Swordmaster’s Youngest Son
chapter-547

C547

Excluding Ron, Jin was the only Warrior with the longest-reaching attack in the Sword Emperor Castle camp.

The Lightning Bolt wrapped in lightning retained its power even in the flames of the second version.

The sword energy, fiercely advancing, cut the runes and lines hidden in the depths of the second version's flames.

If he had done this before Jin had risen to the ranks of "powerful warriors," he would have faced many doubts and checks before undertaking such actions, so he might have missed the opportunity.

But not anymore.

He didn't have to explain how he knew the weakness of the second version and why one had to follow unfounded words.

Ron just had to act according to his will.

Because Jin hadn't disappointed those who believed in him, not even once.

The Vamel Alliance and the Sword Saints, who were cutting the runes and lines, checked that the flames of the second version were getting smaller and fading.

It was a disaster that came from perfect harmony.

Ron's formless sword wind that could protect and lift all allies, Jin's magical and dispelling ability, and the Warriors floating in the air.

Without any of them, this disintegration wouldn't have succeeded.

Even if they knew the dissipation, not many could handle the mana in this terrible hell and wield a sword correctly.

'For Jin-nim... He has the power to call victory. An inexplicable power.'

'How can you not serve my lord!'

The scene of the Vamel Alliance and Jin, and the Sword Saints blocking the second version while floating in the formless sword wind exuded a mythical atmosphere in itself.

It was full of a sublime feeling.

The desperate and pure struggle of those who would not yield, who would not bend, to protect something precious was always like this.

That's why those who opposed Zipple, even in the evil flames of the Second Version, in battles where they faced life or death every second, even as they swung their swords and shouted.

They could feel their insides being filled.

"Ugh..."

Kelliark swallowed the heat rising in his throat and opened his eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the blood drops flowing from his nose dyed his beard red.

"Patriarch!" Octavia shouted.

Not Cyron, not Ron.

It was difficult to accept the fact that Jin Runcandel had made the Patriarch bleed for the first time in decades.

Kelliark raised his hand towards her as if to reassure her.

Unlike the mana reflux reaction, his hand holding Hroti didn't tremble at all.

"It seems that Histor reported the weakness of the second version. Histor, they are terribly persistent..."

Kelliark was calmly recovering mana from the second version despite the mana reflux reaction.

He had long since surpassed the limit of the magician's "mana reflux."

There might be physical damage, but not being able to use mana due to reflux was no longer a problem for Kelliark Zipple.

It was not the power of the Demon God Orb, but an achievement solely of the human Kelliark Zipple.

"Octavia, I'll open the way again. Deal with the nuisances, so I can focus on Ron Hairan."

"Understood."

Kelliark's eyes tinted blue.

Blue Flame Gaze, Zipple's vision magic used by Myuron Zipple in the past.

Naturally, its power couldn't even be compared to Myuron's magic. At the same time, another flame formed in his left hand, and Hroti began emitting blue lightning bolts.

Kelliark also went beyond the scope of the "initial simultaneous chant" that uses three or more types of magic. He was using four major magical spells at the same time, up to the 2nd version whose recovery had not yet been completed.

Blue Flame Gaze.

Crazy Lightning.

Decimating Flame Orb Of The Dark Sky - Kelliark Zipple.

Decimating Flame Orb Of The Dark Sky-Second Version Of The Demon Empress.

Among them, the second version was quickly recovered and replaced by Zipple's ice barrier vision magic, 'Frost Hell.'

Each of these four magical spells had power comparable to the second version.

The total amount of mana was three times that of the second version, meaning that Ron's mana burden also increased by that amount.

Crazy lightning fell from the sky, and the second version that disappeared was replaced by the Decimating Flame Orb Of The Dark Sky enhanced by Kelliark Zipple, and a cold explosion echoed in the frozen air, and blue flames blossomed wherever his gaze landed.

And the advance of the invisible sword that had landed on the battlefield slowed down.

Ron's sword was losing strength as it clashed with Kelliark's magical spells.

The flight of the Warriors riding the formless sword became precarious.

Their center of gravity, which had been solid as if they were stepping on the ground, wavered, and fire, cold, and lightning attacked them from all sides.

Kelliark Zipple's power was completely beyond the realm of magic they knew.

More than magic, it approached an irresistible disaster.

The group gritted their teeth and had to find a safe path through the invisible sword, feeling like they were stepping on a bomb.

In the intertwined air of wild magic, a drop of cold sweat soaked their backs with each step they took.

Stepping on the frozen formless sword, they felt as if their ankles were about to be cut off...

And when they looked for a place to step back, two flames pressed against their entire bodies.

Crazy lightning easily pierced through their shields, and they felt like their wrists would explode if they were hit with a sword.

Until Ron reached the pinnacle, Kelliark Zipple was clearly the most powerful magician in the world.

The reason the group could even 'feel' that they were fighting against him was because Ron existed.

Jin knew nothing about the release of the casting of the new magical spells.

Even if he knew, he couldn't dissipate them in this state.

In terms of purely magical achievements, Kelliark was clearly far above what Jin had achieved.

That fact did not dampen Jin and the others' fighting spirit.

It only made things more complicated in their minds.

It pained them to figure out how they could reach the pinnacle of magic again.

"Yes, you can't claim to be the Zipple Patriarch if Jin takes you down. Isn't that right, Kelliark?"

Ron was in a completely different realm than those fighting in the sky.

That's why he wasn't worried like them.

For him, it was a matter of facing the strength.

Ron observed Octavia's battleship heading towards the castle.

Just as Kelliark entrusted Octavia to deal with the Vamel Alliance and the Sword Saints, Ron had to entrust them to Octavia.

The fight to focus on the opponent that suited each of them had begun.

Kelliark, Fleets, Dragon, and Ron.

Octavia, Specters, Vamel Alliance, and Sword Saints.

The battlefield was rapidly divided into different areas.

As Octavia approached, Ron gradually reduced the invisible sword wind protecting the allies...

And Kelliark also reduced the mana helping Octavia penetrate as the Vamel Alliance and the Sword Saints retreated.

Kelliark and Ron took less than three minutes to pour all their power onto each other.

At that moment, Jin's group and Octavia's battleship were on the ground, avoiding the clash between the two giants in the sky, settling on the plain in front of the Sword Emperor Castle.

Those who hadn't reached the level couldn't even breathe properly in the overwhelming battlefield storm.

Octavia's battleship landed on the ground as if crashing. Due to being swept by sword strikes and magic, it was already half-destroyed and unable to function correctly.

Even that was the result of Octavia and the Specters desperately extending a protective shield.

They had much longer flight distances compared to Jin's group, meaning they had to endure even more the power of the two giants.

"Jin Runcandel...."

In Octavia's dark and deep voice, there was a profound killing intent in her eyes as she looked at Jin.

Even beyond the hoods of the Specters, the bloodlust vibrated everywhere.

All of them had memories of losing members because of Jin.

"Octavia Zipple."

"I never expected letting you live after leaving the island of Beradin would become such a troublesome issue."

Octavia was recalling the conversation she had with Murakan that day.

-Do you think Runcandel can defeat us and ascend to the throne of the world? You must have forgotten your old Contractor's lesson from a thousand years ago.

-[Kekeke... Hahaha! Who said anything about the Runcandel Family becoming the king on the surface? I mean my current Contractor. You're making noise without even knowing that today was the last chance to change the future.]

Back then...

Octavia couldn't help but mock the grandiose words that Jin Runcandel, not the Runcandel Family, would become the king on the surface.

Then, a terribly unpleasant memory came to her mind, and that unpleasant intuition continued to wrinkle Octavia's forehead.

She had never felt such an ominous sensation in her entire life.

Why?

And how?

It was in early 1798 when she failed to kill Jin in the Beradin village.

Now, it was April 1800, so not even two years had passed since then. However, during those two years, Jin had become incredibly strong, a true giant, facing her directly in the war.

In just two years...

"First of all, I truly salute you. Jin Runcandel, you're a crazy and impressive human being. It's inexplicably impressive... you even survived after meeting me and Hedo-nim."

Jin didn't respond.

Objectively, the Vamel Alliance and the Sword Saints were clearly inferior to Octavia and the Specters.

The 30 members of the Specters, directly led by Zipple's second in command, were at a level that could only be faced with the First Division of Runcandel, including the Black Knights.

If the Sword Saints hadn't executed the seal called Supreme Sword, the odds of winning wouldn't have existed in the first place.

'Even if I use the Sword of the Reign of the King of Legends, the chances of winning are not very high. But if they push me... My Family won't be able to keep watch.'

While Jin thought, Rosa read the flow of the battle and inferred the situation Jin was facing.

'The younger one's power can't match Octavia and the Specters. Will the Hidden Palace Master participate in the war? I'll have to send the Black Knights if she doesn't step forward.'

Even if problems arose later in the negotiations with Zipple, even if they entered into total war, Runcandel couldn't afford to lose Jin now.

Rosa thought the same.

However, instead of relying on the Family, Jin considered stopping Octavia by bringing out the variable he had, the Sword of the Reign of the King of Legends, to the limit.

The odds of winning were low, but there was still a chance.

Because Jin had countless victories with such low odds so far.

'If my mother intervenes, Dante's survival chances will disappear completely. My Family is here only to destroy or obtain the White Stone; anything else doesn't matter at all.'

Above all, that was what mattered.

Dante, his friend, could have already reached a state of "no return."

Jin had no intention of severing his bond with him, regardless of the circumstances.

Octavia was seeing through Jin.

"You want to save your friend. But if your Family steps forward, he will surely die. If you had handed him over, you could have saved your friend. An 80% chance, as our Patriarch said."

"Do you think Runcandel will step forward to save one person, Octavia Zipple?"

"Absolutely. Now you have such a position within Runcandel."

"Thank you for the compliment, but that won't happen."

"You must be saying that because you still have hidden power. I'm looking forward to it; show me everything."

"And rather, you'd better pray that my Family doesn't show up if you want to live."

Octavia smiled.

She didn't fear Rosa stepping forward herself.

"Now that I think about it, I don't see your Guardian Dragon. I have something to return to him..." Octavia said but stopped abruptly.

It was because two black stars suddenly rose over the sky, where Kelliark's magic and Ron's sword clashed wildly.

She had seen the same thing two years ago.

["Bastard!"]

Murakan.

[Jin.]

and Misha.

Two Guardian Dragons of Solderet's Contractor descended towards Jin.

At the same time, Octavia, herself, felt the terrible discomfort pressing on her brain once again.