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Excluding Ron, Jin is the martial artist with the longest range attack in the current sword emperor castle camp.
The light speed thrust that was engulfed in thunderbolts did not lose its power even in flames of 2nd version. The fiercely advancing sword move was slaughtering the runes and lines hidden deep within the flames of 2nd version.
If it would have before the Jin had risen to the ranks of the 'superhuman' recognized by everyone, he would have been asked for a lot of doubts and verification before doing this, so he might have missed the opportunity.
But not anymore.
He didn't have to explain how he knew the weakness of 2nd version and why he had to follow that unfounded statement.
Ron just had to act according to his will. Because Jin has never disappointed those who believed in him.
The Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints, who were cutting the runes and lines, were checking that the flames of 2nd version were getting smaller and fading each time.
It was a disaster that came from perfect harmony.
Ron's invisible sword technique that can protect and float all allies, Jin's magical ability and cancel the casting, and martial artists floating in air.
Without any one of them, this excavation would not have been successful. Even if they were aware of the cancel the casting, there were not many people in the world who could cast mana and wield a sword properly in this terrible flame.
‘For Sir Jin…… It has the power to call victory. An inexplicable, such power.'
'How can you not serve my lord!'
The scene of Jin and Vamel alliance, and sword saints blocking 2nd version while floating in the intangible sword style gave off a mythical atmosphere in itself.
It was also full of sublime feelings.
People's desperate and pure struggle to not give in, to not be broken, to protect precious things has always been like that.
That's why those who oppose Zipfel, even in the vicious flames of 2nd Version, in battles where they face life and death every second, even while swinging their swords and screaming.
They could feel themselves filling up inside.
“Kugh……!”
Kelliark swallowed the heat in his throat and widened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and the drops of blood flowing down his nose stained his beard red.
"Patriarch!"
Octavia shouted.
Neither Chiron nor Ron. It was difficult to accept the fact that Jin Runcandel had made the blood of the patriarch seep for the first time in decades.
Kelliark raised his hand as if he is okay. Unlike the mana backflow reaction, his hand holding the hroti did not tremble at all.
“It seems that Hister informed about weakness of 2nd version. Hister, they're terribly persistent…..”
Kelliark was calmly recovering 2nd version mana despite the mana backflow reaction. He had already gone beyond the mage’s limit of 'mana backflow' a long time ago.
There may be physical damage, but not being able to use mana because of the backflow is no longer a thing for Kelliark Zipfel. It was not the power of the Demon’s God’s orb, but an achievement achieved by the human Kelliark Zipfel.
“Octavia, I will open the path again. Take care of nuisances so I can focus on Ron Hairan.”
"All right."
Kelliark’s eyes were stained with blue. The Gaze of Azure Flame, Zipfel’s vision magic used by Myuron Zipfel in the past.
Naturally, its power couldn't even compare to Myuron's magic. At the same time, another flame formed in his left hand, and Hroti began to emit blue lightning.
Kelliark also went beyond the realm of ‘initial simultaneous chanting’ that uses three or more types of magic. He was using four great magics at the same time, up to the 2nd version whose recovery had not yet been completed.
The Gaze of Azure Flame
Mad thunder (狂雷)
Decimating flame orb - Kelliark Zipfel
Decimating effusive flame orb, demon empress 2nd version
Among them, 2nd version was quickly recovered and replaced with Zipfel’s ice barrier vision magic, 'Frost Hell'. Each of those four magic spells had power comparable to 2nd version.
The total amount of mana reached three times that of 2nd version, so it also meant that the weight of mana that Ron had to endure increased by that much.
Thunderbolts fell like crazy from the sky, and the disappearing 2nd version was replaced by the Decimating flame orb improved by Kelliark Zipfel, and a cold explosion was heard in the frozen air, and blue flames bloomed wherever his gaze landed.
And the progress of the invisible sword that had landed on the battlefield slowed down. Ron's swordsmanship was blocked by Kelliark’s magic and was losing its power.
The flight of the martial artists riding the invisible sword became breathtaking. Their center of gravity, which had been solid as if they had stepped on the ground, was shaken, and fire, cold, and thunderbolts attacked them from all sides.
Kelliark Zipfel’s powers were completely outside the realm of magic they knew.
Rather than magic, it is closer to an irresistible disaster. The party gritted their teeth and had to find a safe invisible sword with the feeling of stepping on a bomb.
In the air entwined with wild magic, a drop of cool sweat drenched their back with each step they took.
When they stepped on the frozen invisible sword, their ankle felt as if it would be cut off, and when they looked for a place to step again, two flames pressed their whole body.
The raging madmen tore through their shields so easily, it felt like their wrists would burst if struck with a sword.
Until Ron reached the realm, Kelliark Zipfel was clearly the world's most powerful person. The reason the party could even ‘feel’ fighting him was because Ron existed.
Jin did not know about the release casting of the new magic.
Even if he knew, he couldn't release it in this state. In terms of purely magical achievements, Kelliark was clearly far beyond what Jin had achieved.
That fact did not dampen the fighting spirit of Jin and the others. It just made things more complicated in their head. Their heart ached as to how they could hit that pinnacle of magic again.
“Yeah, if you get knocked down just because you got hit by Jin, you can’t say you’re a clan member of Zipfel. Isn't that right, Kelliark?”
Ron stands in a completely different realm from those struggling in the sky.
That's why he wasn't troubled in his heart like they were. For him, it was a matter of going head-to-head with strength.
Ron was watching Octavia's ship heading towards castle.
Just as Kelliark entrusted Octavia to deal with the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints, Ron had to entrust Octavia to them.
The fight to focus on the opponent that suits each of them has begun.
Kelliark, Fleet, Dragon and Ron.
Octavia, the spectre squad and Vamel Alliance, Sword saints.
The battlefield was dividing at such a rapid pace. As Octavia got closer, Ron gradually reduced the invisible sword wind that protected allies, and Kelliark also reduced the mana that helped Octavia penetrate as the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints got farther away.
It took less than three minutes for Kelliark and Ron to give their full energies to each other.
At that time, Jin's party and Octavia's ship were on the ground, avoiding the clash between the two giants in the sky, and settled on the plain in front of sword emperor castle.
Those who did not reach the level could not even breathe properly in the overwhelming storm of the battlefield.
Crash, boom-!
Octavia's ship landed on the ground as if it were going down. Because it was swept away by swords and magic, it was already half-destroyed and unable to function properly.
Even that was the result of Octavia and the spectre desperately spreading a protective shield. They flew much longer than Jin and the others, which meant that they had to endure the strength of the two superhumans much longer.
“Jin Runcandel….”
Dark and low voice, Octavia's eyes staring at Jin had a terrible murderous intent.
Even beyond the hoods of the wraiths, bloodlust was vibrating all over. They all have memories of losing members because of Jin.
“Octavia Zipfel.”
"I didn't know that sending you alive from the island of Veradin would come back as such an annoying problem."
Octavia was recalling the conversation she had with Murakan that day.
-Do you think Runcandel can defeat us and ascend to the throne of the world? You must have forgotten the lesson of your old contractor a thousand years ago.
-[Puheh...… ha ha! Who said that it is the Runcandel clan that becomes the king of the earth? I am referring to my contractor now. You guys are babbling your mouth without even knowing that today was the last chance to change the future.]
Even then.
For some reason, Octavia couldn't laugh at the absurd story that Jin Runcandel, not Runcandel, would become the king of earth.
So the terribly unpleasant memory came to her mind, and that nasty intuition was still forming wrinkles in Octavia's brow.
She had never felt more sinister in her life.
'Why?'
And how the hell?
It was in early 1798 that she failed to kill Jin at Veradin's villa. It is now April 1800, so only two years have passed since then.
However, during those two years, Jin had become incomprehensibly strong, becoming a veritable tycoon and now facing them in the war. In just 2 years....
“First of all, I would like to express my respect. Jin Runcandel, you are an insanely desirable and terrifyingly amazing human being. My life is unspeakably long...… but you even survived after meeting me and Sir Hedo.”
Jin didn't answer.
Objectively, the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints are clearly inferior to Octavia and the spectres.
The 30 spectre, led directly by Zipfel’s second-in-command, was at a level that could only be dealt with when Runcandel's 1st division, including the Black Knight.
If the Sword saints hadn't unleashed the seal called the overlord’s sword, the odds of winning wouldn't have existed in the first place.
‘Even if I unleash the Plutonian’s Reign Sword, the odds of winning are not very high. But if I get pushed... my clan won't be able to keep watching.'
As Jin thought, Rosa read the flow of the battle and inferred the situation Jin was facing.
'The youngest's power can't handle Octavia and the spectres. Will the master of the hidden palace participate in the war? If she doesn't step up, I will have to send the black knights.'
Even if there is a problem in future negotiations with Zipfel, even if we go into an all-out war, we must not lose our temper now. Rosa thought so.
However, rather than relying on the clan, Jin drew a picture of stopping Octavia by bringing out the variable that he had, the Plutonian reigning sword, to the limit.
The odds of winning are low, but there is no such thing as non-existence. Because he had countless victories with such a low probability so far.
‘If my mother intervenes, Dante’s chances of survival are gone. The clan is only here to destroy or obtain the White Stone, his life doesn't count at all.'
Above all, that was important.
Dante, his friend, may have already been put in a state of ‘no return’. Jin had no intention of letting go of his ties to him. No matter what happens, it won't change.
Octavia was seeing right through Jin's thoughts.
“You want to save your friend. But if your clan steps forward, he will surely die. If you had just handed it over to us, you could have saved your friend. With the 80% chance that patriarch said.”
“Do you think Runcandel will come out to save me alone, Octavia Zipfel?”
"Certainly. Now you are in that position in Runcandel.”
“Thanks for the compliment, but that won’t happen.”
“You must be saying that because you still has hidden power. I look forward to it, show me everything.”
“And rather, it would be better for you to pray so that my clan doesn't come forward, if you want to live.”
Octavia smiled. She wasn't afraid of Rosa stepping out on her own.
"Come to think of it, I can't see your guardian dragon. I have something to pay him back...…”
Suddenly Octavia stopped talking.
It was because two black stars suddenly rose above the sky where Kelliark’s magic and Ron's sword clashed madly. It is just like the two years ago.
[Kid!]
Murakan.
[Jin.]
and Misha.
Two guardian dragons for Solderet’s contractor were descending toward Jin. At the same time, Octavia had to feel a terrible discomfort pressing down on her brain once more.
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Excluding Ron, Jin is the martial artist with the longest range attack in the current sword emperor castle camp.
The light speed thrust that was engulfed in thunderbolts did not lose its power even in flames of 2nd version. The fiercely advancing sword move was slaughtering the runes and lines hidden deep within the flames of 2nd version.
If it would have before the Jin had risen to the ranks of the 'superhuman' recognized by everyone, he would have been asked for a lot of doubts and verification before doing this, so he might have missed the opportunity.
But not anymore.
He didn't have to explain how he knew the weakness of 2nd version and why he had to follow that unfounded statement.
Ron just had to act according to his will. Because Jin has never disappointed those who believed in him.
The Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints, who were cutting the runes and lines, were checking that the flames of 2nd version were getting smaller and fading each time.
It was a disaster that came from perfect harmony.
Ron's invisible sword technique that can protect and float all allies, Jin's magical ability and cancel the casting, and martial artists floating in air.
Without any one of them, this excavation would not have been successful. Even if they were aware of the cancel the casting, there were not many people in the world who could cast mana and wield a sword properly in this terrible flame.
‘For Sir Jin…… It has the power to call victory. An inexplicable, such power.'
'How can you not serve my lord!'
The scene of Jin and Vamel alliance, and sword saints blocking 2nd version while floating in the intangible sword style gave off a mythical atmosphere in itself.
It was also full of sublime feelings.
People's desperate and pure struggle to not give in, to not be broken, to protect precious things has always been like that.
That's why those who oppose Zipfel, even in the vicious flames of 2nd Version, in battles where they face life and death every second, even while swinging their swords and screaming.
They could feel themselves filling up inside.
“Kugh……!”
Kelliark swallowed the heat in his throat and widened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and the drops of blood flowing down his nose stained his beard red.
"Patriarch!"
Octavia shouted.
Neither Chiron nor Ron. It was difficult to accept the fact that Jin Runcandel had made the blood of the patriarch seep for the first time in decades.
Kelliark raised his hand as if he is okay. Unlike the mana backflow reaction, his hand holding the hroti did not tremble at all.
“It seems that Hister informed about weakness of 2nd version. Hister, they're terribly persistent…..”
Kelliark was calmly recovering 2nd version mana despite the mana backflow reaction. He had already gone beyond the mage’s limit of 'mana backflow' a long time ago.
There may be physical damage, but not being able to use mana because of the backflow is no longer a thing for Kelliark Zipfel. It was not the power of the Demon’s God’s orb, but an achievement achieved by the human Kelliark Zipfel.
“Octavia, I will open the path again. Take care of nuisances so I can focus on Ron Hairan.”
"All right."
Kelliark’s eyes were stained with blue. The Gaze of Azure Flame, Zipfel’s vision magic used by Myuron Zipfel in the past.
Naturally, its power couldn't even compare to Myuron's magic. At the same time, another flame formed in his left hand, and Hroti began to emit blue lightning.
Kelliark also went beyond the realm of ‘initial simultaneous chanting’ that uses three or more types of magic. He was using four great magics at the same time, up to the 2nd version whose recovery had not yet been completed.
The Gaze of Azure Flame
Mad thunder (狂雷)
Decimating flame orb - Kelliark Zipfel
Decimating effusive flame orb, demon empress 2nd version
Among them, 2nd version was quickly recovered and replaced with Zipfel’s ice barrier vision magic, 'Frost Hell'. Each of those four magic spells had power comparable to 2nd version.
The total amount of mana reached three times that of 2nd version, so it also meant that the weight of mana that Ron had to endure increased by that much.
Thunderbolts fell like crazy from the sky, and the disappearing 2nd version was replaced by the Decimating flame orb improved by Kelliark Zipfel, and a cold explosion was heard in the frozen air, and blue flames bloomed wherever his gaze landed.
And the progress of the invisible sword that had landed on the battlefield slowed down. Ron's swordsmanship was blocked by Kelliark’s magic and was losing its power.
The flight of the martial artists riding the invisible sword became breathtaking. Their center of gravity, which had been solid as if they had stepped on the ground, was shaken, and fire, cold, and thunderbolts attacked them from all sides.
Kelliark Zipfel’s powers were completely outside the realm of magic they knew.
Rather than magic, it is closer to an irresistible disaster. The party gritted their teeth and had to find a safe invisible sword with the feeling of stepping on a bomb.
In the air entwined with wild magic, a drop of cool sweat drenched their back with each step they took.
When they stepped on the frozen invisible sword, their ankle felt as if it would be cut off, and when they looked for a place to step again, two flames pressed their whole body.
The raging madmen tore through their shields so easily, it felt like their wrists would burst if struck with a sword.
Until Ron reached the realm, Kelliark Zipfel was clearly the world's most powerful person. The reason the party could even ‘feel’ fighting him was because Ron existed.
Jin did not know about the release casting of the new magic.
Even if he knew, he couldn't release it in this state. In terms of purely magical achievements, Kelliark was clearly far beyond what Jin had achieved.
That fact did not dampen the fighting spirit of Jin and the others. It just made things more complicated in their head. Their heart ached as to how they could hit that pinnacle of magic again.
“Yeah, if you get knocked down just because you got hit by Jin, you can’t say you’re a clan member of Zipfel. Isn't that right, Kelliark?”
Ron stands in a completely different realm from those struggling in the sky.
That's why he wasn't troubled in his heart like they were. For him, it was a matter of going head-to-head with strength.
Ron was watching Octavia's ship heading towards castle.
Just as Kelliark entrusted Octavia to deal with the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints, Ron had to entrust Octavia to them.
The fight to focus on the opponent that suits each of them has begun.
Kelliark, Fleet, Dragon and Ron.
Octavia, the spectre squad and Vamel Alliance, Sword saints.
The battlefield was dividing at such a rapid pace. As Octavia got closer, Ron gradually reduced the invisible sword wind that protected allies, and Kelliark also reduced the mana that helped Octavia penetrate as the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints got farther away.
It took less than three minutes for Kelliark and Ron to give their full energies to each other.
At that time, Jin's party and Octavia's ship were on the ground, avoiding the clash between the two giants in the sky, and settled on the plain in front of sword emperor castle.
Those who did not reach the level could not even breathe properly in the overwhelming storm of the battlefield.
Crash, boom-!
Octavia's ship landed on the ground as if it were going down. Because it was swept away by swords and magic, it was already half-destroyed and unable to function properly.
Even that was the result of Octavia and the spectre desperately spreading a protective shield. They flew much longer than Jin and the others, which meant that they had to endure the strength of the two superhumans much longer.
“Jin Runcandel….”
Dark and low voice, Octavia's eyes staring at Jin had a terrible murderous intent.
Even beyond the hoods of the wraiths, bloodlust was vibrating all over. They all have memories of losing members because of Jin.
“Octavia Zipfel.”
"I didn't know that sending you alive from the island of Veradin would come back as such an annoying problem."
Octavia was recalling the conversation she had with Murakan that day.
-Do you think Runcandel can defeat us and ascend to the throne of the world? You must have forgotten the lesson of your old contractor a thousand years ago.
-[Puheh...… ha ha! Who said that it is the Runcandel clan that becomes the king of the earth? I am referring to my contractor now. You guys are babbling your mouth without even knowing that today was the last chance to change the future.]
Even then.
For some reason, Octavia couldn't laugh at the absurd story that Jin Runcandel, not Runcandel, would become the king of earth.
So the terribly unpleasant memory came to her mind, and that nasty intuition was still forming wrinkles in Octavia's brow.
She had never felt more sinister in her life.
'Why?'
And how the hell?
It was in early 1798 that she failed to kill Jin at Veradin's villa. It is now April 1800, so only two years have passed since then.
However, during those two years, Jin had become incomprehensibly strong, becoming a veritable tycoon and now facing them in the war. In just 2 years....
“First of all, I would like to express my respect. Jin Runcandel, you are an insanely desirable and terrifyingly amazing human being. My life is unspeakably long...… but you even survived after meeting me and Sir Hedo.”
Jin didn't answer.
Objectively, the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints are clearly inferior to Octavia and the spectres.
The 30 spectre, led directly by Zipfel’s second-in-command, was at a level that could only be dealt with when Runcandel's 1st division, including the Black Knight.
If the Sword saints hadn't unleashed the seal called the overlord’s sword, the odds of winning wouldn't have existed in the first place.
‘Even if I unleash the Plutonian’s Reign Sword, the odds of winning are not very high. But if I get pushed... my clan won't be able to keep watching.'
As Jin thought, Rosa read the flow of the battle and inferred the situation Jin was facing.
'The youngest's power can't handle Octavia and the spectres. Will the master of the hidden palace participate in the war? If she doesn't step up, I will have to send the black knights.'
Even if there is a problem in future negotiations with Zipfel, even if we go into an all-out war, we must not lose our temper now. Rosa thought so.
However, rather than relying on the clan, Jin drew a picture of stopping Octavia by bringing out the variable that he had, the Plutonian reigning sword, to the limit.
The odds of winning are low, but there is no such thing as non-existence. Because he had countless victories with such a low probability so far.
‘If my mother intervenes, Dante’s chances of survival are gone. The clan is only here to destroy or obtain the White Stone, his life doesn't count at all.'
Above all, that was important.
Dante, his friend, may have already been put in a state of ‘no return’. Jin had no intention of letting go of his ties to him. No matter what happens, it won't change.
Octavia was seeing right through Jin's thoughts.
“You want to save your friend. But if your clan steps forward, he will surely die. If you had just handed it over to us, you could have saved your friend. With the 80% chance that patriarch said.”
“Do you think Runcandel will come out to save me alone, Octavia Zipfel?”
"Certainly. Now you are in that position in Runcandel.”
“Thanks for the compliment, but that won’t happen.”
“You must be saying that because you still has hidden power. I look forward to it, show me everything.”
“And rather, it would be better for you to pray so that my clan doesn't come forward, if you want to live.”
Octavia smiled. She wasn't afraid of Rosa stepping out on her own.
"Come to think of it, I can't see your guardian dragon. I have something to pay him back...…”
Suddenly Octavia stopped talking.
It was because two black stars suddenly rose above the sky where Kelliark’s magic and Ron's sword clashed madly. It is just like the two years ago.
[Kid!]
Murakan.
[Jin.]
and Misha.
Two guardian dragons for Solderet’s contractor were descending toward Jin. At the same time, Octavia had to feel a terrible discomfort pressing down on her brain once more.
