Sword Pilgrim-Chapter 142

Episode 142:

Fluff.

“Haa…”

The shoulder cut by Vlady is painful as if it were burning.

Although it is said that it heals quickly with the power of the light dragon, the pain is unavoidable.

The eyes are dark.

Vlady’s brute strength ruptured his hands, and all his bones throbbed. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Suddenly, chills circulated and my hands and feet trembled. A great feeling of exhaustion overtook me.

It seemed to be because of fighting Vlady, consuming his mental strength and driving his body to the limit.

Underground stairs leading down to the next floor.

Colius, who was sitting in the middle, let out a weak breath.

“Why am I so sad because I’m sick alone in a place like this?”

food.

Even thinking about it makes me laugh out loud.

Maybe it’s because I’m not feeling well, so I’m sleepy and languid. I felt like I had to go to sleep and wake up.

The body is as heavy as wet cotton, and the eyelids sink down like rocks.

however.

Callius suddenly came to his senses.

It was because he saw a skeleton in his eyes.

It was not a living skeleton.

just.

Skeletons of those who died here.

Like Colius, it was the skeleton of someone who had died while sitting on the huge stairs and taking a break.

The hazy mind flashed.

He took the potion out of his pocket and drank it.

A TD potion made by Beatrice.

Drinking it made me feel better.

Callius jumped up and approached the skeleton.

It looked like a pretty old skeleton.

how old is he

a hundred years? five hundred years? Or a thousand years?

I don’t know.

The clothes and armor he was wearing were worn out and about to crumble, and so was the sword in his hand.

Looking at the traces, I wonder if the sword and armor were almost broken after fighting Vlady.

I was about to want to.

“It must have been different from me.”

unlike yourself.

I would have fought fair and square.

and would have won

Callius put his hand into the skeleton’s arms.

and pulled something out.

“Seongseok… was he an adult?”

I yawn, but three came out.

It was a part that was no different from letting people know their skills in life.

“…”

A lot of thoughts crossed my mind.

If this world were just a game.

If so, this skeleton would have been just a landscape.

But this isn’t a game.

This skeleton must have had its own life and beliefs before it was alive.

After staring at the unknown skeleton, Callius headed back up the stairs.

Then I checked the notification window.

[Death Knight. You defeated Vlady. A reward will be given.]

[A hero who was active in the Great War of the Dragon Horse. Vlady. As a close friend and family member of Titeo, he became a Death Knight, but nevertheless possessed strong power.] [It is an impossible victory.] [A

higher

reward is given.]

[As a reward, the body and mind are balanced. .]

[…]

[Traces of deliberation are weak. Modify reward.]

[Image is built.]

[Sim becomes stronger.]

Image.

It means the state of mind, but to the knight, it means a phenomenon created by the mind.

Another interpretation is also belief.

belief in oneself.

belief in the sword.

If you put energy into the sword, the sword will have stronger hardness and cutting power.

But creeping.

It means energy without form.

If you put it in a sword, it has no form.

But if you have a shim, make a shape.

It achieves its original form more completely and completely.

is the power of faith

The impossible can only be done through faith.

Like a miracle from God.

the power of mind to do it.

We call it a sim.

Those who build a realm are called images, and those who have accomplished all of that are us.

“master.”

or called transcendental.

“I didn’t even know I was insane and got a sim.”

heart body.

The level that can be reached when it reaches a certain limit and forms a trinity and breaks down the wall is the master.

Colius’ sieve and qi had already been blocked by the wall and had stopped growing. However, Simman was not able to catch the galpi at all.

If you can’t become a Sim, you can never become a Master.

Sim is the easiest and most difficult.

Because it is faith.

Where the hell is a person who believes in himself?

Foolish people doubt their surroundings.

The wise man doubts himself.

“I am wise.”

It does not come easily that faith takes the form of certainty.

Colliers also didn’t get a sim.

The first thing he had to do after becoming Colius was to doubt himself and avoid it.

Being an idiot, he had to suppress his actions, and he had to control and suppress his emotions, so it was natural if it was natural.

Besides, he was weak.

He was weaker than anyone else, but he was more violent and mean-spirited than anyone else.

Therefore, he did not have the flowering of his mind.

No, I couldn’t do it in the first place.

Since he had no choice but to think of himself and Colius separately, his mind and body did not unite, nor did he develop trust.

This was due to the peculiarity of Colius rather than a matter of quality.

‘So I have no choice but to risk my life.’

There are a lot of people who can’t get a sim even though they’ve worked hard all their lives.

No matter how strong swordsmanship and swordsmanship, those who do not gain a core cannot be ranked among the ranks of masters.

What is the reason most of the strong people in Carpe can’t reach the master’s ranks with just one step left?

Everything has a reason.

Sim is simple, but not easy to learn.

So thought Colliers.

Originally, the top floor of the pagoda is a place to help the mind and body. The lower layer is sieve and ki. The upper layer helps balance the core and body.

It was Colliers who designed them all.

So I wasn’t satisfied.

“Upper floors are slow.”

There are also many restrictions.

It’s more efficient because you can only get help than learning it yourself, but if you trained there, you probably wouldn’t be able to achieve it in just three years.

“My qualities are not enough.”

Maybe you won’t get it forever.

Many beings head to Agatodo, but very few make it to the upper floors.

Unlike other people, Colliers was special and had no confidence.

That’s why I didn’t get a sim until now, but I couldn’t help it.

and came down to the basement.

Even knowing that I could die.

Quickly, risking your life.

To become more efficient and stronger.

Of course, it wasn’t unfounded confidence.

In any case, everything in this world was attackable.

“Because I made it.”

I can’t say all of them, but most of them are. And < Sorrowful Corruption > Titeo guards the 6th floor even more.

Because it wasn’t in the palm of Colius’ hand.

Silver holy power gathers in his hand.

It has formed a flower.

It was Pianhua.

Originally, shaping the flag was familiar from the time I learned the silver wave sword.

But it’s not perfect.

The hianhwa he made was perfect, but it was infinitely vain, as if it would blow away when the wind blows.

Like smoke rising over the Hianhwa, the loss of holy power was severe.

That’s why the power is also weak.

Although, I was able to contain my heart a little just by witnessing Stella’s true firefighting. I know better than anyone because I have experienced some of that power that is no different from a chance.

But that was only for Pahwaro.

Other techniques were not available.

But now it does.

“Calibration of the System.”

In order to obtain the core, it is stated that the so-called enlightenment is necessary.

It wasn’t a particularly big change of heart, but I was able to put sims in all skills, not just Pahwaro.

I could put a sim in every skill.

Compared to the master, its power is infinitely weak, but it is a sim that has just blossomed. The potential for growth is high.

He needs to understand and learn Sim more deeply, but now he has neither the time nor the knowledge, so he can’t help it.

“It’s only the second floor now.”

The basement has a total of 6 floors.

There is still a long way to go.

However, if you think positively, it was also that there are many opportunities to grow.

Callius, who had reached the third floor before he knew it, looked at the intaglio engraved with the devil more intensely than the dragon and opened it wide.

Whoa!

Swoop.

Pod!

A white light swallowed Colius.

* * *

Slurr.

One year after Vlady died.

Titeo tied his arm with a shield even though he had one hand missing.

then fought

fought and fought

he says he has to

He vowed to himself that he had to fight even for Vlady’s sake.

A year passed and then another year passed. Every fight brought death.

Titeo rather wished for death.

I wanted to fight with honor.

Even if this one body was broken and died, he thought that doing so would be a reward for those who died on his behalf.

If the war ended, it seemed that it would be more difficult to endure.

I will fight with honor.

So also yourself.

Like comrades who died first.

I will be with my heroes.

Is that why?

The battle, which was passive, changed more aggressively because he wished for death.

always immortalized death.

However, because of that, he became stronger. It was thanks to the fact that they fought over life and death several times a day.

As the battle continued, Titeo became stronger.

It was on the verge of entering the ranks of transcendence.

On the battlefield, Titeo’s name spread so widely that even demons and dragons took notice of him at least once.

[That was enough.]

But fate did not wish for his death. He escaped death by foot.

in a direction he doesn’t want.

“Titeo you idiot! Move!!”

Quaang!! Chew!

I was attacked by dragons and demons.

Many comrades died that day.

From some time ago, there were people who followed behind his back, fighting to the death. It was the moment when I paid the price for ignoring it.

“Larivie!”

“Titeo! Live! Live and make the war belong to mankind!!”

The exploding body of a comrade.

His body was thrown into the sand.

Scattering red sand.

Blood splattered into the air.

“Biota!”

“Titeo! Dangerous!”

The voices of comrades shouting something are humming and cannot be heard.

Comrades who lift themselves up and lead them.

Titeo wept.

Those who turned away followed their backs and died for themselves.

he wept bitterly.

cried and cried

The resolution that I had promised not to cry again became foam and flowed and flowed.

Pooh!

“Evil! Protect Titeo!!”

Once again, the corrupt beings protruding from the sand pursued them.

Their arms cut comrades.

Chow!

Drops of blood dripping down his back soaked Titeo’s whole body with heat.

“Ah…”

Again.

He dies, leaving only himself.

Titeo’s tears welled up.

Tears welling up run down your cheeks.

“Kill me…”

I didn’t want to live any longer.

I didn’t want to suffer more.

wished for death

But that didn’t happen.

[Do you want death?]

“Yes, kill me!!”

The devil looked at him with grotesque eyes and let out a sneering sneer.

[Sorrowful Titeo. Why did you stand on this battlefield?]

“I… to end the war.”

[But do you want death? Is that your conviction?]

“….”

[Death is only a refuge. Live. Live and save your comrades.]

“Are you scorning me…”

It was absurd for a man who had just killed his comrades to say.

also a depraved being.

I was mocking myself.

“Are you trying to corrupt me?”

[Corruption?]

The demon was puzzled, then burst into laughter.

In the middle of the chaotic battlefield, he twisted his back and went mad.

When Titeo’s face gradually distorts, unable to understand why.

[This is a funny guy. Why do you think I’m going to corrupt you

?

I saw many comrades who were corrupted by them.

[Originally, we are not like that. But it doesn’t happen to anyone.]

Titeo’s face got hot.

It was natural that he meant that he had no such value.

The hand holding the sword trembled.

[I must have misunderstood something. It’s not because you’re lacking.]

“What do you mean?”

[The literal meaning.]

The literal meaning?

To help him understand, the devil spoke softly again.

[Isn’t there a way to corrupt those who have already been corrupted?]

Titeo didn’t know that there was low malice behind that voice.