Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Bloody Battle (3)

The entire Dungeon trembled.

The buildings in the city collapsed like dominoes. Dust rose into the air, and debris crumbled all over their vicinity.

Bam!

After a while, huge signs of destruction finally became visible on the other side of the city.

It was a vast area of almost tens of meters.

There was no trace of the three Aliens.

All that remained were torn pieces of clothes fluttering down, a smashed sword rolling on the ground, a staff’s fragment, and blood splattered across the land.

Ryu Han-bin used his strongest skill combined with the power of Aura.

At the might of his overwhelmingly destructive ability, they were immediately removed from existence.

‘Woah. That’s amazing.’

He had never used Cross Impact after he left the Rocky Mountain.

Of course, he practiced it steadily, but it was the first time he actually exerted it in earnest since he had fallen into that world.

“Ugh…”

At that moment, Han-bin’s dizziness caused him to stagger.

He lost too much blood.

“A-are you okay?”

Kibie rushed in to help him.

She took out a healing potion.

“Take this…”

There was no Spiritist in their team, and Ryu Han-bin’s level prevented him from using regenerative items.

All he could do was drink potions and apply them to his wounds.

Of course, it didn’t immediately cure his deep wounds.

First aid was possible, but he was no longer capable of combat.

“Thankfully, those two aren’t that high-leveled…”

Catching his breath, Ryu Han-bin looked at the duo standing a few feet away from them.

“Oh, my…”

“Did the Aliens just lose?”

Both looked perplexed.

‘I suppose that’s because the high-level Aliens they trusted died in a single blow.’

If they were only a Level 82 Mage and a 79 Spiritist, Kibie, Artis, and Effir could handle them.

Ryu Han-bin rested his head.

“Take care of them. I need to get some rest.”

Artis and Effir were ready to fight. They were brimming with confidence.

“Leave them to us.”

“We can handle them with our strength.”

But Kibie remained cautious.

“It’s not the right time to feel like we’ve already won.”

“Hmm?”

Han-bin looked back in wonder.

Kibie, holding her long spear, had cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

“It’s going to get tougher from here on out.”

* * *

Saltus looked at Almara in embarrassment.

“What are we going to do now?”

Almara frowned.

“I was hoping to avoid revealing my real identity…”

The Goddess of Darkness, Kybriel, was the creator of the entire Dragon Race.

No matter how little respect she had for their creator, it was still burdensome.

That’s why she wanted the Aliens to deal with the situation.

“But now that we’re here, it’s not like we have a choice, right?”

“I guess.”

The bodies of Almara and Saltus were covered in light.

The bright spheres became endlessly thicker, swallowing buildings into it.

Roars rumbled through the air.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

“Kaaaaaaa!”

In their place stood a giant fuselage of tens of meters, equipped with colossal wings that looked like it could cover the world and thick skin covered with steel scales.

“Oh, my God!”

Artis was shocked.

They were Dragons.

They were monsters who had lived for more than 500 years and had been given the title of Ancient Dragon. He was no match for them, who was still a cub!

Zoom!

The silver-scaled Dragon stomped her feet down to blocked the party.

The green Dragon also moved slowly to block their retreat.

Both were gigantic enough to cover any escape route they could’ve gone for.

[Race: Dragon. Ice Dragon Lv. 119.]

[Race: Dragon. Earth Dragon Lv. 114]

The Dragons began to speak.

“I didn’t know that the collaborator of the incarnation would be that strong.”

“But he’s already been weakened enough to be unfit for combat.”

“There’s no chance for you.”

It was irrefutable.

The two Dragons were over level 110.

They were too much to handle for Ryu Han-bin, who was already exhausted.

‘Kibie, Artis, and Effir are no match against them.’

But they had no choice.

With a human-like expression on the face of the reptile, Almara spoke modestly.

“Surrender the incarnation of Darkness to us if you want your ends to be swift and painless.”

Sighing, Han-bin grabbed the black greatsword.

“Oh, my God, you’re not making it easy for me.”

Artis mumbled to Kibie, pointing at his staff.

“Is that why you said that?”

She replied with a solid voice, covering her long spear with her black Aura.

“I can see their true nature.”

And Effir…

“Whew, I’m surprised, but I’m glad to hear that.”

Everyone else was nervous, but Effir was sighing in relief.

Kibie was confused.

“What are you talking about, Effir?”

“They are Dragons, aren’t they?”

Effir blinked nonchalantly.

She looked like there was nothing wrong with what she said.

Standing slightly forward, the silver-haired girl reached out her hand to the two Dragons in front of her.

“Isn’t this all we have to do?”

* * *

Crack!

A dazzling light poured out of Effir.

Light covered the two Dragons, causing the place to brighten once more.

And after a while.

“…”

“… Huh?”

The gigantic Dragons disappeared.

Instead, two humans stood in front of them.

They were a white-haired woman and a dark-brown-haired young man.

It was the human forms of the ancient Dragons, Almara and Saltus.

After being absent-minded for a while, they began to back away out of sheer fear.

“Wh-what?”

“What the heck!”

That wasn’t their will.

The moment they were exposed to that light, they were forced to return to their human forms!

Their levels also dropped sharply.

He returned to being a level 82 Mage and a level 79 Spiritist.

Effir smiled and pointed at her neck.

“Ehehehe.”

Han-bin and Artis mumbled blankly.

“Oh, that’s right…”

“I forgot you had that with you.”

The duo couldn’t see Effir’s necklace since it was hidden neatly inside her light armor.

But Han-bin and Artis knew what was hidden behind it.

[Polymorph Necklace (Unique Item)

It gives the wearer the ability to mimic humans. The form is maintained for as long as the necklace is worn.

When used on Dragons, the opponents will be imprisoned in their human form for a day.

No conditions of use. Infinite number of uses.]

“That’s effective even against Ancient Dragons over level 110?”

“You, a level 75, carried such a powerful necklace?”

While delighted, Artis wondered.

A weak Magic Swordsman like Alejandro was carrying such a high-tier item.

‘No, come to think of it, he wasn’t really weak.’

Ryu Han-bin was simply extraordinary, but before Akhtarun’s Aliens were released, One of the Aliens with the highest levels was Alejandro.

In any case, that completely reversed the war.

“Oh, my God!”

“I can’t go back to my original form…”

Almara and Saltus were sweating and clenching their fists.

No matter how hard they tried, it was useless.

Even if they died, they couldn’t go back to becoming Dragons.

Almara glared at Effir and lamented.

“I can’t believe such a power was at the hands of the incarnation…”

As for her, who thought Effir was the incarnation of Kybriel, she could only think of it that way.

With his eyes shining, Ryu Han-bin moved.

“Good. We can capture them alive.”

He wanted to capture them and find out what the Top Three had been doing.

“Uh…”

Frustrated, Saltus quickly thought of some ideas.

There was no chance of winning that way.

‘We have to run away somehow.’

However, even running away wasn’t easy under their current circumstances.

‘Then!’

Saltus was in a state of chaos.

“I-I will be a delude them by tweaking human knowledge!”

Suddenly, dozens of Almara and Saltus appeared in front of Han-bin’s party.

It was a spiritual art.

Saltus disturbed their minds and made them hallucinate.

Kibie snorted.

“Why did you think that would work?”

Zoom!

Black Aura rose and enveloped her.

At the same time, all illusions disappeared.

The illusions of Spirit arts were only effective against people weaker than they were.

It wasn’t easy for Artis and Effir to understand, but it was easy for Kibie.

Of course, it was the same for Ryu Han-bin.

“What the fuck!”

He flung himself forward while clearing the illusion in front of him.

Kibie quickly followed him.

Ryu Han-bin swung his sword at Almara, and Kibie swung her spear at Saltus.

“Taah!”

Since their purpose was to capture them, so they didn’t attack aggressively. But only the strong Aura on their weapons could easily break a leg.

Almara and Saltus turned pale.

“Huh!”

“Ahhhh!”

The black greatsword and the long black spear hit the naked duo.

Their images evaporated into the air.

“Huh?”

That time, it was an illusion.

Unlike spiritual arts, they used the refractions of light in a way that made the illusions believable even in the eyes of high-leveled opponents.

Kibie cried out.

“Illusion magic!”

* * *

Ryu Han-bin looked around in a hurry.

He couldn’t see them.

Even when he activated his all senses, he couldn’t feel anyone.

He clicked his tongue.

“Oh, my…”

He missed them.

If it were just illusion magic, Han-bin would’ve noticed that it was fake.

However, they cast the illusion spiritual art first, let them relax, and then put up another spell using Almara’s magic.

Their psychological trap deceived Han-bin’s party.

Kibie murmured admiringly.

“They are experienced. They know how to run away.”

Having made such a judgment in such a short time was a sign of being highly adept in the arts of war.

Though they were enemies, Kibie admitted it.

Ryu Han-bin grumbled at Kibie.

“Why are you applauding them? We missed them!”

Artis came up and asked.

“Shall we find out what they had left?”

Since they didn’t fight, they didn’t leave much blood.

However, they transformed into Dragons and had to endure the humiliation of being naked.

In other words, the robe and the lamp remained intact.

“There could be hair or something on the robe.”

Then Ryu Han-bin could use it with his guidelines for tracking.

Although there was a disadvantage that its accuracy exponentially decreased as distance increased, it would still be better than nothing in the current situation.

Then Kibie dissuaded Artis.

“You don’t have to do that.”

Information on the Top Three was still available.

They could use shadow-reading on the clothes that Almara and Saltus left behind.

There was no reason to make Han-bin move his body to track them down.

“There are so many Dragons under Garhan anyway. It won’t be a big deal if we miss one or two of those guys.”

Rather, they had an entirely different problem.

Looking at the tomb of the Sword King, the incarnation of Darkness felt a little lost.

“Now what…”