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Chapter 259: Resistance (2)



Chapter 259: Resistance (2)

Before she struck down with the sword filled with boiling energy…

Lucia was at a loss for what to do.

It wasn’t that she hesitated to fight.

The enemy was a minion of the Demon God, and not only had they kidnapped Shiron, but they had also cut off his leg. There was every reason to kill him immediately.

However, the special nature of being an ‘Apostle’ confused her heart.

She would track and fight the Apostles. But that’s not the end.

-Apostles can only be killed by a holy sword. That’s why the role of a hero is significant and why the holy sword is necessary.

-What about father? Is he still blocking the Apostles in the Demon Realm…?

-What can I do? It’s just a sad fate.

These were the words Shiron spoke during his time at Dawn Castle.

And, emphasized again at his coming-of-age ceremony.

An Apostle not killed by a holy sword would eventually resurrect in the Demon Realm.

‘…Then, isn’t it best to hold them until Shiron arrives?’

That was her thought even as she swung the sword.

Therefore, Lucia was relieved that the enemy was still alive after being struck by the sword’s energy.

Kwagagagak!

Even though the sword’s energy tore the enemy apart and left an indelible scar on the meadow, the chilling presence did not disappear.

It was fortunate they didn’t die at once.

It’s fortunate she could fight longer.

Lucia didn’t want to kill them quickly. For the first time in both her past and present lives, she was glad that her opponent was strong.

But still, reality was not easy.

“Tsk…”

Surrounded by a storm, Lucia approached the enemy and faced a bizarre scene. What faced Lucia was not the Apostle standing intact.

A severed right arm.

Thin and surely untrained, it belonged to a woman.

It was not human. The fact that a terrible demonic energy burst from the cut surface was not a basis.

Severed surface.

There was a rainbow ring around it.

“What is this?”

Lucia tried to make sense of the inexplicable phenomenon.

“Can I just grind it whole? It doesn’t seem like it’s simply cutting off a tail like a lizard and escaping…”

Then.

Woooong!

A strange noise emanated from the severed arm. Lucia grasped Sirius firmly and backed away.

“Isn’t that Glen Prient?”

It was a strange voice, and it came from nearby.

‘Where is it coming from?’

Lucia spread her senses wide to find where the Apostle was. However, nothing caught her senses.

…Except for the arm lying ahead.

“Thought it was Glen because of the red hair and golden eyes, but it’s a short, chesty little girl.”

The strange voice came from the cut surface of the arm.

“Could it be that Glen turned into a woman without being seen?”

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

“Nonsense? It’s a reasonable inference. The immense energy and similar appearance.”

Creak-

“And the aggression, there’s no reason not to think it’s Glen.”

There was noise mixed in Sisara’s voice. The scattered surface of the arm grotesquely opened, and from it emerged a woman’s figure.

Ugh- Lucia gagged at the horrifying scene.

“But you’re not Glen. Now that I see, the weapon you’re holding is different, and your tone is somewhat crude. But the smell of Glen is very strong. Where is Glen?”

“…Glen isn’t here. He stayed because he had to protect his brother.”

Lucia held her sword straight. Sirius was covered with a pale energy, and an aggressive spirit heated both her heart and lower abdomen.

It wasn’t because she wanted to fight the Apostle right away. A more valid reason. The presence of Siriel and Seira, who should be coming here, vanished in an instant.

“What did you do?”

Thunk- Lucia’s quiet strike dropped Sisara’s arm to the ground. Sisara was surprised she couldn’t even react and… didn’t scream but snickered.

“More of a chatterbox than Glen, huh? Did you not cut the neck because you wanted to talk more?”

“You, are you going to die?”

Lucia’s gaze was not on Sisara’s face but on the ground.

The two severed arms tumbling in the grass remained a rainbow, but fortunately, no new Apostles appeared from the cut surface.

However…

A ring of light appeared in the air and swallowed the arms. And when she looked up,

“What did you do?”

Lucia could only be astonished. Wasn’t Sisara’s arm completely attached without any sign of injury?

It was said that she had the power to manipulate space at will, and now it moved without any awkwardness, as if it had never fallen off.

Her regenerative power was also excellent.

‘How did Glen kill this bastard?’

He probably didn’t kill her since he didn’t have the holy sword, but Glen certainly dealt with the Apostle and returned whenever there was a gap.

There were still unclear parts, but Lucia at least considered Glen to be a responsible and honorable person.

Such a man wouldn’t just return home leaving a monster in that state, would he?

‘…Maybe I should have brought Glen even if he was defeated?’

She felt regret, but Lucia immediately denied the possibility.

Glen was not in perfect condition. She had felt it clearly during the last duel.

The more the battle went on, the slower his steps became.

Even holding the sword, there was no sense of spirit.

The wavering sword tip…

That didn’t matter. Lucia could fight on behalf of Glen, and Glen would do his part just by warding off the Apostle’s attacks.

What was more important was Glen’s firm will.

Glen had said to Siriel and Lucia as they rushed out,

The Apostle’s attacks are widespread, and he would stay here to protect his brother and the people.

If his brother died while he was looking away, he might not be able to rest peacefully even in death.

“Are you hesitating?”

Sisara spat out at Lucia, whose face was scrunched up. Woong- An unfamiliar sound heavily echoed in her ears. A dazzling ring of light was shot towards Lucia.

The Apostle’s power. What should this be called? It’s neither a dragon’s breath nor a black lightning shot by a demon.

It was shot to kill Lucia, but whether she could twist that power with a true strike was uncertain.

Kwadeuk! Sirius was covered with a sticky energy. Dense mana penetrated every muscle, and as she stepped forward, the ground deeply dented and shot out a brilliant energy.

Meteor Sword.

The released energy was shot with terrifying momentum. A huge crescent moon shape penetrated the ring, and just like that, snap. It was cut at the waist.

It wasn’t split into three parts. As if someone had chopped the middle of the crescent moon and erased it, the part swallowed by the ring just disappeared.

‘I tried following the Spatial Cut.’

Was it still too much? Even if Lucia was at an incredible level, it seemed that she couldn’t use Glen’s ultimate technique.

The unyielding rainbow ring brushed past Lucia’s head. Because it shot devouring space itself, Lucia felt a force pulling her head in the path where the ring passed.

‘The more I see it, the more bizarre the power is.’

Lucia squinted her eyes and saw the rings increasing in number. One, two, three… there were seven floating around Sisara. There were seven on the ground and seven in the sky as well.

“What’s this?”

Sisara tilted her head at Lucia. Even while preparing for battle by etching rings in the air, there was a phenomenon she couldn’t understand.

It was not surprising that Lucia dodged the shot rings. It was not strange that she emitted an energy that seemed to devour the rings.

What surprised her was that the rings created by the power kept bouncing off Lucia. There were already twenty-one.

‘Targeting doesn’t work.’

Like aiming at the neck of the Empress, intending to quickly encircle and cut the neck, but every attempt to affect that girl with the power failed.

A completely different method of nullification from Glen Prient.

Not predicting where the rings would appear with the power of foresight, but making it impossible to manifest power near that girl.

“…This has never happened before. What exactly are you?”

“What utter nonsense?”

Lucia clenched her teeth and charged in an instant. At a speed brighter than flashing light, Lucia’s form flickered, suddenly appearing in front of Sisara.

Gwaaang!

A heavy, true strike was swung. The woman’s form was smashed. Blood splattered, and flesh was torn apart.

It was truly a moment. The surrounding rings couldn’t even respond at such speed.

However, Lucia did not relax.

Before the scattered pieces of flesh hit the ground, a ring of light appeared and sucked them all in.

Lucia sensed that the battle would be prolonged.

‘There’s no need to deliberately drag out the time.’

She had intended to hold the Apostle until Shiron appeared, but if this situation repeated, she wouldn’t need to make an effort.

“Dealing with such a monster, I can’t even think about going home.”

Lucia sensed a sudden presence and crossed the meadow. The presence that appeared from a distance was the same as before.

…But still, she could not sense Siriel and Seira.

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