A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Goody is able to hide himself in his own mental world.

However, this is not a particularly troublesome ability for Bray, or rather, it is the kind of ability he is best at dealing with.

With a "whoosh," the broadsword was thrown to the left by Bray, disappearing into the bottomless shadows.

Then, it hit Goodeid.

Goodeid considered grabbing the sword with his hands, or blocking it with his gun.

But all attempts failed; the broadsword sliced ​​through Gurid's defenses like tofu, piercing right through him.

"Damn it, you said it was a slash!" Gurid roared in fury.

"..." Bray was speechless, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Gurid.

Then, the longsword suddenly slashed upwards.

"That's it, isn't it?" Bray answered Gureed's question only after unleashing a single strike.

Following the trajectory of Gurid's body as he flew backward, Bray gripped the hilt of his broadsword and pulled it from his body.

"Bang!" Gulid flew out weakly like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a lamppost before falling to the ground.

"Tch." Gurid made a rather disgruntled sound after getting up from the ground.

Before Gurid got up from the ground, Bray leisurely stuck his sword into the ground and switched his blindfold.

He has made up his mind to keep his cunning sharp.

I don't care about being tired anymore; there's only one thing I need to do now: cut down Gureed.

His left eye opened after a long time, burning with purple flames.

"..." This was the first time Gurid had seen Bray in this posture, and he couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong with this guy? He looks really strong."

Then, Gullid experienced it firsthand; Bray's condition was indeed very strong.

"Whoosh—" Magic and internal energy provided Bray with explosive power.

After gaining speed and power that his body couldn't achieve under normal conditions, even the way Bray drew his sword changed.

"Broken Sword Style" "Through the Forest"

The sword passed through countless lights, and through Greed's body.

Gureed, who had just gotten up for less than ten seconds, died again.

"Bang—" Gureed fired a shot into Bray's eye before he died.

But Bray tilted his head slightly, and the bullet only grazed the skin on his forehead.

"Heh, looks like you're in good shape," he said in a low voice after reviving Gurid.

“…” Bray once again cleaved his opponent in two with his sword, using the sword as a substitute for an answer.

One of them swung his sword and killed the enemy.

Then he was wounded by the other side's dying blow.

Bray and Gullid kept repeating this kind of battle.

Gurid no longer hid in the darkness, unleashing the speed a thief should possess.

Hiding in front of Bray seems to be of no use, so we might as well take a gamble.

Gulid's skills are not weak, and he is also very fast.

Unfortunately, all of them were unreasonable and overwhelmed by swordsmanship.

Swordsmanship imbued with magic and internal energy is worlds apart from swordsmanship without such enhancement.

Gullid finally experienced this firsthand.

"You bastard, are you out of your mind?!" Gurid roared, shoving the gun directly into Bray's mouth.

"I still value my life." Bray dodged Gureed's rude attack with a few quick movements, managing to avoid having a gun shoved into his mouth.

"Ha, you're telling me to cherish life when you're like this."

While Bray killed Gureed countless times, he himself was also hit in many places.

The bullets are still fast, especially the magic bullets.

Its power and speed made it difficult for Bray to deal with.

"How many lives do you have left?" Bray said, kicking Gureed away and then throwing his broadsword to kill him.

"Do you think this is something the enemy would tell you?" Gurid drew his broadsword and casually tossed it aside.

Gurid has many abilities, including stealing spells and dealing absolute damage.

However, none of them were particularly effective against Bray.

This kind of bastard who relies solely on his sword is quite troublesome for Greed.

"Ping—" The projections of both people's mental worlds shattered simultaneously.

However, the Master of the mental world continued the original battle without ceasing. The commotion from the battle was so great that it gradually attracted the attention of other people in the city.

Both Bray and Gullid knew this, but neither of them paid any attention.

Because neither of them had the energy to be distracted.

Apart from his clothes being badly torn, Gulid appeared to be unharmed.

However, there was a hint of seriousness in Gulid's calm expression.

As for Bray's side, they seem to be the weaker party.

His body was covered in gunshot wounds, none of which were fatal, but there were simply too many.

The blood he shed turned him into a blood-soaked figure.

However, those who aren't directly involved probably can't imagine that Bray is now in complete control.

Gurid had no idea how many times he had been instantly killed; the battle's duration was extended countless times by his resurrection ability.

The scene at this moment is just like the initial battle between Gurid and Bray, where they fought to the last breath.

Gurid was still cut down to the point of being unable to revive, and Bray was still worn down by him until he was covered in wounds.

"So you're not planning to run away this time?" Bray asked, looking at Gurid, his hand poised to draw his sword at any moment.

"Guess," Gurid smiled casually, offering Bray a non-answer.

Bray had no idea how many more chances he had to be resurrected.

Of course, he didn't know if Bray had reached his limit.

No, it shouldn't have reached its limit yet. This guy has only used one mental image world so far, and it hasn't been fully developed yet.

The mental world that Bray unfolded was more of a tool to suppress his own mental world.

"Yo yo yo, Blakeras, are you planning to force me to back down instead of killing me?" Gureed said arrogantly.

“I hadn’t thought of it that way,” Bray said.

"That's good." Gureed put away his arrogant expression and looked at Bray solemnly.

"I've already said it, there's no going back on the ring issue."

"I can tell."

Shatter, you hypocritical reality.

Deep blue replaced all the colors around it.

This blue world then shattered like glass.

Everything around, including the wreckage, seemed to move at a speed of ten thousand times slower.

Bray could still think, but his body wouldn't obey him.

The only person who could move normally was Goode.

Greed raised the old magic gun, crimson lightning crackling around it.

Every part of the magic gun is covered with crimson lightning, symbolizing terrifying magic.

This is the magic power condensed from the remaining life force of Greed.

The magic bullet shot out from the muzzle, incredibly slowly, just like the movement of the gun.

However, the moment Gurid's mental world is removed, the bullet's true speed will be fully unleashed.

"BOOM!!!" After the blue faded, Bray's vision was filled with crimson.

A flood of magic surged toward Bray.

Is this a magic bullet? This is practically a magic cannon!

Bray used his broadsword as a shield, trying to block Gureed's shot.

"Kara!"

However, the sword shattered instantly. This time, the broadsword was destroyed, but it was unable to block the spear.

The sword hilt slipped from his hand and spun in mid-air along with the scattered fragments.

“Bray, this time, consider it a victory.” Gureed didn’t believe Bray would die from that shot.

However, the outcome is quite clear.

"..." Bray didn't answer Gurid, nor did he look at the broadsword that had flown out of his hand.

"Clang—" The sword hilt hit the ground with a loud sound.

At this moment, that immature kid was probably swearing.

Thinking this, the flame in Bray's left eye burned out.

The magic power that served as "fuel" has been completely exhausted, so it's normal that the purple flames no longer appear.

He gripped the longsword with both hands, holding it horizontally in front of him, and slashed out as the red figure approached.

"I flow" "Zantie"

Everything turned into a white background, except for this sword, which was black.

This sword strike spanned dozens of meters, slicing through the crimson light and cutting through all obstacles in its path.

Finally, they cut off Gureed's hand that was holding the gun.

However, the next second, Gulid grabbed the gun that had been thrown out with his left hand and staggered back several steps.

"So you win this time?" Gurid revealed an ugly smile.

Damn it, why is this guy even stronger than before? He's still trying every possible way to get all sorts of power.

But I'm still a little behind this guy.

It's really...

"I'm not convinced." Staring at the ever-growing blade, Gurid gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.

"Thump!!!" With a muffled sound, Bree, who was still drawing his sword, was suddenly knocked away by something.

Bray rolled several times on the ground before struggling to get up.

"Dead Fish Eyes Teacher, you can't kill Goode."

Although Laurentina respected Bray, who was her "mentor," she did not want to see Gurid killed.

Laurentina, having retrieved her hat, was initially unable to join the fierce battle between Bray and Gore.

However, seeing that Gurid might be killed by Bray's sword, Laurentina chose to force her way in.

As a result, Laurentina herself was badly injured by the aftershocks, and her thick military uniform was covered in dust.

"Ha... so you're the one who saved me." Even though Gurid could guess who would save him.

But seeing that the person who saved him was Laurentina, he still felt like complaining.

Gurid looked at his unresponsive right hand, then glanced at Bray, who had just gotten up from the ground.

"..." Gurid looked at the tired Bray, seemingly hesitating about something.