A Sword Reached the Sky (4)
“At least, I’m sure he hasn’t learned the Heavenly Sword.”
Garhan affirmed.
“Because he hadn’t completed the Valtara’s Fighting Spirit.”
The battle against Nakterion confirmed the fighting spirit of the Sword King Felard.
“Given the explosive power and injuries to his body, it looked like around 90 percent complete. Of course, he’s almost there, but…”
He didn’t master it.
Its completion was important.
“Diastima must have a perfectly pure flow over the whole body. If any impure flow intervenes, it cannot be triggered. That’s what Baotolt said.”
It wasn’t just a matter of Aura amount.
If even an inch of uncontrolled fighting spirit remained in the body, it would result in a failure.
The minimum condition for training the Heavenly Sword was the perfect Valtara’s Fighting Spirit.
“Unless his fighting spirit is perfect, he can never use Diastima.”
Genovia raised her eyebrows.
“… What if Felard’s pretending to be a failure when he can actually control it perfectly?”
Han-bin could have just disguised his actions to fake that he couldn’t use Valtara’s Fighting Spirit to induce their carelessness.
“I’m sure he’ll expect us to be watching.”
Garhan shook his head.
“That can’t be true. I can be certain of that.”
Even the founder, Baotolt, deliberately failed to control the fighting spirit after completing it. That was how it was supposed to be.
But Genovia still seemed suspicious.
“Just because Baotolt couldn’t do it doesn’t mean he can’t do it, does it?”
Garhan smirked.
She was definitely a genius. Unlike himself, a Magic Swordsman, he had shallow knowledge of martial tactics.
That was why she could have that kind of doubt.
“That means that the young Sword King is a true superpower who has reached a point Baotolt couldn’t even reach in his later years.”
If the new Sword King was so powerful, why would the incarnation of darkness be moving in that way?
They would’ve come running right now and kick both of them to end the situation.
“Ah…”
Only then did Genovia’s expression brighten up.
“He wouldn’t be a problem if he doesn’t have Diastima.”
Garhan’s expression hardened.
“But it’s not a good idea to let your guard down. You don’t want to be like Hollien, do you?”
The absence of the Heavenly Sword did not mean that the new Sword King was an easy opponent.
His last attack knocked down Nakterion.
“Did he call it Cross Impact? It was a pretty good skill.”
“Isn’t it just swinging the sword three times faster? It seemed like a basic skill.”
“Simple and powerful skills are the best. It’s a problem.”
Of course, there was no such thing in a fight.
Perhaps he might have mastered the Heavenly Sword.
No, maybe he was holding something else comparable to it.
Neither person ignored that point.
Genovia suddenly looked sorry.
“I wish I could recreate Transcendence.”
Hollien’s unique spiritual art allowed the body to be ‘removed’ once activated. She couldn’t help but envy her.
She tried to implement it similarly through magic, but it ended with half a success.
“Well, in the worst-case scenario, is there a way?”
Garhan raised an eyebrow at Genovia’s words.
“Are you going to use that trick?”
They had some last resorts.
But that was all it ever would be.
“Wouldn’t it be better to just lose than to do so?”
“Defeat is shameful. Still, do you think it’s better than dying?”
“Um…”
Garhan shut up.
People said that death was sometimes better than life, but they didn’t agree.
That was why they had put everything on the line.
“Yeah, I’ve come all the way to this point. It would be too unfair to just die.”
Genovia shrugged at Garhan, who sighed.
“You’re not going to die. They can’t deal with both of us at the same time, even with their full power.”
Nevertheless, they had insurance as a precaution.
If Manakiras became a level 140 Ancient Dragon, she could respond to even unexpected
“The calculations are not wrong. Numbers don’t lie.”
* * *
Conference room in Fort Fieldrocks inner castle.
That day, Leon Hart was reckoning furiously.
“Um…”
It had already been a few days.
He stayed up all night checking the situation
But the conclusions were always the same.
“As expected, numbers don’t lie…”
They lacked power.
The main force of the current enemy was three.
They were the Thunder King Garhan, the Archmage Genovia, and a level 140s Ancient Dragon whose identity hadn’t been confirmed yet.
“For convenience, we’ll call the new Dragon as Nakterion MkII.”
“That’s very convenient indeed.”
Ignoring Han-bin’s smile, Leon Hart continued.
“This Ancient Dragon is the problem.”
Ryu Han-bin was responsible for either the Thunder King or the Archmage.
They had to fight first to see whom he would deal with, but…
“Perhaps there’s a good chance that the Thunder King will come out.”
The Archmage would be reluctant to fight against Ryu Han-bin.
Hollien, the same long-distance fighter, had already been defeated, so they would want to rule out have.
And Ryu Han-bin was also more comfortable dealing with the Thunder King.
It wasn’t like he beat Hollien with his skills.
in the first place, so of course, it was better to fight a person who used a sword.
“Both interests coincide, so that will be the match.”
It was concluded that the Archmage should be dealt with by Leon Hart, Kibie, Effir, and Artis.
Currently, Leon Hart’s level was 121. Kibie’s level couldn’t be measured, but she was most likely around that level as well.
Artis also became level 115. Above all, Effir grew by leaps and bounds.
Her current level was 120. In just a few days, she had gone up five levels more.
“Nakterion was nutritious.”
Feeling proud, Effir grinned.
Artis grumbled with a trembling face.
“Can you stop treating Ancient Dragons among Ancient Dragons as healthy food?”
If the four joined forces, they might be able to barely deal with the Archmage.
Of course, that didn’t mean they could win.
The level difference was far too severe in the first place.
The condition for winning was that while Ryu Han-bin was dealing with the Thunder King, they had to hold on.
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