Episode 144
< Sorrowful Fall >
Sitting on a throne made of skeletons, Titeo gazed intently at the puddle of black tears he soaked.
Red eyes
in the black helmet stare at him.
challenger pilgrims.
Titeo caught a glimpse of his ideal.
‘different.’
The number of knights who have challenged him so far is uncountable.
some for their own honor.
someone else for strength.
For the sake of wealth, they challenged themselves with their own ideals and wishes.
going through thousands of years.
For Titeo, who still holds his position, the new challenger was exciting.
‘A sword with nothing in it.’
On the contrary, it is an aspiration to say that anything can be contained because there is nothing.
There was an arrogant sense of self-esteem and confidence in his eyes.
Rather good.
[Proof is no longer necessary.]
He has already proved it.
If it were just words, Titeo wouldn’t have moved. However, his words were not false.
Because Titeo could fully feel the various auras of the challenger.
Yo and dragon. and god.
He already had what he couldn’t bear.
With that he proved
He made it clear that his sword could hold anything.
Qualifications were sufficient.
Titeo closed his eyes.
a thousand years ago.
With the death of his colleague on his back, he killed the dragon and killed the horse.
However, the war was tense and the power of one person alone was not enough to end the tremendous battlefield called the Great War of the Dragon Demon.
However, even so, his conviction was not broken and did not break.
Even if this one body was broken and died hundreds of times, he was prepared to run out again and slit the enemy’s throat.
however.
Not everyone felt the same way as Titeo.
The saintess, no one else, was like that.
The warriors representing each weapon unite to end the war.
It was completely different from the direction Titeo wanted.
The dragon and the mawain made a pact.
A tower was built with the giant as a witness.
The giant’s spear pressed down on Titeo, who strongly resisted, and was sealed as it was.
Agato too.
Because it was originally the spear of a giant.
‘I do not resent the giant.’
wiser than anyone else.
he is a giant
His choice was the right one.
Saints and warriors? They are also the same.
Their choice has no choice but to respect now.
Thanks to you, peace has come anyway.
for a thousand years.
Humanity became rich and strong, dragons took a rest, and horses strengthened their internal stability.
however.
Titeo could not tolerate peace.
However, he was sealed in this tower and could not get out.
and waited
Death to the wrath of yourself and your comrades.
A knight to put on the tip of the sword.
[Can your sword contain us as well?]
He wanted to check it out.
* * *
The Skeleton Knight’s spear pointed at Colius. The shield was soon erected.
Here’s where to prove it.
He was saying it as if to prove himself by beating him with force.
he has
What they want is not great.
I want a sad fall.
What the knights who sympathize with him want is just the value of death.
A worthy and honorable death.
because i just want it
‘I am.’
knock them down
I will take all of these into my arms.
Bondi came for that.
[Prove it!]
The spear was shot.
At the same time, the predatory sword was also swung.
Kaaang!
A dark stone chamber on the 4th floor.
Sparks flashed on the battlefield of proof that the dead kept their place.
‘The power I possess.’
everything you have
seen here
The moment he was about to bring out his grief and strike it all at once.
Hooded!
Colius’ sword has lost its place.
“…what?”
Suddenly, the Skeleton Knights’ shapes changed to light sand and sat down.
soon disappeared completely.
The same goes for demons.
No one was on the 4th floor.
Feels like a dream.
But it wasn’t a dream.
[Can your sword contain us too?]
It was the lowest and most reluctant voice I’ve ever heard.
Callius, who had goosebumps as soon as he heard it, did not relax.
It was also quite embarrassing.
The 4th floor is originally a place to prove.
A place to prove your beliefs.
So Colius had to defeat them all.
‘But it disappeared.’
As if no proof was needed.
Arriving at the tower, things went differently than Colius expected for the first time.
I don’t know if this is a blessing or a curse.
‘we.’
Can we also contain it?
Was this a question
There is only one thing that can ask these questions.
mournful fall.
“Titeo.”
let’s call him by name
As if waiting, the door opened.
door to the basement.
Colleas’s embarrassment ceased.
He soon regained his composure.
But it didn’t relax.
Contrary to plan, Titeo He.
“I see you want to meet me.”
it was better
Colleas headed straight for the door.
I went down the stairs and immediately opened the fifth floor.
“There is nothing.”
Originally, this is the place where Titeo’s memories should have come out.
why he fell
end of war.
The starting point of the corruption that occurred as a result and the seal tied to it.
The place where it all should have come from.
However, what was visible was an empty cavity with several candles lit.
Colius went down to the next floor with eyes that seemed to know something.
Colius’ footsteps echoed quietly as he descended the stairs.
step by step.
The deeper he descended, the thicker the darkness and the aura of corruption whispered to him.
It encourages corruption by digging into the days of foolishness and past pains.
The pain caused by countless trials and the regrets caused by the wrong choices linger in his ears.
However, he reached the end of the floor without changing his expression and maintaining a lofty posture.
6th floor.
The engraving on the door is a giant and a spear.
And there was only a sad fall.
cooong.
Callius immediately opened the door with both hands.
Woo woo woo!
When the door opened, the first thing that caught Colius’ eyes was the black water.
It was black water flowing at his feet.
Green torches illuminate the surroundings, and the endless underground is cast.
and at the end.
mournful fall.
Titeo was sitting on a throne made of skulls, weeping black tears.
Callius didn’t say a word and just stepped in front of him, stepping on the tears he had shed.
[I have fallen.]
Callius’ feet did not stop.
[My sword and body, which volunteered to stop the war, refused peace at the end.]
Callius drew his sword.
[At the beginning of peace, I fell myself and resurrected my comrades who died pitifully.]
As if a sorrowful fall greeted him, he slowly rose from the throne.
[I became a sword myself. It became a sword and embraced them.] An
ominous wave began to spread around Titeo. The communal landscape, where only darkness sits down, shakes and welcomes change.
in the dark of nothing.
Thousands of skeletons slowly begin to rise.
that distant past.
The warriors who only cried out for peace and rose up. And those who gave their lives to save Titeo.
All of them stood up in unison and stood in front of Colius.
It was a solid wall and an iron fortress.
[So I’ll ask.]
In the middle of devastating despair.
A wait with no end in sight.
But Titeo was not alone.
He raised his head to see Colius, who was standing alone with thousands of revived comrades beside him.
[He who is loved by fairies and harbors the wrath of dragons. Can we also contain it at the end of the sword that serves God?]
A distant darkness in front of our eyes.
Lined up are brave warriors who are afraid to even count their numbers.
However, Colliers moved forward.
Swordsmanship flew from his sword.
The black air that fluttered like smoke soon flew away in the form of flower petals.
I didn’t answer.
Words don’t mean anything to them, so they seem to show it through their actions.
The actions of the knight with the sword were unstoppable, and the eyes did not waver, so the corruptor looked at them still.
Soon the knight threw away the bracelet.
Colossal silver divine power radiated out as if encroaching on the surroundings.
However, chastity was insignificant.
But the comrades faltered.
[Hmm.]
I seemed to know the reason.
A purple aura mingles with the knight.
and soon. spirit of defeat.
Red light dragons are mixed.
Colorful air currents flowed through his body and became one.
The tears he stepped on were black.
But his fluttering robe is white.
Clear black and white.
Among the scorched dead he was a pilgrim.
He was pure white alone.
But right now.
The momentum he exudes is gray.
His whole body was covered with a gray air current, and he was gray, neither black nor white.
There was remorse in Titeo’s eyes.
No, it contained gray.
Corruption’s mouth drew an arc.
All the comrades in line were surprised.
last thousand years.
Because he never smiled.
[ha ha ha! Isn’t it the peak of imbalance!]
A kid who couldn’t even break through the limits.
If the sword is described as medicine and strong, it must be an abbreviation that belongs to medicine.
But the fall was not to blame.
[…]
I raised all kinds of energy and broke through the limits.
no it was breaking through
Assimilated to it, Che is also breaking through its limits. The poorest sims also grow steeply. His image is growing bigger and bigger every second.
His will to dominate the area.
The mournful fall could feel it.
It was a craving for power.
It was the will to inherit the legacy of the predecessor, and the spirit to say that it would be different from her.
in the middle of enemy lines.
he was talking
[I will contain everything in gray.]
Red eyes brought back memories of the past.
Petals rampant everywhere.
She made me draw a flower in the corner of my heart, even for a moment, in a harsh battlefield.
stellar.
‘Was it her ex.’
However, the memories disappear.
The petals have changed. Ashes, not petals.
Ashes were everywhere.
Corruption’s eyes shook.
‘This also. beautiful.’
Ashes scattered everywhere.
A knight of ashes standing tall in the center.
He was about to cross the limit.
human limitations. your own limits.
with everything you have.
By putting it in one sword.
His image continues to grow.
The imbued will dominates the area.
Suppress.
How can the energy contained in one ashes be so vicious?
Laughter comes out because it is absurd.
The ashes held an impossibly warm heat.
But it didn’t burn.
It was different from the usual heat.
When the knight who arranged a scattering of ash reached out his hand, it permeated.
And soon, the bony bones turned to ashes and fell off.
‘If the fire burns from the outside, does the ashes burn from the inside?’
Each one of these was filled with heat and sword spirit.
No, it is being supplemented in real time.
The sword holds the shape of the sword.
This is the sound of having a will.
How did you come up with this mystery?
‘Is it because of the fairies and dragons?’
Perhaps it was.
Otherwise, it makes no sense.
It must have contained the power of the two, rooted in the power of nature, into the sword.
Moreover, what made it possible was the image he possessed.
that made the impossible possible.
[What a nonsense guy.]
The imbalance has become balanced.
All of them are breaking through the limits.
no drilled
Corruption was satisfied.
We met after waiting for a thousand years.
[What is your name?]
The gray knight who finally built his own world answered.
“Callius.”
Soon, his sword cut through the world of corruption.