Swordmaster's Youngest Son Novel - Chapter 835
Chapter 835
The first thing Jin’s group saw was the mountain range changing shape like dough.
The irregular mountain peaks, extending in all directions from the center like a storm, were deforming.
The phenomenon was caused by the shadows of the mountain range moving at the fake’s will.
It wasn’t pure destructive power or an incredible technique.
It was a power used by the fake called “Shadow Energy Release,” a truly divine ability.
This power allowed the fake to control shadows at will and exert a deadly influence on his targets.
“Groan, aaaaah!”
“La-Lady Frey…!”
“Aaaargh!”
The knights of the Storm Castle twisted and screamed.
Frey was resisting the fake’s power, but most of the other knights felt their shadows being consumed, experiencing terrible pain.
Crackle, crash-!
The ascending shadows devoured the knights like a wildfire.
In an instant, the castle was filled with a river of blood and Shadow Energy, and Frey looked at them with trembling eyes.
‘How can I… How can I save the knights…!’
Frey’s head throbbed, and she felt her insides twisting in agony.
Even she could only offer temporary resistance, and if the fake continued to use this power, she would suffer the same fate as the knights.
“Stop… you son of…!”
Frey plunged her hand into the icy Shadow Energy up to her ankles, searching for a spear to throw.
But the moment she grabbed the spear, her fingers, stained black by the Shadow Energy, twisted backward and touched the back of her hand.
Despite the pain of having her fingers pulled, she threw the spear as it was.
The spear attacked the fake with even more ferocity than before, but it couldn’t reach him.
The spear stopped about five paces from the fake, disappearing into the swirling Shadow Energy.
“As expected, your reaction is fast. About five hundred could have died. How do you feel, fake? Do you realize how ridiculous you look in my eyes?”
Shadow Energy Release, Black Chain.
Murakan’s Shadow Energy Release pierced through the fake’s shield and fired black chains.
But the fake scattered like smoke, reappearing in the air in his original form, spreading his wings towards the Storm Castle.
The distance between them closed too quickly.
The group immediately tried to follow, but the fake’s breath swept through the Storm Castle first.
[Frey!]
Murakan unconsciously shouted.
“I’m fine!”
Fortunately, Frey was resisting the fake’s breath with her halberd and executed a magic sword technique.
Runcandel Magic Sword Secret Technique
Hamalen’s Wrath – Frey Runcandel
As if Full Ice had been unleashed, a chilling cold descended upon the entire battlefield.
The fake’s body instantly froze, and she leaped forward, swinging her halberd towards his heart.
With the sound of ice breaking, a massive wound was left on the fake’s chest.
Jin’s group didn’t miss the opportunity and aimed at the fake’s rear once more.
Swish…!
Jin, the Ten Great Knights, with their swords and spears, simultaneously pierced the fake’s back and chest.
Each of them felt the sensation of their blades striking the heart.
At that moment, Jin activated Eternal Flame.
The perfect moment to strike the heart had arrived faster than expected.
Jin’s Eternal Flame, Frey’s Secret Technique, Dranax and Vyollo’s Final Movements, all of them struck the fake’s heart simultaneously.
[Aaaargh…!]
For the first time, the fake’s posture completely disintegrated as he emitted a terrifying scream.
The group didn’t miss the opportunity and stabbed his heart once more, while Murakan struck the exposed wound with his Black Chain.
Murakan concentrated his Shadow Energy into the Black Chain, as if he was about to rip the heart out.
The Black Chain firmly grasped the heart, but it couldn’t pull it out and finally broke.
Jin and the Ten Great Knights were also pushed to the ground by the energy released by the fake.
The Shadow Energy gathered in the fake’s torn chest.
Frey looked up at the tightly closed chest, breathing heavily.
[I said there’s no one among you who can kill me. Fake contractor, I’m very pleased with that, but unfortunately, it didn’t work. With that level of attack, you can’t pierce my heart.]
“Those nonsense won’t extinguish the flames burning in your chest.”
[Ah, these flames… They’re quite stubborn, aren’t they? Even if I wanted to spare you, I couldn’t.]
Without answering, Jin switched his sword to Bradamante and activated Hellfire.
It seemed that the Sword of the Reign of the King of Legends could restrict the Ten Great Knights’ movements.
Jin doesn’t know anything about partial deployment, but if he unleashes it completely, the Ten Great Knights will undoubtedly be hit as well.
‘If we were outside, it would have been better to buy time with the Sword of the Reign of the King of Legends and plan for the future, but this is a world where only Mitel exists. There’s nowhere for us to retreat to.’
Just as the Ten Great Knights had accepted Jin and Murakan as true comrades, Jin and Murakan no longer saw them as mere paintings.
Just as Kaytam had said, inside the painting, the painting was reality, and even from the outside, they were Jin’s true ancestors.
‘Sarah’s sword…!?’
‘It’s Sarah’s Hellfire!’
The Ten Great Knights were surprised to see Hellfire, but they didn’t ask anything about it.
Meanwhile, the fake was amplifying his Shadow Energy once more.
Perhaps due to the characteristics of the subspace inside the painting, Tess wasn’t summoned.
‘It’s a shame Tess isn’t here. His flames might have been able to inflict more damage on that fake’s heart than all of us together.’
No attack so far could be considered clearly effective.
However, Jin, Murakan, and the Ten Great Knights continued to charge at the fake without flinching.
The knights who survived the fake’s first Shadow Energy Release were also holding their swords firmly, with resolute faces.
Even if the fake killed them all with a single breath, they seemed determined to keep their souls firmly in place.
Hellfire entangled around the fake, lowering his altitude once more.
The fake was aware of the properties of Eternal Flame imbued in Hellfire and flapped his wings.
However, it wasn’t possible to block the fake from getting closer to the Storm Castle.
His colossal shadow was gradually enveloping the Storm Castle walls with a dark shade.
The knights touched by the shadow froze in place, swallowed by the darkness, and their weapons quickly lost their luster.
[Today, I decided to destroy the Storm Castle and retrieve Barisada. It means the future is already predetermined. No matter how much you fight.]
[It’s funny how you talk like a third-rate villain, afraid that Temar will return and reveal your cowardly side]
Now, the group and the fake were engaged in a fierce battle in the sky of the Storm Castle.
With the help of the knights, Murakan pushed the fake back into the castle, causing parts of the buildings to collapse, and massive debris scattered everywhere with each attack.
Amidst this, the mountain ranges imbued with the fake’s Shadow Energy were trembling.
Jin and the Ten Great Knights were repelling the torrent of Shadow Energy falling from the mountain ranges to restrict his control over space.
Hellfire was still burning fiercely, melting the fake Murakan’s scales.
Occasionally, organs, including the heart, were exposed. Some organs were destroyed and regenerated repeatedly, but no matter how many times they stabbed the heart, not even a small gasp came from the fake.
The fake seemed to have gotten used to the pain; he wasn’t even screaming anymore.
The Ten Great Knights were breathing heavily.
The power of the sword blows hadn’t diminished, but time was undoubtedly on the fake’s side.
The Shadow Energy was exploding more fiercely.
‘I can do it…’
Jin focused his mind, just like in the past.
Just like when he gathered his determination while facing formidable enemies, he was reciting incantations now.
He believed that he could cut the fake’s heart, that there was nothing in the world he couldn’t cut.
Unlike the past, this belief was now much closer to truth than a lie.
‘Especially when it’s a fake, a mere existence that has already been exposed as a lie.’
Bradamante was imbued with Shadow Energy.
When the darkness filling the blade was at its deepest, the fake turned his body and stared intently at Jin.
For a moment, he tricked himself into thinking that Temar had returned.
The fake was seeing Temar’s appearance in Jin.
[I’m getting more and more annoyed with this…]
The Ten Great Knights felt the same.
They were also sensing Temar in Jin.
In moments of despair, when hope seems lost, they find those deep, resolute eyes that used to appear, looking at the enemies.
“Did you say the future is already predetermined, fake?”
Jin closed the distance between him and the fake, cutting through the Shadow Energy extending from the mountain ranges and the fake’s breath.
Murakan and the Ten Great Knights were blocking the fake’s attempts to take flight.
For the first time, the fake showed a desperate defensive stance.
He used his Shadow Energy to darken the surroundings, trying to obstruct Jin’s vision, and explosively released his energy to break free from Murakan and the Ten Great Knights.
Frey and Vyollo were knocked down, but Murakan and Dranax maintained their positions, plunging their sword and enlarged fangs into the fake’s wings.
Ignoring the pain of having his fixed wings torn, the fake swung his front leg towards Jin.
Jin narrowly dodged the leg, although the wind pressure tore his cheek and shoulder, he managed to wield Bradamante in retaliation.
First Shadow Sword Technique: Soul Slash.
The darkened blade pierced the fake’s front leg and cut through his chest.
The fake’s mouth opened as if he was choking, and Jin quickly swung the sword again, aiming for the heart.
The blade felt as if it had hooked onto something before sliding, giving a distinct sensation of contact.
It might not have pierced through, but the Soul Slash attack clearly had a different impact on the heart.
The fake’s eyes rolled back as he convulsed, expelling his Shadow Energy, which didn’t immediately restore itself but scattered into particles and disappeared.
Then, Jin, Murakan, and the Ten Great Knights noticed the fake quickly moving backward and dropping something.
Thud…
On the ground, a piece of heart, no bigger than a walnut, lay.
When Jin stepped on it, the fragment crumbled.
The fake, in disbelief, touched his chest with his front leg as if it wasn’t true, and Jin clenched the hilt of Bradamante.
“The future you spoke of was wrong.”
In an instant, Jin once again executed the Shadow Sword, taking a stance.
The Ten Great Knights stood beside him, and Murakan took a position above them.