Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 250

250. Clash (3)

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【This arrogant guy-】

【Can’t he fall down!]

The Dragon King shouted. Orsay, who had dug deep into his arms, was still drooping with his left neck bitten. I couldn’t find any dignity in the movements that reminded me of a ferocious fierce dog rather than a dragon.

The scales were so hard that the teeth couldn’t reach the flesh, but it was still a hassle. It could easily be shaken off by blowing a breath, but the conditions were not right because the wings and limbs were tangled.

【Fall down!】

At that moment, Orsay raised her left arm. The black grip was dyed red as if it had been heated by fire. Kwajik! The hand that flew in a short arc struck the dragon king’s chest.

[Geez!]

I tried to defend myself, but I was a step too late. The fingernails, which precisely penetrated the cracks of the scales, inflicted internal injuries. Once again, blood flowed from the Dragon King’s three mouths.

The huge body that seemed to never shake began to lean. Backtracking, he retreated to the edge of the peak. Soon after, Asher, who was riding on Orsay’s back, chanted an incantation.

“The Deep Frozen!”

A bluish condensation of mana shot from his fingertips. Dismissed! The mass of cold energy hit the spot where Orsay’s fingernails dug. The dragon king, feeling something strange, let out an angry roar.

【You’re not there. To Jim-]

【What did you do!】

“Hee hee hee!”

Asher freaked out and grabbed Orsay’s spine. At that moment, huge ice thorns began to rise from all over the dragon king’s body. The sight of the rapidly growing ice reminded me of weeds sprouting from paving stones on the side of the road.

[Kuh…?!]

The faces of the dragon king hardened. My body was getting heavy quickly. The cold air that seeped through the wound in his neck was spreading throughout his body.

Six pupils were fixed on Asher. I couldn’t believe it. Could it be that the magic manifested by that little human worked on him? The dragon king was in confusion.

【Away!】

Orse, seizing the opportunity, spread his wings and pushed him away. bang! The Dragon King, who was dangerously stepping on the edge, was pushed back. He lost his balance for an instant and his foot slipped off the edge of the tower.

【Oops…!】

【Well done. Go!]

The Dragon King began to fall. Orse laughed heartily and gathered his energy. In an instant, his blackened body was transformed into a human.

hooked! Orse, who had become a black man, put his hand inside his chest. Asher, who lost the handle, screamed.

“Huhhhhh! Aaaaagh!”

Asher was screaming with his foot on Orsay’s side. He didn’t take care of himself like Ronan or Schlieffen. When he was in his true form, the shoes made of ice were Asher’s only lifeline.

Chew! Then Orse pulled out his hand from his chest. In his red-stained right hand, he held a long spear.

Originally, it was a secret weapon made to defeat Navardoze. After a run-up, Orse jumped off the top of the tower. Aiming the blade of the spear at the dragon king’s chest, he began to dive.

【I’ll pierce it like this and let you vomit Navardoze’s whereabouts!】

Orse shouted. The spiral long spear was flickering while absorbing its unique black aura and surrounding mana.

Sensing the instinctive ominousness, the Dragon King frowned. I don’t know what it’s made of, but I didn’t think it would fit there.

【…You’re cheeky.】

The third head, worse than that, sighed. After taking control of his body for a moment, he spread the heat from the dragon heart all over his body. Kwajangchang! All the ice that restrained movement was smashed and collapsed.

“I can’t solve that!’

Asher was shocked. The dragon king’s hot blood melted even the cold air that flowed through his body in an instant. Faaaaang-! At the same time, a pair of folded wings unfolded as if exploding.

【Kuuugh!】

The wings covered with golden scales were so huge that it was impossible to capture them at a glance. Kwaaang! Orse, who had been blown away by the wind pressure, crashed into the outer wall of the Sky Tower.

The dragon king who shook off the ice flapped his wings. Normally, large birds take advantage of the wind and terrain to take flight, but the Lord of Adren did not need such miscellaneous help. His body, which surged with the gust of wind, reached the sky above the Sky Tower with just one flutter.

[Kuhuhh… the lord of miscellaneous dragons is raging.]

Orsay raised his head and clattered as if he was having fun. Asher, who had barely escaped becoming a rat, was weeping. Again, a thick shadow climbed over his body. Orse, who returned to his true form in an instant, let out a roar and soared.

【Kuaaa!!】

The air battle has begun. The two giant dragons climbed over the sky tower and rose above the clouds. First, Ajdahaka, who had the upper hand in altitude, let out a breath. Wow! Three beams of light fell on Orsay’s head. As he turned around the tower and attempted an evasive maneuver, the light beam followed his afterimage.

“Queueex!”

“Your Majesty!”

It must have been a terrifying attack, but the only problem was that the range of the breath was too long. The dragons that got caught up in coming to help the king were falling. The dragon king’s breath, which was strengthened by the power of the stars, erased even the scales of his own people without a trace.

【Your Majesty!】

A familiar voice suddenly rang out. Asher turned his head in the direction of the sound and raised his eyebrows. A dragon I had seen many times was approaching this way.

“Am I Naransonia?”

The dragon, whose entire body was covered with silver scales, was as beautiful as a moonlit artifact. It was the same dragon that had rammed himself and his friends.

I thought I lost my heart after being defeated by Ronan, but didn’t I? She dodged the beam, performing aerobatic maneuvers that surpassed Orsay’s. Naransonia arrived in an instant and blocked the way between Orsay and the Dragon King.

【Get out of the way, you steel prostitute. If you dare to stop me…!]

Orsay growled fiercely at the sudden intervention. It had the momentum to tear Naransonia apart at any moment. Red eyes were burning like embers.

However, she ignored Orsay and turned to the dragon king. As she spread her wings, dozens of steel thorns were fired at the dragon king.

【Forgive me for disloyalty!】

Kaga River! However, not even one of the thorns could pierce the Dragon King’s scales and bounced off. The Dragon King’s eyes widened after suffering an unexpected traumatic injury.

【Naransonia, this is right now-】

【What are you doing?】

Rather than angry, I was embarrassed. Among the many servants, Naransonia was a loyalist with a special meaning.

To think that she would attack herself by siding with that demonic dragon. It was a car that was clouded by the anger that crept up. Naransonia continued.

【Your Majesty, please open your eyes! The secret arts of the wicked are eating away at Your Majesty’s body!]

【…What?】

The Dragon King hesitated. Asher looked at him belatedly and sighed. His upper body, originally sparkling with golden light, was dyed a dull white.

It was as if a newly sprouted neck had taken root. Like trying to take control of your body. The third head growled.

【That’s bullshit. If you intend to betray me, I will kill you together.]

[Wait-]

[Wait…]

The other two heads were about to say something. The third head, which opened its mouth wildly, spewed out beams. Quaaaaaa! The sky was colored brightly. A white light that erased anything it touched hit Naransonia.

****

“It’s busy over there.”

Ronan looked up and shook his head. The thick layer of clouds was roaring as if it contained lightning. For an instant, the son-in-law, who had been bright as if struck by lightning, was covered in darkness again.

About ten minutes had passed since Orsay had separated. Up in the sky, the roars of giant dragons rang out sporadically.

He didn’t know what or how he was fighting, but it seemed like he had said everything, as long as the Sky Tower shook in the aftermath of the battle. He only hoped that the Dragon King’s breath, which sometimes tears through the clouds, would not fall only on his head.

“hmm.”

Schlieffen nodded. Their bodies were stained red with freshly coated blood. One of the believers who hesitated and withdrew muttered in disbelief.

“Damn it…how the hell can you protect me…!”

He was covering his wounded side with the palm of his hand. Red intestines flowed through the cracks of his fingers.

The smell of blood was thick. The summit of Skytower was covered with the corpse of Nebula Klagie. Of the sixteen corpses, two were bishops and three were Lycopos.

They didn’t commit to defense as always, but charged and ended up in blood. The protection of the stars, which boasted invincible defense, was torn like paper in front of Ronan’s knife.

Schlieffen’s storm sword, which dug into the place where the shield had disappeared, cut through their bodies. Ronan, who turned the knife around, said as if admonishing.

“The thought of relying on such a catch technique makes me sick. Do you remember the last time you trained?”

“What the hell did you do!”

At that time, the man who had been staggering from excessive bleeding screamed and rushed at me. His footwork was a mess, and his hand holding the sword was shaking.

“Sick.”

It was just pitiful to be like that at the level of a branch manager. Suddenly, the elf Brygia I met in the Baidian Mountains flashed through my mind. Looking back, that dwarf was really useful.

Ronan sighed and stepped forward. It was the moment when the new type of two people who had overlapped for a while fell. Puppy-! The man’s corpse, dismembered into seven pieces, collapsed to the floor.

“Heh uh uh…”

“Next.”

Consternation erupted from everywhere. Ronan slowly looked around. The believers whose eyes met hesitated and retreated. The previous momentum that threatened them was nowhere to be found in their white-faced faces.

“Come on, cowards. Can’t you even think about fighting because your balls are shrunken?”

The believers clenched their teeth in contempt, but were unable to step forward. If I had this much momentum, I thought I would be able to start slowly. Ronan, who aimed at them with the tip of his sword, opened his mouth.

“good. Then I’ll give you one last chance to live. Tell me how to keep the first star from coming down.”

“Yeah, how did you do that…!”

Upon hearing that it was the first star, the eyes of the followers widened. Of course, Ronan had no reason to answer, so he slowly walked forward with his sword raised.

It seemed that the ritual had already ended, but there might still be a way to stop it. It was a time when I had to walk on even vague hopes.

that buck Schlieffen and the followers of Nebula Klazie took a step back with each step he took. In the end, it was a car with despair on their faces as they retreated to the edge. An old man’s voice came from behind Ronan.

“What the hell is this?”

It was a strange, terrifying voice. In an instant, goose bumps ran through his body. Reflexively turning his head, Ronan’s face hardened like a stone statue.

An old man with a head taller than himself stood with his hands behind his back in front of him. The beard that flowed down to his chest looked like it could be wrapped around his forehead.

“What the fuck…”

Ronan’s eyes widened. I didn’t even notice when I came this far. Above his shoulder, sparkling mana surged like a beacon. Excluding Cain and Abel, it was no exaggeration to say that it was the most powerful.

“Hmm, that’s a good sword.”

It was the car Ronan was about to say. Suddenly the old man muttered, playing with his beard. In his left hand was a sword he had seen many times before. The longsword engraved with Grancia’s pattern was unmistakably Schlieffen’s.

“how…!”

Schlieffen’s brow narrowed. The sword that had been held in my hand until just now was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, an eerie sensation passed through Ronan’s back.

“Damn it!”

Ronan, who instinctively sensed the crisis, hurriedly stepped back. Chow ah! At the same time, red blood spurted down his shoulder blades. Sharp cuts were etched into the skin exposed under the shirt.

“You feel good.”

The old man widened his eyes. It seemed to ask if I avoided this. Ronan gritted it. If I had pulled out a little later, my arm would have been cut off.

“Oh, Ronan.”

Schlieffen hastily stretched out his hand. The sword in the old man’s hand changed into the form of wind and disappeared. He laughed at the sight of the hilt in Schlieffen’s hand again.

“her. It’s a strange ability.”

“Are you even a magician?”

Ronan spat on the floor and growled lowly. It was only for a moment, but I missed the action. Schlieffen quickly raised his sword and prepared for battle. The old man who looked at the two of them alternately opened his mouth.

“This is Alon Mondreira, Archbishop of Nebula Clazier. Let your self-indulgence end here.”