Chapter 302 – Misperceptions

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A deafening sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the workshop.

Cleon fights against Amelia, who is controlled by the white dragon with blue armor made of dragon scale.

The rest were fighting to protect themselves and to keep Edin’s weapons flying around from interfering with Cleon.

Perhaps those weapons had higher durability than the Einhejars he had dealt with on the way here, withstood the attacks of his comrades who had pierced the Einhejars without any problems, and even deflected them.

“Sif, summon a flock of crows to attack a wide range of enemies at the same time. Peruluca, synchronize your magical powers with Sif to help her with her spells to her. Golem, protect Peruluca and Sif.”

[I get it.]

When Freya commanded the battlefield and instructed each role, Gray was fully demonstrating the power of the blackout suit while running across the battlefield.

[Grey, beware the acceleration limit. Blackout may come off.]

“I know!”

Grey’s gaze, which had become a flash of silver as she ran across the walls and ceiling, turned to Edin, who arrogantly sat on the throne and watched their fight.

The comrades fighting on the ground were never pushed back, but Edin’s weapons were numerous.

Just like in the underground, if they continue fighting, their physical strength will drop, and they will be at a disadvantage.

“As expected… I have to target the enemy boss.”

[I agree. However, it seems that we cannot get close to it due to the force field generated from the throne.]

As Hermes said, there was something like an invisible wall around Edin.

Due to the strong force field, not only physical attacks, but also magical attacks are impervious to the shield layered with mana.

It was questionable whether the force field could be broken even if the whole party rushed towards it at once.

[Besides, the problem is not one. Can you see the hammer hanging over the okja?]

Gray’s gaze saw a hammer with an exceptionally short handle hanging from the throne.

Its appearance was shorter than other hammers, and it did not have a very flashy impression.

The quality, quantity, and overwhelming power of the mana felt there could be seen just by looking at it.

“I see. That seems to be the Mjolnir.”

[I guess so. According to Edin’s will, it is ready to fly towards us at any time. Arranging them around the throne is probably to target the enemy who will attack you.]

“It’s more prudent than I thought…”

[This studio is like the heart of his realm to him. If this workshop is destroyed, his fortress and his own life his may be lost. The fact that they brought us to such a place means that we have perfect preparations and unmistakable confidence.]

“Even if it rots, it’s the sword of a conqueror…”

The next moment, one of the crossbows flying fast through the air aimed at Gray.

Once Gray, feeling the aiming light hovering over his body, quickly slowed down and changed his expected path.

At the same time, Giing-! Light was fired from the crossbow with a deafening sound.

The crossbow fired a laser at Gray’s expected movement location, so it was barely glowing.

But- the laser was reflected on the mirror-like floor and walls and returned to Gray’s body.

“Wow…!”

If he had n’t quickly raised his suit’s defense by crossing his arms his, he would have hit the ship directly.

Looking at the arm where the smoke was rising, he felt no pain, but Gray was taken aback by the ricocheting attack.

“Wa, isn’t it a sword that isn’t an arrow…!?”

[Plasma laser – A type of optical weapon. It was the newest weapon in the original world… But if the dwarves had enough time, they could reach that level of technology. But normally, a mirror wouldn’t be able to reflect even heat energy. It seems that the materials of the walls and floors in this workshop are special.]

After hearing Hermes’ cold-hearted analysis, Gray realized that no matter how strong the blackout suit was, it was dangerous to receive it consecutively.

“I’ll have to destroy that first…!”

[The lens will be made of glass. If you aim for that part and destroy it, it is possible to neutralize the optical weapon.]

“Okay!”

Meanwhile, Cleon was engaged in a fierce battle with Amelia.

Amelia wields a hammer that looks heavy at first glance, and Cleon seeks a gap by avoiding it or striking it with an arondite.

On the surface, it was a composition where Cleon was being pushed one-sidedly.

That would have been the case, if Cleon’s hand swung once and slammed the sword into his armor.

I could see that the scales in that part were gathering like living creatures and trying to hold on to the crystal sword.

It was because he had experienced before that if he made a mistake, he might lose his weapon and become defenseless and have to fight with his bare hands his.

In contrast, the hammer Amelia wielded, the clothes Cleon was wearing—the suit she had been wearing since arriving at the party—had better defensive power than her usual armor her.

If you get hit even once, all the bones in that part will be powdered.

Even if she tried to protect her magic her, Cleon noticed that the material of the hammer she was holding in her hand her was similar to the old magic war automata that absorbed magic like the one they had dealt with before. Was in a state of being

No, to be precise, the hammer itself is an automata.

‘Since you know that magic defense is possible, did you try to induce distraction with it…’

Occasionally, as he swung, sparks burst from within the hammer, and he could see it deflect in the direction Cleon had evaded.

I was taken back at first, but once I figured it out, I could keep the distance.

The problem is that this side’s attack doesn’t even listen to the opponent.

I confirmed that there was a small gap at the bottom of her skirt, but if I cut that part off, Amelia’s leg would be cut off.

I could never do anything like that.

Then, as before, magic attacks such as mana shock would be effective.

However, among the magic Cleon could use, most of the magic with high destructive power was borrowed from Lyla.

Across the dimensional rift, in a situation where her magic her cannot be used now, it is impossible to remove her armor her with Cleon’s mana shock.

Even as she was thinking about that, she saw Amelia’s hammer swung above her head her, aiming at the crown of her head her.

“Ediiyin!!!!”

It was the first time Amelia had ever seen her voice so loud, expressing her anger at her.

Its power her and the weight of the weapon it swung were absolutely not to be underestimated.

Cleon quickly leaped backwards to avoid the attack.

However, as if she had read his movements of her, something exploded from Amelia’s hammer that had been driven into the ground.

Pillars of steel spikes rising from the ground.

“Kuh…!”

The fact that there was such an attack method was the speed of the awl rising from under Cleon’s feet, which he had not been aware of before.

The right leg of Cleon, who had avoided a direct hit by a narrow car, rose as if to gnaw at it.

His clothes were torn and blood spurted out.

It wasn’t a fatal wound, but allowing his leg to be shot would severely limit his further actions.

After Cleon frowned and confirmed that his legs were still working properly, he cut them open to block the sight of the thorns that had attacked him with the arondite.

“…”

Seeing Cleon’s wounds, Cassius had no choice but to clenched his fist.

All that remains is for him to figure out how to end this fight.

“Is it painful… Edin…? I guess so… But this alone is not enough for you…!”

Amelia looked at Cleon with her face her behind her blindfold her, clenching her fists, unable to control her staggering body her.

“You annihilated the humans I was protecting…! You burned my nest…!! You pulled out my heart and cut off my head…!”

It was the white dragon’s cry.

The white dragon of thunderbolt before Rhethios.

“She ripped off the scales, fashioned the armor… And left a curse on my soul that remained within it…! Then I’ll do the same…! Destroy your fortress, kill all your men… Your heart I’ll pluck out the fruit’s neck and scatter it here!!”

Her mouth her roared once more, and an invisible shockwave erupted and attacked Cleon.

“Keugh…!”

A breath of powerful sound waves shook Cleon’s body as well as his internal organs.

Feeling blood pouring from her nose and mouth her, she gets down on one knee.

Haha!!! Foolish lizard…! Thinking he’s getting revenge, it’s always fun to see him run amok!”

Edin laughed loudly as if mocking Amelia—no, the white dragon Asteropetes.

Not only the party who had been listening to the white dragon’s cry, but even Cassius, who was standing quietly next to Edin, looked back at Edin.

“Ever since I hunted the dragon, this body has already been the ruler of the continent. Even the power of the dragon could not stop my army. You look like a clown.”

Edin covered her mouth as if she was amused and watched Amelia attack Cleon.

“In the end, even after death, that will will be used as my weapon.”

“Cleon!”

Cleon stopped moving, and Amelia’s hammer her swung to break his head her.

As Freyja’s voice screamed, a silver flash rushed in and struck her hammer her with a mighty kick.

“Ugh…!!!”

Gray intended to inject his own magic to create a magical explosion, just like when he defeated Einhejar.

Unlike Cleon, she did not notice that the hammer was an automata.

Gray’s mana was absorbed, and both her flying kick her and her mana blast her were blocked.

Amelia’s other hand her moved and hit Gray’s chin.

Thanks to that, Amelia’s hammer stopped, but Gray rolled and slipped on the ground several times.

Cleon looked at Gray in surprise, then raised her body and distanced herself from Amelia to get closer to her and grasp her condition.

“Gray!”

[The strong impact caused a concussion. It is judged that recovery is necessary.]

Seeing that Gray passed out due to Hermes’ self-diagnosis, Cleon met Freya’s gaze.

He ran towards her, holding Gray in his arms her.

“Where are you running away!”

The next moment, when Amelia slams the ground like before and raises an awl.

Cleon hands Gray to Freya in a close-knit position, infusing Arondite with her magical power her to slam her awl down, but she stops the sprint.

In the end, the sharp part pierced Arondite’s sword body, and the black crystal sword could not do its job and shattered into pieces.

Cleon escaped getting hurt, but his weapon was missing.

And, Amelia she still watches over herself.

With her growing madness and rage.

Cleon noticed that Amelia’s armor was slowly changing.

The bottom of the skirt, where bare skin is exposed.

At the place where Amelia’s soft skin could be seen until just now.

Small white scales were growing little by little.

‘No way, it’s eroding the body itself…!’

If the fight is delayed any longer, the white dragon Asteropetes will be resurrected using Amelia’s body as her vessel.

Asteropetes, who has a living body, is stained with madness and will destroy everything around it, and at the same time as Amelia will be lost, even the way to return to her original dimension her will be lost.

Her body her is almost impervious to physical attacks. If it’s magic, at least, if there was a Quon with the power to calm excitement…

“Cleon! Focus on the fight in front of you!”

The next moment, Freya’s mistletoe arrow flew in, blocking Amelia’s movement once.

She carried her Cleon on her back and started shooting her arrows while moving around the inside of her workshop.

“—Sorry, Freya.”

“No, I’ve seen injuries. If your legs are hard to move, this would be the most efficient.”

At Cleon’s apology, Freya does not look back at him and keeps Amelia in check while removing the attacks around her.

However, even her arrows were unable to pierce the blue scale armor of her.

“Grey casts recovery magic and left it to Peruluca and Golem. You, focus on stopping that armor.”

“I’m thinking of a way…If it had magic, it would have been easier to deal with.”

“Then, wouldn’t it be better to let Sif and Peruluca deal with it?”

Cleon shook his head at Freya’s words.

“For dragons, dark magic is like a wrath. Rather, it can excite them more. Besides, neither of them seem to use offensive magic.”

To be honest, if there was a cleric like Quon, it would have been possible not only to recover, but also to soften the opponent’s hostility.

To realize once again how helpless you are just by being separated from your friends who are connected by imprints, and by being separated from Galatea, the demonic sword.

“You are a warrior strong enough to meet your mother’s expectations. And a warrior must find a way to survive and win in battle. Until then, I can earn it.”

“…Freya.”

Cleon nods her head at her words her-and recalls Yggdrasil, the ‘mother’ she spoke of.

When she received the magical power of her to prevent the erosion of her other dimension of her from her of her, she herself apparently-

Close your eyes and follow the flow of those who are connected by imprinting.

And the end was clear, although some were blocked by invisible walls.

She knew there were at least three strings she could hold on to even under the current circumstances.

World Tree Yggdrasil.

Witch Doctor Peruluca.

And, Princess Amelia.

With the abilities of these three people, they could borrow the current Cleon.

Because there was no Galatea, there was a point of uncertainty about control.

“——Okay. I found a way.”

At Cleon’s words, Freya nodded as if she was a little relieved.

“How can I do it?”

“Let her approach her like this. So that I can touch her her body her.”

To be honest, Cleon’s request was dangerous.

It was just right that the moment she got close to her, her breath and automata hammers hit her, tying her feet and shattering her body her.

“I get it.”

However, Freya did not hesitate and answered Cleon.

It was because Freya trusted Cleon as her warrior her.

Freyja gallops, and Cleon raises her body and reaches out from behind her.

Eventually, the moment Freya and Amelia intersect.

Cleon’s hand her touched Amelia’s body her.

An intense green light burst from Cleon’s fingertips to her.

Freya could see that it was her mother’s light in her.