Ending Maker

It was a chain.

It was already irreversible when one collapsed.

Domino collapses.

It continues to resonate with each other.

The Black One did not hide the surprise.

I burst a light on the Holy Cross sword in front of my eyes.

It was only one number, but I could tell.

“More than Count Hlesbelg. ”

Holy Sword Frederick Hlesbelg.

The head of the ravens guarding the North.

I've seen his Holy Cross sword before.

So I was sure.

The Holy Cross sword in Lucas' hands is almost complete.

It was in the hands of Lucas, not Count Hlesbelg, the true Black Monarch.

But how.

Lucas was certainly a talented boy.

Hlesbellg's nickname was Giraffe, and Lucas was highly regarded by the First Sword himself even before Judas appeared.

But not this much.

Growing to a level close to the Sword Guard was great, but you completed the Holy Cross Sword?

“There's something. ”

Something you don't know, something you don't understand.

“Well, it doesn't matter. ”

That's why Lucas got stronger anyway.

It became a coveted prey.

The first one throws the sword he was holding. I pulled out a new honeycomb sword and showed a completely different prayer to this day.

“Here we go, Lucas. It's been a long time since we've played.”

Lucas didn't have to answer to the friendly words. I trimmed my breath with a pure white cross straight up.

I felt strange.

It was complicated and clear in my head.

The horizon that appeared just beyond the dark road.

And the path that leads to that horizon without salt.

I saw a man standing on the road.

It was really weird, but the man was Lucas himself.

I am much older than I am now, and I have gained a lot of experience · · · but at the same time I have broken my heart with so many wounds.

Is he the future himself?

Or was it you who walked the other way that you had been in the Battle of Billboard?

I didn't know.

But I could feel it clearly.

The way he walked.

The way he took one step forward.

It didn't seem like someone else's experience.

Lucas was his own experience.

It wasn't the same fantasy I experienced in the Dungeon Book, it was me.

"Be a Billboard. ’

The last thing you said.

Lucas vomits a long breath. I looked straight at the sword in front of my eyes.

I felt clearer and clearer in my head.

“Rune Fraud. ”

Sword of Light.

Great Mine Duke of the Devil's Hand.

Black marl.

First sword.

It was not the first time I met an enemy like this.

But Lucas could feel it, too.

Among the best swords I have ever experienced, the one before my eyes was the strongest.

The strongest sword ever existed.

Overwhelming opponent.

But there was no hesitation in Lucas' footsteps.

There was also no question of what to do here.

“Come.”

Lucas laughed. I grinned excitedly and stuck to the ground. If you rush towards Lucas, you will be screened for light.

It's fast.

It's really the same screening as light.

But Lucas didn't want to see all of it.

Some saw it and some felt it.

I haven't reached the quarantine yet, but I responded as a horizon looker.

Cacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacaga!

A sharp metal ring followed as if it were lightning.

A white spark envelops the surroundings, and surprises and joys spread in the eyes of the swordsman.

Lucas' black hair was not spectacular.

It wasn't the same speed he sped up with his first sword attack.

He was blocking, bouncing or avoiding all screenings with minimal movement.

Thorough basics.

A sword of Earl Hlesbelg, who is a hard warrior.

Boom!

The Sword of the First Sword bounces back. You destroyed the Sword of the First Blade, just like Lucas did the first time.

But I didn't miss the Black Sword. Lucas' attack leaves him in the direction. It rotates softly in accordance with the progress of its power, and casts a fierce sword at Lucas.

Quaga River!

But this time again, Lucas' sword destroyed the sword.

It was just as hard as a castle that did not shake.

Instead of continuing to knock Lucas like that, the Sword took a step back.

Lucas also took a deep breath instead of running to the Sword.

Things were different from Elun.

Beautiful and elegant, but just close to self-satisfaction, in fact, Elun's sword, a means of passage, lacked flesh and aggression itself.

It was in fact not a sword to fight.

It was because Elun was so easily defeated by the First Sword himself, despite being equally strong in Sword grade.

But Lucas' Black Sword was different from Elun's.

It was the warrior's sword itself that was created through long training and a wealth of practical experience that was not followed by it.

Scarlet, who entrusted Elun to Kira who was hiding, healed Caesar's wounds. I wanted to look back at Lucas, but I put up with it.

I heard a loud voice again.

That's what the sword fights are all about.

It shook the terrain and made the sky tremble. It was natural to devastate the surroundings with a trained sword.

Scarlett himself did the same.

When he fought Caesar's life, when he fought Lucas.

I was confused.

Despite his clarity, unfamiliar memories appeared as blurred as if they were Ajirang.

The one who was hiding in Lucas' arms.

The one who made love to Lucas.

The last kiss I shared with Lucas.

‘Let's concentrate, Scarlett. ’

Scarlett forcefully focused his mind. I gathered ideas that came only to treat Caesar's wounds.

Caesar saw such a scarlet.

The touch crossed.

I crossed my mind with the urge to break my neck and kill him right away, and I wanted to hold him in my arms.

“Ha, ha. ”

“Hang in there, we're almost there. ”

Hearing Scarlett, Caesar bites him.

Focused on the sound, suppressing contradictory impulses.

Lucas was fighting the First Sword.

My heart seemed to burst. My affection for Lucas has risen.

Stranger emotions and memories.

But it was his own. Caesar's own feelings and memories were clear.

Together we confronted Scarlett.

Instead of despairing in a world of darkness, we made a commitment to comfort each other.

Lucas stabbed himself like that.

A self that opens the power of the divine water to kill Lucas.

I was dizzy.Unlike Scarlett who saw the world with Izzie, I felt even more confused because she was Caesar who saw the world with instinct and emotion.

“Lucas.”

Boom!

The clashes between Lucas and the First Sword have intensified.

The attack of the First Sword turned even hotter, and the light of Lucas' Cross Sword became stronger each time it was repeated.

The Sword took one step.

Lucas did not back off, but felt burdened.

The First Sword takes one more step.

His eyes turned like that of a beast. The body itself has been strengthened and the power of the sword has become stronger.

Speed up accordingly.

A spark of light that strikes once again.

Lucas pauses. It further amplified the light of the Holy King, who destroys evil.

The one who stood in front of the road.

I couldn't keep up completely.

There was not enough time to do so. Lucas' body was not as trained as he was standing in front of the road.

But Lucas focused instead of giving up.

I didn't use the blackest trick. He was pushing himself with pure force and speed alone.

Mainstreaming.

If it was the sword that became mine, I already knew it.

I also had several encounters.

But it was also different than before.

The Sword is now the strongest of all. He remained the purest form of prosecutor.

Boom!

Domino fell.

As the first dominoes fell, so did the rest of the dominoes.

Lucas saw the others.

And it was the same with the First Sword.

But there was one obvious difference between the two.

Quaga River!

A distant horizon.

The path to that horizon.

The Sword continued to take steps. I went on without stopping to reach the horizon of the sword.

I kept swinging my sword.

Moora felt restless in the feeling of being unfriendly but ominous.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sword has become a complete mine.

Yellow eye glow occurred, and the skin of the whole body turned pale. Six horns rose above his head.

“You will die here. ”

The swordsman said.

It was like pouring a horse at Lucas.

“Your resistance will be useless. ”

Kill you, kill Scarlett, kill Caesar, kill Elun, kill everyone at the Red Gate.

Evil has risen.

I burned my hatred with anxiety for unknown reasons.

In the face of the raging bombardment of light, the Holy King's black light became increasingly lost.

But Lucas did not succumb to the words of the First Sword.

I glanced at the first sword, resisting the sword to the end.

An unbreakable will.

The successor of the Holy King who even went to the end when he became a demon and suppressed himself by his own will.

Boom!

Light exploded.

The daemon bane bounces away and Lucas' arm is bitten with blood. The sword of the Holy King has lost its light.

The swordsman bites his teeth. Instead, I glanced at Lucas.

“Die like a bug. ”

It doesn't leave any value.

Like, like,

The first sword swings towards Lucas.

Lucas looks straight at that sword.

Faced with the eyes of the most restless sword, I thought.

‘It's no use. ’

Another said himself.

On the road leading to the horizon, he looked at himself and said:

“You made time. ”

Take the time to save everyone.

To make sure Juder and Cordelia don't grieve, let us move forward with Scarlett and Caesar.

To protect both Elun, Kira and the Red Gate.

“You saved it. ”

Lucas smiles.

I did not turn my eyes away from the first sword.

And pouring light.

It's coming down from the sky!

Kwagagagagagagagagagagagagagaga!

A thousand magic spheres poured down from the sky.

Reduced the glare of the sun on a land full of darkness.

Tsukushi!

The sword swung quickly and slashed the magic sphere.

With the sword, the magical spheres that were wielding through the flow of power itself were extinguished at once.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The first sword continued to swing.

Faced in the roar of splendid light.

Cordelia, with her eyes wide open to the sun, was investigating Lucas.

And right next to him, Judas was staring at himself.

“Jude Bayel! ”

The first sword shouts sharply and blows the sword.

Instead of pulling it out, Juder opens the power of the White Gate. After scattering the blackness with Giuseppe alone, he adds the power of Velencia to himself.

“First Sword.”

No further dialogue was needed.

First Sword refined. The moment I confronted Juder, I burned myself with a restlessness that began to boil even more. Looking at the horizon, I spread my pure white wings. Judas also spread his wings of darkness and rushed towards the sword.

Sword of Light, cucumber, GwangIkcheon statue.

The laws of Velencia, the black and white.

Wings of pure white and wings of darkness clashed.

I got tangled up and shook the world.

Chapter 118 Horizontal Sword # 3 End