104 â Dark Dragon and Fire Dragon â 5
âBrünnhild. âLook at the sky.â
âIâm watching. âWhat is that?â
Brünnhild frowned when he saw the black clouds spreading out clearly unnaturally.
âWell. I donât know either. âFirst of all, it might not be good for us.â
The black clouds in the sky were gathering in one direction at every moment. This was the spot where Mahbat crashed.
Is there any way something like that could be good for us? At first glance, it looked just like the black energy I had seen before.
âLetâs hurry. Before itâs too late.â
âUh, yes.â
Brünnhild struggled to come to his senses and followed behind me. I donât know how long it had been since I used my body enhancement and ran, but when I crossed the mountain range, I saw the spot where Mahbat had crashed.
Due to the aftermath of the collision, a large basin was created centered around the dragonâs body. In the center of the basin, Mahbat was struggling to raise himself with his only remaining wing.
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Of course it couldnât have been easy. Perhaps this was the first time I had had my entire wing torn off, but even though I struggled to get up, I tried to fly up and fell again several times.
âThe sky isâ¦â¦ âAre you still okay?â
The black cloud didnât seem to have any sign of doing anything yet. I donât know if Mahbat can be strengthened just by floating like that.
âThere are no signs of starting anything yet, so letâs aim to finish before the situation gets complicated. âIf we drag on for no reason, weâre the ones at a disadvantage, right?â
Nod, Brunhild nodded his head with eyes full of determination. With the battle approaching, the blank expression on his face had almost disappeared.
I held Eternity in one hand and went down the slope. Brunhild, holding the holy sword, followed. After jumping off several tens of meter high cliffs and arriving at the basin, I once again realized how big Mahbat was.
I felt like I was actually shorter than one of the guyâs teeth, the blood flowing from the cut off wing ridge was like a big lake, and every time the guy tried to get up, the whole place shook.
âIs there a way to kill that thing? âI heard that dragon scales are very hard.â
âThere is a way. Thereâs an upside-down scale somewhere on that guyâs chest. You have to stab the dragon heart through it and destroy it. Otherwise, I will never be able to kill you. âThey say Dragon Heart absorbs all attacks.â
ââ¦â¦ Mira, even with the magic you used?â
âDid I just rip off the wings for no reason? âIf I could have killed him with that, I would have shot him in the torso.â
The scales that cover a dragonâs body are hard enough to be nearly impossible to destroy, but the real key that makes them immortal is the dragon heart.
The scales primarily block attacks, and in extremely rare cases where an attack exceeds the strength of the scales comes in, the dragon heart reacts and absorbs the power. The absorbed power becomes the dragonâs.
The type of force has nothing to do with its intensity. From what I heard from Priscilla and Elisier, even the holy sword of a fully awakened hero and the slash of the demon king were completely absorbed.
The only part where the Dragon Heartâs power cannot work is the wings, and thatâs why I targeted the wings. This doubles as sealing the mobility.
âThey say dragons of the same name cannot absorb each other, but you canât bring the chairman here, right? So, they are trying to make a fool of themselves.â
âUhâ¦â¦ Then where is Yeokrin?â
âOver there. âThat one under the chin.â
Brunhild, who was looking at Machbat with narrowed eyes at my words, raised a question mark above his head. It seemed like he couldnât find it.
Well, they are not easily noticeable because they are different colors or are particularly large, and it would not be that easy to find one that looks exactly the same as tens of thousands of scales that are just turned upside down.
ââ¦â¦ âI canât find it.â
âThen ask the Holy Sword. Do you know anything? âDo you know?â
âThe Holy Sword?â
Brünnhild had a half-confident expression on his face, but he held the handle and closed his eyes, thinking that he would believe what I said. Before long, round golden pupils looked at me.
âIs it true? There seems to be something faintly shining under my chin. âThatâs disgusting.â
âBecause it was like that in the original.â
It was the holy sword that revealed its weakness to Brünnhild, who was struggling without being able to strike at all even after cutting off its wings. So he tried to give a hint just in case, but luckily the holy sword was still there.
âFirst of all, I will try to destroy the Dragon Heart in half without killing anyone as much as possible and have the Chairman kill it himself, but donât go overboard. Because we donât want to die trying to take him alive for no reason. Itâs better for them to just bring us a corpse than for us to return as corpses. Is not it?â
Even if the attempt goes wrong, I have the means to extricate the two people, but I have no intention of fighting complacently, relying on that. Brünnhild held the holy sword with a determined expression.
âOkay.â
âOkay. Letâs go. âIf that strange black energy comes down, Iâll leave it to you.â
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I immediately kicked off the ground and ran. Brünnhild followed me a step later, as if escorting me. Mahbat reacted to our sight and stood up. An unknown power burned in his dull gray eyes.
Even if one wing was cut off, the dragon was still a dragon. When he got up, his enormous size temporarily blocked the sun and cast a shadow.
âMummy! âClouds!â
âAs expected, you wonât give up?â
The clouds floating in the sky began to gather towards Mahbat, who had risen. Like a whirlwind, Mahbatâs body was wrapped around him and black energy was scattered everywhere.
âBrünnhild! âItâs your turn!â
âDo you think so? âUh huh?!â
Brünnhild, who was trying to swing the holy sword against the black energy, suddenly made a strange voice.
Before I could turn around to see something, a light burst out from behind me, big enough to completely blow away the black energy that was spreading in all directions.
The swirling clouds that were gathering towards Mahbat literally melted as soon as they touched the light. The black energy that had disintegrated into pieces was purified and disappeared without contaminating anything.
ââ¦â¦ Brünnhild?â
The hero who caused this sacred miracle of purification was actually frozen in place, holding the holy sword from which light burst out, with his most embarrassed face. Brunhild, who was looking down at the holy sword, muttered something.
ã ¡â¦â¦ Know. Anymoreâ¦â¦ Fight aloneâ¦â¦ Wonât⦠â¦.
It was impossible to interpret it perfectly because the speech was intermittent, but I could tell that they were having a conversation with the Holy Sword.
âWas there an ego in the Holy Sword?â
I donât think Iâve ever heard of the Ego Sword.
âMummy.â
As if the conversation had ended, Brünnhild made eye contact with me.
âDonât ask anything, just do what you have to do. âIâll do anything else.â
I just nodded and immediately grabbed the eternity and ran away. Asking why here is foolish. Thatâs what Iâve done so far, so how can I not believe that other people do that?
The golden light behind me became increasingly darker as I narrowed the distance toward Mahbat. Surprisingly, although the light was shining behind me, no shadow was created in front of me.
The light that emerged, denying the natural providence of nature, illuminated the path ahead. What was even more surprising was the fact that Eternity was accepting the light little by little. A golden glow gradually appeared on the blade.
âWhat did they say? Was it a resonance phenomenon?â
A phenomenon in which, as the power of the Holy Sword becomes stronger, it naturally grants the power to fight to people nearby.
There was only one condition for granting power: it could only be given to someone the hero truly trusted, so it was said that only the main character party could receive this power until the end.
I donât know how I realized it now, but thereâs nothing wrong with receiving it. I quickened my steps and glanced back.
Brünnhild was floating in the sky.
Raise both hands above your head, in the posture of striking down the holy sword.
ã ¡Gooooo⦠â¦.
Light gathered around the holy sword and was swung like that. The sky split and divided the world in two. Morning came on one side of the split, and darkness came on the other side. The flash of light that burst out colored the sky golden.
The black clouds that were swirling towards Mahbat were no match for the light. The colors melted and mixed. All colors were buried in brilliance and turned into a single color.
At the same time, the energy swirling around Mahbat also evaporated. Action seemed to slow down drastically. It seemed like the power of the demon god was strengthening him like a vampire lord.
This is enough. Once the distance was narrowed to a certain extent where an attack was possible, mana was drawn out.
It swung its front legs as if sweeping the ground. All kinds of things jumped out of the plowed ground. A huge wave of dirt, earth, and stones crashed into me.
I have no intention of accepting it in silence. He rapidly activated his entire bodyâs mana circuit and pulled his right hand, which was holding the eternity, over his left shoulder, preparing to swing it.
I liberated mana and wielded eternity. A rapid mana reaction erupted from the trajectory that Eternal passed by.
ã ¡Kwagwagwagwagwak!
The trajectory soon turned into a shield. Higher level defense magic blocked the waves made of earth. When its front paw collided with the shield, a crack appeared, but I had already passed by that spot a long time ago.
I stepped on the ground and took a leap. The spot where our feet touched became a flame and bloomed. I swung Eternity once again. The blade failed to pierce the creatureâs scales, but instead became a binding spell and grabbed the creatureâs front legs.
Kikigeek, immediately the sound of the binding magic being distorted was heard. From the looks of it, it would be about 3 seconds at most. Suffice. Because before I knew it, I was getting very close to that guyâs evil.
Only then was the front leg freed, tearing the binding magic to pieces, but it was already too late. Preparation is over. He used his sword skills and created magic.
Magic swordsmanship.
It is a swordsmanship that was created by combining swordsmanship and magic to replace chants and magic circles by swinging a sword, and the concept that the process of swinging a sword is a chant and the swordsmanship is a magic circle.
Magic appeared and exploded from the swung sword. At the same time, the completed swordsmanship scattered the brilliance that came from the holy sword.
ã ¡Ohui. One thousand strokes.
The tip of the sword of eternity met the evil of that bastard.