Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 548
Chapter 548 Chapter
145. Omen (17)
It was no coincidence that Murakan met Misha after escorting Quikantel. It was also no coincidence that Jin had not been able to visit Misha’s hideouts until now.
-If you’re that worried, I’ll give you an order to increase the number of people tracking Misha. Maybe this will help alleviate your anxiety?
-[…Okay, I get it. I think it would be much better if Murakan’s sister was captured.]
-It’s a pity that I missed it by a short car a while ago. Anyway, I care more about my son than the Twelve Horsemen or the Black Dragons.
Misha has been hiding from Ziple’s pursuit.
And, realizing that the atmosphere in the empire was unusual, he was preparing to meet Jin.
Even after the Geomwang Holy War began, she had no choice but to be cautious about participating in the war.
It was because if she was seriously injured in this war, irreversible setbacks could occur in all the work of Solderlet, which she supervised.
However, Jin’s death or capture did not end to setbacks, so she immediately joined Murakan and stood here.
As Jin’s other guardian dragon, her first duty was to protect him.
Misha transformed into a human and took a seat next to Jin. Murakan stood behind them like a great black mountain, his amber eyes burning like flames.
“It’s been a while.”
More than anything else, I felt that Misha’s strong yet elegant voice was reassuring.
‘If this is the case, I might be able to subtract the Myeongwang Reign Sword from the calculation.’
The King’s Reign Sword was literally the last resort. Even if he spreads his sword and defeats Octavia and the Wraith, Jin, who has spread the King’s reign sword, will never be able to directly confirm the end of this war.
Even so, the only reason I had the Myeongwang Reign Sword in mind was because that was the only answer.
Misha is by far the most powerful dragon as far as Jin knows. It was good to see him beating Murakan, who had regained his 40% strength, casually.
This time, Murakan had said nonsensical things to Misha on the way back, so there were traces of aura flowing like blood on his lips.
It wasn’t a serious injury, but as always, it looked like it had been hit properly.
“I wanted to meet you Missha.”
“It will be. I have many stories to share with you. But before that…”
A black spear formed in Misha’s hand.
The spearmanship, which Temar directly named ‘A Spiritless Window’, stopped Octavia and Jin’s Wraith on the island of Beradin two years ago.
“First of all, we need to get rid of the people who get in the way of our meeting. Are we old? It’s Ziffle’s child.”
Octavia’s eyebrows twitched.
“Black Dragon Misha… 2 years ago and now. I thought he only had a knack for running away, but he also has a knack for scratching people. You must have been busy avoiding pursuit, but you managed to find it here.”
Then Misha smiled brightly.
“I felt it even two years ago, but you. Shouldn’t you grow some saplings? Even Leeol Ziple was extremely cautious when talking to me, but the way he talked casually made me feel uncomfortable…” Everyone who heard that voice seemed to run
cold blood down their spines.
Murakan, in particular, hadn’t seen Misha show off her sincere anger in a long time.
‘I’ve never seen a mortal survive gracefully by touching this hideous fiend’s temper… That guy named Octavia will never be able to go comfortably today or anytime.’
Of course, Octavia wasn’t intimidated at all.
“exactly? I didn’t know. Let’s tell the family officers. If there is a record of Riol’s predecessor using honorific words for you, erase them.”
[Hey hey hey. You’d better stop.]
Murakan opened his mouth reflexively, read Misha’s mood, and then cut off his words.
Naturally, Murakan wasn’t trying to give advice because he was worried about Octavia.
It was only that he was worried that the ferocious monster would somehow release the remaining irritation and anger on himself in the future.
‘Oh Mr. That maniac is now old enough, so I have no choice but to pray that he doesn’t do such a thing. Let me regain all my strength…’
It wasn’t just Jin who was reassured by the unexpected appearance of Misha. The Barmal Union and the Sword Saints felt the same way.
They were shocked that there was no gap between her and her back, standing next to them in front of them.
‘That’s the second guardian dragon of Master Misha, the black dragon. The atmosphere is no joke.’
‘Murakan-nim described it as a terrible being even talking about it, and the rest of the family seemed to be very afraid… It’s really amazing.’
‘It’s scary, it’s really scary. I have to look good.’
Lata and Barkas Amela thought. Everyone else felt the same way.
“For how long?”
Aura spread from the black spear and formed black armor on Misha’s body. After finishing her armament, Misha looked exactly like the god of death in the legend.
“You would think you could erase history at will. But you’d better look straight ahead. That the world you dream of is already crumbling.”
Quaaaaaagh-!
Coincidentally, the moment Misha finished speaking, the sky lit up and there was a deafening explosion.
Cozek’s ship’s cannon imbued with Kelliac’s magical power collided with Ron’s sword.
space no. The entire sky was distorted by the impact and created a whirlpool.
It was such a force that it shattered even the protective shield that both Jin and Octavia had maintained together.
The wizards reflexively chose to open their shields again, and the warriors decided to pounce on them.
Jin didn’t even need to give a command or signal.
Close combat with incredible speed. That was the only thing a warrior could do against top-notch wizards.
Hey hey-!
The black spear stretched out first, and then the eyes flashed. Just like two years ago, Misha showed her strength this time too, bursting the middle of Octavia and the Wraith’s shield with a single blow.
As if Octavia had expected that much, she immediately launched light magic as a counterattack, and at the same time tried to bind Misha with magic.
Thirty wraiths reacted almost as fast as Octavia and exploded their magic. All kinds of great magic were being chanted nonstop.
The swords of the Barmal Union and the swordsmen also created a wave of sharp aura.
Dozens of swords and staffs were entangled, and each time the earth screamed and caused an earthquake.
‘At this level, it’s worth it.’
In fact, Octavia and the wraith were a little tired.
As evidenced by Octavia’s ship, which was completely destroyed as soon as it hit the ground, their path through the battle of the giants was much longer than that of the Geomwangseong camp.
Still, it was enough to deal only with the Barmal Union and the Sword Saint, but the story was completely different now that Misha had participated.
It wasn’t just that the odds of winning were slightly higher.
Misha was stronger than Jin thought, and above all. He had the experience of dealing with the magic unit called ‘Wraith Corps’ for a longer time than anyone else in the world. for a thousand years.
Even the observatory she remembered was incomparable to the present. Just like the difference between the Runkandel Teenage Knight and the Black Knight.
“A while ago, you expressed that I ran away after fighting you on that island. Is that so?”
Misha’s black spear grazed Octavia’s cheek. The blade of the spear entered again between the splashing drops of blood, and Octavia blocked the attack by striking the ground with her staff, creating a light-attribute shockwave.
And through that gap, a light-speed thrust spread out. If it hadn’t been for the shield of the Wraith, even Octavia would have been mortally wounded.
“On that island, I just fought the battle while killing as few of you as possible. why? Killing too many can make you tired in the future. Things like Zipple are far from being clean like winning and losing.”
“You’re good at bluffing.”
Like Octavia’s answer, it was a bit pretentious, but not completely false.
However, all the magic of Octavia and the Wraith was strangely unable to harm Misha.
It was thanks to the swordsmen of Jin and Barmal’s union that she endured, but the key was the fact that she fully understood the magic of the current generation of Wraiths. Because of the battle two years ago.
Also, Misha couldn’t help but shed a cold sweat when Jin first met Misha and saw that ability.
He had very strange abilities.
“You’re good at bluffing.”
Startle…!
Octavia had no choice but to turn her head for a moment at the sudden ‘her own voice’. Even though the enemy’s black spear lurks in front of my eyes.
It was an unavoidable force majeure. In the next moment, what came into Octavia’s eyes was another self standing in the exact same shape as herself.
Of course, it was a fake formed by Misha’s spirit. However, the fake was saying this to Octavia.
“What is this?”
what is this
A look that doesn’t understand why I’m still there instead of me. At that moment, Octavia intuitively realized that all of this was Misha’s ability and tried to deal with it.
It’s already too late. Showing a gap in a fight is always fatal. Especially if you’re dealing with someone like Misha.
Poo-!
A black spear pierced Octavia’s shoulder.
“It means that he is the leader of the specter in a ho-like manner. I also avoided Yongke. I wanted to get rid of that unlearned snout.”
The Wraith stepped forward, and Octavia stepped back, leaving Misha at a distance.
Unlike their drastic change in formation, Misha was smiling as if she had no intention of continuing additional attacks.
And he said:
“Like you, I also went against the providence once. How is it not feeling so good? That’s what you guys are doing.”
Fake Octavia disappeared and that moment.
The dawn sky was distorted once again.
The confrontation between Ron and Kelliac was getting more intense as time went on. Victory went to Ron. His swordsmanship was gradually pushing away Keliac’s magic.
“Your chief seems to be being pushed back by Geomhwang. Somewhere, Runkandel must be waiting for an opportunity. Even so, the fact that there is no sign of retreat must mean that there is a corner to believe in something, right?”
whatever it is
You will die without seeing the result.
When Misha continued to talk behind her back, Octavia had no choice but to grit her teeth.