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Chapter 834 Chapter
209. The Seventh Tomb of Temar – Picture of Keitam (7)
Jin and Murakan.
The two were the first to feel the presence of a fake.
“The gentleman is coming.”
“He’s a fake guy. I was worried about what would happen if I visited other areas again, but fortunately, he came to visit me personally.”
Even the teenage knights raised their senses and recognized the fake power.
“Gather all the knights in the castle. It is the day of the showdown.”
“Today, I’m going to have to punish him and wash away the family head’s resentment…”
“Bamal Murakan. Show me your skills.”
As soon as it appeared in the skies nearby, the storm grew stronger and the night grew darker. It seemed like it would be credible to say that some evil god had descended to put an end to this place, not a dragon.
The teenage knights were busy moving and commanding the knights.
“…strong. It seems that what Katam-nim drew was really you in your prime. Even though we are still far away from him, I can still feel its immense power.”
“joy! Even so, he’s a fake. He’s just a picture.”
“Seeing you say that, you’re saying it’s too strong for you to feel?”
“Of course, the real me was stronger than that, but yes. he’s a dangerous guy You must be nervous, kid.”
When we went outside, the knights were already deployed.
Among them, even among the rank and file knights with the lowest strength, no one was terrified. All of them are fighting with a determined attitude, prepared for death.
Jin and Murakan climbed over the gates.
“You know, but as long as he’s in the air, there’s no answer.”
“Since he swept through Lugado and Mito, he must be aware of the existence of Murakan and me. It’s coming soon.”
Sureung…
Jin slowly pulled out Sigmund. A pale blade glimmered calmly in the moonlightless storm.
“With me and the kid at the center, we have to drop him to the ground. Franer is in charge of long-range support, and when ground battles begin, he strikes in with his knights. Dranax and Violo are in charge of close combat with us in the air.”
The teenage knights nodded.
“Bamal Murakan.”
“Tell me, Sir Frey.”
“why?”
“I couldn’t welcome you at first, but I feel sorry that such a big fight is about to start.”
Now, the Storm Star completely trusted Jin and Murakan.
Only those who were truly enraged by this situation, and who could die for Runkandel, could unleash such speculation into the dark sky like the two of them now. An intense speculation that seemed to overwhelm and tear apart anything.
“Nothing like that.”
“It is also fortunate that you are here. Now that I look at it, I don’t think we would have been able to handle him on our own.”
“Because I told you you won’t be disappointed. It is an honor to be able to fight alongside you.”
“We also.”
The moment Frey answered.
Suddenly, a black whirlpool rose in the middle of the sky that Runkandel was watching. The breath the fake had vomited flew in.
“Suck!”
At the same time, Murakan leaned back and clenched his fist. His fists and legs were covered with black dragon scales, and as he took a step forward, one side of the wall collapsed.
“Wow!”
Then, the fist that was thrown forward vomited a huge and sharp aura like breath. Two streams of aura collided in the air, distorting space.
Before the randomly scattered spirits could return to each other, Murakan transformed into his true form and surrounded the entire castle with a black barrier.
[It’s not enough to impersonate this body, so are you ready to receive the punishment for harming Temar and killing so many people for no reason
?
‘That guy is bigger than Murakan…’
The huge bodies of the two black dragons seemed to fill the sky. They looked exactly the same, but even at first glance, the fake body was bigger and gave off a more intimidating atmosphere.
[What the little things in Mito said was true. I heard that there is a being that looks just like me… That power is worth looking at. Who made you?]
[This bastard still thinks he’s real. It’s okay, there’s nothing to talk about unnecessarily long. If you just look right, you’ll feel that I’m fake and that I’m trash worse than a bug.]
[Do you think that’s possible without Temar Runkandel? None of you can kill me. If you obediently hand over Barisada, I will give you my life. In particular, I think you’ll always have something to use…]
Wedge-!
As he was about to finish his words, he stepped over the wall and crossed the storm. The rainwater dripping on him evaporated on his blue brain and left an afterimage.
The 5th secret skill, Light Speed Thrust King. Seven streams of sword energy rushed at the fake, dividing the black sky in half.
Since the fake had already put on a protective shield, six of them were blocked, but the last sword shot from overlapping shots entered the gap and stabbed the fake in the chest.
Aura poured out like blood from a hollow wound.
However, after the spiritual energy fell to the ground, it was soon returned to the fake again.
‘It’s not just a super-regeneration. Is there no damage to the absolute amount of aura that makes up the fake…’
– In my prime, even if the kid and I attack together, there’s no chance.
– Really? that much? You said you were close to your prime?
– Proximity and perfection are different. Kww. At that time, this Murakan-nim could not be killed unless he was a spearhead. can kill No matter how many strong guys come to me, I can’t kill them without spears.
As soon as I took the first blow, I remembered what Murakan said before entering the picture.
As expected, Jin felt as if he had cut the sea. No matter how huge a trace is left on the water, the sea quickly regains its appearance.
Jin thought of things that could effectively hit fakes out of his hand.
‘Eternal fire, fire, king’s sword, and annihilation, ammuncheon, flame jade, and the magic of the family of Choi Jong-hyung, the mafia.’
Among them, I made up my mind to keep the eternal flower until the end and take it out when I can definitely aim for the heart. The closest thing to the characteristics of ‘changseong’ was the judgment of eternity.
[This is the first article I’ve seen. You didn’t know that Temar was hiding such a successor.]
“Temar wouldn’t know either.”
[Is that so? It looks like it was in Lapla Rosa, but it uses the power of the king.]
“You don’t need to know about me. Because we cannot be together under one sky.”
The fake snorted, not understanding that the words alluded to the world in the picture.
[That’s what I wish it were. You are interested. You guys must have a lot of things to find out if you’re alive.]
Kwaddeuk-!
Murakan clung to the fake and bit his neck. The fake also bit Murakan’s neck at the same time, and both held their breath in their mouths.
Breaths exploded, and for a moment the heads of the two dragons were covered with the auras they exhaled. The whole head and neck appeared to have exploded, but neither was nearly hit.
And Jin and the teenage knights rode the sword wind and surrounded the fake in an instant. Dranax and Violo’s swords first tore through the layered veil, and Jin entered through it and approached him.
The sword of annihilation of the 9 swords of the fighting spirit spread like wings and struck down both fake wings. Then, the 7th Sword Dragonslayer aimed at the chest and Meteor Shower aimed at the back.
In particular, as the name suggests, the warrior dragon slash is a sword specialized for dragons. The blue sword that bent like a hook unceasingly dug out the scales on his chest and ripped them out. I could see that he was in pain and he was slow to parry other attacks because he was paying attention to the dragon’s slash.
‘There is no blow, but it seems to feel pain. Or, recovery through aura reduction consumes mental power, or anyway, he tries to avoid attacks as much as possible. I can bring it down to the ground.’
Even while the two dragons were entangled and spinning, Jin and the teenage knights attacked only the fake one. Among superhumans, it was an area that was only available to the top-ranked strongmen. In the first place, if it weren’t for them, the two black dragons couldn’t handle the breath and aura that they were constantly spewing out.
On the storm side, Frey was ready to attack the fake. Beside Frey lay a pair of massive, thick spears tipped with ancient wrought iron, and she was holding one of them, aiming carefully at the fake.
‘Now.’
Two-jaw wedge-!
As Frey threw the spear as hard as he could, the floor of the castle wall collapsed and a shockwave spread. The spear fired obliquely left a dazzling trail in the black sky and hit the fake head with precision.
Before he could startle and look at Frey, she was already throwing a new spear. Every time the spear struck him, a heavy vibration resonated across the battlefield.
Little by little, the altitude of the fake Murakan was lowering. He pushed back Jin and the teenage knights who tried to get close to him, emitting black awls from his body.
However, the three of them slashed and broke the awl with their swords, and persistently clung to all parts of the fake body. He thrust a sword into his neck, tore off the wing membranes, and exploded his mana with an aura in his abdomen. In the process, large and small wounds were also formed on their bodies.
Fierce aspect from the beginning It was Jin and the others who achieved what they wanted first. At the end of the struggle, Murakan climbed onto the fake back.
Murakan hit the creature’s shoulders and wings with both paws relentlessly, with his teeth planted in the dummy’s nape. It formed an awl from its two wings and stabbed its side. Puff puff! Fake scales, flesh, bones, and organs were smashed and scattered into aura.
It was also being returned. It is giving pain, but the essential damage is not done at all.
“Get off!”
Dranax growled and plunged his sword into Frey’s spear-pierced shoulder. The spear broke and dug deeper into the fake wound, and Violo cut the awl aimed at Dranax and Jin.
Even if the fake reproduced Murakan in its heyday, it seemed that it would not be possible to escape this state without transforming. Since both the knights and Murakan were continuing to pressurize each other, ignoring all the awls emitted by the fake spirit, there was a limit to their body structure to just escape.
In the end, the fake momentarily turned into a human and settled down on the hillside above ground. Jin and Dranax Violo dropped their swords like lightning.
However, the next moment, the three of them stopped moving at the same time and created a sword wind. Instinctively he felt the danger and twisted the descent path.
Seeing this, the fake smiled.
“Did you think something would happen if you brought me down to the ground? The fake you, in particular, were the most desperate. Probably because he knows me well.”
[I’m going crazy, who is saying who is fake? I couldn’t come to my senses. I was hit less.]
“Yeah… Come to think of it, you suffered more from someone else getting hurt than you. Then I’ll destroy the storm castle first. After all, Barisada is also there.”
Fake said that and stretched out his hand in the direction of the storm.
“Reiki is written like this. Fake. And fake contractors.”
At that moment, the entire mountain range, including the top of Mount Murakan, where the storm is located, was dyed black with aura.
And the knights waiting in the storm were checking the strange twist of their shadows under their feet all of a sudden.
Almost every shadow in the storm castle was distorted like that. The beings whose shadows were twisted by its authority were becoming the same as the shadows.
