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Episode 567: If you run away now, you can survive. (4)

"Ugh!"

The other priest, sensing something unusual, quickly dodged to the side.

Only then did he realize.

"Ugh, when… … ."

The fact that his side was also cut long.

Fortunately, he did not die. The priest raised his spirits and sealed the wound.

His side was cut in half. If the attack had gone a little deeper, his body would have been split in two.

Julian stared blankly at the priest.

'It's still not enough.'

The rank of the priest who ran away was slightly higher than that of the dead priest. That was why he could not be killed in one go.

Julian had already cut a superman in half in the past. Although he was quite exhausted from running away and had let his guard down while dealing with Julian, a superman was still a superman.

The fact that one of the weaker half-priests survived meant that Yulien had not yet reached a level that he was satisfied with.

Even now, it seems like an absurd level to others.

"You, who are you… … ."

The priest held his side and asked in a trembling voice.

Julian did not answer and moved his sword again.

Scratch!

"Kwaaah!"

One of the priest's arms was cut off. He had managed to avoid it.

In fact, the priest did not sense anything and avoid it. He simply moved his body instinctively the moment his opponent raised his sword.

Julian took up his sword again.

"… … ."

Certainly, the opponent was superior to the dead one. As a result, much more mana was consumed.

This is because the technique itself consumes a significant amount of mana. This part will also need to be improved in the future.

Julian focused a little more and swung his sword into the air.

Squat.

The third time he couldn't avoid it and the priest lost his neck.

Julian rode on without even looking at her.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

He glanced at the Artrode cavalry running to both sides, then raised his sword to his opposite shoulder.

As if gathering strength, Yulien maintained that stance for a moment, then quickly swung his sword horizontally in a large motion.

Paaak!

The absurd happened again.

Those in the middle of the Artrode Army's ranks suddenly fell down with their bodies cut off.

Heeeeeeling!

Horses fell and mutilated corpses fell to the ground.

"Uh-huh-huh!"

The cavalrymen running from behind stopped in shock at the sight.

"Hey, what is this?"

The middle of both lines was cut off. They were all killed by an unknown attack.

As a result, only the cavalry in the front row were running. Only then did the cavalry of the Allied Forces spread out and move to engage the enemies.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

Julian rode his horse quickly towards the enemy general.

Count Srouk shouted as he saw him approaching. His face turned pale as he witnessed the power of Yulien, who was doubtful whether he was really human.

"Hey, wizard! That guy! Kill him first!"

The wizards were startled and released their magic fields, all of them extending their hands forward.

They too knew that something ridiculous was happening.

They poured out all their magical power without sparing any effort in the face of the rapidly approaching fear.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The horse, wrapped in Julian's blue magic, moved at incredible speed.

Yulien, who had become close to the wizards in an instant, swung his sword greatly in the air.

Scratch!

For a moment, the wizards looked dumbfounded.

"uh?"

"Magic… … why?"

"You cut the magic power?"

The magic that was about to be activated by twisting the laws of this world was rendered ineffective. This was because the flow of magical power that was being used was cut off.

Magic is when a wizard perfects a spell based on his knowledge and magical power and implements it into reality.

Therefore, before the spell is activated, magic is nothing more than the will of the magician. Even magic sealing is ultimately about dissolving the magic spell that has been activated.

But Yulien cut what he could not see and cut. It was natural for the wizards to be astonished.

"Uh, uh, this, this is… … ."

The wizards were confused and could not take any action, even though Yulien took up his sword again.

Squat.

The wizards' necks fell off. The magical power they had gathered was roughly released into the air.

'It was a success.'

In times of war, magicians are dangerous because if they are not properly stopped, friendly forces will inevitably suffer great losses.

That's why Julian kept wondering how he could stop the magic.

It's not hard to approach and kill them quickly. However, if you're even a little late and the magic activates, your soldiers will take damage.

As he was thinking about it, he came up with a method.

He can channel mana to his will. It is thanks to this that he can cut down enemies across space.

'then....'

If you have a firm will, can't you overcome anything?

Even though it is just a concept that does not physically exist.

I felt like I could do it. No, I even felt like I had already done it.

So I did it, and it worked.

'Not yet... ... Around 4th to 5th circle... ... .'

As the wizards' realm increases, their will also becomes stronger. It seems that it will be a bit difficult to deal with wizards starting from the 6th circle.

In addition, more mana was consumed than usual. After destroying an infantry unit, Yulien's mana was now less than half.

The techniques he used required a tremendous amount of mana.

But that's okay. I gained new insight today and found a way to improve.

Slowly, slowly.

Count Srouk shivered as he watched Julian slowly approaching.

At first I didn't know who it was, but when I saw his face, I knew him. I had checked his portrait several times.

'The Prince of Turian.'

He was a superhuman rumored to have powers on par with the Duke of Fenris. He was wary of that, but that was all.

After all, the war couldn't be ended by just one superman.

'I thought the Duke of Fenris was the biggest obstacle… … .'

Duke Fenris was renowned as one of the most powerful men on the continent. He was considered to be not only a great warrior, but also an even greater warrior.

Still, I thought it was worth a try, since there were strong armies, superhumans, and strategists on this side.

They were so confident that they said they had to try to find out.

But the person in front of him was on a different level. He was using a power that the author couldn't understand.

"You bastard! Die!"

All of Count Srouk's knights rushed towards Yulien.

But as soon as Yulien swung his sword, his body was torn apart. Now, there was no one to stop him.

Count Srouk swallowed hard.

'The interest is… … .'

There are many strong people on this continent, but no one knows who is the strongest among them.

That is why the title of Best Swordsman on the Continent no longer exists.

But Count Srouk was now sure.

'Interest is truly the best sword on the continent.'

His mind was filled with confusion.

I felt like kneeling and bowing my head before that mighty being.

Count Srouk was more scared than the soldiers. He had reached a much higher level than the soldiers, so he could see more.

Ugh!

But Count Srouk soon gritted his teeth. How could he be so frightened as to submit to the enemy!

Dagdak, dagdak, dagdak.

Julian approached slowly and looked at Count Srouk.

Count Srouk looked at Julianne who had come closer and took a deep breath.

'Those eyes.'

At first glance, I didn't feel any emotion. But as I continued to watch, there was something that strangely touched my heart.

Those abyss-like eyes seemed to contain a darkness he could never understand.

The moment he felt that, Count Srouk felt goosebumps.

'What are we… … fighting now?'

No matter how strong and outstanding Duke Fenris was, a fight with him was ultimately a fight with a human.

That's why I racked my brain to find a way to win and decided to settle the score.

But the person in front wasn't like that.

'monster....'

No, even the word monster couldn't properly describe it. It was something that was human but not human.

Who can handle that ridiculous power? Maybe the author alone can end this fight?

Does war and the military really have meaning in front of the author?

The overwhelming power of Yulien filled Count Srouk with indescribable fear.

But I couldn't just stick my neck out because I was scared.

Unlike other legion commanders, he was a devout believer of the Salvation Church. He was ready to give up his life for the church at any time.

Count Srouk jumped down from his horse and fell back.

'This life, for the church!'

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Suddenly, a black aura rose up from his body.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

His body began to twist and swell in grotesque ways.

"Ugh!"

A holy warrior created from the secrets of the Salvation Church. Once he unleashes his power, he will surely die.

However, it can generate power several times stronger than its original strength.

He is also an accomplished knight who has just gained powers approaching superhuman levels.

"Death… … people… … all."

I didn't think I would win. I just thought I could help my team by inflicting even a small wound.

"Kuaaaah!"

Count Srouk lowered his body with a beast-like roar.

The moment he was about to jump out with explosive power in his legs.

Julian swung his sword lightly.

Squat.

Bam.

The head of Count Srouk, who had turned into a paladin, fell to the ground.

Paaaaah!

The black energy that had taken over his body quickly escaped, having nowhere to go.

Eventually, Count Srouk's body shrank and he collapsed.

"Temple Warrior."

Julian muttered to himself uncharacteristically.

I had seen her a few times during the old Turian civil war. But meeting Giselle gave me a different feeling.

The way the Paladins used their power was different from that of the Priests. Rather, it felt similar to the way Giselle used her power.

"… … ."

Julian, who had been looking down at Count Srouk's corpse in silence for a moment, turned his head.

Kwaaaaang!

The friendly cavalry was pushing back the Artrode cavalry.

The moment the middle ranks were broken, the cavalry in the rear ranks could not move properly.

There weren't many people running in front.

The Artrode army was far smaller in number to begin with. They were helpless against the attacks of the Allied cavalry.

"Eww!"

"Get in line!"

"in action!"

Although the commanders of the Artrode Army shouted from all sides, it was difficult to raise the mobility that had already fallen.

The 6th Legion of the Arthrodians, whose ranks were completely shattered, fell one by one and were completely destroyed. Almost none of them escaped.

Despite their recent victories, they were defeated without inflicting any damage on the Allied forces.

It was only natural since Julian had eliminated all the dangers on his own.

"… … ."

Julian, who had been quietly looking at the corpses, turned his head again.

Dark was flying towards us.

"Huh, huh, I found it! It's quite a distance away, and I think they'll come this way too."

Julian nodded.

The scale of the friendly forces' casualties was not small. It was a difficult battle to win with just the forces we had now.

I expected that there would be other legions linking up with them based on the traces. Jiselle also said that it was possible.

The enemy's purpose was also obvious. Jiselle had deliberately used a spy to spread false information.

'… … This is unpleasant.'

Other people have been fighting together, thinking they are on the same side.

The spy was as good as betraying their hearts.

At that thought, Julian felt a little uncomfortable for the first time since joining the Allied Forces.

It was unfamiliar. Did I still have the heart to care about such things?

Maybe it's because of the painful memories of being rejected by everyone during his childhood.

Maybe it was because they felt a sense of kinship in working together to save the Allied Forces and the people.

perhaps....

Dark's voice broke his thoughts.

"Ugh! Julian, I don't think I can go much further."

Dark 28 had shrunk considerably. This was because his magical power was gradually decreasing as he became more active.

It was inevitable. Dark's clone needed Giselle to replenish his magical power in order to survive.

Suddenly, Julian wondered if he could also replenish his magical power. Somehow, he felt like he could.

"Just stay still for a moment."

"Why? I am a being who cannot stay still for even a moment. Because the world will not leave me alone!"

Julian ignored Dark and just grabbed his torso.

"Eek! You insolent bastard! Can't you let me go right now!"

Julian slowly poured his energy into Dark. The alien energy soon left Dark's body.

But Julian did not stop. He put his will into becoming one with the Dark energy.

At some point, Dark's body began to grow bigger and bigger.

"Huh? Huh? What is it?"

Dark was left bewildered.

He can only be made up of the master's energy, because they have become one in consciousness and his own energy is also possessed by Jiselle.

But slowly, the exhausted energy was being replenished.

"Wow, whoa! What's wrong with Julien? What are you!"

Seeing Dark, who was more powerful than he had expected, Yulien stopped gathering energy.

"Okay."

"How did you do it! Huh? Why does this work? Huh? This doesn't make sense?"

"let's go."

Julian didn't explain. He just put his will into it because he thought it would work.

And it really happened. It was as if Dark's energy had been one with him originally.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

Julian and the Allied Forces moved on to the next location. They had not exerted much force, so they only needed time for the horses to rest for a while.

Dark sat on Yulienne's shoulder and chatted.

"Wow! This is really amazing! What can't Julien do? Ugly? Uncool? Clumsy? Can't he do those things? I can do them."

"… … ."

"By the way, this feeling is really amazing. It feels like we were originally one! You said you felt comfortable when you were with me. Weren't we lovers in our past lives?"

"… … ."

"Listen. I used to be in the body of a brat named Edwin! It was comfortable back then too… … ."

Dark chattered nonstop. He was on par with Claude in terms of talkativeness.

"… … ."

Julian didn't respond, just ignored it.

For just a moment, I felt like I had done it for nothing