Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 368

#368. Are you determined?

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‘You’re a kid who doesn’t know the subject.’

The moment he heard Limon say he would kill himself.

Branga felt ridiculed rather than angry.

‘I’m still immature.’

It would not have been enough even if he took advantage of his panic and launched a wave of attacks without rest.

Laughing at Limon’s stupidity for giving himself time to react coldly while taking care of Hasneti and Rose, having become so arrogant that he only ate one.

Branga thought.

At this point, I will definitely kill Limon.

‘Good. I had no intention of leaving my first wife’s concubine alive anyway.’

Of course, he showed a little rudeness against Limon, such as losing a thousand summons and almost cutting his neck.

But in the end, it’s only because of your carelessness.

If you do everything in your power, mere ‘humans’ will never be your opponent.

Branga had no doubts, and that’s why he was able to laugh triumphantly while watching Limon swing his sword.

Chow! Puck Wooddeuk!

“What are you doing! Are you behind it? I’ll catch you soon!”

But at this very moment.

There was no smile left on Branga’s face.

Instead, only nervousness, mystery, anger, and frustration were engraved.

It wasn’t careless.

Gather summons and form squares.

After strengthening all abilities with skills.

It is a summoned animal with sensory system characteristics and detects movement.

Such as spraying a wide range of mucus or cobweb fog to block movement.

Because he was fighting Limon with all his might this time.

Branga’s leadership, which treats thousands of summoned beasts like limbs and demonstrates their characteristics to the fullest, was truly admirable, befitting the reputation of a summoning lord.

One problem.

Even so, they couldn’t catch Limon.

‘What the hell is this kid?’

Branga gritted his teeth.

The summoned beast of the heat is cut at once.

If you send Baek’s summons, it will sneak away.

If a pincer attack is ordered, each one will be defeated, and if an encirclement is ordered, they will break through and attack the back before the encirclement is completed.

Even if it’s a mobile battle, it will jump one step ahead and if you try to attack from a distance, it will avoid other summoned creatures as a shield in advance.

Any command is useless.

No, it went beyond that, to the point where I felt like the situation was getting worse the more I gave command.

Even more upsetting was that it wasn’t the first time he’d felt this way.

‘If you think about it, Senette was like this too.’

what are you aiming for

whatever command you give.

Branga’s face twisted as she recalled Limon’s method of thoroughly digging into loopholes as if he had read his mind.

‘What’s your foresight? Or do you really want to read the mind?’

If he had that ability, it would make sense for him to beat himself with Sennet.

The problem was that even taking that into account, I couldn’t understand Limon’s movements right now.

Unlike Senette, which is nothing more than a game, actual combat is a gamble between life and death among numerous variables.

see the future

read your mind

It is close to impossible to perfectly respond to all those variables.

But what about that move?

It’s not just reading your own commands.

Doesn’t it see through all the sights of so many summons and exquisitely dig into the blind spots?

Using a light movement such as taking a step or tilting the shoulder, you can use other summons as a shield and knock them down.

It was not something one could imitate knowing.

It was a movement that would have been possible for an old veteran after repeating over thousands of times to jump into the enemy camp alone, and it became as natural as breathing.

Of course, it was absolutely impossible for humans in that anyone would die if they did that a few times.

But how could that little boy do that?

It was almost incomprehensible.

Besides, that wasn’t the only thing that made Branga crazy.

blame blame blame!

“How many times do you think such a surprise attack will work… Gap!”

“It works several times.”

“Aww!!!”

The moment when Limon wants to take three steps.

Branga, who had been replaced with a summoned beast from the top of his head to the groin, gnashed his teeth.

It wasn’t just this time.

heart stabbing

The body is cut into thirty pieces.

Such as having your head crushed by the back of a knife.

The number of times he’d been nearly killed by Limon in all sorts of ways was already uncountable on one hand.

Of course, Branga also tried her best to stop it, whether it was protecting herself with a powerful summon, changing its location quickly, or making it impossible to step.

It was a futile outburst.

No matter how much he interfered, Limon took three steps.

After taking three steps, nothing could stop his sword.

‘Why is that damn kid never getting tired?’

Branga felt nervous.

Limon, who can replace death with a summoned beast, and Limon, who faces the summoned beasts unscathed.

At first glance, their fight looks like the Middle Ages.

But Branga knew.

The disadvantage is that you are yourself.

His summons were numerous, but not infinite.

On the other hand, Limon didn’t show signs of getting tired even though he had already cut down over a thousand summoned beasts as if he had infinite power.

It was inevitable that he would be pushed back as the number of summons decreased as the fight continued.

Of course, Branga still had a spleen, but anxiety continued to consume him like poison.

As if he was afraid that even his spleen number would not work for Limon.

‘…Are you afraid?’

That moment.

Branga raised her eyes.

‘Me who got the protection of the stars? Only humans?’

The springs of humiliation and shame.

The fact that he was afraid of a toy he believed he could play with at any time made him feel uncontrollable rage.

So it was.

The fact that Branga grabbed the summoned beast next to her.

Wood deok!

That moment.

The summoner’s body is distorted.

Twisted, compressed and condensed at the end.

In the end, the whole body changed into a thin rod-like shape twisted in a spiral around the line from the top of the head to the tips of the toes.

That is ?Gungnir?.

The number of secrets he created to overcome the disadvantage of the summoner’s lack of fighting power.

It was the identity of the power that even defeated Hasneti and Rose, who dealt fatal blows by using summoned beasts for one-time use.

But he couldn’t throw the spear easily.

It was because I wasn’t sure that even this Gungnir, who was alive and pursuing the enemy on his own, would be able to hit the cunning yet nimble Limon.

I was thinking about what to do to feed Limon this blow.

Branga’s eyes suddenly flashed.

And suddenly, [Gungnir] was fired with all its might.

Not towards Limon.

Rather the opposite, to put it bluntly.

It was the only place where Limon, rampaging among the monsters, avoided and moved, towards the injured Rose and Hasneti.

What happened after that was as I thought.

Limon stopped wandering among the summoned beasts and appeared in front of the two princesses.

‘You idiot!’

Kwakwagwagwang!

The moment Branga laughed at that foolishness and clenched her fists.

[Gungnir], which Limon had just swung his sword and cut down, exploded and spewed out hot blasts.

That is the true value of [Gungnir].

It was the ability to amplify the abilities and characteristics of a summoned person hundreds of times and pour them out in one blow.

Even though he was exhausted, that’s why he was able to fatally wound Hasneti just by using a level 70 summon.

What’s more, the ones I’ve used now are level 90 summons.

It was a lethal blow that, if hit, could instantly kill even a monarch.

No matter how good Limon is at flying and crawling, he will die this time.

Branga had no doubts.

so the next moment.

I opened my eyes.

?Yam Dragon Sword Sword Dance

????? ??

France’s flowers bloom

profusely

.

Petals flutter in the air.

No, it’s not flowers that scatter, but sparks.

Every time the boy with his upper body exposed took a light step, the explosion faded.

Every time the sword held in that hand draws a soft curve, the flames that spread out fly along the tip of the sword.

It’s a dance rather than a swordsmanship.

Soft rather than brittle.

It’s smooth rather than fast.

Gorgeous yet serene.

A movement that seems to have no purpose whatsoever to show its efficiency to others.

That’s why it’s all the more wonderful to see the heat wave that can melt even cast iron fade away on its own at the tip of a knife and scatter like flower petals.

The figure of a boy brandishing a sword amidst fluttering flames is ecstatically beautiful, like a dancing dancer.

Rose and Hasneti too.

Brangado threw the spear.

Even mere monsters.

For a moment, he forgot that he was in the middle of a fight and had no choice but to stare blankly at the scene.

And so at last all the flames die out.

The moment when darkness came again like the stage where the curtain came down after the performance.

Limon moved his feet lightly.

one step.

two steps.

three steps.

And when Branga, who had lost her mind, realized the existence of a boy who had come right in front of her nose.

he was already cut

Chow ah!

Cracked skin.

splattered blood.

As if it had already been repeated several times, the sight unfolded again.

However, there were two things that were decidedly different in this scene from before.

One is that what Limon cut was not Branga’s neck, head, heart, or torso.

And another one…

“Kwaaaaaagh!”

…that Branga, who had endured any fatal wounds so far, was unable to switch positions with her summoned beast this time.

How much pain did you have?

Seeing him screaming with his left arm and right arm cut off by Hasneti earlier, Limon nodded.

“Was the trick to cut just enough to not die?”

It only lets you avoid death.

Limon nodded his head after realizing the loophole of [Gate of Life], which said that it would not activate for minor injuries.

Branga’s face contorted.

Because I know what will happen from now on.

And Limon’s words confirmed his despair.

“I was going to finish it neatly, but… it must be difficult.”

It is like estimating the amount of meat to be cut in front of the livestock to be slaughtered from now on.

Limon looked Branga up and down and continued with a shrug.

“Well, you can die in 100 pieces, so don’t worry.”

I don’t even think about going to heaven.

Branga, who was trembling at seeing Limon say something that didn’t feel at all safe, unknowingly shouted in haste.

“Wait a minute! Are you forgetting something?!”

“What are you forgetting?”

“It’s not just the Queen and the Earl who are here! If I put my mind to it, they’re all over!”

“Oh they?”

Only then did he seem to remember the Yeomryongdae and Changryongdae that fell with the two princesses.

Limon nodded.

And he said it calmly.

“Thank you for your concern, but I don’t think it’s necessary.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“That means that reinforcements have already gone.”

“What?”

“By the way, bro.”

Wood deok!

Maybe it’s because I heard something so unexpected.

He trampled Branga’s legs with his eyes wide open and crushed them with one foot.

Slashing the maddening summoned beasts with just a swing of the sword in one hand.

He pulled his hair and touched his eyes.

Limon smiled sweetly.

“Since you took hostages against me, you must have been prepared to cut me into a thousand pieces, right?”