Gust (3)
ugh-
I retrieved all the auras surrounding the sword.
Krrr-?
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Then the wolves, who were preparing to attack, stopped abruptly, perhaps feeling strange that the violent mass of death had disappeared.
But that was a bad decision.
“It would have been better to run.”
food-
I sneered and retrieved the sword. Before long, he slowly held Elvern, who had been spun around and settled in the scabbard, as if stroking it. And finally, he lowered his posture and twisted his body.
… … Like a bowstring being pulled taut. Also like sticking out your arm to throw a spear.
That’s how my body started to be aimed at them as if it were a weapon.
… … In an instant, the wind stopped.
Khhhhh!
Krrr-
Pot-!
The wolves, feeling strange, rushed at them.
But it’s already too late.
The tightly tightened protests spewed out a violent intent to kill, as if they were about to leave their hands.
—–!
The intent to kill that was fired cut through the gray typhoon in the stopped time.
However, the passing of time did not stop.
a hundred times. And again a thousand times.
It was the swordsmanship that embroidered the air in an instant that hacked the world apart. Every time such a red trail covered the sky, the trembling of the atmosphere followed.
… … okay. The time that one sword strike had passed was only a fraction of a second.
Within it, the waves of aura vibrated thousands of times.
And finally, the time that seemed like an eternity began to flow.
When everything was over, the gale that had already stopped was blowing again.
But it was no longer an element of the wolves’ bodies.
Wheein-!
The atmosphere was densely divided without a single breath of wind, and by the time the swordsman was finished, it was in full bloom like a flower blooming from countless cuts.
Above such a canyon, petals fluttering in the wind fell brilliantly.
I laughed, feeling the waves of aura that crumble even the cherry blossoms underneath.
“… … Simple.”
If restoring its form is all it takes, then all it takes is to break it into small pieces so that it cannot be resurrected forever.
At least for me, who was called the Sword King, it was a simple task.
* * *
Clap-!
Elbern’s turquoise blade disappeared into the scabbard.
I looked at the place where the wolf had been, and then I turned my gaze to see where the sylphid’s flower was.
The wall of magic enclosing the flowers had not disappeared yet.
“Now there are no hindrances.”
I stretched out my right arm.
It didn’t allow the wolf to attack like the left arm, but because it reached the center of the storm, the skin was torn here and there.
But I didn’t care. However, activating the magic imprint, he was only arrogantly brainwashing.
“Absorb.”
Finally, that right arm penetrated the magic wall.
Chow ah-
Blood splattered everywhere. A shivering sensation rose from the right arm that penetrated the wall of magic. If the sensation I felt when I carved the magic mark was the feeling of burning the skin, this sensation now was more like cutting it out.
In fact, something similar must be happening in the hemispherical wall of magical power that cannot be seen even an inch ahead.
Even so, I pushed my right arm in even deeper. There was no hesitation even though he knew that if he took one step back, he would be freed from the pain.
Whii-i-!
The sylphid flower, which is the source of magical power that raged like a storm, felt a sense of difference and radiated stronger magic power.
But it’s already too late. The magic imprint on his right arm was already starting its activity targeting its prey.
as if hungry He worried that the nutrients that had approached his mouth would run away.
“It looks satisfactory.”
That’s how it devours the mana flowing from the flower.
As if responding to that nonchalant yet pleasant voice, a blade-like wind began to approach.
This time it wasn’t just a blow, it was a wave aimed at me.
“Do you dare to rebel against me?”
I smiled coldly and released all the mana accumulated in the magic imprint.
Then, the magic imprint stimulated by the rapid flow of mana began to run wild. Now, this hostility was no longer at a level that could be expressed as a sense of alienation.
Woo-woo-!
Eventually, the wall of magical power that surrounded the flowers blurred as if time and space were bent. As if he would not miss even the escaped mana, he coveted the mana around him with all his might.
Shortly thereafter, the magical wall began to fade, and the ‘Sylphed Flower’ appeared in earnest.
It seemed that he no longer had the strength to hold on to the shield.
“Hoo.”
A petal resembling a pure white wind. The eyes in the falling petals resembled the feeling of being a spirit.
But there was no need for such feelings. It just mattered that it showed up.
If what he had absorbed so far was the mana flowed from the flower, now it was time to devour the wind element that was the cause.
“I will give you the honor of being nourished under my dominion.”
I arrogantly grabbed the flower and began to absorb its energy.
There was no way a flower without any hindrance could be its opponent.
* * *
“Huh.”
Lord Elade put his finger on the gusting wind. But he immediately drooled and withdrew his arm.
… … sense of heterogeneity. It was a feeling that had a small place in his heart.
“It must be the element of pure wind… … .”
Eyes that reach the truth never lie. Also, knowledge like the sage’s hahahahae was like a sixth sense that sees through the truth.
But how could such innocence run so mercilessly like this?
It was an unfamiliar phenomenon. It was knowledge vaguely left in my memory to say that it was.
“… … There must be something missing.”
After muttering that, the tower master stretched out his hand and began to grab the air.
Then, to his surprise, the magic of the storm approached him following his will and crystallized into a piece of magic.
The magic tower lord narrowed his eyes as he looked through the pieces.
“One cause. And certain factors that altered its power.”
First of all, several variables that were close to impossible were excluded. Next, the structure inside the crystal was identified and analyzed, and the possibility was narrowed down.
If any of them can leave such a strange aftermath… … .
“Ancient magic?”
There must be nothing but ancient magic that has already been buried and disappeared.
But that wasn’t enough. If so, there would be no reason to feel a sense of heterogeneity together. A little more, there must have been a fundamental factor that I hadn’t thought of before.
for example… … .
… …
… … no way!
It was at that time that the eyes of the Master of the Magic Tower widened.
Koo Goo Goo!
“what… … !”
Part of the canyon collapsed with a huge roar.
And an astonishing energy began to form and radiate from the center of the gorge.
“This!”
A bloody aura that embroidered the air.
I could tell without the eyes of the Archmage. That was what the first prince felt in his body.
But is there any reason to draw such an astonishing amount of power? What the hell is there inside?
Throbbing, pounding-!
The senses that had risen to the ranks of superhumans ran wild. It seemed that a sharp sense of crisis was sounding an alarm.
But I had no choice but to go. I had to go. Because the first prince would still remain in the center.
If he was really in danger, he would have no choice but to help himself.
The typhoons that flowed through the canyon were gradually becoming more frequent.
Without hesitation, the body of the owner of the mage tower with evil teeth floated up into the air. Soon, the body darted to the center of the canyon where the storm had disappeared.
* * *
The storm that raged on the canyon was gone, and the sight that had been obscured by the wind had returned to normal. The sky was clearly visible.
The moment I thought so, a gray wind lingered over the imprint of magical power.
The wind that spread like the first time it was engraved on the skin was eventually absorbed into the right arm, leaving only two tattoos.
And I started to feel the scent of the wind in my body.
The magic imprint succeeded in controlling the magical storm that really destroyed the canyon.
‘… … Right.’
Looking at the tattoo on my right arm visible through the torn coat, I lost myself in thought.
The scene of absorbing the element itself was the first time I had ever seen it, even as a person who had gone through a phenomenon called regression. That’s why I didn’t know what effect or utility it would bring. It was natural.
But somehow, I felt like I knew that feeling. Didn’t you actually see the movements of the wolves affected by the elements?
It’s not certain, but it seemed like if you did well, you’d get a little feel for the newly added tattoos and elemental powers.
I inadvertently pulled out the sword I had put away.
“Hmm… … Is it like this?”
smooth-
As I raised the magical power of the magic imprint, the wind blew gently and tickled my hair.
And the moment another wind blew.
The shape that made up my body became blurry, and before I knew it, I was scattering swords into the air.
“… … !”
… … afterimage?
No, it was just moving at high speed. It was just that it was so fast that even I mistook it for an afterimage.
‘Is it really the wind?’
It was the swiftness of the wind and the secrecy to match.
Even though the sword was being swung violently, it made only a small noise, and it was so fast that the word “quick sword” came to mind even if you didn’t pay attention.
Hiding my surprise, I immersed myself in continuing to swing my sword.
Shake- Shake-
Shu Shu Shuk-
The more he wielded the sword with the power of the elements, the clearer the sensations felt in his head.
how can i use this. And which method suits me best?
Also, it didn’t take long to understand it.
Whii-i-!
When the magic imprint was activated at maximum output, a strong wind pushed my back to the point where my body would float.
At the same time, a storm-like wind enveloped the body, and the sword, which was thrown forward, pierced the target, a rock, with a remnant before anyone knew it.
Kwajik-!
And the rock broke through. However, there was clearly not one sword that pierced the rock, but two.
My eyebrows twitched.
“… … Right.”
It was an afterimage with substance, but it was never an afterimage.
Even if it was only once that the sword was fired, the wind-like flow of the body quickly twisted cause and effect and created two results.
… … An afterimage attack created by the Distortion of Cause and Effect. Yes, it would be correct to express it that way.
I just retrieved the sword in a daze at the astonishing elemental power.
At that time, a human figure fell from the clear sky.
“majesty! Are you okay?!”
He was the master of the mage. It seemed that he flew immediately after the magical storm that had been restricting his movements disappeared.
I smiled at the urgency.
“You are coming quickly.”