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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 149: Nuada Airgetlam (2)

Chapter 149: Nuada Airgetlam (2)

Great‌​​ Warrior Sreng.

He‌⁠ was the mighty⁠ hero of the⁠⁠‍ Corca, who managed⁠‌ to cut off​‌ one of the⁠‌ arms of the​‍‍ King of Gods,⁠‍⁠ Nuada, during their‍​ decisive battle against‌ the Danann.

Although‌ he was later‍‌‍ defeated in that​‍ battle and Sreng‍‍ lost his life‍⁠ at the hands⁠ of Nuada, he⁠‍‌ was one of⁠‍ the few people‌‌‍ who left a great flaw on‌ the king’s body.​‍

As‌‍ a result, due‌⁠⁠ to the traditions‍⁠ of the Danann⁠‍‍ that ‘only those⁠​ with a perfect​ body can inherit‌⁠ the throne’, Nuada⁠ stepped down from‍‍ his position and‌‌⁠ succeeded the throne‌ to someone else.‍⁠

“Kuuk…!”‌

Losing‌ my left arm,⁠‌ I had to‍​ fall back for⁠‌​ a bit. Then,‍ I carved a rune letter onto​⁠ the injury.

My‌ plan was to‍​‌ sear the wound⁠ with Kenaz, the⁠‌‌ Rune of Flames‍‍ but…

——‍​‌

The⁠​ soaring flames were‍‍‍ extinguished before long.‍‍⁠ Due to the​​​ Blessing of the⁠‍‍ Sun, the absolute‌‌ immunity to flames‍ even ended up‍‌‍ absorbing the flames​​‌ that I had⁠⁠ created in order‌⁠ to stop the​ bleeding.

“Tch…”‌​

Clicking‌‍ my tongue, I held onto my‌‌ spear with my⁠‍ remaining arm because‌ sulking over a lost arm wasn’t​​⁠ going to do​‍‍ anything.

Firstly,​‌​ I had to​⁠‍ overcome this trial⁠⁠​ and keep my⁠⁠‌ life intact. My⁠⁠ fury and sorrow⁠ could be left‍ for after I finished off the⁠‌⁠ enemy in front⁠⁠ of me.

‘My​ regeneration speed is‌ too slow. It’s​⁠⁠ not closing the​⁠⁠ wound. Is it​ a cursed sword?‍‌‌ Or perhaps an‍‍​ enforcement of destiny‌‍‍ like Lia Fail?’​‍

Whatever⁠ the case, there‍ was no denying‍ that I couldn’t‌ attend to the‌‌‌ bleeding wound on‍‌ my left arm.⁠‌​ Even though Regeneration⁠⁠ of the Tenacious‌⁠‍ Warrior was supplementing‌‌ the loss of⁠‍‌ blood by pumping‍​‌ new blood into⁠‍⁠ the system, a similar amount of​ blood was still‌‌ flowing out of⁠ my left arm.​‌

I wasn’t expecting there‍ to be such‍‌​ a demerit to‌⁠‌ obtaining the Sun.⁠‍‌

“KUAHHHH…!”⁠​

Along​‍‌ with a deafening⁠​ roar, Sreng swung‍ the greatsword in‍⁠ his arms. Then‍ suddenly…

———​‌

———‍

———‍​‌

…As​ I was trying‌ to somehow block‌​​ the attack with⁠ my spear, the‌​ surroundings changed. It‌ reeked of water‍‌ as people screamed‌​ from every direction.‌

“…”​⁠⁠

Traumatic⁠⁠‌ memories of the‍ past… It was⁠​‍ an essential part‌​​ of the trial⁠‍ that made the​ player remember certain‌ failures of the⁠⁠​ past.

“Right.⁠‍​ Now this is⁠​​ more like a trial.”

The‌​ trials given by​‍‍ the gods weren’t‍ there to crush‍ and ridicule its‍⁠ challengers. They were​ beings that welcomed,​‍ taught, and guided‍ the new heroes,‍​‍ including the player​​‌ in the game.‌

However,​⁠‌ it was still⁠‍​ surprising to see‍ that they would‌​‍ treat me, a half-assed player, like​ a proper one.⁠​

[Help!]⁠​

[Somebody!‍​⁠ Please…! Help—]

It‌‌⁠ was like a pandemonium on earth,‍​‍ that stunk of​‍ water and blood​‌‌ mixed together. Houses‍​​ were flowing down;​​ people were screaming‌ for help on⁠‍ top of the‌‌⁠ roofs but what⁠ they invited weren’t⁠‌ rescuers but water‌ demons.

I still remember this‌⁠‍ tragedy like it‌⁠ was yesterday.

Tragedy‌‍ of Roteon River.⁠⁠

It​‌‌ was a massacre​​ that happened during​​‌ the process of‌⁠‍ annihilating the water‍ demons. The dam‍ burst forth and‍‌ a whole village‍ got swept away‍‌⁠ along with the‍‍ water demons.

[Bro…!​ The dam broke!]‍

And‍⁠ the main culprit‍​​ behind that massacre‌‌⁠ – Park Sihu.​‍ It was an⁠​⁠ evil plan forged‌‌​ by that wicked‍‍⁠ villain who created​‍​ a kill log‌⁠ of a hundred‌‌ thousand people, but‌ I couldn’t figure‌⁠ it out until​‍ the end.

Thousands⁠ of people were‌⁠ killed in that‍ tragedy, but Roteon‍​ River wasn’t the‌‍​ only one.

When‍‌‌ Adelene, the Lord‌ of the Tower​​ of Mages, activated​‍⁠ the Hell of‌ Steel,

When‍‍ Dumnorix, after synchronizing‍⁠ himself with the​ World Tree, reduced‌‌​ the western region‍‌‌ of the kingdom​ to a mere‌‍ wasteland,

And‌ when I lost‍​ my comrades to‍⁠‌ Fermack Daman and‌​ watched Dun Scaith‍⁠‌ devour a whole‍ city…

I was there in‌ the midst of‌‍ countless sacrifices and‌ tragedies, and yet⁠⁠ I failed to⁠‍‍ notice the comrade‍​⁠ right next to‌ me, who was‌‌​ rejoicing all by⁠ himself from all‌ that wicked profit.‍​​

[Knight…​​ Korin.]

The⁠​ surroundings changed yet‌⁠ again. It was​‍ a shivering cold⁠​‍ mountain. The storm‍​ and blizzard that​‍​ froze the land​⁠​ nearby were threatening‍ to freeze a woman on top​ of that.

[Bro,⁠‌ we have to⁠‍‍ hurry up. The​​ Frost Giants are⁠⁠ on their way.‌‍ Just throw that​⁠‍ thing away.]

Resting⁠‌​ in my arms⁠⁠‌ was a foolish​ lady whom I couldn’t protect, whom⁠‌​ I ended up​‌ having to kill‌​ with my own⁠ hands.

[You⁠ were too late…‌ in realizing my‌‍‌ fate, but…]

A villainess who until⁠​‌ the end couldn’t​⁠ change her fate…⁠ the poor lady‍‌‌ who diverged onto⁠ the crooked path‌‌‍ from hatred and‌ couldn’t come back​ was slowly turning‍ colder and colder.​

“Why​ are you showing‌ me this?”

“Hoh.⁠⁠‍ You knew already.”​‍

The‍‌‌ golden god caressed​‍ his beard while‍‍ watching me from‌‌​ behind, as I held the dying​ corpse of the‌⁠​ crimson venomous serpent.​‌‌ Even though I knew this was​‍⁠ fake and that⁠ this was just‍‌ a replay of‍​ my memories, I still couldn’t let‌ go of her‍ cold corpse.

“You⁠‌‌ seem remorseful of⁠ what happened.”

“There​‍⁠ are a lot⁠ of things I have lost, but⁠‌ for some reason,‌ there are a few that I just can’t seem​ to forget.”

Master‌‌⁠ and Princess Miru⁠ were such examples.‌​‌

Maybe‍‌‌ it was because‌ I was a guy that was‍‌ no different from‍‌ everyone else.

“It⁠⁠​ is natural for​‍‌ the memories of​⁠​ lost women to⁠​ remain behind as‍ remorseful memories in​‌ the minds of‌⁠​ heroes.”

“That’s​‌⁠ quite sexist.”

“The⁠​​ standard of your‌ era has nothing‍ to do with‌‍ me.”

After⁠‍​ staring at the⁠‌ bitter cold wasteland⁠ for a while,​​⁠ Nuada waved his‍‍ hands and changed⁠ the surroundings.

It⁠ was a dark‍‌​ city. A boy‍‌ was carefully walking‍ down the streets‍​ away from the‌ eyes of everyone‍ else, and following​‍ behind him was⁠⁠​ me.

This…‌‌‍ was the memory‍⁠‍ from the night‌‌ before the regression⁠‌ happened. I could​ still vividly remember‌‌​ that day.

“Well,‍ although disgusting, there​‍ is no denying‌‌​ that the ways‍⁠ of that evil‌ boy had been⁠ efficient.”

“But‌‌‍ in the end,‌​‍ he lost.”

“Yes,‍ in the end.‍ However, can you‌‌‌ say with certainty⁠​ that you are‍‍‌ stronger than that​ boy?”

“…”⁠​

Park‌‍⁠ Sihu’s growth was​ exponential.

In⁠‍ this iteration, I started off much​‍ quicker than him⁠ at the beginning‍​ and was stronger,​ but it was‌ nothing compared to‌ the exponential growth​‌‍ of Park Sihu’s‍⁠⁠ power later down‍​⁠ the line.

It​ was because he‌​‌ possessed a mana‍‌ pool that was​‌ at the level‍ of the gods.​‌​

Would⁠ I ever be​⁠ able to become​ stronger than Park​​ Sihu in terms‍ of stats? Of​‌ course not. That‍⁠‍ was simply impossible.​⁠​

-Guwooooo…!⁠‌‍

The​ dimension that had‌ been created by⁠ the god to​ provide a leeway‌‍‍ disappeared, as Sreng‌‍⁠ reappeared before my⁠⁠ eyes. He was⁠‌​ marching at me​⁠​ with a roar.⁠

“You‍ want to defeat​​‌ our avenger? Do‌‍ you believe you​‌‍ can replace Justice⁠ and the hero?​ How pathetic. How‍ about you defeat‌ this warrior in​⁠ front of you​​‍ before all that‍​ talk?”

As‍​⁠ if representing Nuada’s​⁠​ will, Sreng choked⁠⁠⁠ me by the​‌ throat. His arms​​ were so thick⁠ and muscular that‌⁠ choking me to⁠⁠⁠ death wouldn’t even‍ begin to serve⁠​ as an issue.‍

“I..​​​ probably won’t be⁠ as powerful as⁠ Valtazar or Park‌‌ Sihu for the‌‌ rest of my‍⁠ life.”

“If⁠​ so, why do‌‍​ you wish to​​ replace him? Even​⁠ though you are‌​ fully aware that‍ you will be‌ weaker than him?”⁠‌

My‌⁠ neck was being‌⁠⁠ crushed. Theoretically, it⁠‍ should be nigh‍ impossible to let⁠ out a voice​ but surprisingly, I could speak without​⁠ that big of‌‌ an issue.

“But​ if we fight,​​ I will win.‌⁠ My definition of​ power and strength⁠⁠​ is different from​‍​ what you and‍ Park Sihu think​​​ of it.”

“…!”​​

In⁠ retaliation, I grabbed‍⁠ onto Sreng’s neck.⁠⁠‍ He faltered for⁠​‌ a bit, but‌ upon seeing that​‌​ I couldn’t even‍‌‍ wrap my hands‌⁠‌ around his thick‌​​ neck, he floated‌ a smirk.

Let’s⁠‌ see how long‌‍‌ that smile can⁠⁠‌ stay on your​​ damn face.

❰Sun​‍‍ Concentration❱

The​‍​ mana of the‌ Sun swirled above.‌⁠​ Swallowing the mana​​ inside my body,‌ sunlight emerged in‌‌⁠ the sky above.​‍

It‍‍ wasn’t enough.

❰Sun⁠‌​ Manifestation❱

The‍​ accumulation of mana​‍ manifested itself in⁠‍​ the form of‌ a large sun.​‍‌

The​ Sun, Claiomh Solais.‍⁠‌

It‍​‍ was one of‌⁠​ the strongest abilities‍‍‌ in this world​‍‌ – one that‍ was far too​​ extravagant for someone​ like me, who⁠⁠ couldn’t even maintain​‍‍ it for over‌ 10 seconds without‍ the backup of‍ the system.

“The⁠ Sun, huh? But‌‌​ what will you⁠‍​ do with that?‍‌ Do you believe‍⁠⁠ you’ll be able‍ to stay alive‍‌ until you manage‌⁠​ to drop that‌⁠ Sun?”

❰Sun‍ Compression❱

“What?”⁠‌

Nuada’s⁠ flustered voice reached‍‍ my ears from‍ afar. That was​⁠ only natural because‌ the enormous Sun​ in the sky‌​ was being compressed‌‍ down into my⁠‍ arm.

“I‌‌ don’t even need‌‌ 10 seconds. 1 second is more‍ than enough.”

Right‍ now, even though​ I was being‍ weighed down by‍ someone much stronger​​ than me, my⁠‍⁠ arm was around‍‍ his neck due‍‌⁠ to his self-conceit.​

The⁠‍ power of the‌ compressed sun resting‍ in my hand​‌ had the ability​​⁠ to scorch everything⁠ I touched into⁠‌‌ ash.

-Kuhk?​‍

It‌⁠⁠ was just 1 second.

The‍‌‍ compressed heat of​ the Sun touched⁠⁠ Sreng by the‍​​ neck. Instinctively, he‌​ tried to throw‍⁠ me away but‌‌⁠ that short period‌​ of 1 second⁠ was detrimental for‌‌​ both of us.⁠⁠

-Jiiik!‌

His‍ neck was scorched‍ and melted, and⁠‌‌ so was my‌​​ arm.

‘Compressing⁠ the Sun’ meant‌ an absurd density​‌ of mana had‍‌​ to reside in​ my bare arm.⁠ This was why‍‍​ Sun Compression was‌ a suicide move‍‌⁠ without Airgetlam, an‍ item that could⁠​‌ hold an infinite​ amount of power.‍‌

“Krrrh…!”‍

His⁠‌⁠ skin was scorched,​‌ revealing the bones‍‍ of his neck‌ but Sreng was‌‌ still alive and⁠⁠ breathing.

“Krrh,​ kura… Kuraagyahhh—!!”

Despite‍‍ having trouble enunciating​ words, Sreng nonetheless⁠⁠‍ raised his sword.‌ Right – the‌ fight wasn’t over‌‌⁠ just yet.

“Are‍‌​ you still going‌⁠‍ to fight?”

“Of⁠ course. I lost‍ both my arms​‌⁠ but so what?​‍‍ I still have‍ my legs.”

Each‍‌ and every one‍​ of them didn’t‍⁠ have the guts‍​ these days. If⁠ I was going​ to give up‍‍​ just by losing‌‌ my arms, I wouldn’t have even​‌ gotten started on⁠ the fight to⁠ save the world.⁠​

“Huu…!”‌⁠​

Once‌ again, I settled‍⁠ the Aura Core‍​ in my body​ and embedded the‌‌ aura from Sebancia’s‍⁠​ Aura Core into​ my right leg.⁠‌‌

I couldn’t even balance⁠‌​ myself properly after‍ losing my arms,​​ and the severe⁠ loss of blood‌‍ that couldn’t be⁠⁠ supplemented, even with‌⁠​ my regeneration ability,⁠⁠ made my head‌ turn dizzy.

However,‍​⁠ it was still​​‍ okay.

One​ attack was going‍⁠ to be enough.⁠‌ There was no​⁠ need to keep​​‍ my balance nor​‍ be afraid of‍‍ falling down after‌‌​ my attack. My‌ hazy eyes and‌⁠‍ the jolt in‍ my brain did‌‍⁠ not matter in​‍ the slightest – all I needed⁠ to do was⁠​‍ focus on just​ one more attack.⁠

■■■■■■■■■■■——!!‍‌

Unfazed‍‌⁠ by the absence‍‌​ of flesh around‍ his neck, the‍‍‌ great warrior unhesitatingly⁠​ kicked off the​‌ ground.

Along‍ with a deafening⁠​​ roar, he jumped‌‍‍ in, trying to⁠ cut me down​ into pieces.

Sebancia‌‍ Duke’s Second Demonic​ Move

Korin‍‌⁠ Style

Falling​ Heaven on Five​⁠​ Dragons
If this power,​‍⁠ which had even‌ killed the mighty‍⁠ dragons was real…​‍‌ then a monster​‍‍ like this was‌ nothing.

“Whatever‌ it is, things​‌ will work out‍​ somehow if a man puts his‍​⁠ life on the⁠⁠​ line.”

Sreng​​ slashed his greatsword‍​ down, but I didn’t even bother​ registering that in​ my brain. The​‍ only thing that‌‍ was at the⁠‍⁠ end of my​‍ gaze was, from⁠ beginning to end,​ his wobbly neck‍​ and nothing else.‍​

———‍​

I twisted my body.⁠⁠‌

Every​ single bit of​ power was embedded‍‍ into the kick.‌⁠ A slight step‌ forward from the⁠ center of balance,⁠ followed by the⁠‌⁠ acceleration with the‌ left leg acting‌ as the pivot,‌‌ and a simple​​​ spinning kick.

Spinning⁠ Hook.

This‌​‌ simple and straightforward‌⁠⁠ kick that anyone⁠‌⁠ who spent their​‍ childhood days in⁠‌ Korea would learn⁠ was my finishing‌ blow.

-Kwaa!‍​

The‌‍ greatsword was falling‌ down at a rapid speed, so‍ fast that it⁠ could shatter my⁠‍ body into pieces.‌‌ Naturally, my legs‍‍ couldn’t physically reach⁠ the neck of‌‍‍ the enormous giant​‌ and therefore, it⁠​ couldn’t be just‌ a normal kick.⁠

“Kuhk?”‌

Sreng⁠‌ paused in confusion.‌​⁠

By⁠ the time he​‌ noticed it, his​ eyes were rolling‌⁠‍ across, taking turns⁠‌‍ viewing the sky⁠‌⁠ and the ground.​⁠‍ Soon, he closed‌‍ his eyes upon‍‍ accepting the situation.‍​‌

The‌⁠⁠ second stage of⁠ using Sebancia Duke’s​ aura.

Aura​‍ Release.

The‌ movement of a greatsword was physically⁠ directed by the⁠⁠ hands compared to‌‍‌ my attack which⁠‌ emitted aura like⁠⁠ an arrow.

It‌⁠⁠ was pointless to‌ question which of⁠‍ them would have‍⁠ landed on the​‍⁠ enemy first.

-Flop!​‍‍

Due‍ to having no‌‌​ arms and thus‌ no way to⁠‍‍ balance myself, I fell on the‍‌‌ ground after the​‍ kick but still‍​‍ gazed at the⁠‍ upside-down golden Danann⁠⁠ with a smile.‍

“You‍ never know what‍‌ the outcome of​⁠ a battle will‍​ be until you⁠ end it.”

Just⁠​​ like that, I had passed the⁠ third trial.

***​‌

By‌​ the time I realized it, the‍⁠⁠ barren wasteland where‌​​ I had fought⁠ against Sreng had‌​‍ turned into an⁠‌‌ evergreen land of‍ grass.

Mag​⁠​ Mell.

It‌⁠ was a wide​‍ plain of grass‌​‍ in paradise, Tir⁠⁠ na Nog. It‌⁠​ was one of​ the locations composing​⁠​ the paradise.

This‍​​ was the land‌​ of the deceased,‌ and a paradise‌ among paradise for‍​ the select few.‍​‍

“Huhahahaha…!‍ You’re one incredible‌ youth! Erin seems‍ to have chosen‌⁠ the right man!”​⁠​

Dagda⁠ Mor, the father‍ of Oengus and⁠ the owner of​ Undry.

“You​​ should be more‍ mindful of your‌ body. I will⁠ stay faithful to​​ the promise Nuada⁠‍ has made with​‌ you and heal‌ you back.”

The​ Danann of Healing,​ Dian Cecht, restored​‌⁠ my arms and​ the leg that‌⁠ got lost during​​ the battle.

“That⁠⁠ was remarkable, young⁠‍ hero! This Manannan‌‍‌ Mac Lir heavily‍​ appreciated your fighting‍⁠ spirit!”

And‌ after them was​⁠ the owner of⁠‍⁠ this Island of‍‌ Treasures. Although he‍‍​ wasn’t an Ard⁠‌ Ri, he was‍ the son of⁠⁠​ the ocean and​ one who ruled‌​ over the seas,‌⁠⁠ Manannan Mac Lir.‍

“Hmph.”‍⁠

“…”⁠‍

Lastly,⁠ there were 2 more Danann that​‌‌ were gazing at​‍‌ me from a slight distance.

One‍‌‍ of them enveloped‍‍ in gold was‍‍‌ Nuada Airgetlam and⁠​ the other… was​ one of the​​​ characters that came‌‍‍ out in the​‌⁠ game; the master​‍‌ of the Spear‍​⁠ of Light, Lugh​‍​ Lamhfada.

The​⁠​ Danann of Light⁠ and the strongest​⁠ of them all.‌​

All‍ the powerful Danann‍​ that could be​ encountered by the⁠ player in ❰Heroic‍⁠ Legends of Arhan❱⁠ were gathered in‌​​ one spot with‌‌‌ their eyes focused​​ on me.

‘This​ is… something I’ve⁠⁠ never seen both‍⁠⁠ in the game​ and the last​​ iteration.’

The‌‍‌ god you met​⁠‍ changed depending on‌‍ the item you‍‍ possessed, but there⁠⁠‍ wasn’t an event‌​ where you could​ meet all the⁠​⁠ gods.

Whosever​ trial it was‍​ that you took,​‌ it was possible‍ for the player‌ to choose their‌‍ reward anyway so…⁠‍⁠

“Korin‍ Lork. This Manannan⁠​‌ shall represent the⁠‍ gods that have​⁠​ entered a deep⁠ slumber in Mag‍ Mell and give‍ you our blessing.”⁠

Especially,​⁠ Manannan Mac Lir‌‌​ was incredibly amiable‍‌ and friendly, but​ it was hard‍‌‌ to tell why‍‍​ he was this‍ way.

“Not​‌⁠ sure if you⁠ are aware, but⁠‍ I am the‍ master of this‌ Island of Treasures.​‌​ Besides… I am‍​‍ also the wealthiest‌ of all the​‍​ Danann and possess⁠⁠ the greatest amount​ of treasures.”

“I​ am… aware.”

“And‌​‌ I praise thee⁠ for thy bravery‌ and courage! This‌​‍ Manannan Mac Lir​​‌ will gladly present‍ you, brave hero,⁠ with my greatest⁠​ treasure!”

“Sorry?‍⁠ Wait, I would‍ like to receive​ Airgetlam…”

“Hmm?⁠ You seem to‍​ have misunderstood my‍ words.”

“Pardon?”⁠‍‍

“My‍‌​ gift has nothing‌ to do with‌‍ the presents that⁠ you will be‌​​ receiving from the​⁠⁠ other gods. And​‍​ this is a common sentiment that​ we have all​⁠​ come to except⁠​​ for Lugh.”

“…What?”‍‍⁠

Uhh…​‍ so you mean…​‍​

Four⁠ of the five​​ Danann here will‌ be giving me⁠​ a treasure, right?⁠​

One​‍ each?

“J,‍‍⁠ jackpot.”

I unconsciously let out⁠‌‍ that forbidden word.‍‌‍

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