The Magic Empress (2)
‘No. It’s the same face, but it’s not Leje.’
What should I say about this?
Reincarnation?
replication?
Or just a simple coincidence?
No, it was definitely not a coincidence.
Because the captain was holding a Grim Reaper that looked exactly like Leje.
The only difference is that it gives off a much more sinister vibe than when Rége was holding it.
‘It must be reincarnation. Unlike me, he doesn’t remember his past life.’
A question that Leje asked Cassandra a few days ago.
Can you become king?
That would be the answer to that.
On the one hand, it seemed like I knew why Magara of the Grim Reaper had started to leave Rje’s side so often.
Since a being with the same face and soul as the owner of his previous life appeared, he probably didn’t want to part ways with it again.
“Ahh… …! I thought I would never see you again.”
As expected.
Magara suddenly appeared next to Theo, shedding tears.
“You won’t understand me like this.”
Magara spoke, his gaze fixed on his old master’s face.
“But after seeing that… … you will understand on your own. The gap between you and him!”
It was that very moment.
“You foolish Lordbroke’s ghosts. Why do you dare to do such a vain thing?”
Opposite the place where the suicide squad stood.
As the black darkness descended, an enormous being appeared, covering the sky.
And below, an army of monsters whose shapes were difficult to even discern filled the horizon.
They were monsters of the sea.
-What do you mean, useless?
The leader of the squad laughed coldly and scraped the ground hard with the Grim Reaper.
Hurrruk!
The black flames that arose with the heat of friction instantly took the shape of a skeletal reaper holding a deathscythe.
-There are so many guys to hunt like this.
Hwaaaaah!
At that moment, black flames began to swirl fiercely into the sky.
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The ball continued to grow in size until it soon reached an enormous size like a black sun.
“That’s <Black Flame Jade Sun>… … ?”
Theo opened his eyes wide as he realized what it was.
Because it was a familiar technology.
Why is the absolute vision that Troyban’s patriarch, Granada, had shown to Kyle appearing here!
“Is that what you call that vision?”
Theo looked back at Magara, who was laughing.
“That’s not a name that should be called like that. ■■■ ■■’s ■■… …! Damn it. Is it not mentioned after all?”
Magara continued speaking, spitting out curses.
「Yes. It doesn’t matter what you call it. In any case, it is your own secret technique that you created by gathering all of Ragnar’s swordsmanship and breathing techniques! It is a swordsmanship but not swordsmanship, and a breathing technique but not a breathing technique. It is a vision of the third realm. It is beyond even the realm of magic and supernatural powers.」
‘The sword that Troyban obtained through Cassandra was the Black Flame Jade Sun. Granada disguised it as her own vision.’
“That’s why I can’t accept you as my master. Watch carefully.”
As the black sun grew to a size of over ten meters, the skeleton reaper struck Deathscythe hard.
Squeak!
In an instant, the black sun slid up and down, cutting diagonally.
And darkness fell.
<1 second eclipse – Japanese eclipse>
The black sun exploded.
The broken fragments all turned into flaming meteors and rained down on the heads of the monster army.
Kwarung! Kwarung!
Kwakwakwakwang-
The monsters were shattered by the explosion, and the black flames spread in all directions, engulfing them.
-What are you doing! Everyone hurry up and leave!
-Uh-huh! I was just waiting for that!
-Let’s go!
Following the captain’s bold command, the 299 suicide squad members began running across the plains at once.
『What a cute idea. Rather than using the poison of the devil to detoxify it, did you strengthen the poison and put it in the aura?』
<The Nameless Monarch> seemed to be enjoying himself for some reason, even though his retinue was rapidly dwindling.
『But in the end, it won’t be able to catch me, the source? From what I’ve seen so far, you shouldn’t have been such a sloppy kid.』
-Of course. Do you think I’ll end it here?
The captain began to walk slowly in the direction where the <Nameless Monarch> was.
Every time she took a step, monsters would jump out from somewhere and aim for her, but soon they would be beheaded by the Deathscythe wielded by the skeleton reaper.
Kukukukuku-
An earthquake occurred where she passed.
The ground sank and the flames rose.
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A strange phenomenon that makes it seem like the world is being created anew.
Then, here and there, iron gates burst through the ground.
An iron gate with a pattern depicting numerous monsters tangled together in a disorderly manner.
Geuggeuggeuk-
As the doors began to open one by one, even more black flames poured out, and monsters that looked as terrifying as the demons of the Sea walked out from above.
Among them, there were quite a few that had various dragon shapes.
<2 seconds – Hell>
『Hahahahaha! Is there a Mahae in Mahae? Who would have thought that the authors who protect the world would also become monsters!』
-Who said that when you face a monster from the abyss, you become a monster yourself? After being entangled with you for so long, did you just end up like this?
The demons of the Sea of Magic and the monsters of Hell clashed.
Kukukukuku… … !
A fierce battle so intense that it seems like the world is headed for destruction.
And then, before he knew it, the captain standing in front of the <Nameless Monarch> raised his head.
It was a very small body for a monarch who boasted a size large enough to cover the sky.
Somehow, it seemed like there wasn’t much of a difference in presence.
“What will you show me now?”
<Nameless Monarch> looked at ■■■, who had been fighting against him for a very long time, with an interesting tone.
He was so happy about this moment.
This was because the arch-enemy, with whom he had fought for a long time, had created a system to thoroughly destroy the Demon Sea in order to capture him alone.
On the one hand, I could guess what ■■■ was thinking to some extent.
Isn’t the idea that in order to catch the <Nameless Monarch>, you have to become the <Nameless Monarch> yourself?
How has this little rival looked at him all this time?
How would you interpret it,
And how else are you going to create another <Nameless Monarch> that surpasses the <Nameless Monarch>?
I was so curious.
-this.
Hurrrurruk-
The black flames of Hell all swirled together, enveloping the captain, and rising into the sky like a tornado, they soon took on a new shape.
<3 seconds – King Yeomra>
And the revealed appearance was… … .
[The thought was forcibly terminated.]
As the prophecy ended, the real world returned.
Magara’s voice faintly came to my mind and then disappeared.
“<Black Flame Jade Sun>, you say? Anyway, you can’t compare the master’s vision with such a ridiculous name. So you’d better give up on the foolish idea of restoring his sword treasure. What’s his is only his.”
The ghosts gathered around Theo in a hurry.
-What do you think?
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-Have you seen it? Have you seen it?
-Geumbo, do you think you can recover it?
-Just say something!
The ghosts were chattering so loudly that my head started to ring.
Theo reached out to calm them down and clear their minds.
‘Surely the black jade sun of Granada is incomparable to the black jade sun.’
Although Theo did not witness the vision of Granada himself, he had overheard it.
It was absolutely no match for the <Nameless Monarch>.
The proof of this, more than anything, was the fact that he was defeated by Kyle.
‘Perhaps it would have been best for Granada to simply imitate the sword. To begin with, Ragnar and Troyban had different directions in pursuing the sword, and they did not know the basics of what constitutes a sword.’
But Theo is different.
Not only does he know a variety of Ragnar’s sword techniques, he also creates new sword techniques based on them.
And the most important thing.
‘I was taught by those who understood the master of swordsmanship better than anyone else.’
Theo looked at the 299 ghosts looking at him with anxious eyes.
“Recovery seems possible.”
-what?
-T-That’s true!
The atmosphere among the ghosts was excited.
In fact, they had also half given up on recovering the sword.
Theo nodded.
“Yes. I don’t know how long it will take, but I can see the direction. It’s all thanks to you, elders.”
Theo’s <Claws of the Nibelun> and <Dragon’s Thunderbolt> were reassembled with the help of ghosts and established as a system for swordsmanship.
Actually, I don’t know if the phenomenon that appears when the sword is completely restored will be exactly the same as that of the colon.
However, Theo’s judgment was that the power or direction would not be different.
Above all else.
‘It’s no different from the dragon island I pursue. Rather, my horizons have broadened.’
Perhaps it was the sword orb that inspired Theo, but it was far more inspiring than Magara had boasted.
So it was possible.
-Finally… … . I can finally build my lord’s tomb.
Gulp!
The tears of the ghost in the lead began to flow, followed by the beatings of the other ghosts.
-Hey, why are you crying so pitifully when you’re all old!
-You’re the one who cries the most?
-This, this is just because there’s dust in the corner of your eye!
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-Why is there dust on the ghost?
Theo quietly turned his gaze towards the stone tomb.
I noticed tulips swaying gently in the light pouring down from the ceiling.
-Tulip is not just any flower. It is a transformed form of our ancestors who received the blessing of the flower god long ago.
-Even after death, his head that turned towards Winterer became a flower, his body became a black stem that supported him, and his hands and feet that prayed became leaves and roots and remained here.”
What Odd had said suddenly came to mind.
Theo thought that the tulip on the stone tomb also looked a lot like the captain.
The flower resembles the cheerful eyes that looked up at the <Nameless Monarch>,
The black stem was like a Grim Reaper that cut down the monsters,
The leaves seemed to show hands that had been handling black flames, and the roots seemed to show feet that had been walking over the remains of dead creatures.
‘Yes. I can never give this to Troyvan.’
The vision created to capture the <Nameless Monarch> could not be stolen by someone like Troyban, who was in league with the <Nameless Monarch>.
It was at that time that Theo was so determined.
“It hasn’t been completely preserved yet.”
Cassandra, who had just come out of the afterglow of the prophecy, was opening her mouth again.
It seemed that the possession of the Empress of Magic had not yet been released.
“Because their claws are still intent on targeting the sword.”
Theo raised his head at the thought that this too was a prophecy.
Kukuku!
The mausoleum was shaking slightly.
I don’t know how they found out where this place was, but the raids have begun again.
but,
“No. But you won’t be able to take anything with you.”
Kwak!
Theo’s hands, which were holding Drake’s blade, tightened.
There was even enthusiasm on his face.
“Because I’m going to make it happen.”
How the bastard of the Return Sword Family lives
