Chapter 217

#217. I’ll have to start cleaning.

“Personally, I think it would be more accurate to say that I have foreboding rather than foresight.”

Foresight is reading the future.

In that respect, Limon is clearly not a foresight.

Because he has never seen the future.

But what if the latent dragon psionics had a subtle effect on his senses?

What if you made your ‘intuition’ and instinctive ‘premonition’, which unconsciously penetrate the essence of things even sharper, even if you are not consciously able to read the future?

‘oh my god.’

Rose felt goose bumps.

How many times Limon was able to sabotage the plans of the Seven Dragons without any clue.

According to Li Qingyu’s theory, it was understandable.

Because being a sword master with superhuman senses and transcendental intuition was, in a sense, more terrifying than a person with foresight.

Needless to say, if that sword master could even cut the future at will.

‘I can’t run away from the sword master… Did that mean this?’

At the same time, Rose remembered a famous anecdote related to Limon.

Like killing a demon after chasing after circling the earth thirty-seven times, an achievement that no enemy has ever missed.

Could such feats, which were impossible even for the blue dragon clan that jumps over space, were possible with just strength?

Isn’t it because he was able to find the opponent with his transcendent intuition that he always pursued the enemy no matter where he hid or how he ran?

The more I think about it, the more persuasive I feel, and for a moment I am shaken by Li Qingyu’s argument.

Rose suddenly shook her head.

“But there is a loophole in Li Qingyu’s logic.”

“How was the swordsmith’s dragon psionic able to manifest?”

“That’s right.”

According to Li Qingyu’s theory, Limon should never be able to awaken the dragon psionic unless he throws away the sword of the dragon slayer.

Because flowers cannot bloom in ice.

“Originally, that would have been impossible. The three factors did not coincide by chance.”

However, Li Qingyu calmly objected.

Like the millennial flower that blooms after sleeping for a thousand years, if the conditions are right, flowers can bloom not on snowy mountains but on glaciers.

“…what factors?”

“The first is that the swordsman accepted my marriage proposal.”

It was meant as a joke, but Rose took it seriously.

Limon, who had been hostile to the Seven Dragons for nearly a thousand years, accepted the Princess of the Seven Dragons as his fiancee.

It was true that such a decision itself was an act that would give room for change in the swordsmanship of the dragon slaughter sword, which was at odds with the dragon and the psionic.

“The second is on the violin.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“You mean that divine level magic tool that could interfere with the power of the Constellation?”

“yes. I think that violin may have influenced the essence of the psionic that was latent in the swordsmith.”

Rose nodded after a brief silence.

She was the one who briefly heard about the Seven Arcs while planning to catch the ghosts of Limon and the Liberation Brigade.

Although its identity is still unclear, if it is a magic tool that affects the power of a constellation, it has a good chance of affecting the essence of psionics.

“And the third is the skill of the swordsman.”

“What do you mean by that?”

This time, even Rose couldn’t hide her doubts.

She knew that Limon was a good player, but she couldn’t figure out why the story was popping up out of nowhere.

But Li Qingyu added an even more bizarre story to it.

“Did you know that the ancestors put a lot of effort into creating the seventy-two kinds?”

“There’s no way you wouldn’t know.”

“It must have been really difficult. The process of making psionics, which you could handle like breathing, into a martial art that humans can learn.”

“What does that matter now…?”

Rose suddenly blurted out her words.

It was because when he saw Li Qingyu’s face with a strange smile, something instantly came to his mind.

‘…no way?’

“Rose psionics can be applied to martial arts.”

Only then did Li Qingyu point out the point.

And with a meaningful smile, he added a word.

“Then, can’t it really be applied to music?”

Rose was stunned to see Li Qingyu calmly suggesting a suspicion that was so absurd that she denied it as soon as she remembered it.

“Do you mean that the swordsmith… created a new 72 kinds?”

“well. I don’t know if I should call it the 73rd martial arts or the first swordsman style.”

“Impossible.”

Rose casually denied it.

However, the denial was again denied to Li Qingyu.

“There is nothing that cannot be done. In fact, there are martial arts such as the Yonghu Changyin Ryu.”

“It was only possible because the ancestor who was proficient in psionics was able to create seventy-two kinds.”

“Instead, the Swordsman is second only to the Seven Dragons after the Seventy-two kinds of martial arts… No, in a sense, he knows better than we do.”

Limon Aspelder.

An old enemy who has fought and studied the Seven Dragons more than anyone else.

His level of understanding of the seventy-two kinds is not inferior to that of most masters of the class.

No, it surpasses even the seven princesses in that it has analyzed almost all of the seventy-two types and made a breaking ceremony.

In other words, from a theoretical point of view, Limon is the best expert on the seventy-two kinds.

“Do you really think it’s impossible for such a swordsmith to instinctively learn how to control and manifest the psionic essence?”

* * *

Quaang!

It happened in an instant.

The moment the goat-headed demon flashed its eyes, a black whirlpool rose up and swept away Limon’s place.

From walls and floors to air.

Of course, it melts down whatever it swallows and turns it into gas.

The power of the whirlpool, which made mushrooms and fungus bloom in an instant where the gas that had spread out, was terrifying to look at.

“Hmm, is it the magic of corrosion?”

However, if that terrible power doesn’t fit, it’s useless.

Before the demon could create a whirlpool, Limon easily escaped its range and threw the torch he was holding into the air.

and took a step

“It’s nice that it’s simple…”

One step over the whirlpool.

One step, kicking the ceiling upside down.

Then, like a thunderbolt, he cut his sword and took a step.

Chow ah!!

In just three steps, Limon, who had cut the mountain-sized demon in two from the top of his head to the groin, quietly finished his words.

“It’s too simple.”

For a while, blood dripped little by little from the solid line drawn from the middle of the forehead while being hardened like a statue.

In the end, the demon split into left and right sides along the solid line and added its own body to the heap of corpses of the monsters it ate.

Yu Na-gyeong, who had been looking at the scene blankly, asked belatedly.

[…manager? What did you just do?]

“What did you do, you killed the devil?”

[Is being a devil supposed to die so easily?]

Yuna-kyung was angry.

I knew very well that Limon could cut and kill even a god.

But anyways.

Seeing a demon with such terrifying energy die in the blink of an eye just a few times was enough to blow away the sense of reality.

Limon calmly replied to her.

“There is no reason to be surprised again. Even if you say it’s a devil, in the end it’s just a fallen god.”

[From the time he was a god, he doesn’t seem like an opponent to kill with a slash…]

Yuna-gyeong muttered dumbfounded.

Limon simply added a word to her.

“I didn’t say I killed him yet. I just said it was cut.”

[What difference does that make?!]

“It’s the difference between being resurrected or not.”

[Yes?]

Wooddeuk.

Yu Na-kyung, who was bewildered by the sudden remark, turned her head away in shock.

And it hardened.

A demon that was split left and right.

It was because the corpse turned into a slimy liquid and began to seep into the numerous piles of corpses that lay underneath.

Right after the corpses’ bones are twisted, their muscles torn, and only their flesh inflated like a balloon.

A pop of flesh balloon popped out, and a goat-headed demon popped out.

Although the size of each one was reduced to only 2 meters, it was an army of demons whose number increased to dozens. The

demons that were resurrected in this way light up their eyes again and send a black

whirlpool

to

Limon

.

getting cut

The moment when the blade is lodged in the heart.

Dozens of demons fell all at once, their heads falling off and blood spurting from their chests, as if the images reflected in a mirror were being shattered.

Only then did Limon put away his sword and pick up the torch that had been rolling on the floor before speaking calmly.

“I’m sure you’ve really lost it now.”

[…no resurrection?]

“At least for the time being. I thought I would have to kill one or two more times, but the foolish princess seems to have killed her a few times.”

[Then why do you look so sad?]

Limon calmly replied to Yuna-gyeong, who asked casually.

“It’s a pity. Because punching bags like this are rare these days.”

[Is the devil a punching bag?!]

“It’s not that common to see a guy with the guts to come back to life even if he kills you.”

[Because dying and being resurrected is not possible with guts!]

“It is possible in Tartarus.”

Limon said calmly.

Just as the imprisoned sinners became monsters by the curse.

Tartarus is a place where dead or forgotten gods are resurrected as demons and used as watchmen.

That’s why, unless this underground labyrinth collapses in its entirety, this demon will also be resurrected someday.

It just takes a hundred years to resurrect.

[…there’s no such thing as a dungeon.]

“If I had to say it, it’s the original dungeon. Although it’s a cursed treasure if you look at it as a hidden reward, and a level 100 demon can pop out from the entrance.”

[Is that a dungeon? It’s an instant death trap!]

“Of course. A labyrinth was originally created to kill intruders.”

Limon laughed.

To modern players accustomed to dungeons, this place may seem grotesque.

However, in Limon’s eyes, the modern dungeons, where not only weak monsters appeared one after another, but all kinds of treasures and items were hidden, were more mysterious.

I don’t know if it’s in the game.

It was because there was no way that such a convenient space where you could level up step by step and even get a huge treasure originally existed in reality.

Yu Na-gyeong, who shook her head excitedly after hearing Limon’s words, murmured.

[Why did Princess White Dragon come to a place like this?]

“That’s right. There are several reasons I can guess.”

[What is the reason?]

“Didn’t I say that this is the Holy League’s dump? So, if the stupid princess had come here, there would have been a business with that trash.”

[…Of course you’re not saying that Princess White Dragon came here to sell junk, right?]

“Of course not.”

Limon shook his head.

Then he looked across the aisle and continued.

“Anyway, I guess I’ll have to do some cleaning now.”

[Cleaning?]

Yu Na-kyung, who was confused, suddenly closed her beak.

The passage that Limon was watching.

It was because, belatedly, they discovered the brilliance that glistened with the dense magical power emanating from the darkness and watched them.

…a whopping seven pairs of evil eye-beams.

Leaving the stiff Yuna-kyung on his shoulder, Limon drew his sword again and opened his mouth quietly.

“There won’t be a shortage of punching bags.”