Episode 248
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Heavenly Bow (天弓) Boreas.
As the name implies, the heavenly palace is a divine instrument that contains the power of Boreas, the god of wind.
The four gods Anemoi (Άνεμοι), symbolizing the winds blowing from all directions. Among them, Boreas has the etymology of the north wind.
He is a god of wind and at the same time a god who symbolizes ‘rough violence’.
As it symbolized, the violent Dragon Fist wind hit the ground without stopping.
It’s not even one or two.
Well, dozens of Dragon Fist winds were pouring in a circle into the canyon as if it had been a shower.
Kwang Kwah Lung Kwa Gwa Gwa Gwa Gwa!
From small ones as thick as a knuckle, to large ones as thick as an adult’s waist.
No matter where you look at it, it wasn’t a scale that could be called a dragon fist wind.
I bet it is. The whirlpools of wind that disturbed my eyes were the result of the dragonfist wind being compressed to its limit.
It was a storm with enough power to not only break through the castle gates in one blow, but also break down the walls.
Even if you just brush it, you will not only be swept away, but you will be torn to shreds, and even the corpse will not be able to recover!
Another nickname that Boreas has.
The name [Never Missing Storm Bow] did not mean that it would always hit the target.
However, it meant that by overthrowing the entire area, even the target was swept away.
Death in a completely different sense.
The air howled nonstop and hit the ground.
At that time, the cliffs spread out on both sides shake and fluctuate as if they would collapse at any moment.
Bang bang!
Spreading shockwaves and incontinence spreading across the ground.
The shock wave applied one after another weakened the ground, and the ground that Russell and the others were standing on began to sink.
‘A blow is at least level 6 or higher…’
Some of them had power comparable to the highest level of 7th circle magic.
Awesomely-.
Gold starts to spread out on the shield spread out by mixing the hexagonal structure with the cube.
Russell frowned as a gust of wind blew through the cracks.
‘It’s annoying.’
It was enough to hit a new shield that had started to break, but the problem was the location of the enemy.
If they knew where they were attacking, they would launch a counterattack or come up with a way.
Despite pouring out such intense attacks without stopping, the figure of the caster was nowhere to be seen.
‘Where…where is it.’
Russell’s eyes quickly scanned his surroundings. Forming a more solid shield raised the sense of once.
Hwaaak-.
The time it took for the 8th Circle Archmage’s magical power detection area to stretch out to a diameter of several kilometers was simply an instant.
‘No?’
However, the caster was nowhere to be seen.
It has to be.
Contrary to the overwhelming sight, this was not an attack using magic.
An attack using divine instruments and divine power. If he had even sensed that, Russell would have noticed too.
However, there was no sign of divine power in the storm of Heaven.
‘Then…’
Russell’s eyes sank deeply as he glared at the pouring storm.
‘Find the location of the caster by tracing back the magical structure and circuit.’
This decision is possible because they do not yet know that it was divine power that created the storm. The reason for not sending Pepper outside to explore was simple.
‘Even if it’s Pepper, it will take quite a while to find the hidden sorcerer.’
In that case, isn’t it much simpler this way?
If there’s a problem…
‘It must be that I have to maintain the shield in the meantime.’
It would take a lot of mental strength to analyze and trace back magic of this magnitude.
then chuck-.
Someone put a hand on Russell’s shoulder and said.
“It’s a face that came up with something.”
It was Hubert.
“yes.”
“Then try it. If you’re worried about maintaining your shield, we’ll help.”
“If we are…”
After a puzzled voice, voices from several people came from behind Hubert.
“We too are magic…”
“Each person’s strength may be insufficient…”
“At least for a while…”
Voices that were not clearly audible were buried in the hum of the wind.
Still, Russell smiled a little.
I could clearly understand what they were trying to say.
“Then please.”
Of course, it would be impossible to completely block that storm with only their strength.
However, at least you will be able to relieve some of the burden placed on you.
“Do not join.”
Starting with Hubert’s voice, various magical powers begin to overlap along Russell’s shield.
Along with that, the burden on Russell was also considerably reduced, and Russell inhaled slowly.
“Sueup…”
A breath pulled deep into the lungs.
The moment I opened my closed eyes, the pupils that were torn vertically were revealed.
Her amber eyes, shining like jewels, flashed and raised her head.
I stared at the storm that covered the sky with dragon eyes.
‘I’m going…’
The moment the mana that stretched out of my hand came into contact with the storm. Scattered into dozens and hundreds of branches, they begin to spread.
Papababat-.
What Russell wants to pursue is a link with the magician that exists beyond the swirling flow of magical power.
Following the dispersing magic, Russell’s consciousness also expands rapidly.
Strong mental strength that does not show even a single sway even in the dizzying swirling storm of magical power.
and analytical skills.
It was thanks to everyone’s growth while analyzing Hellfire.
How long have you been wandering between magical powers? In the end, it was discovered that Russell’s consciousness was connected to the flow of magical power.
‘This…!?’
It was only then that Russell’s face contorted into a grim face as he grasped the identity of this massive attack.
‘Divine power-!’
I thought it was an unusual magic, but I thought it was an attack made with divine power, not magical power!
‘Kuk-!’
Realizing its true nature, it was the moment Russell hurriedly tried to recover his consciousness.
Something gigantic begins to flow from the thinly connected string.
Kwagwagwa-.
It was the divine power of Boreas dwelling in the heavenly palace.
The north wind and the divine power left by the god of violence rushed toward Russell, forming a fierce torrent.
It’s already too late to retrieve consciousness Bang!
Russell’s consciousness collided with Boreas’s divine power, and for a moment, a feeling of mind-bending pain struck Russell’s mind.
If I hadn’t clenched my teeth, my consciousness would have dispersed and disappeared.
The aftermath of the collision with the divine power was not the only one.
Jureureuk-.
“────Wow!”
Blood was vomited from the blow that went beyond the consciousness and reached the main body.
“Priests!”
“majesty!”
Hubert and other wizards urgently shouted, but there was no time to pay attention to that.
It was because if I was off guard even for a moment, I would have become conscious of the violent divine power.
‘Isn’t this an ordinary god?’
The godhead itself is a fairly high-ranking godhead, to the extent that it has been called the wind god of Olympia.
In addition, the divine power contained in the god was also unusual.
Arachne’s sewing machine was at a level that could not be compared.
‘To respond to this level of
divine power…’ Russell will also have to do his best.
However, if he did so, the shield would disappear, and his body as well as the magicians around him would suffer damage close to annihilation.
desperate situation.
Meanwhile, Boreas’ divine power was ravenously teasing himself to consume Russell’s consciousness.
The will is gone, and only strength and violence remain. In his eyes, the mind of the 8th Circle mage looked like delicious prey.
And just then.
Something inside Russell awakened.
[???]
As if stimulated by Boreas’s divine power, he roared as he stretched ferociously.
‘what?!’
The thing that protruded from inside Russell opened its mouth wide.
He bit off the divine power of Boreas.
───── Kwajeok!
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‘This-!’
The moment the power that came out from within himself bit into Boreas’ divine power, Russell was able to realize the true nature of that power.
‘divine power…!’
it was divine power.
A divine power that is far more arrogant than that of Boreas, but possesses great power.
But was there any basis for that arrogance?
──────Kwajeok!
With a frightening sound, the divine power that came out of Russell’s body engulfed Boreas’ divine power and swelled with him.
The divine energy that had jumped out returned to Russell’s inner world, and the newly awakened divinity spread throughout his body.
Hwaaak-.
A golden light of dawn hovers faintly around Russell and then fades away.
The same dawn as that of the dragon that appeared above the barracks the day before. In it, Russell was guessing the reason why he had divinity.
‘The Dragon King.’
The ruler of all dragons and at the same time a revered god.
The descendant and successor of such a dragon god is himself. It wouldn’t be strange if he inherited his divinity.
‘The trigger was…then.’
The moment I tried to imitate Brahmastra and capture even a fragment of it.
The explosion that happened at that moment.
Perhaps this divinity has been in his body ever since.
As evidence of that, the text marked [???] was distorted and a new alarm came to mind.
[I am awakening to my divinity as a Dragon Emperor.]
In the midst of this, Russell quietly moved his finger.
When I look up, I can see that the storm that was filling the sky above the canyon has disappeared.
It was a storm that was maintained by divinity and divine power.
Since such divinity was ripped off…
‘There’s no way the storm will remain.’
He did not know what changes the divinity dwelling in his body would bring in the future.
However, it was as clear as what I had to do at this moment.
Shuk-.
Russell turned his head. Just before the collision with the divinity, the direction in which the force was connected was clearly observed.
“Priests?”
Hubert murmured in a trembling voice at Russell’s appearance, which seemed to have changed a little and subtly gave him a sense of awe.
“Go for a while—
Before he could finish his words, Russell’s model disappeared on the spot.
“—I will come.”
As if echoing, the last voice Russell left behind was scattered in the wind.
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“Cuck!”
The man who was holding the heavenly palace in sudden pain knelt down on the spot.
The man’s name is Philip Mason.
He was the eldest son of a renowned Mason archery family in the Empire.
A rising powerhouse who has not reached the level of Master yet, but may rise to the level of Master within a few years.
Besides, his father was the one and only Bow Master in the Empire.
Isn’t that the reason why he has a divine instrument called the heavenly palace?
“young master!”
“—Bocchan!”
As he collapses while grabbing his heart, those hiding in the darkness appear and surround him.
In the meantime, Philip’s fingertips trembled.
“What the hell just… What…”
He even borrowed a pair of shoes to make credit for the news that Endymion’s guys might be raiding the logistics center here today.
“What the hell is this…”
A gibberish voice.
It was worth it.
For an instant, the enormous pain that came from Boreas was about to pierce his heart as well as his brain.
What followed was a sense of exhaustion, as if the soul had been ripped out.
It was he who was connected to Boreas through a psychic. In a situation where Boreas’ divinity was ruthlessly ripped off, his spirit would not be safe.
That was the moment.
“Do young master. Cnidium?!”
At the cry of an attendant, he raised his head with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.
“Cheocheongung… why is Cheongoong…?”
I could see that the bow, which had been huge as if made of silver, was crumbling into black ash.
“This can’t be. A family heirloom…why is it a sacred weapon…?!”
It was the result of the disappearance of the divinity that maintained its existence as a god.
“It can’t be like this. It can’t be like this!”
Confused, he hurriedly moved his hand.
I tried to sweep up the scattered ashes, but there was no way the divinity that had been ripped off would come back.
and the next moment.
“Here you are.”
A bleak voice was heard cutting through the wind.
dragon-swallowed wizard
