Rumble!
The spire that Eurius had sliced off along with the enemy crashed down, making a loud noise.
He felt his energy draining and grumbled inwardly.
‘This skill is too hard to control.’
He had not been lazy in his training, but he still could not use the Severing Sword, a secret technique, as freely as he wanted.
The destructive power was unnecessarily huge.
On top of that, another problem was that it was difficult to adjust the range.
The consumption of stamina and force was probably related to this.
But even if he was not in his best condition, there were still enemies left.
Eurius hardened his face as he felt the presence from the other side of the castle.
‘I have to hurry.’
The aura of Nuada, which had been intense until a moment ago, was fading gradually. It was clear that the opponent was much stronger than expected.
***
Bang!
A cloud of dust and stone powder flew as a person slammed into the wall of the corridor.
“Cough!”
Nuada spat out a mouthful of blood and slid down from the wall where he was stuck.
The corridor leading to the back door of the castle was already destroyed beyond recognition by the clash of the two superhumans.
Nuada barely managed to stand up and adjust his posture, but a curse came out of his mouth.
“Damn it…”
A gloomy voice came from beyond the dusty sight.
“Why don’t you just follow me obediently? You might be able to save your life until then. Or are you giving up now?”
“Nonsense!”
Nuada retorted, but his expression turned slightly grim.
He knew very well that he had no chance of winning at this rate.
“You talk so confidently, but you can’t even face your friend.”
***
On the day of the raid.
“So how strong is this Suramajon that you speak so highly of?”
Eurius could not help but be curious as Jegal Hwayoung spoke so seriously.
He did not know much about the Demon Sect, so even if he explained about the experts of the East, he could not understand the gravity of the situation.
“Come to think of it, I haven’t explained to you about the martial artists of the East.”
Jegal Hwayoung also realized that this place was not the East and started to explain slowly.
“First of all, there are seven martial artists in the East who have reached the fourth stage in the West, or what we call Manifestation in the East.”
“Hmm…”
Eurius uttered an exclamation inwardly.
‘The size of the Eastern Continent is less than a third of this continent, but their average level of martial arts is high?’
“Among them, there are three absolute experts in the Demon Sect who are called the Three Divine Demons in the East. Suramajon is ranked third among them, so you can say he is the third strongest.”
Eurius tilted his head.
“Then he’s not that impressive, is he?”
“That’s not true. Don’t you have experience fighting against the experts of the Demon Sect?”
“…”
He fell into thought for a moment.
The Demon Sect in the East must be the same group as the sect he had faced.
And when he thought about their abilities that they had shown so far, he got an answer.
“They have other means besides martial arts, don’t they?”
“That’s right. The experts of the Demon Sect are often those who learn both strange spells and martial arts, so it’s hard to judge their strength by their martial arts level alone.”
“Then how does he compare to your uncle?”
Her uncle was Jegal Unhyeon.
“He actually clashed with my uncle several times since they were young. The result was three times. My uncle won.”
Eurius finally became serious. He realized what that meant.
“Don’t tell me he survived after losing three times?”
“That’s right. My uncle said that it was still difficult for him to completely cut off his breath with his ability.”
“Grr… Then he’s a tough opponent.”
Eurius groaned and there was an unexpected voice that caught his words.
“That’s good. If there’s someone like that, can you leave him to me?”
“You?”
Of course, it was Nuada who said that. He had been living a rather boring life since Jegal Unhyeon left for the East.
But when he heard about Suramajon, who had escaped several times, he seemed interested.“It might be dangerous, can I ask you for this?”
Thud!
“…”
Nuada silently clenched his fist and smiled provocatively. It meant that there was no need for words.
Eurius made a decision after seeing his expression.
“Then let’s make a raid plan like that!”
***
The reason why Nuada infiltrated first through the back door was simple.
It was because of the plan that Eurius had come up with.
“You go in first and draw Suramajon’s attention. He has a strong pride, so if you make some trouble, he’ll come to you.”
Even though they were both superhumans, Eurius could hide his identity with the Counter-Ear Piercing.
Therefore, if Nuada infiltrated alone, he could naturally divert Suramajon’s attention to the back door.
“In the meantime, I’ll take care of the other guys and go help you. Even if the enemy is stronger than you think, hold on well.”
“Will that happen?”
Nuada, who had confidently assured and jumped into the back door, was in a very disadvantageous situation.
He tried to think rationally and find a way out, but this time the opponent was too bad.
Thud!
His fist, shining white, hit Suramajon’s palm again, but it was blocked too easily.
He had never experienced this before.
‘Damn it. How can my fist not work at all…’
Nuada’s secret technique was focused on the characteristic of destructive power, so it was rare for anyone, even a superhuman, to withstand it in a simple frontal confrontation.
Even Jegal Unhyeon had subdued him with his mysterious spear technique, not with his strength.
‘But he didn’t even flinch when I hit him squarely.’
His close combat ability was on par with Nuada. They had exchanged attacks almost equally in terms of frequency.
Bang!
This time, Nuada’s leg, which suddenly bent in the air, struck Suramajon’s shoulder.
“It’s useless.”
He chuckled and blocked it with his shoulder, then threw a punch at Nuada’s abdomen.
“Cough!”
Nuada flew back again with a groan.
As this kind of exchange continued, he could only get more wounds on his body.
Suramajon was still in a pristine state without a speck of dust on his clothes, but he was reaching his limit.
Suramajon licked his tongue and raised his hand.
“I admit your courage, but you’re stupid. Shall we finish this soon?”
He raised his hand to end it. But his expression froze for a moment.
‘What is this?’
As he turned around, feeling a creepy aura!
Kwaaaa!
A straight line swept through the corridor and cut Suramajon in half.
The path itself collapsed in an instant as the line cut through the pillars.
“Are you okay?”
“…!?”
Eurius, who had run over before the corridor collapsed completely, rescued him.
He had picked up Nuada and jumped down to the lower floor just before the collapse.
Nuada, who had been saved by Eurius, looked at the collapsing corridor with angry eyes.
“I have no face to show to my friend.”
“The opponent was bad. I think he’s going to be much more troublesome than I thought.”
“Hmm?”
Nuada looked puzzled.
Didn’t he just cut the enemy perfectly?
“That was an amazing attack. I wondered why his presence disappeared completely…”
Suramajon walked out slowly from the rubble of the collapsed corridor.
He smiled slyly as he saw Nuada, who was speechless.
“But it’s not enough to break my immortal body.”
Eurius looked interested.
“Immortal? You mean you can’t die?”
“Of course.”
Suramajon boasted and he fell into thought for a moment. He was also quite surprised.
‘No… I hit him squarely with spatial severance, but why is he so fine?’Suramajon looked too clean for that.
It would have been better if he had split and regenerated, then he could have said he used some other technique.
But it looked like the attack itself didn’t work at all.
Eurius came to a conclusion soon. He drew his sword again and took his stance.
“That can’t be true.”
“You can believe it or not, but you’ll soon find out.”
Suramajon sneered and leaped into the air, slamming both hands down at Eurius.
Boom!
‘Too big of a movement and full of openings? How did he beat Nuada?’
Eurius easily blocked it and wondered in his head.
His sword and Suramajon’s hands crossed and another fierce battle began.
Meanwhile, Nuada, who had recovered somewhat, kept his distance from the aftermath of the clash.
He wanted to watch the situation for now.
‘My friend is stronger than me, that’s true. But can he beat that guy?’
The Suramajon he saw was a monster who didn’t take any damage from any attack.
And his own skill was not inferior to him either.
Kwakwakwang!
But after a few clashes, he couldn’t help but sigh and admire.
‘My friend has improved so much compared to before. I thought I trained hard too, but I need to reflect.’
The battle was surprisingly in Eurius’s favor.
Pupupuk!
His sword moved delicately and swept through Suramajon’s body.
Normally, his body should have been torn apart.
“It’s useless, I told you.”
But Suramajon endured all his sword attacks with his body and rushed into Eurius’s arms.
“…!?”
But unlike Nuada’s case, Eurius disappeared smoothly and dodged the attack.
His presence also vanished like a ghost due to the Counter-Ear Piercing.
Shuk.
The next moment, Eurius appeared behind Suramajon and swung his sword with all his might at his head.
Kwaaaa!
This time, there was a slight effect. Suramajon’s body flew in the air and landed again, regaining his posture.
But he still had no wounds on his body.
But Suramajon also admired Eurius’s skill, which was unexpected, with a relaxed expression.
“You look like you’re not even thirty, but you’re really amazing! But you picked the wrong opponent.”
But Eurius was rather doubtful.
He had been nervous because Jegal Unhyeon had admitted that he was a tough opponent, but his actual skill was not that impressive.
‘Why does he have so many openings? Even if he can take it with his body, his skill is too far below my expectations.’
[You idiot, your skill has improved.]
‘My skill has improved?’
He checked his stats at the words of the Yellow Dragon Sword.
[Eurius von Scharnos]
[Traits]
Swordsmanship(SS)
‘My swordsmanship rank went up?’
He had run over right after killing the archbishop, and he didn’t see it because of the achievements and quest notifications that filled his sight, but his swordsmanship had gone up a level without him knowing.
This was the same rank as the top superhumans like Daegong or Jegal Unhyeon.
He wondered what caused his skill to increase without him knowing.
“Ah!”
He suddenly remembered the battle with the ‘copies’ that had just happened.
‘Now that I think about it, I felt that the copies’ movements were too clumsy!’
The copies were another version of him, excluding the privileges of the player.
Normally, even if a person knows their own weaknesses, it is extremely hard to see them objectively.
But by crossing swords with the copies, Eurius unconsciously saw their sloppy movements and corrected his own actions that still depended on skills and traits.
In other words, he got a new opportunity to fix his shortcomings!
He stopped attacking for a moment as he realized that and Suramajon opened his mouth with an arrogant expression.
“Did you realize that it’s useless no matter what you do?”
“No?”
Eurius smiled instead.
‘If my current skill is clearly above his, I have a guess.’
He knew from the beginning that Suramajon was not something like an immortal body.
But he didn’t know his trick, so he was looking for a way.
“Immortal body? Are you trying to cheat in front of me?”