Survival Story Of A Sword King In A Fantasy World

Kivier raised his finger.

The dark energy blooms into the air. It was an intense aura that was no different than usual.

“This is the power of incarnation. ”

This time, I put the floor of the Star Hall on my hands.

The memory of the pavilion seeped into my brain.

The myriad meetings that took place here, of course, also proved herself to the Church of Darkness by her and Hanbin's group in the past.

Shadow Leading was also working without problems.

“This is also the power of incarnation. ”

But this was all.

She gazes at the shadow she cast in the corner of the pavilion.

Even a little while ago, the darkness of the world, which felt as free as its own hands, did not respond, no matter how willful it was.

“…… I am also restrained. ”

Ryuhanbin made an impression.

“You mean the road sacred? ”

“Not everything was taken. ”

The dark power Genovia stole, which was taken from Omphalos.

It was recovered from Holien, but it was taken from Omphalos by the Holy Spirit who sealed it with the power of Marcin.

But the darkness recovered from Garhan still belonged to her.

“It's just suppressed. ”

Kibriel of Darkness is again trapped in the body of fire.

Since the darkness has not awakened, the burden of the Five Gods has not diminished.

“Everything would have gone back to where it was and the world would have flowed back to the providence...

Leonhard sighs and opens his mouth.

“Nothing has changed. ”

Kivier shakes his head.

“No, it got worse. ”

The ultimate goal was to find the three strongest incarnations of darkness.

On the other hand, Omphalos is not interested in Kivier.

We've already got what we came for.

If it had been a paused devastation then, it would have been doomed now.

Epir nervously asked.

“So what do we do now? ”

Kibi didn't answer.

She didn't know either.

I just knew what was going to happen.

Omphalos ruled out the involvement of the six gods, the transcendents, in this world.

If so, the following…….

It's the turn of the dead. ”

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An Alendian army that barely managed to root out the pursuit of the Allied forces of the Caldries Mado Kingdom and escape the Fieldlock Fortress.

They were in the middle of hell right now.

“What the hell!”

“Why the hell did you kill us? ”

It flew from beyond the night sky.

It looked like an angel in a legend.

Beautiful appearance, elegant wings of light, and a body full of light.

Nevertheless, it is cruel, ruthless and cruel.

Tens of thousands, tens of thousands of angels descend. Those with wings come down from heaven and slaughter blood.

I couldn't fight any more tired Alendians.

Numerous soldiers died in the screams.

Numerous knights died in the screams.

“Argh!”

Alendia's knight, who was attacked by evil, made an assault.

The Blue Blade Aurora plunges deeply into the angel's abdomen.

“Die! You monster! ”

The angel laughed.

I pulled the knight's neck out of my body with a smile.

“Lord Pelonta! ”

Lord Lachrel casts his magic spell in anger at the death of his companion. A glorious flash flowed through the sword and was fierce to the angel.

Quaa 'ang!

The angel shatters.

It was an absolute power that exceeded level 100.

But Lachrel couldn't smile.

It was just one guy.

Thousands or tens of thousands of angels.

"What the hell are these guys?

Brain and Achmedge's men? ’

It's a little weird, though.

It was not simply to stand outside Latna's common sense.

A twisted feeling in a more fundamental area.

‘It's like...

Just like the other monsters we met in the dungeon!

‘What happened to the incarnate? What about the Sword King?’

Lachrel's question was not answered.

At that moment the golden blade pierced his abdomen.

“Huff, huff! ”

With groaning, Lachrel opens his eyes.

The master of the golden sword, who led him to death, was an angel of silver with golden wings spread out.

“Sleep in rest, O mighty man of Latna. ”

Lachrel trembles as he hears his voice.

I felt nothing. Even at the moment of his death, he was not even aware that he had been attacked.

How could you do this without an overwhelming skill set?

“Urgh..."

The light disappeared from Lachrel's eyes.

An angel spanning the armor of white silver draws a golden sword.

Alendia's strongest marshal became a corpse and brushed to the ground.

“Lord Lachrel! ”

The frightened Sabine Acil rushes fiercely, wielding the Blade Auror.

“Altia, give me your blessing! ”

An intense strike that raises and lowers the airway.

The armored angel, Cathilon of Light, utters a serious voice.

“What fills this world……

The Golden Strike collides with the Blade Auror.

I cut the orb, broke the sword, broke the armor, and touched it.

“Our Lord, only the blessing of Omphalos. ”

Sabine Acil's head left her body. The red adenocarcinoma blossoms in the air.

“Even Sabine? ”

Saira hesitated.

Death is everywhere. There's nowhere to retreat. I don't know what the hell to do.

Laondelle screams.

“Wake up, Sayra! ”

“La, Laondelle? ”

Both of them seem to have provoked the same tone.

Laondelle pushes Seira's back.

“What are you doing? We have to run!”

“Well, yes……. Commanding the soldiers to retreat...

“You sound like a commander! It's over! Just run! Don't look back! ”

Sometimes the sobriety of a minor is better than the reason of a wise man.

It was up to Sae.

Leslie and Laondelle also followed.

The voice of the angel echoes over the heads of those who flee.

“These are the lives of the precious Latna. ”

With a more self-righteous tone…….

“Each one as precious as a jewel. ”

It was an indescribably cruel voice.

“Collect them with thanksgiving. ”

Same perspective.

The bloody wings of the Caldrish Kingdom Alliance, which defeated the Alendians and rejoiced in victory.

The waist of the Fourth Army Commander Drax is folded in half.

The Fifth Army Captain Blight split from the essence.

The head of the Eleventh Corps of Cerasus was shattered.

Even the commanders of the army, the most strongly protected commanders, die in vain. However, the fate of a knight or soldier cannot be better.

“Argh!”

“Uh-huh!”

A myriad of lives were lost with blood poured out and tears sprinkled.

Of course, humans didn't die in vain. By the will of the living, I somehow pierced a spear and wielded a sword.

Sometimes I could pierce the angels. I could cut off their limbs and cut their throats.

They died laughing.

When the golden blood flows over the silent smile, the smiling angels continue to walk, beating the corpse of the angel.

I don't take care of my comfort.

Even if another angel dies, the spear tears the stomach and the gut flows, and the feathers bite in the blood and blow all around, they still laugh.

With a gentle smile on his face, he repeats only one act, slaughter, and so on.

Commander Caldris, Tonitrus moans.

Blood was forming mountains, flesh was flowing into rivers.

It wasn't his fault.

So much blood can rise like mountains, and so much flesh can flow like rivers.

“Ah??????

Dozens of angels came towards him.

A brutal spear torn apart by Tonitrus.

“Taaaaah!”

A group of men defeated the angels and rescued him.

They were the successors of Actarun.

Looking down at Tony Truth, who was seriously injured and fainted, in his mid-40s, Gustav sighed with relief.

“You saved him just before he died. ”

The foreigners kicked their tongues and howled.

“Hell, hell, hell, hell. ”

“By the way, aren't those angels a little familiar? ”

“Isn't it? It's just like those bastards who wanted to catch the goddess in the neighborhood. ”

“Then why are they attacking us? ”

“I don't know what's going on, won...

Unlike the chaotic Latnines, the foreigners were relatively cold. I've already been through this hell in Actarun.

Gustav looked at them and said,

“At least one thing is certain. ”

With the necklace of a stubborn tonitrus, he is distracted.

“They're all dead. ”

There is no loyalty to Latnine anyway. Whether they die or not, they don't know.

Nevertheless, there was a reason why the foreigners could not flee immediately.

It was the gold that was hung on them.

After work, it was Genovia's order to return to the main camp and stand by.

However, in this way, the real world itself will disappear.

When the faction disappears, it will be triggered, and their lives will be taken away.

So I deliberately saved Tony Truth.

“In my sleep, it's hard to interpret. ”

What is the essence?

If you have a lot of soldiers and you're big, is that where you're from?

It is commonly referred to as the main camp, where the general commander is located.

“In other words, if you hold onto him well, he won't trigger it! ”

Now that we have achieved our objectives, there is nothing more to do here.

Achtarun's aliens blew themselves together. Then I began to escape the battlefield with power from the air strikes of angels.

“We live unconditionally, that's how we do it! ”

That way, the Allied forces of the Caldries Kingdom were annihilated.

Only a very few survived, scattered horns fleeing with no mind.

“You killed enough, you saved enough. ”

The Apostle of Omphalos, Tel Baran, watched as he was filled with darkness.

“Go, and tell the world. ”

The angels of Marcin were not even chased by them.

Just focus on crushing the army in front of you.

The survivors had a role to play.

“Praise be to the LORD, for the true LORD is come to this land. ”

The throne of Mashin in the Dimensional Palace of Ompalos.

There was a screen of light unfolding in front of him. It was a video of Marcin's apostles and his vision.

“I used to make three-dimensional stereoscopic images. But it's more uncomfortable to look at the last stereoscopic image than I thought. I'd rather just be on the screen. ”

Instead of muttering, Omphalos shrugs.

“…… I don't understand. ”

Genovia, standing beside him, nods.

“I understand.”

“Understand?”

Omphalos looks back at her, as if it were surprising. Genovia was a horse.

“That's why I also reduced the surface curvature of the swab crystals. It's easier to see the plane than the stereoscopic image inside the crystal. What matters is not the reality, but the ability to deliver accurate information. ”

“That's funny. Is that enough to be my apostle? ”

Omphalos looks up and down at Genovia, as if it were really interesting.

‘Our kids can't talk to each other like this. You are a creature of the Earth god. ’

In any case, this led to the formation of two large groups of high-level leaders from the Continental Class 3, Latna.

He turns his eyes to the screen.

“Where, are the other kids doing well? ”