Overpowered Sword
Chapter 269

Overpowered Sword Chapter 269

Level up with a sword (269)

The moment the lance charging of two beings collided in the sky, a huge shock wave exploded and blew away the fog around them.

Only then was Leon able to clearly see the ghost knight.

The resentment and fraud overflowing from various parts of the old and broken armor, and the fighting spirit and desire to win beyond the eyes that glowed like blue flames, were like a lantern attracting flying insects.

The most threatening thing of all was the tip of the lance.

“Ugh!”

Gently twirling the blade, the storm spear shattered the starlight spear half a beat ahead.

In terms of stabbing proficiency, he is several levels higher than Leon.

It was a technique that allowed me to feel that right away.

There was no question as to which was better at stabbing: the longsword or the lance. A master of lance charging whose only goal is to pierce the opponent is the pinnacle of stabbing.

Fortunately, the Storm Spear scattered as soon as it finished destroying it, as if it had run out of strength.

‘The output of was higher. That’s why even though you were outsmarted, you couldn’t reach me…!’

If the ghost knight’s output had been equal to or higher than his, he might have suffered great damage.

Although it was only a first strike in an exploration war, I was too careless.

You dare to challenge the Spear Master head-on by stabbing him?

It was an unavoidable choice to compete with the density of power, but it would have been more effective to step aside and cut him off. After thinking that far, Leon began to doubt his own judgment.

“Why did you use the stab?”

It is an incomprehensible choice.

When did I say that I would be as self-reliant as possible in my battle style of pushing through power, but now I’m repeating the same mistake again?

Just as he was about to think more,

“ᥤᥤᥤᥤᥤᥤᥤᥴ——!!”

The ghost knight charged forward with a terrible roar.

Whoops!

The first attack is the most dangerous.

As soon as Leon figured out the trajectory, he attempted a counterattack by striking the lance from the side, sending the stabbing target flying into the air.

In air combat, speed is more important than destructive power.

At relative speed, not at absolute speed.

Just being half a beat ahead of your opponent is enough.

Go go go go!

The Ghost Knight is also not an average bet.

As soon as he returns the lance he had thrown forward, he catches the slash from his side, shakes it once, bounces it off, and steps back.

The speed of this wyvern was faster than expected.

About 10 meters can be covered in a blink of an eye.

The ghost knight came in front of me again and fired a series of stabs.

‘Grows, uvula, heart, philtrum, abdomen, right clavicle, left chest.’

Leon saw through it without any error and countered.

Kaang! Kang! Kagagak! Kang!

Unlike the Ghost Knight, which moves forward and backward, possibly due to the unique habit of lance charging, Leon’s “Icarus Wing” was free.

Auror’s wings composed of telekinesis.

As he changes his direction of momentum at the same time as he thinks, no matter how quick the Bone Wyvern is, he is one step behind. So, Leon was able to push his opponent even though it was a battle between spear and sword.

As the ghost knight gradually retreats, the power of the lance decreases.

Stinging is something that eventually has to move on.

I am not at all afraid of the spear’s thrust as I start to back away.

‘Cut.’

Leon, who took the initiative, immediately developed five intentions.

Light gathers around the blade and begins to draw a parabola of a slash that can even split a cloud in two.

Cut this piece into two halves.

With that in mind, the holy sword raised shined like the noon sun. The output and durability of

the Grand Chariot

Ghost Knight are not that great.

His spearmanship skills are at a level he has never experienced before, and the swirling movements he makes while riding a monster like a wyvern are unique.

If you force a head-on confrontation and force it, it will end quickly.

〈Dube〉’s vertical slash explodes in one hit.

Lance

of Vortex Headwind

The wraith knight’s lance secretly drew a circle.

It was a movement so subtle and quiet that even Leon, who was facing him from the front, could not tell.

The purpose was quickly revealed.

A whirlwind appeared behind Leon’s back as he was about to hit him vertically.

“What?!”

The response itself was quick.

Leon immediately canceled “Dube” and deployed “Icarus Wing” at full power, soaring nearly 1 kilometer and escaping from the whirlpool that appeared behind him.

Kugwagwagwagwa!!

A vortex that appeared in the place where Leon had been staying just a moment ago tore the entire area apart. Fierce and rough. Even considering the cloak’s defensive power, it was such a destructive force that serious injury could not have been avoided.

“Damn, I just brushed it.”

What is running down your spine is not cold sweat, but blood.

Even though I left at full speed, my skin was peeled off in the aftermath.

Even though it was just a wave transmitted through a cloak.

It’s nothing more than a scratch, worse than a bruise, but it’s a good thing that it’s brought me back to my senses.

El Cid chuckled.

[Have you come to your senses?]

“Hey, you knew from the beginning, right?”

[of course. But if I teach you everything, what meaning will there be in your practical experience? You have to realize something after experiencing it once and overcoming it.]

“You say it in a plausible way, but your attitude is not like that at all!”

Leon zigzagged his body to avoid the lance that rose up from under his feet and glared in the direction of the ghost knight.

“Anyway, you’re interfering with my mind. Didn’t the ‘originator’s stigmata’ block mental attacks? “It was an impulse so strong that I couldn’t escape it even though I felt uncomfortable.”

[What is the difference in method?]

“Difference in method?”

“Yes,” El Cid said with a sigh.

[If that guy had directly interfered with your mind, the effect wouldn’t have occurred. Because the ‘Stigmata of the Originator’ almost completely nullifies the deception conveyed from the outside.]

“But?”

[It means that we can block all moves that directly pull you in, but we cannot block moves that force you to walk away on your own. That can aroused your voluntary will and moved according to its own intention. Rather than thinking about it, it seems closer to instinct.]

“It’s voluntary will.”

Leon guessed something from those words.

‘Looking at that ghost knight, my composure was shaken. There was no need to focus on a head-to-head match, but they insisted on a battle of strength.’

I felt my blood boiling as I was swayed by the desire to win.

I’ve experienced it many times before, but it’s never been so intense that it makes me forget my reason as it is now.

The ghost knight must have incited it.

[This guy is different from the Death Knight. In Tartarus, a dead man who has rotted for hundreds and thousands of years and is left with nothing but pure resentment. Only the fundamental impulse remains and its influence is dissipating. According to my sense, he must be a duel fanatic.]

A world of lance charging where life and death are crossed with a single clash.

It was not uncommon for a warrior who had shed blood and accumulated enough karma to become an Auror Master there to have an inherent cruel nature.

Even though he killed countless enemies and innocent people and was imprisoned in Tartarus for eternity for his crimes, he could not forget them all. Even his ego had long since collapsed, so he couldn’t even say his own name, but that was probably why he ran out of prison.

Fight your enemy and have a duel that determines life and death!

“…Are you saying I was driven by that impulse?”

[It may be a grudge, but the fundamental karma of a warrior is that any warrior who is close to blood and death has no choice but to stumble over it at least once.] When I

took a few steps back and looked at him, he was a mass of murderous intent and resentment so thick that it made me sick.

I don’t know how I could see that as a warrior with a strong desire to win.

Leon felt the disgusting struggle of his soul.

I want to stab you to death, I want to stab you to death – the soul of a wicked person going crazy. These are people for whom even the possibility of relief disappeared long ago. As per the request I received from Cerberus, I punish him.

“ᥢᥒᥡᥑᥠᥤᥔᥦᥖᥧᥳᥴ? ᥖᥧᥧᥘᥙᥛᥜᥭᥭ!”

Lance is brought in while asking if you enjoyed it too.

Even though he couldn’t understand the language, Leon seemed to understand the meaning, so he gritted his molars as hard as he could and growled.

“I was just going to have some fun from now on, you damn bastard.”

The difference in skill is obvious.

The compatibility was also good.

His mental interference no longer works, and the death aura can be nullified with the stigmata and solar aura he possesses. Although his spear skills were quite excellent, Leon’s sword skills were even better.

Although he may have been influenced by the ghost knight’s impulses, it was not a particularly difficult opponent for Leon, who had regained his skills.

“—I’ll throw you back at the bottom of Tartarus.”

Leon, who had deployed “Icarus Wings,” rushed forward again.

As if responding to the charge, the ghost knight ran as hard as he could, but unlike the first time, there was no head-on battle.

Leon’s sword, which broke away just in time, flashed.

Tsk tsk!

As one of the Bone Wyvern’s wings is cut off, the Ghost Knight loses his balance for a moment and stops in the air.

That was enough.

As soon as he passed the guy, Leon turned around and swung his sword.

Grand Chariot

Eclipse

Dubhe

From heaven to earth.

The sword struck vertically and cut him in two.

This time, it was accurate, without any misses or misses.

—!!

With a silent scream, the ghost knight loses its identity and flows somewhere.

Naturally, the destination was decided.

An imprint engraved on the soul of a sinner.

Tartarus, a prison after death that forces atonement for eternity.

“Don’t ever crawl out again, scum.”

Leon just spat out phlegm while looking at his dead horse.

It was the ending of the first prison escapee I encountered.

* * *

The battle with the ghost knight was only just beginning.

As soon as the first escaped convict was captured, those hiding in the depths of ‘Famous Song’ began to act. Most of them probably thought that being caught was a death sentence, so they crawled out to make their last struggle.

Monsters who have lost most of their reason and intellect, and who only have their karma and instincts left in life, and who yearn for a bare shell of freedom.

We organize them one by one over the course of a week.

[Every single one of them was troublesome.]

I had to focus on defense for a whopping 10 minutes in front of Arachne’s colorful magic bombardment, which poured out five magic spells without chanting.

This monster wielded different types of weapons with his four arms, and his weapon skills in all weapons were at the expert level, so it was difficult to subdue him with just a sword.

If I hadn’t gotten used to it, I would have been seriously injured thanks to Karen, the werewolf who jumped out of the shadows without warning.

It would have been dangerous if he had never fought a high-ranking vampire in Rubena, a vampire whose sonic attack shook his internal organs.

“Well, it was training in many ways.”

There were many more, but this was all that remained in his memory.

The rest was worth doing.

Although I had a hard time with the unique fighting style, I never felt like I was going to lose or that it was dangerous. If their ego and reason had remained as clear as when they were alive, they would have been stronger, but if you observe those who run wild according to their instincts, their weaknesses and strengths are very clearly revealed.

Rodelin, who was moving ahead, suddenly stopped and said.

“Master Leon, from here on, my search magic won’t work at all. We urge caution.”

“Magic doesn’t work at all?”

“It disappears without being able to move even 1 meter from the point of your appearance.”

As if to prove her point, Rodelin spread her palm and fired a search spell, but the wave quickly dissipated.

As she said, it was an area where search magic did not work.

This is a situation I have never experienced before.

Although it was funny to look for common sense in the Four Major Demonic Sutras.

Leon thought for a moment.

“Once I go back… I wonder if it would be a waste of time. “It doesn’t seem wise to go any further.”

The invasion of Vritra was just around the corner. If you don’t use every minute and every second efficiently, you will end up shedding tears of blood.

If so, his options were decided.

“let’s go.”

“Yes Master.”

While dealing with the escaped convicts of Tartarus, I gained quite a bit of experience and accumulated karma, but it was not enough to reach my goal.

Grandmaster.

To reach that supreme state, even greater achievements were needed.

Leon and Rodelin have stepped into the land that is the beginning of “Tartaros,” the true heart of “The Famous Song.” An unpleasant feeling arises as if the soles of my shoes are sticking to the ground.

I tried hard to suppress the instinct that warned me to get out of here immediately, saying that the living should not enter.

Rodelin, who was not a living being, was still calm, but Leon’s complexion turned pale without his knowledge.

It was then.

Cooung.

A heavy sound and a spreading vibration rang out not far from where Leon and Rodelin stood.

It sounded like a large, heavy rock had fallen.

It wasn’t the noise of battle.

“Hmm, shall we take a look at it from afar?”

“We will collect observation information.”

They deviated from the straight path and took a side road. It wasn’t long before they were able to see what they were aiming for.

Leon’s intuition was accurate.

Did you think it was a big, heavy rock? It was as he said.

There was a very large rock and a man carrying it.

‘…What are you doing?’

The man was muscular. He was a man whose physique appeared to be over 2 meters tall and was full of muscles as strong as steel.

Strangely enough, he had a rock on his shoulder.

[Is he crazy?]

El Cid said something like that.

‘Most of the prison escapees in Tartarus had good taste, so that person might be like that too.’

[I’m a rock lover. I’ve seen a guy hit a tree, but this is his first time on a rock.]

‘What are you talking about?’

Leon let out a long sigh at that lame joke, then quickly blinked his eyes to express his astonishment.

has disappeared.

The man who was holding a rock in front of me just a few seconds ago.

“Εί μαι.”

Suddenly, behind his and Rodelin’s backs,

“…Σίσυφος.”

He laughed while pointing to himself in an unknown language.