Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 185

The youngest son of the magic family, Episode 185,

Shinnyong warned of danger. Larsen also recognized the danger long ago.

‘Those guys.’

It is the god of death.

Based on the content of the novel that appears in the latter part of the work, it is a monster that became an 8-star swordsman and fought against Kashin, who had just begun to rule the world.

He was wearing a black hood. Inside the hood. I couldn’t see the face, but I could see the eyes glowing an ominous red color.

There was a bloody smell unique to monsters. There were no legs. It was floating and floating, but black energy was leaking out from its body.

‘There are a variety of weapons.’

Some were holding maces and others were holding rusty knives. Some were holding spears or bows, and some even had sticks. It seemed like there was someone who could even use magic.

‘It’s definitely dangerous.’

Dangerous. That’s for sure.

‘why?’

Because their abilities themselves are superior? That’s not it. After taking a closer look with Cheonan, I felt like I could understand the reason.

‘These are people whose attacks don’t work with normal attacks.’

I was able to realize The reason why Kashin, the main character in the latter half of the work, had a hard time dealing with those guys was because he didn’t have ‘heavenly power’.

In order to hit those guys, you need to use an attack imbued with ‘heavenly power’.

“Ralphon. “I’ll leave it to you.”

Otherwise, you have to hit him with a divine object.

“To me? “What’s so scary?”

“You can do it.”

Ralphon seemed to think about it for a moment, but then he showed his gums and smiled. I remembered the hero’s biography I saw a few days ago. Then courage welled up.

“This body. Are you going wild?”

Ralphon took out a black spatula. It was a little different from usual.

One step. I put my left foot forward and took a stance.

“I’ll slaughter you as much as I want.”

Ralphon seemed quite pleased with his appearance. In reality, he was self-absorbed. This line was from a hero book called ‘Biography of the Black Flame Hero’ that I read recently.

Ralphon jumped into the midst of the reapers. In a trance, he swung the black spatula. Shinnyong watched the situation as if he was a little dumbfounded.

“Is it easier to die than you think because I hit you with a sour cream?”

“I know. “I didn’t know it would be that bad.”

Larsen fought much better than expected. It was as if this place had been prepared in advance for Lalphon. It seemed like they fit together well and make Ralphon stand out.

“Eurachachachacha!”

Forget me, forget the world, and swing the spatula!

He swung his black spatula, exuding Ralphon’s will, which was similar to Grandel’s will. He, who was immersed in the hero’s biography, shouted.

“I’m cool!”

Thanks to Ralphon’s rampage, the reapers only flocked to Ralphon. But Larsen felt something strange.

‘This feeling…’

It’s a feeling I’ve felt before.

‘divine power.’

It is essentially the same as heavenly power, but when used by humans it is heavenly power, and when used by gods it is divine power. This is the power of God now.

Kugoogung! A mild earthquake began to occur.

This is where divine intervention began to apply. This feeling was similar to the energy I felt in the ‘North Sea’.

‘God is interfering.’

Some gods seemed to dislike Larsen himself having to face Alberto’s arrangements. Shinnyong seemed to instinctively realize that fact.

“master. “I don’t have much time.”

“okay.”

We can’t back down after coming this far.

“Ralphon. request.”

“okay. “Because I’m cool!”

Huh!

He swung a black spatula.

I’m a cool human being, so don’t worry about me being cool and move forward. Because I’m cool! I wanted to say that, but it seemed like I didn’t have the time.

The reapers continued to be created no matter how many times they were eliminated. If things continued that way, it seemed like Ralph would not be able to endure indefinitely.

‘Even if I can’t do it, I’ll be able to last 30 minutes.’

At least 30 minutes.

Up to 1 hour.

“The cool me will go wild here!”

I felt like I could endure that much. Inside, you must unlock all the keys to the ‘West Palace’.

I thought as I passed the group of reapers.

‘There is a high probability that that messenger was arranged by Alberto.’

It was like that from the first barrier. To break the barrier, the power of martial arts was needed. It was followed by the sacrifice of his teacher, Magner.

Next, heavenly power was needed. This was done by Ralphon.

‘I already predicted that I had a colleague and made arrangements accordingly.’

It’s a place you can’t come to alone without a friend.

‘Or maybe they decided that if they couldn’t pass this level of testing, it would be meaningless to get the arrangement.’

Of course, both the barrier and the Shinigami could have been handled somehow by Larsen alone.

Lassen is a person who has learned transcendental magic, which includes martial arts techniques. It would have been possible to break the barrier. I also learned heavenly power. I was able to fight the Shinigami well.

‘But if I had used up my strength first, I wouldn’t have made it to the end.’

It was made that way on purpose. This is that kind of place. I had to come to my senses.

Alberto and Kirtel seemed to have hidden what they thought was their ‘truly’ here. It is a trump card that stands against the ‘will of God’.

“master. What are you thinking about?”

“uh?”

Larsen came to his senses for a moment. wee. I felt like I was lost. I looked around.

This seemed to be the second floor of the temple. Just below. I couldn’t hear a sound, but I could see Ralphon struggling.

‘The sound is blocked.’

They were fighting so fiercely, but not a single sound was heard. Larsen walked down the hallway. Cracks were forming little by little on the wall.

‘I don’t have much time.’

There were several doors along the hallway. All doors were painted white. Larsen walked past the doors.

And in front of a certain door. I read what Larsen’s Cheonan is.

‘what?’

Inside the door.

Over there, beyond space.

There is something special about it.

Shinnyong seemed to have noticed that too.

“master. Are you going to go in here?”

“I think so.”

There are now about 25 minutes left. If Ralphon holds up well, there are about 55 minutes left.

I tried to open the door. I pushed the door.

‘Ugh…!’

Larsen’s palms were charred black. It felt like my palms were burning.

‘Magic?’

This was closer to a defensive magic than a barrier. Rosalind knew it too. He didn’t come forward right away.

“Breaking magic is your specialty, not mine.”

“Yes, but.”

Was it created simply to destroy magic?

“First of all, my magic skills are only level 5.”

“…only 5 circles?”

Rosalind almost got angry. A guy who was only in the 1st circle until just 5 years ago suddenly appears in the 5th circle and says, ‘only the 5th circle.’

I wondered who I was making fun of. However, I wasn’t angry because of the circumstances.

“It seems difficult to destroy magic.”

“then? “Is there a way?”

This place was created to avoid the eyes of God. You have to go through several complex paths to meet Alberto’s arrangement.

“there is.”

Larsen opened subspace and took out an artifact.

“This key.”

This is the key that Kashin, the main character of the novel, rescued. A key obtained from the Eastern Palace. The name was ‘Witches’ Key’.

“Where did you get that?”

“Kashin gave it to me.”

Rosaline stepped forward.

“Give me the keys.”

“why?”

“Why, why? “I think you might be the central figure in this case.”

“….”

“So it’s right for me to do anything that might be dangerous.”

“….”

Rosalind’s face turned a little red.

“Do not misunderstand. It’s not for you. I think you can only bring my uncle back if you resolve this matter well. So all I can do is help. And my body will be stronger.”

Although she said she was stronger, Rosalind was actually skeptical.

It is true that the body of a martial artist is stronger. Larsen That guy was a monster.

Because he was magic-based, he seemed to have better physical abilities than me, who was martial arts-based.

“I don’t know. Give me the key. “I’ll open it.”

“…Please.”

Larsen handed the keys to Rosalyn. Rosalind felt better after receiving the key. What can I say? I felt like I was leaving footprints in history.

“Still, I feel like I did what I did.”

The Witches’ Key.

Rosaline opened the door with that.

“Ahh!”

There was strong resistance. Rosaline gritted her teeth and held on. I inserted the key into the keyhole. Rosaline’s right arm melted. exclaimed Larsen.

“Don’t break down. It’s an illusion. “You still have the keys.”

The illusion of my right arm melting.

It is a terrible fantasy for a martial artist. I almost lost my mind for a moment. But Larsen’s words awakened Rosalyn’s spirit.

‘that’s right. I still hold the key.’

My entire right arm has melted, but I can barely feel the keys.

As Larsen said, this is an illusion.

Increased fighting power. Resisted the force of the door.

Crash.

The door opened.

Rosalyn collapsed. A hot haze rose from Rosaline’s body.

omg. omg. Rosalind let out a deep breath. The heat must have spread throughout my body, and even my breathing felt very hot.

“I’m going to get some rest.”

Larsen leaned Rosalyn against the hallway railing. Rosalind’s mind was becoming hazy.

I want to rest. I want to sleep. I think I’ll be fine if I just sleep for a little while and wake up. My eyelids were closed.

Larsen said.

“I’m resting.”

“okay.”

Rosalind sat leaning against the railing and looked at Larsen’s back as he walked away. Larsen’s back looked very broad. That old bastard was nowhere to be found. A voice was heard.

“I’ll be back soon. I’m waiting for you.”

I even heard that. Rosalyn laughed and lowered her head. Don’t act cool. I wanted to say it, but I couldn’t. I felt like I needed to sleep for a bit.

‘It’s just a little bit… but I think it was cool.’

Slur.

I fell into sleep. Rosaline muttered as if she were talking in her sleep.

“If you don’t come back… I’ll kill you.”

* * *

When I opened the door with the witches’ key and entered, a dark space appeared. It was a space with nothing.

Larsen felt momentarily confused. There is no ground under your feet. There are no walls and no ceiling. It was a space where only darkness existed. I lost my mind.

“master. “Get your mind straight.”

This is not a normal world. A place where ordinary humans go crazy just by entering. Shinnyong glanced at Larsen.

“You mean you called the owner to a place like this?”

Shinnyong seemed to feel something about this place.

“I can’t destroy everything.”

Shinnyong’s amber eyes began to glow gold. It seemed like something was continuously messing with the dragon’s mana. So that if you touch it, it explodes. Larsen said.

“calm down. Are you planning to kill me too?”

“I keep wanting to destroy everything.”

“why? “What kind of place is this?”

What kind of power is there that makes the dragon’s mana boil so much?

“I don’t know exactly.”

Shinnyong walked briskly. Even though there was no land, I walked as if there was land.

Shinnyong waved his finger in the air as if possessed by something. It seemed like a magic trick was being drawn. Larsen realized.

‘This is the dragon’s space.’

A place where something can be achieved only with the power of dragons, a race that transcends humans and cannot do anything with human power.

Every time Shinnyong’s fingers moved, a white trace was left behind. Soon, a white magic circle appeared at Shinnyong’s feet.

Kugugoogung!

An earthquake occurred.

It was a little different from the earthquake that collapsed the temple.

Hum-hum-

a low, low frequency sound rang out. A mana resonance phenomenon occurred. In an instant, the surrounding area was filled with mana. It was hard to breathe. Somewhere between air and water. It seemed as if something filled the space.

‘What is that again?’

A square tube was rising from the magic circle. And I was able to realize Larsen.

‘That coffin…!’

The material was unusual. Just looking at it made my eyes hurt.

‘Kelbone (龍骨).’

In other words, a coffin made of dragon bone was created.