Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Dragon Fight (2)

The battle method of the Light Dragon Nakterion was truly typical.

“The Light of Destruction Through, Mass Strike Impeon!”

He fired a series of golden beams, blocking enemy access as much as possible.

If the opponent tried to execute a short-ranged offensive to avoid his attacks, he would swing both front feet and widen his distance again.

He was so big that just swinging his front feet swept away the whole ground.

Stepping backward, Han-bin thought, ‘It’s an obvious attack.’

It was the method used by most Dragons whom he had fought, as well as giant Demon Dogs.

‘Yeah, it’s obvious, but…’

At the same time, it was quite unusual.

Both front feet were just to keep him at a distance, and his main attack was his magic spells.

Never did they stick their teeth in or swing their tails like other giant monsters.

He didn’t allow himself to show the back of his head while adhering to the front, which greatly reduced the risk of being hit by counters instead of monotonous attacks.

He thought his defense was a little different.

Ryu Han-bin, who took the opportunity to dig into the gap, lowered his Gigant.

-Aura Blast!

Nakterion raised Mana to defend in turn.

“Triple Barriers, Trinity Arcane Shield!”

Blade Aura struck through all three layers of it.

When the mana field was broken one after another, the devastation reached the opponent’s scales.

“Huh!”

Nakterion twisted his body away.

The angle of the attack was off. Hence, the Blade Aura deflected off of his scales instead.

Boom!

The Ancient Golden Dragon appeared between the explosions.

“Wow, it’s pretty painful to deflect your attacks.”

His golden scales were intact and well, with only a slight scratch.

Han-bin’s eyes narrowed after checking.

‘You don’t try too hard to avoid an attack.’

He focused only on spilling as much power as he needed by mixing avoidance and protection magic.

It was a defensive method mainly used by heavy-armed Magic Swordsmen.

He knew what battle tricks the Dragon used.

“You’re used to this kind of fight, aren’t you?”

Bitterly, Nakterion replied.

“For me, the enemy I’m really afraid of isn’t the Dragon race or the Alien monsters.”

Just as Ryu Han-bin was used to fighting against a giant monster, Nakterion was also used to fighting against small humans.

“You’re perfect for practice.”

Han-bin moved again.

He penetrated to his opponent’s right flank and delivered a hacking motion against him.

A red beam soon separated the world.

“No way!”

Again, Nakterion used avoidance and magic to dodge most of the devastation.

Realizing his mistake, Ryu Han-bin frowned.

‘Oh, I swung it wrong again.’

A Vertical Cut caused that destruction. The trick of the Dog-Beating Swordsmanship didn’t take place.

‘I thought the more familiar I am, the easier it would be.’

Human beings and monsters were very different. Therefore, before learning the Dog-Beating Swordsmanship, Ryu Han-bin couldn’t control himself against humans.

But it wasn’t just a drawback.

The difference was so big that the problem was clear, and the parts that needed to be supplemented were equally so.

Hence, he was able to quickly fill in his shortcomings after mastering his new technique.

On the other hand, giant monsters and Dragons were too similar.

He didn’t have much trouble dealing with them even before he learned the Dog-Beating Swordsmanship.

That was why it was even harder. The smaller the difference, the harder it was to detect the problem.

Suddenly, Han-bin smiled.

‘Oh, there are pros and cons to everything in the world…’

Nakterion burst into a roar, apparently interpreting the smile in a different sense.

“How can you laugh? You’re still arrogant!”

A magic circle rose around the Ancient Dragon.

Three flames and seven beams came out mixed together.

Boom!

Avoiding the offensive, Ryu Han-bin pulled himself together.

“Focus… and focus…”

Returning to his original state at the Rocky Mountains, he continued to talk to himself to harness even more of his concentration.

“He’s not a Dragon. He’s not a Dragon. He’s not a Dragon…”

Image training.

He painted a firm picture in his mind by capturing himself through language.

“He’s a dog. He’s a dog. He’s a dog…”

Nakterion’s expression became distorted.

‘How dare you call me a dog?’

Of course, Ryu Han-bin didn’t bother to correct the misunderstanding.

There was no harm in fuming the enemy. It meant he was losing his temper.

“I’ll melt you down to your last bone!”

Angered, Nakterion poured out one flame magic after another.

Dozens of fire spears pounded the ground one after another.

As he cleverly escaped from the bombing, Han-bin stretched Gigant behind his waist.

‘The important thing is to meld a new fighting principle into the sword.’

His right hand created light of destruction.

-Crosscut!

Magnificent ruination covered the planes, carpet-bombing the flying flames.

All the fiery attacks burst out in unison.

‘…!’

Nakterion’s expression changed.

He couldn’t explain it, but the current attack was somehow different from before.

‘What is it?’

Han-bin wasn’t satisfied.

‘Not yet. It’s not like this.’

He kept digging deeper into it.

He moved the center of his body one after another and guided Aura accordingly.

He controlled his muscles and Aura simultaneously, bringing his body and mind together.

Once again, his Gigant exuded red light.

-Crosscut!

A flash broke through Nakterion’s gigantic body.

With the sound of metals being broken, his golden scales fell off. His shoulder was torn, and he coughed up blood.

“Argh!”

Ryu Han-bin smiled with satisfaction.

‘This is it. This sense is the answer!’

The art of Crosscuts for Demon Dogs and Humans, as well as the Dog-Beating Swordsmanship, were fully unified.

It was the true Crosscut for everything!

“Ugh…”

Bleeding, Nakterion recoiled.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a serious injury, but it wasn’t to be taken lightly.

“Such destructive force…”

The Ancient Golden Dragon clicked his tongue.

“As expected, you are that monster’s descendant.”

* * *

The Land Dragon Kranolus lifted his tail and twisted both wings.

“Growl!”

He was also a Force Dragon, just like Spianon.

Using human terms, he was a swordsman.

His vast Force moved according to the set flow and turned it into power.

-Magic Swordsmanship: Fire Column!

Seven flames struck Leon Hart.

Watching the scene from the sky, Effir’s eyes shone.

‘Aha, that’s how Dragons use Magic Swordsmanship?’

As expected, seeing was believing.

As she thought about it, the parts that she couldn’t solve before slowly became answered little by little.

The Force Dragons, Black Dragon Spianon, and Land Dragon Kranolus were indeed excellent teachers.

‘I’ll practice later.’

There was a difference between Dragons and Wyverns, so it was hard to apply it right away.

Circling around in the sky, she looked at the battle of her colleagues.

‘Are you all right?’

Artis was playing a close game against Spianon, the Black Dragon.

Although the only high-level magic that he could use was fire-type spells, Artis had

He was assisted by them while utilizing his flame spells to fight against the level 118 Ancient Dragon.

And in the case of Leon Hart…

“Rhamniana’s grace will protect me!”

He actually outperformed the Land Dragon Kranolus in head-to-head confrontation!

Covering his entire body with blue light, Leon Hart reached out to him with continuous offensives.

Each punch was like lightning, zapping the Land Dragon’s giant body.

Moaning, Kranolus trembled.

“Argh! How… How the hell are you so strong?”

Watching the scene, Effir clicked her tongue.

‘Leon Hart, you’ve grown stronger now, haven’t you?’

She was proud to have caught up with Leon Hart after reaching level 115. Back then, Leon Hart was just level 115 as well.

But at that moment, she was sure he was level 120 or even higher.

Despite Artis and Effir having energy absorption, Leon Hart, the human, was also fast to learn!

‘If his level gets too high, it’s more effective to get enlightenment…’

It was thanks to Leon Hart’s recent creation of a great teacher.

Holien the Transcendental, who was once the strongest Spiritist on Latna.

Absorbing her knowledge and wisdom like water, he eventually went beyond the barriers in his path.

It was like gaining a new epiphany.

On top of that, he maintained his youth and heyday as a blessing by the Goddesses, so transcendent growth was possible for as long as he was given a chance.

Effir was relieved as she continued to look at Artis and Leon Hart.

‘If you don’t overdo it, neither of you will be in too much danger.’

And in the case of Kibie…

“Wow, everything’s fine over there.”

* * *

Kibie was facing level 121 Blue Dragon Kapinotia.

The huge Blue Dragon pulled out Prana and turned it into spiritual art.

-Ectoplasmic Whip!

Dozens of spiritual whips intertwined like tentacles and covered the black-haired beauty.

It was simply a huge net, with no room to escape.

Kibie wasn’t shaken.

-Aura Strike!

First, she shot Aura bullets and broke the edge of the net to weaken the structure, then…

-Aura Splash!

She immediately swung her long spear and shot out a pitch-black Blade Aura!

Boom!

The spear blades of light were scattered in pieces, breaking the ectoplasmic whips.

“How could this be?”

Kapinotia murmured in bewilderment.

“Isn’t it as if you’re predicting all my attacks?”

It had been like that for a while.

Any preparation for an attack would be blocked in advance, almost as if the fight itself was scripted.

Kibie grinned.

“It was Kybriel who created you. Why wouldn’t I know?”

The face of the Blue Dragon was further distorted.

“How dare you say her name, you fake incarnation!”

He continued to blast spiritual arts in anger.

Avoiding the offensive, Kibie looked amazed.

The blue-scaled Ancient Dragon somehow seemed to genuinely believe she was a fake incarnation.

‘Does that mean the Upper Draconium doesn’t know what’s going on?’

Kibie swung her Aura to block the attack and asked a question.

“Didn’t it occur to you that the Thunder King or the Archmage were deceiving you?”

“How dare you! Why would they use such petty tricks?”

‘He also took it this way.’

That was why the six Churches had failed to publicize the real sins of the Top Three to the world.

The public believed that the Top Four went forward only for beliefs and goals.

That was why they were able to reach the peak, save the world, dominate the continent, and become heroes worshipped by everyone.

‘Being strong is one thing, and being a hero is another.’

Thanks to that, the six denominations had no choice but to punish them with the vague concept of cooperation with the devil or corruption.

They couldn’t expect everyone in the world to understand the truth with ease, after all.

Even Dragons that lived for more than 650 years seemed to have misunderstood the situation.

“How dare you impersonate the Creator of the Dragons before me!”

The blue-scaled Ancient Dragon released numerous spiritual long spears into the air.

The milky Ectoplasmic Spears covered the sky.

“Your death will not be enough to pay for your sins!”

Pouting, Kibie held her long spear in reverse.

“Since when have they thought of Kybriel? You’ve never served her properly.”

It was mostly humans or fairies who had been sacrificing themselves.

The incarnation of darkness scattered black Aura against the pouring projectiles.

“You’ll see! Once I regain my strength later, I’ll discipline all of you Dragons!”