Murakhan flew up and roared. The spaces stained with magi in the energy vibrated unsteadily, and the spirits seeped through the cracks.
It was as if it had become one giant black fire, swaying. The sharp-glowing amber-colored eyes indeed bore the dignity to suit the dragon, who once ruled the sky.
As if he had been waiting for this, Jaffirin smiled.
“Now I can feel a little bit of energy!”
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Murakan opened his dark mouth and breathed. It was an unprecedentedly powerful performance before opening up all of its strength.
Not only that, but black lines like breath poured out from his flocks of sheep, and from the tents of spirit spread out everywhere.
Dozens of black and bland lines were pounding the ground where Zephyrin stood.
The lines were like swamps. A nail cut, or a sheath, is again a tie for a zephyrin. It was like the crotch of dozens of snakes entering one cave at a time.
‘This is the dragon fight.’
Valcas saw other dragons fighting about a few times in his life, but it occurred to him that they were all fakes.
The battle now unfolding before his eyes and the battle of the other dragons he saw were not to dare compare. There was an insurmountable wall between the highest and ordinary dragons, as human fighters and wizards do.
But even to him who doesn’t know much about the Dragon War.
It was Zephyrin who was still on the edge of power. She was still in her place under attack from Murakan, who had not revealed her true self.
“I don’t know how long Mukan will hold out, so I’ll have to get ready to escape as soon as possible.”
Jean said, searching Sigmund.
I wanted to fight with Murakhan.
Just as Murakhan had only just begun to reveal all his strength, Jean and Valcas were also full of strength that had not yet been taken out.
Especially for Jin, the legacy of the Riol Jipple, the tie of Sarah’s Magum, and the sword of the Ming Dynasty. Under no circumstances did the ultimate means remain that had never faded.
Murakan was sure he ‘would never win,’ but with all that means, he might be able to beat that mad demon dragon.
But the possibility would be infinitely low, and Qin had no intention of risking his life here.
The right choice was to save as much strength as possible, destroy the subspace, and then escape with the entire Black Wangdan.
They use all their strength to defeat Zephyrin or cause serious damage. Even so, they’ll die with a high probability.
They had to somehow escape, figure out what exactly Zephyrin’s affiliation and purpose were, and find ways to cope with it.
‘And how many strong enemies there are at this level.’
A new era has opened.
Rata Prochi had such thoughts after meeting Jin, and he would often bring up stories about him when he was with Jean.
Suddenly, the idea was empathized with Jean. After the terror attack on the Imperial City, Qin was feeling that the enemies he had met and the beings on different levels were lurking everywhere.
Kinselo and Jipple, Beemance.
Of the three forces, the non-action is definitely lower than Looncandel.
Zipple was initially rated superior to Looncandel, and Kinselo revealed his power in earnest in the wake of the sword attack.
‘Jeffirin probably belongs to Kinselo, and they don’t have this many dragons or humans. Zephyrin won’t be everything.’
a candle before the wind
Maybe Looncandel is in such a situation.
As Jean knows, Looncandel had no ‘hidden power’ like other forces. Of course, there are the Chiron and the Black Knights of the War, but they are all bound by the Black Sea.
“But it is only because of the presence of his father, Siron Looncandel, that he can still be alive.”’
I was convinced of that. As soon as the theory disappears, Looncandel will have no choice but to follow the course of destruction.
‘Your mother strongly supports Joshua because she believes he has the means to deal with these terrible enemies in the future.’
It’s big, right?
The fingernails of Murakan’s Young-ki and Zephyrin kept tangling. The dark lines became more and more intense, and the trajectory of the violet nails gradually faded. It seemed to be evidence that being human was getting harder and harder.
“I will pierce the subspace. Lord Valcas, please look at the black knight.”
“Okay, Twelve Horsemen.”
Sreung…….
The white blade of Bradamante’s blade escaped the search.
The shining blade quickly turned black with spirit.
‘I didn’t expect this to happen again so soon. If successful, it will not be available for the time being.’
Before breaking through the subspace, Jean was thinking of opening the door of Laparosa first.
So far, Murakhan has managed to keep it off himself, but things will definitely change after Jaffirin reveals himself.
If this subspace wasn’t just a “dead space” like that of Solderlet, it didn’t interfere with the black singing.
Whick!
The blade of the blackened knife cut through the air.
‘That’s a relief. ..!’
The moment I swung the sword, I felt it. The feeling that the door to Laparosa is opening.
What was a little disappointing was the fact that it was not the Tuwang but the general warrior who ran out of the just-formed black door.
“Oh, this is me!”
The Ming dynasty, which appeared with a bright shout, was Shaku.
Myeongwang people who had the most trials before Jin won the recognition of all 12 kings in Laparosa and became true brothers. At that time, he fought with Jin more than 50 times and won all the games.
“I’m sorry to call you out, Brother Shaku.”
“No, it’s an honor to fight for the brothers. What do you want!”
Shaku said, putting a long sword on his back that was stained with brains. Before the fall of Shaku in the lightning, before the Ming dynasty, such a formula had been hung before his name.
“Help him.”
“Okay, I see what’s going on. Do we have to get through here and go with the royalty?”
“That’s right.”
Shaku’s gaze touched Zephyrin, trapped in black lines.
“The horse, no. No. You’re a demon, aren’t you? I haven’t seen such a terrible horse in a long time. The Tuwang brothers should have been summoned, not me. Get out of here, I’ll try to stop him as much as I can with the Black Dragon.”
When Shaku joined the battle, the brain was mixed again between Young-gi and Magi. Shaku was not discouraged even between the swirling spirits and the Magi.
Although they are ordinary warriors, the Ming dynasty is a Ming dynasty. The unique toughness of the body shone especially amid such a struggle.
Watching the figure, Valcas could not help but be surprised inside again. Although Jin has already been summoned from Geomhwangseong Fortress, it is strange and strange to see again.
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I also had a similar idea with Rata Prochi.
‘Whatever Zephyrin belongs to, and whatever the reason. You’re making a mess like this in the Heukwangsanchae….may mean there is no place in the world for neutrality anymore.’
Under the circumstances, it was clear that Zephyrin responded by looking at Qin and Murakhan.
However, Jin could not be held accountable in the future.
Runkandel’s rider and knight came to visit Heukwangsanchae. Jin or Joshua are in a position to hold them accountable because they are caught up in unexpected risks.
‘First of all, you must escape somehow with your men along with the twelve riders. Even if I had to throw away the black king’s salad!’
Valcas clenched his teeth and thought.
And strangely enough, Valcas was somehow feeling a sense of trust. The 12th rider, Jean Luncandel, will achieve what he wants this time, as he has always done.
“After reaching 10 stars, I’ve never felt this kind of trust in a person who lacked my dignity.’
Fluttering!
The blade of the blackened bradamante’s blade was blinding blue flames.
Tess is still unable to respond directly to summons as he is recovering himself, but the heavy-pressure force he carved on Bradamante was growing stronger and stronger with Qin.
A pale flame spread from the sword began to weigh on the space stained with magi.
The trembling spaces seemed as if they had been frightened as a human being. The blade, which had not even a slight tremor, was slowly preparing to cut down the space.
It was only then that Zephyrin, who had been taking only Murakan and Shaku’s attacks all along, responded.
“Cheonghua! It’s a foul to bring such transcendent power to the fight of the underworld, 12 riders.”
As Murakan and Quikantel did when they first faced Tess.
Zephyrin was also afraid of the power of Tess. She also knows what prestige Tess has in the flame world.
That’s why although Qin’s handling of blue flowers is no less small than the real power of Tess, Zephyrin felt an instinctive fear. It was as if I was suffocating.
The fear was only felt by those who saw the “Master of the Flame” in person.
Urrrrrrrr, Kwajic!
Maybe it’s because I’ve been paying attention to Chunghwa for a while, or because I’ve reached the limit of nothing I can do as a human being.
Zephyrin’s defense shield, which had been holding out well all the time, was pierced. Murakan’s spirit and Shaku’s brain warfare covered her and tore her whole body.
Zephyrin did not scream once, even as the body was disfigured and disassembled.
Instead of blood, the purple magi particles spread everywhere, like echoes. A long, dreary stream of laughter was heard.
Ha ha ha… ha ha, ha……!
Soon after that ominous laughter stopped, from the air where the zephyrin had suddenly been torn up, a huge purple smoke formed as a cloud.
It was a performance that would easily surpass Murakan’s several times.
And what the smoke was hiding, was the true image of Zephyrin. As if a mountain was moving as if it were a whole, the Murakan in front of it looked small.
Seemingly visible between the smoke, the zephyrin was more of a “snake,” not a dragon that the public generally knew.
[Oh, really. The blue flames don’t make me feel good. Stop turning it off before you get angry and try to wait calmly.]
Zephyrin said, showing her head outside the smoke.
Jean didn’t react to the remark and kept her mind focused. Just as he did when he cut the Hell Gate of Muron, he had to open the space at once by spreading the power of one type of sword and Tess at the same time.
Quasik!
As soon as Geffirin was about to say something more, Murakhan flew in like a shot and stabbed her in the eye with his claws.
But the pupil was not hit at all, and rather it was Murakan who was bounced back by its repulsion.
[Oh, man! What’s so hard about it?
Murakan shouted, re-positioning in the air.
Instead of reacting to Murakan, Zeppirin was preparing to exhale to Jean.
