Sword Pilgrim-Chapter 213

Episode 213

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In front of the blue sea of fire.

A tightening corruption that was lifted up with a grip on the neck.

On Gelarin’s face, both fear and faint joy bloomed at the same time.

‘also.’

An abnormality that led to the appearance of a god.

An awl in a grain of sand.

A sharp sword aimed at God.

A gray sword that is neither white nor black.

“Are all the fallen ones perverts? Why are you laughing when you’re choking me?”

[If you’re curious, I’ll let you know.]

I can hear the voice even without opening my mouth.

Callius narrowed his brows.

“No, just die.”

Red dragon power exploded in his grasp.

Callius, who created sharp dragon claws with strong air, tried to rip the throat of Corruption.

however.

“…You deserve the name.”

Kirik.

For some time now, fine threads wrapped around his body were tightening him.

A crushing fall.

Her thread was imperceptibly thin, stealthy, and strong.

Only one strand of thread is wrapped around the body like a snake, but it doesn’t budge.

Gelarin said with a hard smile.

[Can you take a look at my collarbone?]

I peeked and saw a tattoo.

it’s a number.

333. freēwēbnovel.com

[I don’t know if you know, but all of our corruptions are assigned numbers. The lower the number, the higher, but those who received the triple number are an exception.]

Triple.

first and second. And all three numbers mean the same person.

[The number of corruption you killed before is 600. I’m a lot younger than you.]

At this, Callius laughed and growled.

“Are you threatening me?”

Corruption that doesn’t die is someone far below him. It seemed like he was telling me not to be arrogant. Gellarin smiled strangely.

[No way. It’s just that I’m not here to fight.]

“I’m trying to kidnap people, but I’m not here to fight. Bullshit is enough to be a mental illness.”

chin.

Callius let go of her throat.

Coke Coke. Gelarin, who coughed hard, tried to smile.

slip.

The thread that tightened Colius’ entire body had disappeared.

‘Gellarine….’

serial number (333).

The significance of this number is quite large.

in the fallen land. The number 333 is her power and at the same time the size of her power.

(666) (555) (444) (333) (222) (111). It is easy to see that these are the leaders of each fallen army.

Judging by the number 333, it means that he is the head of all corruption with the number three hundred.

The commander of the 3rd corps, Gelarin.

A crushing fall.

‘He’s a formidable guy from the start.’

It means that if she puts her mind to it, all the corruption that reaches her spirit will move.

No matter how much Colius is, he can’t deal with over a hundred Corruption at the same time.

Corruptors are usually adults.

Those who demolished the wall and firmly defended their images have perished.

Unlike a thousand years ago.

Corruptors and dragons chose quality over quantity.

‘I think they needed me, but…’

Unless you know exactly what the reason is, you can’t follow them recklessly.

Besides, he still has work to do.

[By the way, how did you break my Luacheni and move?]

“Because I have a talent for music.”

It wasn’t difficult.

From the moment I heard the sound of the harp, I felt a strange aura mixed with the sound penetrate my body through my ears and through my body.

Perhaps because Colius possesses both dragon power and demonic power, which can be considered the energy of nature itself.

And the bard’s blessing was able to destroy it because it had a talent.

If it wasn’t for that, I would have been stranded and helpless like the others.

[I’ve never been broken by other triples… I was really surprised. As expected, according to the prophecy?]

“A prophecy?”

[yes. You’re pretty famous. To be honest, I was dubious even when I killed Corruption for Sadness and Corruption for not dying. But, as prophesied, he really incurs the wrath of God. This is how I came out.]

Gelarin had a voluptuous body and heart-shaped tattoos on her eyelids, unlike her classy harp.

Every time I blinked, the heart was completed, but when I opened my eyes, I could only see half of the heart shape.

It was so exquisite and bizarre that Callius found himself staring at the tattoo involuntarily.

[Is this interesting?]

“No.”

[When I open my eyes, everything I love is dead. It’s a tattoo I made to not love anything.]

“It tells me things I’m not even curious about.”

[In case you’re curious. I have so many questions about you.]

She is a strange woman.

Corruption gelarin tightening.

It’s the first time I’ve even seen Colliers. But she’s also a woman who doesn’t want to be involved.

“You guys don’t want to get involved in a power struggle, so get out of here.”

It was quite unusual for her, as a corps commander, to step out.

Perhaps this was something that even the corrupters could not ignore.

If they incur the wrath of the gods, they are on the same side as themselves who harbor enmity toward the gods.

I guess this might be the intention.

[But will you be okay? When I came here, I saw that a huge army was coming. If you stay here, it will be very, very dangerous~]

Seeing the grinning Gelarin, Callius sighed.

“Didn’t you do that with your mouth?”

[What?]

Others are coming too.

“Gellarine. Wouldn’t it be better to get help from someone other than you? Besides, the arrival of a large army was my intention. It’s what I wanted, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

If attention is focused on this, it is rather welcome.

[You meant it? No, why the hell… Ah.]

Ssik.

Her red lips draw an arc.

[Is it for carpe?]

Quite unpleasant.

Seeing how Carpera reacted as if he had found out his weakness, I couldn’t leave him alone.

“You are urging the name line.”

sereung.

Callius struggled as he aimed his sword at her throat.

Can I kill her or not?

And just then.

[It would be more comfortable to kill that requested bitch here. Grey.]

A man walking in and out.

A new corruption with a black coat and 555 tattooed on its cheek.

It was a man with a double-edged ax that was bigger than his body slung over his shoulder.

And next to him was a man with a somewhat dwarf physique, with a sword hanging from his waist.

[Don’t do anything stupid.]

The number 666 was engraved on the back of his hand holding the sword at his waist.

[Yes, yes, let’s not lose strength. You have no choice but to go with us anyway. Enemies everywhere, but where are you going? come. don’t hide In the eyes of the gods.]

“You mean to see me fall.”

555 was a large orc.

666, on the other hand, was an elf. Corruption with a sword even though it’s an elf. It was my first time seeing it in person, so I was a bit surprised.

[You don’t have to. In the first place, God won’t even look at your fall. It must be that the reason he wants to kill you is because he wants to keep you in his hands.]

[You won’t be able to fall in the first place. They won’t allow it.]

That’s funny.

I can’t even fall at will.

Even that is according to God’s taste.

[How about going with us? There is someone who wants to meet you.]

“Is this Beria?”

[Have you met?]

“Wait.”

[He is of course deeply interested. But no. There is someone else who wants to meet you.]

“Who is it?”

[The corruption of the beginning.]

The parent of all the corruption that fell first.

An unfortunate corruption that did not serve anyone, but was corrupted because of that.

The progenitor who coined the word devil.

Devil Vice.

As soon as he heard his words, Callius’ eyes narrowed.

‘It’s embarrassing.’

Fall of the Beginning.

Corruption is one of those who stand at the pinnacle of the Fallen.

I already had a strong feeling that I didn’t want to face him.

It goes without saying that you don’t want to face an opponent you can’t take the lead on.

Callius is a sword.

It is a sharp edged sword.

But it’s also a sword I don’t want to wield. A knight swears allegiance to a knight and obeys orders with a sword. If you think about it that way, Colius is not a knight.

Being swayed by someone is a specification.

It doesn’t even fit your personality.

It’s far from allegiance.

So I had to refuse even more.

“What if I refuse?”

[I have no choice but to take it. It’s a life-and-death matter for us too.]

A strange momentum engulfs the area.

A strange feeling of oppression, as if the atmosphere were suppressing it, weighed down my shoulders, and burning spirits pricked my skin.

I realized that work was boring.

If it was the same as before, we would have fought.

It doesn’t fit in the current equilibrium.

‘long time no see.’

It’s like meeting a wall.

It felt like being thrown outside for the first time after becoming a pilgrim and meeting a bandit.

In the back, the savage bandits in front of the group of pilgrims who tried to kill him.

There was not much difference between then and now.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t met a strong enemy since I broke down the wall.

A dragon I met in Lumpad.

Even when he encountered Erbiwe, he wasn’t so out of line.

A powerful enemy in front of you.

It’s the same as when I met the first Orc warrior I encountered in the North.

A feeling of tightness all the way to the neck.

But the difference between then and now is probably the joy you feel during battle.

It must be because of that.

“People need to be able to discern what they can do and what they can’t do.”

Callius took out a white cloth and wiped his sword.

I tucked it into my waistband and casually passed between 555 and 666.

like taking a walk.

555, who was taken aback by the actions of Colius passing between him and the 6th corps commander, asked.

[…Where are you going?]

“I have work to do. I will follow you after that.”

Colius was already far behind.

[…!]

[….]

For a fleeting moment, but they missed his move. I didn’t bother, though. 555 looked quite startled, and 666 involuntarily grabbed the hilt.

[What to do?]

Callius said looking at the cave.

“A relic will be created.”

It’s about time.

I can’t leave it as it is, so now it’s time to use my hands on the holy relic.

Not even a single thing could go as he wished.

This shrine is only. Because it should be a sacred object according to one’s wishes.

[Oh, it’s a holy thing. There are still people who do that. It’s romantic.]

[Then wait.]

“I’ll leave the troublesome ones. I have something to focus on.”

He looked around the area and said.

Troops from other countries that they have seen will probably approach in the near future.

at least one day. It was self-evident that it would be an army of 100,000 at most.

[Hey, are you leaving that up to us?]

555 asked back as if it was absurd.

At that, Colius turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth as if mocking.

“why. Is it difficult?”

[Ha…]

I was a naan.

Even in front of the three corrupt legionnaires, he didn’t feel intimidated, so wasn’t he even provoking himself?

Confidence to the point of madness.

That attitude of going out of the way rather aroused 555’s favor.

[Yes, I’ll wipe it out right now!]

How can you say that you are the commander of the corrupt army if you step back with God’s servants in front of you? 555 laughed heartily and swung the double-edged axe.

Fierce wind pressure like a typhoon.

Glancing at it, Colius went into the cave.

[Now, let’s play for the first time in a while.]

[…]

Haha 555 laughing

and fighting. Gellarin’s expression was not good.

[What is it, gelarin? He doesn’t look good.]

[It’s better not to look at him too lightly. You might get a serious nose injury.]

[I didn’t take it lightly. It was strong. I can feel it. Because my sword was shaking.]

[What? Didn’t you feel wrong? He’s got the guts to look at, but he’s a kid who’s probably lived 30 years now.]

555 said he was a kid anyway.

unlike themselves. A kid who might have lived only thirty years.

Number of times on the battlefield.

years lived.

The combat experience itself is different.

But it was the attitude of what to worry about.

[It doesn’t matter how long you’ve lived. As if we could never catch up with her even if we lived a long time.]

However, 666 was different.

The hand holding the sword was still not released. I was extremely wary of him.

[Anyway, I told you to be careful.]

[I’ll just relax. At a glance, they seemed to be coming in like a tidal wave.]

It was a good 100,000 troops.

555’s blood boiled.

[I put it off until later. The subordinates will suffice.]

[No romance.]

Leaving the gelarine behind.

The two models are gone.

A moment later, as she played the harp, she could already smell the faint smell of blood from her nose.

* * *

“Demetrius.”

“Oh… are you here?”

It used to be like that, but now it doesn’t look like a living person anymore.

His skin had turned black and his whole body had dried up, leaving only bones and skin.

It looked very ugly, probably all the hair on his head had been lost, but the thing he made looked absolutely splendid.

Along with the holy power of an adult lying low on the floor, something with a translucent shape was created in the air.

“It’s done…”

Even talking seemed difficult.

I walked slowly and looked down at him, who was sitting in meditation.

“I suffered.”

“Heh heh… For you. I’m sorry.”

Even speaking seemed difficult.

It was safe to say that he was already dead.

The body seemed to speak.

I matched my gaze with him who was zazen.

and asked

“What do you mean?”

“Because I took… yours… and threw them away.”

“…”

intercepted.

What am I saying now?

I thought about it, but couldn’t figure it out.

Is it a conscience or a certainty?

It was hard to make a face, so there was no expression at all.

“Sorry…hey.”

but.

“Can I… be a god?”

I nodded as I watched Demetri speak with difficulty.

“I will.”

That was the least I could do, and at the same time it was malicious.

slip.

With Demetri’s eyes closed.

fault! Demetri’s body bursts like a drop of water and turns into light, adding the final decoration to the dim holy relic.

The moment the holy relic is about to be completed.

“I’m sorry, Demitri. You…”

I raised the energy of the remnant and completely covered the relic.

“You will not become a god.”

my gray

I will color this as mine too.