“Target locked.”
Somewhere deep in the forest, far away from Lily’s team’s castle.
Raguiel continues to concentrate, holding a bow made from special materials unique to the Angel Guild.
Gradually gathering power and “synchronizing.”
It was a pretty tough process, but as a member of the Angel Guild, he could manage to match it to a certain extent.
“Ah.”
Excessively overlapping, tears flow down.
The bow radiates light, bolstered by the buffs from Manrian and Leo, and the enhancement from Freytion.
“Here!”
Leo, standing beside him, converts his usual light into an arrow instead of a sword.
The arrow woven with light rests on Raguiel’s bowstring.
Creak…
The blessing of light and the Arrow of Light, along with countless buffs.
The preparations are perfect.
“…Will this really work?”
“Probably?”
Leo poked at the arrow with a mischievous grin.
“Honestly, even if this doesn’t work, at best it’ll pop an arm or two.”
An arm.
For someone, it could be a severe injury, but for Lily, it’s just a scratch.
Even if dozens of arrows were shot, she’d probably recover without any issues.
But what about the castle behind Lily?
“Spirit Ascension.”
Leo’s hair ignites with light.
Raguiel’s hair also ignites with light.
A technique possible because they share the same ‘light’ attribute.
With successful synchronization with a human rather than a spirit, a bow of light forms at Leo’s fingertips, and his lips begin to move.
“Mount Tai?”
“Manrian, Mount Tai.”
Two arrows shot through the forest.
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KWAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!
KWAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!
Two loud noises echo through the forest.
It’s too excessive to be just Raguiel’s arrow sound.
‘They really teamed up.’
The first arrow shattered all 37 layers of Redberry’s defense.
Even though fortified to be four times stronger through mana manipulation, the shields shatter like glass.
However, the first arrow, slightly slowed, continues its trajectory toward the castle.
─ How dare such light.
As it approached the castle walls, a humanoid Spirit of Darkness emerged.
A hand made of black cloud confidently grasps the arrow.
It looks perfect on the surface, but…
“You’ll regret this.”
─ What…?!
The black cloud is pushed back.
The Spirit of Darkness may be a World Boss-level entity, but in this mock siege war, it’s just a strong Grand General.
Of course, that level is more than enough for Raguiel to handle—but this is Leo.
He created an arrow of light powerful enough to chop off hands.
– Ugh…!!!
Using my limited power to the max, my speed gradually decreases.
At this rate, I can manage to stop before reaching the core.
Kwahahahaha!!!
But does that even matter?
“You seem to be quite determined.”
‘The real deal is coming.’
An arrow shot by Leo follows right after.
A dimension apart in speed and destructive power from the previous arrows.
Fwooosh!!!
The arrow completely pierces through the clouds.
An even fiercer aura radiates from the Arrow of Light as it darts toward the core.
I lightly leaped up. A red hammer gripped tightly in my hand.
The hammer and the arrow collided.
“Guh…! Lady Lily!”
The overwhelming force reverberated around us.
An arrow with the weight of a mountain and a hammer imbued with holy power.
I think I can withstand this, but the problem is my weapon.
‘As expected.’
Since the hammer was destroyed by the copycat, it’s now just a solid piece of red mineral, not Karabus’s shell.
The ore is too soft to block Leo’s arrow infused with Spirit Ascension.
Crack!
The hammer shatters.
I had no choice but to twist my spear.
A storm arises.
Everything is drawn in, and the arrows can’t reach their target, changing their direction instead.
The two arrows are absorbed into the spear’s eye, creating a tremendous noise.
“Did we stop them?”
In the midst of it, Redberry, unable to withstand the shock, rolled on the ground, tossing a dreadful flag.
“If you say that, won’t more come?”
The races with ‘concepts’ are peculiar each in their own right, but there’s one race that’s the most unusual.
The so-called resurrection spells like “Did we take care of it?”—they’re a race influenced by ‘flags.’
I couldn’t help but wonder why such a race exists, but from the start, my very existence deviated from ‘common sense,’ which made it hard to discuss the world’s ‘normality.’
Of course, unlike other concept races, their effects aren’t absolute, and they can’t resurrect from real attacks sincerely meant like those from demons.
But then again, Leo isn’t of such a race…
The reason these resurrection spells work is that they happen often and are effective.
“See?”
More arrows are coming.
■
The Devil clutched his chest as he crossed the forest with Black.
A hidden ability just for this round.
Even having learned this power from Lady Lily, he had never used it according to the plan.
‘This time…!’
How many times had he died and left helpless during that process?
How many times have I died and left in a state of powerlessness during this process?
Merely being pushed back by Iron and helplessly dealt with by Chuka Chip.
But is that all? I retired after just two hits from Leo.
For someone like me, the Lord of Evil, God of Darkness, and ruler of the Black Flame Dragon, this is a humiliating outcome.
I will show them.
To take revenge on those who have looked down on me.
“My power!”
“…Get ready. When you meet Choco, run for your life.”
“I’m not here to run away, human!”
I will fight and win.
That’s how the Devil, ruler of the Black Flame Dragon, operates.
Upon hearing those words, Black shook his head in disbelief, but the Devil was serious.
Swiish-!
The Devil’s right arm, leading the way, slashed through the air.
Like an injured cat, the Devil jumped around.
“An ambush?!”
An invisible enemy struck.
That means the opponent is Yena.
The black flame blood oozing from the wound pulsed with resonance.
The weak imitation of the Dragon Heart thumped hard, its power gathering in the Devil’s left hand.
The technique created by the Dark Dragon, Seriphed.
“Martial Art, Black Dragon!”
A fist resembling a black dragon struck Yena.
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Yena gritted her teeth.
The plan was simple.
Leo, Laguiel, Freytion, and Choco would combine their strengths to attack Lady Lily’s castle from a distance, while the remaining members would defend according to the situation.
As expected, or rather, beyond her expectations, the combination of Laguiel and Leo radiated incredible synergy.
Superior to the frequently mentioned combination of Leo and Dinosaur.
If Leo had chosen Laguiel instead of Freytion as a teammate, they might have seriously aimed for victory.
But then…
“Hweaaah!”
Kwaaah!
The black flame swept in.
Its destructive power was bizarrely powerful for just the Devil’s ability.
Every punch unleashed shattered the surroundings, and the black flame disrupted their stealth.
The dagger that blocked the blow let out a painful sound and seemed on the verge of breaking.
The bigger problem was the black aura swirling around the Devil.
Even when wounded by the dagger, it suffered no fatal damage, encasing him like a shield.
Yena found herself laughing absurdly, as if facing a Grand General.
“What have you done?”
What could have changed your abilities so drastically in an instant?
The Devil spread his black wings, scattering black flames, and grinned.
“This is the true power of the God of Darkness!”
“Did you learn something from Lady Lily?”
“……”
The Devil hurriedly closed his mouth.
I knew it.
“Ugh… Seriously.”
Does he think using the power of a dragon means learning some dragon technique?
At this point, facing the Devil alone is not an easy task.
It’s not easy to stop the Devil alone now that it’s come to this.
Dragons are fundamentally a level 80-90 ‘Field Boss’ class race.
Even a half-breed Dragon, albeit with diminished power, could exhibit quite overwhelming strength as a human.
And now, they’ve become as strong as a ‘real’ Dragon…
“…Lady Lily sure has a lot of disciples.”
Every person she meets seems to bring a new technique with them.
Among them, Yena, who has learned the most, felt something as she gripped her two daggers tightly.
I…
“I’m the first…!”
The onslaught of the dagger infused with Holy Energy struck.
In response, a fist spewing black flames was also launched.
Sre…
Sre.
Two shadows overlapped above.
The Unicorn and the black Greatsword clashed against each other.
Kuuuuung!!!
The shockwave enveloped the surroundings.
The Devil and Yena were momentarily knocked back.
As the Unicorn, further empowered by Laguiel, let out a roar, Black whipped around his beloved weapon.
“Devil, get back.”
“Come on! Why now, when we’re in the middle of a fight…”
The sky began to change.
The blue heavens darkened, and the light that once shone upon the Unicorn faded.
Above it, a massive black moon emerged as if drawn onto the canvas.
The second masterpiece crafted by the continent’s great Blacksmith, Drak, ‘Black Destroyer,’ unleashed moonlight.
It wasn’t just the Devil hiding their power.
‘Moon Cutting.’
A strike that slices the moon.
And it wasn’t just the moon that was cut.
Sukugagagak…
The Unicorn split apart.
From the left shoulder, imbued with the blessing of Ice, to the right side, blessed by the earth.
Everything shattered, and through the gaps, Yena, who was waiting for an opportunity, leapt in.
After using such a massive technique, a gap is inevitably created.
For Yena, an assassin with keen senses, exploiting that opening was child’s play.
“Where do you think you’re going, human?”
If no one else had intervened.
The Devil, scattering black flames, gripped the dagger.
Yena frowned but quickly tried to shake it off.
Hooong.
That brief moment was more than enough time for Black, who had attended the mana restoration lecture a few days ago, to recover.
“I’ll leave the back to you, Lady Lily.”
The strike cut Yena down.
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