Chapter 124 – Growth…(4)
Cheonsol is a vampir who rose to the position of leader of a ruthless martial arts cult. Unlike other cult leader candidates, she was born into a humble background and had many experiences where the vampir she was friendly with today would stab her in the back tomorrow.
So she understood her level no matter who she met. Because it was an instinct she was accustomed to, she had nothing to do with Cheonsol’s intentions.
Of course, the more times she checked, the more accurately she understood her opponent’s state. Cheonsol confirmed that she was an elf friend who served the same father.
‘Ebrande is on the same level as her original wife.’
This does not mean that they are the same two levels. A minion who has honed special skills such as martial arts or magic before becoming a minion is stronger than a minion who has not.
There were occasional exceptions like John, but that was usually the case. When she reached level 2 and showed her full power, Cheonsol was proud of her own skills, but she was not confident that she would be able to defeat Ebrande.
What is certain is that if you do not close the distance the moment your opponent takes out his bow, you will lose. It was such a simple principle that even a child, not just a martial artist, could understand it.
‘Cheonsolbo.’
Cheonsol used the walking method he created himself. There are two ways to use her Cheonsolbo. Strengthening leg strength and ankles through internal energy to enable movements that are normally impossible.
Using the Vampir’s racial characteristics to accelerate blood flow and increase speed.
Cheonsol’s choice was both. As she changed direction, almost breaking her ankle, the sound of her waves passed by, ringing in my ears.
“…”
My ears were ringing, and I couldn’t hear properly. Cheonsol read Evrande’s lips without being embarrassed.
‘Spirit of the wind…’
Cheonsol, who read that far, spread her spirit widely. A mass of energy that could not be detected with her naked eyes was gathered in the air.
“Cheonsol! Be careful! It’s an intermediate spirit of wind! “I think I’m a little weaker than Christa!”
“Thank you!”
Cheonsol only knows that Christa is stronger than I. Her exact skills could not be measured. This was because the level difference was quite large.
Cheon Sol, who is new to Hyeonkyung, cannot understand the details, so at least he is at the highest level of Hyeonkyung. It may have been a state of life and death that was known as a legendary state in her hometown.
‘The lower-level spirits were first-class.’
Spirits were a race that varied greatly depending on their level. Between first class and top class.
‘She must be a little weaker or similar to the original girl.’
This is why the Spiritualist was so difficult. Ebrande’s skills are not inferior to Cheonsol’s, but she summons a colleague of a similar level.
Even though it consumes Ebrande’s mana, she has one more enemy to judge and act on her own. As a martial arts person, she knew well the danger of having one more enemy for Dongsu.
However, Cheonsol is not only her sister-in-law’s enemy, but she is also a vampir who has a lot of experience dealing with stronger enemies than herself. She held up the rapier and looked in front of her.
“Cheonsol! “You can’t come close to me!”
Ebrande screamed and fell behind her. The elf, who received the protection of the spirit, was unable to close the distance by retreating as Cheonsol approached.
-You cannot get close to the contractor!
A spirit made of wind blocked the two. The spirit expanded its body to the point where it could be seen with the naked eye.
Cheonsol noticed that her spirit body was made up of her cutting wind. The spirit will tear apart any object it touches like a storm.
However, Hyeonkyung-class unmanned vehicles can withstand natural disasters. It is not a true disaster, but an imitation of a spirit can be overcome.
-Come storm!
“Wind Arrow!”
The spirit controlled the wind. The bushes and soil in the field mixed together, creating a storm that made it difficult to see even an inch ahead.
In the distorted flow of energy, an arrow with unusually clean energy stuck out. Cold sweat ran down Cheonsol’s spine as he reflexively pulled out his rapier and blocked the arrow.
‘You barely managed to stop it. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop it next time.’
I barely noticed it because I was focusing all my attention on the front line. If the scope of the storm expanded and arrows flew from the side, it might not have been possible to stop it.
Cheonsol gritted his teeth and poured energy into his sword. Before I became a minion, I would not have used my strength from the beginning to use my power efficiently, but thanks to the recovery period, I was able to use my power from the beginning.
“Bloodstream Blue!”
Cheonsol’s main machine. Although I obtained it through skill, I was able to unfold it myself by understanding the principle. The waves made of black and white collided with the storm.
Kwaaaaa
An unbelievable roar erupted as the martial arts of a mere vampir and the skill of a spirit collided. The center of the field was completely ripped out.
-Ugh
-Too bad! It’s too much!
-Both were bad!
The fairies cried and ran away, but Cheonsol didn’t have the presence of mind to care. Her first wave fought tightly against the storm, but was pierced by an arrow imbued with the wind and lost its strength.
Cheonsol cut down the weakened arrow and once again created a wave of swords.
“It won’t work!”
Evrande’s cries were heard beyond the storm. Cheonsol answered silently.
“A wave doesn’t just hit once. Steady, high waves go over the embankment and hit the coast.”
Cheonsol swung her sword again. A third wave made of Geomgang rises. Blood was discharged through the skin, creating a blazing fourth wave.
Strong winds tend to extinguish fires, but moderate winds only cause the flames to spread. The spirit’s storm was strong enough, but when it was broken down by three waves, it became soft like a spring breeze.
Grumbling
The waves of fire summoned by Cheonsol burned the field. The spirit screamed.
-Contractor! The fire must be extinguished!
“Profit!”
When the storm stopped, Evrande was visible in the distance. Evrande, biting his lip, was shooting three arrows in protest.
“It’s Evrande. Put the fire to rest.”
In the meantime, the main woman will weep to kill her spirit. The archer, who was supposed to provide support from a distance, was two days into the battle to quell the fire, so now was a good time to target the spirit.
When Cheonsol hit the ground, her new form disappeared. She wasn’t just moving at a fast pace. Cheonsol used her magic to block her detection.
-No! Where did you go?
The spirit missed Cheonsol’s location. Cheonsol’s intention worked because she was a race specialized in detecting mana and vitality rather than her eyesight.
“Next to you!”
Evrande, who had good eyesight as an elf, warned, but it was already too late. Cheonsol, who reached the spirit, performed a sword search.
“Cheonsolgeom 1st second. “Blood fever.”
A blazing river of energy attacked the spirit. The spirit tried to escape by soaring upward like the wind, but tangible flames chased the spirit.
-Aaaaah!
In addition to the strong energy, the body of the spirit that suffered fire damage became blurred. Cheonsol soared like a dragon ascending to heaven and swung his sword.
Just as a wounded animal struggles, the wounded spirit also struggles.
-You can’t be reverse summoned like this! Wounds from the wind!
Dozens of blades made of wind swept through Cheonsol. Cheonsol did not slow down his offensive.
‘You must give flesh and take bones!’
Surround yourself with self-defense equipment and protect only the bloodletting! The sharp blade broke the self-defense equipment and tore the skin. A fountain of blood arose, but blood is the Vampir’s life and the most threatening weapon.
Cheonsol clumped up the blood that was about to fall to the floor and created her blood clot. The wind blade that came after was blocked by a protective film made of blood and disappeared.
Seuuk
Cheonsol’s sword pierced the spirit. As expected from a race made up of energy, there was no taste. The sound was also small, but the results were clear.
-Ugh…
The spirit whose energy was scattered was summoned back. Cheonsol’s hair bones, which were falling under the influence of gravity, became bitter.
‘Evrande fired an arrow!’
It was an arrow so fast that it was difficult to perceive with the naked eye or even with the senses. Even though the spirit was reverse summoned, it seemed to have exerted its strength and contained the energy of a strong spirit.
It was too late to avoid it. Cheonsol drew her blood from the wound inflicted by the blade of the wind and covered it with a thick blood film.
‘Inner strength is fatigue. Blood comes from inner strength. ‘Lucky luck and blood’
Blood and energy circulated inside Cheonsol. Blood and internal energy were replenished as if you were accumulating internal energy by practicing fortune-telling.
I breathed the replenished energy into the sword and projected it. It collided with some of the swords and arrows and slowed down.
The thick veil of blood once again reduced the power of the arrow. Lastly, Cheon Sol’s self-defense technique blocked the arrow.
Fighting.
After landing, Cheonsol pulled out the arrow stuck in her collarbone and threw it away. She then smiled at Ebrande.
“It was a shame. “If she had been a little more powerful, she would have been defeated.”
“It’s a shame. “You haven’t even shortened the distance yet.”
Evrande fired his bow again. She disappeared the middle-level spirit, but the low-level spirit inhabited the bow, increasing her power.
However, it was weaker than a mid-level spirit. Her mobility also became weaker than when she was assisted by a mid-level spirit.
“Was it this bad! Evrande! From what she understood, you were not this much!”
Cheonsol avoided the arrows aimed at bloodletting, read her path, knocked away the arrows that were fired, and returned the flowing blood to her body as she moved forward.
The appearance was like that of a berserker. A berserker who, despite being mortally wounded, does not lose her fighting spirit and ends her opponent’s life.
Her wounds inflicted by Cheonsol did not lead to her death, so she was more ferocious than the berserker. Cheonsol’s footprints were left deep in her scorched, ash-dusted field.
The blood droplets from her footprints were sucked into Cheonsol’s body. She had been retreating all along, but when Brande realized she could no longer retreat, she gritted her teeth.
“Kkomang!”
-Kkomangkkomang
The low-level spirit tried to stop Cheonsol by headbutting her body, but even her middle-level spirit could not do anything, so there was no way the low-level spirit could do it.
Cheonsol did not even swing a sword. He refined her blood swirling around her body and pierced her spirit.
-Kkomang…
Finally, Ebrande came into her range. The moment Cheonsol throws the blood flame. Ebrande threw away her bow and gripped the air.
The new models of Cheonsol and Evrande have crossed over.
Patter
Blood dripped from the hole in Cheonsol’s chest. Evrande, confident of victory, muttered.
“My main weapon is a rapier, not a bow.”
Cheonsol responded by stumbling and stabbing his sword into the ground to regain his balance.
“I know.”
Fluttering
Evrande’s shirt split in half and fell to the ground. A long sword was engraved on the elf’s fair skin.
“No… What…”
“It’s Evrande. It was good to hide the secret number. If you’re a warrior, shouldn’t you hide 30 percent of your skills? However, they say that you can hide a weapon, but you cannot hide a swordsman’s calluses.”
This was advice to a friend. There was no answer.
[Evrande battle not possible!]
[Cheonsol wins!]
