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It was no coincidence that Murakan escorted Cuicantelle and met Misha. Nor was it a coincidence that Jin had never met her as he wandered around Misha's hideouts.
-If you're that worried, I'll give you an order to further increase the number of people tracking Misha. Maybe this will help alleviate your anxiety?
-[… OK, I get it. It would be much better if Murakan's sister was captured.]
-It was a pity that I missed her by a narrow margin a while ago. Anyway, I care more about my son than the 12th flagbearer or the Black Dragons.
Misha has been hiding from Zipfel pursuit.
And she grasped that the atmosphere in the empire was unusual, she was preparing to meet Jin.
For her part, she had no choice but to be wary of her participation even after the battle of the sword emperor castle began.
It was because if she was seriously injured in this war, it would cause irreversible setbacks in all the affairs of the Solderet, which she presided over as his substitute.
However, since Jin's death or capture did not end with setbacks, she immediately joined Murakan and stood here.
As Jin's other guardian dragon, her first duty is to protect him.
Misha transformed into a human and stood next to Jin. Murakan stood behind them like a great black mountain with his amber eyes burning like flames.
“It’s been a while.”
More than anything else, Jin felt that Misha's strong yet elegant voice is reassuring.
'If that's the case, I might be able to take out the Plutonian reign sword from the calculation altogether.'
The Plutonian’s Reign Sword was literally the last resort. Even if he used the sword and defeats Octavia and the spectres, Jin, who has spread the sword, will never be able to directly confirm the end of this war.
Even so, the only reason Jin want to use the Plutonian Reign Sword was because that was the only answer.
Misha is by far the most powerful dragon as far as Jin knows. The sight of her casually beating Murakan, who had regained his 40% strength, was still fresh in his eyes.
This time, Murakan had said nonsensical things to Misha on the way here, and because of that, there were traces of shadow force flowing like blood on his mouth.
It wasn't a serious injury, but as always, it looked like he had been hit properly.
“I wanted to see you, Miss Misha.”
“I guess so. I have many stories to share with you. But before that....”
A black spear formed in Misha's hand.
The spear technique, which Temar directly named ‘A Shadowless spear’, had stopped Octavia and true Wraith on the Veradin’s two years ago.
“First of all, we need to get rid of the people who get in the way of our meeting. We've met before, right? Zipfel’s child.”
Octavia's eyebrows twitched.
“Black Dragon Misha…… It was the same two years ago, and it is the same now. I thought you only had a knack for running away, but you also has a knack for scratching inside people. You must have been busy avoiding tracking, but you managed to come here.”
Then Misha smiled brightly.
“I felt it even two years ago, you. Shouldn't you grow some saplings? Even Riol Zipfel was extremely careful when conversing with me, but your sloppy talk makes me uncomfortable....”
Everyone who heard that voice seemed to seep a cold bloodlust down their spine.
In particular, it was the first time in a long time that Murakan saw Misha displaying her anger, and because the old bad memories his scales were on the verge of bristling.
‘I’ve never seen a mortal survive gracefully by touching this hideous fiend’s temper…… That person named Octavia, she can never go comfortably today or anytime.'
Of course, Octavia wasn't intimidated at all.
"Really? I didn't know. I'll tell the clan executives. If there is a record of Lord Riol using honorific words for you, erase them.”
[Hey hey hey. You better stop.]
Murakan, who opened his mouth reflexively, read Misha's mood and cut her words off. Naturally, Murakan wasn't worried about Octavia, so he wasn't trying to give her advice.
It was only that he was worried that the ferocious monster would somehow release the remaining irritation and anger on himself in the future.
‘Ah, That maniac is now old enough, so I have no choice but to pray that she doesn't do such a thing. Let me regain all my strength....’
Jin was not the only one who was reassured by the unexpected appearance of Misha. The Vamel alliance and the Sword saints felt the same way.
They were shocked at the fact that she was standing in front of them, next to Jin, and yet there is no openings at all.
‘That is the black dragon Misha, the second guardian dragon of the lord. The atmosphere is no joke.'
‘Lord Murakan even expressed that she is a terrible being, and the rest of the enemy seemed to be very afraid…… Indeed, it's amazing.'
‘It’s scary, it’s really scary. I have to look good.'
Lata, Valkas, and Amela thought. Everyone else felt the same way.
“For how long?”
Shadow force spread from the black spear and formed black armor on Misha's body. After finishing her armament, Misha looked exactly like the god of death in the legend.
“You think you can erase history at will. But you'd better look straight ahead. That the world you dream of is already crumbling.”
Boom-!
Coincidentally, the moment Misha finished speaking, the sky lit up and there was a deafening explosion.
Kozec ship's cannon imbued with Kelliark’s mana collided with Ron's sword.
Space, no. The entire sky was distorted by the impact and created a whirlpool.
It was a force that shattered even the protective shield that Jin and Octavia, the two parties had maintained together.
The mages reflexively chose to open the shield again, and the martial artists made the decision to pounce on them.
Jin didn't even need to give a command or signal.
Close combat with incredible speed. That was the only thing a martial artist could do against top-notch mages.
Flash-!
The black spear stretched out first, and then the eyes flashed. Just like two years ago, Misha showed her strength this time too, bursting the middle of Octavia and the spectre's shield with a single blow.
As if Octavia had expected that much, she immediately unleashed her light magic as her counterattack, and at the same time tried to bind Misha's feet with her mana.
The 30 spectres reacted almost as fast as Octavia and exploded their magic. All kinds of great magic were being chanted nonstop.
The swords of the Vamel alliance and the sword saints also created a wave of sharp aura.
Dozens of swords and staffs were entangled, and each time the earth screamed and caused an earthquake.
'At this level, it's worth it.'
In fact, Octavia and the spectre were a little tired.
As evidenced by Octavia's ship, which was completely destroyed as soon as it touched the ground, their path through the battle of the giants was much longer than that of the sword emperor castle camp.
Still, it was enough to deal only with the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints, but with Misha participating in the battle, the story was completely different.
It wasn't just that the odds of winning were slightly higher.
Misha is stronger than Jin thought, and above all. She had the experience of dealing with the mage unit called ‘spectre squad’ for a longer time than anyone else in the world. For a thousand years.
Even the spectres she remembered was incomparable to the present. Just like the difference between the Runcandel ten great knights and the Black Knight.
“A while ago, you said that I ran away after fighting you on that island, is that so?”
Misha's black spear grazed Octavia's cheek. The blade of the spear entered again between the splashing drops of blood, and Octavia stamped the ground with a wand to create shock waves of light properties to prevent the attack.
And through that gap, a light-speed thrust spread out. Without the spectre's shield, even Octavia would have suffered mortal wounds.
“On that island, I just fought the battle while killing as few of you as possible. You know why? If I kill too much, you might get tired in the future. Zipfel are far from being clean, such as victory or defeat.”
“You’re good at bluffing.”
Like Octavia's answer, there was a little bluff mixed, but not completely false.
However, all the magic of Octavia and her spectre squad was not able to hit Misha.
It was thanks to the fact that Jin and Vamel alliance and the Sword saints held out, but the core of it was the fact that she fully understood the magic of the current generation spectre squad. Because of the battle two years ago.
Also, Jin had no choice but to break out in a cold sweat when he first met Misha and saw her ability.
She had very strange abilities.
“You’re good at bluffing.”
Startle……!
Octavia couldn't help but turn her head for a moment at the sudden sound of 'her own voice'. Even as her enemy's black spear lurked before her eyes.
It was an unavoidable force majeure. The next moment, what came to Octavia's eyes was that someone was standing there look exactly as herself, that she was another of herself.
Naturally, that is a fake Misha formed with her shadow force. However, that fake was saying this to Octavia.
“What is this?”
What is this.
A look that doesn't understand why I'm still there instead of me. At that moment, Octavia intuitively realized that all of this was Misha’s ability, and tried to deal with her.
It is already late. It's always fatal to show a gap in a fight. Especially if she's dealing with someone like Misha.
Poo-!
A black spear pierced Octavia's shoulder.
“Ohhh, you are indeed the captain of the spectre. You managed to avoid it. I wanted to get rid of that unlearned snout.”
The spectres stepped forward, and Octavia backed away as she distanced herself from Misha.
Unlike their drastic change in formation, Misha was smiling as if she had no intention of continuing an additional attack.
“Like you, I also went against the providence once. What do you think, it doesn't feel so good? That's what you guys are doing.” Misha said.
Fake Octavia disappeared, at that moment.
The dawn sky was distorted once again.
The confrontation between Ron and Kelliark was getting more intense as time went on. Victory went to Ron. His swordsmanship was gradually pushing away Kelliark’s magic.
“Your leader seems to be being pushed back by sword emperor. Somewhere, Runcandel must be waiting for an opportunity. Even so, the fact that there is no sign of your retreat must mean that there is something to believe in, right?”
Whatever it is. You will die without seeing the result.
When Misha continued her words, Octavia had no choice but to grit her teeth.
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It was no coincidence that Murakan escorted Cuicantelle and met Misha. Nor was it a coincidence that Jin had never met her as he wandered around Misha's hideouts.
-If you're that worried, I'll give you an order to further increase the number of people tracking Misha. Maybe this will help alleviate your anxiety?
-[… OK, I get it. It would be much better if Murakan's sister was captured.]
-It was a pity that I missed her by a narrow margin a while ago. Anyway, I care more about my son than the 12th flagbearer or the Black Dragons.
Misha has been hiding from Zipfel pursuit.
And she grasped that the atmosphere in the empire was unusual, she was preparing to meet Jin.
For her part, she had no choice but to be wary of her participation even after the battle of the sword emperor castle began.
It was because if she was seriously injured in this war, it would cause irreversible setbacks in all the affairs of the Solderet, which she presided over as his substitute.
However, since Jin's death or capture did not end with setbacks, she immediately joined Murakan and stood here.
As Jin's other guardian dragon, her first duty is to protect him.
Misha transformed into a human and stood next to Jin. Murakan stood behind them like a great black mountain with his amber eyes burning like flames.
“It’s been a while.”
More than anything else, Jin felt that Misha's strong yet elegant voice is reassuring.
'If that's the case, I might be able to take out the Plutonian reign sword from the calculation altogether.'
The Plutonian’s Reign Sword was literally the last resort. Even if he used the sword and defeats Octavia and the spectres, Jin, who has spread the sword, will never be able to directly confirm the end of this war.
Even so, the only reason Jin want to use the Plutonian Reign Sword was because that was the only answer.
Misha is by far the most powerful dragon as far as Jin knows. The sight of her casually beating Murakan, who had regained his 40% strength, was still fresh in his eyes.
This time, Murakan had said nonsensical things to Misha on the way here, and because of that, there were traces of shadow force flowing like blood on his mouth.
It wasn't a serious injury, but as always, it looked like he had been hit properly.
“I wanted to see you, Miss Misha.”
“I guess so. I have many stories to share with you. But before that....”
A black spear formed in Misha's hand.
The spear technique, which Temar directly named ‘A Shadowless spear’, had stopped Octavia and true Wraith on the Veradin’s two years ago.
“First of all, we need to get rid of the people who get in the way of our meeting. We've met before, right? Zipfel’s child.”
Octavia's eyebrows twitched.
“Black Dragon Misha…… It was the same two years ago, and it is the same now. I thought you only had a knack for running away, but you also has a knack for scratching inside people. You must have been busy avoiding tracking, but you managed to come here.”
Then Misha smiled brightly.
“I felt it even two years ago, you. Shouldn't you grow some saplings? Even Riol Zipfel was extremely careful when conversing with me, but your sloppy talk makes me uncomfortable....”
Everyone who heard that voice seemed to seep a cold bloodlust down their spine.
In particular, it was the first time in a long time that Murakan saw Misha displaying her anger, and because the old bad memories his scales were on the verge of bristling.
‘I’ve never seen a mortal survive gracefully by touching this hideous fiend’s temper…… That person named Octavia, she can never go comfortably today or anytime.'
Of course, Octavia wasn't intimidated at all.
"Really? I didn't know. I'll tell the clan executives. If there is a record of Lord Riol using honorific words for you, erase them.”
[Hey hey hey. You better stop.]
Murakan, who opened his mouth reflexively, read Misha's mood and cut her words off. Naturally, Murakan wasn't worried about Octavia, so he wasn't trying to give her advice.
It was only that he was worried that the ferocious monster would somehow release the remaining irritation and anger on himself in the future.
‘Ah, That maniac is now old enough, so I have no choice but to pray that she doesn't do such a thing. Let me regain all my strength....’
Jin was not the only one who was reassured by the unexpected appearance of Misha. The Vamel alliance and the Sword saints felt the same way.
They were shocked at the fact that she was standing in front of them, next to Jin, and yet there is no openings at all.
‘That is the black dragon Misha, the second guardian dragon of the lord. The atmosphere is no joke.'
‘Lord Murakan even expressed that she is a terrible being, and the rest of the enemy seemed to be very afraid…… Indeed, it's amazing.'
‘It’s scary, it’s really scary. I have to look good.'
Lata, Valkas, and Amela thought. Everyone else felt the same way.
“For how long?”
Shadow force spread from the black spear and formed black armor on Misha's body. After finishing her armament, Misha looked exactly like the god of death in the legend.
“You think you can erase history at will. But you'd better look straight ahead. That the world you dream of is already crumbling.”
Boom-!
Coincidentally, the moment Misha finished speaking, the sky lit up and there was a deafening explosion.
Kozec ship's cannon imbued with Kelliark’s mana collided with Ron's sword.
Space, no. The entire sky was distorted by the impact and created a whirlpool.
It was a force that shattered even the protective shield that Jin and Octavia, the two parties had maintained together.
The mages reflexively chose to open the shield again, and the martial artists made the decision to pounce on them.
Jin didn't even need to give a command or signal.
Close combat with incredible speed. That was the only thing a martial artist could do against top-notch mages.
Flash-!
The black spear stretched out first, and then the eyes flashed. Just like two years ago, Misha showed her strength this time too, bursting the middle of Octavia and the spectre's shield with a single blow.
As if Octavia had expected that much, she immediately unleashed her light magic as her counterattack, and at the same time tried to bind Misha's feet with her mana.
The 30 spectres reacted almost as fast as Octavia and exploded their magic. All kinds of great magic were being chanted nonstop.
The swords of the Vamel alliance and the sword saints also created a wave of sharp aura.
Dozens of swords and staffs were entangled, and each time the earth screamed and caused an earthquake.
'At this level, it's worth it.'
In fact, Octavia and the spectre were a little tired.
As evidenced by Octavia's ship, which was completely destroyed as soon as it touched the ground, their path through the battle of the giants was much longer than that of the sword emperor castle camp.
Still, it was enough to deal only with the Vamel Alliance and the Sword saints, but with Misha participating in the battle, the story was completely different.
It wasn't just that the odds of winning were slightly higher.
Misha is stronger than Jin thought, and above all. She had the experience of dealing with the mage unit called ‘spectre squad’ for a longer time than anyone else in the world. For a thousand years.
Even the spectres she remembered was incomparable to the present. Just like the difference between the Runcandel ten great knights and the Black Knight.
“A while ago, you said that I ran away after fighting you on that island, is that so?”
Misha's black spear grazed Octavia's cheek. The blade of the spear entered again between the splashing drops of blood, and Octavia stamped the ground with a wand to create shock waves of light properties to prevent the attack.
And through that gap, a light-speed thrust spread out. Without the spectre's shield, even Octavia would have suffered mortal wounds.
“On that island, I just fought the battle while killing as few of you as possible. You know why? If I kill too much, you might get tired in the future. Zipfel are far from being clean, such as victory or defeat.”
“You’re good at bluffing.”
Like Octavia's answer, there was a little bluff mixed, but not completely false.
However, all the magic of Octavia and her spectre squad was not able to hit Misha.
It was thanks to the fact that Jin and Vamel alliance and the Sword saints held out, but the core of it was the fact that she fully understood the magic of the current generation spectre squad. Because of the battle two years ago.
Also, Jin had no choice but to break out in a cold sweat when he first met Misha and saw her ability.
She had very strange abilities.
“You’re good at bluffing.”
Startle……!
Octavia couldn't help but turn her head for a moment at the sudden sound of 'her own voice'. Even as her enemy's black spear lurked before her eyes.
It was an unavoidable force majeure. The next moment, what came to Octavia's eyes was that someone was standing there look exactly as herself, that she was another of herself.
Naturally, that is a fake Misha formed with her shadow force. However, that fake was saying this to Octavia.
“What is this?”
What is this.
A look that doesn't understand why I'm still there instead of me. At that moment, Octavia intuitively realized that all of this was Misha’s ability, and tried to deal with her.
It is already late. It's always fatal to show a gap in a fight. Especially if she's dealing with someone like Misha.
Poo-!
A black spear pierced Octavia's shoulder.
“Ohhh, you are indeed the captain of the spectre. You managed to avoid it. I wanted to get rid of that unlearned snout.”
The spectres stepped forward, and Octavia backed away as she distanced herself from Misha.
Unlike their drastic change in formation, Misha was smiling as if she had no intention of continuing an additional attack.
“Like you, I also went against the providence once. What do you think, it doesn't feel so good? That's what you guys are doing.” Misha said.
Fake Octavia disappeared, at that moment.
The dawn sky was distorted once again.
The confrontation between Ron and Kelliark was getting more intense as time went on. Victory went to Ron. His swordsmanship was gradually pushing away Kelliark’s magic.
“Your leader seems to be being pushed back by sword emperor. Somewhere, Runcandel must be waiting for an opportunity. Even so, the fact that there is no sign of your retreat must mean that there is something to believe in, right?”
Whatever it is. You will die without seeing the result.
When Misha continued her words, Octavia had no choice but to grit her teeth.
