Chapter 360 – Tribes

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The two of them clearly heard that ‘jjoouk’ and cracking sound.

I could tell where it came from without having to turn my head and look around.

If it wasn’t for the face of Alexios in front of my eyes, there were no vampires left.

Even the shadow covering his face his had cracks, just like Illenus and the vampires from earlier.

“That guy…”

Cleon looked at his change her and frowned.

What I learned from the previous fight is that what happens when the shadow on that face disappears is that the soul’s self and memories are completely restored.

When they were wearing the mask of shadow, they were somewhat like machines.

The movements were stiff, disciplined and menacing, but somehow the emotional aspect was missing.

In combat, such mechanical movements were not always at a disadvantage.

Rather, being able to kill emotions and engage in a fight in itself must be a great merit.

It may be better than having your judgment clouded by your inability to suppress your emotions more than necessary.

However–in a battle using magical power, emotions are not something that can be completely excluded.

Mana is strongly connected to the soul, and is amplified or weakened by emotions.

It was undeniable that if the ego awakens and resurrects things like anger and benevolence, he too can become stronger than this.

Furthermore, the opponent is a vampire, and as long as his heart his is not broken when he exists inside it, he is an existence that regenerates infinitely.

It means that he is not a guy who deserves to die by getting his emotions in his hands and showing gaps.

“That would be annoying…”

“You can defeat it before then, don’t be idly by. You can use fire-type magic, right?”

Illenu glanced at Cleon and checked the card he was holding.

In addition to the magic that invoked the ‘Flame Burst’ and the chains of flame that were invoked in the previous fight, as well as the magic that Layla of this world can use, Cleon can also use flame-type magic within the range of Cleon’s magical power. Have.

“Because there is nothing as effective as the flame series to prevent regeneration. If possible, Cleon, you heal his wounds with flame magic.”

“Can this be enough?”

When Cleon snapped her fingers, the surface of the rapier held in her hand her was covered with red flames.

It is a flame endowment magic that overlays the fire attribute on top of the weapon, allowing it to burn the area it attacked.

“She’s good. She’s like Lyla.”

“It’s his magic her.”

“…Ah-“

Upon Cleon’s answer, Illenu put on a complicated expression, then shook her head and glared at Alesios.

For some reason, that gaze pierced even Cleon like a sharp thorn.

“I got my hands on it in that short time. This is it.”

“…”

While pretending not to hear Illenu’s muttering, Cleon covered his sword with flames as well.

Alexios, too, saw the flames covering the weapons of the two men, and took a posture that focused on defense rather than offensive, and waited for the two men’s attack while standing.

“…Go Illenu, match the timing.”

When Cleon says so, Illenu nods her head and once again spreads her wings and soars into the sky.

The moment Alexios’ gaze followed her up into the air for a moment, Cleon’s sword slammed down hard on her ground, drawing a semicircular trajectory for her.

“Scarlet Wave!”

Originally, magicians put magic power into their staffs and generate magic waves along the trajectory they wield.

Since the speed at which the magic flies is determined by the speed at which the weapon is wielded, it is slower than normal magic and requires the effort of even swinging a staff, so it is not often used, but-.

If the medium that manifests magic is not a staff but a sword, and if Cleon’s strength is added.

It flies at an imperceptible speed and approaches the enemy at a speed faster than most flame magic, becoming a magical blow.

In addition, the magic that flies in the form of a line rather than a plane exerts greater power in breaking through the opponent’s defense.

For Cleon, it feels no different from the normal flying slash plus flame magic, but when other wizards see it, it becomes a magic with a different feeling to the point that they can’t help but exclaim.

The mana of the red flames, like shark fins, rushing forward along the surface, rushed straight to Alexios.

Instantly turning his gaze to the sky became angry, and at the same time Alexios lowered his sword, there was a slight lag between spreading the magic wall and defending it.

Thanks to this, a flash of flame that was not properly constructed cuts Alessios’ arm in half and burns the surface, then climbs up to his shoulder his and disappears.

There.

As soon as Cleon’s attack reached his body his, Illenu struck Alesios with his rapier straight down from the sky like a bird of prey.

The rapier stabbed with intense force, but Alesis defended it with his own rapier first.

With half of his arm his cut off, the rapier wielded with one hand was insufficient to block Illennu’s fierce attacks.

As if drawing a magic circle in the air, Illenu drove Alessios with a flaming sword leaving a splendid trail.

“Haaaaagh!”

Several times, with the sound of metal colliding with metal, Alessios unknowingly stepped backwards and backwards, gradually feeling the limits of his ability to block the defense.

Besides, her burning wounds her have slowed her regeneration, and she lacks even the means to exterminate her-

If you turn your attention for a moment to Cleon, who can’t leave this situation alone.

Already earlier, Cleon was not in the position where he was swinging his sword.

Alexios took a step back from the battle with Illenu in order to keep Cleon in check.

He cut the part of his own burning wound with his own sword, and the blood that had stopped bursting out again and scattered around.

“Kuh, you bastard… Regeneration as a weapon…!”

Illenu covered herself with her wings to prevent the same thorns from attacking her by the sudden splash of blood.

As she expected, Alessios controlled her own blood her and sprayed sharp spikes of blood in all directions.

Wings are also part of her body her, so it is true that you will feel pain when the thorns are stuck there, but the coating on Illenu’s wings is much thicker and harder than normal skin, so it does n’t hurt much.

It’s Cleon’s side who has to deal with this attack properly, but-

Alexios was looking for the body of Cleon who had disappeared in the bloody mist caused by the scattered thorns-

Soon, tok. She did and felt something in her, her touch, her own body, her.

When Alessio’s gaze turns to her side, she involuntarily at that sensation-

There, he saw Cleon with his hand between her Alexios’ rib and side.

How to break through the thorns, where?

And. Where is the sword you were holding until now?

Although such questions filled Alexios’ head.

Cleon did not give me the time to answer that question.

‘Converts the magic flowing through the body into life force to break down the opponent’s defense.’

Ripples occur around the forefoot, which has strongly stepped on the ground.

‘The life force that flows toward the opponent whose defense has collapsed is converted into magical energy once again.’

When Cleon’s right hand emitted an intense red light, it was clear that it was a magical response that came from the high-speed conversion between magic power and vitality.

‘With the magical power of flame that breaks through the boundaries and penetrates the inside of the body, it manifests magic directly into the opponent’s body.’

Keying-! When the magic circle unique to Laila’s magic spreads over Cleon’s right hand-

“Woo Dal-geun…!”

The skills of his student and friend his, who had learned at the academy but never had a chance to use them, were arranged by Cleon and exploded.

As the heat penetrating through his side he expanded from the inside, Alexios—

Ignoring physical defense as well as magical defense.

I just feel pure magical energy ripping my guts into a mess.

He stumbles away from Cleon, takes a few steps, and then sits down.

Cleon’s mana, which had dug into his body his, could n’t find a hole to escape anywhere.

Soon, a pillar of flame rose from the direction it came in, extending in a straight line through the other side.

It was literally a blow that turned the inside of his body into a lump of charcoal.

“…!”

Illenu looked at the sight through the cracks in the wings that protected her as if a little surprised, then saw the bloody thorns remaining in the air lose their shape and fall to the ground.

“This is the end! Alexios!”

Illenu’s rapier still had the flames that Cleon had created.

Alexios tried to move somehow, even though blood was n’t flowing from the holes in his body his and he could n’t even regenerate.

It wasn’t Cleon who would just watch it again.

When Cleon pulled out his sword once again, flames naturally clung to it as well.

Illenu and Cleon, facing each other, swung and stabbed their respective weapons at Alexios.

Illenu took Alexios’ heart.

Cleon to behead Alexios.

Aiming precisely –

In both places, flames rise at the same time.

A hole in the pierced chest.

It is from the section where the neck was cut off.

The vampire, who suffered so great a wound that it was hard to believe that he was alive, lost his strength and collapsed on the spot.

“Haha…!”

Illenu took a deep breath and made her wings disappear.

Looking at the fallen body of Alexios- then looking at Cleon.

Cleon’s left arm was covered with thorns, and he could see that almost no skin was left.

“What…!”

“Did something happen…”

The moment Cleon said that, Illenu’s drop kick hit Cleon in the stomach.

Cooong! At the same time as the sound echoed in the space, Cleon and Illenu also collapsed on the spot, but Illenu got up first and pointed at Cleon’s arm on her.

“What happened!? You, that left arm!”

“It’s better to kill magic as much as possible if you want to get closer without him noticing. I just moved forward with more emphasis on offense than defense. One left arm was cheap.”

As he said that, he looked down at his arm her.

“You…! You told me to value myself like that…!”

“I was trying to end the fight before it hurts more… Calm down.”

When Cleon says that, the next moment, he coughs up blood from his mouth her.

“Ah.”

Cleon’s right hand moved and grabbed his chest her.

The wound caused by the scythe that Illenu had blocked was wide open.

“…”

As Illennu’s face her grows more and more grim, Cleon restrains her by holding up her hand her as if she is indebted to her her.

“Wait a minute, Illenu. …Isn’t this… Because of the dropkick?”

The moment after Illenu’s mace of wrath was about to attack Cleon once more.

Pounding! And the hearts of both of them jumped loudly at the same time.

Cleon immediately got up from his seat and made a sword and took a stance.

Illenu too, with a serious expression, turned around and looked at Alessios who had fallen.

Regeneration of the body was blocked with flames.

The heart, which could be called the nucleus, and the brain were all removed from the main body.

If it were general, it would have been a pain that would not have left even a trace because it was already broken, not at the level of breaking the heart.

—However, the two overlooked it.

No, I had it in mind, but I misunderstood the extent of it.

That the ugly person named Alexios was a monster who had already given up being human.

The body of Alexios, who was lying down, moved on its own, and the right hand holding the sword cut the bottom of his burning neck his and cut out the chest his.

Cut out the burning part of his body.

Originally human beings who became vampires valued the ‘brain’ more than the ‘heart’, which should not be staked.

It is possible to regenerate both the heart and the brain, but when the brain is destroyed, consciousness is momentarily lost.

And, when the brain is regenerated, can they really be called themselves before the brain disappears?

It can be said that it is the agony experienced by those who became immortal in a mortal body.

That’s why, they say that when the brain is hit, it can’t reproduce properly while experiencing a huge shock.

But- Alessios in front of him had no such thing.

Is it because the shadow still remains on the face, and the ego has not awakened?

No, such trivial things were not the reason.

For him, his own body his is nothing more than a tool to achieve a goal.

With or without an ego, he simply restores his body again and again until he achieves his desired goal.

“Certainly, it’s different from back then…”

A voice came from Alexios’ side of him.

Cleon and Illenus clicked their tongues and looked at the black shards falling from his face.

“My prepared vessel, and… A magic swordsman who gets in the way… Your fights were excellent. Your coordination, your tactics… And above all, your extremely trained skills.”

And, having completely restored his body, he succeeds in regenerating a head different from the one that fell on the ground.

There was no shadow visible on that face.

“However, it is still not enough to ‘subjugate’ me. Mortals.”

A red-eyed aristocratic vampire wearing a black tailcoat and carrying a rapier.

Alexios had fully opened his eyes.