I Became the Hero Who Banished the Protagonist - Chapter 164



164. The two protagonists (5)

“■■■■.”

Can you call that a voice? Can we call it language? Rather, the monster that could speak was more human, and the roar of the giant walking over the mountain range sounded more like a voice. I felt a chill run up my legs from my heels down my spine. There was a conflict between the mindset that I had to pick up my sword and rush in and slash it right away, and the intuition that I would not be safe if I ran into it now.

“What the hell is that? Do you know anything?”

I wonder if that was an evil god that I’ve only heard of. Arjen looked at the gathering darkness without answering. The one remaining one-armed gripped the sword, and the white fist was trembling. Anxiety and danger that had never risen to the surface were blooming in Arjen.

“Dark…. No, something darker than that.”

Arjen murmured. The eyes, the shoulders, the momentum that seemed unbreakable is shaking. I held on to Arjen’s shoulder, who seemed like he was about to run into the darkness at any moment. In his hands, he felt Arjen flinch as he tried to jump out. Gently, I grabbed him and pressed him down.

“No.”

“I have to kill you here and now.”

“Even if you go, I will go. You just follow me from behind.”

Arjen shook his hand and shook his face. Unusual momentum rose from Arjen’s feet, and his new form faded away. I clicked my tongue and quickly followed Arjen. The sword in Arjen’s left hand was already cutting half of the veil of darkness. Behind Arjen. I immediately took out my sword and cut the sutured shadow.

“… !”

I didn’t think there would be any sense of cutting, but the feeling I felt at the tip of the knife was so clear. The texture as if it were slowly cutting through a person’s skin touched the blade. A terrible chill came, and the darkness clung to the blade like blood.

“Come back.”

Arjen’s sword and left wrist were half wrapped like tentacles in the darkness. I grabbed Arjen’s back and pulled him with force. Arjen’s body was quite heavy, even though his right arm would have been cut off and he would have lost quite a bit of weight. Arjen with a dazed expression turned around behind me and the shadow came over me almost at the same time.

“I’m just making things complicated.”

The speed at which the darkness flew in could not be said to be fast even with empty words. Maybe it’s because I don’t have to move fast at all. Even if you cut it, even if you explode it. Will never stop I drew my sword A piercing sound lingered in the sword that was being thrust out. The darkness that was cut like cloth, while being cut, multiplied without being cut off. The falling fragments of darkness were not dead.

“■■■■.”

Each time it was cut, an unknown sound leaked out from the darkness. Sounds could be heard from both the fragments that were cut and the source of darkness. I cut through the darkness and couldn’t move forward. He could only stay where he was and fend off the approaching darkness.

“Illroy!”

“Don’t come any closer!”

Arjen was not in a state where he could fight properly. I roughly shouted and swung my sword again. Like a net entangled in a fish, far from being easily cut, the more it was cut, the more it seemed to wind itself around the blade. I wanted to grab it with my hands and tear it apart, but what would happen if I touched it?

Breath, spirit. I have to do it. He swung his sword inwards. No light came out of the blade of the holy sword. Don’t think Don’t ask for anyone’s help now. I repeated the words as if I was ordering myself and cut off the darkness that flew like a spear.

Pooh-!

The cut darkness passed my cheek. An eerie feeling, as if all the hairs on your body were standing up. As the sensation swept through me, a voice came into my head.

“That is sad. Too bad. Are you fighting like that without knowing who you are?”

Chuck. That’s not worth answering. I swung my sword again. Who I am, I know best. Darkness spilled and cut. Took a step back The darkness filled the place where I left without delay.

I looked up at the wriggling darkness. They had already become the space itself. In other words, the far-flung spaces beyond this world of images are filled and occupied by that procrastinating ominousness.

“Whoa….”

My stamina and mental strength are slowly being eaten away as if they are rotting away. If I stop even for a moment, the growing darkness reoccupies the space I hacked with my sword. If that happens, I have to take another step back, and when I take a step back, darkness approaches again and again.

“Okay, let’s try until the end to see who wins.”

I was confident in enduring it. Even if it was an attack that touched the mind, it could be endured. He bit his lips to raise his blunted senses and blunt swordsmanship. There was no bloody smell that should come up. It seemed that the five senses were gradually being taken away by the darkness.

“Be alert.”

The voice came from behind. I sighed and looked back. Arjen stood behind me with a one-armed sword. It was herself who was the most distracted, but now she was making an expression that seemed more calm than anyone else.

“I was looking for your back.”

“It gives me goosebumps. Were you able to say all those vulgar expressions?”

My eyebrows furrowed at Arjen’s joking remark. Arjen sat back to back and aimed his sword at the darkness.

“I think you have already exceeded the level you can handle. It’s a scale I can’t handle alone.”

I sneered at Arjen’s words, which seemed to be somewhere relaxed.

“Would I be able to handle it even if I used all my abilities? It seems to multiply the more you cut it.”

“I don’t know. With your power and the power of the holy sword, you might be able to cut them all down.”

As Arjen said, he swung his sword. Talent is not talent for nothing, it seems that time has passed and Arjen has learned to wield the sword with only his left arm to some extent.

“… Aren’t those things originally parasitic on your body?”

Suddenly, when I looked back at Arjen with a disgusted thought, Arjen shook her head with an expression of disgust.

“It wasn’t that big.”

Sword strikes went back and forth like conversation between words. The darkness was constantly cutting through. The space in which Arjen and I could move was gradually narrowing. It was vague enough to think that it would be easier to cut down a giant or a comet.

“… It keeps growing.”

“Save your words. Swing your sword with that power, at least once more.”

“You are a warrior.”

After my smirk, the conversation was gone. The fact that Arjen was still standing behind him was only a sharp metallic sound that could be heard non-stop. Will there be an end Wouldn’t it be like being locked in the dark forever and continuing to fight mechanically?

Deuddeuk.

As I was about to hear that thought, something grabbed my ankle. A grip as cold as ice and hotter than molten iron. I reflexively looked at my feet.

“Poor, poor soul. No, soul is a word that does not suit you in the first place.”

Contrary to the pity, the voice was laughing at me. I twisted my face to the fullest and cut through the darkness at my feet with a single blade. The weight added to the legs did not go away.

“Do you want to deny your existence?”

Made? Regardless of my promise not to respond, a half question popped up in my mind. As if listening to my question, the voice burst into laughter.

“I wondered, but you really don’t know! It’s funny, it’s funny.”

Damn it, damn it. It has nothing to do with my doctor. Reading thoughts that didn’t make sense, the voice began to babble, knowing the answer.

“Have you never questioned your existence? Where did you come from, who are you, and why do you have to fight to save the world with a holy sword?”

Because there was no reason to question it.

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“It’s ridiculous to say there’s no reason to question it, ‘Hero’.”

The voice said, putting special emphasis on the word hero. You can’t stop the sword. The darkness must be cut open. I swung my sword, but I didn’t feel like I was being entangled in my sword any more. I didn’t even feel like I was cutting something.

“I was wondering why it didn’t cut. All I can say is that I am a good friend.”

The sword stopped at some point. Looking back, I couldn’t see anything. I couldn’t tell if Arjen had already been eaten or if it was me who was eaten.

“I feel sorry for you. Life, can you say life when nothing is the goal?”

Oops, my teeth were grinding. Would transcendentalists get sick and die if they didn’t speak up? I gave up holding the motionless sword and opened my mouth.

“If you’re going to say something, don’t spin it around, do it straight.”

“Everything I told you has an answer. Hagi Knight, even the memories and the past were created, and I wonder what you can know when you have false things.”

The sound of clattering laughter is heard before long. But that laugh didn’t reach my ears.

“It was made….”

“? Don’t you think the title of the book is really cheeky and ridiculous? You must have gotten a clue from my people, but you haven’t realized it yet.”

And then, as I tried to say something more, my tongue stopped, and my thoughts stopped following.

“No matter how you make up the title, why did you make it up that way? Contrary to the title, it will bring you back here again. Isn’t that a really vicious act?”

I couldn’t hear what the voice was saying. I wanted to stumble, but the darkness held my body tightly so that I couldn’t even do it my way.

“Listen with agitation to your heart’s content. Sometimes there are truths that need to be heard.”

The words of the voice were poison. It’s the poison that kills me

“You… I don’t even know what it is, so why should I be agitated?”

“I am the voice of ■■■■.”

At the point where I said my name, I felt a pain like scratching my head with brass.

“I am one of those you commonly call gods.”

The word “God” Came out quite casually.

“If I say evil spirits, will they understand? I don’t hate that word. Rather, I love the word evil.”

The voice added playfully. I struggled. Didn’t see any effect at all. I was still wrapped in the arms of darkness. Only the presence of the sword, which I could still feel in my grasp, was the driving force that allowed me to endure without going crazy.

“Do you still believe? The power of that holy sword. Its power parasitic to the sword. You’re going to believe it like it’s your parents.”

The voice is annoying. It was annoying at first, but now it’s even more annoying than ants eating brains.

“Possession? What is it? Do you remember your name?

“Doc… hit it.”

I cut him off. I feel like my body is burning.

“Because I am concentrating.”

I still don’t have any thoughts of relying on you. The only thing I trusted and relied on was the words left by the holy sword. The sword can reach anywhere. To the stars, to the moon, even to God. The voice is no longer heard. I just poured all my nerves into the sword and tried to move it.

Crackle.

My body was shaking. His arms twitched and he moved forward. Absoluteness does not exist. If that were the case, the world would have perished long ago. If what binds me is not absolute,

I can break it.

I can’t hear the screaming spirit. Little by little, little by little, the sword moved forward. At the same time, the ends of the darkness began to slowly diverge.

“… This is a bit surprising.”

The evil spirit said happily.

“I can’t do such powerful brainwashing. It already feels like something that transcends the realm of will.”

Pude deudeuk.

And then, my sword stopped midway. The darkness that had been split into two gradually began to reunite. I looked at the scars being sutured with a feeling of hopelessness.

“You look cute when you scream.”

Soft. Soft. The scar seems to be recovering, but

Tick.

I left the end and stopped abruptly.

“… Her.”

“[The dirty bastard is on the verge of being released.]”

My body became free. I opened my eyes and turned to where the voice came from. Beyond the torn darkness, a pure white space was revealed. And, lighting the road with a bright light, a white-silver-haired woman walked with her boots ringing.

“It’s been a while. The corolla suits you quite well.”

Ignoring the words of the evil spirit, the holy sword looked at me. Those ruby-like eyes were shining so beautifully that it was dangerous now. Darkness scattered at her feet, and a white road paved the way she walked.

“[Sorry, Illroy.]”

The Holy Sword reached out to me. The darkness that had been entangling me was dispelled. The Holy Sword held me firmly so that I would not stumble.

“[Resent me. Hate me hate me Have intent to kill me.]”

The Holy Sword just repeated her story to tell her to hate herself.

“[And, live. Happily, while enjoying everything you have won as a hero so far.]”

Dispersing, everything was dispersing. The black hemisphere that embraced the world, the wriggling fragments of the evil god, the voice of the evil god that I heard in my head, and the voice of the holy sword holding me back.

“Crazy, crazy. You.”

“[War will not happen again. Give up vain hopes.]”

The holy sword responded to the evil god with her cold voice. Then, she looked at me again.

“[Illroy.]”

I couldn’t answer that question.

“[I will always be watching.]”

Paaah-!

In an instant, the world was dyed with light. And, slowly, the world regained its true form. I was sitting in the middle of a collapsed mountain. Beside me, Arjen, with an arm cut off, lay unconscious in a mound of dirt.

“A holy sword?”

I looked down at my right arm and spoke cautiously. My voice echoed and rippled within me time and time again. I waited and waited and waited silently,

I didn’t hear an answer.