Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation - Chapter 287 : Chapter 287
Chapter 287. The Soup is Salty (2)
“Are you out of your mind?”
Politeness and respect disappeared from the words of the vampire man who had identified himself as Edward.
And the expressions of the other three as they looked at Patrick also turned icy cold.
Regardless, Patrick still held his stance, and to them, this sight was….
‘Hah, this is so absurd…’
‘So trivial it’s absurd.’
‘…….’
It was beyond displeasure, to the point of being dumbfounded and absurd.
They were the retainers of the Four Calamities, the servants of Kalaron.
Each one of them possessed a power that far surpassed what humans called a 7-star swordsman.
So much so that even within the harsh Great Forest, they could create and rule their own territories.
And this human was provoking them?
“Human. If you apologize even now, we might let it slide…. Keok!”
Peeeeok!
The head of Edward, who was speaking, snapped back as he fell over.
Patrick, who had closed the distance in an instant, had slammed his knee right into his face.
And then….
Shhhk!
A cross-shaped slash that cut through the wind.
In his current disheveled state, it was impossible to dodge.
If he were an ordinary human, that is.
Peoong!
Edward used a vampire’s authority to turn his body into mist.
Then, after creating distance and returning to his original form, he said with blood-red light flashing in his eyes.
“Patrick Schneideeeeer!”
“Hey.”
“……!”
Edward’s anger cooled instantly because of Patrick’s voice, which he heard right next to him.
He felt as if his cold vampire blood was freezing even further.
‘When…’
Patrick, who had closed the distance again in an instant, was pointing his sword at Edward’s throat.
The clear Aura Blade on the sword emanated a sharpness that even Edward could not ignore.
In that state, Patrick said in a cold voice.
“You don’t talk much when you fight.”
“Keuk…”
In shame and anger, Edward hurriedly swung his hand to swat away Patrick’s sword in front of his neck.
Kwaaang!
A roar that was hard to believe came from the clash of a sword and a bare hand.
Especially since Patrick’s sword even had an Aura Blade formed on it.
Looking again, a red energy was gathered in Edward’s hand as well.
It wasn’t mana, nor was it aura.
That was….
‘What is it? It feels similar to the fighting spirit that Tutan naturally emits.’
However, if the fighting spirit Tutan emitted was an instinctive outburst, that one felt like it was perfectly technologized.
“I’ll kill you!”
“Try it if you can.”
Edward’s enraged hands and Patrick’s twin swords clashed head-on.
Kwaaaang!
The result?
“Keuk…”
“……”
They were evenly matched.
Their strength was almost the same, and both took a large step back, unable to handle the aftershock.
But the difference was revealed right after.
The moment his retreating foot touched the ground, Patrick’s body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was right in front of Edward.
‘Fast.’
Edward was surprised by Patrick’s speed, but he too was a warrior who had accumulated hundreds of years of combat experience.
He swung his right hand, filled with red energy, to tear Patrick to shreds.
The five long, red-energy-infused claws actually passed right through Patrick’s body and sliced it.
However….
“Hmm.”
Even though his body was cut in two, not a single drop of blood flowed from Patrick’s body.
At that moment, he realized.
This was….
‘A fa…’
Peoook!
“Keoheok.”
It was at that moment.
Patrick, who had deceived the enemy with Form-Shifting Position Change, had already dug in from the lower right and kicked upwards diagonally, striking Edward’s chin.
Edward, who was launched into the air by that attack, in the next moment….
‘No.’
He felt a chilling fear.
[ Twin Dragons Eight Sword Forms: Third Form: Ultimate Star Flashing Dragon Strike ]
An ultra-high-speed attack that was impossible to dodge with his feet in the air.
Edward immediately turned his body into mist.
No matter how powerful the attack, if he turned his body into mist, he could avoid….
“I knew you’d do that.”
A chilling voice.
Patrick, in the middle of deploying the Ultimate Star Flashing Dragon Strike, stopped the technique midway and retracted it.
He was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, perhaps from the slight internal injury caused by the aftershock, but his chilling smile sent a shiver down Edward’s spine.
“Are you going to use the same trick over and over again?”
No.
He wanted to scream, but he didn’t even have a mouth to scream with right now.
And Patrick’s following attack was a fatal blow to the mist-formed Edward.
[ Twin Dragons Eight Sword Forms: Fifth Form: Dragon Scale Whirlwind: Modified Form: Twin Dragons Ascension ]
The original Dragon Scale Whirlwind was a defensive technique that wrapped a whirlwind of sword qi around oneself for protection.
But this was….
Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!
A vortex like two roaring dragons soaring into the sky.
They were counter-rotating, fiercely fighting for dominance.
At the sight of the two dragons seemingly wrestling as they ascended, the others’ mouths fell open and couldn’t close.
‘That… that’s?’
‘How can a human do that?’
‘…Is it true? Is that human truly the great prophesied one?’
They knew he was strong.
But they never imagined he would be this strong.
To the point of overwhelming Edward, the lord of the vampire clan?
“Keo… keoheok…. Cough…”
Finally, when the two vortexes disappeared, what was revealed was Edward Pillion, a complete mess, coughing up blood.
And Patrick, looking down on him arrogantly.
“Want more?”
At Patrick’s words, Edward weakly shook his head.
“N…o.”
He knew.
He had survived not because he had withstood Patrick’s technique.
‘That monster held back.’
The technique stopped when he, who was caught between the two counter-rotating vortexes and was barely preventing himself from scattering, reached his limit.
If the technique had been deployed for just a little longer, Edward would not be alive right now.
And Patrick looked at the other three and said.
“Who’s next?”
At that, one person popped out as if she had been waiting….
Kaaang!
It was the Dark Elf woman, holding short curved swords in both hands.
“Let me introduce myself again.”
Patrick’s twin swords and her twin sabers met and entered a power struggle.
In that state, she pushed her face in as if to touch him and said.
“I am Luna, a warrior of the Dark Elf tribe.”
“I am Patrick Schneider of the Schneider Duchy. A pleasure to meet… you!”
Kuung!
At the same time as he finished speaking, Patrick pushed his opponent forward, and she did not resist, but rather retreated as if yielding.
Watching her graceful movement as she did a large backflip, Patrick nodded.
‘Hoo… her body, no, her movements are good.’
Well, just by looking, she didn’t seem like a power-type fighter.
Patrick’s fierce blow.
The Dark Elf blocked that attack with the small sabers in both her hands.
Although she was pushed back a good distance, a distinct purple energy was gathered on the small sabers that had blocked Patrick’s attack.
She, who had been pushed back, twisted her lips and said.
“You’re strong. And fast too…”
“Ahem!”
“……”
She made a face as if she had chewed on something for a moment, but soon said calmly.
“But that doesn’t lead to victory.”
“What nonse… huh?”
It was at that moment.
Luna’s figure vanished with a sizzle, as if melting into the darkness.
And right after that, a sharp premonition of something flew towards Patrick’s chest.
Pakaang!
Patrick quickly swung his sword and struck it.
At that, only Luna’s voice was heard from the empty air.
“Your senses are good.”
“Hmm…. So you can pull off tricks like this?”
He could hear her voice, but he couldn’t see her at all.
As if she had completely melted into the darkness.
‘This is interesting.’
It didn’t look like a martial art.
It felt a bit different from magic too.
It felt like she was just naturally exerting her own ability.
What was most surprising was….
‘She knows how to pack a punch, doesn’t she?’
The power.
It wasn’t his full power, but the Aura Blade imbued with the energy of a 5-star was broken.
His wrist on the side he had struck with tingled.
She looked like a delicate dancer, but it seemed she could actually deliver a pretty heavy slash.
‘A stealth technique that hides her form and an attack power much greater than expected. Plus a killer body…’
“A good combination. Her completeness as a warrior is high.”
Isn’t the last one irrelevant?
“But it’s a pity. You and I are not a good match.”
“…A man who bluffs is not attractive, you know?”
“Then why don’t you test it?”
As soon as Patrick finished speaking, a sharp attack flew towards him.
Feeling something chilling flying towards him, even though he couldn’t see it, Patrick’s sword moved.
And then….
Kwaang! Kwang! Kwaaang!
Intense shockwaves and roars echoed in the empty air as Patrick’s sword began to continuously strike something.
At the sight of Patrick perfectly blocking the enemy’s attacks without any faltering, the opponent was rather flustered.
‘How… how?’
She thought he might be able to block and dodge once or twice vaguely with his senses and hearing.
But she never thought he would be able to block consecutive attacks so accurately.
Wasn’t he blocking as accurately as if he could see her?
At that moment….
“……!”
Luna, who confirmed Patrick’s face, was startled.
The Patrick she was looking at was swinging his sword with both eyes closed.
Luna was flustered by the unexpected sight.
And Patrick, as if sensing her bewilderment, began to charge forward.
Kakakakakak!
“You’ve lost your composure.”
“Keuk…”
At Patrick’s attack, which dug in fatally and persistently like a fierce snake, Luna was forced into a defensive position.
The opponent’s sword was accurately grasping her posture and flying towards her vital points.
“How… how can you see?”
“Tsk tsk, at my level, the Mind’s Eye is a standard option.”
Although Mind’s Eye sounds grand, it’s ultimately closer to an observational skill created by adding experience and intuition.
But for a master of Patrick’s level, it becomes so accurate that it could be called a sixth sense, beyond the five senses.
The disturbance in the air.
The movement of qi.
The direction of the battle.
Even with his eyes closed, Patrick could grasp and observe everything about Luna.
‘Oof, that body is really…’
Truly, everything….
“Keuuuk…”
Luna swung the small sabers in both her hands wildly, but she couldn’t even graze a single hair on Patrick’s head.
And there was no way Patrick would miss the discipline that had crumbled due to impatience and haste.
Kakakak!
The sword in Patrick’s left hand entangled Luna’s weapon in mid-air and then pressed down.
And then….
Kuuuung!
“Ugh…”
For a moment, Luna felt as if a large rock had been placed on her weapon.
It seemed it would be difficult to even hold onto her sword if she didn’t draw out the force in her body to its maximum to endure.
“If you force it, you’ll break your wrist.”
Patrick said, leisurely pressing down on Luna’s weapon with one hand.
That sight rather provoked Luna’s pride.
Kadeuk.
“Haaap!”
She raised her power to the maximum and swung both her swords upwards.
At that moment….
Piiing!
With a shallow, sharp sound that cut through the wind, her twin sabers flew upwards.
The moment she lifted her weapons upwards with all her strength, Patrick had reversed the direction of his force, using his opponent’s own strength against her.
Truly, the pinnacle of Grafting Flowers onto a Tree.
“Uh uh…? Uh…?”
Struck by a technique she had never seen before in her life, she was flustered and didn’t know what to do.
To her, Patrick pointed his sword and said.
“You’re bare-handed. Want to continue?”
“…I’ve lost.”
A difference in skill that she had no choice but to admit.
She smiled a carefree smile, rather than feeling resentful.
And on the other hand, she thought this.
‘Losing to such a strong person is not shameful for a warrior.’
she thought.
But this thought of hers….
Tzaaaak!
“Kyaaak!”
Was immediately changed.
As soon as he heard her say she lost, Patrick immediately grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up, and spanked her butt with his scabbard.
“What… what are you… kyaaak!”
Tzaaak!
Patrick hit her butt with the scabbard again and said in a solemn voice.
“I am exercising the victor’s rights.”
“How is this the victor’s… kyaak!”
“Didn’t I win?”
“What does that… kyak! Stop hitting me. Let go!”
“For a warrior, the word of the strong is right. Therefore, since I won, I am right. Am I not?”
“……”
“Therefore, I am scolding you for your wrongdoings.”
For a moment, the thought ‘Is that so?’ flashed through her mind, but….
“What did I do wrong…. kyaaak!”
It seems she didn’t understand what she did wrong….
There was one thing she didn’t know.
“How dare a young maiden like you. Showing your navel, showing your thighs. Showing your cleavageeeeee!”
Tzak! Tzak! Tzaaak!
“Kyaaak. It hurts. I said it huuurts…. Aak!”
“I should cut your legs into 36 pieces. You brat!”
“Aaaak!”
Her opponent was a Murim Fuddy-Duddy, Made in the Central Plains.
