Chapter 388,
Chapter 117. Who is the real Runcandel? (8)
Jin and Runtia Slowly the distance between the two narrowed.
And belated screams were echoing over the ground that had been a sparring ground.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!
Even at a rough estimate, more than a hundred Guardian Knights groaned as they fell all over the place.
The soldiers who protected them barely breathed a sigh, but now they sensed that a new shock would come. ‘
The 3rd Horseman was furious
… ‘
In particular, those who ‘knew a little’ about Runtia (mainly the members of the Council of Elders) judged that it would be difficult to stop the fight from starting again.
She knew how dangerous Runtia, who pushed away boredom, was.
It also didn’t need to dry.
‘The family’s guardian knights were almost burned and annihilated.’
‘If this is not treason, what is it?’
The entire central battleground of the family was destroyed, and dozens of Guardian Knights could have turned to ashes.
Fortunately, thanks to the hard work of the riders and other high-ranking soldiers, no one died.
The charge of treason was well worth mentioning. From the perspective of the attacked Runcandels, they even saw Jin making remarks that undermined the family’s legitimacy without hesitation.
Of course, Jin opened fire under the judgment that the rider and higher-ranking warriors would be able to sufficiently protect the guardian knights, and there was a situation in which Linn Milkano urged the situation by talking about ‘strength’.
However, it would be difficult for that to be an extenuating reason, so there is such a thing as degree.
From now on, what Jin had to show was no different.
value.
To prove that the declaration to return Runcandel to the family of magic swordsmen is not just words.
Needless to say, to do so.
‘We have to win.’
The moment you lose the fight against Runtia.
No matter how shocking language it was, how great a challenge, how strong a warning, how shining a truth it was.
Every word Jin uttered loses its value.
Originally, it would have been a remarkable achievement just to have a good fight with the 3rd rider as a 12th rider, but not now.
I had to take responsibility for the heavy words that contained the story of a thousand years. As one Runcandel.
With ten steps left in between, Jin and Runtia stared at each other without speaking for a moment.
Fighting spirit and intent to kill deeply filled Jin’s flame-soaked eyes and Runtia’s mysterious eyes.
A sword that swallowed fire and a sword that contained an aura.
Bradamante and Charles were vibrating. The swords resonated like beasts tearing each other to death.
There is no signal.
Even so, the two threw their swords at each other without an error.
It was as if he was wielding a club rather than a sword. The first clash between the two started again like that.
explosion.
The energy of the two people who were bound by the sword was released, and a roar and shock wave occurred. And the swords struck each other once more before the shockwaves could even get out of the ground that had been a sparring ground.
Fire and aura poured from the blades of the two as if huge glass were shattering.
“Big!”
It was as if a handful of iron nails had been driven into his bones and organs. Jin’s face twisted in pain, and Runtia kept her mouth shut.
Even though she was wearing flames like clothes, Runtia was rather relaxed. In addition, while handling the essence of flame flowing from Bradamante in the workshop.
will kill you
He didn’t open his mouth, but he seemed to hear Runtia’s voice. It was as if her flesh had taken some form and stabbed me in the head like an awl.
‘There’s really no way he’s not getting any damage.’
No matter how strong Runtia is.
What Jin unfolded was Sara Runcandel’s magic sword secret technique. It’s still not enough compared to what Sarah used to do in her prime, but it was a sword that had pressed the entire Runcandel in the arena until just now.
‘I can’t keep going like this, sister. That is impossible for anyone in the world except my father.’
Being insensitive doesn’t mean you’re not really shocked. Bradamante’s flames were constantly eating away at Runtia’s body.
But Jin’s body is also breaking down. At a much faster speed than Runtia.
‘It’s not enough just to burn.’
The story might have been different if it had been unfolded from the beginning to harm only one person, Runtia.
However, more than 50% of the power of flame was consumed in dealing with other runcandels. There was no way Runtia could do anything just by collecting the remaining fire.
‘My sister hasn’t even pulled out the decisive battle yet. At this rate, I will surely suffer.’
I had to raise the number of wins.
A sword with destructive power that rivals or surpasses flames.
Whoaaah-!
Jin poured out the last remaining fire on Bradamante, widening the distance. The flames gushed out with aura and wrapped around Runtia.
At that time, Runtia showed her first hesitation.
But it was only for a moment.
The next moment, when Runtia emitted an aura, the flames turned into lingering fire and emitted a faint light.
The fire that surrounded Jin was also dissipating. The appearance of the body that had been blazing with fire returning to its original color.
Whoop whoop whoop…!
Jin’s breathing was rough. Blood flowed from between his parched lips. Even the wounds where the fire had flowed were now bleeding, and his staggering appearance seemed as if he would collapse at any moment.
On the other hand, Runtia seemed to move more lightly now that the fire that had been bothering her had disappeared. He didn’t let out an unstable breath like Jin.
‘It’s over….
‘ Judging from the condition of the 12 riders, the match will be over within three minutes.’
‘The 3rd Horseman won’t let the 12th Horseman live. Even if I put my breath on it, I will cripple it.’
It was natural for those watching to make such a judgment.
It is clear that Jin, as a magic swordsman, showed tremendous strength that they could not understand.
In the first place, the 3rd jockey, who was mentioned as the strongest excluding Luna, and the 12th jockey, now 19, were very different even though they were in different weight classes.
But it was still shocking.
Some Runcandels were on the verge of going crazy with regret that Jin would end like this. Only ten minutes ago, they were the ones who thought they wanted to kill themselves after seeing the actions of the 12th rider.
They shuddered at the power of the magic sword shown by Jin. I felt that Jin’s words that that power could be a possibility to defeat Ziple were persuasive.
So I was thinking about these things.
‘If the acting head of state steps forward, the 12th rider can be revived.’
‘If you kill the 12 riders, it will be difficult to find out the mysteries about the tomb of the first family head. If the acting patriarch uses a hand before the 3rd Horseman takes his life…!’
Conflicting thoughts ran through the Runkandels’ heads.
However, both those who wanted Jin to die and those who wanted him to live had one thing in common.
Jin’s fate is in Rosa’s hands.
Rosa Runkandel The seat of honor at the arena where she was sitting remained the same as it was before the fire broke out.
She pushed away all the flames of the burning fire, sitting still, without changing a single expression.
Rosa watched the fight between Jin and Runtia from beginning to end while the riders and higher level warriors protected the Guardian Knights.
“Three riders.”
Runtia stopped walking at Rosa’s call.
If Rosa hadn’t called, he would have taken two more steps and cut off Jin’s lifeline.
“yes.”
“Are you going to kill me?”
“That’s right.”
Rosa did not add anything else to Runtia’s answer.
In the silence, Jin’s rough breathing was especially loud. His breathing was so rapid that even those who did not know the sword felt that his stamina had reached its limit.
After about ten seconds passed like that, Runtia had no choice but to ask like this in the end.
“Is there anything wrong with killing the Twelve Horsemen? I would like to ask why you did not say anything.”
Then Rosa shook her head slowly.
“I was thinking about it because I was wondering.”
“Some question…”
“I wonder why everyone thinks the fight is over.”
At Rosa’s words, the runcandels all turned their attention to Jin. Still breathing heavily, he looked like he was cutting Bradamante.
And he was pulling out a new sword. The blade coming out of the scabbard was as pale as the dawn sky.
Beacon sword Sigmund.
The divine sword of the Myeongwang clan, inherited from the god of war.
In other words,
the blade containing brain energy was making a low, melancholy cry.
The eyes of the runcandels who saw this were filled with astonishment.
‘Does he still have the strength to fight…!?’
‘You said you had the energy left after spreading that crazy flame sword?’
‘No, the acting head of state just looked at the fact that the 12 horseman had the will left. Actual physical strength is no longer supported.’
Jin has no strength to fight anymore.
Even if there is, it will never be able to change the charter. The Runcandels thought so.
“Whoa… I thought I smashed all of them coolly, but there is one left.”
Eventually, when Jin opened her mouth, Runtia felt her hair stand on end.
She also thought Rosa’s words meant Jin’s remaining will.
That was not it.
“The seat where my mother sits. I think the meaning of the declaration I made today will only become stronger when I get rid of all of that.”
At those words, the Runkandels had to be swept up in a sense of daze, as if their heads had been hit with a blunt weapon once more.
Myungwangsword Fighting Spirit 10th Sword Myeongwang
reigning sword – dog The blood-
haired Seonjin’s eyes were filled with brain energy.
The ground was twisted and the burnt ground cracked and vomited brain energy. A vicious heat, different from the flames of the fire, rode through the thunderbolt and engulfed the area in an instant.
[Everyone, keep your eyes open… take a good look. What is the real Runcandel and what has been protecting Runkandel? And.]
What Runkandel is forgetting now.
Gin looked back at the runcandels with twinkling eyes and continued talking behind his back.
The lightning of the king’s reigning sword covered the shattered land in a dizzying way.
