Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 500

#500. wake up

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Kazenga Mbemba.

Commonly called the black mamba.

A level 87 duke-level player, he was one of the rising stars recently.

In just a few months, you’ve conquered 10% of Africa thanks to the victorious success of uniting several warlords.

Some even expected him to become the loser of Africa, connecting the ‘King of Paradise’ who disappeared after the last great war and the ‘Outlaw of the East’ who disappeared.

But at this very moment.

Kazenga was prostrate on the dark, musty basement floor, sweating.

It was a sight that his subordinates who knew him who reigned like a king in southern Africa would doubt their eyes.

It wasn’t enough.

Sicilian slayer Gioni.

Peirong, the head of the Six Federation.

Dutan, the pirate king of Southeast Asia.

As well as the heads of each of the notorious criminal organizations around the world.

The owner of a conglomerate with many secret gossips, an actor who became famous in a short time, and even the head of a new religion who makes huge donations.

Dozens of seemingly unrelated people lay down like servants.

They have three things in common.

One is that the player is over level 70.

The second is that he is actually an executive of a specific organization.

The third is what kind of mission has been assigned.

“Is this all…?”

“Yes, Mr. Wanderer.”

A slender woman who was covering her face with a black hood in the toxic darkness even in a dark secret room.

He is the one who gave the mission.

The ghost of the 2nd rank of the Liberation Brigade.

Wanderer listened to Gajenga’s answer and slowly lowered his head.

and what they collected and dedicated.

In other words, he murmured while looking at the box containing a pile of blood-colored jewels smaller than a fingernail and with a dull glow.

“I should have had enough time, but why did I only collect this? Are you ignoring me as a newcomer?”

“I’m never like that…!”

Fuck!

Kazenga froze.

It was because the head of Dutan, who had casually spat out an excuse, was smashed.

“I’m talking…”

How could an incompetent subordinate dare to interrupt what he was saying?

Hearing Wanderer’s gloomy muttering while looking at Dutan’s corpse, Kazenga and other middle-ranking officers of the Liberation Brigade lowered their heads even more.

And I thought.

It’s a damn thing.

‘Damn it, why did you recruit that crazy bitch as a specter!’

Of course, the Liberation Brigade is a criminal organization.

In particular, among the specters, sane ones were rare.

However, not only Labyrinth, who is said to be the most ruthless among the 12 ghosts, but also Berserker, who was notorious for going wild at times, kept the minimum level.

Killing a valuable executive just for interfering with a word.

Even as a Kazenga who had seen all sorts of criminals and lunatics, he couldn’t help but be fed up.

But I couldn’t resist.

In the liberation brigade, the order is absolute.

It wasn’t just a specter, there was no one who could go against the will of the second-ranked woman.

“you.”

“….”

“The black guy over there won’t answer…? Shall I kill you?”

“yes? Are you talking about that?!”

“Okay, explain why you only collected this.”

You killed me for making an excuse a while ago, and now you’re asking for an excuse.

While shuddering at the madness, Kazenga tried to answer as rationally as possible.

“Honestly, we didn’t have enough time and manpower.”

“So you’re saying our ghosts did something wrong by mobilizing key personnel for this operation?”

“Oh no! We had to work hard enough to make up for the lack of manpower, but it also means that our efforts were not enough!”

“okay…?”

It seems to be satisfied.

After nodding slowly.

Wanderer murmured in a low voice.

“At least it’s fortunate that he’s not incompetent…”

“Yes, it’s all because of us lacking. So if you give me a little more time, I will definitely make up for it!”

While swearing in her heart, Kazenga answered loyally, banging her head on the floor.

I didn’t know if I hesitated a little bit here, the next person to break my head would be myself.

“it’s okay.”

“yes?”

“I don’t have time anymore…”

But Wanderer ignored it.

Seeing him tremble and servilely plead for himself, it seemed that his anger was all over.

I only raised one hand.

“I don’t need you any more anyway.”

“What is that…?”

I couldn’t finish the question while going to kajeng.

The moment Wanderer waved the bloody quill in the air.

Because change has begun.

Ugh.

on the floor where you were lying.

in the walls surrounding it on all sides.

and from the ceiling above.

A blood-colored magic circle appeared with a bright glow.

Seeing this, Kazenga and the other executives who were lying on the floor widened their eyes.

Of course, they weren’t witches or priests, so they didn’t know the exact principle of the magic circle.

But he knew only the result.

Because that’s what they’ve been using all over the world.

At the same time they realized

The real reason why Wanderers gathered themselves together, which was rarely gathered together because they were made up of point organizations.

“Oh no…!”

Like a high-level player, the officers responded quickly.

who tried to beg

who tried to attack her.

The one who tried to escape using skill.

Unfortunately, it was a futile struggle.

It was because, from the moment they entered this place, Wanderer had already prepared everything so that whatever they did would be useless.

“You’ve worked hard so far.”

And…

Kwajik Kwajik!

bones and flesh ripped apart.

Blood and despair splattered.

A desperate scream colored the darkness.

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trudged.

“Is it over?”

“Don’t ask me for granted…”

Across the long dark passage.

The remnant of the Liberation Brigade, with only three members left, greeted her when she opened the door.

Wanderer held out a box to the third-ranked magician.

Sigh.

Magician opened the box.

And he quietly admired the blood-colored jewels that were the size of acorns and had vivid brilliance.

“Excellent.”

“But it’s still not enough… because those incompetent things aren’t doing their job properly.”

“I can’t blame them. Time was short, and the response of the Seven Dragons was quicker than expected.”

Magician muttered quietly.

In order to help the ally resurrect the demon, they offered a huge sacrifice.

It was thanks to him that he was able to lead Limon to Russia as Wanderer had planned and concentrate on capturing the fifth Seven Arcs.

But because of that, I’ve almost exhausted the offerings I’ve been collecting for years.

Even if the remaining officers were rolled as much as possible to collect the offerings again, the amount was inevitably insufficient.

In particular, the Seven Dragons were a problem.

Of course, he tracked down the Liberation Brigade all over the world.

It was more difficult than expected to collect the sacrifices because the chaos they had caused by all sorts of means was resolved faster than expected.

That’s why they had no choice but to use the last resort.

“Above all, comrades deserve to be commended for their final efforts by giving their own lives to provide sacrifices.”

“joy…. I should be grateful for turning useless things into useful ones…”

A high-level player with a name.

In particular, the desperate despair and betrayal that spread until the end of them became a good sacrifice.

When the magician is silent while watching the laughing wanderer.

The door on the opposite side of the one she had just entered opened slowly.

profit.

That moment.

Magician immediately lowered his head.

Even Wanderer, albeit one beat late, got his stance up.

It was because there was only one person who would appear here other than themselves.

“welcome.”

“The preparations are over…”

An existence that even two people with the power of the absolute class cannot dare to pay homage to.

The founder of the Liberation Brigade.

The ghost of rank 1.

Ruler did not bother to accept the greetings of the two.

I just sat down on a seat on one side of the wide space and gestured lightly.

“You mean start…?”

“…”

“It could fail because there are fewer offerings than expected.”

“…”

“…if that’s the captain’s will, okay.”

Although she always laughed at other ghosts.

Even against a ruler who only chins up, Wanderer did not dare to show his dissatisfaction.

They just poured bloody jewels onto the altar that had been prepared in the middle of the wide space.

charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

right after that.

Disappear like jewels melting.

Instead, the altar was stained with blood.

The light that spreads around the altar filled the wide space and drew a complex pattern.

Similar to the one that swallowed the souls of executives.

However, Wanderer smiled coldly as he saw the magic circle that gave off much more ominous energy.

‘They were incompetent, but they were useful at the end…’

Although the mission to collect the sacrifices was not done properly, the officers of the Liberation Brigade did an excellent job with another mission.

satisfied with that fact.

Wanderer took out Faust’s quill and opened his mouth in a grim voice.

“Wanderer in Descent of the Constellation II.”

Brilliant starlight permeates.

his own face is distorted.

In the overflowing energy that seems to explode.

Wanderer wielded Faust’s quill and continued.

“You are the one who wishes.”

“Many of you.”

“I am the one who received the protection of the stars.”

“As ruler over all death, I command.”

“—wake up.”

yes.

That moment.

A change has happened.

The magic circle that covered all sides flickered and flickered, and the altar vibrated.

‘As expected, it’s amazing…’

It’s something I’ve already experienced.

However, Wanderer smiled bleakly at the result, which came so easily compared to the past, when he suffered so much.

Faust’s quill.

It was thanks to the power of the treasure, the most ominous of the Seven Arcs, that was helping her.

So Wanderer happily opened his mouth again.

“—wake up.”

Ugh.

Vibration happened again.

As expected, the power of the Seven Arcs also has a limit.

After only two taps, I felt dizzy and my body’s energy was rapidly sucked out.

It wasn’t just energy.

The power that keeps living things alive.

Even things that could be called longevity or vitality were being sucked in together to fill the lack of power.

But Wanderer didn’t stop.

I just gritted it and cried out again.

“—wake up!”

Whoops.

stronger vibrations.

crying at the same time

Wanderer vomited a handful of blood.

The strength enhanced by the cheat-like skill [Advent of the Constellation], the efficacy of the Seven Arcs, and even the black magic that sacrificed the blood of the demon god and even the lifespan.

This is because even for her now, who gained transcendental power by using all of that, this was her limit.

So she cried out

“Magician!”

“…The Magician of Descent of the Constellation III.”

Magician did not reject the request.

It seemed like he was preparing in advance.

I use Descent to change my appearance.

He just took out his Seven Arcs.

And so, the moment Magician’s Seven Arcs knocked on the air.

Ugh!

“Cuck!”

Another vibration occurs.

Wanderer even shed bloody tears along with fresh blood like a waterfall.

The magician also groaned and knelt down.

‘Is this the limit…?’

Wanderer gritted his teeth.

Having already given her placenta life, she had no strength to pull it out any more.

No matter how much he had Seven Arcs, he couldn’t expect any more help from a magician who didn’t have a commanding skill in the first place.

Even though I prepared so thoroughly.

When Wanderer swallows resentment at not being able to use even half of what he prepared in the end.

Ruler, who had been silently watching the scene, raised one hand.

Najik opened his mouth.

“?Descent of the Constellation?.”

yes.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

Wanderer held his breath.

Magician at most once.

Even myself was limited to 3 times.

This is because the ruler vibrated five times with just one gesture.

‘This is the No. 1 ranking…’

Even after seeing it, I was astonished at the unbelievable majesty.

Anyway, the moment Wanderer activated his skill with a bleak smile at the fact that he was finally able to use everything he had prepared.

“Resurrection.”

Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

centered on the center.

9 foundations everywhere.

All of them are shattered.

The nine bloody pillars that rose up each time the vibration rang were united.

It has a distinct human form.

The one who woke up with a serious face was a samurai dressed in loose clothing and carrying a sword.

The one with a neat smile is Sainte wearing a nun’s uniform and armor and holding a sword engraved with flower patterns.

Silently putting their palms together was a brown-skinned monk wearing only a shabby monk’s robe without a single accessory.

The one who burst into laughter was a cowboy wearing a jacket full of knives and carrying two pistols.

The one with a blood-red spear whirled around was a pale-faced Voivode clad in a black cloak.

The one who stood up was an Assassin wearing bandages from fingertips to toes and wearing a hood.

The one who accidentally broke his neck was a young soldier (Soldat) with a thin sword that would break if he touched it.

The one who stretched out was an Indian girl wearing a feather hat and thin leather clothing and carrying two curved daggers.

And…

the silver-haired Empress (??????) in a pure white uniform with bandages covering her eyes like a blind man with her head up quietly.

“Whoop whoop.”

One of the Seven Great Lords.

Among the absolute skills that go against the laws of the world, he has the worst cheat ability in that he can work even stronger beings than himself.

The Commanding Lord (????) collapsed and poured out blood, but he burst into madness as he watched it.

“Ahahahahaha!”

That…

the end of the Liberation Brigade.

The fate of the world is twisted.

The Nine Absolutes are resurrected.

It was the moment when the era of heroes, the worst time in human history, was reopened.