The Golden Sun of the Academy - Chapter 199

Chapter 199

Gaecheon (6)

At first, Desiree couldn’t understand Taeyang’s words.

But it didn’t take long before I realized what he meant.

A desert with rolling red sand.

Desiree looked around with a bewildered expression. Look this way, look the other way.

Everywhere you look, there are only sand dunes. She wasn’t the only one baffled by the sudden change of background.

“Oh, hot! it’s real sand how the hell… … ?”

Elizabeth inadvertently bowed her head and grabbed a handful of sand, admiring it.

The heat she felt in her hands and the soft touch of the sand flowing between her fingers—

It was because everything I saw right now was telling me that it was real.

At the same time as Elizabeth’s words, Desiree felt a fullness envelop her whole body. It’s something I’ve felt before.

‘I’m sure I remember… … . When was it?’

The moment when they are immersed in appreciation and admiration.

“this?! does not make sense… … ?!”

The rider on the white horse felt something was wrong and looked around with a bewildered expression.

It was because the mana of his whole body had become limp like wet cotton and did not move as he wished.

It was like swimming through a swamp.

“No, it can’t be. This place… … It’s nothing more than a frozen ground, let alone a holy land… … .”

However, the heat that penetrates the soles of the shoes and rides on the soles is ‘real’.

His face was wrinkled in a way he had never seen before.

His power is weakened in what might be called the holy ground of mankind.

It was natural. His power is to deal with the disease spirit that threatened mankind in the ‘past’.

The earlier the medical system developed, the stronger it was, and people in the past recognized disease as a kind of demon.

And humans borrowed divinity to deal with the devil.

It is only natural that the stronger the divinity, the stronger the demon.

It is an eternal law.

The reason why the Rider of the White Horse was coiled here, in the frozen ground, was that there was no kind of [restriction] that could weaken his power.

Because there was no divinity in this empty field, frozen land where it is difficult to find human traces.

But now it’s different.

Feet dig into the hot sand. The sweltering heat made his eyebrows furrow.

Just then, something caught his eye.

A huge stone wall could be seen vaguely beyond the red sand that created a haze.

With that, Golden Sun was gazing at the rider of the white horse with high, soaring eyes with a twisted smile.

‘Seeing through everything… … ?!’

He muttered to himself and gritted his teeth. My molars were grinding and ‘crackling’.

You just have to calm down. otherwise you get hit Thoughts of this kind dominated his mind.

However, despite such efforts, he felt his whole body disintegrate in front of the golden sun shining blue due to magic power.

It seemed that he would not be able to escape from the eyes of the golden sun who saw through his strengths and weaknesses, thoughts and emotions.

His pupils are arrogant.

Compared to the [Rider of the White Horse], his reputation is far behind, his youthful appearance seems insufficient, and his apparent magical capacity is at best A rank.

All elements were weaker than that, but I dared to stand on top and look down on myself. There are no words to express it other than arrogance.

But he was as lofty as he was arrogant.

It has eyes that only those who stand on high places can have. The rider of the white horse felt that way.

In an instant, a flash of light flashed in [The Rider of the White Horse]’s head, and he turned his head hurriedly in the direction he had seen the stone wall.

A huge cross is visible over the stone wall.

As soon as he saw the crucifix, he was struck with the impact of being hit hard in the back of the head with a hammer.

“The Desert of Jerusalem… … this… … rani?!”

Contrary to [The Rider of the White Horse] muttering like that.

“Geumtaeyang, you really are out of your mind. I expected it, but this level of reproduction. Is this already one world… … .”

Jack Daniel quietly admired.

In Avignon, he had seen the barrier of the golden sun. However, at that time, they met as enemies, and since it was only the enemy’s technique to be destroyed, there was no time to appreciate it properly.

But not now. I had enough time to open my eyes and appreciate Taeyang’s ‘work’.

“The rider on the white horse.”

Golden Sun quietly opened his mouth in front of Jack.

With a twisted smile, Golden Sun pointed at the rider of the white horse with the tip of his chin and laughed at his embarrassment.

“You made a grave mistake prior to the battle.”

“what… … go?”

Raising the pure white sword up to his face, he put his hand on the handle and stared at the rider of the white horse with a vision split by the sword’s restraints.

There was the sound of metal engaging.

To Elizabeth, it sounded like the ticking of a clock.

A stopwatch that counts the enemy’s remaining breaths.

“One, revealing one’s own abilities. You might have tried to increase your magical abilities and heighten our tension through that act, but it rather helped me find the best battlefield.”

“… … As expected, this Jerusalem desert was what you intended. I don’t know how it was made, but was it to suppress my power by turning the surroundings itself into a holy land?!”

At Golden Sun’s words, Elizabeth admired inwardly.

The analysis of the golden sun in that short period of time gave me a feeling of admiration.

Desiree and Anya’s gaping mouths didn’t even think to close.

charreuk-. The whitish-white mana of the golden sun was transmitted to the restraints, and the thin chains that held the sword began to unravel.

“Yes— Was the black game fun? You are too obsessed with yourself To the point where I can’t even consider what kind of power the enemy in front of me has or what level it is.”

The Wind Blows.

The color of the wind was red because it carried red sand.

dry and cracked.

Just inhaling one sip is enough to make you choke on your breath.

Golden Taeyang took a deep breath and continued.

In her hand, all the chains that restrained Yeriel came off, and the brilliant whitish light it contained inside was vomited out.

“If a swordsman like Jack and I put a little ‘effort’, it’s possible with the trap prepared by you [Rider of the White Horse].”

He flinched at the words of Taeyang Geum.

“Your power needs a lot of constraints to get the maximum efficiency. You came out on your own because you were obsessed with your own power, but you yourself know the limitations too well.”

“… … You are much smarter than you think.”

Unable to admit that he was losing his momentum, the rider of the white horse began to increase the mana of his whole body.

After circulating the mana, his expression becomes more comfortable. equilibrium was restored.

In an instant, the rider of the white horse, holding a huge mass of magical power in his hand, swung it once into the air, and in his hand he heard a huge scythe.

The ‘pure white scythe’ symbolizes the white bones of countless people who have died from diseases.

The golden sun and the rider on the white horse stared at each other.

eyes cross If a person could be killed with just a glance, he would have torn to pieces dozens of times.

“The battlefield we were in – Khabarovsk Station – was a very advantageous battlefield for you. You, who controls the flow of the atmosphere, can infect us anytime, anywhere, just by shedding plague factors without even preparing. So I needed to change the background. I changed it as needed.”

“He is competent enough to coordinate the battlefield himself.”

“First of all, it was necessary to escape the limited space. Because confined air is bound to be polluted. open land. There is no better place to deal with you than there. If it is a sacred ground that weakens the ‘plague factor’ itself, it kills two birds with one stone. Because the weakened ‘plague factor’ can be purified just by circulating magic power.”

“… … To the point where I can do two things at the same time, crushing and weakening my battle logic at once.”

There was a sound of metal grinding together, and Yeriel’s sword body was revealed to the world. After breaking the seal of Yeriel, the golden sun dropped the restraint tool to the ground.

The white horse’s rider waved his hand in the air, and white bones began to sprout from under his feet.

The human hand bones that sprouted through the sand dune soon became intertwined and took the shape of a horse.

The horse, who had been touring next to the jockey, soon stamped his feet in place.

The rider on the white horse on top of it narrowed his eyes toward the golden sun and opened his mouth.

“excellent. golden sun. Even though it’s an enemy, admiration comes out naturally. But even so—”

The blade of the scythe held high reflected the light of the red desert and flashed red.

“—Isn’t the difference between you and me narrowing?”

“No, there is no need to narrow it down.”

Geumtaeyang twisted the corner of his mouth and raised Yeriel upright in front of his chest.

“Because I was ahead of you in the first place.”

With that word at the end, the Golden Sun flew towards the [Rider of the White Horse], scattering bright white colors.

* * *

Elizabeth stared blankly at the workshop unfolding before her eyes.

“What… … ?”

Exclamations of bewilderment erupted periodically from her small, muffled lips.

Because this battle was full of things she couldn’t understand with her head.

First of all, it was not understood that the ‘wizard’, who is called ‘the rider of the white horse’, could engage in hand-to-hand combat with the golden sun, who had reached the ‘level of success’.

Taeyang Geum is a prosecutor.

That is not an ordinary swordsman, but a swordsman who has risen to the heights of fame, which is rare even in Korea, which is called a powerhouse of awakened people.

It didn’t make sense for an ordinary wizard to be able to engage in hand-to-hand combat with him.

“however… … what the hell is this… … ?”

Sand is scattered in all directions every time the puncture bell rings. A fierce battle that is hard to follow with the naked eye unfolds right in front of you.

The situation was completely reversed.

Just a little while ago, ‘The Rider of the White Horse’ wanted to limit the space as much as possible, and Taeyang Geum expanded this ‘space’ to expand the space.

The advantage of a rider comes from its mobility. That’s why the ‘rider’ tried to widen the radius of action as much as possible by swinging a scythe on top of a horse.

Every time the horse’s hooves pounded the desert sand, fine grains flew in all directions.

On the other hand, Taeyang Geum tried to limit the movement of the rider as much as possible.

It seems to be moving with the determination not to allow charging.

To increase the distance, he clung to the side of the galloping horse and constantly cut the bones of the human hand that formed the horse’s legs with his yeriel.

If you cut it, it grows, and if it grows, you cut it.

In the bondage of endless workshops, ‘Is Golden Sun a human like me?’ I was about to question it.

Occasionally, whenever the rider on the white horse snapped his fingers, a green explosion erupted at the feet of the golden sun.

As time passed, the golden sun persistently followed even the explosions that occurred in all directions, including the air as well as underfoot.

[It’s literally a war of attrition… … .]

As Elizabeth blankly watched the fierce battle with her mouth open, she heard someone’s voice in her head.

In a flash of consciousness, she looked left and right.

“Who, who… … !?”

[Be still, only you can hear my voice anyway, so if I make a fuss, I’ll only be treated like crazy.]