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Academy Genius Knife-Episode 72

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“Well···Don't think anyone will survive..”

The scroll unfolded. A thick mana barrier rose and blocked the entrance to the banquet hall. Ronan, clutching the hilt, ran toward the vampires..

The distance narrowed in an instant. The vampire, who serves as the deputy leader, cried out in a voice of bewilderment.

“Damn it, kill it.!”

Several vampires who had regained their reason raised their arms and aimed at Ronan. It was to be controlled by magic. At that time, the Vampire who was casting the spell threw up his blood and hesitated.

“Blood Arrow * * * Gaggle!”

In a row, the other vampires failed to cast and had seizures.. The deputy asked, shaking the shoulders of the fallen vampire.

“What, everybody, what's going on??!”

“Don't, Mana doesn't gather.···!”

The deputy's eyes grew larger. In fact, the mana of the banquet hall is scattered or regurgitated before it is materialized by magic. There was. He belatedly prepared to deal with Jarodin, disturbing Mana I realized the existence of the objects. The chief of the division cried out with a smile on his face.

“Goddamn it, go get anybody out of that damn thing.!”

He was completely in his own way. A few vampires in the rear rushed inside the banquet hall. He turned his head again. Hooked! Ronan, approaching the two of them imperceptibly, gave La mancha to the agari of the deputy leader. Plug it in..

“bigaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The vice-captain screamed. But he doesn't back down, but he chews like he swallows the test, and tells Ronan Rushed. Blood and brain water are buried on the tip of the sword that escapes through the back. There was. Ronan frowned.

“You fight like a fuck..”

“Human!!”

The vice-captain vampire swung his arm. The nail bristling like a spear was a weapon in itself. Ronan, stooping and dodging, raised his sword with an oblique line. La Mancha gently points to the jawbone, brain, and skull and falls out of the head Came out. The deputy leader threw up his monster..

“Snappy wounds don't die.!”

“Yeah.?”

Ronan turned the La Mancha around and fixed it. He made fifteen strikes, each in a different direction, on the side of the captain of the division. plugged in. His tattered face was covered with red lines. Puck! The moment Ronan kicks his chest, dozens of scraped heads are like a flowerpot It exploded..

“Guek···!”

My body drooped. Kwajak! Ronan said, with his heel, a piece of bone that he did not know about the area.

“I think he's dead..”

The six pieces that made up the head were only twitching and did not recover. It was one of the know-how I realized in my previous life. If it's annoying to play, if it's impossible to play, it's impossible to play. That's it..

“Vice, Vice President!”

He was followed by the captain. The eyes of the vampires around him swung. Ronan immediately ran into a female vampire who was standing nearby. When there was confusion and fear, we had to reduce the number as much as possible. Standing. Her arms rose into the air at the sight of Ronan, who flew without delay.

“kyaaaaaaak!”

Blood splashed. The beautiful face was distorted like a demon. It wasn't bad to make a konjuk like just a vice president. Unfortunately, that was too troublesome.

Ronan pulled one of the stakes from the waist dance. Two handsome vampires trying to get her tits pegged People blocked Ronan's front..

“You know, you don't know the chivalry about the lady.?”

“Then you're in..”

Ronan twisted his body. He has the terminal cover in his left hand on the vampire's chest. Shoved and nailed. Hooked! As soon as the stake poked into the heart, the vampire's white was sour.

“Huh Billion···!”

“Dirty monster fucks chivalrous whats···.”

A vampire stung by a stake is dead. It was instantaneous with nothing more to see. The sound of the wind rang in my ears. Ronan twisted his head. Wedge! A fierce strike grazed Ronan's cheek..

“I avoided this.?”

Embarrassment frosted on the face of another vampire. In his hand was a sharp sabre. The decoration was useless, but it was like a good sword..

And what kind of fencing do mosquitoes use? Ronan, who was curious, used the first herbivory of Imperial swordsmanship. Caen! A vertical strike hit Chabre.

“Big!”

The vampire's posture was disoriented at once. He had excellent physical abilities, but he never wielded a knife in his usual way. It was clear that.  Standing! Ronan, with his tongue as if it were pathetic, blew his throat at once. At the same time, he was pegged to the body that was broken down.

“Aing, I'm sorry about the knife..”

“You, what the hell are you?···?”

The female vampire muttered in a terrified voice. She was still playing the lower elbow. Instead of answering, Ronan swung his arm. Perk! A flying peg, drawing a silvery straight line, pierced her heart. The vampires who were running stopped in place..

“Drina!”

“Don't, it's not a wizard's move.···!”

“Damn, it's not a melee. It's still a long way off..”

Less than five minutes later, half of them were out of combat. It was the first time since the Blood Hook was founded. Ronan, correcting his position, pointed his sword at them.

“Don't think about going back to life.?”

Ronan was about to rush back. I heard a cry of joy from behind me..

“That's it! I turned it off.!”

“Damn it, finally.!”

The faces of the vampires brightened. Ronan raised his eyebrows..

‘Off? What did you turn off??’

“Khahahahah! You're done.!”

A vampire with a scar on his face cried out. Ronan was scattered with dizziness, and Mana was flowing normally again I noticed that I started. Ronan twisted his lips as he saw Mana gathering in their hands.

“Aha.”

“Blood Spear.”

A spear of blood flew towards Ronan. Ronan rolled sideways and avoided the attack. Before he could stand up, a bloody arrow grazed Ronan's shoulder. Passed..

“Negative···!”

It was probably a way of managing objects that disturbed mana. Airborne reversed. Vampires wield, throw, and explode weapons made of blood I pushed Ronan away..

The scary thing about blood magic is that it has a continuous attack on the blood-stained spot It was that it could be derived. In some ways, it was similar to Schlieffen's Storm Sword..

If the swerving blood makes a puddle on the floor, there's a thorn or arrow again. The attack followed with a welling expression. The godless vampires burst the mine..

“Ahaha! It's like a rat running away.!”

“I think you won.?”

But the only thing that's good about being able to use magic is that it's just as good as being able to use magic. There was not. Ronan laughed. The vampire who shot the bloody arrow frowned.

“What is it??”

“We have a kid who uses magic, too..”

It was then. All the blood magic projectiles flying towards Ronan stopped in the air.. It was like time had stopped. The vampires ' faces hardened..

“Well, what is it??”

“What's wrong with this??”

Shuuuuuk! The shape of the star-eye projectiles collapsed and transformed into the form of drops. And it began to suck towards a corner of the banquet hall.

The vampires turned their heads at the same time. One of the first creatures I see in my life is hanging on a torch, four pieces of it I was crouching my wings..

“Cheeks.”

Blood was being absorbed into Sita's body. It was the car they were trying to shout. Tadadadang! The wings of Sita, crouched, spread out, and hundreds of spheres of blood turned vampires into vampires. It was shot towards him..

“Big, big, big, big.!”

A sphere flying at high speed pierced their bodies. The bones and flesh that burst soared into the air. He was not mortally wounded, but he could not move. The bleeding that was hit by the bullet was absorbed by Sita again and the bullet was absorbed by Sita. I've been flying..

“I'm working on the right rice..”

“Piyat!”

Ophelia seemed to have taught properly. Ronan, raising his mouth, again rushed towards the vampires. He says Sita's bullet is exactly aimed at vampires. Knew that.

-Hooked!

“Billion!”

-Hooked!

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry.!”

Ronan is in the chest of the vampires who are beehive in the banquet hall. Put the stakes in. Sometimes, the seeds that are excessively open are La Mancha, which has been hit to the extreme. I gave him a dictation. The vampires, who noticed that the victory was completely tipsy, turn their backs and run away. Started.

“Too, run away.!”

“The entrance is blocked.!”

The barrier blocking the entrance was still strong. I didn't get a scratch when I shot or bit the blood magic. It was natural. It was a high magic that prepared Jarodin's feet to bind him..

Perk! Then a silver peg from the back pierced the vampires ' backs. The vampires who pierced the heart exactly, even the screams of the terminal horse. I was dead without being able to put it out..

“···It's all over..”

Ronan turned on the stretch. No more moving vampires were visible. The two horses that just died seemed to be the last..

“He's still sleeping..”

Tsubai was stunned with his limbs severed. In the middle of the fight, the section is torched and the regeneration is slowed down. There was. Perk! Ronan kicked his belly. Tsubai, who flew to the wall and crashed, looked up.

“Kuck, kuck, kuck, kuck, kuck, kuck, Kuck. This, this is how it happened···”

“I'm in a bit of a mood.?”

Ronan laughed. Tsubai's face as he looked around became contemplative. Silver stakes are shoved deep into the bodies of the members, which are strewn all over the place. There was. Tsubai, belatedly distracted, screamed.

“Ah * * * ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa···!”

There was no living person except himself. Ronan, hunched, pointed at Tsubai's neck with a silver stake.

“Take out the essence of the adenocarcinoma..”

It was an insipid voice that felt no emotion. Tsubai spit on Ronan's face and threw up a curse cry.

“You damned bastard! My will surely kill you to shreds! The deepest of Hell···”

Ronan wiped the spit on his face. He silently inserted a peg into Tsubai's thigh. Hooked. The screams of Mogol rang out in the banquet hall.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.!”

“Take out the essence of the adenocarcinoma..”

The wound burned and blackened. Tsubai did not answer. With a sigh, Ronan poked his left eye with a peg. The body without limbs popped out like a fish.

“Kyahaaak! Big, big, big, big.!”

“Integer of adenocarcinoma. Take it out..”

“Hey, what the hell did you do until you got this point?!”

“Well.?”

“Damn it, you made it clear. I'm helping Jarrodine Stonesong! But why, why···!”

Tsubai made a noise that he didn't know English. Ronan shook his head. Did the peg stab his brain? It was at this moment that Ronan pulled the peg that was stuck in his eye..

“···Fuck.”

Ronan's life is so intense that it can't be compared to what it has been until now. Pounced. The fact that Tsubai's gaze is facing the back, not himself I noticed..

Ronan slowly turned his head. Except for the blood, the intestines, and the bodies of mosquitoes, which are everywhere The thing was invisible. Only three people who had been caught eating vampires lay on the table, moaning. It was just there. Sita bristled her whole body's feathers..

“Cheeks, ahhhhhh.···!”

The blood that had been sprayed in the banquet hall was absorbed into Sita's body. The four wings were vibrating fast as if preparing for something. Ronan's eyes grew..

“Sita?”

“hyaaaak!”

An enchantment occurred in front of Sita's eyes. The sphere, which Ronan shot without a bird to say, shot toward the stone table.. Kwaaaang! The compressed blood exploded and caused a red cloud.

“Yamma, what are you doing all of a sudden?···”

It was the car Ronan was trying to say. A foggy cloud of blood walked and revealed a human figure. A man with a sack over his head was sitting on the table. A dreary voice rang out in the banquet hall.

“That's disappointing..”

Ronan clutched the peg without knowing it. He noticed at once that it was the author who was flushing the life out of him.. Ronan, breathing, opened his mouth..

“···What are you??”

He was clearly one of those who had been caught as prey. The man slowly turned his head toward Ronan. A red light was smouldering over the thin sack. My voice rang again..

“That's what I want to ask. Fake. Where's Jarodin??”

Ronan did not answer. The man raised his body. The rope that bound his hands and feet was untied imperceptibly. Tsubai hesitated in a mixed voice of bewilderment..

“Go, fake it? That's it.?”

“It's pathetic for me to expect. The chicks said they'd make Jarodin their own, so I'm curious, so follow me. I saw it.···.”

“Damn it, answer me! That monster is fake.?!”

Ignoring Tsubai, the man stepped forward. Ronan grabbed the hilt. The feeling of overbearing, like facing a natural phenomenon rather than a creature, makes the whole body It was crushing..

‘I don't want to be unlucky.···.’

Ronan shook it. It was almost a similar feeling to dealing with Brigia. Then a familiar voice came from my ears.

“Step back. It's not something we can afford..”

“Well.?”

Choaak! At that moment, a black hemisphere covered the man who was walking. Blood and shadows from all sides became swords and lodged in the hemisphere. Finally, a huge agar made of shadows picked up the hemisphere.

“···Ophelia?”

This whole process took place in less than two seconds. Ronan turned his head. Ophelia, who said she could not come, stood beside him. She pointed to the spot where the man was standing, with her eyes calling.

“Yeah..”

“Why are you here? It's been there since when.?”

“I was worried, so I followed it from the beginning. Get the essence of your blood and run away..”

The tone was completely different from usual. Ophelia's face is a bit of a bad thing. I couldn't find it. She smote her lips and muttered.

“Why is he in this place?···.”

“That's who it is.?”

“Balzac von Warsaw. He's the Shadow Grand Duke's brother..”

“Shadow Archduke?”

I've heard her say it. It was clearly the name that was mentioned when teaching Sita. Ophelia likened Sita's talent to the childhood of the Shadow Archduke.

“Yeah. Dominating the night world···”

It was the car that Ophelia was trying to say. Kwaaaang! The bottom of the star exploded and a black shadow rose into the air. There was no gap to intercept. The man who flipped the sack landed in front of the two men.

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