A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

He didn't consider himself a smart person, and he knew it would take him a lot of time to find the optimal solution.

So he used a card, and the greatsword behind him was drawn.

When faced with a dilemma, he felt that taking the first step was the best course of action.

Despite being a large sword, "Beers" still seemed too small in the face of this giant log.

But Bray didn't seem to care. He slowly lowered his body and gripped the greatsword tightly.

Breathe, breathe, take a deep breath, and focus your attention to the highest level.

Then he arranged all his magic power in an orderly fashion on the blade.

In that instant, the greatsword was less of a sword and more of a cannon barrel.

"BOOM!!!!!!!!!!" A thunderous roar that resounded through the sky suddenly erupted.

No matter how skillful you are, if you can't even break through someone's defense, or if you're just trimming your toenails in the end, then any attack is meaningless.

The sword slashed upwards, its crimson magic enveloping the sky, crashing into the giant tree like a warship.

No fancy skills are needed; the most effective way to deal with giant objects is "brute force"—

"Onis Swordsmanship" and "Dragon Slayer Cannon"

Did the person who created this sword technique actually encounter a dragon? We don't know.

Even the reason why the sword technique was named after artillery fire is puzzling.

However, the power of this sword strike is undeniable.

Seeing the destructive power of this row of fleet main guns, which is like a bombardment, one might understand why it is called artillery fire.

The giant tree was punched through, leaving a huge gash.

Strangely, not only was a hole blasted into the spot where Bray was aiming, but a crack also appeared in the spot where he wasn't attacking.

Through the gap was the eye of a wild beast, its needle-like pupil staring intently at the mine below.

Unfortunately, the eye is not located in the eye area of ​​the giant wood beast's outline; it is located elsewhere.

Otherwise, Bray would have thought the giant tree was a wild beast.

The coastline began to tremble slightly, and the rats in the city spontaneously stood on the rooftops, gazing in the direction of the giant tree.

"Crack—" The giant tree began to make the sound of its bark being forcibly torn open.

The giant tree, which had been an inanimate object, began to move little by little.

At that moment, Bray realized that a pair of eyes were staring at him.

The guy gazing at himself wasn't here, not even in Kapras.

"Something actually came out." Bray took a few steps back and muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, his sword strike "awakened" this piece of wood.

But he felt that waking up the giant tree might not have been the right choice.

The giant tree transformed into a four-legged beast, lying on the shore with its lower body completely submerged in the sea.

The god spoken of by the people of this city should be called "Ail, the source of the plague" in historical records.

He had a head that resembled a mixture of a wolf and a rat, with serrated teeth.

His body was as strong as a wild boar, and he was emanating a plague that could corrupt everything.

"El, the source of the plague," has a form befitting a deity; He Himself is a walking island, a source of plague.

The giant tree in front of him was exactly the same in appearance as Him, only smaller in size.

Of course, Bray hadn't studied much about religion, so he knew nothing about the giant tree opposite him.

"Splash—" The seawater turned a murky color and rushed onto the shore.

The ground seemed to be "poisoned," constantly being corroded as the giant tree walked on it.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!!!" The moment it let out the roar, the giant tree was no longer a giant tree, but something that was alive.

What was originally a faint concept erupted after the roar rang out.

Bray was surrounded by concepts called "Plague".

The monster formed from the giant tree did not utter any human words, but instead used its sharp claws to strike Bray heavily.

The monster had no expression, as if it were about to crush a troublesome little insect, its heart completely unmoved.

Bray looked at the other's claws, then glanced back at the city so close at hand.

Is this thing a Silver-rank? No, it should be something even more powerful than a Silver-rank.

He couldn't accurately determine what the monster, which was the giant tree incarnate, was, but he knew the situation was urgent.

If the monsters are allowed to run rampant, the entire city will be destroyed.

It would be one thing if the city itself were destroyed, but the monster's concept clearly aims to wipe out all living things.

The reason those people fell ill was due to the concept possessed by this giant tree.

The monster's claws slammed down slowly, and even as it moved, wood chips kept falling from the gash that Bray had torn open.

Although the claws are slow, they give the impression that there is nowhere to escape.

Bray also felt the restlessness of the Heavenly Fox Tear within his body, as if it were resonating with the other party, causing his body to slow down a few beats.

"BOOM!!!" The sound was no less deafening than the previous sword strike, shaking the seawater and sending it surging up.

“Hmm? (Unknown language)” A cryptic language echoed from within the giant tree.

Unlike the common language, this language is very short, and although you can tell that it is “speaking,” it can still be mistaken for the calls of wild animals.

There is one word that can perfectly describe this language: savage.

Bray naturally couldn't understand this ancient language. He didn't even understand the languages ​​of angels and demons, let alone this even more ancient language.

People usually worship giant trees as gods, and at this moment, these giant trees are indeed "gods".

To be more precise, he is the incarnation of God, the incarnation of "Ail, the source of the plague".

Originally, the source of the plague was unable to interfere with Kapras, so creating an avatar like this would be virtually impossible.

However, one day the wall was damaged, and the strong belief in the existence of "God" allowed His divinity to attach itself to the giant tree.

As a golden species, the source of the plague has no desire to accumulate faith. His existence is just like his own concept: to keep spreading the plague and expand his presence to the entire Kapras.

That's what He's doing now, and He is doing it right now.

Initially, He did not intend for His consciousness within the giant tree to awaken so quickly, but Bray's sword forced Him to awaken this avatar ahead of schedule.

Unlike the other golden race, He doesn't interfere with others, and He doesn't even talk to Bray.

It's not just disdain, it's a lack of necessity.

Ultimately, His only purpose was to spread the plague, something that lower species would naturally not accept.

“Inhibition? What a nasty thing. (Unknown voice)” said the Plague Source, trying to press its claws completely into the ground.

Unfortunately, He couldn't do it.

Bray used his sword to withstand a blow from the source of the plague.

"Roar!!!" He let out a primal roar at Bray.

As this divinity revived, the intensity of the concept continued to rise, and the blood in Bray's body surged uncontrollably, as if trying to completely destroy his body.

"Get out of the way!" The greatsword was swung heavily, sweeping away the plague source's claws.

Bray's bloodshot pupils met the cracked eyes of the giant tree, while the playing cards around him shattered one by one.

After its divinity was fully restored, the giant tree became the true incarnation of a god and stood before Bray.

The giant tree transformed into a physical form, flowing with a venom capable of corroding everything.

The source of the plague opened its gaping maw and spat out a disgusting, corrosive liquid.

Bray retreated several dozen meters, barely dodging the attack.

The ground was covered by corrosive liquid in the next second. Although the ground was not corroded into a single hole, all living things in that place died instantly.

It died of illness.

Even at a distance of several tens of meters, Bray's skin was eroded and began to decay.

"Hehehehehehahahaha!" His life force was fighting against the concept of the source of the plague, but as a price, a ferocious blood fox appeared on his shoulder at an inopportune moment.

"The power of the Celestial Fox? How dare you usurp our power? Even if it's a suppressive force, you're far too arrogant. (Unknown voice)" the Source of Plague said calmly.

Even though Bray couldn't understand the ancient language, he could still hear the sarcasm in the tone.

After taking the opponent's attack head-on, he finally understood what the opponent was.

The strength of this concept can only be found in the gold variety.

But the truth seen through his mind's eye told Bray that the monster in front of him was not the real God, but merely a puppet controlled by God.

Although it was just a marionette, Bray still felt it was a bit prickly.

But he had no way out; behind him lay the city, and in the city were many sick people, and a sick Levy.

Tragedy occurs simply because the parties involved lack the necessary capabilities.

If you want to avoid tragedies around you, make sure you have the ability to prevent them from happening in advance.

Holding his sword in both hands, Bray exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Want to challenge me? (Unknown voice)" The source of the plague grinned maliciously, letting out a series of roars.

Although I don't understand what you're saying, I only have one thing to say to you—

"Get lost." Picking up where we left off, Bray said something very cool.

Here's the question: Is Bray really that handsome? Of course not.

At most, that sentence just made him look a little tougher.

In any case, it is ultimately the embodiment of the golden seed.

You can say that the power of the avatar is similar to that of a Silver-ranked being, but in reality, they are not the same.

The "purity" of the concepts themselves is different.

"..." Bray struggled to his feet, his body rotting like a corpse abandoned in the wild for days.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Fox Tears, he wouldn't just "look like" a corpse, but would actually become one.

The surrounding rocks and metal had no effect whatsoever.

But other living things were different; they all decayed and died because of the concept spread by the source of the plague.

Although plagues do not necessarily lead to death, most lives cannot withstand them.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be considered a plague.

"Hahaha—" Blood Fox mocked the declining Bray without restraint.

As part of the Heavenly Fox Tears, He not only failed to help Bray, but even further worsened Bray's condition.

Although Bray's body is recovering as a result, the process has been somewhat bumpy.

It took some time for Bray to look like a human.

His clothes and weapons were unaffected, but he himself was nearly tortured to death.

"This is too much trouble, what a troublesome thing. (Unknown voice)" The source of the plague's patience was gradually worn away by Bray.

As a golden race dominated by wildness, He would not appreciate such indomitable spirit, but would only find it annoying to others.

While the source of the plague may not have the desire to kill, Bray's behavior of slowing down his own progress annoyed Him.

He wanted to kill Bray, but even with the power of restraint, Bray was still a vulnerable mortal in the eyes of the Golden Seed—easily killed.

Bray had no idea how much he was being looked down upon, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't care.

This attitude is the same as how the Silver race views mortals; there's nothing surprising about it.

Higher species have always been like this; they have never felt that mortals are qualified to be like them.

Seeing that he couldn't kill Bray anytime soon, the source of the plague chose to give up on him.