276. Iril (2)
#276
“Will you come in?”
Ronan said. For some reason I didn’t feel very good. He finally failed to hear Elthea’s answer and walked down the stairs.
The moment I stepped on the first step the door began to close by itself. Sita surprised to hear the sound of the wind falling threw his head back.
“Bwait?!”
“I’m keeping it well. “If it’s too cold you can go down south and wait.”
Ronan glanced back and waved his hand. It was so big compared to the size of the doorway that we couldn’t get in together.
“Pyeolba!”
“okay. “Let’s go.”
Sita laughed heartily as if asking why she was so worried. Unlike the first time when I was shivering from the cold I seemed to have adapted to it. Ronan with his mind at ease took a step forward.
He felt it the other day too but the stairs were really deep. To the point where I wondered if I would go to a place where lava flows.
Strange-shaped lanterns were lined up in a row casting light from the ceiling of the hallway extending from the end of the stairs.
‘It’s such an amazing place to see again.’
It was said that the light source which looked like pieces of the sun had been glued together was made of a material called a light emitting diode or something. Did you say that it is a relic created during a time when mankind was blooming with the most brilliant civilization? I really thought it was worth it.
But there was no time for sentimentality so Ronan moved his steps diligently. The last time he came he was able to get a rough idea of the structure so he didn’t get lost. When he finally reached the savior’s room he cursed.
“…Fuck. “I don’t know the password here.”
The iron door of the room where the savior was fighting was firmly closed. Attached to the side of the door was an iron plate that looked a little more complicated than what was seen at the entrance to the ruins.
‘Fucked.’
If you had seen it even once you would have remembered it. However I couldn’t see a few numbers because they were covered by Elthea’s shoulder. I heard a lot of beeping noises so it seemed like it was around thirty.
“Where on earth has this woman gone?”
It was a disaster. Ronan placed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The thought of just cutting down the door began to creep in.
The one-year reprieve that was almost over was making him impatient. Even after coming this far there was still no sign of Elthea and Abel’s blood was in his inner pocket.
Last time Ronan came he saw Elsia attempting to heal her savior with her own blood. He was overly unfoundedly confident but it seemed like he could do something just as good.
The method would be similar but wouldn’t it work somehow? It was the car he was thinking about while tapping the hilt of his sword.
-Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa her her any her her?
“Nimi I’m surprised.”
Suddenly a loud explosion sounded from the ceiling. The hallway shook slightly and dust from the ceiling fell.
“what?”
Ronan frowned. It was a pretty big explosion. The scale of the shock could be guessed just by the fact that it had reached this point.
It was a deep location but wasn’t it a structure that was originally installed to protect the seed or something from external threats?
‘It’s not a volcano.’
It was unusual. First of all it didn’t seem like a natural explosion. Ronan’s thighs strengthened by mana swelled to the point of bursting. bang! After assessing the location of the explosion center he ran out into the hallway.
bang! bang! Every time it hit the ground the surrounding scenery changed rapidly. The hallway was long and wide but thanks to strengthening my leg strength with mana it didn’t take long to reach my destination.
‘Here it is.’
Ronan stopped. I could feel mana pulsating across the ceiling.
The mana with the same wavelength felt in the explosion contained the unique sparkle of Nebula Clage. It wasn’t Elthea’s. There was also a faint noise coming from many people as if they were fighting.
“What kind of nonsense are you doing again?”
Ronan growled. I don’t know the details but it seemed like those bastards were running amok. Would Barca want to come all the way to the end of the continent and do this?
Fortunately it was close to the ground so I felt like I could try something. Ronan pulled at the hilt of his sword. La Mancha’s sword body already stained crimson appeared.
A little while ago I was worried that it would lose its function as a hiding place but when I thought about it again all I had to do was fix it.
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“Surrender traitor!”
cried Archbishop Passagarde. Mana was swirling violently and gathering in his grasp. He was engaged in a large-scale battle in the middle of the frozen sea.
Traces of his magic were scattered all over the snowy field. The deep and wide pit looked exactly like the spot where a star had fallen. The believers who had come all the way to the Sea of Ghosts were chanting defensive spells next to Pasagaarde.
“Go away you beasts!”
“Kuheuung!”
It was to replace the archbishop who only focused on attack. About a hundred translucent beasts surrounded the defense shield and were attacking. Every time the low-mid level spirits swung their claws a little crack was forming on the shield.
“Trust the Archbishop and hold on!”
“Don’t back down!”
But there was no trace of worry on the faces of the believers. It was because he believed in the archbishop’s abilities.
Passagarde placed his left hand on the ground as if to repay that trust. Kwaaaaang! An explosion occurred around the shield and the spirits were instantly extinguished. He shouted again.
“If you don’t surrender right away I’ll give you one more hit. Bow your head now!”
An angry cry echoed across the snowy field. Elthea did not answer. She stood right next to the pit her magic had created her gray-white hair flowing.
“…It’s difficult.”
Elthea muttered. The situation was getting worse. But she couldn’t back down so she chanted a low incantation.
A red magic circle was drawn behind Elthea and a red land turtle slowly walked out. Its huge size reaching 3 meters in height was impressive. she said
“Please. Bayardo.”
“Hwaaaam….”
It was Bayardo a high-ranking fire spirit. Bayardo who was blocking El Sia’s path and blinking at her opened her mouth. Quaaaaaaa!! Flames rippling deep inside the giant throat poured out toward Pasagarde.
“What a pointless thing!”
Pasagarde shouted. He amplified the magic within his body and stretched out his hand towards El Sia. It seemed like the space around her narrowed to a single point and then a huge explosion occurred.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! A merciless roar shook the frozen sea. Where the north wind blew away the smoke Elthea was revealed. Bayardo who had suffered damage exceeding the limit was reverse-summoned and disappeared.
“Kolok kolok…!”
“ha ha ha! It’s ridiculous. “A traitor who turned his back on the church survives with our power!”
Pasagarde burst into laughter. A force field shimmering with bizarre colors surrounded Elthea. It was the star’s blessing that I received directly from the savior in the past.
‘It’s really dangerous.’
She chewed her lower lip. She never thought she would reach the high-ranking spirit in one go. Even if the opponent was a wizard who had even served as the tower owner of the Dawn Magic Tower in the past there was no way he would be pushed to this level.
I was not in good physical condition because I had stayed up all night studying for almost 15 days. There was not enough mana to call Hiran and the spirits who were somewhat weakened could not use their power properly.
The surprise attack at the beginning of the war was also fatal. Caught in the first explosion her clothes were tattered and fluttering about.
surrender. Surrender. Elthea who was repeating those words looked back at Pasagarde for the first time. She opened her mouth.
“I refuse.”
“under!”
Passa Garde seeing El Sia chanting her spell again snorted at her. She tried to give me preferential treatment since she was my old boss but it seemed like she was not good at negotiating.
“Are you coming? If so I’ll blow you away without a trace!”
It was actually a good thing. Such a dirty traitor deserved to turn to dust and disappear. He was about to chant a special explosive magic spell again. Wow! Suddenly a red light flashed at my feet.
“Ugh what?”
It felt like something passed quickly before my eyes. It was the moment when he opened his eyes that he had closed without realizing it. His severed left arm came into view.
“…uh?”
Pasagarde’s eyes widened. It was difficult to figure out what was happening. The mana that had gathered around her left hand was dispersing helplessly.
“What is this…”’
“Archbishop!”
The believers burst out in bewilderment. The blood gushing from the cut surface was soaking the snowy field. Did Elthea do it? She obviously used defensive magic?
The searing pain was coming through her. He was about to scream when he realized the reality. Wow! Once again a red light flashed at my feet and something sharp passed through my neck. Passagarde’s body and head were separated.
“…!”
There was no will. Only then did some believers notice something rising from the ground and raised their heads. Two red crescent moons were flying through the distant sky.
“That thing?!”
They soon realized that the crescent moon was actually black energy. The panicked believers were wondering whether they should pay more attention to the archbishop with his head cut off or the attack by an unknown enemy. bang! bang!! Seven pieces of sword energy identical to those from before soared through the ground.
“Kwaaaaah…!”
“Huh!”
A total of nine red crescent moons shot into the night sky. Severed bodies danced in the air. The giant sword each measuring 5 meters in width cut down everything in its path.
“…Huh?”
Elthea’s eyes narrowed. She hadn’t done anything yet. Even if she had chanted the spell she would have been one step too late.
Rumbling…! The ice floor was collapsing. A shadow rose above the collapsing ground. The young man narrowed his eyes when he saw the devastation beneath his feet.
“eww. “It’s dirty.”
It was like a spilled sauce. It was true that I fired the sword with the expectation that there would be something on top but there was more of it than I expected and it was cut into smaller pieces. Elthea’s eyes widened when she saw the young man’s face.
“…Ronan?”
“What is it Elsia?”
Ronan raised his eyebrows. There was a woman over there who I had searched for so long but could not find. fault! He landed in front of Elthea ignoring the screaming believers. Ronan tilted her head.
“What happened?”
“…I just want to ask you something.”
Elthea was still staring at him dumbfounded. It seemed like he was confused as to whether this was a dream or reality. Ronan reached out her hand and brushed away Elthea’s tangled hair.
“Bwaaaaa-!!”
Suddenly a familiar crying sound rang out from above her head. Ronan lifted his head and laughed. Sita was flying flapping her four wings.
“It will come quickly.”
Ronan laughed. The miscreants could have been left to Sita. Now that I think about it there doesn’t seem to be anyone particularly strong so I was wondering who caused the explosion.
‘I don’t think Elthea did it.’
It was a situation where I had many questions. But what Ronan had to do now was decided. He said to El Sia after wiping the blood from her face.
“I don’t know what it is but let’s deal with it quickly. “I’m in a bit of a hurry.”
“…I think I need to explain what’s going on.”
“There is no need to talk at length. Now take it.”
Ronan who had been rummaging through his inner pocket took out something of his own. The small bottle was laden with protective magic. Inside the transparent glass a slightly purple liquid was flowing.
“no way.”
For a moment Elthea’s face hardened. It didn’t take long for her to realize the identity of her liquid.
Her breathing which had not been impaired even during the battle with Pasa Gar De was becoming heavier. Her mouth opened quietly.
“…You really saved me. you.”
