Chapter 549  

C549

Now, the Runcandels were closely examining the battle situation.

As Ron and Kelliark were engaged in a serious fight, no one on the battlefield was aware of their location.

The battlefield was a chaotic landscape, as if the entire sky were exploding.

All the Runcandel Knights who were watching couldn't help but shudder.

"Ron Hairan..."

Rosa spoke softly.

Surprisingly, Rosa's voice was filled with a lot of regret.

The reason for such regret was none other than the absence of their Patriarch.

If only Cyron Runcandel, Luna, and the former Black Knights were here at this moment...

And if only Ron Hairan had sought Runcandel's help.

It was all because of the idea that today could mark the end of the thousand-year war between Runcandel and Zipple.

No one expected Ron to be so close to reaching the Genesis Knight's mastery.

"Lady Acting Patriarch."

The commander of the Black Knights, 'Stam,' stood next to Rosa.

He was the only person who could directly discuss the current war situation with Rosa.

"Stam."

"How do you see this?"

Stam was asking whether Ron Hairan could really win in the fight against Zipple.

"Without Kadun and Hedo, Kelliark's odds don't seem high. No, even if they were here... I don't think Ron would lose that easily."

"I think so too. Unless it's our Patriarch, no one can defeat the current Ron Hairan."

"But still, sir, you seem skeptical about getting involved in the war. Probably for the same reason as me."

Stam nodded.

Slowly but clearly.

Zipple showed signs of distress.

Despite that, they kept up the momentum without considering a retreat, and they hadn't sent anyone to negotiate with Runcandel.

What that meant was clear.

"Yes, Zipple must have means to turn the situation around on their own."

"Seeing that they don't even pretend to be cautious with us, it must be a very secure means. I think it's the replica of the Origin Orb that the Patriarch mentioned in the past."

Cyron had assessed that power as dangerous.

It was truly a rare case for him to use the expression "danger."

"This time, we may have to settle for confirming that power. What if the Black Knights who went to the Black Sea return without encountering the patriarch?"

White Stone.

Both judged that once Ron was defeated, it would be difficult for Runcandel to possess it.

They also thought that a total war should never be waged if Zipple made a formidable move and Ron couldn't deal a serious blow to them.

"Lady Acting Patriarch."

"Speak."

"Would it be acceptable for me to infiltrate the battlefield with three Black Knights?"

Stam was concerned about Jin's survival.

If Kelliark pulls out a means that can defeat Ron, it was doubtful that Jin could survive.

It was confirmed that the battlefield was divided between Ron and Kelliark, Octavia's Specters, and Jin's group. In the first place, Stam had the perception that Jin would be in danger even before Zipple made a formidable move.

"Do it. I think it seems necessary."

"I won't intervene unless it's right before the battle."

"That's how it should be. And one more thing, make sure to bring him back alive."

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Blood spurted from Octavia's shoulder.

Since all the Specters' magic was focused on Octavia, their joint efforts were destined to become somewhat boring.

Originally, that should have been the case.

However, Octavia was a magician capable of handling the "light attribute," which was said to have been lost long ago.

"Predestined fate... Maybe because you're a Dragon, you don't know much. The history of mortals, including humans, has always been an effort to go against the absurd principles and laws set by the Gods. Just like we changed the incurable disease into curable, and just like one would turn misfortune into fortune."

A fist-sized orb of light materialized at the tip of Octavia's wand. When the orb touched her shoulder, the light penetrated, and the wound healed rapidly.

"Even light magic was cut off, with the Gods murmuring that it was predestined fate. They said that mortals should not possess something completely flawless."

Light magic is almost a dream for all magicians.

The legendary transmitted light magic is an attribute that can handle attack, defense, and healing at once, and its power differs significantly from other magical spells.

Also, lost dark magic can achieve all that, but it always requires catalysts and sacrifices.

Light magic has no such restrictions. The only thing it consumes in return is mana.

So, the light magic extending from her staff formed wings on Octavia's back.

"So don't speak as if challenging fate is a great sin, Black Dragon Misha. It's disgusting and hard to listen to."

While the light wings stretched forward, a sharp sound of cutting wind resonated.

Shards of cutting light shot out like arrows, and Misha spun her dark lance to block the attack.

However, the scattered light shards exploded in all directions.

Misha used her footwork to avoid the explosion, and the rest of the Warriors dealt with the aftermath.

Zipple's second-in-command position was not handed to her on a silver platter.

She was a bit tired from enduring the battle between Kelliark and Ron, but only the Specters were heavily affected by that.

Octavia was a magician who had already entered the realm of "transcendence," so her physical burden was not a big issue.

As long as she didn't face overwhelmingly powerful enemies from her perspective.

"I don't know why you suddenly mention the Gods. Is it difficult for you to understand that your actions were offensive to my standards, and I simply want to give you punishment for that?"

"Life is too short to worry about such things. As you expressed out of a sense of superiority, we are mortals."

"And you are the ones who erased the history of Tzenmi, the Archmage most beloved by the light."

Bang!

Octavia's light magic and the dark lance clashed constantly.

Octavia, who began to use her light magic seriously, showed no signs of being repelled even in close combat against Misha.

Jin and Misha were dealing with Octavia and the rest of the Specters.

Murakan also tried to focus on Jin and Misha, but he retorted.

"Hey. Protect our allies while playing the role of my Shadow Energy source. It's much more effective for you to handle that over there if you want to capture it. Don't waste your energy attacking and charging."

[What did you say? Shadow Energy source? Me, Murakan? Ha! Are you crazy?]

"I don't have the luxury of worrying about your feelings, so shut up and listen."

[Doesn't matter... Tch!]

The black smoke emanating from Murakan enveloped Misha.

The black lance and armor became even more dyed in black, and Misha's movements became sharper.

While the Lord's sword formation was executed, the Specters' magic couldn't be directed towards Jin, Misha, and Octavia at all.

The patterns on the bodies of the sword saints became increasingly ugly.

Deep wrinkles appeared on the hand holding the sword, revealing the fact that they were aging rapidly.

Jin felt uneasy about this development, but Ruyan said.

"Jin-nim, don't worry about us. We won't collapse until the end of this war."

The entire sky and earth vibrated wildly from the impacts of the war.

The aftermath of the battle in the sky hit the ground like a cannon shot, but no other clash intervened in the battlefield between Jin, Misha, and Octavia.

Fourth Technique of the Battle God of the Sword of Legends Erosion.

Taking advantage of the time gained by Misha...

Jin stabbed Sigmund in front of Octavia and used the Battle God's Technique; Erosion.

A pillar of lightning rose, and a thousand blue points headed towards Octavia.

Right after Jin summoned Bradamante, the erosion lightning bolts spread along the mark.

As the lightning bolts started to fall, Octavia had already left the area where the mark concentrated, leaving only persistent traces of light where she had been.

'The battle reached the point where I have to use a battle god's technique to create an opening.'

It wasn't easy even to create an opportunity for an attack without that level of technique.

Fortunately, Octavia was facing a similar situation.

She had no choice but to use magic at the level of a secret technique to attack Jin and Misha.

Amidst the tangle of lightning and elemental magic, the three individuals were limited to observing each other through their afterimages.

Bang!

The tip of Octavia's wand stabbed someone in the chest.

Thus, she concentrated her mana at the tip of her staff and burst it, only after seeing how the opponent was torn apart could she recognize who it was.

Jin Runcandel?

No, it must be a Shadow Energy doll created by the black dragon.

Octavia calmly prepared for her next move.

Looking around, she could see Shadow Energy dolls everywhere.

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Octavia couldn't rule out the possibility that they were all baits or traps.

Every ten dolls were in different postures.

The posture of wielding the Shadow Blade and the Lance Without Shadow.

Which one was real, and were the displayed sword and lance techniques just illusions?

Octavia had no way of knowing.

Handling all of them at once should solve the problem.

A glow hovered over her hilt and staff.

She intended to completely erase the battlefield where the three were fighting with light-element magic.

"Quaaak...!"

The moment Octavia shouted, the Shadow Energy dolls that rushed towards her exploded or melted in the shockwave of light.

Were they all illusions?

I didn't perceive any resistance.

If so, it has been proven that the attack on the illusion was an illusion.

Thanks to this, it is possible to eliminate one of the trap elements.

At that moment, Jin and Misha briefly left the battlefield while taking advantage of the opportunity to place the doll.

They headed directly to the terrain where the group and the Specters were fighting.

Both took the opportunity to surprise attack the rear of the Specters facing the group, managing to behead one individual.

"It's like watching a stupid bullfight, Octavia Zipple. Did you really think we would concentrate all our power only on you?"

Misha spoke with a smile, and Jin shrugged as he tossed the decapitated head of the Specter.

"Specters have never had a favorable outcome when facing me. Now there are only twenty-nine left. How many do you think will survive and return?"

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