Chapter 303

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#303

『Your blood smells like the old king.』

“What?”

Ronan frowned. I couldn’t understand what this bald head was talking about all of a sudden. the king spoke

『For some reason, I thought that the dragon power of a mortal was at an absurd level. It must have taken that power.



Ronan, who was about to spit out curse words, raised his eyebrows. I don’t know if it’s the old king or the fuck, but I seemed to know what the king was talking about.

A giant buried deep in the sea of ghosts. The appearance of the eight-winged giant who had removed Ronan’s curse was very similar to the king in front of him. said Ronan.

“Are you talking about a guy with eight wings like you?”

[As expected.]

The king’s eyes widened. It was the first change in his expression. Raising his greatsword, he aimed at Ronan.

『The former king came to this planet tens of thousands of years ago and disappeared. The mightiest warrior in all of our race’s history. now speak What kind of mean trick did you use to murder him?”

“I didn’t do that.”

“gibberish. Then who dared to do that?”

Ronan narrowed his brows. There was no way he knew what the savior didn’t know. The scars left on the corpse had been seen before, so it seemed that it had been killed by something, but there was no particular suspect.

‘What the fuck do I know.’

But I felt like I could make use of this opportunity if I did my best. After thinking for a while, Ronan opened his mouth.

“Ummm, so I think I might remember...”

Ronan dragged his tongue. It wasn’t to keep the conversation going. In the first place, he was not very interested in information about what the former king was saying.

『If you don’t want to perish on the spot, you better think of it

quickly. 』

The flesh oozing out of the large body stung the skin. Ronan’s body, which had been moving slowly, was lowered to about the height of his shin.

It seemed like this would be the location. Ronan, who deliberately exaggeratedly drooled, clapped his hands with all his might. match-! A cheerful sound echoed across the sky.

“Ah, I remembered!!”

『...!』

The tip of the great sword shook slightly at the sudden action. Sensing the momentary gap, Ronan grabbed the hilt.

‘now.’

Twisting his back, he threw the sword with all his might. La Mancha, which left his hand, was shot toward the king’s chin. Pew-! A shockwave was generated from the back of the blade that exceeded the speed of sound. After drinking a lot of blood, La Mancha became sharp enough to tear and pierce the king’s skin.

『Foolish.』

However, the king was not an easy opponent. The moment the sword was about to touch Mokwooldae, eight wings spread out at once.

Hwaaak! The king’s body moved to the side at the same time as a gale blew. La Mancha, which stretched out in a straight line, vanished into the night sky. Ronan sighed.

“ah!”

“To waste the chance to live a little longer. I can’t understand the inferiority of mortals.]

Losing his aura, Ronan began to plummet to the ground. Hearing the desperate scream, the king let out a sigh. A pure white light began to rise from the hilt of the greatsword.

『Whatever it is, stop disappearing.』

It was quite an annoying opponent, but that was the end. The king, who decided to blow Ronan away from this place, was about to swing his greatsword. Ronan, who was falling in the middle of the fall, raised his arms into the air.

“Reach!”

[Hmm?]

It was the first gambler to try. The heat rising through his heart dyed Ronan’s hands vermilion. Paaa...! A beam of light shot in a straight line reached La Mancha, which cuts through the night sky in the distance.

“Succeeded!”

Feeling the touch of being caught, Ronan called for joy. It was the first time I used my body as a medium to activate my aura, but I didn’t know it would really work.

“Shit. What the hell is this?!”

“This lil...”

Ronan assisted the savior. The smell of blood was dizzying. Hearing his sister’s name, he widened his eyes.

“Leil? why sister? Did something happen?!”

“Don’t stop... Huh.”

“Wait. Hey wait!”

At that time, the savior who continued to speak lost consciousness. Ronan nervously shook his shoulders, but he didn’t get up.

“...what the hell is going on?”

It wasn’t dead. Ronan, who carefully laid the savior down, looked around. My sister and lover were nowhere to be seen. Not long after he found his friends, he shouted out loud.

“Assel! Marya!”

“Mamarya...you can’t do this here. I must keep my dignity as the owner of the Mage Tower...”

“Uh hee hee...That’s right. I am Count Armalen.”

But they, too, were made the same as the others. Asher and Marya Braum were huddled together, lying down and wandering around. It was like a person having a good dream.

“Ahaha...yes. How does it taste, you cat... who is the swordsman now?”

“Fuck.”

Ronan spat out a curse. Iron Lady Nabi Rojee was talking in her sleep while hugging Daetaedo. He was in the middle of a situation where he was about to go out of his mind. An angry roar echoed from behind the clouds.

『Aaaa Ah- !!』

The king’s voice. The wound Ronan had inflicted on him seemed quite painful. It was a roar that would be believed to be the sound of the birth of a star, but none of the people woke up.

Ronan’s face hardened. Before long, dozens of lightballs broke through the sea of clouds and poured down.

“Damn it no!”

Ronan screamed. It was an attack by the king who was so vigilant. Although the power was weakened as it was dispersed in several pieces, each one was still powerful enough to be incomparably more powerful than the spears thrown by ordinary giants.

‘Even the people around me...!’

I had to make a quick decision. It was impossible to protect everyone in the yard anyway. Ronan was in the middle of choosing a lightball to cut with his teeth clenched. Asher, who was lying in front of him, jumped up.

“Assel?!”

“......”

Ronan called, but no answer came back. Asher raised his hand before Ronan could say anything. The sparkling mana swirled around him and began to gather. It was such an enormous amount that the space seemed distorted.

Before long, the lightballs were about to crash into the ground. Paaa-! The protection of the star that was created on the edge covered the entire alliance. Kwagwagwang! A ferocious explosion sounded without interval.

“Yumma, are you okay?!”

No matter how weak it was, it was an attack that even the savior could barely handle. However, Asher’s expression did not show any change. Only a thin stream of nosebleed slipped down the small nostril.

“you...!”

The closed eyes were wide open. Her originally purple eyes were stained with a dull gray color. Ronan had apparently seen this phenomenon before. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.

“That’s why I kept warning you that it was dangerous.”

“what?”

Ronan hurriedly turned around. Adeshan, who appeared before I knew it, was looking up at the sky with her hands in her coat pockets. The tight collar swayed in the wind.

“Adeshan?”

said Ronan. But no answer came back. Adeshan’s cold, sunken eyes gave off a completely different atmosphere than before. The incomparably more powerful shadow mana was overflowing over her shoulders.

“...no way.”

Ronan’s eyes widened. He knew this energy better than anyone. But that was something that couldn’t happen, so Ronan was speechless and couldn’t bring himself to speak.

‘It can’t be.’

At that time, Adeshan, who had been muttering, lowered her head. Ronan, who met her eyes, froze. As he mumbled, he spat out the words I had been holding back without realizing it.

“...General?”

“It’s easy. corporal.”