Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 550

Chapter 550,

Chapter 145. Foreshadowing (19)

Octavia’s trouble was that she was fully focused on the two of them.

To be precise, I would have to express that I couldn’t afford it.

It wasn’t that Murakan wasn’t worried about Misha for nothing. There were fewer than 10 people in the world who could afford her.

In addition, since Jin was also joining forces, it was not easy for Octavia to fight with the entire Observer.

However, on the other hand, Jin and Misha also failed to attack Octavia directly even after erosion. As much as that, her magic was forming a perfect combination of defense and defense.

“The dead wraith showed a loophole while avoiding your magic.”

It was as it was said. The dead specter was no different from the magic that Octavia had just used to deal with the aura doll.

“You can understand that even if you don’t kindly explain it, Misha.”

“okay? I was just telling you to go up some medicine.”

“Then it is a success. If you want a little more messy fight, I’ll gladly do it.”

Octavia aimed her staff at the Barmal Alliance and the Sword Saints.

“We have also overcome the providence of death. But aren’t you?”

“Murakan!”

The hundreds of beams of light from the wand were faster than Misha’s voice. The light beam casually tore apart the aura barrier of Murakan blocking the way, aiming at the warriors inside.

Through the torn aura curtain, I could see the warriors cutting the beams.

In particular, the sword of Ruyan, the head of the Sword Saint, stood out. As soon as the curtain was pierced, Ruyan stepped forward alone and showed his supernatural strength by single-handedly cutting out about 50% of the light that had penetrated inside.

After that, the rest of the Sword Saints and the Bamal Alliance took on the bombardment of the Wraith.

“Cheukhak!”

It was Lata’s scream. While assisting Amela, who was relatively weak in close combat, she was hit by a beam of light in her chest.

“You cute ears!”

“Call me that way even in this crazy situation!?”

“You are a cutie! Are you okay!?”

“If you have the mind to do that, try making something like a shield with a tableware!”

“It’s all broken!”

Fortunately, Lata’s injuries were not deep, but in a battle like this, even that would quickly become apparent.

Following Valkas and Frochi’s brother and sister, Amela, Casimir, Alisa, Julian, Kuzan, Murakan, and even the five swordsmen of Hiran who opened the sword of the king, they are in a defensive posture.

Octavia’s magic overpowered them all too easily.

“Looks like you still have time to scream.”

Just as the beam was about to spread again, Jin and Misha again blocked Octavia’s path. Bradamante, stained with dark spears and auras, was falling on her back and face.

Once again, only afterimages remained in the place where the sword and spear were pierced. Octavia stirred up the battlefield with a mobility so fast that it was impossible to think of it as a wizard.

Every time she changed position, flashes of light stung her eyes, and the divided battlefield on the ground became one again.

If Jin was alone, it would have been impossible to fight while protecting allies. A few were already mortally wounded, or perhaps even dead.

‘You have to concentrate. If you show an opening, Octavia will now attack the teammates in the back, not me and Misha-sama.’

Spirited sword 1 set Soul cut 2 set Scissors 7 set Shadow assault.

The swords, which were always used as a means to create variables at the moment of death, were scattered nonstop.

Occasionally, attacks reached Octavia, but only minor cuts or scratches.

The thunder of erosion was coming to an end. When the thunderbolt stops, Octavia should be able to attack the friendly camp more freely.

He had to prepare the most powerful magic sword without stopping in check. Misha also had the same thoughts as Jin.

Also, they had to think ‘next’.

Even if the battle with Octavia is over, the war will continue. Kelliac is now being pushed back, but it was unknown how the battle situation would change the moment the demon stone was unlocked.

That’s why Jin chose the sword, not the king’s sword.

‘I’ll unleash the demonic sword Sir Hedo said.’

Octavia had accurately predicted Jin’s secret magic sword. Hedo also heard about the power of fire, so he finished worrying about how to deal with it.

Karreuk-!

In the light scattered everywhere, red flames suddenly spread. It was Octavia’s eyes that were spreading the flames.

Hongryeon’s Mystic Eye – Octavia Ziple

It was Octavia’s decisive battle that transformed Blue and Hwa’s Mystic Eye. Improved so as not to lose power even in ‘real blue flame’.

‘The problem is not Jin Runkandel’s magic sword, but Misha’s black spear.’

Even Octavia couldn’t have predicted that.

After the battle with Misha on the island of Beradin two years ago, Octavia searched all records of Ziple to find information about Misha.

There were not many records left. All of the previous wraiths who fought with her either died or went mad, so they couldn’t leave proper records.

‘However, most of the way Misha killed the previous wraiths was not in a head-to-head confrontation, but in the form of a grueling assassination over a long period of time.’

This was the reason why the observatory of the predecessors did not leave a proper record. Like a ghost, she had been physically and mentally killing the previous Wraith Corps for decades.

‘There must be something. The inaction that has already been proven so far is transcendental.’

whatever it is

Octavia was confident to face it head-on. The position of the second magician of Ziffle was never obtained in vain.

Rather than grabbing like a spirit doll, a clash of pure strength and power was what Octavia wanted most.

Hongryeon’s eyes melted the earth. The feet of the warriors were deeply embedded in the molten ground, and the smell of burning skin emanated.

One by one, the wounded began to appear in the friendly camp. Lata breathed heavily and took a step back, and Casimir and Amela Fey managed to deflect the magic aimed at him. However, they also had handfuls of fresh blood on their lips.

Yulian’s lightning bow ‘Harmilla’ rather fired a thunderbolt stronger than before, but it was close to the last desperate attempt. Kuzan, who covers him, continues to drink extreme poison to try to recover his vitality, but even that is not long.

Valkas, the fully armed Alisa, and Murakan and the Sword Saints were holding on, but at this rate, it was only a matter of time before the dead appeared.

Octavia’s attack was added, and the king’s checkup was also slightly disturbed.

However, in the declining world, the Sword Saints and their comrades. They didn’t think they would die soon.

It wasn’t because they thought they were superior to the Wraith and that Jin and Misha were stronger than Octavia.

power of existence.

The mysterious and inexplicable power that the old Runcandels felt from Temar and that Thalaris had identified from Jin was pushing away the fears of his comrades.

Octavia also looked straight at the power emanating from Jin. I focused more on clearing that dirty intuition.

‘This, like Misha’s spiritual doll, will still be closer to an illusion. Before it becomes real…’

I’ll break it.

At that moment, Jin’s secret magic sword was opened.

Just as Octavia expected.

“Do you think you can do anything about this body with the remnants of the old Runkandel!”

Kazijijik-!

Red lotus flames were rising as if a mountain had risen out of nowhere.

And the magic of the wind is mixed in it. She was the new contractor for Melzaire, the god of wind, and Jin could only realize that fact.

The wild and ferocious wind, incomparable to the magic of Andrei Ziple, who was called the Wind King, was blowing the fire of the red lotus.

The storm of red lotus created in this way swallowed up the flame of the fire that had just begun to bloom.

The blue flame, which should be connected from point to line and from line to plane by riding the runes left by Sarah Runkandel, was being engulfed in red lotus.

The runes were scattered in the wind and could not be easily found, and Jin’s body, which had become the fire itself, shook precariously as if it would disappear at any moment.

The scattered lights of Octavia were replaced with fire magic, further strengthening her magic.

Octavia judged that it overpowered Jin’s fire. All the essence of the mage named Octavia was filling the battlefield on the ground.

‘Are all that’s left now is Misha’s decisive battle?’

It didn’t seem to be a problem no matter where it flew. The wind and the power of Hongryeon had already completely made the area her domain.

But next moment.

Octavia couldn’t help but wonder why Jin’s blue eyes were… so calm and solid.

It wasn’t the look in the eyes of the person who blocked the blow of conversion.

[Hey… It’s been a while since I’ve seen this again. I forgot.]

Contrary to Octavia’s thoughts, Misha did not prepare her own decisive battle.

What she prepared was a reenactment of the battle she fought with Sarah Runkandel a thousand years ago.

Just before opening fire, Jin was able to receive these words from Misha in the fire.

‘Even if the flames are extinguished by Octavia’s magic, do not be afraid. I will be your strength.’

Misha, who had transformed into her true form, was spreading her wings on Jin’s back. Just as he protected Sara’s back on a terrible battlefield a thousand years ago.

The reason why so many wizards in the world always choose Solderlet as the best god is no different.

It was because of the superiority of the power called ‘reiki’. Wizards have always longed for solderlets to open new horizons in their magic through the power of aura.

And, although most wizards do not know, Reiki is originally a power that is more suitable for a sword than magic and a magic sword rather than a sword.

Misha had always supported Runkandel in this way.

[Did you say it was the remnant of the old Runcandel?]

Misha’s wings were dyed blue.

In addition, the fire that wrapped around the camp regained its breath, and Sarah’s runes, which were lost in the storm of crimson lotus, returned to their original place as they became stronger.

The crimson fire and the winds of Melzaire were pushing away. The more he did, the more Octavia released more magic power, and she was clearly ahead of her in terms of power.

However, there is no choice but to have a limit when it comes to dealing with ‘force’.

[That’s a misnomer. This child’s demonic sword is the current Runcandel itself. Cheeky mortal of Zipple.]

Runcandel magic sword secret

fire – Jin Runcandel Shadowless window Dark spirit 無影槍 黑影

When Jin fired Bradamante, black and blue flames hit Octavia like a tidal wave.