Survival Story of a Sword King - Chapter 72

Darkness Fallen (2)

He stood in a sparse forest to the south of Tyaron city.

Standing in a large clearing Ryu Han-bin caught his breath.

“Whoa…”

He focused intently.

While feeling the flow of Aura all over his body, he released a powerful wave through his palm.

Aura Strike.

It was a method of forming an Aura Bullet and firing it at a target.

‘Simply put, it’s like a palm blast in a fighting game.’

It was also a skill that Han-bin wanted to learn first.

As he had said before, shooting energy blasts out of his hands was a man’s eternal dream!

Zoom!

He formulated an energy sphere on his palm.

‘I’ve succeeded so far.’

Steadily, he reached forward.

The target was a beautiful giant tree in front of him.

“Taaaaat!”

It didn’t burst forward.

The sphere of light was still attached to his palm.

“This is hard.”

He managed to create Aura bullets.

It was thanks to Effir’s advice.

-I’m not an Aura user, but I understand the gist of the concept. It’s similar to Magic Swordsmanship stances.

With Ryu Han-bin’s senses, it was absurd to think he could learn high-level skills such as Aura Usage just through reading books.

He could only come so far because Effir, a natural genius, interpreted and demonstrated everything for him.

‘Being a genius is such a luxury.’

However, such Effir also had drawbacks.

-I’ve succeeded in creating an Aura Bullet, Effir.

-Great! Shoot it now, Han-bin.

-How do I shoot it? Shouldn’t you teach me the next step?

-You should be able to shoot it immediately, though? Why can’t you release it if you’ve succeeded in making the bullet? Maybe it’s because it has a different stance from Aura.

She couldn’t seem to understand what Han-bin didn’t know.

Like most geniuses, Effir couldn’t explain the part that was skipped by talent.

“I have no choice but to learn how to do the next steps on my own.”

Ryu Han-bin kept trying Aura Strike.

“Yap! Argh! Yeah! Yep!”

He tried his best to change his chanting sound, but the ball of energy didn’t move at all.

“Oh, do I have honey on my palm? Why isn’t it falling off?”

Han-bin got so enraged that he grabbed the Aura Bullet and threw it as if he was throwing a stone.

The sphere of light hit the center of the giant tree, causing it to explode and burn.

Boom!

It showcased a highly destructive force combined with his accuracy and precision.

As expected, Han-bin was good at pitching.

He heard a deep voice behind his back.

“What’s wrong with you? I think it has enough power and precision.”

The owner of the voice was a giant red Dragon.

Han-bin grumbled as he looked back at Artis.

“It’s not a big problem right now. but I have to learn how to use it properly to advance.”

“Well, then you just have to work hard.”

Artis closed his eyes again.

He calmly demonstrated his magic.

Bam!

A blazing butterfly fluttered around the giant red Dragon.

He intentionally used magic in his Draconic body, which was his true form.

It was a form of sensory adjustment.

It was necessary to supplement it to balance the strengths of their main body and their human forms.

So Effir was not in the form of silver-haired beauty but a large Wyvern with a silver mane.

“Grrrrrr!”

That was why they came to that human-deprived forest.

They could practice Aura Usage in the backyard, but if a Dragon and a Wyvern were seen in the middle of the city, it would cause quite a mess.

Looking at the two Dragon Race members, Ryu Han-bin was inwardly pleased.

‘It’s time to go to the Ice-Flame Forest.’

So far, his hard work had not been in vain, as Artis was finally a level 60 Mage.

He became even stronger in his Dragon form.

[Race: Dragon. Fire Dragon, lv. 63.]

Of course, his Dragon form’s level was not that high compared to the level of his Mage form, but he couldn’t help it.

Their body didn’t get stronger just by getting energy, unlike Mana.

Effir had even surpassed the level of Artis.

She had become a powerful Magic swordsman at level 61.

But she was weaker as a Wyvern.

[Race: Wyvern. Lv. 38.]

Effir was weaker as a member of the Dragon Race than when she was using a fragile girl’s body!

The large Wyvern grumbled at her winged front feet.

“Oh, I don’t know how to use Magic Swordsmanship in this form.”

Her Magic Swordsmanship was developed only for humans and could not be used in her main form.

Everything became useless except for the basic stance management.

Of course, her level was also low.

It was clear that she was weaker as a Wyvern than as a human.

She shook her front and back feet in the air to use a Magic Swordsmanship technique in the Wyvern state somehow.

“Hey! Hey! Ouch!”

The large Wyvern flapped her wings and did a strange martial arts posture, which was both funny and cute.

“Well done, Effir.”

Ryu Han-bin asked, clicking his tongue.

“So, do you have any idea on how to make it work?”

“Not at all.”

The Wyvern asked the Dragon, shaking her long neck from side to side.

“How do you use magic, Artis? You don’t need a magic wand like a human being, do you?”

“The wisdom of ancestors imprinted on the bloodline teaches us how to use dragon cores to replace staffs.”

A long time ago, the Dragon Race conquered Latna’s Four Great Powers.

And their wisdom had been passed on to all Dragons in the family.

On the other hand, there was no such benefit in the case of Effir.

“Because Wyverns have never existed in history. Maybe you’re the first one.”

“Then, I have no choice but to figure it out myself.”

She bowed her head in disappointment.

Artis soothed her.

“Instead, if you develop a way to use magic in your Wyvern state, your descendants will be taught wisdom through your lineage. That’s the trait of Latna’s Dragon Race.”

Of course, it was questionable whether Effir could produce a descendant as smart as her if she laid eggs.

Suddenly, she looked at Artis’ red giant body and gave off a playful look.

“If you’re my partner, would we make smart descendants? I can take the seeds of Artis and lay eggs…”

Artis immediately shook his head.

“That would be difficult.”

“Oh, of course. I’m joking…”

Effir giggled.

He continued with an extremely serious face.

“I’m still a minor.”

“…”

“…”

Ryu Han-bin and Effir were speechless.

A minor?

Come to think of it, that was true.

Since Dragons usually became adult Dragons at around 180 years old, Artis, who was still 150 years old, was still young.

“Are you too mature to be a minor…”

“No, wait. So if you become an adult Dragon, will a Wyvern be okay for you?”

Han-bin was puzzled, but Artis still answered seriously.

“There have been some cases. Their offsprings are called Dryvern when the Dragon is male and Wyragon when it’s female.”

In the case of evil Dragons, there were times when they took Wyverns to supplement their forces to protect them.

“I have no intention of doing that.”

“Good. Effir’s virginity will be safe.”

Looking at Effir’s eyes that’s been giving the red Dragon a once-over, Artis might be the one that had to worry about his innocence.

“Anyway, we’re pretty strong, and Han-bin has learned to use Aura…”

Artis changed the topic, trying to ignore Effir’s eyes.

“It’s going pretty well.”

Artis and Effir had also reached the right level to enter the Four Prohibited Areas.

After that, it would be energy-boosting to level 70.

Considering how he dealt with the likes of the Blood Circer Queen, Han-bin could afford to handle monsters above level 80.

“When we get above level 70, we’ll be even more powerful. Han-bin will also be stronger.”

Now that he had mastered Aura, he didn’t need to control his strength anymore.

Ryu Han-bin could finally exert his maximum power as a warrior.

“I don’t think it’s a problem to be chosen as the Goddess’s Blessed.”

According to Artis’s investigation, the last Goddess’s Blessed was a level 100 Spiritist belonging to the Dark Church.

“Han-bin, I don’t think you can do worse than him.”

Their contribution to the Church had also increased thanks to the help of the Atransas family.

They had a lot of money thanks to their constant visits to all kinds of dungeons.

They still had plenty of time left.

Nearly three years were left before the next Goddess’s Blessing would be given.

“Of course, Alien-hunting has the highest contribution, but I can’t do it. So we’re at a little disadvantage there…”

If he felt that he couldn’t make it, he could donate all of his wealth and make up for his poor grades.

If he were a Latnain who had to continue to live in that world, he would not be able to waste his fortune, but Ryu Han-bin’s goal was to return to Earth.

What would he do to the money he had saved up if he couldn’t even carry them anyway?

“You mean I just need to do as I have done.”

“That’s right.”

‘I will work hard to clear Dungeons and continue to improve my skill.

If I do that, I will be chosen for the blessing of the Goddesses without any difficulty…’

“and I’ll be able to meet the Goddesses!”

Ryu Han-bin clenched his fist.

Bang!

Suddenly, a thunderstorm began as dark clouds enveloped the skies.

“Oh, it looks like it’s going to rain.”

Effir looked up.

Boom!

Something appeared through the dark clouds.

It was a black, burning meteor, and it was falling at a ferocious speed.

Artis wondered.

“Why is the meteor so dark?”

Ryu Han-bin turned pale.

“Wait, I don’t think the color is the problem.”

The trajectory of the meteor was unusual.

“That’s falling towards us!”

Surprisingly, that meteor was heading exactly to the clearing where the party was staying.

“Huh!”

Frustrated, Han-bin and his party fled into the forest.

Soon a black meteor hit the ground.

Boom!

As a huge explosion ensued, storms began to cover their surrounding.

It created a huge crater in the middle of the clearing.

Peeking through the trees, the red Dragon looked ridiculous.

“Has there ever been a phenomenon like this in the world?”

It was common for a meteor to fall from the sky, but it was an astronomical coincidence that it fell towards them.

It even fell exactly where Han-bin and his party were standing.

Still feeling surprised, the group approached the crater.

Effir poked her long neck inside.

“It’s not a meteor…”

There was a beautiful woman with black hair lying in the middle of the crater.

* * *

Due to the appearance of an unidentified outsider, they could no longer stay in their main bodies.

Artis and Effir quickly changed into their human forms.

After their transformations, Han-bin and his party carefully examined the woman.

She was a tall Asian beauty with rich black hair and white skin.

She was also quite tall, at about 172 centimeters.

She was dressed in a torn black dress, and her breath was thin as if she had fainted completely.

Ryu Han-bin asked blankly.

“… Is this world supposed to have people falling from the sky?”

“It’s not impossible because of magic, but…”

Artis blurted out the end of his speech.

That was bizarre even by Latna’s standards.

They kept watching her.

Suddenly, Ryu Han-bin frowned.

“Huh? Another error in the Guideline?”

Effir became curious.

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s a strange message.”

Han-bin habitually used the Search function on the black-haired beauty through the Guideline.

But the result was extremely strange.

[Race: Goddess. Lv. Unknown.]

“… Goddess?”