The Rebirth Of The Hero’S Party’S Archmage [EN]: Chapter 232

The Reincarnated Archmage of the Hero Party – 232

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Even with the Demon Sword amplifying my physical abilities to their limit, my whole body creaks.

This is the power of the Supreme Star Sword Shirping. I instantly understood why the Wish-Fulfilling Orb is needed to wield this power.

Trying to draw out the power of the Holy Sword feels like hundreds of needles piercing my palm. It’s a backlash.

– It’s different from Rista. I can’t wield this Shirping freely.

Originally, it’s impossible to even lift a Holy Sword if you’re not chosen.

The fact that Miria can lift Shirping like that is already beyond common sense…….

Elramas must be thinking the same thing, so the Space-Time Slash should be used when we see the perfect opportunity.

– So, you’re saying we should use it as a trump card.

Just like right now.

Perfectly captured.

There’s no way to escape. The speed of the Space-Time Slash is different from ordinary sword energy. The moment the sword cuts through the air, space itself is torn apart.

“────Space-Time Slash(時空殲)!”

I don’t even know how to use this swordsmanship myself, but the memories of the soul transmitted by the Holy Sword draw out this absolute power.

Crack, crack, crack, clang!

As if a glass bowl were breaking, thin cracks spread through the dimension along the trajectory of the slash, then shattered noisily.

“What is this……!”

The Space-Time Slash is not hindered by obstacles.

It cuts through anything in its path. No matter how powerful a True Dragon it may be, it doesn’t matter if the power of the Space-Time Slash is drawn out to its maximum.

Space was cut.

Elramas’s body was cut in half from head to toe, falling into two pieces.

Next to him, the left side of the True Dragon’s body… wings and legs were also cut off as easily as cutting paper.

‘Honestly, I was half-doubting it.’

The True Dragon, losing its balance, collapsed to the ground, shaking the earth.

‘She actually used it.’

As Elramas’s body, split in half by the shock, staggered and fell to the left and right, the movements of the primitives also stopped for a moment.

‘Rista’s unique swordsmanship, Space-Time Slash.’

Rain doubted his eyes.

He stared at the silence that had fallen upon this ruined royal castle. Miria doesn’t just resemble Rista, but even her memories…….

“Kuh……!”

Miria groaned at the recoil rising through her arms and dropped Shirping, and Aki jumped into Miria’s arms.

“Aki believed in you, dat! It’s awesome, dat!”

“Aki? What, when did you get so big? And who taught you to use such bad words?”

The sound of laughter, unfitting for this tragedy, is heard. That’s why it was even more unbelievable.

Is this the end?

Is it ending like this?

The first to notice the anomaly was Setsunen. The trembling of the barrier flickered in both hands, and then a burst of laughter erupted.

“Heh, heh, heh, heh heh heh heh!”

From Elramas’s body, which had been split in half and was lying in his own pool of blood.

“I told you, it’s useless.”

It wasn’t even a split second.

Before the bewilderment and fear that turned his mind blank could even brush his mind, his body moved.

He immediately activated the Lightning Flash Cannon and fired it at Elramas…… but the dragon’s wings, which had been cut off, blocked the lightning strike.

“He’s alive……?”

Miria’s dazed murmur was heard.

Elramas’s body… was being reassembled into one piece, connected by purple threads.

It was the same power that had divided and combined the True Dragon’s body like a puppet. He can apply that to his own body too?

‘The Lizard Lord’s power is supposed to eliminate death, but is this possible? Does that mean Elramas is immortal?’

That can’t be. Even if a human reaches transcendence, they can’t achieve immortality like the ancient nobles.

Bel Curios.

The moment his eyes opened redly, I could guess what principle Elramas was reviving with.

“He linked his life to another?”

“Aboot?”

“[Aru?]”

“What?”

“He’s sharing his life force with that True Dragon.”

Unlike Shar’kas, I wondered how he gave the True Dragon’s movements so much vitality, but it was possible because they shared their lives?

“Then what are we supposed to do? Is he invincible?”

“No, it’s just a guess for now…… but it seems like we have to cut down both the True Dragon and Elramas at the same time.”

“If that’s the case…… it’ll be simpler than I thought, simpler than I thought.”

At that moment, Elramas, who had reassembled his body within the True Dragon’s protection, gave a bitter smile.

“I wonder about that? Will you be able to figure out the answer? You’ll be dead before that.”

That those words weren’t just bluffing was proven by the chill that immediately consumed his mind.

What……?

I definitely read it with Bel Curios.

That movement should have been stopped by the Space-Time Slash. There was no threat response until just now.

“Aki───!”

What suddenly began to rage wildly from the dragon’s maw was a verbal command, a storm of death’s letters.

There was no preliminary movement.

Since everything had been done before being hit by the Space-Time Slash, this was just a continuation of what had been interrupted.

“───Evade!”

The field of vision is dyed completely black.

A sense of time disappears for a moment, and a wave of immense power fills the entire field of vision with despair, annihilating everything…… and approaches.

* * *

The dimension opened by Valensidice led to the top of the spire.

“Arrived, arrived, arrived.”

Pipi, who had arrived at the top first, landed on top of Obin’s head.

‘This isn’t good…….’

Bart’s eyes narrowed.

Are we supposed to do something at this summit? We’ll be exposed to enemy attacks from all sides…….

I can’t block attacks from all directions by myself.

‘I can only hope that Valensidice holds out a little longer.’

Obin, who had climbed to the top with Bart’s help, took out the legacy of the Archmage Rigwind, which he had been carefully holding in his arms.

Yul Gwang Stone and Cheonpa Sikjeok.

– Remember, Prince.

Even though it was the highest spire in the castle, the atmosphere of the royal castle was not visible because the thoughts were thickly laid [a barrier or magical effect].

All that could be heard was sound.

Only sounds filled with despair and sorrow.

– The King of Solond is also the guardian of the seal. Do not forget your duty.

There were many times when I wanted to run away. There were many times when I wanted to curl up in a corner and cry.

But irreplaceable precious relationships led me forward each time.

I have to respond to their hearts. I have to complete their hearts.

He took a breath in and out.

After a short deep breath, the young prince brought the Cheonpa Sikjeok [a magical flute] to his lips.

* * *

– No matter what happens in the future, protect the fire in your heart.

Shalesarum’s voice is heard.

Shalesarum excessively educated the young dragon about the dragon’s beliefs while training it.

– Endure firmly no matter what trials come. Do not become like my daughter.

When she urged him like that, Shalesarum always wore a sorrowful smile, and sometimes she looked like she was crying.

– We are the Dragon race, a race entrusted by the gods with the mission of protecting humanity. If our hearts are broken, who will guide humanity on the right path?

The dark blue sky was visible.

The young dragon stared blankly at the sky for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses.

The pain running through his body was bringing reality to his hazy consciousness.

“Ugh, what? I’m alive.”

The young dragon lifted his head with half-focused eyes. Elramas, Elramas was looking down at him as if he was amused.

“Even if you’re a kid, you’re still a dragon, huh? Heh heh, no, those two became like that trying to protect you, so of course you have to survive.”

Elramas pointed this way and that with his chin and chuckled. The young dragon had to gasp as he turned his gaze in that direction.

Miria was lying collapsed, impaled far away in the Hongye Gate, and Rain…… was buried in a pile of rubble, except for his gauntlet-clad arm.

And the primitive army was rushing towards the two incapacitated people.

“How do you feel right now? Do you hate your helpless self? Do you think it’s pathetic? Heh, or do you hate me?”

The young dragon crawled towards them, then suddenly stood up and staggered towards Miria first.

“Don’t you think it’s strange? Why do those who try to help others like you have to feel such despair? Those who receive help don’t think anything?”

After knocking down the primitive who was trying to sink his fangs into her neck, he picked up Miria and jumped into the sky.

“What you should hate isn’t me. It’s the system that forms the foundation of this world…… If you become an adult like this, you’ll only experience things like this for the rest of your life?”

And landing on a pile of rubble.

Ugh, ugh, ugh…… After laying Miria down, he desperately tried to clear away the stones and save Rain.

Setsunen was still conscious, and the gauntlet flickered faintly.

“The Dawn Brigade was founded on the belief that humanity has no right to freedom. It’s pathetic how the weak always demand help from others.”

But there wasn’t time to clear it all away.

“Those who have only received help their whole lives only try to dominate each other in the same way as the old Abyss era when they gain some power.”

Because primitives were swarming from all sides. And because Elramas was leading Shalesarum and walking through the middle of them.

“That’s humans. Disgusting and ugly. They’re trash that deserves to be eliminated.”

Although his breathing wasn’t steady, the young dragon took a stance. What he had to be wary of was all directions, and the bodies he had to protect were three.

“Originally, I was going to catch and kill you all and then get praised by my sister, but, heh, you seem to be useful.”

The movements of the primitives, who had been fiercely growling, stopped all at once the next moment. Elramas gave a sinister smile.

“If a young True Dragon abandons the world of its own will, it will have a very great propaganda effect! Heh heh heh heh ha ha! Don’t you think so too?”

“……?”

“I’ll give you a choice. Come with me. Then I’ll spare those guys too. Of course, I’ll have to get a pledge of allegiance from those guys too.”

It was an offer he couldn’t refuse.

And for Elramas, who had pushed away all the obstructive enemies, it was also a very rare offer of generosity.

But the dying young dragon shook his head wildly at such an offer.

“Aki will fight, dat…….”

“Why?”

“Because if I don’t fight, Daddy will be sad.”

The young dragon, clenching his fists, gave a foolish smile.

Is he crazy?

He’s smiling now? He can laugh like that in this situation?

“Uncle was sad because of Sister.”

Whether it was because of that smile or because of those words.

A voice.

From the box of memories trapped in the chains of the Abyss, a voice flowed out.

– I am leaving now, so now you must soothe the sorrows of others in this sad world.

It was a disaster that he momentarily let go of the reins of necromancy along with the severe headache. It was a disaster that his concentration was broken.

The moment he staggered and grabbed his head, a heat that was impossible to describe swept over him.

The dragon’s flames erupt from the body of the young dragon, who soared into the sky. The flames soar into the sky and roar fiercely.

‘He still has that kind of power……!’

In the dragon’s flames that annihilate evil, the primitives turn into ashes without a sound.

‘I should have taught him reality.’

In the wave of fire, the young dragon rushed at Elramas. He hurriedly crossed his scythes to protect his body, but she was not good at close combat.

“Haaaaaaat────!”

A cute but fierce shout.

As the flames surrounding his fist grew fiercer, cracks spread across the scythe covered in disgusting mucus.

It’s breaking?

Is the Abyss Holy Object breaking?

On top of that, this angle, this power, is he going to pierce my heart and even the dragon’s heart?

‘Is he aiming for victory in this situation?’

This impudent brat, who can’t even repay people’s kindness.

There will be no more mercy.

Kill him.

Immediately, the True Dragon raised its huge forefoot and pressed down on the young dragon as it was. It should have been crushed into a bloody mess like that.

“How dare you lay a hand on someone’s child…….”

If a red-burning blade hadn’t stopped that forefoot.

Elramas doubted the sensation reflected in his retina.

That makes no sense. Is he saying that human strength can withstand the power and weight of a True Dragon? Even with that battered body?

“In front of the child’s mother on paper……!”

The opportunity is only now, Miria sensed.

It’s an opportunity that Aki created without giving up. Perhaps because he felt the crisis of life, the control of necromancy was not reaching the primitives.

There is no subtlety in the True Dragon’s movements. The moment Aki’s punch pierces Elramas’s heart, I must cut out this True Dragon’s heart as well.

“Those who were about to die are now teaming up……!”

The moment the cracks were about to completely spread across both scythes, the moment he knocked away the dragon’s arm and thrust the tip of his sword into its heart.

The power of resentment swirled wildly and poured out from Elramas’s hands.

Otherworld Necromancy Control.

The moment that power, which had bounced the young dragon away, spread throughout the area, a dark blue light flickered simultaneously in the eyes of the primitives.

Like puppets with connected threads, they raised their heads at once and rushed towards the swordsman and the young dragon.

‘Victory was right in front of me.’

Are we going to have to switch from offense to defense here?

It’s clear that they’ll be caught by the primitives before their fists and swords reach their hearts first.

But is there even a future if we switch to defense here? Is it all going to end here after all?

Clang.

Like a candle illuminating the darkness alone, that clear sound was heard so clearly even in this carnage.

“You’ve waited a long time, Aki.”

Elramas’s eyes were filled with bewilderment.

But he didn’t stop the necromantic control, and unbelievably, the primitives’ movements stiffened.

As if being dragged by an even more overwhelming force.

“It took me some time to sort out my thoughts.”

Are you kidding me?

This is impossible.

Even if he has the soul of a dragon, he’s just a human body, is he saying he’s using the absolute realm of the True Dragon’s power?

“I’m going.”

Silently gazing at such Elramas, the young half-dragon formed a noble seal.

“Visual Change, Fire Heaven and Earth Boundary(視象改變 : 火天地界) [a powerful dragon technique].”