Chapter 553,
Chapter 145. Foreshadowing (22)
Kieeeeeeeek-!
An awl resounded throughout the battlefield. In 1795, when Andrei Ziffle was cornered and took out the demon stone, this sound was heard.
But then it was on a different level. The current demon stone was in a state of high perfection that was incomparable to that time.
‘Did Kelliac start using the demon stone in earnest…!’
As soon as the second match started, Jin and his colleagues knew that Kelliac had brought the Demon Stone. Quikantel was terrified, and Ziffle’s dragons seemed to have seizures even with safety harnesses around their necks.
Even so, when I felt the power of the demon stone being released, goose bumps ran down my back.
“That must have been the power originally hidden to deal with Runkandel. It seems that your family head has finally decided that Sir Ron can’t be helped.”
He replied calmly, but Jin had no choice but to assume that the situation could turn around. Both the battlefield in the sky and the battlefield on the ground.
As soon as the demon stone was opened, Octavia’s recovery accelerated. It reminded me of a conversation I had with Sandra Ziple on the Gaipa Islands.
– Shall we get married? I heard that marriage talks are going back and forth with the lady of the secret palace. How about me?
-If you tell me the secret of your super-regeneration, I’ll consider it.
-is it so? It’s not a very difficult condition. Do you know that it is a drinking stone? With it, we can imitate some of the powers of some gods… ‘
Super regeneration by demon stone…’
Instead, black smoke rose and formed new hands.
I witnessed the same super-regeneration in 1795 when I fought Andrei Buretta. Black bones were formed and turbid, bizarre skin sprouted.
It wasn’t just Octavia that was recovering like that.
Wounded members of the Wraiths also began to regain their energy through super-regeneration… Even the already dead Wraiths were raising their bodies unpleasantly.
Soon, Octavia put the broken staff back together with the magic of light and met Jin’s eyes. Black blood was still flowing from his left eye.
“okay. Ron Hyland and you too. You shock us too much.”
“Why didn’t the pupil recover?”
“To not forget today.”
“I won’t be able to forget it anyway, but you do all sorts of useless things.”
He spoke calmly, but it was difficult to swallow his regret. The chance to end Octavia is now gone.
If that was the case, he would have accepted this bitter situation somehow, but the problem was that, unlike them, most of his allies were injured or exhausted.
Runkandel or Talaris’ participation in the war was desperately needed.
“…my lord.”
Valkas stood next to Jin and said.
“You must step back now.”
Balkas’s voice was low and dark.
He was recalling the conversation he had with Casimir before the second leg.
-…I have a feeling that this war may decide the fate of not only the Geomwangseong, but also the world.
– Neither do I.
– Even if Sir Dante wakes up and all of us escape the Imperial Palace, it will only put the situation on hold in the end. all-out negotiations. One of the two is bound to happen. Unless the white stone is destroyed.
-We just need to focus on supporting our master in any situation. The master will never give up on his friend, but if the master is in danger of falling because of that… We must make sure that the master does not fall even if we trample on the master’s heart.
This is what Balkas felt right now.
If he didn’t back down now, it seemed that death would be the only possible future for Jin, the Barmal Alliance, and the Sword Saints.
Of course, to Valkas, Jin’s survival was nothing compared to Dante’s life. Everyone in the Barmal Union was like that.
In particular, I couldn’t let Jin die in such a hopeless fight. I don’t know if the demon stone hadn’t restored Octavia and the wraith, but there really was no answer right now.
Unfortunately, even Balkas went crazy, but the more he was like this, the more he had to accept the reality calmly.
“Master… you’ve had enough.”
The grip on the sword was strained, and the teeth grinding as if the jaw would break.
Jin knew better than anyone else that Valkas was right.
In the end, Jin made a choice.
“I will retreat.”
Of course, Jin never intended to give up on Dante… but
continuing to fight would only lead to the death of not only himself but also those who followed him.
The name ‘Jin Runkandel’ and the influence he holds are no longer entirely personal. The lives of countless comrades were in his hands.
It was tantamount to betrayal to abandon them all for a friend who might have already crossed the river of no return. As their master and colleague, it was a choice they should never have made.
“But… I’ll have to take a look at my resistance.”
If there is really no hope even after retreating to the resistance where Dante is located, if I can’t see a way to save him, then I will back down unconditionally. Jin was saying that.
“The retreat may be more difficult in the inner castle.”
“No, rather resistance increases everyone’s chances of survival. The family won’t be able to observe the castle, so they will definitely send someone.”
In fact, Rosa had already given the order to Stam, the leader of the Black Knights, to save Jin.
The people of Runcandel would not be interested in the lives of anyone other than Jin, but if they fought Octavia, it would inevitably make the party’s escape easier.
Another titan who was still maintaining neutrality, Talaris Endorma, the non-gungju, might also be in the inner world.
Above all.
Jin was recalling an old memory. That day when his first sister, Luna Runcandel, cut down the Demon Stone. It seemed that there was nothing in the world Ron could not cut.
Runkandel and Thalaris and Ron. Among the three, Runkandel’s intervention was definitive, so there was no reason not to check the resistance, and Balkas agreed.
By then, Octavia had completed her recovery. The reshaped magic of light and linkage magic were flying towards the party.
jjwoong-!
Valkas stepped forward, slashing the beam that fell on Jin.
“I will retreat with the Sword Saints behind me. Master, head to the castle as quickly as possible with the rest of the personnel.”
* * *
The pupils were empty, and a black face with grotesquely distorted places replaced the sky.
It was a face protruding from the demon stone. Kieek Kieek-! It was screaming incessantly, as if it was in great agony to expose its face to the world.
It may not be a scream, but a roar threatening enemies, or it may just be a meaningless scream.
What was clear was that the gloomy and terrible voice overwhelms everyone in the Imperial Palace. Even Ron Hylan looked straight at the demon stone’s face and felt his whole body getting heavy.
He had never seen anything more terrible in his life. It wasn’t just a feeling that came from the hideous shape, but an inexplicably deep and dark aura that colored the battlefield.
‘Something like that… Are you saying that Zipple was made by humans?’
Until now, he had faced Kelliac and Zipple’s fleet alone, but he had not wavered an inch.
But not now. I couldn’t
help but
feel like I couldn’t cut it. It seemed that if there was a human in the world who could cut that, it would have to be Shiron, not himself.
I heard the ‘confidence’ that no one would be able to cut it if it wasn’t him. It was a certainty that he could have because he was an unmanned person closest to the realm of creation.
‘Dante is my grandson.’
Dante’s face came to mind.
In addition to the feeling that you may not be able to protect the child, what can you do for your grandson?
There was only one.
‘If I can’t protect you, I will make sure that he can return alive.’
I caught Rashid.
I made up my mind and made up my mind. To push away the certainty of defeat. Because if you fight without pushing that conviction away, nothing will happen.
Shortly after, Ron was able to face the Demon Stone again with the same eyes as usual.
“Lon Hiran. I never thought I would use this power against you.”
Kelliac floated in front of the Demon Stone’s face and said.
He looked completely different from before. He looked like a young boy, not a gray-haired old man.
And Ron intuitively knew that it was a phenomenon caused by the assimilation of Kelliac and the Demon Stone.
“I salute you.”
“How can a monster pay homage to a man, Kellyac Ziple. You are no longer the human I used to know. The fact that I once competed with you on a human-to-human basis is disgusting.”
At that, Kellyak smiled bitterly.
“I understand.”
Hroti was dyed black. It was a dark and deep black color that would not be unreasonable even if it was stained with aura.
“The only consideration I can do for you is to make you go to rest quickly.”
A black flash of light extended from Hroti. The black flash has no sound or presence. Like a spiritual sword that has reached its peak.
At the same time, Ron also swung Rashid.
But Ron didn’t think it was ‘simultaneous’. He recognized that his reaction was delayed by a much lower unit of time than 1 second.
The black flash broke through the huge intangible sword that spread between them so easily and reached Ron.
Thanks to the intangible sword technique slowing down the progress even a little bit, Ron was able to overcome the time difference and completely knock out the black flash.
Skip-!
The moment Rashid and the black flash collided, a strange sound was heard.
And Ron had to feel the black flash pass across his cheek, which he thought he had brushed off.
Something that shouldn’t have happened in his realm.
Kiaa Kieaek!
The Demon Stone’s scream sounded like it was laughing at Ron.
On the back of Ron’s hand, who wiped the blood from his cheek with a hard expression, a gray pattern sprouted like runes.
He opened the sword of the king of kings.
