Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Tasty Past Bait is Fundamental to Catch a Big Fish! (5)

A giant Valtara warrior fired blade Aura.

Every time their attacks crossed, a ripple of light would burst out, crushing objects around them mercilessly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the other side, the third individual to be blessed by the Goddesses destroyed the battlefield.

“Kybriel’s darkness shall strike my enemy down!”

He continued casting his spiritual arts and punching them.

The tremendous powers of destruction burst and collided.

Due to that, the citadel of Count Breshir was being demolished in real-time.

Their levels were so high that the aftermath of the battle was terrifying.

Every time a sword was swung, the earth cracked, and every time a punch was delivered, a hole was made in the sky.

Flames, thunderstorms, and rainstorms were raging.

The heaven and the earth fluctuated, and thunders relentlessly rang.

Rumbling!

In that hellish landscape, Eflen came to a desperate realization.

He noticed that when fighting against three-digit-leveled monsters, they should never set up a siege.

“Ahhhhhh…”

At that rate, the soldiers would be caught up and killed.

He raised his voice.

“E-everybody back! Retreat!”

Well, there was no need to give orders.

The other knights and the soldiers had already taken refuge far away.

“Oh, my God…”

“What’s with that power?”

“How high is their level to be able to do that?”

Everyone was trying to hide, forgetting about the siege.

It was a violation of orders, but Eflen didn’t blame them.

Rather than joining in the fight, he was trying to save himself as well.

Hiding behind the crumbling stone wall, Eflen trembled as he watched the war.

‘They’re strong.’

He was a level 80 Magic Swordsman, but he didn’t dare join that battle.

Even the weakest-looking red-haired Mage seemed to be at least ten levels higher than Eflen.

If he fought against the Valtara warrior or the Spiritual Boxer, he would die before even landing an attack!

They were extremely fearsome.

The regular army of Eflen and the Fairy Kingdom alone would never have been a match.

‘Without Akhtarun’s Aliens, this would’ve been my grave.’

At the same time, he thought it was a relief.

Those fanatics were really strong.

Even Akhtarun’s Aliens might not be able to defeat them.

But it was okay.

It was not a waste to lose the Aliens, anyway.

‘By then, they’d have exhausted all their power!’

There were only five.

Like the other Templar Lords of the Holy Punishers, they were not accompanied by their troops.

It was a very arrogant move.

Of course, they had the right to be arrogant, but they were still foolish.

‘There’s no ally to help them once they’re exhausted, right?’

If so, he could clear all the dying people and take all the credit!

‘Foolish bastards!’

Eflen was certain.

‘We’ll win if we drag on like this!’

* * *

A blue blade Aura flew in a diagonal line.

“Die, Valtara!”

Even behind his back, an eerie sword tried to penetrate through his vital points.

“Revenge from the monster old man!”

Numerous spells continued between the front and back attacks.

The two Magic Swordsmen repeatedly attacked and dashed away, shaking Ryu Han-bin, and powerful magic prevented him from advancing or retreating.

When they were tired, the light of spiritual arts restored their energy and stamina.

“Raise your spirits in the light of Althea!”

The teamwork of the six Aliens was truly outstanding.

Like sophisticated cogwheels, they continued to attack Ryu Han-bin in conjunction with each other without any gaps.

“Whew…”

Breathing deeply, Han-bin focused his mind.

‘Calmly…”

Without losing ground against many opponents, he looked broadly at the entire war situation.

‘Grasp the flow first.’

Ryu Han-bin had trained with Leon Hart’s help to counterattack Akhtarun’s Aliens.

It utilized a surprise attack aimed at the gap in consciousness, which had been great fun at the Sacred peak Generosus.

Of course, it was unlikely that those who had been fighting for decades would lay themselves open to attack.

If they were that sloppy, they would’ve already been dead before they reached that level.

So, he had to make a gap by force.

To do so, understanding the situation of the battle first was an absolute prerequisite!

“Argh! Argh!”

As he continued to endure, Han-bin kept watching the battlefield.

He got more and more small wounds.

Suddenly, an eerie glare flashed in his eyes.

‘All right, I get it!’

He didn’t have a full grasp on it yet, but it was enough.

He could fill up the gaps with overwhelming power!

“Taaaaaaaah!”

The flames of Aura exploded.

The Aliens were startled and stopped moving.

“Gasp!”

“What is it?”

“He’s trying something!”

Han-bin was pointing at the Aliens with his Gigant.

‘The power to break the mountain put it in the mustard seed!’

The immense amount of Aura was out of control and overflowing.

The runaway power condensed endlessly into a single point.

A huge explosion occurred soon after.

Boom!

A formidable torrent of destruction began to flow like a great river under Ryu Han-bin’s will.

-Valtara’s Fighting Spirit!

* * *

The Aliens were embarrassed.

It was tremendous energy indeed.

Even those who relied on the Guideline couldn’t help but feel that it was a massive explosion of Aura.

So they were on high alert…

Boom!

Then it just blew up.

“Self-destruction?”

“Is he a fool?”

At that moment…

A muscular warrior with a red-hot body appeared again through the explosion.

It wasn’t his blood that was flowing.

A frighteningly compressed dense Aura glowed crimson red!

“Oh, it hurts like hell, this…”

Ryu Han-bin grumbled and glared.

At the same time, all the Aliens felt the same emotions.

A truly overwhelming sense of death permeated as if it were falling on them with its wings spread out.

“Gasp!”

“W-what did he do?”

Han-bin kicked the ground.

Nearly two meters tall, the giant body flew forward lightly like a feather and glided smoothly like the wind.

He then went to his opponent’s back in an instant.

His speed was different from before.

Black-red-blade Aura was rushing into Pyotr.

“Gasp!”

Frightened, Pyotr quickly fell back.

If he tried to stop that formidable energy, he would get cut off unconditionally.

The problem was that the flow that had been linked to it was broken at once.

‘If I dig in here, I will find a way out.’

He never intended to blow the best gap in vain.

With a smile of remorse, Ryu Han-bin began to rush in recklessly.

“Taaaaaaaah!”

While holding the compressed Aura blade, he scattered blood and Aura all over the place, leaving a long-lasting afterimage in the air.

-Crosscut!

A red flash was aimed at the waist of the Alien Magic Swordsman.

The moment it hit, the Alien couldn’t withstand it.

The opponent broke in two with an explosion.

Then he disappeared from the air.

“M-Mesrat!”

“Oh, my God, one blow?”

Ryu Han-bin continued to dig in among the terrified Aliens with his new Aura.

Gigant was swung against the Spiritist behind the scenes.

At that moment, the Aliens moved to protect Richardson as usual.

‘Oops!’

‘Go, go away!’

The lines collided in the air.

The number of people, which used to be six, became five, and the linkage movement was twisted.

Of course, it was just a small gap, so a few seconds would be enough to make up for…

-Aura Smash!

Ryu Han-bin didn’t allow even a second.

‘This is the trick I’ve learned from Leon Hart’s abuse! Can I be satisfied by clearing only one?’

Richardson hurriedly performed defensive spiritual arts, but it was useless.

The sword’s power was so strong that it tore up the defense itself like a piece of paper.

The whole body of the Spiritist was divided into two pieces.

Boom!

Ryu Han-bin continued the offensive.

‘Shake them first!’

“Gasp! Stop him!”

‘Then amid all their confusion…’

“What? When did he come this way?”

Han-bin didn’t give them any time to wake up!

“Argh!”

The tense war quickly reversed.

From six, their number went down to one.

“Ugh…”

While he was trembling in fear, he was enveloped with a red flash.

-Vertical cut!

Ryu Han-bin, who instantly killed all of his opponents, frowned and turned to the others.

He was watching the other Aliens facing Kibie’s party.

‘Well, time to aim for those bastards!’

* * *

The red giant utilized his bloodied sword.

With each swing, an Alien died.

“Argh, Argh!”

“Argh!”

Ryu Han-bin attacked not only Kibie’s side but also Leon Hart’s Aliens.

The Aliens’ bodies continued to disappear from Latna.

Gigant swiftly destroyed them.

They couldn’t be captured because of the ban anyway.

They would die on their own even if he caught them.

He didn’t need to do it since Kibie’s shadow reading could obtain information with the equipment they left behind.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t capture them alive anyway.

He couldn’t control his power at all.

‘This is too strong!’

It was because the fighting spirit was immensely powerful.

It was too much to control the flow.

He couldn’t control his power because the fighting spirit was constantly swaying him.

To paraphrase, it was like beating an egg by swinging a few dozen kilograms of barbells against it in quick succession?

It was like telling them not to break an egg in that situation, but only to crack the egg on the surface. It was impossible.

Bam!

The egg broke.

Bam!

Another egg broke.

It was different from real eggs, but his opponents exploded anyway.

“Argh!”

Finally, ten Aliens disappeared.

Only then did Ryu Han-bin breathe out after fighting.

“Gasp! Gasp!”

There were still a few more, but he couldn’t continue fighting any longer.

‘That’s… that’s my limit.’

To control the Valtara’s Fighting Spirit required a formidable mind.

It was like fighting on a single thread of extremities.

It required a lot of concentration because he fell even if he made a small mistake.

‘Wow, Sword King, how does he fight for hours in this condition?’

Admiring Baotolt, he glared at the remaining Aliens.

There was already no more fighting intention left.

“T-that’s…”

“Is that the Sword King’s…”

“Has he been hiding his Aura skill…?”

The remaining four threw down their weapons, saying they were surrendering.

And at the same time, they vomited blood.

“Ugh!”

“What the hell is this…?”

“Why are we…”

Ryu Han-bin thought their reactions were strange.

‘They still don’t know that surrender will kill them, do they?’

It didn’t make any sense.

He fully understood that they were in the ban to prevent betrayal, but…

‘Wouldn’t it be better to let them know that surrender will kill them? Well, at least they can make them fight to the death.’

Han-bin’s wondering ears heard a loud voice.

“Everyone, attack! Attack!”

It was Eflen’s cry, who had been hiding.

“Look! He’s exhausted! He can’t be as strong as before anymore! We can kill him now!”

Leon Hart gave a bitter smile.

“That’s funny.”

Ryu Han-bin was no longer able to fight.

He was exhausted, and his physical condition was terrible due to the aftereffects of Valtara’s Fighting Spirit.

However, Han-bin was not alone.

“What are we, scarecrows?”