Reincarnation of the Sword Master

The opponent was visibly embarrassed. Like a unbeliever who faced God himself, he was terrified.

Walters looked with a loud and interesting look.

"What? Do you know him?"

"No."

I've never seen him before. But there was a part I could guess.

"Ruban, did he hear that?"

It's a little different.]

His appearance was not just about fear. I can't say anything pointy, but it was a face when I saw something higher. Asher looked at the faces of the Ma tribe.

'In awe?'

…no. Never mind.

The opponent, who muttered to himself what he confirmed at the moment, quickly regained stability.

Yes, it's you. I was mistaken.

As if relieved, the opponent swept his chest. It was not long before a wild look headed toward Asher.

Why are you here?

"That's what I want to ask. Majok."

the enemy of man, the inhabitants of mana, the ones who try to invade the ground, the horse race.

It was the second Ma clan after Luban. I met one before, but he was so weak that I felt sorry to call him Ma.

But this guy is different. A real horseman. A man of high rank, leading a beast.

It was a high horse race.

Asher took his eyes off the horse race and looked at the beasts.

"Thousands."

It is quite difficult to bring the beast into this world. But there are dozens of them. It was clear what he would have done in return for bringing Ma-su.

"What are you doing with this?"

You don't have to know. I'm just carrying out orders.

The beasts began to move slowly. It was an unusual spectacle for dozens of wins to move. It was a scene of admiration. If they weren't the only targets that the beasts were after.

[Srack, Lafelai, Parameters, Kaenechia...] It's all different. It's enough to be a museum for the first time.]

Go. Kill him.

The Ma tribe added gloomily.

I don't know if it's possible.

The roar of the beast burst. The mountain shook and the wind blew violently. The beasts blew themselves up at once.

***

Dozens of deaths. Apparently, it was a number that could easily topple a country and devastate the earth.

But Walters' expression remained unchanged. The same was true of Asher. Walters chuckled his way forward.

"Okay! That's exciting! He's my disciple! Look at me!"

Walters laughed.

"The way true deaconess fights!"

Walters kicked his foot. The earth was smashed by the reaction, and his body galloped. He clenched his fist, running toward dozens of beasts of war.

"Disturge!"

The fist stretches out. Simple movements that even a three-year-old child can do. But the result was like a miracle of God.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

The earth is dug so that it can make a lake under wind pressure, and the wind becomes a sharp blade and scatters everywhere.

The beasts were pushed away as if they were hit by an invisible hammer, resulting in a huge gap in an instant. Walters laughed as he landed there.

"You're weak!"

Whoooooooooooooooh!

A black giant who endured the wind pressure pushes out his arms and runs. Walters' body was comparable to Ouger's, but the giant was twice as large.

Parameters. The power of a subspecies of a giant breaks down the walls, and the stones thrown into its hands have the destructive power of a catapult. Against such a monster, Walters smiled and reached out to each other.

"Haha! Is that power! That's good, too!"

Walters held both wrists of the female and gave her strength. Parameters also screamed and applied force. The muscles twitch and the earth was dug in the aftermath of the force. But Walters didn't step back a step.

"You're weak!"

Whooooooh!

When Walters gave strength, Maemoa screamed and knelt. A monster that could not be overcome by a knight group was overpowered like a child.

Argh!

The snake-like beast, Sarac, aimed for the gap. He twisted his body in the air and flew to Walters. The hardness of the scales is superior to that of the beasts, and even the rocks chewed lightly.

Kagagak!

However, his teeth did not pierce the body of Walters. It was just a squirrel-like scratch with an incredible sound that touched the skin.

Crying?

Srak was embarrassed. It was something that I had never experienced in a short life.

"Nothing to do!"

Walters let out a roar.

"My muscles are absolutely armor! It's like a castle to be pierced to your teeth!"

Argh!

With a shout, Walters grabbed and pulled Chirac's mother and body. Thrack screamed painfully, and gradually the creatures began to make sounds that they shouldn't.

Yikes!

And it broke. Srack's body, separated in half, drooped. The absolutely defensive man was torn by Walters and killed.

Whoooooooooo-ooh!

Yikes!

The beasts rushed at once, screaming fearfully. More than a tactic, just a frightened dash. Things that should be feared by humans were afraid of humans.

Dozens of beasts clung to Walters. Its weight and strength are comparable to that of a mountain. There was no sign of Walters buried in it.

Coo-oong!

But the mountain of Masu moved. He slowly moved forward as if he were advancing step by step, and a suppressed voice rang.

"That's pathetic. Sad things. Did you think you could stop me this way!"

With a roar and a strong shake, the beasts bounced in all directions. Some of the dogs were torn like leeches by the effects of power.

"Keep on fighting! Nothing will ever change!”

***

[Ha.]

The sword murmured helplessly.

[…play with the beasts like toys.]

Instead of being strong, the beasts had fatal weaknesses one by one. It is impossible to get the first shot if you don't aim for weakness.

But it was very simple for Walters.

[Power overpowering the mother, tearing her to death...] Oh, come on. Up to Lafelai?]

Lafelai can only fight if he catches the main body. But Walters did not intend to kill the body, which was hiding in the dark just by the pressure of the wind from the fist. The dark dog disappeared without even screaming.

"That's annoying!"

Walters shouted and hit his arm on the cliff next to him. "Huh!" the mountain began to shake.

[…Really?]

The cliff was torn down by nature and held in human hands. It's not a small cliff, but a huge cliff that makes humans look like ants.

cried Walters in a burst.

"Go on, roll!"

Walters threw a cliff like a ball. He rolled over the ground, crushed and crushed the beasts. The aftermath alone shook the earth and sounded like a landslide.

No. It was really a landslide when the cliff rolled. The great work of nature was being carried out by the human body.

[That's not human, is it?]

"You're stronger than before."

He was strong before his previous life, but not to this extent. He was sick and tired of the power to laugh at Mother Nature.

Walters' movements were neither spectacular nor subtle. It's just the act of swinging and empowering, but under overwhelming force, the beasts were being crushed.

"It's not a deacon's fight."

But it helped him. There were so many similarities that if you choose a human who resembles him the most in the world, you would choose Walters.

Before I knew it, the fight was on its way to the end. There was only about half of the battle left, and even that was not moving properly in fear.

That's... that's ridiculous.

And the Ma people murmured gloomily at the battle.

Why did you make me do this?

"It's a low pressure for a horse.”

It's weird to be energetic when you see him like that. All the hard-earned blows are going to die, and it's obvious I'm not going to be a match for you, and then you're going to kill me... Sigh.

The mah people spouted out roughly.

It's a damn witch.

"An order."

The Ma people said they had been ordered. The horse people in front of him are the high horse people. There was only one person who could give orders to such a Ma tribe.

"The Devil."

***

In the past, the devil invaded the earth. But he was killed after losing to the heroes.

Yeah, he was dead. The warrior himself declared the death of the horse with a knife in the heart of the king.

Then, what is it that appears in front of you?

The Maas glanced away at Asher.

Well, you've got it'sir. No, you'd better be aware of that.

Coo-oong!

With a roaring sound, the last hurdle disappeared with a scream. Walters landed on the ground without a single drop of sweat.

"That's how you relieve your stress."

[This is stress relief]]

The cliff collapsed, and the ground was twisted and shaking uneasily. It was a scene of destruction that an unknown person would think a meteorite had fallen.

You guys are unreasonable.

"And so do you.”

Walters laughed at the Ma people.

"Why do you say that when you are in the dark and you are aiming at the ground? You always ran away quickly, but you must have given up today. Go back to the dark in good faith."

No. We're still legitimate. But you're not that, but you're truly absurd.

"Jobbery."

Walters strode toward the Ma people. When the Ma people opened their hands, darkness became a shroud and spread like a spider's web, but it was shattered by Walters' light punch.

"Are you done with your kicks?"

No.

said the Ma people with a calm face.

If you're going to die anyway, you're going to have to do the last step.

The mah people caught the air. The darkness parted and a small gem appeared.

a glossy black jewel

At the moment, Walters' face changed rapidly.

"Ee."

go

The jewel broke and a black light wrapped around Walters. When darkness disappeared, no sign of Walters was seen.

"You're using something valuable.

Asher knew about that gem. It was a jewel carved from a mineral from the mine, a few of which could not be recklessly valued by the horse-riding people.

It's better than dying.

"You know it won't last long."

The waste of space was of no use to a hero. The Ma clan said as if it were natural.

Of course it is. That's why I didn't do it. I just sent it away.

The mahjong flicked his finger as if to measure the distance.

I sent it roughly to the other side of the world. No matter how bad he is, he won't be here soon.

The mah people stretched out their hands. Darkness spread like fog around.

I can just kill you and leave.

The horse people in front of us are high-ranking maids such as Luban. Furthermore, it was not a borrowed body like a Ruban, but the main body of the Ma tribe itself. There are restrictions rather than mana, but I was able to use my own strength to some extent.

Only heroes could deal with it. If the conditions were right, it could destroy a city alone.

The Maas glared at Asher with their black pupils.

He lied to you, but... It's done. Now that it's done well. You're tied up.

The mist mucus formed around the air.

If I kill you, I'll be forgiven. There's a possibility of taking something higher.

[Just in case...] He's aiming for you.]

It wasn't just interesting. a clear hostility The horse's belongings were after Asher.

To God and to God. And considering the interest that Marahai has shown, so is his brother's. I'm sure you're the only one that's interested in the whole world.]

Asher caught the sword.

The mah people laughed.

I know your power. He's strong, but he's still a human being. There's no special, mysterious force like heroes. It's human power at best.

Asher paused. The mahjong mocked.

That's your limit.

He didn't seem to know that he was a sodmaster.

'God knows, but Ma doesn't know.‘

You seem to have some simple power, but... How far can we go with just that one?

"It was then."

It was like that when the body and the sword were out of sync. But not now.

A high horse. A monster that can't be faced unless it's a hero.

The Ma tribe in front of you will still be in the lower ranks of the Ma tribe. Rather than his own power, he leads the beasts around and acts on them.

And all those beasts are now dead. It was practically nothing.

However, the high horse tribe is the high horse tribe.

"Let's do a test.”

The golden light enveloped Asher.