Chapter 854 – Battle of Vajra -10-

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Boom, boom!

Every few times there was an explosion sound so loud that it could be said to be comical, the sound of something heavy pressing down on mechanical parts erupted.

The black automata that walked out of the door blocking Cleon showed quite quick movements, perhaps because their specs were higher than those of the automata that Cleon had faced earlier.

The agile movements may have come from the lighter body, but thanks to the thinner armor and lighter weight, Cleon’s body had a body that tore like a piece of paper every time it hit the sword.

However, there were no problems on Cleon’s side either.

[I’m sick of oil and iron!!]

─, The slash no longer came out of the scabbard.

Cleon thought for a moment about whether he should say that the human hiding among the automata has blood, but he realized that if he said that, it would be like using her because he really wanted to feed Slash with blood. Cleon sighed and pulled out Caliburn instead. It was swinging.

Of course, Caliburn is as famous a sword as Slash.

As automata, they have the ability to counter magical power, so I was reluctant to use it.

For reference, the human was not seen among the advancing automata, but was openly waiting at the back of the line.

Seeing that it looked like he had come to observe rather than fight, Cleon glanced in that direction and then—

“Do it! Cleon~!”

I hear Galatea’s voice cheering me on from behind and I turn around for a moment.

Galatea was already waving her hand from afar in order to protect the head of the automata she was holding.

When Cleon was in battle, she was always with him by his hand or on his waist, but today she had a separate task to do, guarding the head of the automata, which was the key to moving around the interior of the fortress.

＂Well, just watch.＂

[Transfer to intruder. We recommend that you disarm and surrender immediately.]

At some point, she looked around at the automata that were surrounding her and narrowing her siege.

‘Did you tell me to surrender now?’

After looking at the remains of the automata scattered on the ground, Cleon sighs briefly.

They probably don’t have such low intelligence that they can’t understand the advantages and disadvantages of a war situation.

With that thought in mind, he poured magical power into the Kali Burn he was holding in his hand.

Cali Burn surrounds his magical power and gradually increases its output.

Perhaps judging that Cleon’s actions were clearly hostile, the automata began to advance towards Cleon again.

However, Cleon’s movement was far from a normal attack. Just when you thought that the brightness of Caliburn’s softly glowing surface increased at once, Cleon’s sword drove Caliburn into the ground the next moment.

Like the automata, the ground is pierced like a piece of paper and accepts Caliburn.

The platinum-colored magic that spread along the ground around the point where the sword was inserted also flowed into the feet of the surrounding automata.

[Confirming the turbulence of divine magic beneath the ground. Deploy the anti-divine magic barrier.]

When the guys said that, perhaps because they noticed Cleon’s attack method, Cleon burst out laughing and placed his remaining hand on the ground.

“Are the automata made so that they have to tell each other what to do next?”

As if he doesn’t know why he is giving information to the enemy, Cleon begins to use his magical powers.

Then, this time, the black magic that could be said to be his own essential magic that entered Cleon’s arm flows along the same line as Caliburn’s magic.

Black magic and divine magic – they are magic powers that are originally supposed to repel and cancel each other out, but the magic power of Caliburn and Cleon coexist.

Previous – Just as Cleon injected black magic into Iona, whose function as a holy sword had weakened, to activate that function, black magic stimulates holy magic, and holy magic stimulates black magic, creating an intense magic response that cannot normally be created. It was causing.

[Warning─]

“It’s already too late.”

Also, as if interrupting an automaton trying to say something, when Cleon speaks quietly-

The mutual reaction between the black magic and divine magic that permeated the ground soon reaches its peak, and black and white lightning shoot out from the ground at the same time.

Like lava boiling from a volcano and breaking through the ground—

All that’s left is to inject magical energy here once more, as if injecting the back spirit.

[＂Chaos Resonance!＂]

In order to synchronize with Caliburn, he shouted the magic name at the same time, infusing the necessary additional magic power at once.

Then, the magic power that boiled up exploded, breaking the ground and soaring the surrounding automata into the sky.

[Damage detected! Damage detected!]

It was almost at the same time that the automata’s urgent warning sound sounded and Cleon pulled out Caliburn, which had been stuck in the ground, and moved.

It happened so quickly that I couldn’t even hear the sound of footsteps.

All the automata can see is a silver-white beam of light that seems to dance and move among them.

The automata they touched were broken one after another and their bodies were torn apart.

The waist, limbs, and head were torn off in the air and turned into a lump of scrap metal.

And, the direction of the line was straight towards the person watching the situation from behind.

I don’t know what her identity was, but she was a person who felt nothing like emotions.

It looked much more mechanical than Arnia or the automata recovered earlier.

She just stood there, and she couldn’t help but feel some uneasiness about the figure quietly looking at her.

Cleon made his way through the automata and eventually reached her.

The moment she felt her own reflection reflected in the headgear she wore on her head, as she had not taken any defensive stance up to that point.

[Stop learning]

Cleon clearly saw such writing floating on top of the headgear.

At the same time, her body, which had been standing still, moved in an instant.

No, it would not be said that she moved herself, but rather that the armor she wore around her body moved on its own, allowing her to escape Cleon’s sword.

It was almost impossible for a human body to walk backwards, and in fact, something like wheels protruded from underneath her shoes, allowing her to move at high speeds in a way different from Cleon.

＂Learning…?＂

Cleon muttered as if he was bothered by her words that appeared on her headgear, but at the very next moment, she, who had dodged Cleon’s attack, rushed towards him with her sword.

The lack of movement ability seemed to have been made up for mechanically by the wheels, which we checked earlier, turning automatically, and the speed was quite fast.

Even though the design of the sword she was holding in her hand was unique, it was not engulfed in magical power like a holy sword or a demonic sword.

In the blade, physical electricity was sparking from the surface, so the moment it collided with Cleon’s sword, electricity flowed through the sword and into Cleon’s body.

＂Ugh…!＂

[Ouch…]

Both Cali and Cleon could not help but let out a voice of pain coming out of her mouth.

I don’t know how it worked, but she seemed to be safe from the electric shock, and if Cleon hadn’t controlled the electric shock to some extent, her body might have been paralyzed.

But, more important than that-

Her sword, which did not end with a single blow, continued to swing at Cleon – its movement was similar to the sword she used to defeat the automata.

Looking at her imitating her own sword, Cleon clicked his tongue as if he understood the meaning of the word ‘learning’ that she had heard just a moment ago.

＂So I was quiet… I wasn’t doing anything…!”

The reason I had only the automata fight in front of her and stayed behind was so that I could see Cleon’s sword skills from a wide perspective and learn from them.

I don’t know whether the subject of the learning was the human wearing the armor or the armor itself, but even Cleon had no choice but to admit that he had ‘replicated the movement’.

That’s because Cleon even had the same habits of swinging his sword or moving his legs that he was aware of.

Meanwhile, the two people’s swords continue to collide and fall repeatedly.

He turned his head to avoid the sword aimed at his head, then lifted his leg and kicked the opponent’s abdomen.

However, as if he was expecting it, he raised his arm to block the attack, then this time he stabbed his outstretched leg with his elbow and slowed down his movements.

After stabbing him for the head, I slashed the sword diagonally from the shoulder this time to reduce the gap in the movement.

However, the attack was blocked by the opponent swinging his sword wide and completely striking the enemy’s sword, and then stepping back to create distance.

As the battle continues, Cleon clicks his tongue.

When she hit the guy’s leg armor with her elbow, she thought she would break some of her bones, but it seemed like it was just a little too short, because she was moving just fine.

Although we did cause damage unilaterally, we could not let our guard down.

This is because every time the sword clashed with the sword, I felt that the electricity flowing towards me was getting stronger.

You can get used to pain, but it is not good for your body to become dull.

Above all, I didn’t like the situation where my movements were being read.

“Was my swordsmanship this annoying?”

[It might be annoying to suddenly kick while swinging a sword, or create an opening with a fist or a headbutt~.]

When Caliburn responds to Cleon’s muttering, she briefly replies that it is what Talchek taught her.

And then, as she seems to be quietly thinking about something, she glances back and looks at Galatea, who is watching Cleon’s fight from behind.

If the other person learned your swordsmanship by ‘seeing’ it—

＂It can’t be helped.＂

I have no choice but to deal with him with a sword that hasn’t been seen yet.

Cleon spoke like that and gathered black magic power into the one hand that was not holding the sword.

＂Mana Shock!＂

And, as always, when you fire a spell that is great for checking or suppressing at the opponent, a flash of black light jumps out and flies in a straight line, striking the target’s body.

Puzzle! The sound of lightning was heard, but the opponent blocked the attack with his armor.

However, it was also true that he had no choice but to hesitate, and in the meantime, Cleon ran between the automata in the back, as if going back to where he had come from, and got close to where Galatea was.

And the blonde female swordsman who follows Cleon.

Let’s go!

The sound of the wheels running on the cracked ground felt quite threatening.

However, it was natural that Cleon, who moved first and delayed the opponent’s movements, would approach Galatea much faster.

＂Galatea!＂

When Cleon called her name, Galatea threw the head of the automata she was holding high in the sky and ran straight to Cleon and held his hand.

Then, in an instant, Galatea changed from her human form to her original form, the form of a beautiful black shining long sword.

When Cleon rotated her body 180 degrees and swung the sword horizontally, black magic was released from the surface of Galatea’s blade.

When a wave of magic power like a black crescent moon was released in a straight line, the female swordsman who had been blindly following her was exposed to the sword strike and quickly took a defensive stance.

Bang!

As soon as the magical power landed, a loud explosion sounded.

Thanks to the magic power of the huge sword, which engulfed the remains of the automata scattered around her, fragments were scattered in all directions and smoke rose.

Meanwhile, Caliburn returned to human form and caught the head of the automata that had flown into the sky.

＂It would be nice if I fell because of this… But even if not-＂

And, as if responding to Cleon’s mutterings, a female swordsman trudges out from the smoke.

However, the armor covering her body seemed to have reached its limit and fell apart, and in particular, the headgear covering her head was broken, revealing the inner eyes.

As expected – blue eyes.

[Cleon, that…]

“Ah. I expected it, but as expected, that guy is ‘Albain’.”

Cleon muttered like that, narrowing his eyes.

Obviously, when she remembered that the Albane she had cornered in Asteris at that time was not the same person, she could not tell whether the girl in front of her was the Albane of ‘then’ or another Albane. Br〉

What’s important is that you’re standing in your way again.

And – I can’t feel my own will in those eyes.

I remember Remilia’s words, who told Albain that it was an important part for the Exiled Church.

It was a strong grip on Galatea.

[What are you going to do?]

＂Of course.＂

And then, she raises the corners of her mouth and smiles evilly.

＂Cut it!＂