I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 481

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Lightning strikes.

Because it fell from the sky toward the ground, it was called lightning. The ancient people used to describe the blue-white beam of light that cuts through the clouds as a punishment from the sky.

Punishment from heaven, heavenly punishment.

For ancient people, lightning was a symbol of divinity and a means for the sky to express its anger. A long time later, a wizard who was reading a history book containing such records muttered with a chuckle.

Punishment from the sky, natural providence falling from above, symbolic meaning, sacredness.

Well, these are words that look really good for flipping.

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Dark red thunder rose from the ground toward the sky. It has a shape like an overturned cross, and a shape like an overturned tree. The dark red thunder that puts down its branches on the ground and spreads its roots toward the sky is literally a symbol of rebellion.

It is neither blue nor white.

It does not fall from the sky towards the ground.

Black and red, lightning traveling from the ground to the sky. The name Raniel gave to this dark red lightning that soars as if mocking providence is reverse lightning. Essentially different from the spells borrowed through transactions with her stars, these are spells that use Raniel herself as a medium.

‘If it had been the way it was, part of my body would have been blown away…’

There is no need for that within this space.

This is a space just for her, created with 37 magic towers. Within this space, the towers lined up become sacrifices to pay for the revenge.

Kugu Palace, the towers collapse one after another with a sound. As the dust rose with the collapsing towers, Raniel clenched his chains a little tighter.

———————!

A roar that tears your eardrums. The noise of providence being torn apart. The sound of thunder. A reverse thunderstorm that fluctuates in dark red color. Ganicalt, swallowed by dark red lightning, can no longer be seen. The wilderness is filled with only noise that shakes the heavens and earth.

···This is the best blow that Raniel can pull off right now. The backlash bites the target regardless of whether it is the shadow swallowing the spell or the starlight. It is a spell of reversal that eats away and twists the very foundation of existence.

A spell to defy providence.

Fangs for biting off the neck of an ancient dragon.

Raniel took out the blade prepared to deal with the god above in the sky to deal with the swordsman in front of him. Raniel even handed over all of her burden, which she should have shouldered on her own, to Gani Kalt.

If you can bear it, endure it.

As he said that, Raniel gritted his teeth and twisted the chain. The output of lightning increases further. The magic towers began to collapse at a rapid pace. The lightning shook even more violently as it devoured the sacrificed magic towers.

And, it is that moment.

Cooung.

Ganicalt took a step forward, entangled in lightning. The moment he took his first step, the ground shook. Ran El opened his eyes wide and stared into the interior of his lightning. There is death there. There is a swordsman who takes a step forward without heeding the lightning that eats away at his body.

Sigh.

He grabbed the chain wrapped around his body and twisted his body using the foot he had stepped on. Raniel’s body, holding on to his chains, floated in the air. Kakakakakakang! With a sound, the chains wrapped around Ganicalt’s body began to break. While floating in the air, Raniel couldn’t believe his eyes.

Wrapped in a backlash. With a huge load on it.

Even though his body is burning and twisting, he is trying to swing the sword.

‘Nonsense…’

It’s impossible.

But she knows. The fact that the person in front of me was called a hero because he made the impossible possible. The fact that it has gained notoriety as the most feared disaster.

“···Phew!”

Raniel broke the chain wrapped around his hand and twisted his body in the air. The decision was quick, and as a result, Raniel survived.

Suddenly.

A quiet cutting sound. The place where the sword strike that passed by the location where Raniel was a moment ago was headed was the magic tower that was in charge of the counterattack. The moment the sword strike hit the magic tower, a loud noise rang out.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

A sword strike like a typhoon struck the magic tower and collapsed it. The moment the magic tower collapsed, the force of the dark red lightning noticeably weakened. Ganichalt is not one to miss that fleeting moment. Is he about to swing his sword?

The eyes of Ganicalt, who was swinging his sword, narrowed. Kalt and Raniel, who were jumping towards Ganikalt to block his sword strike, also widened their eyes for a moment.

Ganicalt’s sword shook.

The sword energy that exploded from the tip of the shaking sword could not cut down the magic tower. A sword that clawed at the ground instead of the magic tower. That means only one thing.

“······.”

Kalt and Raniel exchanged glances without saying a word.

It works.

The dark red lightning is causing significant damage to Ganicalt’s body. The movement became sluggish due to the load. Posture is not perfect. A perfect being revealed its flaws for the first time.

‘It’s an opportunity.’

The same thought passed through both of their minds. The two rushed straight towards Ganicalt. The magic towers were still collapsing at a rapid rate, and it had to be put to an end before they all collapsed.

“······.”

Looking at those running towards him, Ganicalt silently adjusted his sword. And then he let out a long breath. What is escaping through the helmet is steam. Ganicalt’s eyes were shining inside the helmet.

Pain, disintegration of the body, dripping blood.

How long has it been since I felt this pain?

Ganicalt stepped down with the lightning pounding his body. I took his stance. Carrying his men, Ghani Kalt begins to move.

Stepped foot. A sword that is level with the ground.

He slowly raised his sword. The moment they saw that action, Raniel and Kalt kicked off the ground and jumped up at the same time. Both decisions turned out to be correct. Ganicalt’s sword swung in a time that seemed to have stopped.

What the sword cuts is the axis of the world.

However, the axis does not cut the sky diagonally as usual. Because a wavering sword cannot cut through the sky. From the beginning, he aimed for the ground, not the sky.

Suddenly.

The axle of Yeokcheon fell into the cracked ground.

The space was torn apart around its axis. It was twisted. The sword strike is not calm because the tip of the sword shakes due to the load of lightning and the imbalance of the body.

Ka-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-!

The ground rose up as if it were exploding, accompanied by a loud noise. Heaven and earth were tilted along the drawn axis. Piles of dirt poured down along the sloping ground. All the magic towers collapsed and the world turned upside down.

Charrrrrrrrrrr.

In a world turned upside down, Raniel and Kalt are already running on chains. Kicking off the chains and the rising ground, they head to the center of the storm. Toward Ganicalt standing there.

Land that is slanted.

A collapsing magic tower.

The fragments of the magic tower split and scatter.

Raniel gritted his teeth as he looked at the debris flying everywhere. Even though her sense of direction is messed up, she at least knows where she is headed. Because she knows, there is no hesitation in her steps.

‘The sword of death, Ganicalt.’

As he raced, Raniel saw the center of the storm.

There is a being there, entangled in lightning and wielding a sword even as his body burns. Every time he swung his sword, the storm grew stronger. The chains broke with a loud clicking sound.

Strong, really.

It is an insanely strong being.

It can be called the final ordeal that humanity must overcome. No matter how many superhumans there are, no matter how much magic you prepare, it is not enough. In the end, you will be pushed into a situation where you have to gamble like this.

Coo goo goo goo goong!

Caught up in the sloping ground and the swirling storm of sword energy, all the magic towers collapsed. The dark red lightning that struck Ganicalt’s body gradually faded away along with the collapsing magic tower. However, the scars left by lightning cannot be erased.

Blood is flowing from Ganicalt’s body.

Black sediment is flowing down his right arm.

That body, which has become even more imperfect, is the evidence, and the sword energy that swirls like a typhoon rather than the quiet cutting sound is the basis. Raniel raced to take advantage of the gap that had been revealed.

Thump, thump, thump.

She jumped, stepping on the swaying chains, the rising ground, and the fragments of the magic tower flying in all directions. Avoiding the surging sword energy by twisting her body, she clapped her hands in the air.

Flashing.

The fragments of the collapsed magic towers glowed all at once. All remaining spells were released, and the wilderness turned pure white. Numerous top-level spells rush towards Ganikalt, but they are scattered helplessly before the sword he wields.

Throwing in.

Raniel burst through the scattered spells. Scattered spells are gathering in her hands. As she went towards her, Kalt swung her sword. He swings and swings.

Raniel’s skin was torn by the swirling storm-like blade. Even if you block it with a chain, twist it, or block it, you will only avoid fatal injuries. Raniel, covered in blood, snapped his fingers.

Charrrrrrrrrrr!

Soaring chains wrapped around the scattered debris, rocks, and the slanted ground. Fixed everything in place. Thus, what is created is a road. A path for Raniel to run on.

Acceleration, and Acceleration.

In an instant, Raniel’s new form disappeared. Only crackling, thumping noises rang out from the scaffolding that was chained and fixed in the air.

And then, wow.

She slid and landed behind Ganicalt and pulled on the chain that was hanging down. Her platinum-colored chains flashed white.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

A cluster of platinum-colored stars rising with a roar.

Ganicalt’s sword cuts through the star cluster and falls towards Raniel. Ran El gritted her teeth and thrust her fist towards her falling sword. The remnants of her spell that she held in her hands have already turned dark red.

Backlash.

All the fragments of the collapsed tower evaporated.

As if that wasn’t enough, the dark red lightning ate away at Raniel’s skin. All the skin on my injured arm was peeled off. The lightning bolt struck Raniel’s shoulder.

While frowning, Raniel thrusts his fist.

Kaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The sword wielded by Ganicalt and Raniel’s fist made contact. Dark red lightning and sword energy trembled, trying to bite each other. The space where the sword and fist collided was distorted. However, it is Raniel who is being pushed back little by little.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound of bones breaking. Raniel’s body slowly tilted. He was pushed back. When Kalt, who went with the demon beast’s right arm, grabbed his blade and began to strike, Raniel’s knees bent and he was buried in the ground. This is the moment when your posture is about to completely collapse.

Throwing in.

Kalt appeared through the dust and landed on Ganicalt’s shoulder. What Kalt was seeing with his own eyes was distortion caused by physical imbalance. This is a loophole revealed by this perfect inspection.

‘It’s here.’

Kalt stabbed the sword he was holding back into Ganikalt’s right shoulder. The junction between the demonic beast and the human body. The moment the sword was stuck there, Ganicalt’s body briefly convulsed.

“I’ll give it back.”

Kalt twisted the hilt as he pushed the sword deeper. What we are presenting here now is Wolyoung. However, it is different from the technique shown a little while ago.

Recalling the 6th type that Ganikalt showed off himself, Kalt sharpened his sword skills a little more precisely. The sword energy of the moonlight overflowing on the sword split into several afterimages, and for an instant, they converged into a single image.

And then, the attack.

The throbbing sword energy scratched Ganikalt’s shoulder. Ganicalt’s posture collapsed for a moment, and the trajectory of the sword that was holding down Raniel was twisted. The twisted sword struck not at Raniel, but at her side.

A gap was created. There is nothing stopping Raniel anymore. Raniel gritted his teeth and took a step forward. He took a step and pumped his fist.

Ashes to Ashes.

Ashes do not rise.

The remnants of countless high-level spells, the mana left over from collapsing magic towers, and the mana of the lightning, he uses them all as his food.

Kwarung.

The lightning from the reverse sky that swallowed everything crashed into Ganicalt’s body. Ganicalt swung his sword at the lightning stuck in his body, cutting off half of it, and at the same time, a flash of light erupted. Immediately afterwards, a backlash exploded with a loud noise that seemed to tear the eardrums.

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With a roar that shook the heavens and earth, a lightning bolt exploded. Both Raniel and Kalt rolled on the floor, pushed by the aftermath of the explosion created by the backlash. The two people rolled on the floor awkwardly, coughing and coughing up blood.

Kalt, who had not let go of his sword until the last moment, inadvertently looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand and let out a laugh.

This was because the blade, which was called Bulgoe (不壞), snapped and broke. It was fortunate that the sword broke and flew backwards. Otherwise, it would not have been the sword that would have been shattered, but the arm holding the sword.

“Cluck, cough.”

Kalt barely stood up, coughing up blood. Kalt narrowed his eyes and looked at his senior, who was slowly standing up across from him.

Both were in complete disrepair.

Because he jumped into the storm of sword energy, his mangled body was covered in blood, and there was no sound part of his body. Kalt smiled bitterly and looked away. A huge pile of dust lies between herself and her predecessor.

The dust caused by the explosion was slowly clearing.

What appears there is the sword of death, Ganicalt. Kalt gritted his teeth as he looked at Calamity, who was still standing with both feet on the ground. You pushed it this far and there was no damage?

‘···No, no.’

Kalt narrowed his eyes.

Black blood was dripping from the body of Ganicalt, who emerged from the dust. The demon beast’s right arm was twisted in an unsightly way… and several of his ribs fell to the ground with a crash.

This is significant damage.

Death is bleeding.

Kalt fixed the broken sword and held it.

Raniel gritted his teeth and raised his mana. This is the moment when the two people catch their breath and rush towards Ganicalt again. At that moment, Ganicalt moved.

Patter.

Every time he moved, dark red blood dripped. It fell, but he raised his left hand holding his sword as if he didn’t care. Toward my helmet.

And then, wow.

Ganicalt clenched the hilt of his sword.

Clenching the hilt of the sword, he slowly moved his free left hand towards his right arm. Right arm twisted. A body that was not originally his, but belonged to his rival. He grabbed the arm of the King of Demon Beasts and the vertebrae of the demon beasts entangled in his arm with his left hand.

Kwasik.

And then.

Drum, crack, crack!

Ganicalt ripped off my right arm.

As if the twisted arm was in the way. As if there was no need, I tore off half of my body. Black slurry splashed in all directions. The ground was stained black with black blood splattered on it.

He threw away his torn off right arm.

Just like a swordsman throwing away his sheath.

His right shoulder, with the vertebrae that had been torn off along with his arm, hung limply, he grabbed his sword with his left hand. He pulled the sword he was holding behind his back. The posture taken like that is the posture to unfold the sword of reverse heaven that was seen just before.

However, it is different.

Something is fundamentally different.

The moment he came face to face with the Ganicalt that tore off his right arm, Raniel’s senses rang an alarm. Her eyes wavered. She doesn’t know much about her sword, and she doesn’t know about the correctness of her posture…

Even if it was her, I could feel it.

Can’t stop it. Even if all 37 magic towers are intact, they cannot stop the blow that is unfolding now.

By ripping off my right arm, my posture, which should have become more unstable, paradoxically became perfect. By tearing off the part of the magical beast, the swordsman in front of me was completed. The flaws and gaps that were visible just a moment ago were no longer visible.

I’ve seen that posture somewhere before.

Is there a sword in such perfect form somewhere…

It didn’t take long to remember.

“···ah.”

This is the view seen from the Northern Tower.

This is the appearance of a warrior who endured the devil.

Suddenly.

The moment Raniel realized that fact, a quiet cutting sound echoed in the wilderness.

Barta sheathed his sword.

At the end of his gaze, there was a completely devastated Lark. A young man covered in blood hangs his arms limply. He’s standing with both feet on the ground, but he’s just standing.

“It’s your loss.”

Barta pointed to Rak’s hand.

Lark pointed to the sword in his hand.

“The sword is the pride of a swordsman.”

What is in Lark’s hand is the first holy sword.

“Your broken sword is your defeat.”

The blade of the holy sword was shattered. Lark’s body, holding the broken sword, slowly tilted.

fantasy,