9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 203

Episode 203 Episode

76 The world is wide and there are many strong people ⑵ Evil!

Ascalon reflected the moonlight and shone the sword. A single magic bombardment that flew in a straight line split into a straight line and fell into the sea.

“That’s right!”

It wasn’t just Yuma that was absurd.

It was the newest type among the magic bombers, considering the trajectory, distance, and power it flew.

Excluding the small magic bomber developed by Adeline Woods, this would be the world’s best bomber.

It was something that did not suit the natives of Porapora Island, which had no advanced civilization at all.

Yuma focused his mind and glared at the direction the magic bombardment had come from.

The moonlight was bright, but the view of the sea at dawn was not very good. It was difficult to determine exactly how many magic artillery launchers were holding.

‘Natives can’t use something like this. Even in Kyle, it is a bombardment machine of a level that is not distributed throughout the territory.

Is the powerful man from the east near Pora Pora Island?’

Yuma thought so and raised his senses. In Yuma’s common sense, that was the only number of cases.

‘What kind of skills are you? Why in Porapora Island? No, that’s not what’s important right now. The ship is in danger!’

Even the latest magic bombardment could not pose a threat to Yuma, who had reached the beginning of superhumanism.

Even if a magic bombardment flew in from close range, Yuma was able to knock it out or block it.

The only problem was that this place was in the middle of the sea.

The eastern sea seemed to have cursed Yuma with bad luck. Ever since I came to the East, all dangerous things have happened only on the sea.

Yuma once again parried off the magic bombardment.

The bombardment did not hit the ship directly, but the ship rocked dangerously from the impact.

“Cog! rowing! Ballinan increases speed with Spirit! We have to go to land first!”

“okay!”

There was no place to escape in this vast sea. The fact that the occasional magic bombardment was less threatening than the goblin shark was a comforting fact.

In less than 10 minutes, more than 30 magic bombardments aimed at the ship and fell. Naturally, such a gun could not be as delicate in aim as a sniper archer’s crossbow.

Even more so, it was the early morning sea with poor visibility, and the party’s boat was very small.

All but three of the magic bombardments, including the first one, overturned the surface of the water near the ship and sank into the sea.

Still, the small boat that the stowaway boss gave me seemed to be a fairly well-made item, so even though it rattled, it managed to withstand the shock well.

‘At this level, you can get to the land while hitting it as much as you like. How many magic shells do you waste even if you try to destroy this damn little boat? I’ll have to look at his rich bastard face and kill him.’

Magic shells belonged to the extremely expensive axis. This was especially the case with these top-of-the-line shells.

No, more than that, if you’re going to fire a shell like this just because you’re approaching, is this a classified military area or something like that? Or is there something no one should see?

As the number of missing shells gradually increased, Yuma, who had more time to spare, began to carefully analyze the current situation.

Cog squeezed out all the energy he had been sucking on and rowed while pouring sweat, and Ballinan continued to summon the spirits of the wind.

“Cachacacha! Chamata!”

However, it was really the natives who were using the latest magic bomber.

The natives were planning to somehow destroy the ship in the distance with their magic bombardment.

Most of them had grotesque tattoos all over their bodies, barely covering important parts.

Yuma could not confirm the appearance of the natives and continued to hit the shells.

As time passed, the number of shells dropped was decreasing.

‘Yes, he must have realized that the bombardment was of no use. I’ll stop wasting…

but the natives continued to defy Yuma’s expectations.

“Ucha! Cachachchacha!”

The aborigine, who seemed to have the highest rank among the crowd, shouted and pointed at Yuma’s boat with his finger.

The clouds that covered the moon lifted in an instant, and the natives began to appear in Yuma’s field of vision.

‘Ha, that’s fucked up…

Five large ships. A powerful man from the east had natives riding on top of him.

In addition, dozens of magic bombardment planes were bent at a 45 degree angle. Yuma instinctively realized why their artillery fire had suddenly become intermittent.

When the bombardment, which was fired little by little, had no effect, the natives prepared a volley.

“Hachaaaaa!”

He shouted as he raised the spear he was holding high into the sky.

Yuma became desperate and blurted out these words without realizing it.

“Hey hey hey! do not do that! Don’t do that!”

Of course, the words could not be heard by the natives. Yuma felt a chill run down his spine and activated Sword Eye.

What if the ship is wrecked by magic bombardment and another shipwreck on this dark sea?

Unbeknownst to himself, Cogg and Barlinan did not have the strength to swim away.

There is no life-saving equipment right now, and in front of you are full of crazy natives using state-of-the-art magic bombers.

Ballinan and Cog. How did you get your comrades back? Yuma gritted his teeth and increased his strength explosively.

Pupperpuppung!

Puff!

Puff puff puff puff!

If you look at it from a distance, you would think that a festival was taking place in the middle of the sea.

The shells fired from dozens of magic bombers left a long trail like a meteor shower across the clear night sky.

It was beautiful to see.

Wow!

Whoa-!

It seems… I mean.

“Aww! You bastards!”

I just came here, but did I really have to go this far! Do you feel relieved only by doing this!

Yuma felt sad for a moment. The crises that came every time he roamed the goddamn eastern sea were the biggest disasters in Yuma’s life.

It was not a number that could only hit the shells that fell near the ship.

It would be possible if he used a quick sword, but if he did that, the ship would not be able to withstand the shock and would break.

“Kaaaaagh!”

Ascalon, which contained more than 90% of Yuma’s power, had nearly tripled its sword body. It was to the point where it looked like a pillar of pain rather than a sword.

Ascalon was swung diagonally with the momentum to cut the firmament as it was.

The sword body, which had been increased by the condensed aura, was fired at the flying shells.

It was a gigantic aura blade used to kill a group of goblin sharks.

The Aura Blade, which had fallen from the sword body, spread like a huge fan and stirred the flying shells.

The shells that even brushed against the Aura Blade exploded or were cut off in the air, and the shells swept away by the wind twisted their tracks and fell on the sea.

“Wee Woocha! Pachai!”

When the Jiuji Aborigine shouted the tribal language, the other Aboriginal people responded in unison, ‘Cha!’ Then immediately started firing again.

Yuma was tired of it. Usually, when I confirm this level of inaction, I start to flinch and say, ‘Did I touch the other person by mistake?’ It makes sense to start thinking about it.

However, the natives only glared at Yuma with more fleshy blood in their eyes, as if they had no fear as much as the black wolves of Matan.

Yuma also swung Ascalon with X-Za again. The boat they were on was shaking like crazy.

The two huge Aura Blades fired almost simultaneously created a small whirlpool in the surrounding sea.

The blade, which had grown nearly three times longer, was rapidly shortening each time Yuma swung the sword. To Yuma, Ascalon’s sword, stretched by an aura, felt like a lifeline.

Every time the swordsman became shorter, the probability of being able to protect the ship would decrease. It was unknown how many more times they could fire their magic bombardment volleys.

Will their magic shells run out first or will Yuma’s aura run out first? The aspect of the fight was going like that.

“Ballinan! What can I do about calling that idiot!?”

“I, too, keep calling!

Look at him sleeping!”

“Why the hell are you sleeping! Spirit King Lee! wake up!”

“Don’t get up!”

I never thought I would have such a stupid conversation in this urgent situation.

Yuma vowed that if he passed this crisis safely, he would definitely pursue Igmeseus later.

With Cogg rowing with all his might to the point where he lost feeling in his arms, and Barinann madly wiping the wind spirit, the distance between the boat and the boats of the natives was considerably reduced.

In the meantime, Yuma’s Aura Blaird and magic bombardment clashed once more. Yuma’s breathing was quite rapid.

“Bacha! Bacha haaaagh!”

The aborigine raised several lines of blood on his forehead and sighed. Fortunately, the magic bombardment seemed to have run out of shells.

Yuma took the remaining aura from Ascalon back into his body, recovered some of his physical strength, and finished preparations for a hand-to-hand fight with those dog-like natives.

Judging from their ignorant and violent habits, it was clear that if they got any closer, they would jump on the boat they were on like moths.

‘Come on, you bastards. I’ll kill them all…

Shoo!

As the distance got closer, the spear flew in this time. Surprisingly, the window was surrounded by a sad purple aura.

Again, they were natives. Very, very far from cutting-edge civilization or systematic use of auras.

‘Are there users? Besides, it’s quite a level!’

To the extent that Yuma evaluated it as considerable, it meant that it was a skill that surpassed that of an ordinary sword master.

However, even if they were close, the distance between ships was still far.

By the time the spear thrown by the natives reached Yuma’s boat, its power was greatly reduced.

Yuma lightly slashed the spear, and in reverse, fired a straight aura blade.

“Cha-cha-cha!”

“Oops!”

A commotion arose among the natives as sharp aurablades shattered the prow ornaments.

Just as Yuma was embarrassed by the firepower of the natives, the natives were also in a state of panic when they saw the intruder’s monstrous power.

“Cha-cha…

” Um-cha “Pa-cha-cha.”

Then, a few of the commanding natives put their heads together and started discussing something.

Yuma kept trying to fly aura blades, but decided to arrange physical strength.

The battle was lulled for a while. Yuma wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath.

“Whoop whoop. Ballinan. Are those really natives? What is this?”

“I’m also quite absurd right now… what should I do?”

“What the heck, why should I beat all those crazy bastards to death and get Igor back?”

Soon after, the commanding natives who had a hasty meeting came to a conclusion.

“Um Tata!”

“Um Tata!”

“Umm Tata!”

Of course, to Yuma, it only came with the feeling that they were talking in an unknown language.

“What is he saying now?”

“Uh uh! Mr. Yuma! I thought you were going to retreat!?”

The natives’ vessel began to turn its prow. The magic bombardment was not enough, so the rotation was very fast, as if it was equipped with the latest spirit navigation device.

Cogg and Ballinan rubbed their chests and let out a sigh.

However, Yuma only glared at them with blazing eyes filled with deep anger, murder, poison, and anger.

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