The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 52
Chapter 52: Thunder Jaw Flame Beak
In Hizuchi, weapons are categorized.
Weapons that are nothing more than mass-produced items fall into the basic category. Superior ones are called famous swords, those imbued with magic are termed cursed swords, and those with such power that they are said to harbor a soul are classified as great weapons.
And great weapons refer to those with a soul so powerful that the weapon undergoes a transformation. Setsura’s Rusty Blade, for example, contains the souls of warriors who have turned into demons…
The Thunder Jaw Flame Beak harbors the souls of the thunder dragon, the fire of the heavens, and the immortal phoenix, the fire of the earth…
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When the storm subsided, Shion had transformed.
Scales were visible on various parts of his body, and where there were no scales or hair, feathers glowing orange like flames flickered. A pair of horns sprouted from his forehead, and his eyes became vertically elongated like a dragon’s.
Shion, transformed into a form resembling a fusion of dragon and phoenix, released tremendous power with the accompanying hot wind.
“Is this your transformation?”
“Yes, this form has a significant impact on the surroundings… But with you as my opponent, I can’t afford to hold back.”
Energizing the souls of the Chaos Crusader and enveloping himself in darkness, I activated “Eclipse” and gripped the wild sword.
I lunged forward and swung the wild sword from above. Shion crossed his dual swords to meet my attack, and when our blades clashed, a shockwave and heatwave spread out.
The heatwave reached both armies, causing them to retreat as if in coordination. The Ozuma army’s mages set up barriers, while Gomon’s forces, including Serena and Hinowa, also established barriers.
Without a moment to spare, I drew two small swords and engaged in combat. Darkness and thunderous flames traced multiple paths, creating heatwaves and shocks that roared through the air.
Just before receiving the dual swords, I transformed the small swords into a sword breaker to parry, then released several spears from the darkness of my chest plate.
Shion avoided the spears by emitting flames from his legs and moving back. He then flipped his cloak and shot dozens of arrows at Shion.
When Shion swung down the Flame Sword, a fire tornado erupted, drawing the arrows upwards as if they were being sucked in.
Immediately after, lightning was released in a fan shape from the Thunder Sword. I deployed the tower shield and deflected the attack while simultaneously kicking.
Shion jumped to avoid the tower shield and swung the Thunder Sword at me. I parried with my sword, but the Flame Sword immediately followed up, and the impact shattered the ground.
Flames erupted from Shion’s heels, and his legs swung like a pendulum. His sharp-clawed toes struck my torso, sending me flying.
(From that position… controlling with flames?)
I spread my wings and fired arrows. Shion, enveloped in thunder and fire, weaved through the rain of arrows.
Holding the two small swords in reverse grip, I parried the dual swords and simultaneously delivered a knee strike to Shion’s abdomen. I then drew my sword from my knee and pierced him.
“!? ”
Despite being pierced, Shion grinned and took a short breath before releasing a breath of mixed fire and lightning. The breath, released at point-blank range, hit me with a strong shock and sent me flying again.
I landed, scraping the ground, and when I looked up, the flames on Shion’s pierced abdomen were gradually closing up.
“Healing… no, more like regeneration.”
“Yes, this dual sword embodies both the destructive fire of the heavens and the nurturing fire of the earth… it contains both the positive and negative aspects of fire.”
I understood Shion’s words. He was a battle-hardened warrior, not arrogant despite his immense destructive and regenerative power.
Such a formidable opponent is rare even in Hizuchi, let alone the world. This strength alone was impressive.
“Ha ha.”
That’s why laughter welled up within me.
“You’re still here.”
The opportunity to fight such a powerful opponent had come.
“…Let’s decide.”
My thoughts sharpened, my senses became more acute, and my fighting spirit rose with each heartbeat.
“Which of us is stronger!”
Trailing a dark aura, I swung the Black Storm Sword down at Shion.
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