Episode 268
Episode 268. Hwaan Geumjeong (3)
Two scaled arms that fly through the air.
With him.
Phew!
Red blood spurts like a fountain.
one.
“B, blink!”
Dragonian, who had swallowed the pain of having both arms amputated, immediately activated spatial magic.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Thud.
Her two arms, which had been flying pitifully in the air, hit the floor.
Even though I missed the Dragonian right in front of my eyes.
The poem did not show any particular agitation.
It was natural.
It’s not that I missed her in the first place.
‘Over there?’
Because I was the one who sent her away.
As if to prove this.
Pfft!
A dragonian appears with light wherever the poet’s gaze is directed.
As if she knew.
“Oh, how!”
As soon as I appeared, I shivered slightly at the sight of Shimun.
Shimun raised the corners of his lips without saying a word.
‘This is the power of Hwaan Geumjeong activated to the maximum that I can allow.’
The constellation Jecheon Daeseong.
The Golden Pearl of Fire Eyes, which was obtained in exchange for breaking the seal of the so-called Son Oh-gong.
As expected from the main machine of the constellation, it has spatial magic as well.
‘When I forcibly released the polymorph earlier, there was a bit of an overload… … .’
Not only did he not penetrate the high-level magic of Polymorph, but he also forcibly released it.
The performance was considerable.
the problem is.
‘This isn’t maximum performance.’
Shimun squinted his left eye slightly, which gradually changed from warm to hot.
Is it because of the dragonoid?
Or maybe it’s because I only used the maximum allowed.
Hwaan Geumjeong, where you can feel the heat.
‘I could increase my performance here, but… … my body wouldn’t be able to handle it.’
Even though it has become a special trait, Hwaan Geumjeong is clearly a constellation technique.
Of course, even if you have a dragonoid.
In the end, it was too much for a mortal body to handle.
‘I need to obtain a body at least as good as Gigantes’s, so I can at least try using it properly.’
Of course, even if you gain a demigod’s body.
After all, unless you are a god, it would be difficult to operate the perfect peace and tranquility.
‘What, where is this?’
Isn’t the current performance already quite good?
There it is.
‘As the Dragonoid grows, the tolerance of the Hwaan Geumjeong will also gradually expand.’
It’s not just the body of a god.
Aren’t Dragonoids the incarnation of the Dragon Clan, the highest-ranking race in the Arena?
If it continues to grow, the tolerance level of Hwaan Geumjeong will also increase compared to now.
The head of the poem that organized its thoughts like that.
Sigh.
Move sideways.
The energy of the wind was captured in Odin’s activated eyes.
just as expected.
Wheeee!
A gust of wind brushing past my ears, accompanied by a sharp noise.
The poem goes on without looking back.
Cheonmasingong (Heavenly Demon Divine Art).
Strike and destroy the emperor.
He threw a fist full of magic.
another and yet another.
Cheonmasingong (Heavenly Demon Divine Art).
An illusion of the Heavenly Demon Lord’s approach.
Creates a short but powerful cloud of footsteps.
OK.
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Phaaaak!
“Ugh!”
One of the rankers who was making a surprise attack with his wind-related trait flew into the air, spitting out blood.
Shashak.
The new form of the poem that was standing in my place split into five people at once.
But the other two are also rankers.
“Welcome!”
“Where!”
Two rankers calmly condense the aura in their weapons to the maximum and unleash it without panicking.
One unfortunate thing.
Kyaaang!
The illusions caused by the Heavenly Demon Lord are not ordinary illusions, but rather are all avatars with real bodies.
“Wh, what!”
“This too?!”
Their efforts to widen the attack range and cut down the illusion in one fell swoop were in vain.
obviously.
Peeping!
A ray of dark light penetrated through the gap.
“Ahh!”
“Kwaaak”
Two rankers each pierced through the chest and abdomen.
The three rankers who had recovered with the help of Dragonian fell to the ground again in an instant.
“after.”
Like someone with dry eyes.
Shimun blinked and sighed, snapping his fingers.
Kwajik!
“Kkaaaah!”
“Whoa!”
The soft floor pierces the limbs of the fallen rankers.
Dragonian, who had been quietly watching the scene, asked.
“Why?”
“what?”
“Are you really asking because you don’t know?”
3 rankers and a dragonic from Dragonian.
In fact, there were four rankers, and it was an efficient composition with a 3 to 1 mix of combat and magic.
But the attack didn’t even succeed.
I’ve already been beaten up twice, and I’ve already been retired twice.
“Why on earth don’t you kill me?”
Poetry only inflicts fatal wounds.
He never struck a blow that could kill anyone.
even.
“I know you wield a mythical weapon.”
The mysterious magic that Shimun has shown several times before.
I don’t know much about these lowly humans.
It was already a well-known fact among the Dragon Clan that it was a mythical weapon.
But.
“If you used it, the situation would have ended much faster. Why don’t you even use it?”
Why don’t you use any of those incredible mythical weapons?
Dragonian’s brow furrows.
“Are you ignoring us?”
In that regard.
“Ignore… … Well, I guess that could be how it looks.”
The smiling poet answered.
“It costs a certain price. There are some things I don’t really feel a need to use.”
There are a whopping 3 rankers.
Plus, she’s a dragonian and not a player.
In reality, there is no such thing as a decrease in ability levels.
You don’t see any reason to use a mythical weapon against them?
But Dragonian couldn’t get angry.
“Ugh… … .”
“Ugh… … !”
like this.
Didn’t the poem prove that the reason was true?
Shimun glanced at the rankers behind him.
“And it is more beneficial to me to keep them alive rather than kill them.”
He shrugged.
In response to such a question.
“You want to use them… as evidence for this assassination?”
The dragonian growls softly.
“Do we look stupid enough to let you do that?”
“Of course not.”
Shimun, who had been laughing, gestured towards the continental rankers who had fallen behind him.
“I see two of them have chests. One of them has something on his stomach.”
“How, how about that!”
The dragonian’s eyes grow larger all of a sudden.
Within.
“I see. That left eye. So you figured that out with your left eye, too.”
She glared at the poet’s left eye, which glowed golden.
“that’s right.”
Because there was no particular reason to hide it.
Shimun coolly acknowledged it.
Dragonian clenched his teeth.
‘I know he has the Eye of Odin, but… … .’
The Eye of Odin.
As it was clearly a weapon of the divine king class, I was well aware of its absurd performance.
‘There’s no way to find out what vector is implanted in their bodies?’
The medium planted in the current three rankers should have been unrecognizable.
Wasn’t it specially made with Odin’s eye in mind in the first place?
But how does one see through all of this?
‘It doesn’t seem to be Odin’s eye, but some other ability. It seems to see through everything… . . . ‘
A dragonian with narrow eyebrows.
Let’s think about it that way.
‘for a moment.’
Her face hardens.
“You bastard… … You haven’t used a mythical weapon until now… … .”
Dragonian who couldn’t finish his words.
Shimun looked at her for a moment.
“Well, I think what you’re thinking is right.”
He smiled and nodded his head.
“As you said, you guys aren’t all that stupid. Isn’t it strange that you even carried out such an assassination?”
4 rankers.
It’s a poem that dismisses a well-organized ranker party as ‘just this kind of assassination’.
This is a method that easily assassinates rankers from various Asian countries, even using the high-level magic of Polymorph.
“There must be another way. I don’t need to put all my effort into it.”
Simply judging that there must be another way.
He gave a relaxed answer, saying, ‘I didn’t give it my all.’
That is, from the moment the poems noticed their polymorphism.
‘From the very beginning… … Are you saying that I was playing around in that guy’s palm… …!’
Until this very moment.
This means that all of this was done under the calculations of the poem.
As someone from the highest level dragon tribe, Dragonian.
Ugh.
‘This… this damn human!’
It was a situation where my teeth had to grind on their own, but that was it.
“… … Yeah. That must have been the case. What kind of guy are you?”
Kim Si-moon is the one who even fooled the great dragon.
Because Kim Si-moon was already a legendary figure known to everyone in the dragon world.
She calmed down the humiliation that was boiling over in an instant.
“Okay. I admit it.”
Instead, he nodded slowly with a relieved face.
“Due to the limitations of your abilities in reality, it was our mistake to even consider that you would be weak.”
Within.
Her eyes, which had been calm, suddenly harden.
“So, without further ado, let’s get straight to the point.”
Swish.
As if hanging down.
A dragonian with both arms slightly spread out to the sides.
Following.
“Just like you said. There was a plan to this operation.”
Woof.
An unknown tinnitus surrounds her.
Shimun, who was about to move his hand, stopped moving.
This is what Odin’s Eye and Golden Eye have announced.
‘It’s like I’m in a completely different space.’
From the moment I heard tinnitus.
Although it is visible to the eye, it means that you have entered a completely different space.
“This is one of the dimensions closest to the heavenly realm. Therefore, it is a place that is greatly affected by even the smallest causal effects.”
Her gaze swept across the area made up of forests and mountains.
“If you had used a mythical weapon, I could have reached the mythical realm as a result.”
It is fixed on the poem.
“Cleverly, you didn’t leave any room for causality… … .”
A dragonian whose speech is slurred.
Within.
“Even if we have to take a loss. We have no choice but to throw the number first.”
As soon as she finished speaking.
“Ugh!”
“Ahh!”
A scream is heard from behind.
It was a three-ranker continental creature with limbs pierced by thorns sprouting from the ground.
They are as the poem mentioned earlier.
An ominous light emanated from his chest and abdomen.
“It hurts! It hurts!!”
“Hey! This is definitely a buff… … .”
And the poem has no time to do anything.
Kwajik!
Crack!
The rankers’ bodies crumble in an instant, centered around an ominous light.
It was as if everything about the three rankers had been condensed in an instant.
Kwaaaaah!
I shot a sinister beam of light the same color as mine into the sky.
“Although humble, I offer my own sacrifice… … .”
With a dragonian’s sinister voice to match.
“Please come down here in person!”
A pillar of light that disappears in an instant.
One, Dragonian’s face spread with joy.
That would be the case.
Wow.
Because the ominous light that had been rising up has now come down again.
And in it.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment.”
A sturdy-looking general wearing splendid armor was slowly descending.
That all too familiar sight is none other than this.
“Irangjingun?”
The Dimensional Five Elements Mountain that released Son Oh-gong’s seal a while ago.
There, it was the constellation Yirangjingun who was watching over the seal of Son Oh-gong.
Even though it’s still a long way.
Did you hear the voice of the poet?
“Hehehe! Even lowly humans in the lower realms have memories that rival those of beasts.”
In an instant, Lee Rang-jin, who had a bitter smile on his face, fell to the ground.
“This descent was made through proper procedures, so this time even the Buddha will not be able to tolerate your impudence.”
Clank.
When the three-pointed spear he was holding hit the ground.
Kuuuung!
A powerful, intangible pressure, like that of the Ohaengsan Mountains, has been weighing on the poem.
At the slightly swaying appearance of the poem.
“The sin of daring to deceive the Buddha and releasing a great sinner from the celestial world. It will not be atoned for nicely.”
The Irangjin Army wearing satisfactory arsenic.
Behind him.
“Irangjingun. As you know, he is ours.”
The voice of the dragonian is heard.
Have you ever met multiple clones of the constellations?
“It’s okay to play around with it, but you shouldn’t take lives at will.”
She stated her demands to the Yirangjin Army without any wavering or fear.
“under!”
The price was catastrophic.
Kwajik!
“Ugh!”
It is clear that the main body was hidden in multiple dimensions.
“Not only is he not a dragon, but a mere dragonian dares… … .”
A three-pointed spear that pierces her heart without any problem.
“Well, your race has always been like that.”
With Lee Rang-jin’s laughter.
“Atone for that arrogance with the sacrifice of this body.”
Kkwaduk!
Like the previous three rankers.
The dragonian is instantly crushed and absorbed by the three-pointed spear.
Within.
“Huh?”
The Yirangjin army let out a gasp at the three-pointed spear that flashed with a dark blue light.
It wasn’t a crowd.
“Did something so lowly possess the divine waters of the five dragons?”
To counter the issue of poetry.
Because there was a piece of dark blue scale that Dragonian had owned hanging on it.
“Although I am as weak as my master, this too is a piece of cause and effect.”
Lee Rang-jin turns around again with a satisfied smile on his face.
In his eyes looking at the poem.
“Don’t worry, you lowly human of the lower realm. I won’t let you off the hook so easily.”
It was full of cruelty.
As if trying to instill a little more fear.
“First, I will slowly, very slowly, smother that filthy body.”
Damn it.
The moment you take each step forward.
“hmm?”
The eyes of Lee Rang-jin, who was full of cruelty, twitched.
The reason was simple.
‘That’s… … .’
Poem, who had suddenly corrected his posture in resistance to his own presence.
It was because of a single strand of hair held between his fingers.
golden yellow.
Or it is something that catches the light and appears as platinum.
“Sir, no way!”
It was something that Lee Rang-jin knew very well.
“Inoooom!”
He thrust his three-pointed spear with lightning speed along with his old age.
one.
Than the three-pointed spear of Yirangjingun piercing through the city gate.
Sarak.
A single strand of golden hair was the first to leave Shimun’s hand.
In that moment, which even mortals cannot dare to discern.
Phew!
A single strand of golden hair struck the trident and exploded.
Within.
Kagagagang!
With tinnitus that rings in the ears.
“Ugh!”
The constellation Irangjingun is pushed back, digging into the ground.
But there was no time to be shocked.
“I already used this, so I thought it was weaker than I thought… … .”
A single strand of golden hair pushed back his trident.
It happened all of a sudden.
“Irangjingun? You are indeed a bad guy. Kim Si-moon.”
Because he had turned into the thing he hated the most.
fantasy,
