Beginning as King of Elden

Chapter 108 The Way of Shura
"You survived again."

His eyes lost their brightness, and the old man covered in blood looked expressionlessly in the direction of the sound.

Her face is a bit square, with a slightly sad face, and she looks a bit like a Europa.

But she is very beautiful and has a gentle temperament.

That was the woman who had given him a lot of help and support.

Are you going to kill her?
"Hmph... don't look listless."

The girl pretended to be angry and said.

Seeing that the cold expression of the man wearing the old man's mask did not change at all, the girl with a rare intellectual temperament in this era sighed helplessly.

"...You have to remember that in this era, resentment has no place to accumulate."

"If wars continue to accumulate, the world will only become more miserable."

"But even so, you don't have to bear this for anyone."

Inexplicable words.

Better kill her.

The old man pulled out the silver blade.

The girl sighed, looked helplessly and tenderly at the old man, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

……

By the way, his killing is to end the dispute in the land of reeds.

This girl has no ability to fight.

Leave her alone.

The old man convinced himself forcefully.

Although he knew that this gentle-looking girl was not a weakling with no power to restrain the chicken.

His right hand, which was trembling slightly for some reason, pushed back the drawn blade.

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Swipe the blade lightly.

The bloody tachi and wakizashi blades seemed to have been washed by dew in an instant, becoming as smooth as new.

Holding two knives, the old man stepped over the mountains of corpses piled up by the Inaba crowd, and then stepped onto the castle tower.

Nearly half of the land of reeds has been destroyed by him. As long as the man on the top of the pavilion is killed, the endless disputes in this land will end.

It has been nearly ten years since I started swinging the sword with this goal in mind.

Are you tired?

He doesn't think so.

At some point, he began to feel the pleasure of killing, and taking lives became a routine job.

The phantom of regret condensed behind him, and the blood stains turned into rust marks, which were indelible in his heart.

Iai, swing the sword, step forward, and duck.

None of the Inabas in the castle tower were his enemies.

soon... soon...

On this land, the endless disputes will soon be ended by him.

For this goal, he betrayed the Inaba people he had founded and killed countless creatures.

And soon, he was about to realize his long-cherished wish that he had been pursuing for so long.

In front of the steps leading to the top of the castle tower, the old man saw a strange woman.

This woman looked to be in her late forties, with long hair coiled up. Although there were traces of weather on her face, her charm still remained, and she could still see the beauty of her youth.

"...stop it."

The woman said hoarsely.

The old man held the blade in his hand and did not speak.

"Enough is enough, you have suffered too much, stop."

she said in a pleading tone.

The old man raised the blade.

"...After killing me, please turn back."

The woman lowered her head, and offered her neck to the old man who had stepped half a foot into the way of Asura.

"The war is over and you can go somewhere else and start your life again."

She is lying.

The old man cut off the blade.

Ok?
Obviously she has already swung the knife, why is she still not dead?

The old man was slightly stunned.

After not feeling the blade fall for a long time, the woman looked up expectantly.

"Shh!"

While dazed, his right hand swung down uncontrollably.

Her head is about to roll off.

The old man subconsciously bent down, stretched out his arms to hug the woman, and protected the back of her head with his palms to prevent the gentle face from falling into the dust.

On the severed head, eyes full of hope were still looking eagerly at the man who loved this land.

He remembered who she was.

He forgot who she was.

However, this woman was far stronger than him.

The neck was severed, and the arteries gushed blood like a fountain.

"Hahahahahaha...hahahaha..."

His face was instantly stained red with blood, and the old man laughed loudly and wildly.

He is relieved.

Commandments, responsibilities, morality, love...

Nothing can restrain him.

Killing no longer requires a reason. From the moment the woman lost her breath, he completely forgot why he chose to kill.

Under his feet, the wooden planks of the castle tower began to burn.

When he walked out of the castle tower again, this land of reeds had been completely killed by him alone.

Go somewhere else and start your life anew.

what...

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"I never expected that this small land of reeds could produce a being like you."

Menger said a little weakly.

As soon as the words fell, the huge bloody mouth on Mengge's body ignited with cursed flames, and the wounds almost all over his body stopped bleeding at the same time.

Behind him, the corpses of pure blood knights piled up like a mountain.

Shura was half-kneeling on the ground. While his body was covered in blood, his whole body was also bound by a bloody red ring, making him unable to move.

Munger, who used to be the "Son of Omen" with his elder brother Mungert, but is now renamed the "Blood King", walked up to the warrior wearing the old man's mask.

"I have experienced your sword and madness."

He stretched out his huge inhuman right hand, and cut the palm with his nails.

Then, Meng pricked the old man's finger and dripped the blood from his palm.

The moment the two bloods merged, heartbreaking pain came.

The old man had no expression on his face and watched his movements motionlessly.

The skin on the fingers began to turn abnormally blue and became unable to receive external stimulation.

This is the malicious incarnation of monitoring and dominating him.

After the powerful warrior in front of him transformed into a blood curser and became a member of his blood dynasty, Menger smiled, untied the blood ring, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I'll give it to you—"

"The one that soothes longing, Shura's way of survival."

A cursed sword that seemed to be made of blood was thrown in front of the old man.

[Mountain of Corpses and Sea of ​​Blood].

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Endless killings.

Traveling around, killing the faded people who believed in Two Fingers became his only goal.

After a hard fight, he killed a group of faded people who climbed the snow mountain.

One of the faders was unexpectedly strong, and even cut off one of his fingers.

Ok?
The old man was startled.

He lowered his head and looked at the cut that should have been a bloody finger.

How am I here?

[The war is over, you can go somewhere else and start your life again]

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General Broken Star's twin swords cut out magic light, and an astonishing number of magic balls completely overwhelmed the old man.

It’s over.

Li Lin thought.

The next moment, a sharp sword energy soared into the sky.

The knight involuntarily narrowed his eyes.

Bloody sword energy surged from the ground to the sky, and the purple-black magic balls were cut in two.

Rataen let out an excited battle cry, urging the horse to escape from the flames under his feet, and at the same time rushed towards the respectable swordsman again.

With one finger missing, swinging a knife is still somewhat inconvenient.

Shura's trembling right hand, which was full of blood, inserted the blade into the sheath again and took a stance.

[Secret · Whirlpool Crossing]!
The sword energy is bright at night, and the autumn frost is bright.

　The land of reeds.

　　The reed of the reed, the name of the name of the reed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)