The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 821

Record of Episode 821 (5)

Heaven and earth screamed simultaneously.
The moment the adversary stepped forward, the earth split, the sky twisted black, and a storm erupted.
Kwaaaaang!
Yulien’s sword clashed with the adversary’s fist. The impact wasn’t a simple clash.
The world itself split, day and night entangled and shook. It was as if the world, unable to withstand the conflict between the two beings, was overturning.
The light from the sword tore through the dark sky, and the darkness from the fist swallowed that light again.
With each clash of light and darkness, the atmosphere split and lightning exploded. Everything around crumbled like a sand castle.
Kwaaaaang!
The adversary swung his hand again, and a black storm raged.
At that moment, Deneb’s prayer resonated. A silver light descended from the sky, dispelling the storm.
Yulien seized the moment. As he raised his sword, countless spirits’ energies surged toward him.
Paaaaah!
As the sword swung, the surroundings were engulfed in light. Rays of light pierced the adversary.
Then, the adversary smiled.
“You are truly amazing… You were mere mercenaries, but you have grown so much…”
Darkness erupted from his body. It wasn’t a simple storm of magical power.
It was a wave of despair that extinguished even the starlight in the sky.
Kwaaaaang!
But Yulien endured the darkness. Deneb’s divine power wrapped around his body, radiating a noble light.
The two became one, enduring the adversary’s power. No, as time passed, they began to push him back more and more.
The battle that shook the world wasn’t just between the warrior, the saintess, and the adversary.
Kwaaaaang!
One of the apostles swung a black spear, and the earth split deeply. But Lionel withstood the attack and advanced.
Now, he no longer needed to protect Deneb. Because Yulien and Deneb were fighting their adversaries admirably.
Taking charge of the Apostle would have been far more helpful to the Allied Forces.
“Kuuung!
” Lionel’s heavy sword slammed into the Apostle. His movements were so unwavering that he could now be considered a model for knights.
The Apostle swayed like a ghost, searching for Lionel’s opening. But Lionel stood firm like a wall, facing the Apostle.
No matter how unorthodox the attack, it couldn’t penetrate
Lionel’s defenses. As time passed, the
Apostle began to show signs of impatience. In contrast, Lionel calmly pressed on. Another Apostle was fighting Erenes.
The Apostle soared into the sky, raining down darkness.
Kwak …
The darkness the apostle blasted was repeatedly blocked by Erenes’s spirit. The apostle, rather bewildered by Erenes’s sophisticated spirit magic, was preoccupied with fending off the attacks.
“Baaaaaaah!
” The fire and wind spirits joined forces, unleashing a massive fiery storm.
The apostle unfolded a curtain of darkness to block it, but the flames consumed it all.
Then, as Erenes leaped through the gap and reached out, a dazzling emerald energy struck the apostle.
“Kwaaaaah!”
The apostle had no choice but to retreat. But he realized that if he continued on this path, defeat was inevitable.
“Divine power… ….”
A giant rift in the sky opened, pouring out a brilliant light.
The saint’s miracle gradually dispelled the darkness. As it continued, the priests of the Salvation Church inevitably grew weaker.
The other apostles’ situation was also worse. ”
Baaaaaaah! ”
At Marika’s gesture, hundreds of daggers soared through the air, slicing through the air.
The glowing daggers, imbued with divine power, mercilessly sliced ​​through the surrounding darkness.
Trails of light etched into the air relentlessly targeted the apostle. The apostle swiftly swatted away the daggers that surged like a storm. ”
Pa-ba-ba-ba-ba-bak!”
The two men’s movements were so swift that the others couldn’t even see them with their own eyes. All that was visible was the trail of light left by Marika’s dagger.
At first, they maintained a tight balance. But as time passed, the apostle, unable to withstand the onslaught of daggers, retreated further and further.
Everyone was fighting the apostles admirably. But the one who struck the apostle most explosively was Kyle.
“Kwaaah!”
Every time Kyle’s sword flashed, a powerful shockwave erupted. At the same time, the apostle’s body, facing him, shook violently.
Kyle, who had faced death several times in the past ten years, was completely different.
His hair was tangled, his clothes were tattered and draped like a rag, and his iron sword was rough and rough.
Anyone could tell he was a mercenary who had been sleeping rough somewhere. However, the swordsmanship he displayed was thrillingly powerful.
Kyle’s sword was utterly unpredictable. It lacked any form or rules, acting like a beast driven solely by instinct.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
At first glance, it looked like a child swinging his sword recklessly. But that sword was perfectly parrying every attack the apostle made.
Kyle’s sword, moving so freely it seemed chaotic, constantly cornered the apostle.
The apostle couldn’t believe it. If ‘swordsmanship’ alone were the issue, his opponent was arguably the best on the continent.
But there was something even more difficult.
“Ah… I think I’m stronger than Yulien, but no one seems to acknowledge it. I’ll have to fight him properly once the war is over. Well, Yulien is truly my match.”
“What do you think? How did you feel facing my sword? It’s almost unbearable, isn’t it? Can you feel the difference in strength? Do you want to run?”
“At this point, even if Jiselle came, I’d probably win in swordsmanship. Don’t you think so? Oh, you don’t know who Jiselle is? If you’re curious, I’ll tell you?”
Kyle was constantly mumbling something as they fought. Honestly, if someone who didn’t know him well saw him, they’d think he’d gone mad from training.
In reality, Kyle had been obsessed with battle all this time. As a result, his personality had become erratic.
He cared nothing for anything else, focusing solely on becoming stronger. Eventually, he reached a point where he could melt the world with his sword and become one with it.
“I am the Greatest Swordsman on the Continent, the King of Swords!”
Kyle suddenly roared in the middle of the fight.
Perhaps a side effect of his training, he had become incredibly strange in areas other than his sword. There were even rumors that his intellect had been somewhat diminished by his obsession with swords.
However, no one could laugh at him, because Kyle had become incredibly powerful.
As expected, the Apostle was barely able to counterattack against Kyle’s sword, barely holding on.
Astion watched the whole situation from behind, smiling.
“Good, you’re doing well. If we keep going like this, it’s our victory.”
He didn’t know it, but in the original history, the warriors and the apostles were evenly matched.
However, thanks to Giselle, they had grown stronger quickly, and eventually gained the upper hand against the apostles.
Furthermore, Astion didn’t need to confront the apostles as in the original history. Erenes had taken charge of one of them.
In the original history, when Iraniel had died, that wouldn’t have been possible. Erenes had to lead the elves and form a pivot point in the formation.
But now Iraniel was alive. That’s why Erenes could still take on the apostles as a member of the Yulien Mercenary Corps.
Thanks to this, Astion, now free, could provide tremendous support from the rear.
He soared high into the sky and extended his staff in a single direction.
“Lightning Rod.”
Whaaaaaaah!
In an instant, light flashed from the staff’s tip, and a massive bolt of lightning magic unleashed.
It swept away the Crackers and struck the high priest of the Salvation Church.
The high priest, fighting the Allied superhuman, had half his body blown off by the intense impact. The Allied superhuman took advantage of the gap and decapitated the high priest.
Astion looked back. He saw another high priest fighting another superhuman.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
This time, flames erupted from the ground, burning the high priest’s body. The Allied superhuman easily killed the high priest.
Astion supported his allies in this way, wiping out the rifts and sniping the high priests of the Salvation Church.
“Leave the apostles to your friends.”
There was no need to interfere when your friends had the upper hand.
In fact, it was more efficient to gradually reduce the Salvation Church’s strength in this manner.
The freedom of a 9th Circle mage in war was a disaster for the enemy.
This tactic led to repeated defeats for the Salvation Church, and their strength was inevitably diminished.
[We finally had a clear opportunity for victory. We considered the possibility of our opponents escaping, but as long as we could seal the Demonic Realm, it didn’t matter. No matter how strong the adversary is, if he is left alone, he will eventually die. I had already made a plan on how to chase down the remnants and kill them immediately.]
[After dealing with most of the high priests, I supported the dragons fighting the lesser gods of the other world on the outskirts. Now that my realm had risen enough to deal a blow to them, the lesser gods of the other world fell one by one and turned to dust.]
[Despite being at the center of the demonic realm, the rate at which the rift people were being replenished gradually slowed down. The many rift people were finally almost all consumed. The speed at which they were coming out of the rifts within the demonic realm could not keep up with the speed at which they were disappearing into our hands.]
[The adversary could not open any more rifts either. This was because he had to withstand Deneb’s divine power and fight Yulien.]
[The great war that lasted a full ten years was coming to an end. My heart began to pound with excitement. But I couldn’t let my guard down until the demonic realm was safely sealed. I kept my composure.]
Kwaaaaang!
The battle between Yulien and the adversary reached its climax. No one approached the two.
In the vast space, only Yulien and Deneb were fighting the adversary.
Kwaaaaang! Kwaaaaang! Kwaaaaang!
Every time light and darkness clashed, the sky split, the clouds burned, and a storm engulfed the battlefield.
The adversary’s darkness grazed Yulien’s shoulder. In an instant, crimson blood burst from Yulien’s body.
However, even that blood turned to light thanks to Deneb’s divine power.
Yulien’s footsteps did not stop. He raised his sword again.
After several clashes, the adversary spoke.
“You have surely felt it too. The great flow of fate…”
“…”
“It’s as if this whole thing was a well-planned play. Like a fate we can’t escape no matter how hard we struggle……”
“……”
“The Giselle you spoke of is still nowhere to be seen……. The one strong enough to raise you, and possessing vast knowledge……”
“……”
“So…… is that the one who is interfering with our fate right now?”
Yulien remained silent this time as well. He couldn’t quite understand the adversary’s words.
No, he had no intention of understanding them. He only wanted one thing:
to destroy the adversary and protect Deneb.
The adversary continued, his red eyes blazing.
“But I still have no doubt that I will succeed……”
The battle was already tilted towards the Salvation Church’s defeat. No matter how strong the adversary was, that was an outcome they couldn’t change.
Even the remaining dragons were already flocking to the adversary.
Even knowing this, the adversary laughed loudly.
“Because that is our destiny!”
Kwaaaaaaaah!
At that moment, an explosion as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing occurred.
Light and darkness intertwined, engulfing the battlefield. Even the advancing dragons flinched and halted their movements.
Yulien was engulfed in this darkness. If he continued on this path, his body would be torn to pieces and vanished.
At that moment, as everything scattered and crumbled,
Deneb’s divine power enveloped Yulien once again.
Paaaaah!
Particles of light spread from Yulien’s body. He had already recovered from all his wounds, and he slashed through the darkness toward his adversary.
Yulien’s sword flashed.
The light was not mere sword light.
The grace of the divine, the breath of the spirits, the aspirations of humanity, and the will of the world were all imbued into his sword.
The blade vibrated, howling, splitting heaven and earth. At the same time, waves of light erupted like a storm.
This was not the sword wielded by a single human.
It was as if all life in the world was pouring its final strength into his hand.
Yulien stretched out his sword, imbuing it with all of this.
A trajectory of light stretched out toward the adversary, and even the darkness split before it.
The adversary showed no reaction. He simply stared at it with glowing red eyes.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
Finally, Yulien’s sword pierced the adversary’s chest.
In that moment, the battlefield fell silent, as if time itself had stopped.