Chapter 159 : Chapter 159

Chapter 159 - Magic Dragon and Bone Dragon

Pandemonium Hall, which had retained its beauty even in Dusk Citadel.

The garden of that Pandemonium Hall was riddled with explosions and sword strikes due to the intrusion of the two blood relatives.

The private soldiers made from the families all rushed towards the Undead Knight Legion, causing a chain of explosions.

That was the beginning of the battle.

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Hunter Werewolf Remus. His daughter, Werewolf Shaman Cailin, fought breathlessly against the First Son.

They fought within the line of holding him back without any intention of killing him, but even that required them to not let their guard down.

“Hoo…. You seem to be on the younger side among humans. What tremendous strength.”

“Th-this is Millesdusk.”

If Remus mainly took the offense, Cailin was the support.

With the power of a shaman, she summoned an ancestral wolf and struck at his openings.

The father and daughter's combination showed good teamwork, but if they didn't charge in with the intent to kill, it was at best a way to buy time.

But the clone son had only demanded that much from the werewolves.

“Remus. Cailin. You're getting drawn into the offense and defense. Maintain a certain distance.”

“I know. Your big brother is just too good at fighting.”

“The golden plating of a Werewolf General. I'm at a loss for what to do.”

Contrary to his words, the First Son didn't even crack a smile.

He was just frustrated.

“If you can't bring out your claws because you're worried about your daughter, I'll give you time, so tell her to run away. Your strength can't be just this.”

Remus chuckled.

“The young friend is impatient but also has a lot of heart.”

“……”

“Thank you for the words, but I refuse. My daughter and I are here as mercenaries, and our employer has asked us to hold you down.”

“Then we have to keep our promise!”

At the father and daughter's answer, the First Son's gray eyes slowly sank.

It was also a sign that his patience was gradually reaching its limit.

“Youngest. I know you've prepared something for me, but even the time waiting for a gift can be irritating if it's too long.”

Goooooooooooh─

The bones that formed the wings on the gray blade formed vines.

The wings, which spread out in all directions like thorns in a rose field, were about to unfold at any moment.

“So from now on, I'll start to rush you.”

Kuwaaaaaaaaaah─!!

The gray sword cut through the air.

The sword strike that crossed diagonally created a sword qi, and from within it, a swarm of large and small wyverns was created.

The Bone Wyvern, which was large enough to carry ten people, changed into various forms.

But the fact that they were trying to run wild with their jaws wide open remained the same.

“Remus, Cailin. Your role ends here. You can leave now.”

Remus lifted his daughter by the waist and slung her over his shoulder.

“D-Dante! Before you go, at least take this!”

The blue wolves, which had appeared in a translucent form like spirits, dissipated into light.

The lights didn't just disappear but concentrated on the shaman's hand.

“With the great spirit of the ancestral wolf. May the power of the wolf pack that commands the mountain range reside in your body.”

Along with a series of murmurs, the light shone even brighter.

The blue light that covered the clone son's body swept over him like a swarm of fireflies.

“…Thanks.”

With a short word of thanks, he moved his body.

It was a simple leap to avoid the wyvern's teeth, but it was no longer simple.

Even the First Son, who had pulled his arm back for a sword strike, hesitated.

‘So this is the wolf's blessing.’

It was the identity of the light that the main body had told him about.

Everything that could be called physical ability had risen dramatically.

He didn't just dodge the attack, but he could see all the wyverns flying chaotically in all directions.

“You can't dodge just by being fast.”

The wing-covered blade swept through the air again.

Wyverns, from small dogs to wolves in size, poured out again.

Those wyverns were a shield that protected the First Son and at the same time an integrated offense and defense that also served to attack.

Right. If that side was integrated offense and defense, this side was all offense.

[Bone Sorcery]

[Family Sorcery - Exploding Bone]

The Skeleton Soldier, quickly completed while running, had already changed into dust.

Now that the effect of the Dark Elixir was circulating, he could control the dust even in the midst of intense movement.

Kwaaaaaaaaaang─!!

Exploding Bone, which was evaluated as having the highest attack power among the family's Bone Sorceries.

Its explosive power brought down a handful of the wyverns flying in the air with just one shot.

“Exploding Bone has the best power, but it also has the best noise.”

A regularity was formed among the wyverns that were flying chaotically like a flock of crows.

They formed a formation like migratory birds and began to divide their tasks according to their size.

“Youngest, thanks to your Dark Elixir, I was able to take a small step. Not as a sorcerer, but to another realm as a swordsman.”

Cheojeojeojeojeojeok─

The wyverns flying around the First Son began to line up and become one with the blade.

The wings and wyvern bones, which had spread out messily like tree roots, became uniform without any rough edges.

The change didn't stop there.

Swaaaaaaaaaaaaaah─

From the jet-black eye sockets, like the abyss of the wyvern's skull, blue steam rose.

One pair, two pairs, three pairs, all the wyvern skulls took the blue steam as their eye-shine.

“…It looks like the sword qi of the North, but it's completely different.”

“Yes. It's completely different.”

If the sword qi of the North was transparent and clear like ice crystals, the First Son's was like mist.

The gray, hazy, and thick mist was bound to cover everything, whether it was a great mountain or a lake in front.

“Even cursed knights can use sword strikes with sword qi, but changing its form at will is a different story.”

Hwoooook─!!

The First Son swung his sword.

It was the same diagonal slash as before, but this time the wyverns did not follow.

A sword strike made of blue steam.

The Bone Wyvern, made of pure sword qi, flew freely without thrusting its teeth or claws.

A single flap of its wings, a gently moving tail, and its huge body were all sword strikes.

So there was no need to move rashly.

It just gracefully cut through the air like a swan gliding across the water.

Kuwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah─

Pandemonium Hall, which was already no different from ruins, was now about to turn into a wasteland.

“Blue Wyvern. This is the cornerstone of my next stage.”

“……”

Unlike the elegant sword strike, the result that followed was not elegant at all.

It was a sword strike that he hadn't even thought of dodging with the wolf's blessing.

The Bone Wyvern's wide wings and long tail cleared all blind spots, leaving no room to escape.

Jureureuk─

Blood pooled around where he was standing.

It was the blood that had been a shield created by using Dracul to shorten the casting time to the maximum.

The impact of the counterattack had broken some bones, but since his limbs were intact, perhaps it was a good defense.

Accordingly, the First Son's eyes also widened slightly.

He probably hadn't expected him to be standing fine after a sword strike meant to bring him to his knees.

“I thought it was a sword strike that could have taken off a doll's limbs, but it seems I was mistaken.”

“So you knew.”

“Of course. You never once called me Older Brother.”

For such a trivial reason?

But it seemed it wasn't trivial to him.

The Bone Wyvern's sword qi from a moment ago, the Blue Wyvern, spread its wings again.

“But from now on, it will be a little more interesting.”

Jjeo-eong─!!

The blade struck the air.

After a deafening resonance, the Blue Wyvern flew up.

Not towards the clone son, but towards the sky.

Shuhwaaaaaaaaaaaah─

The Blue Wyvern and the dark red Blood Demon met.

The Blood Demon, despite its rock-like outer shell, seemed to be pushed back by the sword strike.

But it wasn't retreating.

It was making way, suggesting that it was not the main character.

“…That, could it be….”

The First Son's arm holding the sword slowly lowered.

Something of a huge shape visible in the sky where the Blood Demon had moved aside.

A roar that shook the heavens and the earth, along with a size that made the Blue Wyvern seem like a joke.

That roar was not something he was hearing for the first time.

“Magic Dragon….”

The Magic Dragon, with flame thunder in its mouth, crashed into Pandemonium Hall.

***

Edwin took refuge with Chairman Chapman as much as possible.

At first, the other councilors were definitely with them, but when he came to his senses, they were gone.

Only Edwin, who had known about this invasion in advance, had the presence of mind to take care of the Chairman.

Chapman asked the strangely calm associate councilor.

“…Edwin, you knew about this.”

“Yes. But as you know, I am a servant of the bloodline. I can only apologize for not being able to tell you in advance.”

Chapman let out a hearty laugh.

“It would have been useless even if you had told me. Who among those in the citadel could have prepared for such a future?”

He climbed onto the roof of a building and looked at Pandemonium Hall in the distance.

People were busy evacuating, and the main street was chaotic, reminiscent of a pandemonium.

In Pandemonium Hall, a knight armed in black armor was facing off against a Magic Dragon that looked like it had come out of a nightmare.

It was truly a scene from a legend, but there was something confusing.

“So…. that Magic Dragon is going to protect us? Not the other way around?”

“Ye-yes. That's right.”

Even from the perspective of the one answering, it was a bit embarrassing, but the Magic Dragon was the hope of the citadel.

Because the one on top of it was none other than the Youngest Son, the Magic Dragon was hope and the only way to survive.

“We don't have time for this. Edwin. Look at me for a moment.”

The Chairman held the Old Wood Staff and faced the associate councilor.

“From this moment on, I will begin the inauguration ceremony of the new chairman, Edwin D. Hacid.”

“Ye-yes?”

“The inauguration ceremony should have started long ago. I have to go fishing.”

“B-but this is…!”

“Ahem. To make you the chairman, the Fifth Son-nim has ridden a Magic Dragon. If you ignore that sincerity, you are not even human.”

Edwin was dumbfounded by the sudden debate on being disqualified as a human, and in the meantime, the Old Wood Staff was placed in his hand.

“From this time forth, I appoint Associate Councilor Edwin as the 24th Chairman of Dusk Citadel.”

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaang─!!

The Magic Dragon's flame thunder exploded in the distance as a celebratory cannon fire.

It was such a large celebratory cannon that the round shockwave made his legs tremble.

“…I will work hard.”

The former chairman of the citadel patted the new chairman's shoulder.

“You will. The blood relative who employs you is so diligent.”

Chapman comfortably put his empty hands, now without the staff, behind his back.

“When the master works through the night, the subordinate works for two nights.”

“……”

“From the moment you receive the staff, it would be right to assume that you have given up all good sleep for the rest of your life. Chairman Edwin.”

“…Can I possibly undo this.”

“You cannot.”

The sharp refusal made the future even more frightening.

It's going to get harder, and harder, and harder?

I'm looking at a Magic Dragon right now, what more could there be?

It's a lie. It must be a lie.

Edwin reassured himself like that.

Otherwise, he felt like he would throw away the staff and everything and run away, so he barely held on to his body.

Shuhwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah─

Another cloud of dust blew towards Pandemonium Hall.

What came after was a deadly silence.

Chapman and Edwin felt it intuitively.

That it was decided.

***

The place that had retained its beauty even in Dusk Citadel, which everyone had cursed as a sewer, became ruins.

The building was broken into pieces like pie crumbs and rolled on the ground.

The only ones standing fine on it were the two blood relatives.

The First Son and the Fifth Son faced each other and saw what was behind each other.

The Undead Knight Legion, rising up even after being torn to shreds by Exploding Bone.

The Magic Dragon of the Ash Mountains, with the power to easily erase the name ‘Undead’.

It was the First Son who spoke first.

“How, how on earth did you do it.”

He looked down at his sword.

The gray blade that used the Blue Wyvern as a sword strike. The next realm he would show in the Ash Mountains.

It was his wyvern to fight the Magic Dragon.

But the youngest, as if mocking that realm, rode the Magic Dragon itself and descended on Pandemonium Hall.

It was a kind of declaration and a command.

You have nothing to gain in this battle, and if you have something to lose, it may be everything. So sheathe your sword now.

“…Is this how my siblings feel? I'm truly at a loss for words.”

Jalgeurak─

Something like a necklace came out of the First Son's bosom.

An amulet with a white scale engraved as a pattern.

The Youngest Son knew it well, the amulet of the Bone Dragon.

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