Chapter 1041 – I Shed Too Much Blood…

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Black wings that constantly move to fly in the air.

After Cleon entered into battle with the spinning saw blade monster, Laplace flew up to a higher place, looked down at the ground, and watched the entire battle process.

Laplace must have frowned and looked at the monster, who was making an ear-piercing noise and was swinging his arms at Cleon in one direction.

“Darwin, that old lady… Must have been in a hurry.”

The fusion of living things and objects is a kind of ‘side effect’ that occurs as a result of using an inappropriate amount of the elixir of evolution, and not only the body but also the surrounding objects receive the medicinal effect at the same time.

If the living being’s mental power is not strong, it may not be able to withstand the impurities mixed into its body and may lose its reason and run wild.

Like a puppet hanging on the end of a puppeteer’s string, one loses one’s self.

As a living thing, that was nothing other than a defect.

Creating such a being was a bit… No, a lot different from Darwin’s ‘evolution’.

That’s why Darwin never used his medicine more than necessary, unless it was intentional.

It was also about taking advantage of an unintended phenomenon that emerged from his own technology.

The leap of evolution was certainly Darwin’s ‘special technology’, but that did not mean he could produce such a valuable drug indefinitely.

Nevertheless, that guy fighting with Cleon right in front of him clearly intentionally fused a machine and a life form for the purpose of fighting.

The life form… Well, as always, it probably used clones created additionally during the experiment.

The problem is on the ‘machine’ side.

Earlier, the items Cleon had cut down and defeated were all ‘guns’. In other words, it is not yet a mass-produced item in this world.

That would mean using unearthed weapons from the primordial world, and there is only one person who would be willing to hand them over as material for a miscellaneous weapon.

‘Are you back as expected? Descartes…’

Thinking so, Laplace raised the corners of his mouth.

Thinking that this might be an opportunity.

A regressor is not treated like a servant under someone else.

For the noble purpose of being able to reveal their desires and be reborn as an organization that will overshadow the world.

Of course, for him…

The magic swordsman in front of me should not have been defeated by such a monster.

Kang! Kang! Kang!

The saw blade and the sword collide and fall again and again.

Once it sticks, if it is not removed properly, the blade will slip and be dragged by the rotating saw blade.

Then, the gap would widen, and it was clear that another saw blade would dig into the empty part and aim for the vital spot.

Repetition of striking, retreating, striking and retreating.

Meanwhile, Cleon was already moving several meters away from the point where he collided.

However, since Cleon was being pushed lopsidedly, it didn’t look like he was having a hard time.

It was just that the opponent’s momentum was so great that I seemed to be going with the flow and not getting caught up in it.

As evidence, Cleon was calmly concentrating on the battle, without any trouble in breathing, without even turning his eyes at each sparking collision.

And on the other hand, in the case of the monster who is dealing with Cleon-

“Kekekeke! Pee! Pee!!”

Perhaps because his saw had pierced through raw flesh, he was continuing to bleed, screaming and waving his arms indiscriminately.

He certainly had a terrible appearance, but as Cleon, he was so loud that the sound was more bothersome than the sight.

However, that did not mean that the saw blade was not threatening.

Maybe it’s because I cut down and felled a few trees on the way here, but the saw blade is a bit blunt, but it shines even more when it comes to cutting down people.

If a neatly sharp saw blade penetrated a person’s body, it would be able to cut off that part without delay…

A dull saw blade like this cannot cut in one go, but cuts the part by crushing it over and over again, causing many times more pain or leaving worse scars that are difficult to recover from.

Even if you accidentally get hit on your body, you should never.

Kaan-Kakaka angle …!

While paying attention to that, let Cleon block the saw blade arm with Galatea.

[It’s like I’m going to give it a go.]

Galatea returned her voice as if she was not in pain and was in good spirits.

Her moderate vibrations seem to feel as if they are continuously pounding her body.

Well, as Cleon holding the sword, it felt like the force was physically dissipated from the impact delivered to the arm when blocking the attack.

[Hey, how long are you going to keep blocking it? Attack!]

And, another side.

She tells Cleon that he can’t even feel her vibrations and urges him to quickly go on the offensive.

“What… Wait. If my prediction is correct. This guy will soon…”

As Cleon said that, he was somewhat relaxed, but still a little cold sweating, and still defended himself and received the saw blade from the guy several more times.

[That human hasn’t attacked at all since a while ago? Are you being pushed back?]

When Tweety spoke as if he was suspicious, Dyer answered him.

[No, I don’t know. But it doesn’t seem that difficult. All attacks are barely blocked… What do you think of Nemeia?]

Dyer asked Nemeia that question as her bleeding began to stop.

Then Nemeia answered her, watching her movements.

[… Battle is about reading the opponent’s moves. And, there is always a ‘gap’ in ‘action’. That person, while assessing the other person’s capabilities, does not intend to give even the slightest ‘possibility of a reversal’.]

[A reversal… You can’t win if you don’t attack!]

Tweety answered as if he had no idea what Nemeia was talking about.

[No. You can win without attacking. Depending on the enemy.]

Nemeia put words into her mouth that seemed to deny Tweety’s suspicions.

Then, just as Nemeia had said, and just as Cleon had expected, something happened right before our eyes.

The guy who kept pushing Cleon by swinging his arms slowly slowed down before his eyes and finally came to a stop.

“Key, kekek… Kek…”

And, the laughter that continued to flow in an unpleasant way gradually stopped.

The saw blade, which has noticeably slowed down, no longer needs to be blocked, and as soon as the distance increases, it tries to move its body to follow Cleon—

The stiffened legs were too dull to keep up with Cleon.

[Stopped…?]

And finally, seeing the monster frozen in place like a statue, Dyer raised his voice in doubt.

[What. It stopped. Is the massage over now?]

“Okay. Look.”

Cleon slowly raises his sword and points at the ground.

There, there was a lot of gray grass, and there was a dark red path leading to it.

No matter how anyone looks at it, it is a ‘blood trace’.

It is a trace made by blood flowing.

So where did it come from? Was this a wound suffered by Cleon?

No. This was all the blood that the sawblade monster in front of me shed alone.

“This guy’s strength and speed… Well, he’s good at hitting, so he deserves to be evaluated for his momentum. Every time he swings the saw blade attached to his arm, he cuts a wound on his body and the blood keeps flowing.”

Probably, it is the result of unreasonable combination.

There are flaws both as life and as machines.

In the end, the guy could no longer move because he ran out of blood, just as he had been shouting ‘Blood!’ And making a fuss.

Really, Darwin seems to be in a hurry to use this guy as a soldier.

It may have been a somewhat vain result, but Cleon suffered no injuries.

“Well, let’s end this.”

When Cleon says so and swings the adamantite sword horizontally-

Sigh! A sound was heard and the guy’s throat was cut cleanly.

The body, made up of flesh and bones, leather and muscles, and iron plates and gears, was cut off smoothly and fell to the ground.

“Similar to the others, it would be better to cut off all of this one’s limbs.”

And Cleon shows his craftsmanship and cuts off all the guy’s limbs.

Cleon just looked on without any emotion as he lost all his blood and fell to the ground like an old tree.

I guess we can just leave it like this and rot away like the others.

If Laila had been there, it would have been okay to just burn it… No, starting a fire inside a mountain is a bit like that.

Cleon pushed the body of the knocked down guy with his foot and sent it next to the guys he had cut down earlier to make it easier to dispose of.

It was a bit uncomfortable to hold and move such a monster with my hands.

Just like that, Cleon calmly gathers the people he dealt with in one place and lets go.

[I didn’t even use my hands?]

“Well, that’s how I feel.”

Cleon responded like that to Galatea.

And right after.

[Hey! What happened! There’s no blood, peeeee!!]

At the loud voice coming from the slasher, Cleon tried to cover his ears, thinking, ‘Is that you now?’

Well, there was no way that the sound flowing directly into my head would disappear.

Ha, Cleon sighs and turns to go back to the uni.

It was that time.

“Meee~~!!!”

Once again, the bleating of sheep echoes throughout the land.

That was the loudest sheep bleating I’ve ever heard.

It was so big that it even spread an ‘echo’ beyond.

And at the same time.

Cleon saw a large shadow fall where he was standing.

From the back, I heard that loud spinning noise again, like, ‘Guuuuuing from the back, and that loud rotating noise was heard once again.

“…”

Cleon did not look back.

And, it was reading the expressions of others looking at us with astonishment.

“Hey… What’s wrong? You’re acting as if I gathered all the corpses in one place and the corpses merged together to form a huge monster. That can’t be possible, right?”

“Cleon…”

Uni responded briefly to Cleon’s words and nodded.

Cleon shook his head, but the next moment.

Boom! With a sound, something was hitting Cleon himself.

001

Thanks to the route extracted from Laplace’s head, the members of the expedition passed a safe path and advanced without stagnation.

Now, we were about to leave the first mountain, Cheonryongsan Mountain, and were on the verge of entering the second mountain, Inryongsan Mountain.

“Of course, it’s convenient if there’s someone who knows the shortcut~”

“It was pulled from the head of the guy I killed.”

To Attis, who spoke carefreely, Laila responded casually.

“It’s okay because I got it by killing a bad guy.”

“Well, I agree, but thanks to you, I was able to get out of the first mountain so quickly.”

“So what did you do with that hair?”

“Don’t you know? Dry must have taken care of it. They said they would bury it in a sunny place, but I don’t know if there is such a place on a mountain like this.”

Two people walking while casually talking about something scary.

“Hey… Why are you two at the front?”

And Sasha, who was caught between them, asked the two people as if she was a little nervous.

“Well, I’m the one who knows Laplace’s route. It’s natural that I should be in front…”

Lila will look at Artis as if asking, “Why are you here?”

“I’m bored just being in the middle of the expedition~”

Then Attis scratched his head and answered.

To her answer, Sasha reacted with a puzzled ‘Eh…’, But Lila let out a sigh.

“Then why don’t you get some sleep? If I ask Kshat to carry me on my back, he will do it, right?”

“I’m going to sleep because I slept in the carriage when I came here~”

It’s a lie.

Laila figured it out right away, but she didn’t bother to point it out.

“Ha.”

She just sighed again and shook her head.

The fact that her tension was a little strange was something she knew right before she left.

I know the reason.

The reason is that she cannot find out how to destroy the being called ‘Guardian’.

It wouldn’t be right to bring everyone all the way here and say they were wiped out because they couldn’t break through.

In particular, she faces the same ending as her father, who (reportedly) lost his life here.

For her, the success of her entire expedition and her life depended on it.

There was a danger lurking on a different level from the field work she had done with her own students.

Feeling that deeply, I could understand why she couldn’t fall asleep.

‘Should I talk to Kuon later and force him to use a sleep spell…’

The solution was to raise a candidate who was a bit extreme, as expected from Laila.

And finally, Sasha, who was walking at the head of the expedition, stops.

“… What’s wrong Sasha? Have you arrived?”

“Yes, yes. I think so. I guess… Furthermore, I should say this river, or ‘stream’ when I cross it.”

In front of Sasha, a small river was flowing, big enough for a person to cross.

The depth is not that deep, only about the depth of a person’s ankle.

“Inryongsan… Is it? The second mountain. I heard that the number of monsters starts to increase in earnest from here.”

When Lila says that, Sasha cries her nose.

“Yes. I think I can smell a little blood just from beyond. Monsters fighting over territory or something…”

“Well, what do you think? Just cross over and check. Ah, Sasha, please take a direction where monsters won’t encounter you.”

Cutting off Sasha, Artis spoke.

He was trying to walk forward without hesitation.

And, the moment I stepped into the river and tried to cross to the other side.

Kang! A sound is heard, and Artis hits his head against an invisible wall.

“Chop!”

Artis screamed and staggered back, and both Lila and Sasha opened their eyes wide in surprise.

I could feel the flow of magical power along with the crackling sound.

“… What is this?”

Lila was the first to feel it and frowned.

Sasha also trembled and shrunk her body.

And in front of them-

An illusion of someone wearing pure white armor appeared and blocked the way.

With her platinum hair down long, and holding a hammer in her hand, she…

He was looking this way with a distinctive visor on his eyes.