Reincarnation of the Sword Master

"It hurts."

Asher shook his fist. He hit his head, but his opponent is Ma-jok. There is no big blow.

But the Ma people couldn't get up. I looked alternately at my axe and Asher in shock.

You... how did you catch it?

Asher burst into laughter.

"Did you need the skills to catch the ax?"

You

The faces of the Ma tribe have hardened.

die

The axe made a bow, and the intangible energy burst like a volcano. The power to crush everything. Asher lowered her posture.

Coooooooooong!

Without a forerunner, the earth digs and the sky tears. Attacks that even giants couldn't avoid. But Asher was clearly avoiding it, albeit by a hair's breadth.

'As expected.'

Asher rolled her body aside in an eerie sense. The marks were dug up on the ground as if the blades were sticking to where he was.

Asher's sense of darkness became acute after reincarnation. Perhaps because of that, I was able to read the prelude to the attack of the devil's weapon in advance.

Before I knew it, Asher reached the front of the Ma tribe. He grabbed the sword with both hands and struck it.

Fun

The Ma people stood proudly as if they would hold out with a snort. However, his expression hardened as the inspection approached. Realizing that he couldn't stand it, he hurriedly swung the devil's weapon at Asher's attack.

Asher breaks his arm as it's just like that. The course of the sword is twisted. The devil's weapon passes by, and it hits the shoulders of the mahjong.

Whooooooh!

Oh, my God!

The devil's knees fall. Asher picked up the sword once again. The mah people tried to stop it with an axe, and the trajectory of the sword is twisted again. The mah people roll on the ground, stabbing the abdomen.

…Human!

The mah people raised themselves violently and howled. The ax quivered like a smile.

And the world was twisted. As if a natural disaster has occurred, the sky and the earth are crushed and the space is twisted. Asher hurriedly tried to avoid it by making fun of her body, but the sword that could not escape from the realm became powder and disappeared.

"Tut."

Oh, my God!

The mah people rushed with an axe with a shout. Asher paused as he tried to take out his weapon.

That axe is the devil's weapon. What Asher had was unstoppable.

The nsir kicked his tongue.

[Oh, my God. I can't help it. Use me.]

"Thank you."

Asher caught the golden sword on her waist without a wrist protector. Then he swung at the coming axe to crush it.

Cargagagagam!

The black axe and the golden sword collide. Fireworks splashed and each other's days split. The pupils of the horse race expand.

How?

Asher grabbed the sack of the axe and broke her hand. When the mahjong quickly pulled, he aimed at the gap and struck down the golden sword.

Coooooooooong!

The Maas were stuck on the ground and Asher backed away.

"It's hard as expected."

I didn't expect to stop the devil's weapon.

I'm not the sword. I can't refuse in this situation.

Oh, my God!

Whoo-hoo!

Everything around him burst out as the Ma tribe raced up. Asher posed.

***

The earth is breaking and the mountains are being cut. All the giants watching the battle were shocked.

"How can I do that?"

"Human can survive that?"

An attack that even giants could not withstand. Even though dozens of them rushed in, they could not even touch the Ma people.

But now, humans, without the help of others, were fighting and gaining the upper hand alone with the Ma tribe. It was an overwhelming sight.

The fallen giants were all watching the battle as if they were possessed. Oh Mo Han groaned.

"No way."

I knew Asher was strong. I even beat the giant man by force. On the ground, it was safe to say that there was no stopping except for dragons and heroes.

But the devil's weapon was not on the ground, it was on the horse. Stopping that was a completely different matter from simple power.

'Who are you?'

The battle was escalating, and the battlefield was being moved. The Ma and Asher entered the village. Asher, who bounced off with a strong crash, landed in the center of the village.

'It's about time.’

Asher picked up an encir and glared at the horse. But the Ma people did not rush in. I was just looking at the stone statue in the middle of the village.

a stone statue modeled after Asher in his previous life

The mah people laughed.

a funny group

The Maas laughed at Asher.

What kind of trick did you get the grandeur of the giants?

"…what?"

Oh Mo-han mumbled blankly at the horse's words.

I see.

The madman laughed.

They don't know who you are. Poor little things.

"But you guys know."

The gods, at least the nameless god, did not know Asher's reincarnation. But it wasn't a mahjong. All the mah people in a certain hurry knew about him.

"You guys can't interfere with the soul."

It was a natural limitation since I was born as a mahjong. The mahjong smiled lightly.

The feats of making the impossible possible are the true rulers.

The mah people picked up the ax. The air is concentrated.

So die. an obstructionist

Asher caught Enshir.

***

"Yes, I did."

"Oh, Mr. Oh Mo-han?“

"Ha-ha. I thought it was similar, but I didn't know it was the same person."

"Get it together!"

Lupa Aru shook Omohan's shoulder. Omohan's eyes slowly rejuvenated.

"…Lupa Aru?"

"Yes. Are you all right?"

"Yes."

Omohan's eyes headed toward the middle of the battle. The sword and axe were moving and everything was breaking.

"…if I survive, I must apologize.”

I didn't recognize my old friend, their little hero.

Coooooooooong!

I'm swamped with energy. Asher avoided the force of the head being crushed.

'I'm on my guard.’

The Devil's weapon is in itself a transcendent force. Even high-ranking horse-riding people could not handle weapons that could not be handled properly.

Weapons are dangerous in the hands of children, but if they cannot exert their power 100 percent, they are only half-baked. A person came round Asher's body.

Boom boom.

Asher flew in the air. The Maas swung their ax at Asher. The congealed air burst at the end of the axe. Asher grabbed Encyr and made fun of her hand.

Cargagagagam!

The air that had been tested exploded. The mah people swung the ax again. A violent storm hit.

overwhelming power. You should have avoided it. However, Asher was rather stuck in the storm. This is the crisis.

Are you crazy?

The mahjong mocked and struck down the axe. The power to divide the world in half draws a diagonal line. Asher wiggles her feet, turns and avoids by a single sheet of paper.

"Huh!"

"The village!"

The village that was in the direction of power breaks apart. Suddenly the nest collapsed giants screamed.

The Maas take the ax and hit it with the noodles. The space itself is pressure-pushed and tries to honor Asher. Asher clenched her fist.

Quick!

The pressure of space breaks through the force of physics. Step on the ground with your feet, narrow the distance.

When a storm is raging, the center of the storm is safer.

At a distance close to the breath, the Maas wield the axe, and Asher moves his hand. Avoid the orbit of the axe and grab the neck of the horse race.

"Get stuck."

The horse's body is trapped in the earth.

"Try it if you can control it from this distance.”

Bitch

Kugugugugung!

Asher's hand paints afterimage. The Ma people's bodies sink deep into the ground due to consecutive hits, spreading cracks in the body. The mahjong was beaten but held the ax.

Cargagagagam!

Intangible blades of the sword swirl. Asher waves his hand without avoiding. A green curtain spreads to block the blades. Asher holds the sword.

Wham!

Cracks spread on the horse's body expand further on the lowered sword. Just a little bit more. As soon as Asher was about to take out a new sword, the Maas struck down the ax.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

The air is shaking in an uneasy way. The madman laughed.

Let's go together.

Asher's expression changed. The senses sounded an alarm, but there was nowhere to avoid. The forces were concentrated in all directions and tried to crush them.

Hold out with your body. The divine power surrounded him. The united power tried to trample on him, crushing the sacred power greedily. Asher prepared for the shock.

Kark.

At that moment, I cried as if something was fun.

At the same time, the direction of the cohesive force is twisted. It is absorbed by a black sword on Asher's waist.

…what?

Both were embarrassed, but Asher came to her senses first and stepped up. The madman's body was trampled and groaned. Hold the sword.

Get your senses up, Benda. The hand holding the devil's weapon is cut off and flying in the air.

Argh!

Asher reached out and caught the floating axe in the sky. As before, there was no resistance or resistance. It was as calm as if it had been held in the hands of its original owner.

That's ridiculous.

The Maas muttered when they saw the ax in Asher's hand.

I'm sorry. The devil....

An ax was lodged in the head of the stable. Darkness erupted in the cracks and scattered in all directions, and when it sank, no more horse tribes were visible.

Asher looked down at the ax in my hand and looked around.

The giants were looking at him with astonishment.

***

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

The stone rolls down with a roar. The fragments of the collapsed doors were being cleared one by one.

Asher threw a huge fragment back among the giants.

After a week, the giants finished their funeral. The living must live. The giants were overcoming their grief and cleaning up the village.

Asher was helping organize. There was nothing else to do. Either way, the door to the north was broken, so I couldn't even move on.

"Crazy."

Asher clicked his tongue. As far as he knows, there was only one door to the north, and there was no other way.

The door was closed. The areas were cut off from each other. Throw the stone fragments that block the road roughly.

"Thank you, human."

The giant, who was cleaning up the debris, thanked him. But the eyes contained complex emotions.

eyes full of fear Asher nodded.

"Yes."

"I can't see the end.”

All the giants stuck together, but the wreckage of the broken door was enough to make even the giant look like an ant. The giant murmured in a confused voice.

"It's going to take years just to clean up the debris. That's the end of my guard role for a while.”

"Human."

Asher turned her head to the voice calling him. Lupa Aru approached him with complicated eyes.

"…Omo Han sings."

"He?"

"Yes."

Omohan did not come out for more than a week after the horse race was eradicated. I didn't even call Asher and just stayed in the house like a mouse.

It was time for my hair to clear up. Asher nodded.

"Follow me."

Rupa Aru turned away.

Lupa Aru walked silently, and Asher also didn't open her mouth. It was Lupa Aru who broke the silence first.

"…Thank you."

Lupa Aru spoke quietly. Asher replied with a soft face.

"I just did my job.”

"Thanks, though. Thanks to you, we survived. It's all thanks to you.”

"That's the case."

There was silence again. It was not long before we arrived at the huge building.

"This is it. They'll be waiting inside.”

After Lupa Aru left, Asher moved inside. It was a giant house, so I felt like I was going into a huge cave.

The owner was waiting for him in it.

"Hi."

Oh Mo Han. His old friend. The great giant, the proud father of the Hemanian Lun.