The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 764

Episode 764 I Told You Then (2)

The sword dug in terribly stealthily and quickly.
Tagmah instinctively twisted his body.
He didn’t even have time to properly raise his energy to defend himself.
Paaaaak!
He couldn’t dodge perfectly. The sight of blood gushing out of his body was clearly visible in his vision.
Rahamod also twisted his body just before the sword touched him to avoid a fatal wound.
He felt it clearly. The sword was aimed precisely at his neck.
Even while dodging, Rahamod stretched out his right hand. It was to counterattack immediately.
At that moment,
the sword’s trajectory twisted strangely.
The sword changed direction with incomprehensible flexibility, as if it were alive.
Rahamod felt a cool aura brushing past his left arm.
Thud.
Kwaaaaang!
Jisel, who had attempted an ambush, was repelled by the energy Rahamod had released.
Rahamod, who had successfully counterattacked, slowly lowered his head.
His left arm below the wrist had disappeared. His own hand, which had fallen to the floor, was rolling.
Paaaaaaaak!
Black smoke gushed out from the severed wrist. The skin began to twitch and the wound began to heal.
“This, this guy……”
Rahamod’s eyes lit up.
His body, which was barely a scratch from most attacks, was so badly wounded by a single ambush. There was no humiliation like this.
Taghmah was in a better situation.
His chest was cut long, but the wound wasn’t that deep. This was because the opponent’s attacks were more focused on Rahamod.
Chiiiiiik!
Taghmah’s wound also began to heal, emitting black smoke.
Rahamod gathered his energy again.
He had focused all his strength on killing Grondal, so he hadn’t been able to properly protect his body. If he had used his energy properly, he wouldn’t have been cut so easily.
He ground his teeth.
“You…… You were showing off your tricks back then…… You ended up wounding me……”
Even back then, that technique had annoyed him so much.
At that moment, I thought I should have given up on Iraniel and killed that guy.
The choice I had made to ignore and leave him alone was finally affecting me now.
“Ugh…….”
Jisel slowly got up, holding her side.
Even though she had prepared herself and been hit, the pain was immense. Her magic power had also been greatly drained.
But it was worth the price.
Jisel smiled as she extended her sword to Rahamod.
“How is it? Is it a little different from back then?”
“…….”
When she had met Rahamod in the Elf Forest, Jisel had used up almost all of her magic power.
But not now. She had anticipated fighting the Prophet and had been saving her magic power.
Jisel flicked her sword and continued.
“I told you back then.”
“…….”
“Everyone who attacked me died. For you…… today is that day.”
“This guy…….”
‘By the way, this sword is really amazing? It’s much better than I thought.’
In fact, when facing someone as strong as Rahamod, there is no difference between a staff and a sword.
The performance of the weapon itself is meaningless until the other party’s energy is consumed anyway.
However, this ‘Gramdir’ was a little different.
Its performance was so excellent that it could inflict significant damage even to a strong opponent like Rahamode.
Of course, the reason why this was possible was because of Jisel’s excellent use of magical power and skills. If someone else had used it, the sword’s performance would not have been able to reach its limits.
Jisel took a stance. The sword began to resonate according to his will.
Rahamode stepped forward with a distorted face.
“You alone are not enough for me. But now there is another prophet like me. Knowing that, how dare you appear before us?”
Tagmah also radiated a fearsome aura. He was thinking of tearing Jisel apart in one breath.
Jisel snickered and said,
“Who is alone?”
“Not alone? Even if your comrades come, they won’t be able to handle us.” ”
I think it would be worth it if we were with the Dwarf King?”
“He is now…”
Rahamode stopped talking and slowly turned his head. Tagmah was the same.
“Hey, Goddess!”
Deneb radiated divine power in a trembling voice toward the fallen Grondal.
Her divine power was weak. She could barely heal minor wounds.
However, the energy of the Salvation Church that had penetrated her body.
She could drive it out more perfectly than anyone else.
Paaaaah!
A dazzling light enveloped Grondal’s body. It was an amount that could not be produced by her divine power alone.
She herself did not know where this divine power came from.
Even if she had used Lionel’s divine power last time, there was no one else around now.
Nevertheless, the light existed and the healing was done.
It was a suspicious situation, but she did not care. The only important thing now was to heal the dwarf king.
“Ugh…….”
Grondal let out a short groan and jumped up.
All of his wounds were healed, and the darkness that had been digging into his body and continuously eating away at his energy had disappeared.
It was not that all of the energy he had already consumed had returned, but he could fight again just by healing his wounds and removing the darkness that had been digging into his body.
Giselle exulted inwardly upon seeing that.
‘As expected! Deneb is the natural enemy of the Salvation Church’s energy.’
Although it was somewhat of a gamble, Giselle believed that Deneb would succeed this time as well. This
was because Deneb usually handled the Salvation Church’s energy from a different perspective than the priests. It could be called a kind of enlightenment.
As expected, his faith was right on target. Deneb instantly destroyed the Salvation Church energy that had dug into Grondal’s body.
Giselle said with a smile,
“My faith has been rewarded.”
Grondal, who was holding his halberd again, also laughed loudly.
“Poohahahaha! The goddess has given us a miracle!”
He thought he was dead without a fight. The two prophets were that strong.
But then, the priest suddenly appeared and used incredible divine power to heal him. What else could this be but the goddess’s care?
And the man who appeared with the priest was also truly amazing.
Even if it was an ambush, how could he have wounded those strong prophets!
His identity was obvious even without an explanation.
“Julian Mercenary Corps! Are you Julian?”
Giselle shook her head.
“Julian Mercenary Corps, yes, but my name is Astion.”
“Yes! Anyway, you’re amazing! You showed up at a very opportune time! Your skills are also outstanding, and the weapon you’re holding is…….”
Grondal paused for a moment and rubbed his eyes. It was a sword he had seen many times.
No matter how he looked at it, it was the most precious treasure in Valskrum. And the owner of that weapon was none other than himself.
“Gramdir? Why? Why is it in your hand?”
“I received it in exchange for a fair price.”
“I never gave it to you?”
Giselle clicked her tongue.
“There must be some complicated circumstances. But I don’t want to know.”
“I want to know.”
“I don’t think we have time to discuss it right now. Anyway, it’s mine for now, so let’s talk about it later.”
“T-That’s right. Let’s hunt and kill those guys first.”
Grondal rolled his shoulders. It would have been difficult alone, but it was different now. They could fight each other.
Rahamod and Taghmah were silent for a moment. They had encountered an obstacle right before their victory.
But they didn’t panic. It was as if they had expected something like this.
Taghmah glared at Giselle and opened his mouth.
“You were right. Is that guy the ‘wizard’?”
“Yes, that guy interfered before. He’s a wizard, but he’s also very skilled in combat.”
“That’s true. He’s skilled enough to interfere with our work.”
Tagmah turned his head again. His gaze was fixed on Deneb.
“Is that priest the ‘miracle’ you mentioned?”
“Yes.”
“I can’t figure it out. His energy is so weak that I can’t even feel it. He’s no different from an insect.”
At those words, Deneb scratched her cheek awkwardly. She knew she was weak, but it hurt her heart to be treated like an insect.
Tagmah continued in a cold voice.
“And yet, he shows such ability. I guess… there must be something.”
Rahamod also nodded slowly.
“As of now, he’s the most dangerous person. Even in the Elven Forest, things were ruined because of that priest.”
The energy of the Salvation Church is similar to a curse that devours the energy of its opponents and eats away at their bodies.
That’s why the opponents who are hit by their energy have to fight while suppressing the curse, becoming weaker.
But that priest was treating it so easily. No other priest would have been able to show such abilities.
Deneb was too dangerous for the Salvation Church.
Tagmah’s eyes grew colder.
“That priest must be killed. He is something we cannot understand.”
“I agree. But we must first eliminate the obstacles.”
Rahamod glared at Giselle.
Giselle smiled, one corner of her mouth raised.
“Is the strategy meeting over?”
“…… Cheeky bastard. Today, you won’t be as lucky as you were back then.”
Kwaaaaang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Rahamod stormed towards Giselle. At the same time, Taghmah rushed towards Grondal.
Kwaaaaang! Kwaaaaang!
Taghmah and Grondal engaged in a brawl like before. Both were confident in their own strength and had similar fighting styles.
However, Giselle’s fight was completely different.
Get it!
Giselle’s body dispersed through the air again and disappeared.
Like a shadow, like fog, like the wind.
Rahamod frowned as he watched.
“This guy again…….”
It was the same last time.
Ambushes and surprise attacks, irregular movements that took advantage of a momentary gap.
It was a truly annoying and irritating fighting style.
However, Rahamod was still stronger than Giselle. He immediately sensed the air currents around him and released his energy.
Paaaaang!
The atmosphere shook and the air split apart as if it was exploding. However, Jisel had already left the place.
Rahamod immediately turned his head.
Crack!
His robe sleeve was cut open.
Rahamod reached out and blasted his energy again, but Jisel had already melted into space and disappeared.
Rahamod’s expression distorted.
‘Something’s different.’
He knew that he had been too tired to use his full strength before.
However, even considering that, it felt completely different from then.
This was like… …
Crack!
Rahamod reflexively threw his head back. The tip of his sword brushed his cheek, leaving behind a thin gust of wind.
There was no wound. It would not have been easy to wound his body, which was properly filled with energy.
However, Rahamod was surprised at the fact that he had allowed himself to be attacked so many times.
Considering the gap in strength between himself and his opponent, it would have been extremely difficult.
‘Are you reading my movements right now?’
It was an absurd thought.
Techniques are not easily grasped. They are built up and accumulated over a long period of time.
Even though he lacked combat experience, he knew that much common sense.
Nevertheless, the opponent’s sword flew as if it had predicted his movements.
Rahamod heightened his tension. He didn’t know what had happened, but he felt that he shouldn’t think of his opponent at the same level as before.
Kwaaaaang!
Jisel’s sword, which had reappeared, collided with Rahamod’s hand.
Jisel bared his teeth and laughed in front of Rahamod, who had a frown.
“It’s not easy after all.”
“You… how…”
“I also like to suppress with force the most, but it’s a bit disappointing. I think it would be difficult to compete with you with this body.”
“Are you saying that if it weren’t for strength, there would be a way to beat me?”
Jisel smirked.
“If strength was everything in fighting, there would be no reason for techniques to be created.”
Kagagagagagag!
Jisel’s sword moved strangely and cut all over Rahamod’s body.
The energy that Rahamod emitted was so strong that there was only a sound like scraping iron plates, but no wounds were left.
But that alone had a significant effect. The more he blocked the attack, the more Rahamod’s energy was consumed.
Kagagak!
Paaak!
When Rahamod tried to counterattack, Jisel hid himself again and disappeared.
It was a battle style that exquisitely tormented people. The
more Rahamod fought,
the more excited he became. He was clearly much stronger. That was a fact that no one could deny.
However, he kept getting caught up in his opponent’s flashy techniques.
‘I have to stay calm.’
No matter how great the technique was, it was useless in the face of overwhelming power. That was what he believed.
Rahamod calmed down and focused his mind.
At that moment, all his senses came together and the world became visible. And within that, he found a faint, disharmonious sense.
‘Now.’
Kwaaaaang!
“Cough!”
With just one hit, Jisel fell down, spitting blood.
However, Rahamod could not follow up with a follow-up attack. Jisel disappeared before he could continue his attack.
Rahamod clenched his teeth several times.
Even when he lost strength, he could not properly catch it. In this state, it was impossible to know when the fight would end.
And every time he allowed an attack in between, more energy than he had expected was being consumed.
Rahamod secretly pulled out energy and sent it into the sky. It was a kind of signal.
Kwaaaaang!
Once again, Giselle’s sword and Rahamod’s hand collided.
Rahamod stopped attacking and spoke.
“I expected you to interfere.”
“So?”
Giselle knew. She had heard the conversation between Giselle and Tagmah.
Giselle smiled crookedly.
“It means that we have prepared ourselves.”
Ddddddddddd!
Suddenly, two lines of darkness quickly approached, splitting the ground apart.
The darkness that had approached had already risen high and taken the shape of a person.
One of them rushed up behind Giselle and shouted loudly.
“You little rat! I’m finally going to kill you!”
The one who appeared was Munaref, the executor of the Salvation Church.
He was furious after failing to kill Giselle in the Elf Forest.
If Munaref joins now, Giselle will never be able to handle it.
However, Giselle looked at Rahamod and smiled.
“Have you forgotten that I’m the ‘Julian Mercenary Corps’?”
At that moment,
a man rushed towards Munaref, who was approaching Jiselle, and swung his sword.
Kwaaaaang!
Munaref stopped moving at the sudden collision.
“You…!”
Munaref glared and made an angry expression. This was because a guy who didn’t even care was daring to block his path.
The man, Yulien, slowly raised his sword and said,
“I’ll deal with you.”