Episode 280:
Balterusâ Sword.
It is a very powerful sword as it was given to the first god.
A sword that retains the form of a pure sword is focused on just cutting.
A sword that cuts through anything.
A sword that cuts even the divinity of a god.
That is the essence of a sword.
âAshes are also cut.â
As expected, Balterusâs sword cut down even the divine and even the ashes of Calius.
-I wish you to close your eyes forever.
I couldnât hear what you were saying.
Bane Divinity, of course, threatened his life. When was the last time I almost died like this? Itâs pretty old.
From the moment he grabbed the sword, every day crossed the threshold of death.
But at some point it came off.
âHasnât this happened since the War in the North?â
The Great War with the Orcs.
He fought really fiercely and overcame death several times.
Orc warrior Kelâtuk.
The first battle he encountered with Kelâtuk, the great orc warrior, drove him to the point of death.
After a fierce bloody battle, he even drank the holy water.
Luteon appears later
A troll underground in the Sinking Forest.
In addition, Keltuk, the Orc commander who commanded the final battlefield.
I went through countless life-and-death experiences at that time.
He survived fiercely and achieved many things based on his tenacious vitality.
Thatâs why, at some point, I gradually escaped from the threshold of death.
Compared to the abilities he possessed, the power he possessed was so superior that he easily defeated strong enemies. But could it not be matched by the real God?
I suffered so much that it was so absurd.
âBalterus.â
Also, he was strong.
Even as my body dies, the sky is dyed gold.
I will drive out the color of the ashes I made and cultivate the world with gold. As if it were my death sentence.
âOh sword.â
I felt my dying body and closed my eyes. I closed my eyes and the world went dark.
knife.
Iâve always loved swords.
All men like swords, so I was like that normally.
The instrument was simple.
In many fairy tales and stories, the warrior always held the sword while enduring adversity.
Even though he was exhausted and had no energy, he tied his hand and sword with a cloth and swung.
Most of the warriorâs weapons were swords.
I also liked the sword. that was cool
The spear and the ax were fine, but the elegance of the sword was nothing compared to them.
That was good.
So the sword was good.
Then I came across several stories.
An anecdote about making a sword from an old book.
A blacksmith who threw his wife into a furnace to make a famous sword.
Nonsensical stories that were created due to various superstitions and indigenous beliefs before modernization.
Many stories of people sacrificing their lives to make swords left a lot of impression on me.
Itâs a cruel story, but it was an anecdote that resonated deeply with me.
And I thought.
If it were possible to put a standard of value on people and turn them into swords.
If you can turn a person into a sword.
What kind of swords will be born?
Even thinking about it gave me goosebumps that didnât go away for a while.
But my heart was throbbing hotly.
My heart was beating fast as if it would explode.
I missed you.
I wanted to create such a world.
As if it were my mission, I created and recreated the world.
Thus, the pilgrimâs path was born.
okay.
was born that way
my world is
so i will keep
Iâm still
I havenât seen all of them.
I donât know the end of the story they made up their lives made by my own hands.
Even my own end.
chin!
Grab the sword stuck in your heart.
Even though his divinity was being extinguished by the sword that could cut anything, Callius did not care.
âThere are too many divinities.â
The divinity that permeates him now is already gathered to overflowing levels.
The divinity of the apostles that I have gathered so far.
demi-god divinity.
And Lumpad and Kunta. Even that of Isabelle and Radon.
-Donât be trifled with. Even if itâs the last way, die humbly. Donât show the ugliness of struggling like a worm.
âIâm sorry. Itâs usually been this way since I became Colius.â
That time when I was called a fool wherever I went.
The reason why Colius was able to survive was nothing special.
âI am someone who has never really achieved anything on my own.â
-Are you bragging about that?
shaking.
Calliusâ hands shaking as he held the sword stuck in his heart.
I could clearly feel that I was gradually losing strength along with the pain.
Balterusâs eyes widen with contempt, and he pushes the sword through his heart with more force.
But Colliers is not afraid.
His eyes showed even a certain degree of madness.
what made him that way
Balterus was strange, but thatâs about it.
There are no surprises in his death.
âPeople cannot live alone. No, itâs the same with any being. I always felt that keenly.â
moving body.
A sword that can cut opponents.
growing power.
There are many things that could not be achieved if they were all alone.
Colius is lonely, but he is not without help.
He was always helpful.
So, the power of Colius was not built up by himself.
âIt is still the same now.â
Whiing.
The air flow suddenly changed.
â What did you do?
Even as he asked, Balterus clearly felt it.
âWhy do you think I would have to work so hard to spread my sanctuary to the whole world?â
-âŚ
Itâs a very difficult thing to even maintain. Colliers had been holding it for several days.
while fighting with yourself.
âItâs over at last.â
â What do you mean?
Balterusâ brow narrowed.
Callies was speechless.
No, rather, he was smiling.
Even though the sword pierces the heart.
Creepy.
Balterusâs instincts were warning him.
he did something And it was by no means light. You can reverse this situationâŚ
-No, nothing will change no matter what you do. you will die here!
Balterus let out an evil cry.
Itâs been a long time since I blocked all variables.
His own sword had already caused cracks in his body. It was blocked with overflowing divinity, but it wouldnât last long.
However, contrary to Balterusâ expectations,
signs of gear appeared.
slither.
â What!
It was then.
Suddenly, the handle of the sword that Balterus was holding turned into ash and began to fly away.
-Nonsense! The essence of the sword is pure! Why can I be stained by your ashes?!
âDidnât you say it with your mouth, stupid? Itâs the sword I gave you. And you must have forgotten what I am.â
Colliers.
before he was reborn.
-The scabbardâŚ
Itâs the scabbard.
Whii-i-!
The subsword permeates Colius completely. And the huge sanctuary spread all over the world is reaped.
â GrayâŚ
The gray sky disappears. No, all of them become ashes and gather as one.
The land of the earth turns to ash, the sea turns to ash, and the sky turns to ash.
Everything turns to ash and permeates into Colius.
the color of the ashes.
all head towards him
and soon.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
A pillar of light made of ash soared.
It was taller and darker than the sacred pillars that gathered the divinities of all the gods.
in it
A man appeared, dyed gray enough to be considered the incarnation of ashes.
The manâs head is ashes.
The man whose eyes were also stained with ash had all sorts of beings appearing in the form of ashes behind his back, and then disappeared in an instant.
Colliers. maybe not
-Are you a god?
The one who became the true god of the sword.
He stood in front of Balterus.
-ha ha ha!
Balterus, who took a backward step, laughed haha without even realizing it.
Even though there was no space to escape, he took a step backwards due to the huge energy he harbored.
the world is gone
It all turned into ashes.
The reason why he opened the sanctuary was to embrace the world itself within himself!
I didnât even dream of it. I couldnât imagine that he would do something like that.
To think that he would take the unified world itself and become a god.
-Ha ha ha ha ha!!
Balterus couldnât help but laugh. What have you done so far to become a true god?
He deceived and incited the other gods to desire the golden cloth.
Finally, the two worlds were put together.
And he killed all the gods and extorted even their divinity.
How long have you been waiting for this day
How much patience did you have until this moment arrived?
Incompetent and pathetic father. I wanted to ascend to a new heaven by using him as a sacrifice for the last time!
But who prepared the stage?
On the contrary, who has become a sacrifice?
Who has become a god!
-Donât laughâŚ!!
Balterus bit his lip.
A planet is gone.
What exists is the vast universe.
All that remains is the wreckage of the building where they stand, abandoned in the galaxy.
However, what does that mean?
That was not a reason to give up.
His divinity remains, and his sword remains. Itâs just that one of the best swords has disappeared.
Things just went wrong.
My expectations just went wrong.
Balterus endured countless hours.
There was no way I couldnât be patient with more time.
However, the god of the scabbard did not let it go.
âBalterus. You know what?â
in it
The god of the scabbard took a step forward with a scabbard and a single sword.
-âŚ.
âOriginally.â
He spat out a word and drew his sword into the scabbard.
âSword and scabbard strike as one.â
Iâm spitting out good things. He unsheathed a sword he had never seen before in his scabbard.
It wasnât fast.
In Balterusâs eyes, it was a slow speed like a child swinging.
-WhatâŚ
.But he couldnât escape.
I couldnât even stop it.
His sword passed through and cut through Balterusâ sword, which was created in an instant.
-why meâŚ!
A stab wound formed on Balterusâ chest.
However, the wound was a little strange.
No blood came out as if it never existed. The wound itself just disappeared.
-What are you doing!!
âI cut the sword and put the sheath. It just became one.â
cut and put cut and hold
His sword does not exist as it exists, it exists as it does not exist. So cut and hold at the same time.
It was safe to say that it was erased.
âBecause bugs need to be erased.â
-I will be the god of the new world!! to you! I wonât die to you!!
in the torn cracks.
Balterus runs away to the place where the golden light leaks out.
His sword pursues him.
âRepealization.â
Gu-gu-gu-gu-!
Colossal ashes fly.
Ashes that seemed to cover up even the sun spread all over the place in an instant and covered Balterus.
-damn!
Balterus let out a curse and turned into a sword in an instant and fired into the golden sky.
A truly instantaneous affair.
However, the god of the scabbard was not taken aback.
As he beckoned, each and every one of the countless ashes turned into sharpened swords.
Each one cannot be compared to that sword, but what came to mind behind him was an incalculable number, and there was only one goal.
âLetâs see which sword will break first.â
as his arm goes down.
A shower of gray meteors began to pour backwards.