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Chapter 552 Chapter
145. Omen (21)
Octavia thought that even if Rosa led the Dark Knights herself, she would not be defeated.
It would be shocking to assume that they were killed, but this is the result of fighting Jin and the others. It wasn’t even the result of carelessness.
She obviously brought out the best magic she could, but even so, it was just not enough to withstand Jin and Misha’s fire.
It’s not over yet.
I want to stand up again, but my broken body convulses.
“The captain has regained consciousness!”
“Captain orders…!”
The specter guards guarding her were shouting urgently.
Due to the clash between Jin and Misha’s flames and Octavia’s vision season, the battle on the ground reached its climax at once.
Both sides were desperately squeezing their remaining strength as soon as Octavia fell. The observatory had to stop the unmanned people who were trying to seize the opportunity, and Jin and the others had to somehow end Octavia.
Everyone has the conviction that if Octavia is not completely stopped now, there will be no next time. In the gap where the Wraith couldn’t attack properly to protect her, he had to strengthen his winning spirit.
3 people were killed and 6 people were injured to such an extent that they could not fight. On the other hand, all of the Bamal Alliance were injured, but no one died.
It was the result of Runcandel’s magic sword breaking the magic of Ziple. Of course, this would never have happened if Jin was alone.
But Misha, like Octavia, gave her all.
While the battle continued again, Misha was unable to fight. Even transforming back into a human in order to lessen the shock from the aftermath of the battle seemed difficult and breathless.
“Misha-sama, are you okay?”
Jin was also a little tired, but it wasn’t to the extent that there was a big problem in the battle. Misha nodded and smiled lightly.
“I thought it would disappear without a trace, but it seems I underestimated it a bit.”
“I was lacking.”
“Not like that. That, too, is just a monster…”
Kuk Misha spat out a clouded aura and glared at the back of the observatory.
She had expected that the fire of Jin, who had unleashed all her powers together, would surely kill Octavia.
“Be careful, Jean. Octavia Ziple… will probably happen again.”
Jin had such a premonition.
He lost an eye, had severe reflux symptoms, and his body was all shattered, but it didn’t look like Octavia was going to end like this.
New light magic began to gather near Octavia, who had already collapsed. Shining magical powers clung to Octavia’s body and healed her.
The Wraith waited for Octavia to command.
It was because they still had options. Will you retreat or will you fight?
On the other hand, the Geomwangseong camp had no choice. Because there was nowhere to retreat anyway.
Had the Wraith Corps judged that Octavia was completely incapacitated, they would have already chosen to retreat with her.
Octavia slowly raised herself up. The staggering shape seemed to collapse at any moment, but the magic of light held the center instead.
“There is no retreat… The battle continues.”
At her command, the Wraith’s magic became more aggressive.
Misha fell into the rear ranks and hid in Murakan’s tent, and the rest of the warriors regrouped around Jin.
Now, there were a total of 20 people who could fight in the Watchtower. However, as soon as Octavia recovers, Jin and the others have no choice but to fight harder than before.
“Your name is long, too, Octavia Ziple.”
There were still remnants of the fire in Bradamante. Jin discharged his remaining magical energy to light the fire again.
It seemed to be a sign of something. As soon as the sword started burning, Jin’s party and the Observers threw their swords and staffs at each other again.
Everyone is tired and hurt. No one can fully display their original skills on the battlefield on the ground.
That’s why their battle was getting closer to the prototype of the act of ‘fighting’. A melee close to what is commonly called a primitive and desperate fight.
The wizards stabbed by the sword and the knights who were enchanted did not scream, but screamed like beasts.
In particular, the strength of Jin and the swordsmen stood out.
In such a pure fight, it was only natural that the sword of Runkandel and the sword of King Hiran, which was made after that sword, would shine the most.
desperately.
Jin was moving towards Octavia. Bradamante, who was stained with black blue, collided with magic and shields every time he swung, and blood surged from his throat due to the repulsion, but it did not stop.
If you stop, it’s over. Since they had already entered the ranks of the enemy, falling or stopping here meant death.
The same was true of his comrades who followed him into the enemy camp.
It was like crossing a sea that once you start swimming, you can never go back. The moment you stop before reaching that end, the only thing that comes to you is cold death.
Every moment there was a danger of being killed and being crippled every second.
There was no warrior who was afraid of a single person while throwing himself down that road. Everyone just looked at Jin’s back and pushed the enemies flying into his blind spot, trusting him and moving forward.
‘Why doesn’t the 12 Horsemen fall down…!’
‘Are you saying that even after making the damn captain like that, he still has strength left!’
The human named Jin Runkandel was always incomprehensible to the magicians of Ziffle.
How on earth can they perform such a miracle every time? Why are they, who are clearly objectively superior in power, being pushed back? What is this power?
When did he become such a gigantic enemy…
Even if he used evil spells and used great magic, Jin’s breakthrough speed showed no sign of slowing down.
I will stop this time, I will take a step back this time, I will collapse this time…!
All of those predictions were wrong. Even once, the wraith’s link magic hit Jin’s chest authentically, but he didn’t seem to be hit at all.
The linking magic seemed to pass through the ghost.
Do you feel like passing through a ghost?
Shit!
At that moment, the specter members had to realize a terrible fact.
The fact that they were fooled by the black dragon Misha’s pranks once again.
It wasn’t the real Jin that the Wraiths were attacking from the middle of the breakthrough. It was Jin’s illusion that Misha had created last before leaving for the rear.
Unlike the spiritual doll, the virtual image has no physical power, but it was enough to deceive the enemies who lost their pace.
“Can you afford to put so much effort into illusions? I don’t think so.”
Jin said, stabbing a sword into the belly of a wraith.
He was hiding among the swordsmen while the attacks focused on the illusion. And the specter he killed was the person who guarded right in front of Octavia.
By then, Octavia was in a state of considerable improvement and holding her own. However, it was only better than right after being burned, but not enough to fight yet.
“Stop!”
Magical rays flew through the body of the Wraith, which hadn’t even collapsed yet. Jin barely turned his head, and the beam of light just brushed his cheek.
He couldn’t afford to dodge the ensuing attack, but the swordsman Ruyan stepped forward at incredible speed to protect him.
In the snow, Ruyan’s wrist was as thin as a dry twig. It is unbelievable that it is the wrist of an unmanned person who has been training all his life.
The rest of the Sword Saints who followed were all masters of using the thin sword of the King like her.
But as they grew thinner, their swords became sharper. Just like a flame blooming in full bloom right before it goes out.
There was no time to say thank you or exchange glances. Jin dug inside once more, leaving the unmanned people behind.
“Octavia Zipple!”
Fire-!
The aura and fire surrounding Bradamante grew thicker. Octavia was avoiding Jin’s sword by taking a backward step.
It was originally unacceptable for a person of her caliber to take such a clumsy backwards step while fighting.
No matter how much a wizard is, there are basic martial arts that must be mastered to deal with warriors, and she never backtracked even when dealing with warriors who had a clear advantage over Jin.
It was an action that could only be seen in a sewage fight, but Octavia had no choice.
‘If only I had one more minute to recover…!’
However, Jin was unable to cut her after randomly throwing her out.
The specter was a specter. Although the swordsman and his colleagues risked their lives to push them back, it was not enough to completely break down the last line of deterrence.
If Octavia was fine, they couldn’t have reached this point in the first place.
Octavia felt her whole body cold with cold sweat as the wind of the blade brushed past her nose.
‘Now 55 seconds 54… Damn it!’
The time felt so long.
It seemed that the subordinates would not be able to fully protect themselves within that time. It wasn’t because the specter’s abilities were lacking.
Strong, great, or lucky can never be explained… It’s just that Jin is special.
Amid the barrage of swordsmanship and magic, Jin, as always, thought of only one thing.
cut
Before learning Spiritual Sword Type 1 from the brothers, he was practicing the essence of the demonic sword that he had already realized.
He was armed with the will to slash.
That will reached Octavia once again, escaping the encirclement of the Wraith.
The moment the blue-black sword was raised to the sky to cut herself, Octavia had to face a huge and dark emotion she had long forgotten.
fear.
The fear of dying at this rate.
“Ouch!”
“Ouch!”
The moment the sword fell down, Octavia and Jin screamed at the same time.
The specter’s magic ray hit Jin’s back. Although the aura armor blocked it, Bradamante couldn’t separate Octavia as a species because her eyes went white from the shock.
Squeak-!
What Jin slashed was Octavia’s staff, which he reflexively held out, and his right hand holding it.
Dark bluish fire clings to the cut surface, preventing the recovery of light, and the severed hand instantly turns to ashes and flutters away.
It was unreasonable to dig further than that.
‘Once you join your allies, you have to seize the chance again. Octavia’s recovery will be delayed anyway, so I’ll be able to win…!’
If you go in further, you may not know yourself, but your allies will surely die. Jin backed away and looked down at the fallen Octavia.
“You said that there is nothing to be afraid of in the world, but what about now? Octavia Zipple. Is that arrogant heart still there?”
Octavia has lived her entire life, and the only moment that was more humiliating and humiliating than today was the day she faced Chiron.
Whether it was because of Misha, the Black Dragon, or the struggle beyond the expectations of the Sword Master and his colleagues, or Jin’s specialty.
Whatever the reason, Octavia was virtually defeated in the battle on the ground. Even with absolute superiority, it was completely defeated. Octavia herself had no choice but to admit it.
“This fight is your victory, Gene Runkandel.”
“I haven’t cut you yet, so it’s not over. And it would be nice if you could correct it as the victory of the Barmal Alliance and the Imperial Palace. I won’t be able to do that if I die…”
The moment he said that.
Suddenly, Jin felt a terrible energy that he had only felt once a long time ago start from the sky. Other colleagues felt the same energy that Jin recognized.
Octavia said this in a calm voice.
“But my defeat does not mean Ziple’s defeat… It must be a pity for you guys.”
What the party was feeling was the energy of the Demon Stone, which was finally unlocked.
