Academy Genius Knife-Episode 250
250. The Clash(3)
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【This arrogant bastard.-】
【Can't rot.!】
The Dragon King exclaimed. Orse, digging deep into his arms, is still hanging around his left neck. There was. The dignity of the action is reminiscent of a ferocious blind dog rather than a dragon I couldn't find it..
The scales were hard, and the teeth didn't reach the whisperer. It was a zero hassle, though. I could simply shake off my breath, but my wings and limbs were It was convoluted, so the conditions didn't deserve it..
【Fall down.!】
Then Orse raised his left arm. Sikerman's grasp was red as if he were on fire. Kwazik! Drawing a short arc, the flying hand lowered the Dragon King's chest.
【Kerhuck!】
I tried to defend it, but it was a step late. The nail that entered the crevice of the scales exactly caused internal injury. Blood burst from the Dragon King's three mouths again.
The giant, which would never waver, began to tilt. Stepping back, he stepped back to the edge of the top. Soon after, Asel, who was on Orse's back, issued a spell.
“D, Deep Frozen!”
From his fingertips, aggregates of bluish mana shot. Pajik! The lump containing the hangi is exactly where Orse's fingernails are dug Hit. The Dragon King, feeling something strange, burst into Old Castle..
【There's a beauty. Jim-】
【What did you do?!】
“Hi, Hiiiik!”
Asel freaked out and grabbed Orse's equivalent. At that moment, huge ice thorns began to rise all over the Dragon King's body. The sight of the ice growing rapidly lit up the paving stones on the side of the road and sprouted It was reminiscent of weeds.
【Big···?!】
The Dragon King's face hardened. His body was rapidly becoming heavier. The cold air that permeated through the neck wound was spreading throughout the body.
Six eyes were fixed on Asel. It was incredible. No, that little human magic worked on him.. The Dragon King was in chaos..
【Stay away.!】
Seizing the opportunity, Orse spread his wings and pushed him. Bang! The Dragon King, who was precariously stepping on the edge, was pushed back. His feet, which lost their balance, were off the edge of the tower..
【Oh, my god.···!】
【Well done. Goes!】
The Dragon King began to fall. Orse, smiling wildly, drew energy. In a moment, his blackened body was transformed into a human.
Hooked! Orse, a black man, put his hand on his chest. Acel, who lost the handle, screamed..
“hmmmmmmmmmm. Oh, oh, oh, oh.!”
Asel was screaming with his feet on Orse's side. He didn't take care of himself as fondly as Ronan or Schlieffen. The only shoe in Asel that was spliced with ice when it was in its shape It was a lifeline..
Choak! Then he pulled the hand that Orse had placed on his chest. In his ruddy right hand, a spiral spear was held.
It was originally a hoarding weapon created to defeat Navardoje. With help, Orse leapt to the top of the tower. He began to dive as he pointed to the Dragon King's chest with a spear blade.
【I'll pierce it this way, and let you throw up Navardoje's whereabouts.!】
Orse exclaimed. The spiral long window sucks in its distinctive black aura and surrounding mana I was flashing..
Sensing instinctive flames, the Dragon King frowned. I don't know what you made of it, but I thought it shouldn't fit there..
【···Cheeky.】
The third head sighed. He took control of his body for a moment, and the heat he had on the Dragon Heart I spread it all over my body. Kwajangchang! The ice that was restraining the movement smashed and collapsed.
“Me, you're unpacking that.!’
Acel was appalled. The hot blood of the Dragon King flowed through his body in a moment, even the cold air Melted. PAAAANG -! At the same time, a pair of folded wings unfolded like an explosion.
【Big!】
The wings, covered with gold scales, were so huge that they could not be held at a glance. Quaang! The Orse, which bounced off the wind pressure, hit the outer wall of the Sky Tower..
The Dragon King, shaking the ice, winged it. Usually, large birds fly by the force of the wind and the terrain. The Lord of Adren did not need such a motley help. His body, which rose with the light wind, fluttered once, and the tower of the sky I reached the top..
【* * * The Lord of the Motley Dragons is angry..】
Orse, raising his head, shrugged as if he were enjoying it. Asel, who had barely escaped being a rat, was crying. Again a dark shadow rose over his body. In an instant, Orse, returning to his image, gave a roar and made an emergency.
【Big, big, big, big.!!】
Dogfight began. The two giant dragons crossed the sky tower and rose above the clouds. First, Ajidahaka, who took the lead at altitude, sprouted his breath. Kwaaaaaa! Three stems of rays fell over Orse's head. As he pivoted around the tower and attempted an evasive maneuver, the rays also appeared in his I followed the reverberation..
“K-E-E-E-E-E-E-E!”
“Lung, your majesty.!”
It must have been a fearsome attack, but if there was one problem, it was Bresse's The distance was too long. The dragons, who were coming to help the king, were falling. The Dragon King's Breath, which was strengthened by the power of the stars, is not even a trace of the scales of his kin. I was clearing it without it..
【Your majesty.!】
A familiar voice rang out. Acel raised his eyebrows as he turned his head in the direction of the sound. A dragon that I've seen a lot of places was coming this way..
“I, Naransonia. ?”
The dragon, whose body is covered with silver scales, is like a handwork made of moonlight It was beautiful. It was undoubtedly the dragon that received himself and his friends.
I thought you were defeated by Ronan and broken-hearted, but you weren't.? She evaded the rays by performing an acrobatic flight over the Orse. In an instant, the stricken Naransonia crossed between Orse and the Dragon King.
【Get out of the way, Courtesan of steel. If you dare to stop me,···!】
Orse snarled savagely at the inevitable intervention. Even at the moment, it was the momentum to tear Naransonia down and kill him. His red eyes were burning like ingulbulbs..
But she ignored Orse and turned towards the Dragon King. As she spread her wings wide, dozens of steel thorns turned toward the Dragon King Shot..
【Forgive disloyalty!】
Kaga River! But not a single thorn bounced through the Dragon King's scales.. The eyes of the Dragon King, who had been struck by the endless lower pole, swung open..
【Naransonia, this is now.-】
【What are you doing??】
I was embarrassed rather than angry. Among the many servants, Naransonia was a loyalist of great significance.
Then she stood on the side of that Horse Dragon and attacked herself. The anger that rose smouldering clouded his eyes. Naransonia spoke..
【Sire, please open your eyes! The secrets of the wicked are eating your body.!】
【···What do you say??】
The Dragon King stopped. Acel, looking at him belatedly, caught his breath. His upper half, originally flashing golden, was a faint white It was tinged..
It seemed that the newly sprouted neck was taking root. Like trying to take control of your body. The third head growled..
【Bullshit. If you're going to betray me, I'll kill you together..】
【Wait a minute.-】
【Wait.···】
The other two heads were trying to say something. The third head, open-mouthed, vomited rays. Quai like! The sky brightened. A white light that obliterated what was reached over Naransonia.
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“You're busy over there..”
Ronan, looking up, shook his head. A thick layer of clouds was growling like a brain light. The son-in-law, who for a moment brightened as if a thunderbolt had fallen, was again covered in darkness.
It was about 10 minutes after I fell from Orse. Above the sky, the voices of the giant dragons were ringing sporadically.
No matter what or how you're fighting, the sky Tower is the only one in the aftermath of the battle. I felt shaken, and I seemed to have done all I could to speak. Sometimes the Dragon King's Breath, which tears the clouds and falls, is only over his head I just wanted it not to fall..
“Well.”
Schlieffen nodded. Their bodies were red with newly added blood. One of the believers, who recoiled, muttered to himself that he was not convinced..
“This, holy fucking· * * How the hell do you want to do this?···!”
He was holding his stab-wound side with his palm. The red innards were flowing through the finger crevices..
Bloody foggy. The top of the sky tower was covered with the body of Nebula Clarzieh. Of the sixteen bodies, two were bishops, and three were Lucopos..
They, as always, were not committed to defense, they ran, they ran, they ran, they ran, they ran, they ran. I saw it. The Star's Gaho, proud of its invincible defense, is like a paper sheet in front of Ronan's sword. It's torn..
Schlieffen's storm sword dug into the spot where the shield disappeared. Mutilated. Ronan, who turned the knife around, said admonished.
“This is a month because I'm thinking about relying on that kind of technology. I remember the last day I trained.?”
“Goddamn it, what kind of work did you do?!”
At that time, a man who was suffering from excessive bleeding ran into a monster.. The footwork was a mess, and the hand holding the sword was shaking..
“Asshole.”
It was pathetic that this was the branch president's class. Brigia, the elf I met in the Baidian Mountains, was in my head. Grazed. In retrospect, the earlobe was really worth using..
With a sigh, Ronan struck forward. It was a moment when the new form of the two men fell apart for a moment. Persok -! The body of the man, decomposed into seven pieces, collapsed on the floor.
“Huh Billion···.”
“Next.”
Consternation erupted everywhere. Ronan slowly looked around. The congregation, whose eyes met, winced and backed away. The previous momentum of laying the ice sheet in their face of being tired of the new I couldn't find it..
“Come on, cowards. You can't even fight because your balls are squat.?”
The congregation can't step forward, even if it's in contempt. There was. I thought if I had won this much, I could start. Ronan opened his mouth as he pointed at them with the tip of his sword.
“Okay. Then I'll give you one last chance to live. Tell me how to stop the first star from coming down.”
“Yeah, how do you do it?···!”
The eyes of the congregation, who heard the first star, grew as if it were popping out. Of course, Ronan had no reason to answer, so he struck his sword. Slowly walked forward.
It seemed that the ceremony was over, but there was still a way to stop it. Don't know. It was a time when you had to walk in such vague hope..
Lowbuck. Every time Schlieffen and he took a step, the congregation of Nebula Clarzieh took a step Took a step back. It was a car with despair on their faces that eventually retreated to the edge.. Old man Wen's voice came from Ronan's back.
“This is what the hell is going on.?”
It was an unfamiliar yet eerie voice. For a moment, a sense of alarm came over the whole body. Ronan's face stiffened like a statue as he turned his head reflexively.
An old man with more hair than himself stands with his back in front of his eyes There was. The beard that flows down to the chest can be turned on the forehead. Seemed to be.
“What, fuck.···”
Ronan's eyes grew larger. I didn't even notice when I approached this place. Over his shoulders was a sparkling mana rising like a bonfire. Except for Cain and Abel, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was the most powerful..
“Hmm, that's a good sword..”
It was the car Ronan was trying to say. Suddenly, the old man fiddled with his beard and muttered. In his left hand was a sword that he had seen a lot of places. The long sword with the glyph of Grancia was arguably Schlieffen's.
“How···!”
Schlieffen's midriff narrowed. I didn't see the sword I had in my hand until now. An eerie sensation passed through Ronan's backside.
“Fucking!”
Instinctively sensing the crisis, Ronan hurriedly bites back. Chowahahahahahahahah! At the same time, red blood popped over his shoulder. There was a sharp stab on the skin that was exposed under the shirt.
“You have a good sense..”
The old man opened his eyes. He seemed to ask if he avoided this. Ronan shook it. If I pulled myself out a little later, my arm would almost be cut off..
“Oh, my god, Ronan..”
Schlieffen reached out hastily. The sword held in the old man's hand rose in the form of the wind and disappeared. Again, at the sight of the hilt held in Schlieffen's hand, he laughed.
“Huh. That's a mysterious ability..”
“Nimie, are you a juggler??”
Ronan, spitting on the floor, growled low. It was only a moment, but I missed the action. Schlieffen quickly struck his sword and became embattled. The old man, looking alternately at the two, opened his mouth..
“Alon Mondreira, Archbishop of Nebula Clarzie. Let your indulgence end here..”
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