Chapter 143
Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius
Episode 143
: Dieâ¦!
A voice was heard.
The voice cursed at me and told me to die.
Because of you, because of you, everything is ruined!
Why on earth were you born!
Voices full of curses were heard from all directions.
They cursed me and denied that I was even born.
If it were me before, those would have worked.
As a minor actor with low self-esteem, peopleâs curses and stares were an object of fear for me.
Unfortunately, he got the timing wrong.
I donât know what it was like before, but itâs different now.
I wasnât the type to be deceived by such things.
âwhatever.â
I snorted at those voices and swung my name.
Wow, Iâm sorry.
Nameless sliced the flesh and cut the bones.
The anonymous auror lit up my surroundings and pushed away the countless arms and faces surrounding me.
Why why!
Youâre still harassing us!
Stop dying now!
A voice screamed and fell back.
The expressions on each face were distorted as if they were evil.
It glared at the nameless one I was swinging, and glared at me who was swinging it, and screamed with an anxious face because it could not kill it.
-Is the human okay?
I heard the hatchlingâs urgent voice, probably worried that I was surrounded by the undead.
Sigh!
Instead of answering, he swung his sword and cut down the undead.
Kieeeeek!
The face screamed and fell away from me, as if it had given up trying to attack me with its voice.
âUgh, the smellâ¦â
Perhaps because it was a corpse, the smell was quite foul.
I didnât want to put something like this on my body.
âHow should I deal with him so that he can be known for having a good fight?â
They say you can endure it in moderation, but that moderation was difficult.
There was a third prince nearby who couldnât just run away.
Although it is said to be protected by the hatchlingâs barrier, the magic used by the hatchling consumes quite a lot of mana.
If you do something wrong, you could end up having to use up even the mana contained in the barrier that protects the 3rd prince.
âKill! âKill me!â
I could hear the warlocks shouting.
I was more concerned about their cries than the voices of the undead.
If it werenât for them, this wouldnât have happened.
âI just need the blood to not touch the magic circle, right?â
While looking at them, a thought suddenly occurred to me.
The reason you canât kill them is because when they die, the summoning of the undead speeds up.
Even now, it appears to have close to infinite regeneration, but it was terrifying to think about when it was perfectly summoned.
âThen all we have to do is get those guys out of the magic circle.â
The current situation could change if those who were casting spells in a safe place were separated from the magic circle.
And I had enough strength to do it.
Iâm dying!
The undead that kept clinging to me was annoying, but it wasnât so much that I couldnât beat them.
âHatchlingâs magic also takes some time.â
I had no idea how much time it would take to prepare such a large spell.
Or, the power of the undead could be so strong that preparations had to be made to that extent.
The thought of an undead with power equivalent to that of the 7th Circle was terrifying, and the warlocks who created such undead were amazing.
Sigh!
I cut off the arms of the undead that were blocking my vision and looked at the warlocks.
The warlocks had badges with pentagrams on their chests.
There were purple stars around the pentagram, and looking at the different numbers, it seemed like their ranks varied depending on the number of stars.
âThat guy has the most stars.â
While others only had four or five stars, there was a warlock who had six stars.
Seeing that he used magic faster than others, he seemed to be the strongest among them.
âI donât know what that star means.â
A wizard is no match for a knight.
Unlike wars where hundreds of people were mobilized, knights were more useful than wizards in these small-scale battles.
The reason was mobility.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
While wizards could not move when using magic, knights did not.
As long as you have an auror, you can perform your mission anywhere.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa â
Thatâs what I said.
It might be difficult if they all attack me, but they were working hard to control the undead.
It was funny to see them having a hard time controlling it after they summoned it, but to me it was a good thing.
At least they had to control the undead, so there was nothing they could do even if I got close.
If you made a mistake, the control of the undead would be released, and even their safety could not be assured.
Sreung.
He walked closer to them and aimed his cotton gun at the neck of the one with the most stars.
Then, as expected, the undeadâs movement stopped.
No matter how much he wanted to kill me, he wasnât willing to sacrifice his own life.
And if the highest-ranking person here died, it was only a matter of time before the rest of the staff died as well.
For them to be alive, their leader had to be alive too.
Kiek Kieeek â
The undead that stopped above my head looked at the warlocks with dissatisfaction and cried out.
Kill it.
I have to kill him. Iâll kill you!
Let me kill you! Kill me!
The undead shouts. The sound of dozens of people, including men, women, the elderly, and children, shouting at the same time was quite annoying.
âShut that thing up.â
Anonymous cut the warlockâs collar, scarring his neck, which had turned white from lack of light.
Blood flowed down and wet the cotton.
Eup-eup â
Black smoke came out and blocked the undeadâs mouths.
The undead glared at the warlocks with harsh eyes.
âIs there personal will?â
Unless Izzy was there, it would have been difficult to have such diverse reactions.
It was different from the undead I knew. Originally, the undead had no personal will and moved only by listening to the warlockâs commands.
However, the undead wriggling behind me were listening to the warlockâs commands, but not completely.
I felt like I was being forced to do what I wanted to do.
âWhat are you doing?â
While I was thinking about the undead, the warlock opened his mouth.
A warlock with six stars.
Judging by his thin voice, he seemed to be a woman.
âThatâs what I wanted to ask. âWhat are you doing in someone elseâs territory?â
âSomeone elseâs territory? Ah⦠I see. âAre you that Raymond?â
âDo you think you know me?â
âThereâs no way you wouldnât know. âThe guy who caused such a fuss.â
The warlock spoke to me and slowly pulled back his left hand.
Mana gathered in my left hand.
Sigh!
I cut off that shoulder. His shoulder was cut off and he fell to the ground.
The warlock who lost one arm in an instant screamed.
âKwaaaak!â
I aimed my name between the eyes of the screaming warlock.
âDonât be fooled.â
The warlock gritted his teeth and glared at me.
The blood flowing from her shoulder flowed into the magic circle.
Unlike other warlocks who had all their blood drained, perhaps because she was not dead, the magic circle did not forcibly drain her blood.
Instead, he drank the blood dripping from her and stopped the bleeding in her shoulder.
âWhat are you doing here? âWhat are those undead things?â
âHehehehe!â
She was glaring at me and suddenly started laughing.
I was impressed by her laughing like a crazy person.
She spoke in ecstasy as she looked at the expensive jewels.
âMy baby. âMy baby, who has never been or will ever be.â
ââ¦.â
âAh⦠How beautiful is this? âHeâs not even a Death Knight, but heâs an undead with a willâ¦â
She trembled and let out a hot breath.
I got goosebumps for no reason and grabbed her by the collar.
âIf you donât want to die, make it important right away.â
âno. And even if you tell me to, I canât do it. Because that thing has already escaped me. And even if I could, I wouldnât.â
âIt seems like your life is not a waste.â
âlife? My dream has come true, so what does it matter? âJust kill me.â
The warlock smiled brightly as if it didnât matter.
crazy person. Threats were meaningless to a guy like this.
Iâm not afraid of death, so thereâs no way threatening me will work.
âThere is only one way.â
Getting rid of those undead.
There was no other way.
Kwaaaaang!
He kicked another warlock and knocked him out of the magic circle.
âWow!â
The warlocks who fell from the magic circle hit a tree in the distance.
He said while glaring at the warlock who was holding him by the collar.
âIâll make you regret not listening to me.â
âhow? Are you going to torture me?â
âno. âI know that doesnât work for you.â
Instead, there was another way.
This is what these guys fear more than death.
That meant that his creation was not completed and was destroyed.
âWatch carefully from there.â
He threw her where the warlocks were lying and raised the name high.
The magic circle that absorbed her blood was emitting stronger light.
Wow â
the name is filled with aura.
âOh, no! donât do it!â
The warlock screamed as if he sensed what I was about to do.
Belatedly, I felt the undead trying to move.
Pajjijijik â Moo
-myeong was stuck in the magic circle faster than that, causing a rejection reaction to the foreign substance that the magic circle had penetrated into his body.
Ahhhhhh-
a painful scream was heard from the undead.
Unlike how no matter how much I cut again and again, it was of no use, attacking the magic circle had a great effect.
âdonât do it! Stop!â
I twisted the name while listening to the dark wizardâs evil voice.
The aura filled with ignorance caused a crack in the magic circle.
Kyaaaaaaaaa!
The undead began to run wild.
The long body was rolling around in great pain.
âKill, kill!â
I heard the warlockâs screams and a heavy shock hit my shoulder.
It would have been dangerous if Moo-myeong hadnât stopped him quickly.
âI should have done this a long time ago. âThere was no need to wait for magic.â
Even though it was difficult, I hesitated too much about the problem that would be easily solved if I ran on my own.
The arm that blocked the undead attack was throbbing, but not to the point where I couldnât swing the nameless weapon.
If the entire magic circle is destroyed, those undead will also end.
âThere is nothing more painful than watching with your own eyes something more precious than your own life dying.â
Killing the undead here can cause mental shock to the warlock.
âItâs better to take the warlock alive if possible. If you do well, youâll be able to find out its headquarters.â
I was able to find out what their plans were when they suddenly showed up after hiding their entire lives.
No matter how much I wasnât afraid of death and how well I could overcome the torture, I couldnât endure it forever.
The Magic Tower also contained magic that could destroy a personâs mind and reveal secrets.
âWhat is that?â
With that thought in mind, I woke up and stiffened as I stood on the magic circle.
The undead that looked like a human centipede had something strange hanging from its head.
âAA AA AA!â
The warlockâs ecstatic voice was heard.