Swordmaster's Youngest Son

Chapter 551

C551

The sky seemed to be on the verge of collapsing at any moment due to the clash of power between the two giants, resonating with an immense roar.

Absurd explosions and shocks rendered Hairan's territory uninhabitable.

Beasts and small creatures howled as they fled the aftermath of flames and shattered sword energies that stretched far into the horizon.

Buildings melted, forests turned to ashes, and water veins boiled and evaporated.

Who could believe that this was a battle between a knight and the world's greatest magician?

Meanwhile, the Sword Emperor Castle stood firm.

The tall and sturdy walls of the castle had not completely lost their function, and even with the broken gates, enemies dared not venture inside.

Even the castle remained almost the same as when Ron regained consciousness for the first time and climbed the walls.

He had to save the place.

The place where his grandson fought alone with the White Stone could never be destroyed.

The first thing the boy should see after overcoming the stone must not be the broken Sword Emperor Castle.

Ron was defending his castle with such determination.

His lips were stained with dried blood, and his hair was scattered like that of a wanderer.

The top of his slender body was covered with new wounds along with numerous scars he had accumulated throughout his life, and his breathing was rough.

Still, the two eyes staring unwaveringly at the enemy shone without trembling, and his beloved sword, Rashid, consistently emitted brilliance, causing vibrations throughout the sky.

The guardian deity of Hairan.

That was the Sword Emperor.

"Hey, Kelliark Zipple. You're losing, but... it seems you have other methods since you're not negotiating or fleeing. Wouldn't it be better to reveal it soon?"

Although it was a low voice, everyone on the battlefield could hear it.

The walls of the Sword Emperor Castle were lower, but Zipple's magicians and dragons' voices seemed to come from higher up in the sky.

As Ron took a step forward and swung his sword horizontally, an indistinct sword wind spread and scattered Kelliark's powerful magic.

Meanwhile, the Sword Emperor's secret technique, Divine Radiance, was executed.

A deep blue sword pierced through the center of the fleet, and Kelliark wielded Hroti to counter most of it.

But it was a hard hit.

He coughed up blood, and the hand holding the staff trembled.

Still, as the first time, no.

Despite using greater mana.

Ron showed no signs of crumbling under Kelliark's attacks and the fleet.

As time passed, the fleet and dragons were falling one by one on Zipple's side.

'Not an unexpected result... It feels quite bitter.'

Such a large gap...?, Kelliark thought, swallowing the bitter lump that rose in his throat. freёweɓnovel.com

Ron's level was not a domain he had directly touched, so the result could only be bitter.

Just as Ron fought while protecting the Sword Emperor Castle, Kelliark was not showing his full ability in the fight while protecting the Demon God Orb from getting damaged.

But even taking that into account, Kelliark had no choice but to admit his complete defeat.

The Demon God Orb has not fully unlocked yet.

It was due to a lack of mana.

Kelliark had no spare energy while dealing with Ron, who had become stronger, and with Octavia and the Spectres infiltrated into the Sword Emperor Castle to obtain the White Stone, so the only magicians and dragons he had left were being used to unlock the Demon God Orb.

From start to finish, everything was beyond his calculations.

Fortunately, the opening of the Demon God Orb was coming to an end.

And Ron was feeling that fact.

'The fleet's attack is not as strong as expected.

The Demon God Orb, maybe it couldn't focus on the battle to use the object as Jin said.

Although he said it as if he were relaxed, Ron was actually worried about the power of the Demon God Orb.

Kelliark and Zipple didn't realize, but Ron was also getting tired.

The long struggle against the disease and the ongoing combat inside had undoubtedly taken a toll on his body.

Transcendental martial arts and the class difference were the only things hiding this fact from the enemies.

Ron himself was fully aware of it.

If he had only had one more month, or even 15 more days...

He could have fought in his best 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 like Kelliark had never reached Ron's level, the Demon God Orb was completely unknown to him.

Ron only thought of his grandson.

After fighting with a body like this, I now understand perfectly how much pain you must have endured all this time...

'Grandson, this grandfather finally understands the path you have walked.'

He had to fight as his grandson did.

All he had to do was continue the fight silently.

Rumble...!

Kozec's main cannon was dyed golden.

The cannon was fired following the trajectory left by Divine Radiance.

Ron made a slash with Rashid and cut through the center of the cannon shot.

The fragments of the cannon shot and the sword did not touch the ground and disintegrated in the air.

They didn't know how many times such enormous and powerful forces had clashed already.

Zipples used less than half of his normal firepower while unlocking the Demon God Orb, but the attacks of the other magicians and dragons, except Kelliark's, were barely visible.

Only Ron's sword and Kelliark's magic covered the sky and the ground.

Suddenly, a new power emerged in the center of the battlefield.

As if a great vortex unfolded in the middle of the sea, another power cut through the space between the giants.

"Is this power originating from the ground?

'This, no way.'

Both Kelliark and Ron had no choice but to be momentarily distracted by the power.

Even as Octavia and the Spectres constantly used grand magic, their power never reached the sky.

Furthermore, the power visible to the giants was not of light or natural elemental magic, but consisted of unique blue flames and black energy.

Jin and Misha's flames.

It was the magical sword that surprised the giants.

"Haha."

Ron involuntarily let out a dry laugh.

Even he, who had reached the edge of the Genesis Knight, did not expect such a formidable power to emerge from the ground.

On the other hand, Kelliark could not find amusement in the situation.

He had no time while dealing with Ron, but Jin and Misha's flames reaching the sky were extending their energy even to Zipple's fleet.

Sarah's runes, rewritten with Shadow Energy, began to emit black light like tumors all over the fleet formation.

"Avoid it!"

Kelliark gave orders to evade instead of blocking.

Even before the order was given, those who felt an ominous intuition immediately maneuvered to dodge.

However, those who had no energy left for Ron's attack could not discern those small runes well.

Kelliark hastened to deploy shields towards them, but the fire from the black and blue flames was already erupting like crazy.

It was a type of fire that no one had seen before.

No one knew that the name of the flames was a condemnation to punish Zipple's work.

All they could know was this.

This fire, which would by no means easily extinguish or disappear, originated directly from the Twelfth Flagbearer of Runcandel on the ground.

The Shadow Energy and real blue flames had long become Jin's symbol.

Each of the magicians in the fleet was Zipple's best.

Instead of succumbing to panic, they seemed to be striving to somehow expel the flames, so the advance of the fire was not very fast.

'Most of the power should have been directed at Octavia and the Spectres, but are the aftereffects the only cause for this reach?'

It's true that Kelliark held Jin in high regard, but Jin could never release this power on his own.

'Murakan, or Misha, one of them must have unleashed all their energy to help Jin. Jin Runcandel must have used most of his strength.'

It was as if the ground battle had already ended.

If Octavia and the Spectres blocked it, the result would be Zipple's victory, and if not, the side of the sword emperor would win.

Kelliark was not sure which of the two would win. The peculiarity of the power called Shadow Energy could not be accurately measured even by a magician like him.

Moreover, Kelliark had other matters to attend to first.

[This is... Sarah... Runcandel...!]

Wind Dragon, Salion.

He was a Dragon who demonstrated that the power of history was weakening by unconsciously mentioning the "Ten Great Knights" when the second battle began.

Now, he vividly felt the nightmares of that time.

He vividly remembered how many of his relatives and magicians were killed by this dreadful flame from hell.

The monstrous appearance of the Flame Empress, Sarah Runcandel.

As Salion stirred, the other Dragons also began to show signs of convulsions.

The aftermath of the battle, the instinctive fear of the Demon God Orb suppressed by the collar, and Salion's voice...

All these factors were awakening forgotten stories in them.

[Run, we must run! Aagh!]

Kelliak struck Hroti on Salion's back.

It was better to stun him, lest he accelerate the weakening of the Power of History.

The lack of power would decrease even further, but it was nothing compared to the aftermath when the power of history was further damaged.

'Anyway, if I endure a little longer, the Demon God Orb will unlock.'

Within the next 30 minutes.

Kelliark raised his mana once again.

The front was filled with Ron's sword.

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Ttttining-!

Octavia heard a sharp buzzing in her ears.

It felt as if someone was tearing and disarranging her mind from her.

What the hell happened?

She couldn't feel her limbs.

It wasn't paralysis.

It was just that her body was not responding due to the extreme shock of the hellfire, 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 didn't remember it very well.

Soon, when she barely moved her hand and touched her face reflexively, Octavia realized that her own left eye had disappeared.

It was an area she couldn't recover with light magic.

I...

Did I lose?

With no possibility of being phased, someone flew to her side and dropped.

It was one of the Grey Tunics and a Spectre, and they had already died.

Only then did Octavia realize that the Spectres were fighting to protect her from the enemies.

She also knew that she would have died on the spot without them, and that she wouldn't even have opened the only eye she had left.

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