Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Battle of Snow Mountain (4)

Kibie, Artis, and Effir were in a tough situation.

“Taaaah!”

With a sharp shout, Kibie did her best to deal with Gabe’s wind giant.

Effir performed Magic Swordsmanship to cut down Saltus’s Ectoplasmic tentacles.

Meanwhile, Artis was engaged in a magical battle against Almara.

“Flame of the abyss, Ignition Death Ray!”

Five crescent-shaped heat rays surged towards the silver-haired woman.

Artis conjured five consecutive attacks by using the Spell-Saving Staff.

However, Almara responded with a magic of her own.

“Hardened Snowstorm, Diamond Dust!”

A hailstorm poured down and blocked the heat rays.

However, the heatwave still penetrated through Almara’s magic and continued to advance.

Still, it was enough to decrease its destructive power.

She continued her magic.

“Mirror of Reflections!”

The reflection magic had reflected all the heat rays away.

Artis looked surprised.

‘How could you have easily blocked the Ignition Death Ray?’

Ignition Death Ray was a high-ranking level 72 spell.

Artis had mastered it recently after studying it extensively and training hard with it.

It wasn’t supposed to be blocked by Diamond Dust, a level 50 spell, or by a Mirror of Reflection that easily.

Almara laughed.

“It’s not just about becoming a master by casting high-level spells, you stupid wizard.”

It was common knowledge to use layers upon layers of magic spells before making a powerful blow.

Almara had laid out Diamond Dust before she cast Mirror of Reflection.

Artis ignored it and threw away the high-level magic, so it was bound to be blocked easily.

“If you’re a Mage, you should think of a continuous attack. Hahaha!”

Artis gritted his teeth at the opponent’s taunt.

‘Damn it, who doesn’t know that?’

He was also faithful to the foundations of a Mage.

He used to do that until he met Ryu Han-bin.

‘I was a level 36 wizard until just a few months ago!’

Han-bin’s ‘give-all-energy’ tactic had raised his level too much in a short period.

He had only a short time to learn magic spells, let alone understand them and incorporate them into his strategies.

He wasn’t a proper level 70 wizard due to the imbalanced path he took.

If he had to compare it, he was in a similar state as the Lich he had met before.

Its level was high, and it had a lot of magic mastered, but it hardly knew how to use any of them properly.

Things weren’t much different for Effir, either.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

No matter how much of a genius she was, time was the factor she lacked most.

Due to the overwhelming lack of combat experience, she continuously got pressured away by the human form of Saltus, which wasn’t that much higher in terms of level.

Eventually, she allowed a gap.

“Sorondi’s power, hold my enemy!”

Saltus’s spiritual art tied Effir’s two feet to the earth.

It was only a brief pause, but that was enough.

Almara and Gabe aimed at her at the same time as if they were waiting for that opportunity.

“Impulse shock!”

The shock paralyzed her…

“Light of Althea!”

At the same time, a spiritual art struck her abdomen!

“Ugh…”

The shock confused Effir.

Both carefully controlled their power to damage her without killing her.

The Ectoplasmic tentacle tied up the fainted Effir.

Gabe burst into a cheerful laugh.

“I got you!”

Artis was embarrassed.

He didn’t expect them to attack that way.

‘Why Effir? Wasn’t their goal Kibie?’

Gabe, who caught Effir, immediately widened the distance and left the battlefield.

Saltus’s eyes glistened.

‘You finally got her?’

Then there was no more reason to hesitate.

He gave a signal to the silver-haired woman.

“Almara!”

“I know, Saltus!”

Almara grinned as she looked into his eyes.

At that moment, a dazzling light began to envelop the bodies of the duo.

A magnificent roar shook the snow mountain.

Grrrr!

* * *

Snowflakes kept fluttering in the air as the heat of the battle melted them.

“Gasp, gasp…”

Ryu Han-bin breathed heavily.

The white land had become muddy and dirty, but his situation remained dangerous.

He tried to counterattack several times, but he couldn’t connect any of his advances.

His opponents never overstepped out of their plan.

They dealt with Han-bin calmly by utilizing the safest tactics.

‘You’re going to dry me. Damn.’

They fought like meshed cogs.

He had never fought against such a strategy before.

Until that moment, he had never had a lower endurance than his opponent.

His opponents always rushed to win the battle. That was the tactic of the Aliens in the Grand Maze Kaltan, as well as Leon Hart.

But he was currently dealing with six enemies.

They took turns attacking him and replenishing their strength and energy.

Even if they were injured, a powerful Spiritist supported them from behind.

Even if they wanted to reduce the number sequentially, they didn’t even give him a chance to do so.

‘There’s a limit to fighting alone!’

He was getting tired.

The arm holding the sword was getting heavier.

‘Maybe it’s better to fight together…’

Back then, Artis and Effiyr’s levels were low, so much so that they were forced to fight separately on purpose.

But they had grown quite strong since then.

They were reliable colleagues.

‘Yes, it’s better than just being driven like this and losing!’

Ryu Han-bin made up his mind and just turned his head.

Grrrr!

A dazzling light covered the snowfield.

Giant wings spread wide, and magnificent shadows loomed over the earth.

A silver Dragon and a green Dragon, which were more than 30 meters tall, revealed their terrifying bodies over the snowfield.

Han-bin’s face crumpled to the fullest.

‘Damn it! How can things keep getting worse?’

* * *

Shaking her eight horns, the Silver Dragon spoke pleasantly.

“It feels good to be back to my original form after so long.”

The Green Dragon tilted his head and responded.

“It hasn’t been long, has it, Almara? We recently transformed and flew all the way here.”

“Hey, stop nitpicking.”

Both of them spoke in a relaxed tone, but they were alert.

Just their existence alone brought forth tremendous pressure akin to storms.

They felt like rats in front of snakes.

“Taaaaaaaah!”

Kibie flew forward as she pulled her Aura out.

Artis also shivered as he held out his staff.

“Ignition Death Ray!”

With a snort, Saltus moved one step forward.

“Hum!”

He slapped Kibie with his front foot.

Despite his heavy body, he was fast.

Unable to avoid it, Kibie was shot down in the air.

“Gasp!”

Artis’s magic didn’t work at all.

He allowed it to hit his body.

Boom!

An explosion occurred.

The green scales of Saltus, which weren’t scratched, sparkled.

Even level 70 magic couldn’t penetrate his scales.

The roar of the dragon shook the atmosphere.

“Stop being stupid. Do you think you’ll be a match to me?”

They fought on equal grounds when Almara and Saltus were in human form.

However, the two had become a 650-year-old Silver Dragon and a 530-year-old Green Dragon.

Even Ryu Han-bin and Leon Hart wouldn’t be able to deal with them easily!

Looking back, Almara asked.

“Now that we’ve achieved our goal, we don’t need the rest, do we?”

Gabe nodded after summoning the wind giant and getting on it.

“Do with them as you please. I’m leaving now.”

The wind giant began to go down the Sacred Peak with a silver-haired girl in one hand and Gabe in the other.

Almara displayed a creepy smile.

She didn’t have to worry about their safety, so she could do as much as she wanted.

Cold white air began to flow out of her mouth.

“I like our situation. It’s easier because there’s snow everywhere.”

The Silver Dragon could use her power many times more efficiently in snowy mountains.

“Witness the power of a true Ancient Dragon, little creatures!”

Ohhhhhhhhhhh…

With a strange sound, a huge wave swept through the snowfield.

Invisible air currents spread like waves from one end of the basin to the other.

And…

Boom!

Everything soon fell apart.

With a roar, the earth shook, and an avalanche occurred.

Countless ice spears poured down like rain, and snowstorms made out of blades blew towards them.

In an instant, the world became a white hell where frozen demons ran wild.

Caught amid the hailstorm, the Aliens freaked out and threw themselves away.

The white hell didn’t distinguish between friend and foe.

“Ah?”

“That crazy Dragon!”

“Are you trying to kill us?”

Almara murmured sourly.

“Hmm, you guys can’t die like this.”

Of course, Ryu Han-bin wouldn’t die just because of that.

But the others were different.

“Kibie!”

Breaking the falling gelid spears, he ran to Kibie’s side.

She was still unable to recover from the shock earlier.

“Uh, uh…”

He quickly carried Kibie on his shoulder.

He then threw himself towards Artis.

Artis was struggling to withstand the avalanche with magic barriers.

Artis shouted as Han-bin approached.

“Felard! They took Effir!”

‘Effir? Why?’

For a moment, Han-bin wondered, but he swiftly refocused his mind. His priority was t save the colleagues in front of him.

-Crosscut!

The red Blade Aura greatly divided the snow waves.

After barely securing a retreat, Artis also dragged him to the side.

“Hang on to me! Survive first!”

“Okay!”

He then headed to Leon Hart.

He couldn’t abandon Leon Hart either.

Leon Hart was hanging from a tree to escape the avalanche.

He shouted urgently at Ryu Han-bin, who was running to him.

“Untie this chain! Then I’ll support you!”

“Great!”

In a hurry, Ryu Han-bin began to tear apart the chains holding Leon Hart.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t enough time.

Almara was watching everything.

“Okay, you’ve all finally gathered.”

It was what she had been aiming for.

Beating the buzzing flies one by one was a lot more difficult.

Hence, she purposely watched the Valtara warrior scramble to save his colleagues.

‘It’s better to wait for them to gather on their own and blow them off all at the same time.’

The Silver Dragon began to take a deep breath.

Crrrrrrrr!

The air was sucked in, causing a magnificent noise to reverberate.

At the same time, Mana continued to agglomerate.

She then released all of it in a single blow.

Boom!

A huge white flash crashed over them as the space became distorted.

The power of ruthless destruction continued to devour them, covering their eyes.

At that moment, Ryu Han-bin realized.

He couldn’t avoid it.

If he avoided it, he would die, but all of his colleagues would die.

There was only one way left.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!”

He thrust the Gigant into the ground.

He then defended his head with his arms and exerted strength all over his entire physique.

The red Aura burned like fire as he enveloped himself with it.

‘Hang in there, my body!’

The Breath of the Ancient Dragon exploded.

Boom!

The real snowstorm collapsed and roared.

The floor cracked, and light soared.

Tens of thousands of tons of snow and rocks covered the entire basin.

The Silver Dragon soon shut up.

The earthquake also subsided.

Grrrrrrr…….

The world was back to becoming dazzlingly white.

Han-bin and his companions disappeared.