The Great Swordsman Of The Fairy Tail World

When the resolute voice fell, the system's prompt sound also echoed in Shiraishi's mind.

"Mission! On!""

"Ding! Open the [quest] and the sword falls 6,000 times!"

"Ding! Open the [Side Quest] · Do your best a thousand times!""

"Ding! Open [Side Quest] · Thousands of fierce battles! 39

"Ding! Mission fusion!"

"Ding! Open [Synchro Mission]・Swords 10,000 times! 35

When Shiraishi heard the system prompt, he was stunned for a moment. At first, he thought about the simultaneous improvement of his knowledge, so he asked Mr. Robin Lu to stay and assist him to complete the improvement of his knowledge, but he did not expect the system to automatically integrate it into one task.

To know that you can do this, you know that you can do it at the beginning, why bother to spend so much time to complete the tasks one by one.

But even so, the synchronization task is several times more difficult than the three tasks.

Originally, when Shiraishi practiced kendo, he only needed to achieve the standard of swordsmanship once, and if it did not meet the standard of the system, then it was considered invalid once. However, now not only does it meet the standard of swordsmanship, but at the same time, it is necessary to ensure that every strike is a full-strength strike. And the number soared to 10,000 times at the same time.

Shiraishi is not only thinking about whether he can persevere, but the arrow has no choice but to hit the string. At this point, there is no turning back.

Unless he wanted to give up the entire Nerubite clan, it was impossible.

Shiraishi restrained the breath of his whole body, motionless, and slashed the dragon, and the swords condensed around him. When Shiraishi swung, the blade of his will also danced.

The same sword pose, the same footsteps, and even the same breath.

Shiraishi's kendo is an indomitable kendo, which is destined to be a road full of setbacks and thorns.

Despite this road, there is no huge magic, and cool magic. But no matter who the enemy is, every knife he makes is wielded with will.

"Ding! Completed [Synchronous Tasks]・Swords 10,000 times! Gain 1% experience for all tasks ¨¨!

"Ding! Completed [Synchronous Mission]・Swords 10,000 times! Get 1% experience for all missions!

"Ding! Completed [Synchronous Quest] · Sword Slashing Ten Thousand Times! Get 1% experience for all quests!

Will!

The sword in Shiraishi's hand has been inserted straight into the ground, and after completing the sixth synchronization task, Shiraishi is already sweating profusely and panting like a cow.

Muscle soreness and fatigue were surging all over the body, the whole body was flushed, and sweat dripped from the forehead, and the body's ability to bear seemed to have reached the limit.

"Come again!

"Boom!""

Every time he slashed, without any hesitation, the violent power overflowed in the center of Nirvana, and the ground under Shiraishi's feet began to collapse, and cracks gradually spread to the surrounding.

The meridians of Shiraishi's body were also torn.

The human body has a limit. The so-called limit refers to the physiological limit that the human body can bear under various extreme environmental pressures. Going beyond the physical limit is called transcending the limit, which is the limitless potential that the body can show.

However, there are not many people who can break through this limit. In pursuit of great strength, many people try to surpass the things that cannot be surpassed, but eventually fall at this threshold, lose everything, fall through the trough, and never stand up.

Sweat swayed along Shiraishi's blade, and Shiraishi no longer remembered how many times he slashed, nor did he notice whether the system prompted him to complete the task.

He was already numb, he couldn't detect the pain in his body, and he couldn't feel the existence of his limbs. He just instinctively swung the blade out of his hand, retracted it, and swung it out again.

Over and over again, from beginning to end.

Robin Lu, who was watching from the sidelines, was very unbearable when he saw Shiraishi's picture, but Shiraishi had already said before that he must not interfere in his practice without his permission.

In the end, Robin Lu silently turned his head, all he could do was wait.

boom!

Shiraishi swung a blow again, again he was not numb, but felt a piercing pain, which was the performance of the limit threshold, but Shiraishi still chose to forget the pain and swung the blade.

Time passed by little by little, the outside world removed the clansmen who had fallen into the darkness of human nature, and those who were sober were also gradually falling, the darkness of human nature in Nirvana.

They are all extracted from their bodies. When Nirvana is out of control, that is, when darkness returns to the original body, this is the reason why Robin Lu did not choose to escape Nirvana.

Because no matter where he fled, the shadow that belonged to him would eventually come back.

"Run for your life!"

"Please, don't kill me..."

"Brother, have you forgotten who I am?"

For a time, the entire Nirubi tribe fell into madness. Everyone was wanton venting the darkness that had been suppressed for a long time in their hearts. Robin Lu, who was in Nirvana, panicked and wanted to go outside, but he came back to his senses. , But when he thought that it was useless to go out, he silently stopped.

"6`~ It's all my fault..."

Robin Lu, who had been forcing himself to remain calm, collapsed to the ground with tears flowing.

Death reappeared within the Nerubite clan, and the battles among the clansmen were also escalating, evolving from fists to weapons, from heavy injury to death.

When the first dead person fell, everyone stopped their weapons involuntarily and looked at the fallen person, but this time the pause was very short, and the darkness of human nature drowned their remaining reason again.

On the first day, when Shiraishi broke the limit when wielding the blade, the death of the Nerubites continued to spread, the atmosphere reached a freezing point, and the Nerubites had begun to drift away on the road of self-destruction.

The next day, death was like a domino effect, spreading to the entire (Mo Qian's) clan, fighting everywhere, casualties everywhere, and darkness everywhere.

The race that was once known as the most peaceful human race now seems like a joke, and it is obviously especially ridiculous.

Even so, Shiraishi was not disturbed by the outside world, the palm that held the blade was constantly overflowing with blood, and the hilt was firmly attached to his flesh.

Sweat dripped down his arm into the flesh and blood, causing a stinging pain that made him pause for a while, then waved it down again without interruption.

In the early morning of the third day, as Shiraishi made the final blow of his tenth sync mission, the sound of the system rang in his mind.

"Ding! [Joelacol Mihawk] template, 100% unlocked! Current level: complete! 35

"Ding! Start the assessment!"

"Ding! Start the ten-second countdown and enter the assessment.

"10,9,8,7..."