Chapter 612
Jubel swallowed dryly as she saw the man standing in front of Judiel.
‘Raon Sieghart?’
Raon Sieghart is currently one of the most famous drones on the continent.
Even though he is called a god, he is a monster who defeated the Grand Master and hunted the light dragon at a young age. He was a man who could not be known even though he was stuck in this backcountry.
‘The rumors weren’t exaggerated.’
Seeing Raon Sieghart in real life, his spirit and power were beyond his imagination. Even though he wasn’t heading towards me, he couldn’t come to his senses.
‘There… .’
Jubel licked her lips and raised her gaze. It was supposed to be a moonless night today, but as soon as Raon appeared, the sun and moon rose at the same time.
The brilliance pouring from the sun and moonlight that filled the dark sky gave off a mystery beyond brute force.
Seeing it from behind sent a shudder down my spine.
Not just me, but all the warriors and assassins here seemed to be weighed down by Raon’s presence.
‘A man like that is my sister’s master… .’
You can tell just by looking at Judiel’s reaction. That the master she worships is that Raon Sieghart.
I couldn’t even imagine how my sister, who lived as a spy, met the dragon killer.
“who… .”
Jubel stopped while calling Judiel. Her expression was complex beyond words.
Gladness, regret, sadness, joy, and gratitude were all mixed together to the extent that it looked black.
“sister.”
“Jubel.”
Judyel held Jubel’s hand, who was standing bewildered.
“I’m fine now.”
She held her sister’s hand tightly and showed a smile of relief that she hadn’t shown before.
Even though he felt the death of the Thran tribe and the assassins with his whole body, he didn’t seem to be afraid at all.
“Laon will protect you.”
Judiel looked at Raon’s back and smiled calmly. He seemed to trust him completely.
“Let’s wait here.”
“… … .”
Jubel didn’t say anything. She just nodded her head, feeling the warmth of Judy El’s hand.
* * *
– What a cheeky bastard!
Lars grabbed Raon’s head and raised his eyebrows.
-Such arrogant words can only be said by a demonic ruler like the original king!
‘They say I’m the demon king of jokes.’
-The Demon King of Pleasure is an asshole! How dare a youngster whose head has not dried blood!
‘Because it’s so picky.’
Raon pushed the struggling Lars away and looked at the middle-aged man who seemed to be the chief of the Thran tribe.
“Are you serious about that now?”
Tribal Chief Thran glared at him and gnashed his teeth until they made a grinding sound.
“You really want to deal with all these people? Alone?”
“exactly.”
Raon nodded and took a step forward.
“Usually, I would have admired that spirit, but now I don’t have that kind of composure!”
Tribal Chief Suran chewed his lips and clenched his fist, and a blue aura wrapped around his body.
A figure that appears to have taken on a human form made of light. It was a sorcery called Kangshin.
“Subdue him, and kill all the assassins!”
He literally ran wild as if he had lost his temper. The warriors and shamans of the Suran tribe waiting behind kicked the ground together.
Whoops!
The assassins also approached in the shadows, holding daggers and daggers in their hands as if they had no intention of backing down.
Phew!
The assassins behind them fired daggers. The blackened blades rushed in as rays of light.
Wow!
Raon didn’t even look at the dagger. The pressure of the space created by the realization of the sword world crushed the daggers thrown by the assassins like pieces of paper.
“Haaaaa!”
However, the attack of the chieftain of Suran could not be ignored like a dagger. His fists clenched in a strange way. He seemed to be aiming for the stomach.
Raon slashed his new sword at the fist of the chieftain of Thran, who was causing a wind.
Whoa!
The sword and fist collided, and there was a roar that sounded like a piece of metal being shattered.
‘It’s heavy.’
It’s a fist so heavy that it can rip off the grip. It was an incompetent position to be in charge of the tribal chief, but there were too many things hanging over me to be pushed by Lee Ja.
Chiying!
With a firm will in his shaky grip, he struck down the new sword.
Whoops!
The flames blazing on the blade of the new sword fell like lightning, pushing the chief of Suran’s fist and his body at the same time.
“her… .”
Tribal chief Suran also blinked as if he hadn’t known that he would be pushed out so easily.
Whoaaaaaaa!
When Raon drew a semicircle with his new sword, the flames from the blade condensed into a circle and built a shield of flame.
Kyaaaaaang!
The tribesmen of Suran each fired spells or auras, but the bead wall did not shake at all, befitting the strongest defensive herbivores.
Chiyiying!
As if the assassins had seized the opportunity, they threw daggers and rushed into the body.
Dozens of daggers fell as a shower of blades.
Chiyiying!
Raon erected the slanted demon sword. The silver frost that bloomed from the blade spreads like a mirage.
Wow!
The pouring dagger shattered everything, and the two assassins who rushed first were split in half with the daggers in their hands.
Wow!
With just two swings of the sword, the Thran tribe and the assassins came to a standstill as if in a state of bewilderment.
The word “overwhelm” suits the situation the most.
“Don’t stop!”
Tribal chief Thran did not give in even though he was pushed back by the flames.
I rolled my fists again and stepped on the steps. The tribesmen under his command also rushed at him with all their might.
Quaaaaaaaa!
The rosary wall that had been erected for a long time was shattered by their intense attack.
“Kuaaa!”
Tribal chief Suran stretched out his right foot with his left foot as an axis. Sharper angles than swinging a sword pierced his waist.
‘I have no intention to kill.’
Although it was savage, it was martial arts with a well-established form, but the tribal chief did not kill me even in this situation, but tried to subdue me.
If that’s the case, then I shouldn’t reveal my murderous intent to him either.
‘Of course, I can’t do it roughly.’
As Raon moved toward the tribal chief of Suran, he loosened his grip on the new sword.
Chiyiying!
The red-soaked blade swayed thinly, drawing a dreamlike line.
A silver sword dream unfolding in the world of swordsmanship. A young flame flashed brilliantly in the swordplay, cutting the mana flow of the chieftain of Suran.
Wow!
The blue energy covering the chief of the Suran tribe crumbles like dried leaves. The strong god itself has been released.
“ah… .”
Tribal chief Suran widened his eyes as if he couldn’t believe that the spirits had been released regardless of his will.
Koo-goo-goo-goo!
The Thran tribesmen cast auras and spells on behalf of the tribal chief who had stopped.
As a tribe, the arts were harmoniously condensed and strong energy was scattered.
Raon aimed his new sword at the skill of the Suran tribe that was pushed in front of his eyes.
Cartoonist Cheonhwa.
No golden scent.
The prison of flame that suppresses evil opened its mouth long, trapping the aggregate of auras and spells fired by the Thran tribesmen.
Aaaaaaaang!
Imprisoned in a prison of fire, the aura and magic of the Thran tribe exploded, drawing dozens of meteors in the air.
“What, what is that!”
“does not make sense… .”
“Um, how are you going to pierce that… .”
Tribal chief Suran and the tribesmen trembled their eyes at Raon, who did not even have a single strand of hair damaged.
Swoop!
However, the assassins approached with a sharper murderous intent, as if they did not feel fear or fear.
When Raon turned his gaze toward the assassin, the assassins spread out on both sides pulled out a white piece of paper from their bosom. It was a scroll imbued with magic.
As the assassins tore the scroll, flames exploded from all sides, enveloping the Raon and Thran tribes.
The flames soared to the top of the tall trees, creating a fiery hell from which no one could escape.
Woo woo woo!
Walls of fire piled up one after another, drawing a line of flame that stretched all the way to the sky. It was shaped like a cage.
“Cheuk!”
“Huh… .”
“I-I had to stop them first… .”
As the sky was choked with flames, even warriors and shamans knelt on their knees holding onto their chests as if breathing was difficult.
“It is meaningless.”
On the other hand, Raon raised his new sword with calm eyes. As he aimed his sword at the cage-shaped flames, the flames that consumed his son-in-law were sucked into his grasp.
‘It can be used this way too.’
This was the second effect obtained by receiving the power of Ifrit, the king of fire spirits.
I can control the flames of firepower that are weaker than the flames of a cartoonist.
Whoaaaaaaa!
The cage of flame, which no one seemed to be able to escape, sinks. The wall of flame that filled my eyes was erased without leaving a single ember.
“Huh… .”
“Boo, the sparks are sucked into your hand!”
“It seemed like he was controlling the flames, but did he receive a blessing from the fire god?”
Tribal chief Suran and the tribesmen were so surprised that they could not close their mouths at the sight of the divine Raon.
“Big… .”
“Damn it!”
“What the hell is that monster… .”
Even the assassins, who were not afraid of death, could no longer approach and their hands holding the daggers trembled.
“You’re not satisfied yet, so it doesn’t matter if you come more.”
Raon nodded to the tribal chief Thran, saying, “Come on as much as you like.”
“ha… .”
Tribal chief Thran glared at Raon for a long time before sighing.
“All right. I know you did some power conditioning. If we were serious, we would all be dead. Anything more is a waste of time.”
“This is it,” he shook his head. The tribesmen of Thran also lowered their weapons and released their spirits, following the chief.
“Tell me what you want to say.”
“I will finish what I have to do before then.”
Raon looked at the assassins. Unlike the Thran tribe, they seemed unwilling to give up.
‘I was trying to be moderate… .’
Among them, there are those who took the path of assassination on their own, but there are also those who became assassins against their will, such as Judiel’s younger brother.
He deliberately brutally killed only those who instigated the instigation, but it seemed that it would not end if he did not do it properly.
‘It would be nice to show the difference in strength.’
Raon aimed at the assassins with his magic sword. The frost running over the blade curved like a crescent moon and drew a line dividing the earth.
Kwagwagwa!
Pure white frost rises above the earth that was filled with gray and flames.
The terrifying waves of frost froze the ground and the legs they were stepping on before the assassins had time to react.
“Quaaaaagh!”
“What is this!”
“I couldn’t even feel it, but… .”
In an instant, not only the floor, but also the legs of the assassins were frozen, and everyone here widened their eyes at the miracle.
After confirming that he had subdued all the assassins, Raon turned his attention to the tribal chief Thran.
“Greetings again. My name is Raon, Sieghart’s storm trooper.”
I bowed my head to the tribal chief Suran, who was widening his eyes.
“Hmm. I know that.”
Chief Thran nodded with a bewildered face.
“That long cloth is my brother. No, it belongs to the lord, and I heard that the lord gave it to you.”
“As expected.”
“But that’s not what’s important right now. Tell me what the misunderstanding was.”
He nodded as if he would listen to something. It seemed that the anger that had penetrated reason had subsided.
“Judyel.”
At Raon’s call, Judiel came forward holding her sister’s hand.
“Let you explain. How did this situation happen?”
“All right.”
Judyel nodded and came forward.
“We are siblings who were separated when we were young. I know my brother is here… .”
* * *
“Ouch… .”
Colin chewed his lips as he looked at Raon, who had stopped the war alone.
‘Why the hell is that monster here!’
It was a finished plan.
Thanks to Jubel’s escape, a more perfect situation was created, but everything was ruined when he appeared.
‘Does this make sense?’
It was absurd no matter how much I thought about catching the flames alone and blocking the Thran tribe and even the assassins.
‘That too… .’
Didn’t see much blood either.
Among the assassins, less than five died, and the Suran tribe did not even have any injuries.
It meant that Raon had more power than he could see.
‘This is the end of everything.’
The tribal chief of Thran was already showing a crush on Raon. If the situation ends like this, it will be the worst situation in which Jubel lives and all the assassins lose.
‘I can’t help it.’
In order to reverse the current situation, I had no choice but to use the last method.
“You must have planted an ember inside the Thran tribe, right?”
The shaman and warriors of the Suran tribe took advantage of the opportunity to leave the village and planted an ember inside the village.
Most of the people in the village were old people and children, so it was clear that if the embers exploded, the Thran tribe would go crazy again.
“yes. I got a call saying the installation was complete.”
Captain 2 nodded calmly.
“Okay, blow it up.”
Colin snapped his finger as if to set the town on fire.
“All right.”
Team 2 sent a signal, and a moment later, a huge explosion occurred inside the village of the Suran tribe.
Aaaaaaaang!
A fire broke out in a small space and engulfed the village, blazing and burning. A road to hell was created in which ordinary humans could never survive.
“uh… ?”
“Aaaaaagh!”
“no!”
“There are children in there!”
Tribal chief Thran and his tribesmen, who had been listening to Judiel’s words, screamed and ran to the village.
“good. now… uh?”
Colin’s mouth gaped as he watched the flames shoot up to the sky.
A sharp-looking middle-aged man cut through the huge flames and sent the people inside the village to the outside.
“Um, what is that guy again!”
I don’t know what the situation is, that it’s not from the Suran tribe, and a human I don’t know comes out and saves people.
“Kill! Tell him to kill him!”
He pointed at Colin’s blue-haired middle-aged man and screamed.
“What are you doing! Tell them to kill me right now!”
However, the voice of the second leader was not heard.
“What are you doing… .”
The moment Colin looked back, his head fell off the body of the second leader.
Filling in the back were red eyes that were darker than blood.
Swoop.
Raon lowered his bloodless sword and turned his head.
“A rat was hiding here.”
