Elf Slave Knight 407

Chapter 407 – 407. The Fate of the Race (3)

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The way Bartholomew Bowen won was very simple.

Until the end of his lifespan.
Until I fall into my pool and use up all my lifespan.

It was a situation where all they had to do was avoid close combat and drag on the fight, leading to a war of attrition so that Yushin would use up his life span.

“Show me all your strength and skills!!”

But the butcher, imbued with fighting spirit, didn’t cheat.

Drunk in the heat of battle,
He swung his thorny sword while radiating the heat of battle that could not be quenched even by a violent blizzard.

Even though there were ways to win comfortably, Bar Solomu engaged in close combat with both of her eyes flashing.

Haha!!”
The sharp-looking man laughed out loud.

The joy that filled her heart.
Faced with her piercing blue lightning, Bar Solomu felt as if her body, which had already decayed hundreds of years ago, had been revived.

Her exhilaration as she conquered all the seas of the world with her men struck her whole body.

“Let’s raise the mood!”

Bar Solo Mu, who had been fighting her life and death while fighting her restoration, raised one hand to her.

That moment,
The magic cannons waiting above the sky started firing all at once, making the surroundings a mess.

───── !!!

A loud roar filled the air.

Of course, it trampled the ground,
He mercilessly shot down the dragons that were fighting by flapping their wings.

To the butcher, who was intoxicated by the heat of the battle, it was not important to be friends. It just focused on carnage and destruction.

Many dragons fell to the ground due to the sudden large-scale bombardment. The sight of the dragons falling with both wings bent seemed to predict the downfall of the race.

– Damn you! How dare you violate even our Black Dragon clan… !!

The black dragon, her entire body covered in horrible scars, gnashed her teeth and glared at Bar Solo Mew.

A monster mad with fighting,
Many dragons were sacrificed because of that monster’s attack.

If the bombardment was limited to the dragons following the Dragon Lord, they would have welcomed it with open arms, but the black dragon and the dragon clans that followed him suffered more damage from the bombardment dropped by Bartholomew.

Upon seeing the black dragon screaming with its entire body torn to pieces, Tynan vomited his hatred toward Bartholomew.

“The more colorful a fight is, the more fun it is!”

Shouted Bar Solo Mew, who had turned her head to watch the fall of the dragons, extending her arms wide.

A war-mad, maddened by war.
He was engrossed in the fight, forgetting even his purpose.

Every time he spewed out hot joy, the bombardment fell and drove the dragons to their death.

“Then, shall we close the curtain soon? That dragon lady might run away, so we have to make a decision quickly.”
For the first time Yushin agreed with Bartholomew.

Let’s end this fight.
Yushin also agreed with Bartholomew’s words.

Yushin, who raised the blue lightning to its maximum output, completed the sword technique while enduring the pain of burning his arms with superhuman endurance.

Thunder Eight Ceremonies.
The perfection of the tuning was improved so that the sword skill inherited from the swordsman Reinhilder was as close to the original as possible.

‘Half life left. We need to make a decision as soon as possible. If I can’t use the dragon lord’s thunderbolt, I’ll be the first to fall.’

The only weapon of conversion that can be relied on is the dragon lord’s thunderbolt manifested from the thunderbolt sword Karus.

The magic core of the explosion.
The magic core of tyranny.

There might be a method of relying on the authority contained in the two magic cores stored in the bosom, but unlike the heat wave magic core, which was extremely active, the explosion and oppression continued to be silent no matter what method was used, so that method had to be abandoned.

“Kheup!”

Yushin, who had regenerated his arms that seemed like they would soon turn into ashes, kicked the ground and charged Bartholomew.

Burn the body,
Complete the thunderbolt.

As if standing on a single rope hanging from a thousand-way cliff, he maintained a precarious balance and swung the dragon lord’s thunderbolt.

“I won’t be hit by the same attack. I’ve got countermeasures in place.”

As soon as Bar Solo Mu’s words fell, chunks of metal fell from the air like meteorites.

It’s a Royal Fortune trap.
The brutal weapons that had been dropped on the daughter of the Dragon Lord were mobilized.

Yushin swallowed his saliva and exhaled a fierce sense of intimidation while trying to avoid the falling anchors, but was unable to back down due to Bartholomew charging at him while wielding a thorn sword.

“It seems that the curse contained in the harpoon was somehow avoided with the power of that proud armor… The Zodiac will be different.”

Since she was constantly seen wielding a harpoon, you might think that her main weapon was a harpoon.

A distorted sword of thorns created when all 2,000 cursed harpoons were mixed together.

During his lifetime, Bartholomew made hundreds of thousands of innocent victims with the Weda Zodiac.

“I like a little bit of the body, which is nothing more than an imitation that has been imitated. Thanks to kicking off her old coffin, she can kill people she’s never met before.”

True to the nickname of the butcher,
Bartholomew revealed his indiscriminate intent to kill.

Kill, steal, and trample

It was a horse that only had that in my head.

Seeing Bar Solo Mew’s terrible madness and intent to kill, Yushin realized that the monster in front of her was an existence that should never be left alive, even for the sake of this world.

“Suck!”

Yushin moved while kicking the ground again.

Bartholomew chased after him.

Yushin, who continued the chase while crossing the white snowfield, hid behind a huge lump of iron.

“Die, bugger.”

Thunder Eight Ceremonies, High-Speed ​​Sword
Thunderstorm

Turning the hilt in his hand, Yushin, who had returned the sword to the scabbard, pulled out the blade in an instant.

With a cool metallic sound,
Geomgang, accompanied by a blue lightning bolt, aimed at Bartholomew with an explosive sword move.

The dragon lord’s thunderbolt-clad footsword flew in, slicing the metal block in front of him at once.

Bar Solomu opened her eyes wide and reacted in amazement to the second-velocity foot sword that was applied from a blind spot.

“Did you deliberately hide behind Royal Fortune!”

The Butcher hurriedly raised the thorns.

However, it was impossible to completely prevent it.

The speed of the sword, which rivaled that of lightning, never missed Bartholomew.

Kagaga each——!!

After pushing the thorn sword down,

A sharp slash was directed upward.

“───!!”

Soon after, the Blue Lightning’s slash decapitated Bartholomew.

After cutting her throat at once,
The lightning’s furious energy turned her head to ashes.

Losing her head in an instant, her body fell into lethargy, powerless, like a marionette whose strings had been cut.

“Whoa… Whoa… !!”
Seeing the specter with his head blown off, Yushin let out a quick breath and wiped away the cold sweat.

No,
Tried to wipe

Yushin, who fired his maximum power all at once, lost both his arms. Of course, it would regenerate again with the power of the dragon armor.

Believing in the dragon armor’s super-regenerative ability, the sword he wielded was able to exert enough sword speed to blow off the head of a strong man who reached the level of Eight Amber, and swung his sword while hiding in his blind spot to subdue Bartholomew.

“Kuk!!”

As she exhaled again, trying to release the tension that had built up in her body,

A black weapon flew.

Bartholomew Bowen’s main armament,
Like a living creature, Wida Zodiac flew in with its own self.

‘Damn it, is it a bioweapon like this dragon armor… !’

Two eyes stained with astonishment.

With her thunderbolt-laden steps, she hastily dodged.

After avoiding Wida Zodiac’s blow,
As it was, I tried to wait for the living weapon to run out of power while widening the distance.

“To be outraged… !”

Thanks to intuiting her crisis in advance and trying to evade, Yushin managed to root out Wida Zodiac’s blow.

Weeda Zodiac that only cuts through the air.
Yushin was deeply relieved to see Bartholomew Bowen’s last desperate efforts had gone into nothing.

But then,
The sword of thorns that pierced the air began to ‘expand’.

Just as a single harpoon quickly divided into a colony of as many as 2,000, the sword of thorns rapidly expanded and spewed out sharp spikes in all directions.

“Big!”

It was impossible to avoid all the harpoons that were fired in all directions like a dense spider web.

The thorny sword, which expanded into a grotesque shape like a sculpture with a dizzying structure, finally fatally wounded Yushin.

The sharp tip pierced the abdomen.
The thorns that pierced the target began to swell again.

“Cheuk!!”

The spines ejected at the end of the swelling were newly divided into finely-sized spines.

Expansion after expansion,
The thorns that penetrated Yushin’s abdomen were transformed into dozens of fine thorns and began tearing through the intestines in his stomach.

“Fuck… ! Bartholomew Bowen… Damn you bastard… !!”

The thorns that pierced his stomach were persistent.
And it was very boring.

Repeatedly repeating expansion, it tore the intestines and ripped open the stomach.

Where is that?
The speed at which the spikes expanded was much faster than the dragon armor’s super regenerative ability.

If the struggle continued like this, it was certain that all remaining life would be exhausted.

‘Damn it, it’s already firmly fixed!’

Yushin tried to pull out the thorns that were digging through his abdomen with his two arms, which he had struggled to regenerate.

However, the thorn, which continued to expand, was already divided into hundreds of branches and was fixed. I tried my best to pull out the thorn, but all attempts failed.

-You looked at me so funny, Demon King Slayer.

Yushin let out pain at the sound of a steely voice in his brain, but he opened his eyes wide and looked ahead.

She started moving.

What not to move
It moved slowly, albeit with imprecise movements.

It was the body of Bartholomew Bowen, who had been decapitated by a slash of lightning.

As if she had hidden authority, Bar Solo Mu raised her body as a headless ghost.

Unbelievable even after seeing it with his own two eyes, Yushin stopped trying to pluck out the thorns that were piercing his body and stared at them.

“Damn it, you piece of trash!”

Resurrection and death,

I got caught up in a loop that would never come off.

Every time the body was restored through super-regeneration, the thorns penetrating the abdomen repeated expansion and brought constant death.

When will this loop end.

The answer was simple.
The loop will end when the lifespan required to activate the power of the dragon armor is exhausted.

Of course, in that case
The Restoration Gilead was to fall prey to the Weida Zodiac without being resurrected.

Kwap! Kwap! Kwap! Kwap!
Kwap! Kwap! Kwap! Kwap!

Resurrection and death repeat,
When the dragon armor is overloaded.

Despite Yushin’s anxious call, the power that had only been consistent with silence was manifested every time.

Two jewels,
The magic core of tyranny and explosion began to glow.