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Chapter 279


A bright red mist hung like a dark cloud over the night air of Gran Seville, a brighter light than the sun.
The red radish, which sent shivers down the spine just by looking at it, endlessly enveloped the sky above the city, spreading a strange energy.

Puzzle.

Raon bit his molars gently.

‘Jusuljin… .’

There is no way that red mist, which can be barely seen even after using the ring of fire, the magic of the requiem sword, and the magical eye of anger, was formed naturally. White-blooded believer. It was clear that it was a strategy created by a high-ranking official with extensive knowledge in magic.

‘Don’t the blood demons know the extent of it?’

I’m completely out of my mind.

Even though Granseville is not that big, it is unimaginable that the entire city is covered with a witch camp. All I could say was that I was crazy.

‘The blood I felt earlier must have flowed from there.’

Unless a blood cult leader or a top apostle comes, it is impossible to perfectly maintain a formation of that scale.
The faint blood I felt when I first came here seemed to have flowed from the cracks in the magic circle.

-Do you finally understand? You’re always slow.

Lars snorted, saying it looked like a slug. Judging by his reaction, it seems he has known for a long time.

Wooooow!

Requiem Sword also felt the blood technique and burst into a sword full of anger and resentment.

Raon stroked the wailing requiem sword and narrowed his eyes.

‘so… .’

What kind of strategy is that?

It was clear that there was a special purpose, as the huge formation was hidden so secretly that even the master could not properly understand it.

‘It’s not blocking entry… .’

Seeing as there is no problem leaving and entering Gran Seville, it is not a simple method of controlling access.
Looking at the constant swelling of blood in the clouds, there was a high possibility that it was a seriously dangerous spell.

‘I don’t know from here.’

Having seen the forest from afar, it was time to find out what species of trees were inside the forest.

Raon calmed down the energy he had brought up and came down from the hill. He crossed Lake Malve and returned to Gran Seville, just as invisible as when he came here.

Perhaps because I had seen it once, I was able to find the blood magic using only the ring of fire, without the magic eye of the requiem sword and the magical eye of anger.

“hmm?”

Raon looked at the red mist and frowned slightly.

‘It looks like something was mixed with blood.’

It’s different from the blood I’ve felt before.

I felt an unfamiliar, familiar energy in the red mist floating in the air. It seemed like that strength was one of the factors hiding his blood.

Raon let out a shaky breath as he looked at the red waves that seemed to be pressing down on his chest.

‘If it’s this range, I would have killed at least a hundred units.’

Looking directly from below, I was overwhelmed by the scope and size of the magic formation. It was clear that he accumulated blood magic by killing random people regardless of whether they were soldiers or ordinary people.

‘The good news is that the concentration is light.’

Still, there is a problem. If that enormous blood energy were concentrated in one place, it would be so powerful that half of this city would blow away.

Tsk.

Oetong Waterway.

If they reveal that a spell is being used here and try to get the people out, that spell will explode and blow up the city, and if left like this, the completed spell will be activated and something even more serious will happen.
It was a tight road that could not go anywhere.

‘There… .’

There is one more problem.

No matter how good a shaman he is, it is nearly impossible to operate shamanism on this scale and not be caught by anyone.

In other words, the number of white blood cultists in Gran Seville could be more than twice as large as expected, or it could be possible that white blood cultists have infiltrated the black market, or both.

‘It’s frustrating.’

The only person I could trust was Gwangpungdan, there was little information, and I didn’t know when this spell would explode, so I felt uncomfortable.

-That’s pathetic.

Lars climbed up onto his shoulder and snorted.

-Looking at you, unable to do anything on your own, my stomach sinks.
‘Do you know what that spell is?’
-Hmph, this king doesn’t know about such lesser powers.
‘Pretending to be proud when you don’t know anything.’
-It’s different! It’s not that I’m being condescending, it’s that I don’t need to know!

The guy looked up at the sky above Gran Seville and clicked his tongue.

-If this were the king, he would have shattered such unpleasant energy from the front. As I say every time, any hex is meaningless in the face of absolute power! Even when the main king was in the demon world, there were quite a few people who used trivial techniques to install things, but they all got their heads… .
‘Break it into pieces from the front… .’

Raon licked his lips as he recalled what Lars had said.

‘If you want to destroy the witchcraft formation head on… ah!’

Just let it go.

Do it. That spell is operated through the formation method, so all you have to do is cancel the formation method. That was the way to break the spell head on.

‘It’s quite possible.’

He also knows some magic and is very knowledgeable in magic.
Since there was a ring of fire that could see the flow of energy and a requiem sword that could break blood energy, it was not impossible to destroy that huge formation.

‘If it goes well, we might be able to take advantage of this situation.’

Looking at the subtle flaws in the spell, it is definitely not created by a high-ranking apostle of the Grand Master level.

Unless you are a high-ranking apostle, you cannot remotely activate that massive scale.
If you wait here and the shaman comes out to activate the formation, you can break the formation and hit the shaman’s neck, and the whole situation can be ended in an instant.

‘also.’

Raon grinned and patted Lars on the back.

‘You’re the only one who can help me.’
-What do you mean! What do you mean you helped me?!
‘There is such a thing.’
-What! Speak quickly!

Lars swallowed dryly, as if he was anxious.

-What are you talking about?

* * *

Clap.

A middle-aged man clad entirely in a pure white robe walks down a dark hallway. The sound of the shoes, which should have been hard, was soaked in the sticky, red moisture on the floor and sank to the bottom.

He passed through a fishy-smelling hallway and entered a cavity with a soft glow.

On the right side of the cavity, there was a mountain of corpses of people of all ages and genders with limp limbs, and the floor was stained bright red with blood flowing from the corpses.

“Apostle.”

The robed man knelt down to the young man sitting next to the mountain of corpses.

“Huh… .”

The young man was tearing the child’s shoulder with his teeth with his shirt off, and a soft moan was coming out of the child’s withered mouth as if he was still alive.

“Tews. “I thought you told me not to disturb you while I was eating?”

The young man glared at the man in the robe with irritated eyes. The sword mark on her chest wriggled as if it were alive. 7 apostles. He was here, still bearing the wounds suffered by Raon.

“Raon Sieghardt has appeared.”

The middle-aged man called Tus nodded.

“Raon? Raon Sieghardt?”

The 7 apostles bit off the child’s entire neck and threw it back. The wet mouth twisted up.

“He really came?”
“yes. “I arrived in Grandeville this afternoon.”
“Khahahaha!”

He ran his hands through his blood-soaked hair and burst into laughter.

“The Blood God did not abandon me.”

The Seven Apostles wiped the blood flowing from their chins with the backs of their hands and smiled eeriely.

“How long is left until the spell is completed?”
“Thanks to the feeding of my master, Bhuul, I survived for less than a week.”
“Push it to tomorrow night.”
“B-but I haven’t gathered enough blood energy to cast the spell yet! There is a possibility that Hyeolhyeongeijin will collapse!”

Teus bowed his head, asking for reconsideration.

“No, that’s enough. “The sacrifice came by itself.”

The 7 apostles laughed and shook their heads.

“Well, then… .”
“okay. Raon Sieghardt. I will use his blood as the final sacrifice to Hyeolhyeongoejin. “I guess that’s enough, right?”
“Hmm, wouldn’t it be better to deal with him after completing the spell?”
“You don’t know this guy Raon.”
“yes?”

Tus swallowed dry saliva. The voices of the seven apostles were excited, as if they had met the lover they had been waiting for. He was so excited that if he said one wrong word, his neck would be bitten.

“That guy is a crazy person who destroys common sense. “If we leave it alone, we might find Hyeolhyeongoejin.”
“S-No way… .”

The person who created the Hyeolhyeongoejin was the Baekhyeol cult leader, and he incorporated a level of secrecy into the Jinbeop that even the Grand Master could not understand.

It was natural that the Hyeolhyeongoejin he created could not follow the leader, but it was impossible for Raon, the master, to discover the Jusuljin.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you. That guy is special. “Because I broke my strength in the expert subject and left this scar on me.”

The Seven Apostles smiled as they swept away the marks on their chests made by the Requiem Sword.

“Besides, a customer came all the way here, and it’s rude to make them wait for a long time. Wouldn’t it be right to welcome the Sulwha Sword Association as it deserves its name?”
“but… .”

Tus wrinkled his forehead slightly as if he was worried.

“Are you saying you don’t trust me?”
“Oh, no!”

Teus bowed his head and trembled his shoulders.

“Ah, well, the four apostles were stabbed from behind and fell, so it’s worth it. But now I am stronger than the four apostles.”

The calm voices of the seven apostles were filled with composure and confidence. The anger that arose slightly at the end made his presence even greater.

“You only focus on completing the spell. “In two days, I will draw the blood of the continent’s youngest master.”

The 7 apostles grabbed the man next to him by the neck.

“You can kill him by force, but you can’t give him an easy end. “I will give him a choice called despair and let him choose.”

His cold laughter resonated throughout the cavity.

“I wonder what choice the Sulwha Sword Association will make.”

* * *

Martha wandered aimlessly around Gran Seville without specifying a destination.
I looked around with the look of a moderately drunk mercenary, but all I could see was the city’s gorgeous fireworks and the moths that were immersed in the light.

“captain. “Let’s leave here for today.”

A fellow member of the comrade-in-arms unit sat next to me and whispered.

“There is a possibility that you may be suspected because you move around too much.”
“Tsk, I understand.”

Martha clicked her tongue and nodded. She wanted to find it on her own, but she couldn’t repeat her mistake. Calming her impatience, she turned away.

“spin… .”

When I was about to ask him to go back, I bumped into a girl who looked a little messy.

“Oh, sorry.”

The girl immediately nodded and ran into the alley between the bars.

“You’re so fucking cute.”

Marta smiled as she looked at the girl’s back.

“yes?”
“I’m waiting here.”

I waved to my group members and headed towards the alley where the girl had entered a little while ago. Her alley was empty, as if her child had already left.

“I knew it.”

Marta nodded as if she knew that would happen, then crossed the alley and headed to the right. A little while ago, a girl was looking at her familiar wallet in an alley inside.

“omg!”

The girl was startled and tried to run away, but Marta immediately kicked the wall and moved backwards, blocking her path.

“Give it to me when you have something nice to say.”
“W-what!”

The girl bit her lip and hid the wallet she was holding behind her.

‘It’s the same.’

With the old me.

Marta looked at the girl calmly. His face was dirty and he had bruises here and there. She felt a little nostalgic for the image of her that reminded her of her childhood.

But that is that, and this is this. I couldn’t just let the pickpocket go.

“Do you want to get beaten up and hand it over? Or would you like to give it to you?”

Martha said as kindly as she could and snapped her fingers.

“eww… .”

The girl’s chin was shaking in fear, but she could not easily give him the bag.

Martha knew exactly why.

‘Because I have to repay it.’

Looking at the child’s appearance, it was clear that he was giving money to someone. He meant that he, dressed as a mercenary, did not have enough time to resort to pickpocketing.

“Whoa… .”

Marta tapped the girl on the head and snapped her finger again.

“If you give it back now, I’ll pay for the food, so give it to me.”

Normally, I would have destroyed the store, but right now I was on a mission, so I couldn’t afford to do that. An old thought came to mind, and he decided to send it away by giving him a reasonable amount of silver.

“Really?”
“If you don’t like it, get beaten up.”
“no!”

The girl shook her head and held out her wallet with both hands.

“So that… hmm?”

Marta laughed and stopped to reach for her pocket. She swallowed her dry saliva as she looked at the cuts on her girl’s wrists.

“What are you doing?”
“yes?”
“Who gave me this wound?”
“Why did that suddenly happen… .”
“Because I need to know.”

Marta gritted her teeth and grabbed the girl’s wrist.

I needed to know no matter what.

Because I could feel the slightest trace of blood on this child’s wrist.

* * *

Raon walked around the entire hexagonal Gran Seville and observed the flow of battles. Even though it was the middle of the night, there were many people walking around, and he carried a bottle of alcohol pretending to be drunk, so no one suspected anything.

“after… .”

I leaned my back against the castle wall and let out a low breath.

‘I feel a little dizzy.’

Because it was so huge, it wasn’t easy to look at it.

However, because the range was wide, very small gaps were visible little by little. Because they put a lot of effort into hiding, it seemed like they weren’t able to perfectly adjust durability.

‘It’s quite possible.’

After seeing all the witchcraft formations covering Gran Seville, I became convinced.
It may take some time, but it was a magic circle that could be easily solved by using the ring of fire and the magic of the requiem sword.

‘The top priority for Haeju is to find it.’

We must first figure out what other energies have seeped into the blood. If you know that, breaking the formula will be much easier to achieve.

‘It’s definitely an energy I know… .’

Raon lifted his head, licking his lips. The vivid moon approached very slowly next to the cloud cover that covered Cransevil.

“It’s unnecessarily bright… uh?”

It was when I was looking at the clear moonlight, which was different from this serious situation. A dark and bloody spirit was secretly spreading from inside the city.

‘youth?’

Raon frowned and ran to the place where he felt his blood. He stopped on the main avenue, the busiest in Gran Seville, and his chin trembled.

‘What is this… .’

I could feel the blood of all the people in front of me.

The person coming out of the bar, the courtesan who sees him off, the cart driver who carries the luggage, and even the young clerk who greets the customer. I could feel the blood of every living creature breathing here.

No one else can feel it, but I can be sure that I have looked into the spell so far.

They were so weak that they could not even be called white-blooded believers, and they disappeared quickly, but it was clear that the blood energy resided in the people’s bodies.

‘All these people are white-blooded?’

Absolutely not.

White-blooded cultists learn the white soul aura, which builds up aura in their hearts like a wizard.
The blood I felt from the people just now was not in my heart, but was lodged in various parts of my body.
There was no way for blood demons to break the doctrine, so they were definitely not white blood demons.

Raon swallowed dry saliva and raised his head. He clenched his fists as he watched the mist of blood spread like a fog.

‘No way, that method… .’


The Genius Swordsman Assasin

The Genius Swordsman Assasin

Reincarnation Genius Sword Master Assasin
Status: Ongoing Type: , , , Author: Artist: ,
I lived my whole life as a dog on a leash. A new life. The leash was broken, and the anger remained. Now I will live by my own will and walk with my own feet. If you block my way, I will cut you down, even if you are a god.

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