Sword Pilgrim 140
Sword Pilgrim chapter 140

It has been 30 years since the Dragon War reached its extreme and devastated the continent.
Humans could not leave the war between Dragons and Demons, which was gradually expanding.
Brave warriors with swords, spears, axes, iron hammers, hammers, bows, fist horns, bamboo sickles, and staffs gathered.
They gathered together to form an army, and as a coalition, they executed the Dragon and Demon.
A dazzling story that will remain in history for a long time.
One that will be a brilliant true story.
But the process was disastrous.
“Get a grip!
kuuung!
A brave warrior of the tribe
Titeo witnessed the bodies of his comrades who had died trying to save him vanish into ashes, leaving no trace behind.
Fire erupted as the Dragon roared, poison flew in, and all manner of divine weapons spewed from its mouth, killing all of its comrades.
The “devils” tried harder.
They corrupted their friends, routinely deluded themselves against the gods, and cursed everything that lived. They preached that God is not a being that rewards faith, wielded strange weapons, and spent their days killing.
“Zenma, you’ve fallen again!”
Damn it!” I knew something was wrong with you! What the hell are you doing? ! Now… now slash!
Even in our sleep we had to shake off the devil’s whispers, and as soon as we heard the slightest sound of wind we had to get up with our weapons.
The devil whispered and the dragon flew above, burning everything on the ground.
It didn’t matter if it was morning or night. Dragon, with its physical superiority over humans and its strength from birth, was the enemy that everyone feared.
The armor of the devil defeated the mortals who cried out to the gods and fooled the eyes of the dragon.
[I was scared].
One step forward and the coworker I’d been conversing with before I went to bed was dead.
When I took both steps, the father of one of my children died, and the moment I kicked three steps, the brave warrior who represented the armor was corrupted and became my enemy.
They became moving corpses, the seeds of Demon, and we had to kill them.
Yesterday’s coworkers are today’s family.
We have had to kill the beings who will be tomorrow’s lovers, and we have had to stare death in the face.
War for peace.
War for peace.
We made everyone suffer and fall into despair.
[Humans are weak].
The war that pushed forward into a three-way battle was chaos itself, and the humans between Dragon and devil were infinitely small.
There were only so many numbers.
They were all just weak in both strength and spirit.
“Titeo! Don’t dawdle!”
But because there were shining stars among them. She was the light.
The dream in her heart.
It was hope.
“Get a grip! How long are you going to keep staring at Stella!”
“All right! Urazi.”
CHWAAK!!!
Cut out the moving corpse.
You see the battlefield approaching as you step over the Dragon subspecies.
The heroes fighting the Dragon.
The devils who aim between them.
Stella-sama!”
Stella’s surroundings are clear with sword petals as she runs after stepping on the Dragon’s tail.
Cut off the Dragon’s tail. Cut off its torso.
Lift its head and cut off its hair.
There was no shortage of these movements, and the divinely possessed swordsmanship argued the heavens.
With a flutter
Before I knew it, the battlefield was riddled with petals.
We loved her for making flowers bloom on a battlefield full of despair.
“Wave after wave.”
KUUUUUUUUUUN!!!
KUUUUUUUUUN!!!
The ground twisted at her single sword, blood winds blew, and a startling roar could be heard from all sides.
Both devil and usage were equal in front of her sword.
In many cases, the dragoons in the background were decapitated by her single sword.
One Sword
An existence where Gao can shake the battlefield with a single sword.
That’s the transcendent one.
She is a heroic slayer, a saint of swords.
The one who is as close to God as possible.
Stella.
Her petals ravaged the area, spreading Dragon’s blood on the floor and turning devil’s injustice into fertilizer on the ground as well.
However, many of the Yong people and the devils were as good as her. She was slowly growing as the light of humanity, but the war was raging on at a rapid pace.
Humanity relied on her.
They forced her to make sacrifices.
Humanity was weak, and she was strong.
But still, the battlefield tormented mankind, and resentment piled up in layers, and emotions that did not know what was good and what was evil wandered the battlefield.
“…….”
A lot of people died.
Yong, Ma, Yin.
All died.
Die, die, die again.
The green earth was devastated, crushed, and crushed again into sand.
The finely crushed sand contains blood.
The sand turned red.
The sky also turned red.
But the war is not over.
There was no sign of an end to the war, even after killing and killing.
It was like a support army of humanity rushing in.
The same was true for the devil.
But.
Still, we….
We had to move forward.
We were in the midst of preserving the peace with death.
[I cried sadly]
* * *
Slowly.
Callius woke up and realized that he had reached a door.
It was a door to the next floor.
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But I didn’t mess with it badly.
[Humanity’s rescuer, Stella’s swordplay]
“‘You have witnessed the true path of Silver Flower Wave Sword’s collapse. Technique is increased by +3.]
Just by looking at it, my skill was increased.
In the months that followed, the skill that had barely reached 19 rose to 22.
The true state of the Fracture Furnace meant the name at a tremendous level.
“‘Silver Flower Wave Sword, I have witnessed the path of bankruptcy. You can ask the true meaning to the Rupture.
You will be rewarded if you bring this fact to the attention of the Order of Valtherus.”]
[……]
[ You have already mastered the Silver Flower Wave Sword, Puffalo. But it’s the Flame Infusion version, artificially reduced in power.
[ Your skill at peeking at the real Puffalo will take a step forward.]
Callius slowly drew his sword.
Roas emanated a cool tone as he emerged from the inspection area .
The Giant Gate of Corruption
Callius held his sword straight up to that gate, which depicted an aspect of the Great Hall of the Dragon Horse, engraved in shadow.
Hwaaa.
His sword is covered with the Sword Qi.
Immediately the silver Sword Qi blooms with petals scattered in all directions.
Each Sword Qi Fragment that looked like a flower petal had a power that was incomparable to the previous one.
And this was already….
“Higanbana.”
He was even able to mix in the properties of the higanbana.
Each one of these petal-like Sword Qi Fragments was the same as a bomb.
Of course, his instincts told him that he wouldn’t use it like a stela in its prime yet.
But it definitely told him that he was stronger than before.
He was certainly smiling with pleasure, but…
It was quickly taken back .
The cruelty of war.
Their sacrifice.
Their helplessness in the face of a powerful enemy.
All of it came straight to Titheo.
The hesitation in Callius’ hands as he put on his sword.
The emotion in his eyes was not one of fear.
It was deep regret.
It was a kind of guilt.
But he quickly brushed his head away.
I am also.
Just like they did back then.
I have no choice but to move on.
Callius stepped out.
Pushing out the door to the next floor. Unlike before, the door was solid.
It was as if it was asking.
Are you ready for this?
Callius answered.
kuuuuuuuu!
The door to the floor opened quickly and Callius answered.
He didn’t stop.
* * * *
“Okay, Titeo. You okay?”
“Fine. You’re the Supreme Prosecutor’s Office again. Urazi.”
Urazi was Titeo’s comrade in arms.
He was his best friend, his family.
His Supreme Prosecutor’s Office skills easily cut off the heads of Dragons, even subspecies, and ruthlessly defeated the temptation of devils.
Titheo was proud of him for that.
Unlike his cowardly self.
Because he was strong.
“I’ve brought you a shield worthy of you.”
“What’s this?”
“I brought it for the shields.”
“Oh…”
“It doesn’t serve the shield god so we can’t use our true abilities, but it’s still sturdy, there’s nothing like it.”
Urazi smiled cheekily as he presented the shield to Titeos.
It was because Titeo, who had received the shield, unusually enjoyed trying out the shield art.
Urazhi spoke bitterly to Titeo, who smiled contentedly after testing the shield for a while.
“Let’s live. Titeo.
“Of course! Urazi.
A friend, born and raised in the same tribe, who had fought in the Ryoma Wars with him.
With him, it was possible.
It would be hard, mentally and physically, but with Urazi….
They would be able to return together until this war was over.
He didn’t doubt it.
…It’s been four years since the humans entered the war. 
Fighting Dragons was an everyday thing for them, and they were gradually getting used to resisting the lure of the devil.
Stella and the other armored heroes ran behind them as they grew up.
And so did we, as we followed them.
The faint glimmer of hope gradually conveyed a strong spark.
Hope sprouted…”.
The buds took root.
Maybe…
Maybe this war will be over soon.
We are living a finite life.
That, unlike them, Korea’s growth would be a myth to be written at a rapid pace.
Hope has blossomed.
[Cruelly trampled]]
KWAANG!
“Kwaang!”
Hope bloomed and was trampled in vain.
“Titheo!”
Tityeo groaned as his wrist was cut by the devil’s sword.
Vladimir was startled and stood beside Tityo to confront the devils.
“Dragon has teamed up with the devil!
Was it because he felt threatened by humanity?
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Dragon and devil have joined hands.
In the name of the Dragon War, the noble Dragon joined hands with the devil and began to trample humanity.
“Titeo! Get a grip! It’s only one hand! You are a mighty warrior!!!!”
Despite Urazi’s cries, Titeo could not come back to himself.
Fear paralyzed his reason at the shock of losing the hand he was born with, and the unbearable pain made it impossible for him to make the right decision.
The fear of the battlefield that had been controlling him exploded as if it were going to explode.
[That was stupid.]
“Titeo!”
Urazi, who had struck Titeo in the chest after losing his hand, stared blankly in front of him with empty eyes. The inevitable Dragon claws hung in front of him.
Sharper than a sword and harder than a hammer, the Dragon’s claws were covered with steelware, and the devil’s sword flew from the lower level.
“I’m sorry.”
Urazi’s laugh, smirking.
Quasik, chwaak!
That was the last of it.
That was it. “Ahh! Aaahhhh! Aaaaahhhh! Urazi!!!”
* * *
[Lousy I survived.]
“‘I was relieved at his sacrifice. But I was angry again, and scared.
[All I can do is…]
[only sadness]
[There was nothing I could do]
Slowly.
Callius woke up and felt a presence in front of him, along with a huge communal figure.
kkiik.
Gachan, gachan.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.
The torches on the wall lit up in turn.
What I see these days is an article.
An iron knight with a sword It was a skeletal knight armed with iron armor all over his body.
Death Knight.
“Brady.”
Gu-oh-oh-oh!
Tac-tac-tac-tac-tac!
A strong killing intent.
My whole body went rigid.
“Urazi is a hero who experienced the Ryoma War.
Even though he had become a Death Knight, the power he possessed in life had not faded.
Soon, Callius’s body became heavy, he had a headache, and his vision became cloudy.
But it was only for a moment.
The   in Callius’ hand turned red.
At the same time as the news that he resisted the attack of the mental system, Urazi pounced on him.
The skeletons that had lost their reason and intelligence did not have the definition and spirit of the brave articles they had in life.
All it had was a KILLING INTENT towards humans.
An obsession with life.
And craving.
There was only jealousy.
Urazi’s greatsword roared and aimed at Callius’ head.
DeathKnight Urazi’s supreme prosecutor’s office technique, which strikes the Dragon’s head like a slice, is amazing for Callius to see.
He harbored the momentum to tear through Taishan.
Callius ducked in a panic as he tried to pull out Roas and strike back.
Quaaaaaaan!
Shaking the earth’s axis
The communal ground had been dug deep.
Great swords rushed toward Callius, who tried to grab the center, ripping through the explosive smoke.
“”I can’t flush.”
A greatsword of supreme power.
Callius decided that the sword was beyond his power to flush.
And that judgment was accurate.
Quaaaaaaan!
For a moment.
Urazi’s sword technique that had killed the Dragon and Demon.
The power contained in it was on a chest that Callius could not bounce back from half-heartedly.
Even if he turned into a moving corpse.
It wasn’t any different.
Avoiding Urazee’s greatsword, Callius stealthily pointed it at him.
He didn’t spill anything.
It was just a matter of avoiding his greatsword and sneaking the sword at him.
It was meant to make the trajectory really fine, but the repercussions were huge.
“Ugh!”
Ikuo
I hadn’t even hit him, but my wrist was already throbbing with pain.
A power that transcended human beings
The skill to deal with Dragons and Demons.
And physical strength that never gets tired.
Death Knight Urazi was strong.
More than he could handle now.
And then…
“That’s disgusting.”
Callius did not feel good.
Because he was strong?
Nope.
Having met an unruly enemy?
Nope.
Because the “tithe” that had made Urazi a moving corpse was disgusting? No.
Callius thrusts his hand into the air with a look of impatience.
And takes out…
It was an old shield.
With a swoosh.
It was the kind of thing that would break if you poked your hand through it.
A bandit or usable circular shield made of old boards and steel plates stacked on top of each other.
But rather so.
Urazi’s greatsword, which would destroy even the Taesan, stopped in front of the old shield.
Callius’s mood was terrible.
Sword Pilgrim chapter 140

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