Duguen!
A rough pulse and hot blood flowed through the cold metal.
Iyarugt had craved this sensation during the time when he was only a soul wandering with his body sealed.
It was because he felt alive by destroying life.
This was the only time he realized that he was alive.
However, not anymore.
Iyarugt was in the process of reclaiming his body.
He said goodbye to the sick and miserable days when he felt relief through killing.
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Avoid it,
a familiar voice echoed from the transparent black-gold sword.
It was the voice of Sword Demon Iyarugt. He spoke to the Grid who was showing a slightly emotional expression,
-The targetâs heart wasnât completely destroyed.
It was the best surprise attack, but the skilled guy coped well.
âIyarugt, I didnât know if you were going to answer my call.â
[Granting an Ego]
[You can give the target item an ego.
It will be classified as an ego item, and the value will be astronomical.
Genuine - (Fighting Against the Gods) Legendary Blacksmithâs Craftsmanship Skill has been masters and the number of times an ego can be granted is 10.
Current number of egos that can be given: 9/10]
The explanation of Granting an Ego was poor.
Additionally, there were strict limitations on the number of uses, and Grid hadnât been able to experiment with it.
Then the virtual stage of the National Competition gave Grid a chance.
During the Demon Kingâs Subjugation event, Grid had placed Brahamâs ego inside the magic machine and managed to determine four pieces of information.
First, in order to use Granting an Ego, Grid and the target ego must know each other.
Second, Granting an Ego was only triggered when the target ego responded to Gridâs call.
Third, no matter what form the ego existed in, it would forcibly belong to the item the moment it responded to the call.
Fourth, if the item that the ego belonged to was destroyed, the target ego would return to its original place.
Thatâs right.
Granting an Ego was a system where the will and rights of the target ego were given priority over the user.
If the target ego didnât respond to Gridâs call, it wouldnât be activated.
Grid was honestly impressed.
Iyarugt wasnât loyal to Grid, and he was a demonkin with little affinity with Grid.
Grid was only half confident that Iyarugt would answer the call, but he was surprised that it was immediate. He was even happier since he was in an urgent crisis.
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You called out for me so desperately.
Hum hum.
â...?â
The tone was awkward.
It was different from his usual cynical tone.
âWhat? Did you start to like me after not seeing me for a while?â
Grid asked.
Iyarugt snapped, -
Shut up and step back.
â...!â Grid responded immediately.
His high level of concentration quickly transmitted Iyarugtâs cry to his brain, and his high agility allowed his body to move the moment his brain commanded it.
The particles of light swirled and passed by Gridâs nose.
If he had been a bit later, his face wouldâve been cut.
â
Cough, cough...
Itâs amazing.â
The so-called rating system wasnât without critical points.
Almost all creatures in Satisfy had a key point that could be classified as a so-called weakness.
It might be the same attack method, but the difference in damage that the user suffered depended on whether the target was hit or not.
âIt has been a long time...
Cough...
really...!
Cough, cough!
â Blood poured from Limitâs mouth and nose as he coughed repeatedly. His eyes were red and congested, and his legs were trembling.
This was an opportunity now that Limit was suffering from the physical condition of bleeding, and his weakness was at the peak.
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Donât give him a break.
Hundreds of lines were displayed in Gridâs field of view as he faced Limit.
Most of the solid lines were black or broken, but two solid lines were glowing red and they continued to the end.
This was the âbest sword pathâ that Iyarugt was showing him.
The particles of light were seeping into Limitâs body.
It was a scene where Limit was using sword energy to restore his wounds.
Grid had no intention of wasting time.
Blue petals emerged as he started the steps of a sword dance.
âNo... chance!â Limit cried out with wide eyes. He had no intention of dying in this place. âFor me... I have a heartâs desire!â
Everyone had a problem.
The poor werenât the only ones who suffered.
Limit had been born as the heir to one of the greatest families in the empire and had a significant duty.
It was his duty to prove his talent and skills and to capture the envy of his people and the trust of the emperor.
Yet as a young man, he had failed to fulfill his duty.
A heavenly genius had ruined his path.
Piaroâhis talent had always surpassed Limitâs, and the enthusiasm of the people and the emperorâs trust had only been directed toward him.
Limit, who shouldâve been in the brightest place, had been obscured by dark shadows.
He had felt humiliated and pained.
Limitâs life was plagued by wounds.
Unlike Asmophel who could proudly declare that his goal was to go beyond Piaro, Limit had been a coward who didnât even dare put the name of Piaro in his mouth.
Thus, he worked harder and practiced his swordsmanship.
He worked solely to master techniques instead of being dazzled by the âsensesâ or âenlightenmentâ that the two geniuses spoke about.
âI... I have to prove that Iâve surpassed Piaro!â
He had vaguely speculated that Piaro was still alive.
Nevertheless, he didnât chase Piaro in order to regain the qualifications that he had lost as a young man.
He couldnât die in this place.
Once again, he couldnât succumb to the barrier of a genius.
He would surely survive and break the shackles of his heart by confronting and winning against Piaro.
Limit, who was called a âgeniusâ by the people of the emperor, pledged and resisted the pangs in his heart to control his sword energy. He quickly restored his damaged body.
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He is a great guy.
Focus.
âFlower.â Gridâs sword dance was completed and followed the best sword path.
Simultaneously, the blue petals covered Limit while Brahamâs Lightning was triggered.
The goal was to imprint as many marks on Limit as possible.
However, Limit didnât back down. He crushed the petals falling like thunderbolts in the darkness. Concurrently, he deployed evasive movements.
He captured the tip of Gridâs sword that penetrated like a snake.
Then Iyarugt predicted the direction Limit evaded in.
Iyarugt, who had been overworked every day he was with that crazy human Peak Sword, had managed to break through six times in total and had recovered more than half of his past strength.
This meant that he wasnât the same as when he lost to Piaro.
â
...Keuk?
â
Limit wondered why the exceptionally simple swordsmanship that was only fast previously had suddenly become magical.
Had this person been hiding his skills?
No, his eyes couldnât be deceived. This person had suddenly developed during the battle.
âGenius...â Limit glimpsed Piaro in Grid.
Why did Grid accept Piaro and why did Piaro end up serving him?
Limit knew the inside story.
âThey fit together. The two of them recognized each otherâs talent at first sight...â
Then it happened the moment Limit misunderstood.
Gridâs sword cut Limit again.
[The target has received 14,900 damage.]
[...The black flames have exploded!]
[...A red thunderbolt has been summoned!]
Good.
Luck followed Grid.
There were only two successful attacks, but the weaponâs options were already popping out.
âI can win.â
It wasnât complacent of Grid to increase his odds of winning because Iyarugt had joined him.
[The duration of immortality is over.]
âFinish it while Item Combination is maintained.â
Grid took a potion and wielded his sword again after confirming that the blood-sucking option of Elfin Stoneâs Ring was available once more.
Iyarugt showed the three best sword paths, and Grid used Transcended Link Flower along one of them.
Limitâs body was covered in new wounds.
Red blood scattered all over him, and Gridâs health was rapidly restored.
This was the power of the blood-sucking option.
Every time Limit received a new wound, the number of best sword paths that Iyarugt gave increased.
As Limit weakened, Iyarugt saw more gaps.
It wasnât an exaggeration to say that the current Limit was in the palm of Iyarugtâs hands.
âDie!â Grid cried out with two thoughts.
It wasnât enough that Limit was the leader of the empressâ faction which had brought Piaro and Asmophel profound pain in the past. He was now threatening the three dukes.
Grid would never forgive Sword Duke Limit.
âPinnacle Kill!â
It was the end.
Hundreds of red lines wrapped around Limit, who staggered from the critical injury.
Iyarugt told Grid that he could knock Limit down no matter where he attacked.
Grid was still gaining momentum.
He took a big step toward Limit.
It was the precursor of Linked Kill Flower Pinnacle.
The power of the four fusion sword dance that made even a yangban shrink back wasnât something that the strongest of the empire could bear.
Grid was confident of victory as he started a storm of sword energy.
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Stop!
Iyarugt hurriedly exclaimed.
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It is a trap!
Even if he will die soon, he is still a master. The more he is on the verge of dying, the more damage he will attempt to leave behind.
It is impossible to reveal a complete gap.
It was as expected.
â
Kukuk.
â Facing Gridâs sword, Limit was laughing.
The light particles, which had wrapped around Limit to heal him, were vibrating.
It was the sign of an explosion.
Driven to the edge of a cliff, Limit was aiming for mutual destruction.
However, Grid wasnât someone who would be hit by such means.
âIt wonât work.â
A woven cloth appeared in front of Grid.
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