Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 971

Chapter 971 Chapter

240. Enemy Crisis (4)

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When Rakiman’s part successfully occupied Firol, Bakarun was also attacking Maysil in the same way.

Encroaching the battlefield through large-scale space jumps and subsequent red brain waves.

In particular, since Pibil was an aerial fortress operated by the strongest fighting king, it was a weapon with far superior technology than Partel.

Ayran Bement was staring at Maysil’s reddish sky.

“I didn’t expect to see a sky like this in Maysil….”

The red brain waves pouring down from Piville were already painting the ground red. Like Firol, Maysil’s communicators and portals all lost their function.

Negotiation will be impossible. There was no reason for the enemy clan, who had decided and betrayed in the first place, to offer negotiations to the imperial family.

Aaaaaa…!

The bombardment of Peville and the fleet began to rain down. The demons, who rushed into combat stance, had no choice but to oxidize without being able to swing their swords once.

The ancient Myungwang clan did not just conquer the underworld with overwhelming force unique to their race.

Truly overwhelming technology, that’s what made the Myeongwang family a symbol of fear at the time.

To those enemies, the imperial family’s bioweapon was nothing more than a crude weapon. Neither the combat ability was extremely outstanding, nor the excellent intelligence, nor was it irreplaceable or special.

“Airan Bement, the one who claims to be the emperor of the royal family empire. Even if you were lucky enough to get a chance to exploit the great enemy, all you had to do was make such a crude weapon…”

Bakarun’s voice was clearly transmitted from the Piville bridge to the inside of Fort Maysil.

Airan felt bitter water welling up inside of him at those words. Now, I thought I had completed a mine that could be compared to the forces of the giant forces on the ground, but it was just such a failure by the standards of the enemy in its heyday.

“Jim subdued them so easily that I forgot about it for a moment. What were the enemy people?”

At that time, it would not be enough to say that the status of the Red Myeongjok and the Melka tribe had a bigger gap than that between the Changsung and the Pyunggi.

Although the Enemy Clan suffered humiliation from being hit by giant powers all the time after waking up from the seal, they were, in essence, conquerors like no other in the world.

When the Jeokmyeongjok and the Cheongmyeongjok were in their heyday, even all the demons in the Jinma realm held their breath, and even the big snake Ameris tried to avoid an all-out war as much as possible.

“No, Your Majesty. It’s my fault. If me and Manoff had been more careful, they wouldn’t have dared to betray us like they do now.”

“By now, Firol, where Manov is, should be under attack. And today is the time when most of the burials of the Qingmyeong Tribe in Pirolo were transferred… We’re even out of luck.”

B-Ball had nothing to say.

It was because no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t come up with a sharp number to overcome this situation. I’ll protect you. It was ridiculous to say the impossible.

“Bibol, I think only you and I have to survive.”

“your majesty?”

The other members of the royal family who were listening raised their heads.

Ayran was thinking of abandoning them. No to survive. I had to do that to increase my odds of survival even a little.

“Our grand plan failed. After today, as before, we will have to hide for a long time and look for opportunities. Until the enemy tribes that attacked us are gone and Ziple and Runcandel are destroyed and forgotten in the world. But waiting is what we do best.”

Anything is possible as long as you have yourself, B-ball, and Temar Bement.

Throwing away the chance to reign alone in the world that finally came close to your nose would be painful to the bone, but if you didn’t die, you could dream again someday.

The servants looked bewildered for a moment, but then knelt down.

“Please preserve the prison body, Your Majesty.”

“Please preserve the jade body!”

The servants kicked their swords and moved outside the fortress. As they are all specially strengthened using the information of Temar, they will die after enduring a little longer than the demons.

“Wake up Eltiot and make him run wild. He should be able to buy enough time for us to escape. Fortunately, the air fortress that hit this place seems to be perfect for a while, but there must be a limit to the operation time because there would have been a lack of blood. I think it will be three or four hours.”

Compared to the time of commitment before the seal, Eltiot fundamentally possessed the power of creation, although his inaction was inferior. For a few hours alone, he would be able to tie up the air fortress and fleet.

“I understand, Your Majesty.”

B-Bol moved to Eltiot’s sealing room. The emperor looked at Temar Beament, the demon standing next to him.

“Temar Viment, can you protect us?”

“I will.”

“It looks like you’re not sure.”

“It depends on how long Eltiot endures. It will be dangerous if he falls before the firepower of the flying fort is weakened.”

“What if you awaken the memories left on your left arm?”

The real Temar Runkandel’s left arm. That was Ayran’s greatest hope.

“I don’t know. Because I don’t know exactly what level my original ability is. But it will definitely be better than now.”

“Right.”

Aaaah-!

Suddenly, the upper part of the fortress exploded, and a blue thunderbolt soared. The thunderbolt caused by Eltiot’s rampage instantly erased part of Bakarun’s fleet that was oppressing the sky.

“Your Majesty is done!”

“Yes, go.”

Airan and his party started running through the back gate of the fortress. The underground passage had already been engulfed by the red brain waves and was no longer usable, and even if it was intact, it was meaningless. It was impossible to avoid detection by the air fortifications.

It was decided that it would be better to leave Maysil as soon as possible through the open field while Eltiot endured.

‘If you succeed in escaping, it’s not difficult to wait another long time. But if you get caught… you have to think about what you’re going to do.’

Running away from the enemy now doesn’t mean the crisis is over.

As soon as the current situation became known to the outside world, the Bamal Alliance as well as all the great powers would pursue them. Everyone has a reason to have Temar’s left arm.

‘In that case, negotiating with the Barmal Alliance would be impossible… and it would be dangerous to make a deal with Zipple. In the end, I have no choice but to entrust it to Kingelo. It’s funny… that’s it.’

Red and blue thunderbolts were constantly mixing behind the backs of the fleeing Ayran gang.

Indeed, as soon as Eltiot came out of the sealing room, he immediately caught Bakarun’s gaze. Even Bakarun was taken aback by the Qingming Tribe’s sudden appearance.

“…Eltiot! The Melka bugs even possessed the spirit of clarity. But he’s not in good condition. If we concentrate the firepower of Peebile and the entire fleet, we can take it down.”

“Iran Bement, fellow Bakarun, is on the run. Part of the fleet is chasing them…”

“No, Iran’s escort, the living golem, cannot be dealt with with a normal fleet anyway. Don’t worry about that, just look at Eltiot! If we can subdue Eltiot’s optical heart without destroying it, his blood is incomparable to anything!”

Even that cool and composed Bakarun couldn’t hide his excitement. It was by no means impossible to recreate some of the real heyday of the Red Ming Tribe, as long as it was possible to obtain the blood of the Qing Ming Tribe’s blood.

“I see, compatriot Bakarun!”

All main guns of the air fort and fleet were directed at Eltiot.

[Enemy… Enemy… You guys…!]

Eltiott did not forget his hostility towards the enemy even while he lost his reason.

Now, in his eyes, Fort Maysil looked like an old Qingming clan castle, and the dying demons looked like Qingming brothers.

If it was Eltiot, who was in good condition, he would have been able to handle a single aerial fortress by himself.

However, it was too much for Eltiott now. The power radiated by Eltiot was enough to turn the entire red-tinged sky blue, but it was not sharp enough to drive Bakarun into a corner. The imperial family, who ran out to preserve Okche, had already been annihilated without a trace in the aftermath.

“Your Majesty is coveting Eltiot! If it stays like this, you can get away with it.”

If you cross one plain, you’ll find a dimension gate that hasn’t lost its function yet.

However, Ayran and his crew were surrounded by a sense of incongruity. It was understandable that the enemy coveted Eltiot’s blood, but he thought that there was no reason to leave them alone like this.

That sense of incongruity soon became a reality.

“ah…!”

Tsuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!

Suddenly, the ground on which Airan and his gang were running collapsed like a pile of sand. Temar Bement protected Ayran by blocking the sudden shock wave from all directions, and B-Bol glared into the air with a bewildered face.

A huge red portal was opening across the plain. The ground collapsed just now because of the impact created by the opening of the dimensional gate.

“Far part…” B

-Bol gave a hoarse voice.

From inside the dimensional gate, the aerial fortress party of the third city of the enemy tribe was escaping.

“Why did fellow Bakarun leave you alone? Iran. It was because we were already in a situation where we could finish off Pirol and come here.”

A huge window opened at the top of the part, revealing Simat’s face. Simat’s face appeared in the window and looked down at Airan’s gang.

Airan and his party had no choice but to stop in place. There was no answer even when only Piville was there, so it was the moment when even a piece of hope disappeared.

Partul was even more stable by using the blood of the Qingmyeong tribe in Pirol.

“It seems that this guy has no intention of telling us the whereabouts of our commitment until the end.”

said Simat, lifting Manoff’s head. Manof was not dead even though only his head was left using some of the Immortal Army’s techniques.

“Your Majesty.”

“Manoff…”

Within seconds, Simat threw Manoff’s head somewhere and met Ayran’s eyes.

“Iran Bement, I certainly gave Manoff a chance to become our slave. But since Manoff didn’t open his mouth, it was wrong to become a decent slave now. In any case, the whereabouts of the Toshin brothers will have to be dug out gradually after leaving only your heads…” As

Simart grinned, Temar Bement drew his sword.