Chapter 868 – Battle of Vajra -21-

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The magic crystal, which is also the power source of Vajra, was constantly emitting magic power from within.

For those who were unable to control their magic and were exposed to it, the magic was so strong that just touching it caused problems to their bodies.

And that magic flowed towards the Holy Sword of the Sky, which was connected to the fortress as a pair – [Holy Sword Vajra], Which had the same name as the fortress.

In fact, the heat rays of light extending in a straight line were like pillars, and just as they destroyed and melted the door to the power room, this time they erupted with the force to melt Cleon’s body along with the holy sword and the demon sword.

That was a blow that directly put the finishing touches on the Demon King during a battle with the Demon King in a past that was not recorded by anyone.

Originally, the Sky Fortress was a weapon created to use the holy sword Vajra, and the correct way to use the holy sword Vajra was to fire a bombardment from the air towards the ground and release the heat rays of the holy sword to burn the ground.

A weapon created for a purpose that is difficult to call a ‘sacred sword’ even in empty words.

The Holy Swordsman cursed his childhood when he held and swung something like that and called himself a hero.

In the end, a sword is a weapon meant to harm others.

No matter what noble purpose or reason one attaches to it, its fundamentals do not change.

In the adventure to save the world, as much as he believed in his mission without any doubt, he learned the truth about the role of being a hero and the essence of the ‘weapon’ called the Holy Sword.

The hero is a cleaner who cleans up dangerous beings in the world, and the holy sword is a broom and dustpan for him.

What is good and what is evil.

The emptiness that came after understanding everything made him doubt what he should believe now.

However, because of that frustration, I was able to find true salvation.

If neither human wishes nor destruction have any meaning, and if the God of this world is not omnipotent, he just needs to leave everything to a being who can truly stand above humans.

If he cannot decide for himself whether he is good or evil, then it is up to the Almighty to decide.

Even if it is a machine and not a human.

He swore that if a world of order, where everything is controlled, would come, he would swing the sword for it.

The remnants of a man who was called the warrior of the sky in the past, who shared love with someone, friendship with someone, and hope with someone, barely stood there with his legs braced to avoid being pushed away by the dazzling light.

Unlike the fortress, weapons with will were truly a nuisance.

Even now, he was rejecting his master and struggling to stop his attacks.

But it is meaningless.

The holy sword cannot escape from his grasp, and he cannot stop the heat rays of his magic power on his own.

Both he and the Father of all things recognized that there was no need for a tool that did not listen to orders, and since the Holy Sword was an important part of his father’s plans, he prepared all kinds of means to control it.

A voice that has not been heard from the sword since the day I swore allegiance to the Father of all things.

Even though the Holy Swordsman was an unsuitable user of the Holy Sword, he was able to use that power by forcing the Holy Sword into submission.

Uncontrolled power and uncontrolled will soon create discord.

In particular, how many disasters caused by beings swayed by the power of the sword, such as a magic swordsman, have left big and small sparks and scars throughout history.

The young magic swordsman in front of us, who inherited the soul of the demon sword emperor, is no different from them-

‘Here, engulfed in holy light and flames refined to destroy evil, it will turn to ashes and disappear.’

The Holy Prosecutor recited a prayer in his heart as if reflecting on his faith in his father.

─But.

As if to say that relying on faith was not a good idea, the Holy Swordsman noticed a change in the output of the holy sword in his hand.

＇The magic power that pushes me away from the Holy Sword has become stronger…?＇

As the magic power is sprayed, there are parts that the Holy Swordsman himself holds in order to maintain the trajectory – but the magic pressure emitted by the Holy Sword itself weighs heavily on the Holy Swordsman’s hands.

It felt like if I made a mistake, I would lose the holy sword from my hand.

─It cannot happen.

As he had used the power of the holy sword to bury his father’s enemies several times, this was the first time he felt the sensation of the holy sword.

It’s as if someone with the same power as himself is helping the Holy Sword-

“─No way!”

The Holy Swordsman is taken aback, and is astonished that the entity that should have melted away and disappear, surrounded by the blue light emitted by his Holy Sword, is still alive and well.

It was something that couldn’t have happened.

With the uncontrolled power of the demon sword and the half-power of the holy sword, he received a blow from the front that was close to the maximum power of his sword.

This is an attack that even the demon lord used his subordinates as shields to avoid.

＂How on earth─＂

The next moment, he could see different colors mixing into the magic of the holy sword that was covering his vision.

White and black mixed with blue magic that seems to symbolize the sky – colors like clouds.

And, as that color slowly spreads, it engulfs the waves of magical power.

Like a predator that has found its prey.

In order to quickly cut off the erosion of magical power, the holy swordsman tried to eliminate it by reducing the output of the holy sword.

If things continue like this – that guy’s magic will flow through this pillar to him and have a negative effect on the holy sword.

However, if you reduce the output, the other side strengthens the output and follows as if they will never let you go.

This was magical power far beyond imagination.

As a magic swordsman, no matter how hard he tries, he cannot exceed the amount of magical power that a human can possess.

If you compare it to your own magical power backed up by the fortress, its level would only be half-

＂Kuh…!＂

Even while I was thinking that, the light of magic was eroding except for the part where the holy sword was touching.

To prevent this—

The man had no choice but to sever the connection between his power source and his holy sword.

As the fortress’ backup disappeared, the output of the Holy Sword was significantly reduced.

Thanks to this, I was able to cut off the path of the opponent’s magic before the magic came after me and escape from the spot.

Then, the pillar of magic that was sweeping Cleon gradually disappeared, leaving behind smoke and a melted wall in its place-

I could see Cleon standing with the holy sword and the demon sword crossed, with his head bowed, with slight burns all over his body except for his head, which was protected by adamantite armor and magic.

The entire body seemed to have been cooked, and if you saw the smoke rising, it would not have looked like it was in a normal state –

Seeing that sight, Prosecutor Seong opened his mouth.

“How were you able to survive?”

Then Cleon didn’t answer for a while.

However, it was only a little later that his question seemed to have reached his brain, and he raised the corners of his mouth and raised his head.

＂Unlike that side, which has only one holy sword… I guess the hint is that this side each has a sword with an opposite nature…!＂

Cleon’s riddle-like answer—

The fact that I couldn’t help but get distracted for a moment may be evidence that my human side still remains.

However, I couldn’t spend too much time there.

The reason is-

Schwak!

This is because I had to close the distance in an instant and block Cleon’s sword that rushed in, to the point where it felt like an arrow was flying at me.

Thud! When a heavy impact rings out and a great sword-shaped holy sword and a demonic sword are swung at the same time, the holy swordsman does not panic and raises his sword horizontally to block the two swords.

But the next moment, it’s over! And if you think that sparks of opposite colors leap out of those two swords!

Kaang!

＂What-!＂

As if the same poles of a magnet were repulsing, his holy sword was sticking out from Cleon’s sword.

My posture breaks down a lot, but I don’t panic.

Based on my accumulated experience, I decided that it would be safer to take this momentum and keep a distance from it than to resist the force being pushed forward.

The man took a big step back, looked at his sword and Cleon’s sword in turn, and muttered.

＂Is it the repulsion of divine magic and black magic…!＂

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Although I wanted to praise Cleon for being truly amazing, as he arrived at the correct answer with just a little thought and a few hints.

Seeing him frowning as he gave that answer, Cleon’s mood was lifted.

“The pillar of magic you shot was definitely threatening. However, I judged that there was no chance of victory here unless the magic network between your holy sword and the power source was severed.”

＂So- you mean you took it from the front on purpose to cause erosion of magical power?＂

“Ah. About half of it.”

Cleon smiled as he answered, and soon blood was flowing from his lips.

＇Anyway, it doesn’t seem like any damage was done.’

Prosecutor Seong thinks while looking at Cleon like that.

The intense magical pressure caused by the repulsion of conflicting magical energy is not something that can be controlled in the desired direction.

If force is generated, it will go indiscriminately in all directions in an undetermined direction.

Of course, if there is magic pressure flowing from Cleon to himself – there will definitely be magic pressure that Cleon himself receives.

No, the side closer to the sword may have suffered greater damage.

Even though the adamantite armor prevented the body from burning, it would have been fortunate if the internal organs had not been crushed by the magical pressure.

＂Foolish… The connection between the holy sword and power can be done again. What you did was the equivalent of selling the future to gain a momentary advantage.”

The castle prosecutor points out that Cleon’s strategy is meaningless, as if he is fed up.

However, Cleon still speaks with a smile on his face.

“Is that really true?”

＂Bullshit-＂

Denying Cleon’s words, he once again tried to connect the castle sword with the power of the fortress.

“Vajra. Become a flash of light that burns away negativity with heavenly lightning.”

A sex tester who utters a starter word without letting down his guard in case of interference or criticism.

He felt something off while looking at Cleon, who looked so relaxed, but he thought that if he didn’t interfere, he would just do what he had to do.

As soon as he finished speaking, he must have smiled beneath his mask as he saw the magic thread extending from the holy sword moving towards the power source.

However-

Pajik!

＂!?＂

The thread burned in the air after it had stretched out to a certain extent.

The thread of magic power that had burned and disappeared as if touched by a flame did not come out again, and the holy sword became silent as if it were dead.

＂What─ did you do!?＂

“Well. If you want to know what happened to you, why don’t you ask the holy sword directly? It’s your holy sword, right?”

When Cleon spoke provocatively, the prosecutor had no choice but to sigh.

It seemed like they were aware of the fact that they couldn’t communicate with the holy sword.

[It’s really crazy. Even if it is possible to contact the holy sword over there through the magical path, to take that method…]

When Galatea, who was holding it in his hand, complained like that, Cleon smiled bitterly as if he was sorry and glanced at the floor.

With the first set and the previous set, the ‘scar’ left on the floor is about half completed.

[The floor is smooth – but there is still some residual magic here…]

While that side is paying attention to the condition of the holy sword, it would be better to finish this side as well.

“Galatea. Pay attention to the amount of magic attribute.”

[If you want to save magic power, stop fighting recklessly!!]

Cleon almost blocked his ears from hearing the harsh words coming from Galatea, but he sighed and cleared his throat.

And I lightly ask a question to Prosecutor Seong, who is glaring at me.

“How is it? Do you think reuniting with your ex-lover will go well?”

＂You guy…!＂

When the prosecutor gets upset at the remark that is close to an insult, Cleon takes his stance once again.

Fortunately, thanks to the other person’s panic, he was able to get some time to heal the wounds on his body.

Thanks to disconnecting the Holy Sword and Magic Crystal, the heat rays will no longer fly, but that doesn’t mean I can let down my guard.

The opponent is a swordsman who boasts a level of sword power similar to that of a decheck.

I had no choice but to admit that my opponent was superior in terms of skill.

However-

“You can’t lose to a guy who can’t even hear the voice of his own sword.”

Taking a deep breath, Cleon swung his sword at the right time at the Holy Swordsman who was running towards him.