Overgeared
Chapter 1539
Chepardea's tongue was very long. It could stretch out for a long distance even after wrapping around dozens of logs. It meant that the part of the tongue that was being wielded like a whip to squeeze Leraje's neck was but only a small part of it.
'I have lived long enough to see this. Croak.'
Chepardea's round eyes stared at the part of his tongue that was severed. It fell at Leraje's feet, flapped around like it was resentful, and messed up the carpet. It was like a big leech or a catfish.
'I didn't know I would see a world where the aloof Sword Saint would come and go from hell. Croak.'
Chepardea was Baal's subordinate and had lived for a long time. He wasn't comparable to the three evils of the beginning or the single digit great demons, but at the very least, he had experienced the fall of the previous world and the beginning of this world. Naturally, he had witnessed several Sword Saints and he identified their common tendencies.
They were crazy about the sword. They used whatever they held in their hand as the sword. If they had nothing to hold, then they used themselves as the sword. They spent decades trying to make the sword one with their heart. Additionally, after reaching the peak of swordsmanship, there was a tendency to abandon the 'form' and repeat the training from the beginning. They were actually close to truthseekers. They were far from the warriors and heroes that the public talked about.
There was a theory that Muller, the strongest Sword Saint, had defeated great demons such as Hell Gao in order to confirm 'how good the sword is.' Of course, the humans, who didn't know the truth, praised Muller as a hero. Furthermore, only Muller himself knew the truth, but in any case, hell interpreted it this way.
Sword Saints were crazy people obsessed with their own state. They considered all other martial arts apart from swordsmanship as insignificant. They weren't interested in demons, who hadn't even learned the insignificant martial arts. Therefore, they didn't invade hell...
This was a Sword Saint from the perspective of hell. It was based on the fact that no Sword Saints invaded hell in earnest. From hell's perspective, the Sword Saint of the current era was close to a mutation.
'It is said that the ideal that the Sword Saint pursues is so unreal that it can't be reached. They often die of old age without knowing they are a rat or a bird after a lifetime of closed training. Croak. Yet did you reach that point? Is that why you are running wild like this? Are you better than Muller?'
Chepardea's attention was solely focused on Kraugel. He didn't pay any attention to Leraje, who was released and was restoring her breathing, or Faker and Kasim, who helped her up.
It was an interesting reaction to Agnus. He was well aware of the value of the Sword Saint and Kraugel's skill, but when it came to achievements, wasn't he shabby compared to Leraje? Leraje was a person who was undefeated until just a few days ago. She might be weakened, but she was still a target to be wary of. It was hard to understand why Chepardea cared more about Kraugel than her.
'Is the Sword Saint so special?' Agnus had this question as he secretly controlled Lantier.
It was a situation where his immortality had been consumed the moment Kraugel appeared. Unlike Chepardea, he had no time. The current survival methods he had was becoming an undead and Bentao's Mockery. He had to gain some achievements. If he was helpless again this time, then even his weak position would disappear.
'At the very least, I should prove myself enough to receive Baal's quest again.'
It was after the start of the great human and demon war. Agnus failed to even attempt most of Baal's massacre quests. Then Baal's attitude changed explicitly after he returned from fighting Grid. Baal was openly cold toward Agnus. It was close to ignoring him.
Agnus naturally recalled the end of the 'failed work,' Betty, that he once heard about from Chepardea. Baal said he easily abandoned toys he lost interest in.
'It doesn't matter if I'm thrown away.'
No, it was actually what he was hoping for. In the wake of various events, Agnus' resentment toward the world had faded. He was exhausted and felt the warmth he had forgotten with the death of his lover once again through Euphemina. Right now, Agnus didn't want the power to fight alone in the world. Nor was he obsessed with the impossible resurrection of his old lover. His vague goal of experiencing the same eye level as Grid, who had a starting point similar to himself, but who ended up in the opposite direction, was stopped due to Faker.
However, he could only achieve his wish if he had the power to stay free and alive. Thus, he couldn't be thrown away yet. Currently, Agnus didn't have the minimum of strength. If he was abandoned now, then he would be exposed to the world as helpless as he was in the past, and he would be trampled on.
order to not be abandoned right
to at least maintain his position
was the perfect opponent. The Sword Saint'”for players who had watched Grid's performance, it wasn't particularly special. Even if there
of the Sword Saint, Kraugel. He accepted Chepardea's attitude of wariness as good luck. He would gain Chepardea's liking
like I've
communicated with Lantier, who was
who grew at the sacrifice of Agnus'”he, who was honed with
In any case, I can't beat Kraugel. It is
'”!
shadows and rising. There was no sound or indication, but Kraugel was already reacting. He raised his sword to defend against the dagger aiming at the back of his neck.
'......!'
expressed in the light of its eye sockets. The light in Lantier's eye sockets shook like
'Auto counterattack?'
in front of Kraugel and looking directly at him. This was why he noticed it. In Kraugel's response, the process of
his tongue. 'A Sword Saint is a Sword Saint.
all blades within range. In fact, the technique itself wasn't special. It wasn't just the Sword Saint. Martial artists who had risen to the peak often created
'cut anything.' It meant the concept of exchanging blows with the Sword Saint couldn't be established. The sword cut everything that collided with it, so exchanging blows with the Sword Saint directly led to damage. The
the
reason
divine object
the
Saint Kraugel has become part
permanently increase by 10 and the
White Tiger Sword
be quite threatening, but he was weak. It
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could be felt. Grid couldn't resist the hand that seemed to be rooted in the earth. He was naturally polite to a long-lived
divine object
[Your myth is strengthened.]
Saint
blessed by the sword. The effect is maintained as long
'You hid alone in the mountain despite noticing the invasion of the demons. This is even though you know that this mountain
King had existed for a long time. He lived only for the mountain and to protect the beings living on it. He also knew how to respect the courage of others. Even so, was he great? No. He was
for the world. They are giving up their lives to protect their homes, or protecting
'......'
The world is connected. Fight for others if you really
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