, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot fighting spirit, as if tears of blood would flow at any moment.
“…What?”
Urshira’s gaze did not miss.
A spear wrapped in ribbon that he clutches tightly with his broken finger.
The red branch did not exist under the loosely untied ribbon as it collided with the twist.
In other words, the spear was out of his hand in the first place.
Urshira desperately went back to the accident in a short time of less than one second.
He was preparing his javelin before Urshira struck.
However, Shin Si-woo does not have his formal letter in his hand.
The spear had already been fired, and Urshira was unaware of it due to the impact of her twisting and her force field magic colliding.
Then where is his spear now?
Ironically, being experienced in combat also means being able to intuit defeat more quickly.
Shin Si-woo actually set up a lot until this clash.
First of all, it was believed that he had a fighting style that relied on the red branch by using only the formal wear.
It also lowered Urshira’s vigilance against ‘ranged magic’ by stepping out into unknown threats and showing clinging to melee combat.
And until the very end, he boldly risked his life and hid his true attack.
-Shuuuuu!!!!!
A red light flying like a meteor from a collapsed tunnel far away.
One cheek of Urshira is dyed red by the dazzling brilliance that transcends space and flies with a time difference.
His hidden blow that was too late to block or dodge.
A clean defeat with nothing to complain about, from water fights to magical abilities.
Urshira gave a final tribute and grinned.
“… Are you really fucking cool?”
– Kwajik!
Siwoo’s full-powered javelin, which jumped out of space, hit the defenseless side of Urshira.
The blood-soaked eyepatch fluttered and fell to the ground.
2.
Rinne was dragged to the ground by Priscilla and fought a fierce battle.
Her face was not words.
Blood flowed like it was covered in a bag.
A charred left arm and a crushed right arm.
Blood and ooze dripping from his left eye.
Even just looking at her, she is Linnaeus with painful injuries, but her mask-like expression remains the same.
In any case, an injury of this magnitude to a spiritual body would heal with time.
“… Twi.”
Rinne carelessly spat out her flesh and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.
“Grrr! Ooh, ooh, ur… Rest…”
You can tell where the flesh came from by looking at Priscilla, who struggles like a bug.
The scruff of Priscilla’s neck, who couldn’t breathe properly as if the figare were boiling, was bleeding like a pump as if a handful of wounds had been bitten by a beast.
With no magic power left to sever her aorta and deal with him, she has no choice but to slowly wait for her death…
“…”
“Ouch!”
After Rinne grabbed her cow’s attitude with her right arm, which was at least intact, as her inverse.
Priscilla gently thrust her knife into her throat.
“Ouch! Gagging… ! Kuck!”
Priscilla’s eyes trembled as she vomited blood like a fountain, but soon became opaque.
She was confirmed dead by twisting her impaled sword, and Rinnae staggered over her body.
Befitting that hierarchy, Priscilla was strong.
It was just that her Rinne was stronger.
If she had taken her time leisurely, she would have suffered fewer injuries.
However, as long as Nanggun was facing Ur Shira alone, she couldn’t take it easy.
Linnaeus sacrificed both of her arms to get her timing right.
Priscilla, who took her arm from her swordsman, allowed herself to be careless in the elation of her own self-confidence, and that was where her fate was decided.
Linne’s obsession with her victory bordered on madness.
Then she simply couldn’t wield her sword, so she couldn’t readily admit her defeat.
Rinne rushed right at her like a wild animal, literally biting Priscilla across the neck.
“My dear…”
Rinne, who frowned at the scent of her blood that filled her mouth, staggered toward the half-collapsed platform.
3.
“Hmm, hmm~”
Lydia was smiling.
As expected, the number of angels protecting the production facility while the homunculus was rampaging wasn’t that many.
As a result, she pulverized 8,000 angels insignificantly with her single body.
About 100 of them were captured and stored with little damage.
“Witch. I ask for negotiations.”
The ‘body’ that Lydia is slowly placed in the middle of the production building.
In other words, it was when she was about to reach out to the body of the witch who became the mother of Angel.
AA-000 hurriedly returned to the tower to stop Lydia from paralyzing the city’s central functions.
Sudden attacks by monsters, countless archwitches appearing all over the city.
And even the suspicious golden witch who infiltrated Angel’s production building.
She judged that Daejeon could no longer be completely defended.
“If you leave this city, I will accept your terms. We will review it even if it is an unfavorable condition.”
The option of ‘negotiating with the witch’ is inherently impossible for Angel, who was created as a bond-versus-witch weapon.
However, AA-000’s mechanical voice even showed a certain sense of desperation.
“Hoo? Aren’t you a machine?”
A frown spread around Lydia’s eyes.
It was because she felt something different from the guys she had beaten before.
“This unit is AA-000, Witchroid Angel. We have been given the managerial authority of this city and are exercising it on behalf of you.”
“For something like that, it seems like he’s acting with mixed emotions. Well, yes good.”
Lydia strode forward and stood in front of AA-000.
“I don’t know if it’s a machine or a witch, but since you don’t seem to know, I’ll teach you.”
– Kwajijijik!
An intangible force spins AA-000’s head in circles.
Lydia’s foot crushed AA-000’s head, which was falling apart like a toy played with too much force.
“Negotiations between witches are only done on equal footing.”
The point at which you can already get everything you want.
There was no need to do anything stupid to agree to a deal, at least not in Lydia’s reckoning.
