Academy’s Genius Swordmaster Chapter 250

250. Clash (3)

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【This arrogant guy-】

【Isn’t it easy to fall off!】

The Dragon King shouted. Orsay who was deep in his arms was still biting the left side of his neck. There was no dignity to be found in the movements which were reminiscent of a fierce dog rather than a dragon.

The scales were so hard that the teeth could not reach the flesh but it was still quite a hassle. He could easily shake it off by blowing out his breath but his wings and limbs were tangled so the conditions were not ideal.

【Fall down!】

Then Orsay raised his left arm. The black hand turned red as if it had been heated by fire. Kwasik! The hand flew in a short arc and struck the Dragon King’s chest.

【Wow!】

He tried to defend himself but he was too late. His nails penetrated precisely into the gap between the scales and caused internal injuries. Once again blood poured out from the Dragon King’s three mouths.

The seemingly unshakable body began to tilt. His backsliding caused him to retreat to the edge of his top. Soon Asher who was riding on Orsay’s back chanted a spell.

“Deep frozen!”

A bluish conglomerate of mana shot out from his fingertips. Pajik! The chilly mass hit exactly where Orsay’s fingernails had dug into. The Dragon King who sensed something strange let out a roar.

【You little thing over there. To Jim-】

【What have you done!】

“Hee hee hee!”

Asher was frightened and grabbed Orsay’s spine. At that moment huge ice thorns began to erupt from all over the Dragon King’s body. The sight of ice growing rapidly was reminiscent of weeds sprouting through the paving stones on the side of the road.

【Ugh…?!】

The Dragon King’s face hardened. His body was getting heavier quickly. The cold that had seeped through the wound on his neck was spreading throughout his body.

Six eyes were fixed on Asher. He couldn’t believe it. Could it be that the magic manifested by that small human worked on him? The Dragon King was in confusion.

【Get away!】

Seizing the opportunity Orsay spread his wings and pushed him away. bang! The Dragon King who was precariously stepping on the edge was pushed back. He lost his balance for a moment and his feet went off the edge of the tower.

【this…!】

【Good job. Let’s go!】

The Dragon King began to fall. Orsay laughed heartily gathering his energy. In an instant his black body transformed into a human.

Sigh! Orsay now a man in black put his hand into his chest. Asher screamed as he lost his grip.

“Hyaaaaaaa! “Aaaah!”

Asher was screaming with his feet pressed against Orsay’s side. He did not take care of himself as tenderly as Ronan or Schlieffen. When in his true form Asher’s shoes made of ice were his only lifeline.

Wow! Then Orsay withdrew his hand from his chest. In his red-stained right hand he held a spiral-shaped long spear.

It was originally a secret weapon created to defeat Navarre. Orsay who had made a runaround leapt off the top of the tower. He aimed the spear blade at the Dragon King’s chest and began to dive.

【I’ll let you figure it out like this and reveal Navardose’s whereabouts!】

cried Orsay. The spiral-shaped long spear was blinking absorbing its unique black energy and mana from the surroundings.

The Dragon King sensing his instinctive ominousness frowned at him. I don’t know what it was made of but it didn’t seem like it should fit there.

【…cheeky.】

The third head who couldn’t see it sighed. He took control of his body for a moment and spread the heat accumulated in the Dragon Heart throughout his body. Kwajangchang! All of the ice that was restricting movement shattered and collapsed.

“I can’t believe I’m unraveling that!”

Asher was astonished. The Dragon King’s hot blood melted even the cold that was flowing through his body in an instant. Paaaaang-! At the same time a pair of folded wings unfolded as if exploding.

【Ugh!】

The wings covered with golden scales were so huge that they could not be captured at a glance. Quaaaang! Orsay was thrown back by the wind pressure and crashed into the outer wall of the Sky Tower.

The Dragon King shook off the ice and flapped his wings. Usually large birds soar using the power of the wind and terrain but the Lord of Adren did not need such trivial help. His body which rose with the wind reached the sky of the Sky Tower with just one flap.

【Hehehe…The lord of miscellaneous dragons is getting angry.】

Orsay raised his head and chuckled happily. Asher who had barely escaped being turned into a rat was crying. Once again a dark shadow climbed over his body. Orsay who instantly returned to his original form roared and took flight.

【Kaaaa!!】

The air battle has begun. The two giant dragons climbed beyond the Sky Tower and rose above the clouds. First Azida Haka who had the upper hand in altitude unleashed his breath. Quaaaaa! Three rays of light fell on Orsay’s head. As he attempted an evasive maneuver by circling around the tower the beam of light followed his afterimage.

“Keeeeeek!”

“Your Majesty!”

It was definitely a fearsome attack but one problem was that the breath’s range was too long. The dragons that came to help the king but got caught were falling. The Dragon King’s breath strengthened by the power of the stars even erased the scales of his compatriots without a trace.

【your majesty!】

Suddenly a familiar voice rang out. Asher turned his head in the direction of the sound and raised his eyebrows. A dragon that I had seen many times before was approaching this way.

“Am I Naransonia?”

The dragon whose entire body was covered in silver scales was as beautiful as a work of art carved out of moonlight. He must have been the dragon that attacked him and his friends.

He thought his heart had been broken after being defeated by Ronan but wasn’t he? She dodged the rays of light by performing aerobatics that took her over Orsay. Naransonia arrived in an instant and stood in the way between Orsay and the Dragon King.

【Get out of the way you steel prostitute. If you dare to stop me…!】

Orsay growled fiercely at the unexpected intervention. It seemed like he was going to tear Naransonia to death at any moment. Red eyes were burning like embers.

But she ignored Orsay and turned to the Dragon King. As she spread her wings wide dozens of steel spikes shot towards the Dragon King.

【Forgive my disloyalty!】

Kaga River! However none of the thorns were able to pierce the dragon king’s scales and bounced off. The Dragon King’s eyes widened as he was suddenly struck down.

【Naransonia this is now-】

【What are you doing?】

I was more embarrassed than angry. Among the many subjects Sonia was a loyal subject of special significance to me.

How could she stand on the side of that demon dragon and attack him? The anger creeping up clouded her eyes. Sonia followed her words.

【Your Majesty please open your eyes! The secret arts of the evil people are eating away at Your Majesty’s body!】

【…What?】

The Dragon King paused. Asher who belatedly looked at him sucked in a breath. His upper body which originally sparkled golden light was turning pale white.

It seemed as if the newly sprouted neck was taking root. As if trying to take control of his body. His third head growled.

【It’s nonsense. If you plan on betraying me I will kill you together.】

【for a moment-】

【wait…】

The other two heads were about to say something. The third head opened its mouth arbitrarily and spewed out a beam of light. Quaaaaa! The sky was brightly colored. A white light that obliterates anything it touches hits Naransonia.

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“It’s just as busy over there.”

Ronan glanced up at her and shook his head. The thick layer of clouds roared as if filled with lightning. My son-in-law who had suddenly become bright as if struck by lightning was once again covered in darkness.

About ten minutes had passed since I was separated from Orsay. The roars of giant dragons were echoing sporadically in the sky.

I don’t know what or how they were fighting but if the aftermath of the battle was enough to shake the Sky Tower it seemed like everything was said. He just hoped that the Dragon King’s breath which occasionally tore through the clouds would not fall only on his head.

“hmm.”

Schlieffen nodded. Their bodies were stained red with fresh blood. One of the believers who hesitated and retreated muttered in disbelief.

“God damn it…how on earth can you give me God’s protection…!”

He was blocking the stab wound in his side with his palm. Red intestines were flowing through the cracks of his fingers.

The smell of blood was thick. The top of Sky Tower was covered with the corpses of Nebula Clazie. Of the sixteen bodies two were bishops and three were Lycopos.

Instead of focusing on defense like always they rushed in and ended up in blood. The star’s protection which boasted of invincible defense was torn like a piece of paper in front of Ronan’s sword attack.

Schlieffen’s storm sword penetrated where the defense shield disappeared and cut into their bodies. Ronan who turned his sword around spoke as if admonishing.

“The thought of resorting to such trapping techniques makes me sad. “Do you remember the last day you trained?”

“What kind of fucking trick have you pulled?”

At that time a man who was staggering due to excessive bleeding ran towards me screaming. Her footwork was a mess and the hand holding her sword was shaking.

“You idiot.”

It was just pathetic to see something like that at the level of a branch manager. Suddenly the elf Brigia she had met in the Baidian Mountains flashed through her mind. Looking back that little guy was really useful.

Ronan sighed and ran forward. It was the moment when the new types of two people who overlapped for a while fell apart. Poseok-! The man’s body broken into seven pieces collapsed on the floor.

“Huh….”

“next.”

Shock erupted from everywhere. Ronan slowly looked around. The believers who made eye contact hesitated and backed away. The previous threatening spirit was nowhere to be seen in their white-faced faces.

“Come on you cowards. Are your balls so shriveled that you can’t even think of fighting?”

The believers were gritting their teeth in humiliation but were unable to come forward. If we had achieved this level of victory it seemed like we could start slowly. Ronan aiming at them with the tip of his sword opened his mouth.

“good. Then I’ll give you one last chance to live. “Tell me how to prevent the first star from falling.”

“How could you do that…!”

When the believers heard that it was the first star their eyes grew as if they were about to pop out. Of course Ronan had no reason to respond so he slowly walked forward with his sword raised.

It seemed like the ritual was already over but there might still be a way to stop it. It was a time when we had to bet on even vague hopes.

Jerk. Schlieffen and every step he took Nebula Clazier’s followers took a step back. In the end as they retreated to the edge their faces showed despair. An old man’s voice came from behind Ronan.

“What on earth is going on?”

It was an unfamiliar yet eerie voice. For a moment goosebumps ran all over my body. Ronan turned his head reflexively and his face became as stiff as a stone statue.

An old man one head taller than he was stood with his back in front of him. The beard that fell down to his chest looked like it could have been wrapped around his forehead.

“What the fuck…”

Ronan’s eyes widened. He didn’t even notice when he got this far. Above his shoulders sparkling mana was soaring like a beacon. It is no exaggeration to say that it was the most powerful except for Cain and Abel.

“Hmm that’s a good sword.”

Ronan was about to say something. Suddenly the old man touched his beard and muttered. In his left hand he held a sword that I had seen many times before. The long sword with the Grancia emblem engraved on it undoubtedly belonged to Schlieffen.

“how…!”

Schlieffen’s brows narrowed. The sword that had been held in his hand until now was not visible. Suddenly an eerie sensation passed through Ronan’s back.

“Damn it!”

Ronan who instinctively sensed a crisis hurriedly pulled his body back. Sigh! At the same time red blood splashed onto his shoulder. There was a sharp cut on the skin exposed under the shirt.

“I have a good feeling.”

The old man widened his eyes. He seemed to be asking me if I had avoided this. Ronan gritted his teeth. If he had pulled away a moment later his arm would have been cut off.

“Oh my gosh Ronan.”

Schlieffen quickly stretched out his hand. The sword in the old man’s hand transformed into the form of wind and disappeared. He laughed at the sight of the sword hilt in Schlieffen’s hand again.

“her. “It’s an amazing ability.”

“Can you at least be a magician?”

Ronan spat on the floor and growled lowly. He missed the move although it was only for a moment. Schlieffen quickly raised his sword and took a fighting stance. The old man looked at the two people in turn and opened his mouth.

“This is Archbishop Alon Mondrey of Nebula Clazier. “Let your indulgence end here.”