Hyaku Ma No Aruji

The battle between those who deal with swords often sounds metal with swords and swords bumping into each other.

But there was little to the battle between swordsmen at this time.

"Elma, don't take a sword blow from the Swordsman."

I told Elma before the first (Sword Emperor) Ease ran away.

Elma was now clearly aware of what the word meant.

"... well, not bad"

I told him to blur and twinkle. Sin-M. waves his sword aside without hesitation.

Elma and Ease, who were about to carry out slaughter from both sides in a linkage they didn't think was impromptu, suddenly stopped without accepting it and avoided slaughter.

It was an act in the offense, which can also be called divine speed in itself, but the problem lay in the 'trail' through which Sin-M. 's waved slaughter went.

"The space..."

It's torn.

The path through the sword waved by Sin-M.

It closes with a bee after a while with strange light gathering from around it, but the view behind it reflected through it also seemed slightly distorted.

"I didn't even grant you a ritual. It's just a sword. I wonder what the hell you're slashing."

A step back Ease spills into a bitter laugh with the "same bullshit sword".

"A sword is a tool that rips apart anything that hits a swinging trajectory."

That would be the case if we interpreted enlargement.

But the reason why things are supposed to cut is finer.

Why can blades slash paper?

Why is the blade tip so thin and sharp?

Why use iron or steel on a blade?

Sin-M's story seemed to be an explanation of the consequential event, ahead of the rounding down of all such 'natural reason why a sword can slash things'.

"I knew you were a genius."

……

"Or the ultimate sensationalist. Swordsmen always gain a deeper understanding of the sword itself during several setbacks than rely on a tool called the sword. That's how it gradually unites with the sword to move on to the next stage, but in your case, you're getting over all your understanding of the sword itself with your senses."

That's why Sin-M doesn't choose a sword.

If he himself admitted to being a 'sword', his understanding of it and the way it is used transcend everything with a unique sense, and then treat it as a 'sword'.

For him, even the stick on the side of the road (Michiba) could be used as a tool to slash things if he recognized that it was a 'sword'.

"... oh"

Elma remembered in Virgilia, the art city, when Merea used a single stick to amputate the fake demon sword Chrysula.

"I don't deny myself that I look like a genius to you guys. But at least I never thought I was talented."

"Is that because of your sister?

Lynn-M.

There was one girl who broke the upper limit that ordinary people could understand when it came to fighting with martial arts, and who reigned at the apex unknowingly.

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Lynn-M was a laid-back girl who could easily even be described as weak, with the appearance (fussy) of a deep-window courtier who was more likely to be ill than a samurai.

In fact, it was true that she tended to be ill, and the first reason her brother, Sin-M, took the sword was to earn money for the treatment of her illness.

But at one point, she herself came out on the surface to see what she thought.

Lynn-M said,

"I can't stand my brother coming home scratched"

Sin-M was waving his sword to earn money for his sister's treatment at a martial arts competition that was taking place in the city state where he lived at the time.

It can also be described as a festival of entertainment that sees the poor as swordfighter slaves.

Seeing her brother, Sin-M., come home scratched every time, she competed in that martial arts tournament with her sick, thin body.

And she won that martial arts tournament without taking just a dozen.

"If you call me a genius, what should that describe?"

There are also numerous monsters who rarely appear on the surface stage.

The easy to understand issue of "Wushu" was once named by many heroes, but at least the former "Wushu" who joined forces with Lynn-M. in Lindholm Spiritual Mountain stopped naming "Wushu" at that point.

"I heard rumors, but you're telling the truth."

Sighs as Ease restarts the Devil's Sword.

"I wonder if that sister is coming down to this city."

"... No, there's no Lynn. That was a really weak woman. Without enough remains and artifacts to unload that already in this world, there are not as many phosphorus factors left in Merea's flesh either. Lynn knew more about the fragility of her flesh than anyone else, so I guess she didn't want to leave her child the possibility that it would be expressed"

Listening to the story, Elma was convinced, however, that Merea and Lynn-M were strongly connected by heart.

Melea has also experienced physical infirmities in her previous raw.

The grief and untrained gained in that raw would have been that there were many parts overlapping with phosphorus.

"What have you left behind, Ease-Eluisa?"

Sin-M asked Ease the other way around.

"Me?... I left everything to me. But it is for future generations to decide whether or not to leave it behind. So, or maybe some of what I left behind broke my inheritance.... No, you do. Because -"

Ease restarts the Devil's Sword.

The body was blue-white and bright.

And...

"Second Engraving Ceremony," Event Cutting "Liberation -"

As if to respond to the sperm she poured in, the Devil's Sword sounded Kii.

"Rip the world apart, Devil's Sword Krishula."

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An upper-level structure in a straight line as if trying to pierce heaven.

After a beat, Ease shook down the criss-crushed criss-crusher.

No matter, the sword is out of time.

Sin-M stands at a distance that cannot be reached unless he throws a sword.

"Huh."

But he flew off the scene without hesitation.

"Oh, you could be a little bit more chronic."

There was a crack in the exact same space that Sin-M himself had just created where Sin-M stood.

"Imperial Set -" Unexpected Heavenly Water "

One more blow.

A slaughter that ignores the distance without letting your hair in strikes Sin-M.

"The power of the Devil's Sword."

"Yes, I can't just slay the world with a sword like you. But this demon sword that we have created can reproduce your work with the power of magic and technique."

Sin-M waves his sword as he flies away.

When a number of disconnects of space appear between them, they disappear with the light.

It was like countless beautiful sparks blooming on the battlefield.

"Elma, take a good look. This is how we fight with the original Devil's Sword."

Elma can't get into the fight between the two of us.

It is no longer a battle between ordinary swordsmen.

We slaughter each other from all the way out of the room.

"Not only is it a constantly activated type of" surgical amputation ", but it also uses the user's spermatozoa to mutilate every event of the" world style ". Of course, the Sword of Light, when fully open, will be the main uniform on a massive battlefield, but it's a substitute that cannot be activated by itself."

Now you're like a magician.

Elma thought.

- No, he's just a magician.

She is the one who created this demonic sword.

"Well, I kind of realize that you don't know how to free your sperm,"

Elma can't use a surgical formula.

That is because, as Ease said earlier, the Eluiza family sealed one of Ease's legacies.

They chose the path to throw away the keys to the spermatic liberation of the blood family in order to indirectly seal the power of the Devil's Sword as the Seven Imperial Instruments.

- Now what?

There are spermatozoa in you.

That was also said to Melea.

But I don't know how to handle that.

"It may be difficult to release sealed spermatozoa correctly for generations now, according to the Covenant."

Ease mumbles his words as if to lead Elma through the rewards of slaughter with Sin-M.

"But that's why the magic elements that have been swirling within the clan for generations may appear on the table in another way to fulfill your aspirations and obsessions"

The inability to use spermatozoa made it clear what to do.

That's the path Sin-M took.

Way to keep sharpening your skill as a swordsman, not as a magician dealing with demon swords.

As a result, Elma possesses no less skill in swords than Ease at the moment.

- But I can't do that.

The skill of the sword alone can't beat this monster.

"Look, Elma. Having acquired that much sword skill that year, you, unlike me, have a sword talent. So now see and learn from its pinnacle, and take for yourselves."

Ease's arm flies.

Sin-M's blow slashed Ease's arm from space to space.

- See.

Sin-M. 's movement.

How to swing a sword.

How to take a breath.

- See.

Ease's use of the Devil's Sword.

Swaying of spermatic elements.

How to fight intentionally to tear the world apart.

"Ku......!

Ease waves the Devil's Sword with one remaining arm.

A glowing line was drawn around his neck.

- No, I can't.

To (...) ko (...) (...) and (...) is (...) slashed (...) et al. (...) ru (...).

Elma's legs were moving before holding a hunch in her chest.

In her eyes, at some point...

A silver surgical pattern appeared.