Elf Slave Knight 392

Chapter 392 – 392. War of Dragons (5)

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Countless red harpoons shot up all at once, and at the same time, 100 magic cannons created a super-yeontanwoo (硝煙彈雨) in the sky, turning the surrounding area into chaos.

Overwhelming destructive and killing power,
It was as if they were under volley fire from a large fleet.

Then, heavy pieces of metal in the shape of an anchor responsible for braking the ship fell like meteors, aiming at Yushin, who was running with the Lemeria upside down.

“To the harpoon, the cannon… To the anchor there. Could that goddamn ability be the power to summon a part of the fleet?”

The pirate who dominated all the seas of the world, Bartholomew Bowen’s ability was close to that of a one-man fleet.

As expected of Grid,
His ability was comparable to that of the last king of Vulcanus.

Yushin, whose only goal was to keep distance from harpoons, shelling, and falling anchors like meteors, was increasingly put on the defensive.

Haha! Show me the power of defeating Vortigan, Demon King Slayer!!”

Cried the Butcher, laughing loudly in the dust.

Leeway was overflowing.
It was the aspect of a strong man with overwhelming power.

The Butcher, who led dozens of pirate ships and swept the world’s seas, causing hundreds of thousands of innocent victims, had no hesitation in attacking.

“Let go, ally!”
“Just keep quiet!”

Yushin frowned and shouted at the resistance of the red dragon, which showed a strong response while shaking his body.

If you get caught in the bombardment, you die.

After exhausting all his strength from the merciless bombardment, he would become a hive of sharp harpoons, and then be crushed by anchors that fell like meteors and become an unrecognizable piece of meat.

‘We have to come up with a breakthrough somehow. If only we could break through the artillery fire and close the distance… We might be able to prepare a stepping stone for a reversal….’

Yushin swallowed his saliva and turned his head to look at the butcher.

It is a look full of relaxation.
The desire to crush that relaxed face surged up.

However, since Lemeria was burdened by the situation, it was not possible to forcefully switch to the offensive.

“Fuck it, Queen Anne’s Revenge.”

As Bartholomew revealed his teeth, he urged the magic cannons that constantly spewed fire.

The magic cannons, which poured punishment toward the ground, boasted more intense firepower and drove Yushin, who was running away with a short distance, into a corner.

Rays falling like thunder,
Sharply rising harpoons and constantly dropping anchors.

The demon king slayer and the daughter of the dragon lord were like prey caught in a spider’s web.

“I will join you, Demon King Slayer!!”

An elf male with a pure white glow in his hand rushed at it.

He clenched his fist.
He stretched out his fist towards the merciless rain of rays.

Temple fruit and science ─── !!

At that moment, something unbelievable happened.

The moment it touches the pure white radiance,
The unstoppable beams of light were scattered and dissipated into fine sparks.

A gray-haired elf man who showed up and saved Yushin and Lemeria at the moment they were on the brink of extinction. He opened his mouth as he pointed his white-glow fist at Bar Solo Mew.

“The 2nd seat of the commander, Miguel La Mancha.”

It was a short and concise introduction.

Appearing with a gust of wind, the elven warrior chief showed off the hero’s intimidation toward the butcher.

“I thought Queen Anne’s Revenge would extinguish all the bombardments she had dropped…. I didn’t know there was a strong one like you among the weak elves.”

Bartholomew let out admiration and hurled the harpoon at Miguel with all his might.

At that, Miguel stretched out his fist.

It is not the left hand that emits pure white brilliance,
He swung his right hand, which began to radiate a beautiful ink light like the night sky embracing the stars.

“Crush in one blow, Phoebe.”
Brilliant ink light filled the air.

After breaking Bartholomew’s harpoon,
Before long, the ink strikes began to be directed at the butcher.

The wave that started from the fist that was thrown out with all your might showed off its absolute majesty. Waves of ink broke through the densely packed harpoons and finally reached Bartholomew.

“That’s amazing.”

Bartholomew, who took out a new harpoon, exclaimed in admiration and confronted the waves of ink light.

He didn’t back down
On the contrary, he only boldly faced the enemy’s offensive.

As if showing off his courage, he fired a harpoon while standing on two feet. The ink-colored waves stabbed by the sharp harpoon were fleetingly extinguished like a living creature whose life had been cut off.

“Miguel.”
“Are you okay?”

Miguel wore a radiance in his left hand and a rosary in his right.

The left hand armed with absolute defense, Koios.
The right hand armed with an absolute attack, Phoebe.

Armed with the holy relic bestowed by the elven pledgers, the elven male showed his determination and courage.

“Thanks to you, I lived.”
“It’s an overstatement.”

Putting Lemeria on her back, Yushin raised her thunderbolt sword and aimed it at Bar Solo Mew.

Demon slayer and hero,
Yangwoong, representing the Holy Empire, aimed at the butcher.

A sword armed with lightning and knuckles emitting black and white light. Witnessing the power raging, Bar Solomu waited for her fight with a thick smile.

“Bartholomew Bowen!!”

A lightning bolt dyed black reached Bartholomew’s eyes, pulverizing all the harpoons with a flash of lightning.

At that, the butcher brandished a harpoon.

The sword and harpoon collided.
A flash of light flashed and the fight began.

“I’ll rip that mug apart.”
“It’s scary.”

Demon King’s Sword
Black Rakshasa (黑羅刹)

A black trail crosses the air.

A sharp cutting force threatened Bar Solo Mew as it slashed through her atmosphere.

“Haha!”

The sharp end of the harpoon deflected the black rakes.

Subsequently, it turned into an attack and threatened Yushin.

‘You say he bounces off black rakes casually? Could it be that, like Vortigan, this bastard is a strong man who has reached the level of Eight Amber!’

Vortigan Kaures, who is said to have boasted of being undefeated before fighting the sword saint Reinhilder to the death.

A monster of Eight Amber that wielded the white color of corruption that obliterated all living things around it.

Vortigan came to mind when I saw Bartholomew wielding a harpoon and cutting off the Demon King’s sword one after another. Yushin frowned as he thought a terrible nightmare was replaying.

“Sing, Black Bart.”

Yushin aiming her thunderbolt sword, Miguel rushing forward wielding black and white fists, and Lemeria wielding the flames of eternity to avenge her.

Bar Solomu, who had been targeted by the three at the same time, played her cursed song while opening her powers bestowed on her harpoon.

* * *

Intruders entered Lair.

The aliens who assisted the daughter of the Dragon Lord moved in perfect order.

The two people showed sharp hostility toward the intruders, to the extent that it was doubtful whether it was a raccoon dog known for its slow movements.

“It’s an intruder!”
“The customer is fighting!”

A bewitching beauty with her red hair hanging down wielded her blackened greatsword.

The three men who oppose the demon king,
Strangely, they were wielding ice balls.

It was a powerful ice ball that was able to achieve a close match against Heukyeom, the secret skill of the power of heatwave. The power carried by the ice ball was comparable to that of the mighty cold.

“It’s getting noisy.”
“For a beast-like insignificant thing to dare to show hostility… !”

Raccoons with round ears and tails surrounded the surroundings while spewing out cries.

Pulling out sharp claws,
He developed flame magic, probably under the influence of the red dragon he respected as his master.

Perhaps their hearts were twisted at the sight of them trying to resist with flame magic that was nothing more than a candlelight, but the masters of the ice sphere set aside Savnak for a while and tried to target the devians first.

“Your opponent is me!”
The demon king of heat waves with a black sword caught the eyes of the enemies who were aiming for the raccoons.

Those who wield strange powers.
Binggong, who had enough power to fight Heuk-Yeom, was a bit annoying, but not to the point that he couldn’t deal with it.

Compared to Vortigan and Bartholomew, who had risen to the level of Eight Amber, they were nothing more than clumsy people. Of course, befitting a puppet possessed by a beast of lust, he was strong enough to count on one hand among the formidable enemies he had encountered so far.

“You win, sir!”
“We will be cheering for you!”
Savnak raised the corners of his mouth to the cheers of the raccoon beasts, who shouted while wagging their ears and tail.

It wasn’t a bad feeling.
It was as if he was receiving support from his subordinates.

Thanks to the cheering, Savnak, who was in a very good mood, gave off a black flame even more fiercely while making a determined expression.

“I am the demon king of the heatwave that burned everything to ashes, and I am also the only adversary of the demon king slayer! I’ll melt your insignificant coldness at once!!”

Black Flame 17 Sword
Chest Demon Flames

The flames drew a beautiful arc.

Forming sharp slashes one after another, he pressed the three men using the ice ball at the same time.

Seeing this, the raccoons let out a roar.
As if dazzled by the figure of Savnak wielding flames dyed as black as pitch black like limbs, he gazed intently.

* * *

Just as everyone else jumped into battle, Liana was also dealing with one of the puppets.

She was a woman with flowing blonde hair.
The woman clutching her sharp longsword snorted at her as she looked at her elven warrior chief pointing her blade at her.

It was an attitude of blatant contempt.

“You dare to stop me on a weak subject? It looks like he’s crazy about wanting to die.”

The blonde woman was at the height of Six Amber.

In her lifetime, she was also known for being the best sword that represented the kingdom, and she even had a reputation for brute force and humility.

That’s why she spoke as if she looked down on Liana.
It was because the elven warrior commander in front of her was nothing more than a sewage with a lower level than herself. No matter how special she was, she couldn’t defeat herself.

“As the warrior chief representing the elves… I can’t back down like a coward!”

Liana recalled her Yusin, who never gave up her will even in the midst of her desperate crisis.

A human who always moved forward.
She recalled the appearance of the demon slayer who fought against the six demon lords.

Deploying her bluish mana blade, the elven warrior commander never backed down even though she knew she could never defeat the enemy in front of her.

“Cow, guest… ! I give up… Just go… !”
The raccoon girl who was being protected by Liana muttered as her whole body trembled.

The girl, who looked so young that she was barely ten years old, tugged at Liana’s collar, telling her to leave and run away.

“No, I will protect you.”

Liana raised her sword in her graceful gesture and aimed it at her blonde knight.

As the warrior chief representing the elves.
As the academy’s swordsmanship instructor who teaches students.

There are situations in which you cannot back down even though you know it is unfavorable. This was the case now. Therefore, Liana urged her weakly trembling body to build up her fighting spirit.

“It is a tearful situation. If it were the other guys, I would have appreciated that magnificent courage and overlooked it, but unfortunately, I really hate children.”

The blonde haired female sage looked down at the trembling raccoon girl with her disgusted gaze.

Willingness to kill,
It was revealed that she was cruel, intending to tear and erect a girl as tender as a newborn calf.

She revealed her blind killing intentions towards her blonde little girl who lived here, as if she had suffered a terrible trauma that she would never forget.

“Kuk!”

A blonde haired female knight approaching while raising a chilly black air like a frosty wind.

Liana felt her hair grow soft.

Die.
She had a hunch that she would die in unison.

“For trying to swing a sword at a kid who hasn’t even lost weight, this is a bitch crazier than I am.”

When Grid’s puppet took a step forward and tried to wield a sword that fell cold like a frost wind,

A man appeared with a harsh curse.

She was a man with two long swords hanging down.
The longsword in her right hand emitted waves of dark blue light.

The blonde haired resident, who was ruthlessly hostile to the appearance of the man who suddenly showed up without any notice, as well as Liana, who was protecting her little girl, looked at him with surprised eyes.