Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Blizzard and Bloodbath (2)

Gabe gritted his teeth.

They had been played all too well.

“Almara! Saltus!”

At his command, Almara and Saltus stepped forward.

Almara clicked her tongue, staring at Leon Hart.

“You’re a clever man.”

Saltus also smiled bitterly.

“You’ve seen through our relationship.”

When their colleagues died in front of their eyes, their bodies usually moved before thinking.

Almara or Saltus would have stepped up if Gabe was in danger.

But what about those Aliens?

He was only forced to bring those Aliens who were like enemies to them in the first place.

Logically speaking, he should’ve thought, ‘The Aliens are at a disadvantage in terms of power, so I have to save them before it becomes dangerous,’ but emotionally, that wasn’t the case.

And the situation had ended before he even thought about it.

“Thanks to you, we’ve been beaten with our eyes wide open…”

“This result isn’t bad either. At least they’ve been cleaned up.”

The two Dragons immediately showed their true selves.

Gigantic shadows loomed over the snowfield once more.

Large fuselages comparable to high-rise buildings deflected the snowstorm and pulled Prana and Mana to the fullest.

A magnificent roar burst out magnificently through the snowstorm.

“Argh!”

The two humans disappeared, and the huge Silver Dragon and Green Dragon appeared in their place.

Leon Hart gulped nervously.

‘This will be the direst problem.’

So far, things had worked out well.

They quickly killed the Aliens, attracted the enemies’ eyes, and saved Effir without repercussions.

No, to be exact, things were going to work out well at the beginning.

They had more information, and they had the initiative.

However, that was the end of their dominance.

Their skills and tactics had all been revealed.

The Polymorph Necklace wasn’t in their possession, so they could not be forcibly returned to humans.

The only viable option left was to fight.

“Are they in their early 500s and mid 600s?”

Measuring the giants Almara and Saltus, Leon Hart roughly identified the ages of the two.

Even if he didn’t have a Guideline as Aliens did, he could recognize his opponent’s strength due to his immense experience and insight.

Dragons were especially easier to recognize.

As they got older, they got bigger and stronger, so he could get a rough estimate by looking at their size.

“Levels 115 to 120.”

Han-bin was casually impressed.

‘Wow, that’s accurate.’

Since the Silver Dragon was level 119 and the Green Dragon was level 114, it was quite close.

Ryu Han-bin, holding the Gigant, stared at Almara.

“I’ll take that lizard.”

Leon Hart looked up at Saltus, too.

“Then that one’s mine.”

Their skills were originally amazing.

However, Ryu Han-bin gained the Sacred Heart of Darkness, which caused his Aura capacity to increase significantly.

Han-bin, at that time, was stronger than Leon Hart.

Han-bin was likely to win against the Silver Dragon.

“Of course, it’s not going to be easy. But I hope you can hold on as much as you can. I’m going to take care of the Green Dragon quickly and join you.”

“I got it.”

The duo looked up at the two Dragons as they assumed combat stances.

He, too, looked completely unwavering against the Ancient Dragon.

“Well, they’re at that level.”

Almara pulled up her Mana as she focused on him.

Saltus also awakened his Prana.

Grrrr!

“Humans…”

Tremendeous energy began to rise like flames around the two Dragons.

“You will die in the name of Lady Holien!”

* * *

The Green Dragon opened his mouth.

From it came out a magnificent roar, one that served as a language of power.

“Althea, with your spears and swords, pierce my enemy!”

Milky white pointed weapons were created around Saltus and bombarded his opponent.

Leon Hart flew into the air.

“Preleu’s storm, lift me up!”

He avoided the offensive by twisting his body in the air.

And using his spiritual arts, he rushed to the opponent.

“Through breeze, I shall break the world!”

Leon Hart stretched his hands as he cleverly deflected the storm of weapons.

-Ectoplasmic blades!

A dozen blades flew, all aiming for Saltus’s life.

However, none of it connected.

Tatatang!

All the blades bounced off, causing metallic sounds to reverberate.

Saltus exclaimed triumphantly.

“Did you think you can break through a Dragon’s scales with that?”

Subsequently, his huge front feet stomped down in quick succession.

Leon Hart quickly dodged and rolled to the left.

He was met by a huge tail that was flying towards him.

‘So that’s how you’re going to attack me?’

He already knew that Dragons often fought using their front feet and their tails. He had fully predicted Saltus’s movements.

The problem was that it was hard to fight back against such a style even though he already saw through it.

That was because he had to watch out for a wide range of attacks!

“Taaaaaaaah!”

Avoiding the tail sweeping towards him through the floor, he flew over Saltus.

He then delivered multiple kicks in quick succession.

Thud!

Due to the explosive power of his legs, the head of the colossal Green Dragon shook.

But he didn’t collapse.

He soon restored his balance and opened his mouth.

-Ectoplasmic Javelin!

Saltus’s pitch split the air.

Leon Hart clicked his tongue in a hurry to avoid it.

‘I don’t know how I can properly fight against Dragons.’

When he had faced the Aliens, he fought skillfully.

He had gained tremendous experience by killing numerous Aliens and closing a lot of Dungeons in the past.

However, he didn’t have any desperate struggles against Dragons in his lifetime.

It had already been more than 20 years since the four strongest individuals subordinated all the Dragons of Latna.

There were no Dragons around to fight against.

The monsters of Dungeons weren’t as huge as they were either.

Even the largest Dungeon monsters rarely exceeded 10 meters.

‘How do I fight against such a big guy?’

Despite his lack of experience, Leon Hart did not lose his fighting spirit.

There was a first time for everything.

Since he already had lots of experiences, he could calmly overcome the situation based on it.

‘The problem is that guy…’

The Valtara warrior, Pellad Bin, was strong but had weaknesses.

‘He has too little combat experience.’

It was clear that Leon Hart had fought before.

If Han-bin had even just half of the experience Leon Hart had, Leon Hart would have fallen.

‘He has to hold on until I can assist him.’

Leon Hart looked at Ryu Han-bin worryingly.

“… Argh!”

Leon Hart’s eyes widened.

* * *

The entire physique of the Silver Dragon was stained with blood.

Broken scales could be seen all over her, making them look worthless.

Almara shuddered as she stared at the giant Valtara warrior.

“Hey, how can a human do that…”

He was strangely good at avoiding attacks.

He was also good at penetrating through the cracks.

His movements weren’t unusual. Han-bin wasn’t fighting unorthodoxly, yet the Dragon kept missing her attacks and kept getting hit by Han-bin’s in return.

“Damn it!”

As she cursed, Almara began to cast her spells.

“Breath of Winter! Freezing Blizzard! Ice Javelin!”

The Silver Dragon’s powerful Mana was converted into magic spells that changed their reality.

The terribly cold air changed into a gelid tsunami, and dozens of ice spears were fired afterward.

“Hum!”

Running back lightly, Ryu Han-bin stabbed his Gigant on the ground.

And he shoveled a pile of snow into the air.

“Huh!”

It soared and became a red wall.

He had loaded a Sun Aura to the snow.

Boom!

The Aura barrier blocked the cold air and ice spears.

At the same time, Han-bin kicked the ground.

Snowflakes flew due to his explosive power.

Ryu Han-bin charged through the raging storm.

‘Ugh!’

Panicking, Almara swung her frontal claws repeatedly.

Avoiding the offensive, Han-bin dug into the Dragon’s right side.

The Silver Dragon’s eyes widened.

‘I got caught!’

Almara’s big tail swept through the floor.

It followed the claws that distracted Han-bin, allowing it to come in from a blindspot.

It had good timing.

There was no way to avoid it due to the momentum of Ryu Han-bin.

The situation was similar to Leon Hart.

However, Ryu Han-bin handled the situation very skillfully.

‘Do you think I’ve only been hit by this once or twice?’

The giant demon dogs at the Rocky Mountain also had tails.

Their tails also had the same blunt strength as clubs and maces.

The range of their tails was so wide that he couldn’t easily avoid them.

At that time, he knew for sure that he had been hit by it day in and night out.

‘This won’t hurt if even if I get hit by it properly.’

Instead of avoiding it, Han-bin pierced through her tail instead.

It only ever extremely hurt when he was hit by the end of the club.

As the point of impact got closer to the opponent’s body, its power decreased.

‘The most effective range is, in fact, mid-range to the tip of the tail end.’

If he positioned himself away from that, he wouldn’t feel the pain.

At best, he would be hit by a boulder.

Of course, even if they were only hit by a boulder, ordinary people would be crushed to death, but Ryu Han-bin was no longer an ordinary human being.

Boom!

Han-bin, who deflected the tail, used his strength to fly into the air.

He soared up to Almara’s head swiftly, their eyes reaching the same levels despite the huge height difference.

‘Oh, my God!’

Han-bin made eye contact with the surprised Silver Dragon.

-Vertical cut!

A red flash hit Almara directly.

Like a falling stack of dominoes, her silver scales broke in rows, allowing huge amounts of Dragon blood to leak out.

“Argh…”

Flapping her wings, Almara stepped back.

She was groaning in fear.

“You’re definitely a monster…”

Leon Hart was watching the scene unfold with a blank expression.

‘What the hell had that guy been doing?’

He certainly didn’t have that much combat experience when he fought against Leon Hart or the Aliens.

But what was that?

‘Is he overwhelming that Ancient Dragon?’

The reason was simple.

His movements and tactics felt like he was brimming with experience.

His expression was full of confidence as well.

‘Are there many Dragons like that in the Valtara’s hometown?’

How could he be so skillful against her without fighting and defeating Dragons every day?

“Ugh!”

Almara’s jaw dropped as she squirmed.

As she sucked air in, formidable energy began to gather in her mouth.

“I’ll kill you!”

It was the Breath, the strongest weapon of Dragons.

A ruthless and gelid ball of air was shot at Ryu Han-bin.

Crrrrrrrr!

Han-bin grinned.

‘Yesterday, if I avoided it, my colleagues would’ve died, so I endured it with my body…’

He had avoided the Breath of the giant demon dogs in the Rocky Mountain so many times already.

-Crosscut!

A red flash penetrated through the Breath of the Ancient Dragon.

“Taaaaah!”

In that state, he rotated his body like a top.

He threw himself into the cracks of the shattering Breath.

He let all the turbulence pass by him.

The Breath blew all the way to the far side of the snowfield, creating a series of strong explosions.

Boom boom boom!

After a while, the Valtara warrior reappeared completely fine.

Almara muttered with a bewildered voice.

“How did you avoid my Breath that easily?”

Han-bin smiled coldly, picking up his Gigant.

“It’s easier to hunt giant monsters than to kill people.”