章節 391: CHAPTER 550
Octavia's sole focus was on the two individuals.
To be precise, she didn't have the luxury to spare.
Murakan hadn't been afraid of Misha for no reason. There were barely ten people in the world who could afford to be leisurely when dealing with her.
Besides, since she was fighting alongside Jin, it wasn't an easy task for Octavia, even considering she led the entire Spectre Corps into the battle.
However, on the other hand, Jin and Misha also failed to attack Octavia directly even after using erosion. That was a testament to the perfection of her magic, forming an impeccable defense.
"The dead Spectre showed an opening while avoiding your magic."
It's as she said. The dead Spectre tried to avoid the magic that Octavia had just used to deal with the shadow force dolls.
"I can understand that much without your kind explanation, Misha."
"Really? I was just saying that to get on your nerves."
"Then you succeed. If you want a messier fight, I'd be more than willing to comply."
Octavia aimed her staff at the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints.
"We have also overcome the providence of death. But can you claim the same?"
"Murakan!"
The hundreds of beams of light fired from her staff faster than Misha's voice. The light beam casually tore apart the shadow force curtain of Murakan, which was blocking the front, and aimed at the people inside.
Through the torn shadow force curtain, they could see the martial artists cutting the beams.
Especially noteworthy was the sword of the leader of the Sword Saints, Ruyan. As soon as the curtain was pierced, Ruyan stepped forward alone and showed his incredible strength by deflecting almost half of the penetrating beams on his own.
After that, the rest of the Sword saints and the Vamel Alliance took on the offence of the Spectres.
"Hak!"
It was Lata's scream. While assisting Amela, who was relatively weak in close combat, he was hit by a beam of light in his chest.
"Oh, cutie!"
"Are you crazy? Call me that in this situation!?"
"You are a cutie! Are you okay!?"
"If you're in your right mind, make a shield or something with your murky energy!"
"It's all broken!"
Fortunately, Lata's injury was not deep, but in a battle like this, even that would quickly become apparent.
Following Valkas, Proch siblings, Amela, Kashmir, Alisa, Yulian, Kuzan, and Murakan, Hairan's five sword saints, who opened the sword of overlord, are also on the defensive.
However, Octavia's magic easily pressed them.
"You still have the leisure to scream."
Just as the beams were about to fire again, Jin and Misha blocked Octavia once more. Black spear and shadow force stained Bradamante were falling from her back and front.
Once again, only afterimages remained in the place where the sword and spear were pierced. Octavia swiftly dominated the battlefield with such high mobility that it was impossible to think of her as a mage.
Every time she changed her position, flashes of light stung the eyes, and the battlefield on the ground that had been split in two became one again.
If Jin were alone, it would have been impossible to fight while protecting allies. A few would have already been mortally wounded, or perhaps even dead.
'I have to concentrate. If I show an opening, Octavia will now attack my companions behind me, not Miss Misha and me.'
Shadow Sword 1st technique Soul Slash, 2nd technique Scissors, 7th technique Shadow Assault - the swords that Jin always used as a means to create variables in critical moments were continuously being used.
Occasionally the attacks did reach Octavia, but only inflicting minor cuts or scratches.
The lightning bolts of erosion were coming to an end. When the lightning bolts stops, Octavia would be able to attack his allies more freely.
Jin had to prepare the most powerful magic sword without stopping attacking her. Misha also had the same thoughts as Jin.
Moreover, they had to think about the 'next.'
Even if the battle with Octavia was over, the war will continue. Kelliark was now being pushed back, but it was unknown how the battle situation would change the moment the Demon God's orb was unlocked.
That's why Jin chose the magic sword instead of the Plutonian reign sword.
'He is executing the magic sword as Sir Hedo mentioned.'
Octavia accurately predicted Jin's magic sword secret technique. She also heard about the power of the flame of hell from Hedo, so she finished thinking about how to deal with it.
Karreuk-!
Red flames suddenly spread in the light scattered everywhere. It was Octavia's eyes that were spreading the flames.
Gaze of Crimson Flame – Octavia Zipfel
It was Octavia's decisive killing move that transformed from Gaze of Azure flame. It was an improved version so as not to lose power even in 'real blue flame'.
'The problem is not Jin Runcandel's magic sword, but Misha's black spear.'
That was something even Octavia couldn't predict.
After fighting Misha on Veradin's island two years ago, Octavia searched through all of Zipfel's records to find information about Misha.
There weren't many records left. The predecessors of the Spectre Corps who fought against her were either dead or insane, unable to leave proper records.
'But the way Misha killed the predecessors of the Spectre Corps was mostly not in direct confrontation but in the form of prolonged and grotesque assassination.'
This was the reason why the predecessors of Spectre Corps could not leave a proper record. Over decades, she had killed them physically and mentally like a ghost.
'There must be something. The martial art that has already been proven so far is transcendental.'
Whatever it was.
Octavia was confident in facing it head-on. The position of the second mage of Zipfel was never obtained in vain.
Octavia wanted a clash of pure strength and power rather than catching something like a shadow force doll.
Gaze of crimson flame were melting the ground. The feet of the martial artists were deeply embedded in the molten ground, and the smell of burning skin emanated.
One by one, injured people began to appear one after another on Jin's side. Lata took a heavy breath and fell backwards, and the magic spell aimed at him was barely avoided by Kashmir, Amela and Faye. However, they also had a handful of fresh blood on their lips.
Yulian's thunder-bow 'Harmilla' fired a stronger lightning bolt than before, but it was close to a last-ditch effort. Kuzan, who protected him, continued to drink extreme poison to try to recover his vitality, but even that wasn't going to last much longer.
Valkas, the fully armed Alisa, and Murakan along with Sword saints were holding out, but at this rate, casualties were just a matter of time.
Octavia's attack was added, and the sword of the overlord's defense formation was also slightly disturbed.
However, amid the tilting situation, the Sword saints and Jin's companions didn't think of themselves as soon-to-be dead.
It wasn't because they thought they were superior to the Spectre Corps, and that Jin and Misha were stronger than Octavia.
It was the power of existence.
The mysterious, inexplicable power that the old Runcandels had felt from Temar, and that Talaris had identified from Jin, was dispelling the fears of his companions.
Octavia also looked straight at the power that emanated from Jin. She concentrated even more to erase the dirty intuition.
'It's still more of an illusion, just like Misha's shadow force doll. Before it becomes real....'
I have to break it.
At that moment, Jin's magic sword secret technique was executed.
Just as Octavia expected.
"Do you think you can do anything against me with the remnants of the ancient Runcandel!"
Crackle-!
Crimson flames were rising as if a mountain had risen out of nowhere.
And the mana of wind was mixed in it. Octavia was the new contractor of the wind god, Melzaire, and Jin was able to realize that fact only recently.
The wild and ferocious wind, incomparable to the magic of Andrei Zipfel, who was called the Wind King, was blowing the Crimson flames.
The storm of crimson flames engulfed the flames of magic swords that had just begun to bloom.
The blue flame, which should be spread by riding the runes left behind by Sarah Runcandel, was engulfed in Crimson flames.
The runes were scattered in the wind and couldn't easily find their place, and Jin's body, which had become the fire itself, shook precariously as if it would be extinguished at any moment.
The scattered light spell of Octavia was replaced with mana of fire and further strengthened her magic.
Octavia judged that she overpowered Jin's flames of hell. All the essence of the mage named Octavia was filling the battlefield on the ground.
'Now, all that remains is Misha's decisive move.'
It seemed that anything flying in from anywhere wouldn't be a problem. The wind and the power of crimson flames had already made the whole area her domain.
But in the next moment.
Octavia looked at Jin's blue eyes...… she couldn't help but have her doubts about why he was so calm and firm.
It wasn't the eyes of a person who was swept away by a blow.
[Well... it's been a while since I've seen this. I had forgotten about it.]
Contrary to Octavia's thoughts, Misha did not prepare her own decisive killing move.
What she prepared was a reenactment of the battle from a thousand years ago when she fought alongside Sarah Runcandel.
Just before executing the flame of hell, Jin was able to receive these words from Misha.
'Don't be afraid even if the flame of hell goes out in Octavia's magic. I will be your strength.'
Misha, who had transformed into her true form before anyone knew it, was spreading her wings behind Jin's back. Just as she protected Sarah's back on a fierce battlefield a thousand years ago.
The reason why so many mages in the world always choose Solderet as the supreme god was no different.
It was because of the superiority of the power called 'shadow force'. Mages have always longed for Solderet to open new horizons in their magic through the power of shadow force.
And, although most mages do not know, shadow force was originally a power that suits a sword more than magic. And more suitable for magic sword rather than a sword, and Misha was a black dragon that specializes in the power of shadow force itself rather than individual power.
Misha had always supported Runcandel in this way.
[Did you say the remnant of the ancient Runcandel?]
Misha's wings were stained with blue flames.
In addition, the blue flames that wrapped around her skin regained their form and Sarah's runes, which were lost in the crimson flame storm, became strong with shadow force and found its place.
The crimson flames and the winds of Melzaire were pushed back. The more that happened, the stronger mana Octavia released, and she was clearly ahead in terms of power.
However, there was no choice but to have a limit when it comes to dealing with the 'case' of force.
[That's wrong. This child's magic sword is the current Runcandel itself. Cheeky Zipfel mortal.]
Runcandel Magic Sword Secret technique
Flames of Hell - Jin Runcandel, Shadowless Spear Black shadow
As Jin swung Bradamante, black and blue flames hit Octavia like a tidal wave.
章節 392: CHAPTER 551
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The sky seemed to collapse at any moment from the clash of the two giants' power, resonating with an immense roar.
Truly absurd explosions and shocks were making the territory of Hairan no longer inhabitable.
Beasts and small creatures howled as they fled from the aftermath of the flames and shattered sword energies that spread far, almost to the horizon. Buildings melted away, forests turned to ash, and water veins boiled and evaporated.
Who can believe that this was a fight between one knight and the world's best mage.
In the meantime, the sword emperor castle is still there.
The tall and sturdy castle walls hadn't completely lost their function, and even upon seeing the broken gates, the enemies dared not venture inside.
Even the castle was almost the same as when Ron first regained consciousness and climbed onto the walls.
He has to save the place.
The place where his grandson was struggling with the white stone alone can never be destroyed. The first thing the child sees after overcoming the stone shouldn't be the broken sword emperor castle.
Ron was defending his castle with such will.
His lips were stained with dry blood, his hair scattered like that of a vagrant.
His thin upper body was full of new wounds along with numerous scars that he get over his life, and his breathing was rough.
Even so, the two eyes staring at the enemy gleamed without trembling, and his beloved sword, Rashid, constantly emitted brilliance, causing vibrations throughout the sky.
The guardian deity of Hairan.
That was the sword emperor.
"Hey, Kelliark Zipfel. You are losing, but...… It seems you have a way since you're not negotiating or fleeing. Wouldn't it be better to reveal it soon?"
Even though it was a low voice, everyone on the battlefield could hear it.
The walls of the sword emperor castle were lower, but the voices of the mages and dragons of Zipfel seemed to be coming from higher up in the sky.
As Ron took a step forward and swung his sword horizontally, a formless sword wind spread and scattered Kelliark's great magic.
In the meantime, the Sword emperor's secret technique, Heavenly flash, was executed. A deep blue sword slashed through the center of the fleet, and Kelliark swung his Hroti to offset most of it.
But it was a heavy blow. He coughed up blood, and the hand holding the staff trembled.
Still like the first time, no. Even though he uses a greater mana than that.
Ron showed no sign of crumbling under Kelliark's and fleet's attacks. As time went by, the fleet and dragons were falling one by one on Zipfel's side.
'It's not an unexpected result...… It feels quite bitter.'
Such a big gap…..?
Kelliark thought, swallowing the bitter lump that rose up in his throat. Ron's level was not a domain he had directly touched, so the outcome could only be bitter.
Just as Ron fought while protecting the sword emperor castle, Kelliark was also not showing his full ability in fighting as he was protecting the Demon God's orb from getting shocks.
But even taking that into account, Kelliark had no choice but to admit his complete defeat.
The Demon God's orb has not yet been fully unlocked.
It was because of a lack of mana. Kelliark had no energy to spare while dealing with Ron, who had become stronger, and Octavia and the Spectres infiltrated the Sword Emperor Castle to secure the white stone, so the only remaining mages and dragons were being used to open the Demon God's orb.
From beginning to end, everything was beyond his calculations.
Fortunately, the opening of the Demon God's orb was now nearing its end.
And Ron was sensing that fact.
'The fleet's attack is not as strong as expected. The Demon God's orb, perhaps he couldn't focus on the battle in order to use the item that Jin said.'
Although he said it as if he was relaxed, Ron was actually concerned about the power of the Demon God's orb.
Kelliark and Zipfel didn't notice, but Ron was getting tired too.
The long struggle with the disease and the fight that continued inside had undoubtedly taken a toll on his body. The transcendental martial arts and difference in class were the only thing that hid this fact from the enemies.
Ron himself was keenly aware of it.
'If I had just one more month, or even just 15 more days...….'
He could have fought in his prime condition.
In his current state, If Kelliark pulls out his trump card, will he be able to handle it?
If not, how much longer could he endure?
Ron was unable to answer that frustrating question. Just as Kelliark had never reached Ron's level, the Demon God's orb was completely unknown to him.
Ron only thought of his grandson.
'After fighting with a body like this, I now keenly understand how much pain you must have endured all this time….. Grandson, this grandfather finally understands the path you've walked.'
He has to fight just as the grandson did. All he had to do was silently continue the fight.
Rumble...!
Kozec's main cannon was dyed golden. The cannon was fired following the trajectory left by Heavenly flash .
Ron slashed with Rashid and cut through the center of the cannon fire. The fragments of the cannon fire and the blade did not hit the ground and disintegrated in the air.
They don't know how many times such enormous and powerful forces have already collided.
Zipfels used less than half of its normal firepower while opening the Demon God's orb, but the attacks of other mages and dragons except for Kelliark were barely visible.
Only Ron's sword and Kelliark's magic were covering the sky and the ground.
Suddenly, a new power emerged in the center of the battlefield.
As if a great vortex was unfolding in the middle of the sea, another power cut through the space between the giants.
'Is this power that started from the ground?'
'This, no way.'
Kelliark and Ron also had no choice but to be distracted by the power for an instant.
Even while Octavia and the Spectres were constantly using great magic, their power never reached the sky.
In addition, the power visible to the giants was not of light or natural elemental magic but consisted of a unique blue flame and black energy.
The flames of Jin and Misha.
It was the magic sword that surprised the giants.
"Haha."
Ron unconsciously let out a dry laugh. Even he, who had reached the verge of genesis knight, did not expect that such a formidable power would rise from the ground.
On the other hand, Kelliark couldn't find amusement in the situation.
He didn't have the slightest amount of time while dealing with Ron, but Jin and Misha's flames that reached the sky were spreading its energy even to Zipfel's fleet.
Sarah's runes, which were rewritten with shadow force, began to leave black light like tumors throughout the fleet's formation.
"Avoid it!"
Kelliark gave orders to avoid rather than block it. Even before the order was given, those who felt an ominous intuition immediately maneuvered to evade. However, those with no energy left to spare for Ron's attack couldn't properly discern those small runes.
Kelliark hastily deployed shields towards them, but the fire of the black and blue flames were already gushing like mad.
It was a type of fire that everyone had never seen before.
Nor did anyone know that the name of the flames was a condemnation to punish Zipfel's work. All they could know was this. This fire, which would by no means be easily extinguished or disappear, originated directly from the Runcandel 12th flagbearer on the ground.
It was a long time ago that the shadow force and the real blue flames became the symbol of Jin.
Each of the mages in the fleet was the best of Zipfel. Instead of panicking, they seemed to be struggling to push the flames out somehow, so the progress of the fire wasn't very fast.
'Most of the power should have been directed at Octavia and the Spectres, but is this the aftermath alone causing this extent?'
It's true that Kelliark held Jin in high esteem, but Jin could never release this power on his own.
'Murakan, or Misha, one of them must have fully released their energy to assist Jin. Jin Runcandel must have used most of his strength.'
It was as if the battle on the ground had already ended.
If Octavia and the Spectres block it, the result would be Zipfel's victory, and if not, the sword emperor's side would win.
Kelliark wasn't sure which one would win. The peculiarity of the power called shadow force could not be accurately measured even by a mage like him.
Besides, Kelliark had other issues to deal with first.
[This... Sarah... Runcandel's...…!]
Wind Dragon Salion.
He was a dragon who proved that the power of the story was weakening by unconsciously mentioning the 'ten great knights' when the second battle started.
Now, he was feeling the nightmares of that time vividly. He vividly remembered how many of his kin and mages were killed by this dreadful flame of hell.
The monstrous appearance of the Flame Empress, Sarah Runcandel.
As Salion became agitated, the other dragons also began to show signs of seizures.
The aftermath of the battle, the instinctive fear of the Demon God's orb suppressed by the necklace, and the voice of Salion—all these factors were awakening forgotten stories in them.
[Run, we must run! Aagh!]
Kelliak hit Hroti in Salion's back. It was better to stun him, lest he accelerate the undermining of the power of the story.
The lack of power will be further reduced, but it was nothing compared to the aftermath when the power of the story was further damaged.
'Anyway, if I hold on a little longer, the Demon God's orb will be unlocked.'
Within the next 30 minutes.
Kelliark raised his mana once more. The front was full of Ron's sword.
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Piiing-!
Octavia was hearing a sharp ringing in her ears. It felt like someone was tearing and messing with her mind.
'What in the world happened...'
She couldn't feel her limbs.
It wasn't paralysis. It was just that her body wouldn't respond due to the extreme shock of the flame of hell, and for a moment Octavia recalled the instant when the black-blue flames covered her.
'Did I manage to block it? What happened to those bastards? Damn it, I can't remember.'
She couldn't remember very well.
Soon, when she barely moved her hand and reflexively touched her face, Octavia realized that her own left eye had disappeared.
That was an area she could not recover with light magic.
'Did I... lose?'
Without a chance to be shocked, someone flew in beside her and fall down. He was one of the Gray Robes and a Spectre, and he had already passed away.
Only then did Octavia realize that they were fighting to protect her from the enemies.
She also knew that she would have died on the spot without them, and never even opened her one remaining eye.
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