Chapter 835
Episode 209. The Seventh Tomb of Temar – Keitam’s Painting (8)
The first thing Jin and the others saw was the shape of the mountain range turning into dough.
The ridges stretching out in all directions from the center of the storm were crumbling.
It was a phenomenon that occurred when the shadow of the mountain range moved as the fake intended.
Either the destructive power is great, or the technology is amazing.
It wasn’t that kind of area.
The ‘spirit liberation’ used by the fake was literally a divine power.
It is because he controls the shadow at will and has a fatal influence on the target.
“Kuuk, uh uh!”
“Ph, Sir Frey… … !”
“Aagh!”
The knights of the Tempest Castle struggled and screamed.
Frey was resisting the power of the fake, but most of the other knights felt terrible pain from being consumed by his shadow.
Woojik, big jajajak-!
The shadows that arose like wildfire were devouring the knights.
In an instant, a river of blood and aura flowed through the castle, and Frey looked at them with trembling eyes.
‘How the hell… should help How can I save the knights… … !’
Frey, too, felt his head ringing and his intestines twisting.
Even she could only resist temporarily, and in the end, if the fake continued to use her authority like this, she would meet the same end as the knights.
“stop… This son of a bitch… … !”
Frey reached for the throwing spear with his ankle-deep aura.
However, the moment he grabbed the spear, his little finger, which had been dyed black from the aura, bent backwards and touched the back of his hand.
Despite the pain of her finger being pulled out, she threw the spear without hesitation.
The spear hit the fake one more fiercely than before, but it couldn’t reach it.
The spear stopped about five steps ahead of the fake and disappeared into a whirlwind of aura.
“As expected, the reaction is coming right away. I think he died around 500. How are you, fakes? Do you see how ridiculous you look in my eyes?”
Reiki liberation, black chain.
Murakan’s aura release rips through the fake veil and shoots out a black chain.
However, it dispersed like smoke, then reappeared in the air, transformed into its true form, and spread its wings toward the Storm Castle.
The distance went too fast.
The party immediately followed, but the fake breath swept the storm castle first.
[Pray!]
Murakan screamed involuntarily.
“I am fine!”
Fortunately, Frey was using a halberd to sever the fake breath and unleash a magic sword trick.
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Hamalen’s Wrath – Frey Runkandel
As if full ice had been opened, a bone-piercing chill suddenly descended across the battlefield.
In an instant, the dummy’s torso froze, and Frey leaped and swung her halberd at the thing’s heart.
With the sound of ice breaking, a huge scar was left on the fake chest.
Jin’s group didn’t miss the chance and aimed once more at the bastard’s rear.
Fuuk… … !
Jin and the teenage knights’ swords and spears pierced the fake back and chest at the same time.
All three of them felt the chin and his heart caught on the tip of the knife.
At that time, Jin was unfolding the Eternity.
The definite moment that can pierce the heart came faster than expected.
Jin’s Eternity, Frey’s Secret Sword, and Dranax and Violo’s Decisive Battle.
All of them were hitting the fake heart at the same time.
[Ahhhhh… … !]
For the first time, the fake one completely lost his posture and let out a scream.
The party did not miss the gap and stabbed the heart one more time, and Murakan also put a black chain through the open wound.
Murakan focused his aura on the black chain with the intention of ripping out his heart.
The black chain tightly held the heart, but could not pull it out and broke first.
Jin and the teenage knights also fell to the ground, pushed by the aura it emitted.
Aura was gathering in her fake wide chest.
Frey gasped and looked up at the tightly closed chest.
[They said that none of you could kill me. Fake Contractor, it looks like you used the conversion blow, but it’s a pity. That much can’t pierce this Murakan’s heart.]
“Put out the fire in your chest and talk about such bullshit.”
[Ah, this fire… It’s awkward. It doesn’t seem to go off until I kill you, right? Then even if you want to save it, you can’t.]
Jin didn’t answer and changed his sword to Bradamante and opened fire.
It seemed that the king’s reign sword would also restrict the movements of the teenage knights.
It wouldn’t be known if it only unfolded, but if it continues more than before, the teenage knights will surely be hit.
‘If it was outside, it would have been better to buy time with the king’s sword and plan for the future, but this is a world where only Mittel exists. The ancestors have nowhere to retreat.’
Just as the teenage knights sincerely accepted Jin and Murakan as their colleagues.
Jin and Murakan no longer thought of them as just paintings.
As Katam said, the picture is the reality in the picture, and they were the real ancestors of Jin even outside.
‘That sword, Sara’s… … !?’
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‘It’s Sarah’s fire!’
The teenage knights were shocked to see the fire, but did not ask about it.
Also, the fake was amplifying the aura.
Perhaps because of the nature of the subspace called painting, Tess was not summoned.
‘It’s a pity that Tess wasn’t summoned. That man’s fire could have hurt that fake guy’s heart more than me or the kid.’
So far, not a single attack that could be called an effective hit has been successful.
Even so, Jin, Murakan, and the teenage knights continued to rush at him with their fighting spirit not broken in the slightest.
Even the knights who survived the fake’s first aura liberation packed up a checkup with determined faces.
Even if the fake killed them with a single breath, the knights seemed to be able to stand firm even with their souls.
Flame wrapped around the fake and lowered its altitude again.
The fake waved its wings, conscious of the eternal flower properties of flames.
However, it was not possible to block the fake from getting closer to the storm.
Its huge shadow gradually cast a dark shadow over the walls of the Storm Castle.
The knights who touched the shadows were swallowed up in the darkness with their whole bodies stiffened, and the sword quickly lost its light.
[Today, I decided to destroy the storm castle and recover Barisada. It means the future has already been decided. No matter how much you struggle.]
[It’s funny how you talk like a third-rate villain, afraid that someone will say it’s not the guy who was meanly watching Temar for fear of returning.]
Now, the party and the fake were engaged in a melee in the sky above the storm castle.
Once, with the help of knights, Murakan drove the fake into the castle, and each time part of the building collapsed and huge pieces of debris splattered.
Even in the midst of that, the mountains tinged with fake spirits were swaying.
Jin and the teenage knights suppressed his hold on space by pushing back the aura pouring down like a tidal wave from the mountain range.
The flames were still burning, melting the fake Murakan’s scales.
Occasionally organs, including the heart, were exposed.
Other organs were repeatedly destroyed and then restored, but as for the heart, no matter how many times it was stabbed, there was not even the slightest scratch.
He didn’t even scream, as if he’d gotten used to the pain.
The teenage knights were breathing hard.
It wasn’t that the sword’s power had declined, but time was clearly on the fake side.
Rather, his aura was exploding more and more ferociously.
‘I can ring… … .’
Jin as before.
Just like the time when I was trying to make up my mind when I met a tough enemy, I was memorizing a spell.
He said that he could cut his heart, and that there was nothing in the world that he could not cut.
Unlike in those days, now it’s much closer to the truth than lies.
‘Even that is a fake, a lie that has already been seen through.’
Bradamante was imbued with aura.
When the darkness that filled the blade was the deepest, the fake turned around and glared at Jin.
For a moment, he fell into the illusion that ‘Themar has returned’.
Fake saw Temar’s appearance in Jin.
[I don’t like it more and more… … .]
It was the same with the teenage knights.
They too felt a theme from Jin.
I was looking at those deep, hard eyes that appeared from somewhere and stared at the enemy whenever the situation was unfavorable or hopeless.
“Did you say the future has already been decided, fake?”
Jin narrowed the distance with him by cutting off the aura that stretched from the mountain range and the fake breath.
Murakan and the teenage knights were blocking him from flying.
For the first time, the fake was shown desperately defending itself.
He tried to cover Jin’s vision by dyeing the whole area dark with his aura, and exploded his energy like crazy to get rid of Murakan and the teenage knights.
Frey and Violo bounced off, but Murakan and Dranax didn’t let go of him and slammed their huge swords and teeth into their wings.
The fake one swung his front paw at Jin, who rushed in front of him, risking his fixed wings being ripped.
Jin narrowly avoided his paws.
Although her cheeks and shoulders were torn by the wind pressure, she was able to dig into her bosom and wield Bradamante.
Spirit Sword Type 1, Soul Slash.
The blackened blade pierced the dummy’s forepaw and cut its chest.
The guy opened his mouth as if he was choking, and Jin, on the other hand, swung his sword and aimed once more for his heart.
The feeling of something being caught on the sword and then being dislocated and being released was clearly conveyed.
I couldn’t do both ends, but the soul cut was definitely giving a different blow to the guy’s heart than before.
It flipped its pupils and vomited aura, but it was not immediately restored, but scattered into particles and disappeared.
And Jin, Murakan, and the teenage knights didn’t lose sight of the fact that the fake had spilled something while hurriedly widening the distance.
sigh… … .
A piece of heart the size of a walnut fell to the floor.
As Jin trampled on it, the pieces that had lost their strength crumbled.
The fake one groped my heart with its front paws as if it couldn’t be trusted.
Jin glared at the fake and tightened his grip on the sword.
“The future you said is wrong.”
Soon, Jin unfolded the spiritual sword again and took a stance.
The teenage knights sat next to him, and Murakan above them.
