The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 42.2

Chapter 42.2: The Train Heading Towards Spring (4)

“The world where the Demon King died by Abel and the monsters that poured into the Great Wall disappeared. The era when the swords of humanity, who had lost their enemies, turned against themselves. Why did I leave everything and go to the tombstone?”

With a bottle of alcohol, too.

Cain brushed back his messy hair. Perhaps because it was heavy, the train got faster and faster, and there was no more time for this.

Wooooooooooo━.

Despair and joy.

A cry erupting somewhere between them resonated along the blade of Agweska.

“I had no future then.”

[‘Winter’ is rising.]

Crackling━.

An overwhelming chill, enough to freeze the entire blue sky, rose around Cain.

At the same time, white lightning bolts began to strike from his entire body.

“But now I have a little bit of a future.”

Arna, who lived her life.

Abel, who became a real brother.

Vanderbilt who didn’t die in vain.

Cloyd who found the meaning of loyalty.

Oleciren who dreams of her own kingdom.

Isoel, Asher, Mother Chloe, the witches…….

Only Cain himself had changed in his life to live again. Then the whole world changed.

Cain looked at the approaching iron bridge and the bombs that were beginning to catch fire one by one, and said.

“It’s not a futile sacrifice. It’s the future I made with my own hands again━.”

Thump━.

Cain’s left foot slammed forward. Then the ceiling of the locomotive made of steel crumpled.

It was the weight of [his] will.

Cain bent his knees, lowered his waist, and took a breath.

‘Winter’s’ Passive, white lightning, pushes Cain beyond his limits every day.

He was stronger than when he fought Arthuan, but it was still a life-or-death technique.

“It is a sword for my future.”

[The future is being consumed.]

The chill gathered around Cain.

The worst winter before the arrival of spring, when all life sprouts, engulfed Cain.

Woooooooo━.

As the endlessly blue sky gradually peeled off, its black inside was revealed.

What is the temperature of the universe?

The answer flowed down.

The extreme chill blowing from the black universe, the extreme force that froze the distant horizon at once, bowed its head to the owner of ‘Winter’.

Winter of Night

A pure white mask covering only the eyes appeared on Cain’s face, and a pure white cloak was woven.

It was the appearance of the Masked Snowfield King, Cain.

He stretched Agweska forward as it was.

Crash━!

Pure White Thunderbolt, which erupts like crazy as if to devour the blackness of the blade, spread out in all directions.

Cain continued to concentrate.

‘I can’t stop the train.’

It was still impossible to stop something so huge and fast.

Even if he stopped it, it would slide far.

It’s meaningless.

But Cain looked at the iron bridge and smiled. He came up with a much easier solution than he thought.

The overwhelming power that destroys everything, Kyrie.

But what he needed now was not the power to cut, but the merciful power to connect everything!

Cain took a deep breath.

And he grabbed Agweska with both hands.

Clang━!

The explosion went off at that moment.

Red flames erupted from behind, and the iron bridge began to break and bend from the outside and fall to the bottom.

The sound of the bridge pieces hitting the canyon, clang━, was virtually a death knell.

“Eek━!”

“Over there!”

“The bridge is collapsing…….”

People peeked out the windows of the train. They were horrified to see the iron bridge they had been expecting collapse.

Besides, the train won’t stop.

Bang! Crash━!

The following explosion.

The train that kept running.

The cries of chaos echoed behind Cain’s back.

Like the hearts of those who passed the magic sword ‘Winter’ from hand to hand, from life to life.

━There may be glory high in the sky.

Hearing, smell, sight.

Cain closed his senses one by one. He focused only on the extreme chill and lightning bolts that ‘Winter’ emitted, and faced his current limits.

‘More!’

[The future is being consumed rapidly.]

His whole body creaked.

Even though he was much stronger than when he first returned, his small body was still not enough to contain all of Cain’s power.

His muscles were about to be torn apart, and his bones were about to break, unable to bear it.

Because the power he wields exists so far away━.

In the image of the darkness where all his senses had disappeared, Cain saw the back of a man.

He was an old man with gray hair tied in a single braid, a bushy beard and cheeks, and a large build.

He looked back.

It’s an imaginary figure, but it’s still overwhelming. And to Cain, it’s an object of longing.

━Since I cannot reach the ground, I will make peace with my sword.

Dark Sky Bright Light.

Original Style.

Gloria.

Cain opened his eyes.

He slowly stretched out the Sword of Despair Agweska, which shone brilliantly with pure white light.

Crackling━!

Like a glacier, huge ice froze everything in his sight, starting from the railroad tracks.

“Huh!?”

A surprised exclamation poured out from the passenger car.

It was natural.

Crash━.

Even though the iron bridge exploded and collapsed, their train ran over it.

Not ‘on’ a black iron bridge.

“Mom! It’s an ice bridge!”

The pure white bridge that Cain made.

Crackling━.

Running through the empty space, Cain’s Gloria created a path for the train to run on.

[You have completely distorted the turning point of fate.]

[World Line Fixation : ▲ 11%]

Cain made his own future, saved hundreds of people, and built an ice bridge to Oleciren’s kingdom.

Drip━.

Scarlet blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and mouth. The blood turned into red crystals in the extreme chill of ‘Winter of Night’ and fell to the floor.

“I won’t…… lose it twice.”

He didn’t let go of the sword despite the excruciating pain.

When his vision blurred as if the blue sky was pouring down like waves.

Pat━.

There was a rough, adult hand holding Cain’s small hand that was holding Agweska.

【Spring, who wants to see ‘me’ who lived through winter, is very small.】

[‘Winter’ wishes you happiness.]

Cain barely turned his head like a wooden doll, and there was a translucent [image of his] past self.

【But it’s very warm.】

[‘Spring’ enforces the correct destiny.]

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