Overpowered Sword

Overpowered Sword Chapter 263

It was right after

leveling up with the sword (263) .

Through the thick fog of ‘Famous Song’, a monster that had forgotten the boundaries between life and death rushed straight towards Leon.

Quadruped walking.

Just by looking at the vague silhouette seen through the fog, it was a creature different from a human. Leon, who was watching the guy’s movements with his Eyes, quickly realized the identity of the discomfort.

There is no sign of it.

Even if it wasn’t a living thing, I couldn’t feel the power itself that had to be contained in a subtle way. Only the bluish glow of the eyes showed its movements.

‘Are you sure it doesn’t work based on intuition?’

With the aura master’s senses, even with all five senses closed, one can see into a radius of several meters as if it were the palm of one’s own hand.

However, that ability is not used in ‘Famous Songs’.

Because the driving force behind the monsters, neither alive nor dead, was the fog that spread rampantly within ‘Famous Songs’.

Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Cervical bones wriggle within the melted flesh.

The hellhound came out through the fog, letting out a roar as if phlegm was boiling, and bared its teeth.

The mucus that sticks to various parts of the teeth is as black as tar.

It reminded me of the corpse flower I saw before entering ‘Famous Songs’.

‘Is the level of danger as a monster around B+ rank?’

Leon calmly watched the movement until the end and moved as soon as one of its feet was hit by a stone.

The comma stutters for less than a second.

The Master was able to use even that as a fatal opportunity.

Fujik!

The body of the hellhound, cut in two with a single sword, fell down helplessly.

Is it because I cut myself with the holy sword?

Its body twitched once, as if in a seizure, and then melted as quickly as ice placed in front of a furnace.

“How is it moving?”

Leon, who momentarily observed the inside, muttered.

It had to be that way.

The Hellhound’s five internal organs had already collapsed beyond recognition, and not only the muscles but also the bone and bone marrow had shriveled to the point that it had lost its ability to exercise.

Nevertheless, it rushed forward without any trouble.

[Concentrate. Rather than understanding the structure of this Demonic Sutra, focus on taking care of yourself first.]

‘Okay, okay.’

After hearing El Cid’s words, Leon shook off all distracting thoughts and glared at the shapes of monsters fluttering through the fog.

Hellhound was just a precursor to that wave.

When an entity that rejects the fog appears, ‘Famous Song’ moves monsters to exclude that foreign substance. The information William gave me was exactly correct.

Monsters who could not find rest even in death came flooding in like waves.

‘Ogre!’

One of them increased its speed by trampling and bouncing off the surrounding monsters. The blue eye glow, one of the symbols of the undead, exudes an ominous light and raises the club in his hand.

Leon took a bold step forward against him.

〈Sun Sword〉 and 〈Seven Star Sword〉.

Even though 〈Auror Blade〉 and 〈Auror Weapon〉 were banned, there was no reason to back down or be scared like this.

Huh!

Leon, who dropped his club exactly two inches apart and took a step into the guy’s arms, leapt and raised his sword.

From the abdomen, over the heart, over the uvula, to the crown of the head.

The ogre, whose upper body is split into left and right sides, falls apart like a doll with its strings cut. I take another step forward, leaving behind the body melting with ooze.

Dozens of pairs of eyes shining with blue eyes surround him like a siege and attack him, trying to crush him with their sheer force.

Normally, I would have wiped it out with the , but—

‘I have to break through with sword techniques alone.’

In order to carry out the task given by El Cid, Leon retrieved the Auror who was trying to stay near the blade.

Pupils that move up, down, left and right identify enemies.

Ahead, to the left of the orcs, to the right of the trolls, there are several wyverns and harpies coming down from the gnoll sky. Even if you cut them with the best trajectory, they were not numbers that could be pierced with one sword.

then.

Keying.

The aura flowing through the capillaries accelerates.

If once doesn’t work, then twice. If twice doesn’t work, then three times.

By designing the slashing trajectory according to the enemy’s movements, you push back faster than the opponent can close the gap.

A flash like a thunderbolt.

Jump!

Cut the orc in front in two diagonally and, following the inertia of the sword swung, split the head of the troll standing on the left.

And before its body melted, it kicked and leapt and cut the gnoll into pieces with the halberd that was aiming at its back.

This is 8 seconds of comma.

As soon as you kill the three, the wyvern’s claws will get closer.

The weight of the person who became a living corpse has decreased compared to when he was alive, but his immortality, which is not even afraid of death, has increased his strength even more. Even if it is split in two, the pressure will hold you back for a moment.

‘You must not confront from the front.’

Leon, who was trying to counter reflexively, stopped his sword, took a half step to the side, and raised his blade.

Fall from top to bottom.

Even though the other party had a more advantageous position and conditions, it was a bad idea to simply fight back with force. Martial art is the art of solving difficulties in ways that overcome them more efficiently.

Even if you wipe out the enemy with the output of the , it is only a qigong, not a martial art.

For some reason, Leon understood what El Cid said.

Wow!

A wyvern with more than half of its neck cut off crashes into the ground with such force. And the wing bones were crushed, the skin torn, and they shattered like a glass artifact.

As soon as he was cut by the holy sword, he lost his immortality and his body, which was in a state where it could not function at all, collapsed.

A breath of space.

Leon took the time to regroup and pierce the fog of the famous song with ‘Stigmata of the Watcher’.

“…There are so many that it’s disgusting. “You’ll catch a thousand in no time, right?”

[Well, there are a thousand words, that’s not important. Just like before, focus on correcting the discrepancies in your martial arts. [The goal is to correct your sword skills by carefully repeating each movement.]

“I guess the problem was that I relied too much on ‘Sun Sword’?”

[No, your Auror Blade is well made. There were many situations where I had to use it.]

El Cid calmed his impatient mind.

[In the end, martial arts are a process of constant refinement and pursuit of perfection. If it is not perfect from the beginning, there is no choice but to go through trial and error along the way.]

As soon as his advice is over, monsters rush in.

As if the previous few were just a taste, hundreds of undead rushed forward with their blue eyes burning.

I don’t know pain, I don’t know fear.

The word retreat did not exist in the bones of those people whose hearts had become cold and whose brains had rotted away. The assault formation was also very sloppy. The guys who tripped on the rocks were trampled by the guys from the back line and turned into minced meat and were pressed to the ground.

Even when it becomes a little thing, it cannot die due to its immortality, and the sight of its blood and flesh writhing around is truly disgusting.

Kkeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee wow

The dryad covered in monster corpse flowers that reached Leon before anyone else let out a banshee-like wail.

At the same time, it shoots out large, thick poisonous thorns from its entire body.

Even if you hit just one shot, the poison symbolizing the curse will contaminate your blood vessels. If I had deployed the , I would be able to burn that guy down with the barrage, but I can’t do that now.

Leon desperately thought about it and came up with the next best solution.

Kakakakakang!

I swung quickly with the blade, not the blade, and hit back all the poisonous thorns that the guy shot, as if hitting a wall. A few bullets passed through the sword and grazed various parts of his body, but his armor was made from Drake’s by-products that were hammered together by a Titan blacksmith.

The poisonous thorns that were thrown out in vain fell into the rainwater.

Leon, who confirmed this, immediately switched to an attack stance and struck off the head of the defenseless dryad.

however.

“Ugh?!”

A hand protrudes from the ground and grabs Leon’s ankle, and waves of corpses attack from all directions.

He reacted quickly and crushed the wrist to regain freedom, but even a delay of just a few seconds was fatal. Before I knew it, an Orc glaive was right in front of me, barely cutting off a few strands of bangs, and the direwolf stuck out its teeth as if following behind.

‘Is it Rat-Man who caught my ankle? I was caught off guard because this guy, who already had a hard time detecting presence, couldn’t even detect presence…!’

It was also evidence that his swordsmanship was immature.

Even when the Sun Sword is not activated, you should be able to see the range of the sword like the palm of your hand, but Leon was used to using the Aura Blade, so his control of air superiority was a bit poor.

But he did not shrink from his shortcomings.

Faster, sharper, more accurate.

If you become better than you were even a second ago, that’s enough.

‘Keep it short and concise, but without losing flexibility.’

Shorten unnecessary movements.

Attacks that were avoided by an inch are avoided by half an inch, and counterattacks are reduced by a half inch. The holy sword that bounced off the glaive smashed the orc’s head and kicked the chin of the direwolf that was trying to dig in below the waist with its stepping foot.

Don’t be obsessed with killing one sword, one killing.

Just as the saying goes, “When you covet something small, you lose something big,” martial arts fighting is both basic and ultimate. The depth of a number that is placed ten times ahead is bound to be different from that of a number that is placed a hundred times ahead.

As Leon’s concentration increased further, his sixth sense began to reach areas he had never experienced before.

“—is it here?”

Without even looking down at his feet, Leon slammed down his right foot, which had been raised about half a span, with all his might.

Quang! The ground is being dug with a sound.

It was not a sound that would come from damp, rotten soil. Sure enough, the Ratman who had grabbed Leon’s ankle a little while ago was bleeding out along with his broken bone.

This is truly sword power.

Even without emitting an aura, a master-level person can use that range as his or her domain and detect it with unconscious telekinesis.

[Actually, it doesn’t matter whether you can use Aurors or not. If your will is strong enough to build a wall, you can observe the phenomena occurring within that wall even when all five senses are blocked.]

El Cid spoke as if in a monologue.

[When the use of telekinesis reaches its peak, it is even possible to isolate the scope into one’s own world and interfere with space-time or cause-and-effect. Those who are able to do that are called Transcendent Grandmasters.]

These are monsters who have been able to interfere with higher beings while surpassing the limitations of mortals that even the gods cannot ignore.

In the past, most of the beings who were famous as dragon slayers or god slayers were those who entered this realm.

In modern times, the existence of anyone other than Kasim is unclear, but at that time, there were double-digit transcendents. Those who fought against invaders from other dimensions along with dragons and gods, wrote countless legends, and disappeared knowingly or unknowingly.

[I don’t even know how to run, so I’m not going to ask you to fly. First, how to draw the boundary. If a wizard distinguishes between inside and outside using his own laws, then being unmanned is much simpler and easier.]

Leon was already in a trance.

I cut down monsters coming from all directions as if possessed, and let the voices echoing in my head flow deep into my consciousness.

It was truly a strange thing.

Although he was moving faster and more violently than before, Leon’s body seemed to be frozen in place. The sword struck vertically, cutting one kobold in half and soaring diagonally, cutting off the front paws of the Giant Mantis attacking from the side.

“Whoa.”

Leon, who regained control of his sword in one breath, lowered his sword.

The series of movements was as natural as flowing water.

Is it called stillness and motionlessness?

It was a speed that only those who knew when to move and when to stop and broke down those boundaries could show.

“…I think I finally understand a little bit.”

Leon, who came out of his trance, muttered.

The weight of the sword held in one’s hand is unusually heavy. The line drawn with this blade is the boundary that separates him from the world. There was a rumor going around that martial scholars in the East once studied swordsmanship with a brush, and I thought I knew why they did that.

What he is truly dealing with is not a metal blade, but a will that has the same shape as him.

When this will became strong enough to materialize, the warriors revered it and named it as such.

El Cid said.

[Congratulations on entering the path of Mind and Sword.]