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Tentia charged at the erosion boy as if she was going to cut him in two, and the boy flew towards the narrow alley.
“No way!”
The police officers who emerged from the shadows tore the scrolls of lightning and stood in front with electric blades wrapped around their spears and swords.
The boy hesitated, but did not stop.
Since he brought a master-level lightning magician with an electric weapon, he couldn't melt into a spirit form.
Because it was a narrow alley, the transparency also faded.
“Eek!”
Swaaaah!
Just before the green flames burst out from the boy's grasp, Tentia ran up to him and kicked him in the side with her steel boots.
thud!
With a dull sound, the boy was pushed back a few steps like a sack of barley that he had thrown, and Tentia shivered at the unexpected weight.
'200kg, no. It seemed like it was over 300kg. Is that just leather?'
Tentia raised her sword above her head.
The burning ice, as the flames swung, pressed down on the boy, drawing red lines and planes.
bang!
The sword slashed across the pavement, cutting through the solid floor and bricks like tofu and sending pieces flying.
The terrified boy pulled out the sword, leaving only the handle, from his bosom.
“Hehehe!”
"you?"
For a moment, Tentia was taken aback, but the boy wrapped a translucent green blade around the blade.
Taat, the boy lowered his posture and ran to Tentia's left.
Saaaaak!
The boy's sword swept over Tentia's left gauntlet.
Although it didn't even manage to pierce the armor, let alone cause a scratch, Tentia felt a strangely cold yet hot energy seeping into her arm.
It meant that the blade was imbued with some kind of curse or magical energy.
'Enough to penetrate this armor?'
As she flinched, the boy turned around and shot out a blast of flame.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
It was a hot, sizzling green flame.
Tentia thought as she lifted her cloak to block it.
'This is not an opponent to be taken lightly.'
The moment he fixed his sword, a boy emerged from the flames.
It seemed as if the flames themselves were originally intended to obscure Tentia's vision.
Oh my, oh my!
They were targeting the boy's dark neck, armpits, back of the elbows, and groin.
These were points that had to be aimed at when dealing with a knight, and his swordsmanship was no ordinary skill.
'It's not talent. You learned it properly. You seem like a skilled mercenary.'
The boy threw himself forward, spun around, and aimed for the back of Tentia's thigh.
As soon as I increased my weight, the rotation accelerated several times.
Saaaaak!
Tentia dodged by stretching out her front paws and then swung her sword in a big way, trying to cut off its neck.
“Tch!”
The boy leapt into the air and caught the sword with his back flat.
Kaang!
Tentia's sword strike easily shattered the boy's translucent sword and sent him flying, but it failed to achieve its goal of decapitating him, and the boy got up without a single scratch and pulled the blade out of the sword's handle.
“Hehehe!”
Taat, a boy with an eerie grin rushed at me, spewing green flames from his left hand.
"under!"
But Tentia greeted the boy with an even more eerie smile from inside her helmet's visor.
I was somewhat taken aback by his unexpected sword skills, but it was only at an unexpected level.
She volunteered to fight against opponents who could wield both fire and sword, and this was something she did every day.
Even the swordsmanship of that opponent was much more vicious and sinister than that of that eroder boy.
The eroder boy leapt into the air and raised his sword.
The sword strike, which quickly rotated while changing weight, was extremely sharp.
Tentia waited a beat, then unleashed the second stage of the Imperial Sword Technique, Immortality, and blocked the boy's sword.
Evil, evil!
The sword aimed for the boy's neck bounced away, and Tentia struck the boy's neck.
The sword aimed for the side bounced off and struck the side of Tentia's boy.
The sword aimed for the shoulder bounced off, and Tentia's sword stabbed the boy's shoulder.
She twisted her wrist slightly at the last moment, allowing the blow to only hit the body instead of piercing through and tearing it apart.
The boy coughed so hard that he almost stopped breathing, and staggered back like a drunkard.
At the same time, a translucent green aura flowed out from his entire body.
The green aura spread around like a thick fog, ready to burst into flames.
It wasn't Sereraji who couldn't read it.
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“I’m tired of this now.”
She stood on the rooftop and mocked the fog spreading across the street.
'Did you really think you could handle the power you gained overnight?'
Even she still needed careful tuning and conscious control when handling the energy of the verb.
Even if it was a talent inherited through bloodline, it required a great deal of effort and practice to embody the power created through sacrifices and rituals.
At least that's what Sereraji thought.
Boom!
The dark clouds cried as if to say that she was right.
Sereraji lightly held the brim of his cone-shaped hat to block the wind, and he tapped the ground with his heel, grinning.
“The Field of Nails.”
Thousands of metal nails, each about 5 to 10 centimeters high, rose up simultaneously from the street below.
Tentia, who had iron plates on the soles of his shoes, was able to easily break them and move forward, but for the eroder boy, it was a difficult, if not embarrassing, situation.
"shit!"
The boy whose instep was pierced screamed.
Sereraji intended to put the boy in a more embarrassing than an awkward situation.
“Hit it.”
Suddenly, lightning struck from the sky and spread across the plain.
Charrrrrrrr!
The nails vibrated with a sound like scales chattering.
Serenade was thrilled and delighted by the spectacle she had created.
“I knew it.”
Instead of flowing along the floor, the electricity ran endlessly from nail to nail, following her lead.
Tens of thousands of blue current lines connected and connected again.
The electricity and green fog touched and burned.
The green energy that seemed ready to burst into flames at any moment clumped together like milk with vinegar poured on it, and eventually scattered into powder.
“Eeeeek!”
The eroder boy opened his eyes wide and looked up at the sky.
* * *
Valencian, who was coming out of the inn and joining Tentia, realized at that moment.
"Okay."
I pushed him as hard as I could.
The fact that he was going to use mental waves meant that he now had nowhere to retreat.
He signaled by shooting three flaming arrows into the air.
The Chief of Police prepared a sound absorption barrier and withdrew the Chiefs of Police below the rank of Sword User to the rear.
“Rudy.”
“Yes, Lord Valen.”
Rudy became a translucent shadow and followed behind Valencianus, holding the upper and lower dual-wielding musket, Kaspar.
His sharp glasses, excellent eyesight, and honed experience all came together to capture the enemy's neck.
Paaang!
talent-!
A large bullet was thrust into the hood of the eroder boy, and the boy was thrown to the floor of the energized nail bed.
The green flames that rose up pushed away the current and melted the thorns, but they could not stop all the magic bullets that flew in one after another.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A green flame burst into flames in the middle of the street.
Tentia blocked them with her cloak and armor, while Valencian blocked them with his dragon-fire.
The eroder boy tried to shout out a mental wave during that momentary gap.
“!”
“!!”
“!!!”
But there was no sound of wind inside the boy's hood.
Whack, slap!
The sound absorption barrier that had received several mental waves finally began to crack.
'Do you think we'll just sit by and watch that?'
The Chief of Police, who had deployed the barrier in time, gritted his teeth with firm determination.
In the alley, the police officers prepared a second sound absorption barrier, Sereraji casted a lightning spear, and Rudy climbed up next to Sereraji while holding a magic gun.
Tentia and Valencianus stood side by side, holding swords together.
Valencianus in his white uniform with red decorations and Tentia in his white armor with a red mantle looked amazingly well-matched.
It was like a double, or an agent.
They were pushed back until even one Tentia had his head blown off, but with Valencian joining them, there was no chance of winning.
The boy opened the sewer lid and leapt into the sewer.
So he did not see Valencian smile in conversion.
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'There's not enough time left. We need more chaos. Why are these city people just sitting there, even after I've caused so many explosions? Shouldn't they all come out onto the streets and start causing chaos?'
The boy thought as he ran quickly through the cistern.
He had no idea how obsessively Valencian controlled information.
Valencian silenced the intellectuals who could be the focal point, focused the street of learning on the story of the new housing area, and began to quietly settle the red-light districts and slums a year ago, where they should be the most chaotic.
The boy, who had been running for a while, woke up some of the subordinates he had created.
“Show yourself. It’s rude of us to come forward, but we have no choice.”
There was a reason why the important task of disrupting the oath of loyalty was entrusted to a mere boy.
Their goal was not to sow the seeds of civil strife, but to turn the capital into hell.
Emperor Jaylilith was so strong that he could never be defeated head-on.
I couldn't prepare a strong force to deal with her.
Because she was stronger.
So I had to attack her with a power she didn't know, a power she knew but couldn't deal with.
In fact, when you think about the messengers running from places unknown to the boy and the great lords gathering, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the goal that the boy's creator had hoped for the boy had already been achieved.
So now… … .
“You just have to get out alive.”
A green aura flowed out from the boy's palm and permeated the 'subordinates' who were frozen like corpses.
These minions were up to 2.5 meters tall, pale with slightly rotted and twisted muscles, and occasionally had cracked ribs and green light shining from their eyes and mouths.
“Squeak… … .”
“Shiieeek!”
It was a high-level undead, a ghoul called a taster.
Although they are inferior to the 'monster' Abomination, the 'headless knight' Dullahan, and the 'death knight' Death Knight in terms of strength, the ghoul's advantage is that it can use mental waves.
The thirty-year-old got up and bowed his head to the boy.
bang!
The next moment, one of the ghoul's heads burst open like a rotten pumpkin.
The knight in white armor, Tentia, grabbed the back of the ghoul's head and slammed it into the wall of the underground water.
"uh?"
Paaaaang! Paaaaang! Paaaaang!
The shotgun loaded with shotgun shells fired repeatedly, and the ghouls fell backwards one by one.
“Kill, kill!”
The three ghouls flew forward with their mouths wide open.
It was a speed that most people wouldn't be able to react to, but there weren't any ordinary people in this underground place that even the eyes of gods couldn't reach.
Phage, phage, phage!
The chain lightning flashed blue in Sereraji.
Boom! Boom!
The ghouls that had jumped up like lightning froze and fell to the ground.
“I didn’t know you could handle ghouls. Explosions, mind waves, resurrection, control… … Just hearing it, it’s almost like a bishop. How about we go together? Don’t worry. I won’t kill you. You’ll live a very long time.”
Her proud face was shadowed by dark shadows created by the lightning.
“Yes. I can promise you that.”
The last to appear was Valencian.
He was accompanied by ten Black Iron Knights and their commander, Barbatos.
“You’re a funny guy. No matter how well you hide, you still know this place better than I do?”
The handsome rascal approached the ghouls lying on the ground, kicking their heads with his white shoes.
“Kill all those ugly ghosts!”
With the backdrop of Barbatos' screams and the brawl of the Black Iron Knights.
The vertically split, quietly burning pupil was still dilapidated, but no longer looked dangerous.
From Valencian, who was always clad in splendid uniforms, a presence more powerful than the uniforms was felt.
It was desperation.
Mangnani, who had been living in constant tension and anxiety for the past month, showed off his skills without hesitation in front of the goal that was right in front of him.
The boy took a step back without realizing it.
“Oh, don’t come.”
“I will cut off all your limbs and cut out your tongue and vocal cords.”
“I told you not to come.”
“I don’t need your information. I’ll extract it directly from your brain.”
“If you come, I’ll blow it up!”
The Archduke's steps stopped for a moment.
The boy spoke with a voice that was clearly desperation even beyond his hood.
“I’ve prepared my fireworks here and there in the underground water. I can blow them up whenever I give the signal. It’ll be quite a sight when the hotel that holds the nobles collapses… .”
Valencian, who had stopped, took another step forward.
“Go ahead, kid.”
While spewing out six characters.