Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Blizzard and Bloodbath (3)

Meanwhile, Gabe was quickly prepared a spiritual art.

He had to heal Almara immediately.

“The tears of Rhamniana will ease the pain…”

As a result of his earlier inability to respond to the emergency, he lost all six Aliens under his command.

He couldn’t do such a stupid thing again.

At that moment, beyond the snowstorm, a pitch-black Blade Aura was fired at him.

“Gasp!”

Gabe crossed his hands in a hurry.

-Ectoplasmic Wall!

The milky white barrier blocked the Blade Aura.

The spiritual art he was preparing was broken.

‘What the hell was that?’

Three shadows appeared beyond the snow.

One was a black-haired beauty with black Aura covering her body. The other was a red-haired Mage, and the last was a silver-haired Magic Swordswoman. They were all aiming for him.

Kibie, the black-haired beauty, stared at Gabe and laughed.

“Did you think we’re playing? How dare you try to use a spiritual art?”

Looking at her, Gabe felt puzzled.

‘Didn’t she run away?’

If the Goddess’s incarnation were delivered to Hollien, everything would be over for Han-bin’s group.

Gabe naturally thought she would have fled as far as she could after saving their colleague.

“What a fool! You just put your life in danger and missed your best opportunity to escape!”

Kibie laughed at Gabe’s remarks.

“I don’t see anything dangerous about it, though.”

What did she mean?

‘Aren’t we dangerous enough?’

He was a level 99 Spiritist accompanied by two ancient Dragons.

‘Huh?’

Their situation finally sunk into Gabe.

All six of the Aliens were dead!

Among the remaining two ancient Dragons, one fought against a spiritual boxer, and the other was being beaten to death!

“You’re no longer dangerous to us.”

With a fishy smile, Kibie held her long spear.

The opponent’s level was much higher, but they outnumbered him.

There was a good chance of winning.

Effir looked at him with disdain in her eyes.

“You treated me quite poorly earlier.”

She already had her twin blades in her grasps.

Her weapons and armor had been taken away by Gabe, but like most Hunters, Han-bin and his party carried spare weapons with them.

“I think I should at least return the favor!”

The silver-haired girl propelled herself into the sky as she charged forward, conjuring her Force.

-Magic Swordsmanship: Howling Thunder Attack!

Thunder filled the snow.

Rumbling!

* * *

Although she was being pushed back, Almara didn’t give up.

“Grrrrr!”

The huge Dragon cried out in anger and pain.

Extreme emotions became her source of strength and magic.

The Ancient Dragons’ might, which could sunder mountains and slice open seas, raged against a mere human being!

Boom!

But it all missed its target…

“The patterns and the angles of attack are similar…”

Avoiding all magic flying towards him, Ryu Han-bin fired back.

-Aura Strike!

Dozens of Aura Bullets hit Almara’s body.

A scream echoed out of her.

“Ugh!”

“She’s such a big target too. She’s making it easy for me to hit her.”

Han-bin clicked his tongue.

“She’s no different from the Demon Dogs of the Rocky Mountain, isn’t she?”

He felt as if it was much harder to fight against Aliens.

‘Well, her power is much higher than theirs. If my Aura hadn’t increased, I wouldn’t have been able to deal with her like this.’

“You…”

Almara trembled with humiliation.

“Are you treating me, an Ancient Dragon, like a rabid dog?”

“Uh, I didn’t mean to.”

Normal people didn’t know the difference between the Demon Dogs of the Rock Mountain and wild dogs.

Regardless, it was still quite useful since it made Almara tremble profusely.

Her shame made the gap between them bigger.

With her mouth open, the Silver Dragon fired her Breath again.

Grrrr!

Han-bin scratched his cheek as he watched the cold tidal wave flying in.

“You must be excited. You didn’t even notice what is going on.”

The Breath had a long operating time despite the power it contained.

It was easy to avoid it when it was used as recklessly as she just did.

“Huh!”

Ryu Han-bin dodged it by going to the left.

A tidal wave of cold air mercilessly swept through his earlier position.

Boom!

Han-bin clicked his tongue while straightening his posture.

“That’s easier to avoid than the Demon Dog.”

“Oh, my God, I am not even a dog!”

“My bad.”

In reply, Han-bin held Gigant upside down.

He immediately shot forward and narrowed the distance.

He went right up to her face and used it as a stepping stone to propel himself up.

He flew into the air and reached the head of the Silver Dragon.

“Taah!”

A red Blade Aura was fired diagonally.

Almara quickly turned her head and avoided the offensive.

She then tried to bite him.

“I’ll chew you up!”

“As expected.”

Han-bin, as if he knew that would happen, kicked Almara’s nose.

Thud!

With her focus on Gigant, Almara couldn’t avoid it in time.

Han-bin delivered a proper attack.

He connected a series of oblique slashes with Almara’s head and neck.

Boom!

The attack caused Almara to panic, allowing him to use that as an opportunity to land an even stronger offensive.

‘I will finish you off!’

Ryu Han-bin’s whole body became a red meteor that fell on Almara.

-Crosscut!

His impact destroyed the silver scales on her head.

-Vertical cut!

Almara’s head split open, causing blood to flow.

Red fluids glistened brilliantly in the air.

Towards the center, Ryu Han-bin thrust the final blow.

-Stab!

-Triple Cross Attack, Cross impact!

Almara’s heart exploded.

The Silver Dragon’s death throes echoed through the snowstorm.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Han-bin’s giant body landed lightly on the snowfield.

“It still works well no matter how many times I use it.”

Saltus, who was dealing with Leon Hart, shouted in shock.

“Oh, Almara?”

It was an unbelievable result.

He didn’t expect that the might Ancient Dragon Almara would be defeated like that!

Ryu Han-bin grinned as he looked at the Green Dragon.

“Now, it’s two against one, right?”

* * *

In the end, Saltus collapsed as well.

His gigantic wings were cut, the bones and scales of his entire body were smashed, and his Prana was depleted as blood escaped from his colossal form.

It was a bloodbath.

All he could do at that moment was to groan with difficulty.

“Ugh, uh…”

Gabe, on the other hand, remained strong.

He was a level 99 Spiritist who specialized in defense and healing.

He was good enough to protect himself against three low-level enemies.

But it wasn’t enough to get out of the situation.

“Oh, even Saltus…”

Watching the fallen Green Dragon, Gabe fell into despair.

The two monsters who had destroyed the Ancient Dragons were approaching him.

Leon Hart cracked his knuckles and glared at Gabe.

“Gabe, there are many things I want to hear from you.”

It took less than a few seconds to subdue Gabe.

He knocked Gabe down right away and twisted his fingers together!

Wooddeuk!

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

It was a typical tactic to disable Spiritists from combat.

Spiritists cast their arts using fingers. Losing them would mean losing a lot of their capabilities.

“Oh, oh, oh…”

Gabe shed tears as the pain of having his fingers broken surged all over his body.

Leon Hart talked with a stern look.

“Death isn’t enough to pay for your sins.”

The Top Three had committed the unforgivable crime of trying to rob the Goddess of her power.

Gabe knew that, but he helped them anyway. That alone was an inexcusable felony!

“If you want to save even a fraction of your defiled soul, let everything be delivered right now.”

Kibie asked, wondering.

“Are you not going to kill him, Leon Hart?”

“This guy is still useful, Kibie.”

The world didn’t know yet what crimes the Top Three had committed.

Gabe was a henchman of the Transcendental, so his testimony would have a considerable effect.

“We shouldn’t kill him now.”

“I see.”

Convinced, Kibie looked down at Gabe again.

Gabe looked determined as he groaned.

“Ugh…”

Suddenly, Gabe shouted.

“There is only one person I serve, Lady Hollien!”

His chest heaved up and down.

“Do you think she can hear you?”

Boom!

A muffled explosion came from Gabe’s body.

Blood began to flow out of his mouth.

He used his remaining Prana to burst his heart.

“Forgive me, Hollien…”

Gabe’s eyes were rapidly losing their light.

Leon Hart’s expression hardened.

“Did he kill himself…?”

Looking at Gabe’s body, which had stopped breathing, Effir was speechless.

“Oh, my God, there actually are people who kill themselves because of their loyalty.”

Artis had a similar reaction.

“I’ve read a lot of stories about this kind of situation, but I didn’t think it would actually happen in real life…”

Thanks to him, most of their witnesses had disappeared.

Everyone’s eyes turned to the opposite side of the snowfield.

All that was left was the dying Green Dragon, Saltus.

Saltus raised his head and looked at Han-bin’s group.

He then laughed weakly.

“… Is it my turn… now?”

The question was, ‘Will you kill me?’

Leon Hart shook his head.

“It would be a waste to kill you. You would be useful as a witness though you are not better than Gabe.”

The problem was that, unlike Gabe, Saltus was forced to obey Hollien.

Like other Aliens, he was under the banned spell.

Han-bin asked, looking around the giant body of the Green Dragon.

“If you surrender, will you be killed by a spell as well?”

“No. I’m going to have to kill myself.”

With a smile on his face, Saltus shook his head.

“The prohibition of Aliens and the subordination of Ancient Dragon are different.”

Unlike Aliens, Dragons were from Latna.

Perfect prohibition was impossible, even with the power of the Omphalos.

They couldn’t risk their lives by putting conditions on the line like Aliens.

Therefore, the subordination of the Upper Draconium’s Ancient Dragon was made in such a way that if the Top Three waved their hands in front of them, they could simply kill themselves with their will.

“There’s nothing you can’t betray if you’re determined. The moment we run into each other, your life will be gone like a candle.”

Kibie shrugged.

“Just by listening to what you’re saying, I can already understand.”

Saltus had already explained the difference between the Aliens’ prohibition spell and the Ancient Dragon’s subordination.

In other words, he had blown up confidential information.

He would have died automatically at that point.

First of all, he was useful.

Kibie thought about it hard.

“Come on, what should we do with him?”

Han-bin looked at hard.

“Is there any way to put a Dragon under your command, Kibie? You’re the creator of the Dragon race.”

“Of course not. Do you think you deserve to be a creator by suppressing the free will of creatures?”

“When you put it like that…”

Regardless, they had to keep him alive.

Leon Hart asked Effir.

“Miss Effir, can you convert him to human form?”

“Oh, sure.”

She returned Saltus to his human body using the necklace.

After healing his wounds with Leon Hart’s magic, he tied him tightly with a chain.

It was a Prana seal, the Magic Tool that once tied him up.

“This can’t stop you from transforming into a dragon, but we can do that with Polymorph Necklace every day.”

Leon Hart pulled on the chain of Saltus.

“Then I’ll take him to the church this way.”

Raising his body, the human-shaped Ancient Dragon sighed deeply.

“Whoa, what a shame my fate has become.”

Of course, no one sympathized with him.

Ryu Han-bin gave a cold stare.

“That’s ridiculous. How can you say that after killing so many people?”