Chapter 456 – Friend or Enemy (10)
Brain Washer.
The way to deal with him was simple.
First, let’s hit Seoyeon.
“Haaah… !”
Seo-yeon’s movements and sword skills, which were short and powerful, were more agile than ever.
It looks like he gained some kind of insight in that short period of time.
Skakakak!
Every time the light reflected from the sword fades, countless traces are engraved in the air.
There is no hesitation in movement.
Because of this, gaps are sometimes revealed through excessive movements that go beyond one’s capabilities.
Every time that happens, Brain Washer sharply digs into her gaps.
A crisis that comes in an instant.
But it’s okay.
“Where.”
Because I exist.
「Lightning Spear.」
The spear of lightning that was created in an instant flies out and fills the momentary gap revealed to Seo-yeon.
“Thank you… !”
A quiet greeting given without even looking back.
The reason why such a violent attack is possible is none other than trust.
It’s about believing in me.
A belief that is close to certainty that I will close the gaps that sometimes appear to me.
That makes Seoyeon’s movements more bold and fierce.
“Tch…, You look like a rat… !”
A gray film surrounds Brain Washer as the sword strikes rain down.
The boundary of negativity shown when first stopping Meteor.
All attacks in front of him should have caused him to lose his will and disappear, but Seoyeon’s attack was not like that.
Pakang!
“No… !?”
Gray border.
The tip of Seo-yeon’s sword penetrates the boundary that declares it to be her own territory.
Although it was only an inch, the effect was sufficient.
“My power…”
As the territory that was not allowed to anyone is invaded, a gap opens up in his spirit.
The tension that if you make a mistake, the black-edged sword may cut you in two.
“It seems that our sister has very dangerous abilities.”
“…”
Son Seo-yeon raises her sword without any response.
The sword he was holding was filled with a cold blue energy.
The color of blue contrasts sharply with the usual magical power.
The power of temperance.
The power to limit and suppress oneself is pushing out sloth.
Kaang!
Wow-!
Push, push, push.
They constantly fight against each other, overcoming the sharp gap in power through compatibility.
Coarse drops of sweat falling from Seoyeon’s forehead.
“Haha, haha… !”
It looks like his physical strength is almost at its limit because he moved with all his might from the beginning.
Myeong-ho Yoon also started breathing heavily because he moved quite roughly.
But the situation is much better than Seoyeon.
“Well, that’s it.”
It doesn’t seem easy to fight anymore.
But it’s okay.
Thanks to Seoyeon’s fight so far, I’ve gained a lot of information.
“… “I’m finally getting the hang of it.”
I understand roughly.
What power does sloth have, and where does it show its strengths?
In a broad sense, sloth is the power of denial.
The reason the boundary drawn like that renders the opponent’s attack ineffective is because it even denies its power.
To be precise, it is denying the consequences of being hurt by the attack.
At first glance, you may think that this is truly a fraudulent ability.
“Well, that’s right.”
That’s the correct answer.
That must be a fraudulent ability.
“… “Only for defense.”
The area where the power of sloth exerts its greatest power is mental interference and defense.
Deny and erase the other person’s thoughts and ideas, and replace the empty space with your own thoughts.
That is the essence of the ability we have known as brainwashing.
“That’s why we created a pseudo-denominational like Gwangmyeong Church.”
It is for that reason that a pseudo-sect was established.
I established a doctrine, however clumsy, and planted that doctrine in my head.
A fanatic who is absorbed in doctrines that are only for himself.
Is there any other knife better than this to wield to my liking?
“Ha, ha… !”
The physical limit was reached early.
However, Seoyeon is still aiming her sword.
“This arrogant bitch is really… !”
The mask of the guy who was absorbed in playing the role of a benevolent religious leader was cracked.
It was because the battle was not over.
Even though her movements are noticeably slower than at first, Seoyeon is able to dodge the guy’s attacks very well.
“It’s so ironic.”
I smiled at that sight without realizing it.
On the contrary, as my stamina was exhausted and my strength diminished, my swordsmanship became more stable.
At the same time, he is filling in the gaps created by insufficient movement with magic that was somewhat neglected.
Every time the magic touches the boundary, it creates a loud sound.
Pow!
Kwasik!
The power of restraint appears to apply to both sword and magic.
One step, one step.
I don’t know what prompted him, but he recklessly encouraged me to walk on his heavy legs.
Those unreasonable steps lead towards a tight wall.
“It might be really soon.”
It seems like it won’t be long.
The number of S-class hunters belonging to the Twilight Guild increased from two to three.
Sensing something unusual, Myeong-ho Yoon finally took the last resort.
“What are you doing? “Don’t attack this woman right now!”
A puppet that never moves unless ordered, and is willing to die the moment an order is given.
They begin to move according to the command.
“Protect the leader!”
“Punish that devil who pointed his sword at the religious leader!”
“The light protects us!”
“…”
Light doesn’t protect you.
They are puppets.
A doll that is programmed to not make any movement unless the leader’s command is given, and to follow whatever the leader orders.
They began to rush toward Seoyeon following the orders of the religious leader.
In response, he quickly launches his body and flies into the air with Seoyeon in his arms.
Then the ally who was watching this direction also moves again.
“Charge!”
The Paladins, barely able to come to their senses, charge in with their steel combat boots making a roaring sound.
At the center was Angela.
An apostle of patience with a brown protective shield visible over a 50m radius.
“Never go out of bounds!”
It seems that that area is blocking the power of sloth.
While Seoyeon and I are holding him down, the Paladins who have recovered their stamina push the enemies roughly.
“Blessing of the Holy Light!”
As his followers seem to be losing ground little by little, Brain Washer grits his teeth and gathers strength.
“Blessing of sloth!”
Gray magic embraces the bodies of hundreds of fanatic hunters.
The ability was obvious.
“The attack doesn’t work!”
The Paladins’ fierce attacks lose strength and scatter in front of the gray shield.
A counterattack by the fanatics who obtained a strong shield.
However, that shield was not invincible either.
“The attack doesn’t work?”
Angela’s mace falls onto the fanatic’s shoulder as she laughs viciously.
Crack!
“Kaaaaak!”
A fierce scream follows.
With one attack, she roars, erasing the gray shield surrounding her body without a trace.
“If the attack doesn’t work, just hit harder until it works!”
A truly simple and ignorant method.
But it is that clear.
“Don’t back down, fight!”
Even the Paladins who saw this example in person continue to attack ignorantly.
Gray protective shields losing their strength and disappearing one by one.
The fanatics who lost their reliable shields fall from their wounds one by one.
“Wow!”
“Ugh… !”
A fairly deep wound.
But it didn’t take his life.
They are puppets who only follow Brain Washer’s orders.
If the situation is urgent, there is nothing we can do, but they are not creatures that must be killed.
“This person…, Such useless bastards!”
In a chaotic battle situation, the mask of Brainwasher Myung-ho Yoon was finally broken.
Just a little while ago, they said ‘brother’ and ‘brother’, but now that they are in a hurry, they say ‘guys’.
Fanatics fall, bragging brainwashing doesn’t work, they even have their own natural enemies.
While he is frustrated in many ways, the worst comes to him.
“Gwangmyeong religious leader, brainwasher.”
Angela Lopez.
The Apostle of Patience, who ruthlessly swept the battlefield, finally arrived in front of him and spoke while aiming his mace dripping with the blood of his followers.
“Remove the brainwashing of the believers and surrender. Then I will spare your life.”
An ultimatum from an apex predator with overlapping territories.
In front of him, Myungho Yoon frowned.
“Damn…, I finally understand. Who are you guys?”
He continues speaking with an apologetic look on his face.
“7 major arrangements…, Those damn squires.”
“I guess you knew about us?”
“I know. You know that you are my biggest obstacle.”
When the guy spoke as if chewing with gritted teeth, Angela responded with a very relaxed expression.
“I found out too late. You’ve already stumbled and fallen, right? So just give up.”
Another invitation to surrender.
Because of her personality, you’ll want to swing your mace and smash her head.
However, this was a pre-planned move.
After losing the will to fight due to the overwhelming difference in power, receiving surrender.
This plan was drawn solely because of brainwashing.
Even if he dies, there is no guarantee that the brainwashing will go away naturally.
Sometimes, some traits still have an effect even after the user dies.
So, as a trick to help them solve it on their own, they are urging them to surrender under the pretext of their lives.
Guardians, whose name is to protect humanity and the world, can’t take the lives of hundreds of innocent people.
At this suggestion, the guy smiled grimly and shook his head.
Hehe…, That can’t be possible.”
Did they say that even a mouse bites a cat if it is cornered?
The man’s magical power, which was spread everywhere, gathers in an instant.
Unusual concentration.
He feels a sense of crisis and hurriedly shouts.
“Angela! Just grind it!”
“… !”
As soon as she speaks, she swings her mace.
Truly dazzling reaction speed.
Just before the mace cut through the air in a large arc and shattered his bones.
“Stop.”
Angela’s movements suddenly stop at the sound of the guy who had barely opened his mouth just before that.
“… ?!”
“Ah… ?”
The moment when an ominous feeling passes through your mind.
Myeongho Yoon’s bony hand stopped swinging her mace and tapped her on the shoulder.
“I think you’re swinging your mace in the wrong direction, brother.”
Then she put away her mace and bowed her head respectfully.
“… “I’m sorry, leader.”
“…”
“…”
Infinitely refined speaking style.
The wildness that had been running wild in my voice just a moment ago suddenly disappeared.
She straightens her back and turns her body.
Instead of a burning gaze, a quietly undulating gaze is directed in this direction.
“I will punish you who rebelled against the religious leader.”
“Uh, um.”
Our team’s most reliable shield was handed over to the opponent.
