Velbrok subjugation (11)
All the swept away monsters became flesh and scattered, and the high sky came into view again.
Lucy looked at the sky with her eyes fading. He was on the verge of losing consciousness, but even pretending he knew that Bell Broke had a valid hit.
There are very few people throughout history who can wield the highest elemental magic.
And, there were many cases where even the highest level magic was a siege magic that was barely cast while preparing for days and nights.
To cast such a large-scale magic by one’s own is truly a journey that seems to deny the science of magic itself.
Nevertheless, Velbroque doesn’t fall.
Velbrok’s scales, which have a certain resistance to all kinds of magic... almost incapacitate even the highest level magic that goes beyond common sense.
As much as it was the large-scale elemental magic that Lucy did with all her might, Velbroque also let out a roar of pain. But all I did was feel the pain.
The group of monsters that covered the sky disappeared for a moment... but eventually, a new group of monsters is covered by the summoning circle that Velbrok has called again.
Even with a single blow with all her might, Lucy’s efforts become meaningless in such an instant.
And, the Great Sage Sylvania, standing upright on the broken spire in the Living Plaza.
She appeared with one swipe of her gigantic staff, dispelling the high-ranking magic ‘Space Curtain’.
Its Aspect Magic that twists space and hides in its crevices, transcends virtually all laws of physics, allowing it to temporarily drain any attack.
If there is a downside, the casting time is very long, the range is narrow, and it is difficult to judge the external situation easily because you are also trapped between the curtains of space. In other words, it is crouching in one place with your eyes closed, so it is easy to be attacked when you just dispel the magic.
Nevertheless, the absolute defense ability to be safe from any attack is an advantage that can offset all the shortcomings.
From the magic of Lucy, who is naturally swept away by anyone, she has survived without a single scratch. It made no sense to discuss its power by itself.
And look down at Lucy from the top of the Broken Spire.
Lucy’s white blouse has already lost its original color and is dyed red. Only the ends of the sleeves or the hem curled into the skirt remain as traces of the original color.
The ends of the skirt are also torn, and the white knee socks do not maintain their original shape as they are worn out.
And, as always, in those dazed eyes, hostility begins to emerge.
The way he looks up at Sylvania with strength in his eyes has a kind of willpower.
Lucy looks up at Sylvania and says, as if crouching and sleeping in the corner of the bachelor.
“The speed of conversion of horsepower.”
Lucy, born with a natural sense, catches the gaps in Sylvania only then.
Sylvania Robester is a pioneer of the Aspect Magic, a rare genius, and one who achieved magical achievements that no one could match.
The same is true in the field of combat magic. Natural magic power, fast calculation speed, and proper determination.
In the field of duel magic, as she already has abilities that are second to those of great men... It’s hard for Lucy, who is already exhausted, to handle it.
However, normal magical power and Aspect Magic are completely different in nature.
If you want to draw down magical energy to deal with normal elemental magic, you have to scatter and destroy all of that magic and draw out new Aspect Magic. It is the pinnacle of inefficiency.
For that reason, it is difficult to use Aspect Magic and Normal Magic at the same time.
Even if it seems that there is no difference in speed to a normal wizard, there is a subtle shift in the battle between the best wizards of mankind.
It’s a small gap where you can barely see the fragments only after giving and receiving dozens or hundreds of sums... but Lucy Meryl noticed it after only three or four sums.
Sylvania Robester’s Aspect Magic is a cheat method that ignores all aptitudes and irrationally suppresses enemies, but... it’s not without flaws.
If you use elemental magic, which is difficult to respond to, and force defense, then take advantage of the opportunity to cast Aspect Magic, you may have a chance to win. Ed was able to insert the dagger into his shoulder because he used his death as collateral to create a break in the magic conversion.
If you fight by strength, there is really no chance of winning anymore.
All that remains is skill and sense.
And Lucy Meirl, who was born with the blessing of a star, is far beyond the realm of ordinary people even in her skills and senses. He quickly devises a strategy to subdue Sylvania, then raises the magic of his body.
However, there is very little magic left in the body.
I’m exhausted just with the magic that I poured out to temporarily neutralize Velbrok after giving and receiving a few moves with Sylvania.
I get a headache when I try to cast even a single lieutenant spell, let alone high-ranking magic.
In perfect condition, Lucida was able to implement dozens of high-ranking magic circles like a meal. Realizing how cornered he is, he frowns on himself.
The shadow of death climbs Twenty-two on Lucy’s back.
The end of life.
If you want to survive and run away, now is the last time.
If you want to go further and face the enemy, you must risk your life.
A life-threatening crisis.
A word too far from a strong man like Lucy Meirl.
However, that blonde, fallen nobleman was wearing a weight that he wore like a meal. From the danger of losing his life at any time, the shadow of this man who has lived with a clenched fist is layered over Lucy’s back.
There is nothing that cannot escape. It’s not really a style that cares about pride or honor.
But, run away from here... I think it’s not polite to the man... Lucy Meryl doesn’t even think about it.
The battle relies on skill and senses by raking up and raking up the running out of magical energy with teeth.
Basic wind magic, six or seven ‘wind blades’ fly towards Sylvania.
Sylvania snorts and swings her staff to neutralize them all.
The firepower of high-ranking magic is needed to make evasive maneuvers meaningful. The basic magic never touches Sylvania’s body.
However, Lucy didn’t care and swung her arms as it was, expressing the basic fire magic ‘ignition’.
The flames that rose around Lucy obscured the view. Then, the foundation land magic ‘soil wall’ was manifested, and it hid itself between the rising walls.
At this point Sylvania noticed.
Lucy doesn’t really have any magic left anymore. Even the lieutenant’s magic, which can be manifested casually, has to be used sparingly.
The basic magic that has been rampant since before is proof of that. That Lucy Meryl uses basic magic. It’s like a small crossbow arrow coming out of a giant ballista.
Lucy thought as she ran across the mud wall.
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──Probably, you will die here.
In that case, you should at least take Sylvania with you.
Velbroque, the devastating catastrophe, said Ed Roth-Taylor had a way to stop it.
However, I have never heard of Sylvania Robester. The resurrection of the Great Sage Sylvania was entirely outside of Ed Roth-Taylor’s calculations.
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Magic duels are basically a firepower fight, but if you go into the details, there are a lot more areas of calculation.
And, the basic premise of calculation in a duel is to put one’s own safety first.
If you jump in with the intention of throwing your life away, it means you are out of the realm of rational calculation.
In other words, you will be able to outwit your opponent.
Only once.
If only he could create a gap to put a blow on Sylvania with his own life as collateral...
If you can hit a vital point in that way... you can at least get rid of the beginning of a disaster. The stake is Lucy’s own life.
At the end of the day, someone else will have to take down the Velbroque, but...
Lucy doesn’t doubt Ed’s words. The valve lock will be resolved somehow. If so, your role is also clear.
──Lucy set her arm on fire. Just for simple tricks.
It’s been a while... but a smudged burn caught my eye. It is probably a scar that will not go away even after a lifetime. The rush of pain will not be normal either.
A firm decision. Even two fakes using illusions in the first place are traps dug to make the situation more urgent and lead Sylvania to take hasty actions.
Three ice spears gathered around Lucy with only the magical energy gathered in this short time.
The strategy may have been Ed Roth Taylor’s method, but it’s possible because Lucy is able to draw out this ruthless lieutenant’s magic within a short period of a few seconds with basic magic response.
Sylvania didn’t have much time. Because of Lucy’s fake, the Holy Spirit’s magic was drawn out, so it took less than a second to gather the magic.
There is a limit to the Aspect Magic that Sylvania had gathered in that brief moment.
However, if you use it to defend against Lucy’s Ice Lance... you can avoid fatal injuries.
Although you cannot express high-ranking magic, you can exercise a certain amount of physical power by simply radiating the collected Holy Spirit’s magic.
– aan
All this flow of thought is completed in less than a second...
Lucy’s ice spear smashed into the square, and a huge amount of dust rose.
*“Wow, whoops...”
Lucy’s last attempt was made by all means available.
The last blow he tried to even burn one of his arms... unfortunately it missed.
“Heh heh... heh heh...”
Sylvania frowned and held her breath.
The ice spear pierced in front of her nose was forcibly twisted under the influence of the Holy Spirit’s magic and stuck in the empty ground.
But the ice spear would have ripped his head apart if the orbit had been slightly less deviated.
Lucy’s goal didn’t work out in the end.
One last variable that Lucy didn’t take into account. It was just ‘luck’.
In order to widen the attack range as much as possible, we drew out all the magic and realized three ice spears, but in the end, the space twisted by the constellation magic succeeded in breaking the trajectory of the ice spear.
Lucy, covered in blood, was strewn across the floor.
Sylvania frowned and looked at Lucy.
Sylvania may exceed Lucy in terms of the amount of absolute magical power, the ability to operate, and the size of the power itself.
However, even in the most extreme situations, the improvisation and improvisation that make up the environment just to take victory. A battle style that tries to win by forcing even a 0.1% chance.
That’s not something you can learn from a wizard.
Sylvania shook her head and again pointed her magic wand to Lucy, who was lying around.
He must never be left alive. The moment that thought filled his head, Lucy’s blood-red eyes flashed brightly.
Lucy, who suddenly opened her eyes, glanced at Sylvania. Gripping her teeth, she tries to draw her magic again. Now, only weak magic flowed out, which is embarrassing to even call it magic, but Lucy uses that magical power as a support to get her body up again.
Lucy raised her head difficultly with her rags draped in her school uniform and stared at Sylvania. There is still fighting spirit in the sound of breathing in hustle and bustle.
Lucy thinks.
Even when death approaches, I have no intention of running away.
Even when the fear of death crawled over his twenty-twenty body, the man always stood upright.
The same goes for you.
I have received a life, so I give my life for the man. In a way, it’s a story that can be taken for granted.
Even 10 seconds. No, just one more second... if you could tie Sylvania’s feet, that would make the man’s chance of surviving even 0.1% more certain.
He casually throws his life away as a stake.
That decision has never changed.
Even as she watched Sylvania unleash her magical powers, Lucy stood upright without shaking.
I wonder if there is any more resistant means... but that seems to be the end of it.
Your vision becomes distant in the bright magical light. Lucy gently closed his eyes.
I can feel the warmth of the bonfire.
Glockt’s appearance from under the duvet is now understandable.
At the end of my life, at the end of that life I thought was just a meaningless life...
Still, it was good to be alive. If you can monologue that... how meaningful it is in itself.
I think I finally understood the meaning of those words.
I met a man and died for him.
If you could recall that it was a meaningful life, how valuable would it be.
For that reason, a sly smile could flow out of Lucy’s mouth.
Like that, my vision became distant.
*- aah
However, the sight you see when you open your eyes is not the afterlife.
The reality is that there are still people who still bleed and somehow clench their teeth.
“Listen, Lucy.”
In the wreckage of the shattered spire, when he realized that he was in the arms of a man who was as bloody as himself... he was already losing his mind.
However, Lucy knows the smell of the man holding her.
In the smell of blood, the grassy smell that reassured Lucy so much rises.
“No matter what, never accept death...”
Sylvania’s magic was temporarily neutralized by Yenica Palerover’s spirit magic. It was a spell she used urgently, but just taking it, Yenica had to bite her teeth.
When Lucy opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Ed, who ran up to him and rolled on the floor to snatch her up, followed by the group blocking Sylvania.
It was Ed’s party who had escaped from the royal residence.
“You held up really well, Lucy... Really... You held up well... Thank you... But...”
Ed, who hugged Lucy, who had become seven years old, was already covered in blood.
It was difficult for both of them to be considered alive, but... somehow they were still alive with their teeth clenched.
“At all costs, resist death.... death... never accept it...”
Lucy opened her eyes and looked up at Ed.
Ed endured the pain in his body, but he hugged Lucy and stood up.
“We escape to the Ophelis. Reinforcements... they will gather there...”
Saying that, Ed bites his teeth while grabbing Lucy, who is drooping because of the lack of strength in his entire body.
Lucy looked up at Ed like that and immediately burst into tears.
Is it because he was relieved to find out that Ed was alive?
Or was he somehow relieved that he was still alive?
Perhaps, as if it was both... Lucy stopped crying while grabbing her distant mind.
The blood and tears of his face were terrifying, but Ed wiped Lucy’s tears away.