The Rebirth Of The Hero’S Party’S Archmage [EN]: Chapter 198

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“– Geldharia’s gift to you is truly beautiful.”

A voice rings out.

Like moonlight faintly shimmering on a summer night, a voice so clear it makes my heart ache.

“– To unfold his power by reciting the story of creation, it’s almost like singing, isn’t it?”

Whose memory is this?

The Black Yanglin [a magical artifact] hanging from my heart by a chain burns fiercely.

“– It’s so pretty.”

Yes, this is Karenden’s memory.

The one calling Karenden ‘brother’ is… of course, Teresia, the foremost of the .’

‘No, this isn’t the time to be thinking about that.’

What matters now is that Karenden is pushing me forward with the resonance of this memory.

The true way to use the Psalm [a powerful magical incantation], the way Karenden handled the Psalm in the age of the gods, flows directly into my brain.

I can’t use it exactly the same way yet; I can’t handle it exactly the same way as Karenden did when he faced the old kings.

‘Move forward.’

It’s as if he’s telling me.

To move forward.

“I’ll finish this in 30 seconds, cover me.”

I was sure Bart would answer with a ‘Yes’.

“30 seconds? Are you trying to provoke me?”

I don’t wait for an answer.

Against the vortex of sword energy unleashed by the Dragon Slayer wielding the Dragon Bone Spear, I unfold a wall of flames.

At the same time, I begin to chant sacred and holy phrases, the poetic words of Creation.

“Primordial Holy Light.”

Resonating with the master’s call, the phrases of the poetic words inscribed on the edge of the mental barrier surge forth in turn.

“Genesis of Heaven and Earth.”

The vast amount of magical power contained in each phrase sends shivers down my spine.

“Earth is Void.”

With the power of the Psalm of Creation, I should be able to sever the connection between the Dragon Slayer’s body and the Yeouiju [a mystical artifact granting immense power], which even Bel Querious cannot reach.

No matter how many strike-based techniques I pour out, it’s meaningless. He regenerates at super speed anyway. Like Shar’Kars or Nariaduke.

That’s why Karenden must have shown me this method.

“Vast Chaos.”

The sacred characters unfold semi-transparently around the Dragon Slayer.

‘Could it be, these characters?’

The Dragon Slayer’s eyes wavered.

‘Wasn’t this guy a mage? But he’s wielding the power of the Psalm? Isn’t it normal to have to stay still to use the Psalm?’

‘And other guys have to protect you while it’s being cast? But why is this guy charging at me?’

“Interesting! You dare to bluff in front of me?”

The power of his legs, amplified to the extreme, shoots the Dragon Slayer’s body forward with a shockwave.

Clang!

The chains of flame that dampen the impact, Jeser’s Chain Yeon [a type of magical chain]. Blocking the weakened Dragon Bone Spear with my staff, I continue to chant the sacred words.

“Abyssal Obscurity.”

The sacred power rises above the barrier, and at the same time, the luminosity of the strings of characters surrounding the Dragon Slayer becomes clearer and clearer.

“Spirit of Holy Light.”

Amidst the frenzy of clashing shouts, infinite flames and infinite lightning collide endlessly, causing explosions in all directions.

“Holy.”

The Dragon Bone Spear approaches in an instant.

“Light.”

Forward, Fire Burial Bloodletting, three shots.

“Said.”

The golden lightning is offset.

“When.”

A shockwave swirls, tearing up the ground.

“There.”

A chain of Heart Sword slashes.

“Is.”

The dimension is cut 36 times with a thunderous cracking sound. The collapse of the foundation.

“Light.”

Creating a rune that maximizes the amount and defensive power, forming a flame barrier.

“Then.”

Piercing through the barrier, the Dragon Bone Spear and staff clash together with a vortex of lightning. My left shoulder blade and wrist bone are shattered at the same time.

“Light.”

Among those who witnessed the festival of transcendence, Valensid felt a thrill run down his spine, as he had the highest understanding of the Psalm.

‘He’s spamming 5-star magic while chanting the phrases of the Psalm?’

Calculating that impossible mathematical formula while reciting the phrases of the Psalm is like asking someone to look to the right and to the left at the same time.

‘But that guy is doing it so casually.’

Of course, strictly speaking, it wasn’t just his own power.

“Ooooooaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!”

There was a black iron warrior who rushed in to block the Dragon Slayer, who was rushing in to take advantage of every gap that appeared.

“–Nuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

And there was a rain of blue-white arrows that persistently checked the Dragon Slayer’s movements.

‘Even though he has help…….’

What kind of mage can exchange blows in close combat with a supreme swordsman from a previous era and perform such bizarre feats?

It was truly a festival of transcendence.

The countless intersecting flames and lightning appear as nothing more than red and yellow afterimages.

– The Archmage Lynn fought for those who needed help.

Doran felt the words his sister used to tell him when he was young flowing out of those afterimages.

– Never backing down, not even caring if his own body collapses.

You become that kind of mage too.

One whose back people see hope in.

“Holy.”

A vast amount of magical power is concentrated in the form of characters, and a storm rages.

“Light.”

Although it is the Psalm with the ultimate power, there is a risk that if the incantation is interrupted even once, the power built up until then will return to nothing.

“See.”

In other words, that duel ends if the Dragon Slayer silences Rain for even a moment.

“Light.”

The Dragon Bone Spear, scattering the flame barrier into embers, came crashing down with a fierce spin.

Oh, no.

Barely avoiding the slash containing not only overwhelming strength but also rotational force, a heel kick was planted deep in my solar plexus.

“Don’t underestimate me, Half-Dragon!”

A sonic boom explodes, and saliva and breath explode from my lungs, and I feel a powerful inertia in my body.

“In my prime, I faced three Payquerious and one True Dragon──!”

All my ribs are broken.

The fragments of my ribs pierce not only my lungs but all my internal organs. A fatal blow that even spreads to internal bleeding. I would have died if Seresia hadn’t reduced the damage.

“──With this one Dragon Bone Spear!”

Just before the sword energy emitted from the Dragon Bone Spear was about to pierce Rain’s heart as he was slammed into a tree and spat blood.

“Rain, don’t stop!”

Namryun’s Secret Technique, Human Spear Guidance [a technique where one uses their body as a weapon].

Bart’s axe blade, wrapped in sword energy, flew and collided with the Dragon Bone Spear, diverting the trajectory of the sword energy.

“For……!”

Then Bart, who had rushed in, grabbed the axe handle and exchanged blows.

“A Namryun whelp.”

As the shockwaves caused by the clash of heavy equipment swept through the ground, Rain continued to chant the sacred words while spitting out blood.

“Akhee is here!”

And then, Akhee grabbed the hem of Rain’s clothes, who was slammed into a tree, and began to escape from the battlefield.

‘Don’t be ridiculous.’

Arthur Brius frowned.

I am the Dragon Slayer.

I’ve overcome such life-or-death situations countless times in my past life. Do you think I’m going to waste my second life so futilely?

“Good…….”

On the blade of the Dragon Bone Spear, which was spinning around, lightning became a flash and danced with a flash of light…….

A thunderous cracking sound exploded, and Bart’s axe and black armor, which had taken the full force of that transcendent power, were shattered.

The flesh covered by the armor became bloody and rolled on the ground.

“Accomplish──!”

Now for the last verse.

Before it’s too late, I’ll pour out all my power and finish it, Dragon Lightning Line Slash.

As the Dragon Slayer raised the Dragon Bone Spear, and a radiance that seemed to burn out the retina swirled, three arrows were stuck on the blade.

“──Divide!”

Two left with this.

The roots sprouting from the arrows desperately stopped the movement of the Dragon Bone Spear, which was about to plunge into the ground.

Was it because he couldn’t plant it in the ground? The transcendent power dancing on the blade scattered into the air as dozens of lightning bolts.

“……!”

Has the ultimate technique been scattered meaninglessly?

No.

Rem, who was weaving new arrows into the string of Serweborn [a type of bow] on a tree in the forest.

‘That crazy monster bastard.’

He had to run backwards with all his might, feeling a thrill close to panic.

‘He aimed at me accurately in that instant.’

Immediately, dozens of lightning bolts swept through the forest, and everything within a 100-meter radius of the center of the forest was instantly incinerated.

“Light──!”

One left.

Arthur Brius threw the Dragon Bone Spear.

His feet were deeply embedded in the ground, and then he rushed forward like an arrow. The Heart Sword of lightning roaring desperately from both hands.

Tsutsutsutsutsu……!

Before that vocal cord rings.

Before the last reverberation completes the Psalm.

‘I’m faster.’

The current swirling in the movement trajectory, the speed-of-light gait that only those who have reached the pinnacle of the sword can use. The thunder of lightning that shattered the forest is now ringing.

‘My spear is half a beat faster.’

The Half-Dragon’s eyes trembled, and he saw the baby dragon that was moving him to the other side being pushed away far away.

‘I won.’

And the instant the Heart Sword was about to pierce Rain’s neck, cut through flesh and muscle, and cut bone.

“──?!”

There was something that made Arthur Brius’s movements falter for a moment.

A stream of fire suddenly flew in and momentarily obscured his vision, is it the Beast Slayer?

No, it’s not the Beast Slayer. This is──

“──Dark!”

The incantation of the sacred words ends.

The characters that fluttered like embers above the barrier and around the Dragon Slayer are woven into a giant chain.

It bound the Dragon Slayer’s body and mind in the same posture as he was about to stab.

太初聖光創世天地地乃空曠混沌淵面晦冥聖光之靈運行於水面聖光曰當有光卽有光聖光視光爲善遂分光暗 [The beginning of holy light, the creation of heaven and earth, the earth is empty and chaotic, the face of the abyss is dark, the spirit of holy light moves on the surface of the water, the holy light says let there be light, and there is light, the holy light sees the light as good, and thus separates light and darkness].

The power of Creation is to cut off the connection between matter, phenomena, and soul, and turn the target’s power into nothing.

The power to move the body, the infinite magic power, all matter, phenomena, and soul…….

“Annihilate…… Creation!”

The chains of fire that burn the atmosphere bound the Dragon Slayer’s body and pierced his soul.

The story of the Psalm containing the story of creation punishes the existence that violated the providence of creation.

In the clear and brutal melody that the characters each shed, Arthur Brius, bound there, spat out a dying mouthful of blood.

It’s all over now.

Yes, I could finally end this story like that.

It certainly should have been.

‘This is crazy…….’

At that moment, in shock, Rain could only think that.

“Me, me with just this…….”

Surely his whole body should have been bound by the Psalm of Creation, but this guy’s Heart Sword is aiming at my neck and slowly coming forward.

“Did you think it would end……!”

This is ridiculous, even Nariaduke lost his power at once.

“I, I……!”

Is it because the Yeouiju belongs to the light, unlike the abyss, so its power reaches slower?

“Until I become the Supreme…….”

Or is it the obsession with the Yeouiju, the determination not to give up the Yeouiju that has been mixed into the soul, that is lengthening the process of annihilation?

“I won’t die……!”

The stage of surpassing the limits has already ended a long time ago.

It’s dangerous.

Barely moving my head, I avoid the trajectory of the blade as much as possible.

“It’s already over, you bastard…… Give up the Yeouiju…… Then at least you can die easily!”

Arthur, whose Dragonscale Helmet was removed, spat blood on Rain’s face.

“Don’t say such ridiculous things……! Don’t easily say that you got the Yeouiju for free……!”

I just received the Yeouiju?

Why did I receive it?

No matter how much you sugarcoat it, it’s because of power. Isn’t it? You just needed power like me…….

“Only the strong…… Can exist as human beings in this cruel world……!”

The Rebirth Of The Hero’S Party’S Archmage [EN]

The Rebirth Of The Hero’S Party’S Archmage [EN]

Reincarnation of the Hero Party Archmage The Great Mage of the Hero’s Party Reincarnates The Rebirth of the Hero’s Party’s Archmage 용사파티 대마법사의 환생
Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] Three centuries after a devastating battle, the world teeters on the brink of chaos once more. Lynn, the archmage of the hero's party, thought his sacrifice had saved them all. But fate has other plans. Reborn into a noble's body, Lynn awakens in a peaceful era, only to sense a familiar darkness stirring. Can he, in this new life, rise again to confront the encroaching abyss and protect a world that has forgotten the horrors of the past? Prepare for a tale of magic, rebirth, and a desperate race against time as an ancient evil threatens to consume everything.

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