How the Shadow of the Marquis Lives - How the Shadow of the Marquis Lives chapter 153

Chapter 153

The situation was unavoidable.

The demon dragon king literally devastated the area by dropping numerous meteorites, and Psyche took up a shield to protect Xian and Gwima from the meteorites.

As a result, he could no longer move.

If she continues like this, she too will die by the hand of the Demon Dragon King.

That’s why it must have been a decision.

but.

“Psyche.”

Even so, it would not have been so easy to make the decision to hand over the power accumulated over many years.

[Because this is the best way to break through this situation.]

“… … .”

[And you… … He is also Seol-ah’s friend.]

Said Psyche in a gradually diminishing voice.

Sian put his hand on the nape of her neck. Then I closed my eyes.

Suddenly, he remembered the days spent with her while traversing the hell realm.

“Shall we go on a trip again after safely returning to the present world and ending the war?”

[what? why me… … .]

“Like Yuseol.”

[…] … If Seol-ah likes it.]

Xian smiled bitterly and called out to Ravi.

Ravi sat on the hand she was holding on to Psyche.

He had already tied the shackles once. The connection is felt between the two.

Her strength began to flow.

‘Ooh, ooh!’

Ravi looked at Xian in bewilderment.

The fact that power comes in is not surprising in itself.

It was only because the power was so great that I had never seen it before.

So far, Ravi has absorbed the power of many demons, but this is the first time he has the power of the Great Demon.

No, to be precise, he had obtained at least the tip of the King Haeryung’s power.

However, it was the first time that the devil himself gave his power so earnestly and voluntarily.

‘cold.’

The cold chill seeped into Xian, resonating with the aura of the night.

Coincidence or fate, Psyche’s cold air was very compatible with Ravi’s night aura.

Moreover, instead of struggling not to be taken away like other demons, Psyche herself is giving it away.

From her to Xi’an, the power of winter flowed without any loss.

Then, the remaining problem.

Can Xian himself absorb it intact?

‘… … .’

He glanced to the side.

The Demon Dragon King is busy fighting demons.

The guy drove the ghost by freely changing the body of the old man and the body of the dragon, and the ghost steadfastly wielded the sword and carved small wounds on the guy.

After a little observation, I found out.

When the Demon Dragon King is in a human body, the power of magic rises far. Not only the sophistication of the magic formula, but also the amount of magic power itself was different.

Conversely, when in the form of a dragon, it feels a little more focused on hand-to-hand combat.

It seemed that a considerable amount of mana was consumed to maintain the appearance of a dragon.

whatever it is

It’s only now that he hasn’t noticed yet. A chance to fully digest the power.

Xian closed his eyes and calmly accepted Psyche’s power.

Perhaps because it was handed over by the owner, it did not go wild inside Xian.

Because of this, inducing the force itself was easy.

‘the problem is.’

If Xian’s own power can be blended into one.

No matter how good Psyche’s coldness and night aura are, mixing completely different powers into one is another matter.

‘Whoa.’

Xian quietly controlled his breathing and absorbed Psyche’s power.

Little by little, the cold starts to build up in his breath.

However, the power coming in was enormous, and it took a lot of time and effort to digest it all.

And no matter how much the Demon Dragon King loses one eye to the demon.

There was no way I could take my eyes off of Xian for such a long time.

[No matter what you do, it’s all nonsense!]

A high-temperature magic body shot out from the Demon Dragon King. What it aims for is the drooping Psyche.

Since I couldn’t kill Xian, I was thinking of finishing off Psyche next to me.

Kwakwagwagwang!

However, a ghost intervened between them. His sword cut through the demon dragon king’s magic.

He, too, was still bleeding from all over his body.

[It’s quite annoying!]

The Demon Dragon King rushed straight into the body of the large dragon.

The Demon tried to avoid it, but this time the Demon Dragon King was a step faster. Fain! The guy swung his hand wide and took off the demon.

Compared to the dragon’s body, the demon was as small as an ant, so it flew helplessly and landed in the ground.

The Demon Dragon King did not pursue the Demon, but rushed to finish off Psyche.

Arriving in the blink of an eye, he spun around and hit Psyche’s head with his tail.

However, the tail never touched Psyche.

[What… … !]

The tail was cut off in half.

Not only that, the severed tail froze in an instant and snapped off.

The Demon Dragon King’s tail was shattered and turned into ice powder.

In front of him, Xian stood in the air holding a blue sword.

“Psyche.”

As he speaks softly, Psyche’s huge body gradually shrinks.

She, who had become a small snake like before, was wrapped around Xian’s wrist. Then he fell asleep again.

[do not die… … .]

“Thank you for your concern.”

[Because if you die, I die too… … .]

Xian laughed at the sound of Psyche muttering softly as he fell asleep.

The aura of the night flowed from the blue sword he held, covering Xian’s body along with the sword.

At the same time, it spread out, covering the sky darkly.

The aura of the night, which used to be like the cool night air, now reminded me of a cold night.

[…] … It looks like you got a useful toy.]

Xian hardened his expression and raised his sword.

It was a dagger that could be inserted into the neck of the Demon Dragon King.

* * *

Sword Spirit, Perennial Ice Crystal.

The bluish sword had a completely different feeling from the blue sea.

Unlike Changhae, who seems rough and elegant, Bingjeong is calm and rugged.

If it weren’t for the pure white color that would take away your eyes just by looking at it, you could safely think of it as an ordinary iron sword.

But he wasn’t as docile as he looked.

Compared to Xian’s aura that covered his son-in-law, the sword’s cold air didn’t leak out at all, but the inside was swirling even more because of it.

A sword in which the ultra-cold energy body accumulated by Psyche, who reigned as the Great Demon, was extremely compressed.

‘If I relax even a little, I think my consciousness will be sucked in.’

It was so dangerous, but because of that, Xian was rather reliable.

If you can’t reach this level, it will be impossible to pierce the heart of the Demon Dragon King.

[joy.]

The Demon Dragon King changed into the body of an old man and fired blazing magic again.

Cyan stepped on the air and jumped, slicing the mana fired by him lightly with the tip of his sword.

With just that, the Demon Dragon King’s magic froze in an instant and shattered.

The Demon Dragon King fired dozens more rounds of magic, but Xian evaded them all and cut them off.

Chae Chae Chae!

The scattered pieces of ice that broke in the air scattered and glittered.

The Demon Dragon King frowned.

‘You have good dexterity.’

Winter snakes have never been able to use their strength so delicately and flexibly.

Its power was not lacking to be called the Great Devil, but there was a bit of roughness in handling it.

It has to be.

Even if you have to fight with a lot of high-level demons, you can shoot and press them all with your power, so why use your power delicately?

However, the sword in Xian’s hand was different.

It had the same strength as the winter serpent, but it was extremely compressed and spread out by Xian’s hand.

Perfect operation without any wastage of power.

The snake of winter retired and the ratio became 1:2 from 1:3, but rather, the Dragon King felt that the situation had become more difficult.

No matter what.

“This way, you lizard!”

Because the demon was still alive and well.

cooong! He jumped out of the ground and swung his sword at the neck of the Demon Dragon King, who was in the body of an old man.

The Demon Dragon King flew backwards and dodged his sword.

When the demon did not slow down and immediately pursued him, the Demon Dragon King opened a barrier to block his sword.

At the same time, he spread a barrier behind him with his other hand.

bang!

There was Xian’s sword that had approached before he knew it.

‘It’s hard to catch with my own body.’

The Demon Dragon King narrowed his eyes.

His body was so huge that it was not suitable for dealing with small humans such as ghosts and cyan.

Taking the form of an old man, turning the mana that sustains one’s body towards magic.

Although that was the most suitable method of reciprocity.

‘It’s not easy to deal with magic alone.’

Even that wasn’t easy.

Quaang!

The Demon Dragon King exploded once and flew straight up.

At the same time, when he snapped his fingers, a magic circle was drawn in the air and small dragons poured down.

“That’s it again!”

The ghost shouted loudly and drew his sword. Even though it only looked like a quick stroke, dozens of dragons fell off with each stroke he drew.

The situation in Xian was not much different.

There is no need to draw a sword. The little dragons couldn’t even get close to him properly.

As soon as he got near it, his body froze and he stopped his wings and fell to the ground.

It was only done with the aura of night that Xian possessed, not with the coldness of the ice crystal.

When Xi’an was dealing with such annoying trifles.

“… … !”

An arm burst through the chest of a small frozen dragon.

The Demon Dragon King, who had approached before he knew it, pierced the dragon’s chest and at the same time pierced Xian’s belly.

Sian’s face contorted at the fiery pain rising from the ship.

However, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the Demon Dragon King’s arm.

The Demon Dragon King was startled as if he hadn’t expected to catch him in this state.

“Good work, kid!”

A ghost fell from the air and drew a sword.

[Cheuk!]

A long cut was formed on the demon dragon king’s back, and blood spurted out.

Xian also tried to stab him with an ice crystal with the other hand.

[These miscellaneous things!]

The Demon Dragon King twisted his arm roughly and flew backwards to avoid it.

Because the sharp pain was getting worse and the tip of the sword was shaking, the ice crystal couldn’t reach the fleeing guy.

Still, there was a harvest. Because it left a deep scar on the demon dragon king’s back.

“Are you okay?”

the ghost asked.

“It’s not that good.”

Xian gave an appropriate answer and put his hand on his body. The aura of the cold night gathered around his pierced belly, froze it and forcibly stopped the bleeding.

It was never a good way, but there was no way to stop the bleeding right away.

The demon’s eyes sank.

‘I don’t want the battle to be prolonged.’

In the past, he had fought the Demon Dragon King for 7 days and nights.

I was prepared for that as well this time, but it seemed like it wouldn’t work.

If it goes on that long, Xian will surely die.

“When I signal, I will deliver the final blow.”

“yes?”

Xian made a puzzled expression at the ghost’s words.

What is a signal and how to deliver a final blow? If it was easy to do, I wouldn’t be doing this.

“Anyway, do it. You will immediately know what the signal is.”

Leaving an incomprehensible word, the demon ran toward the Demon Dragon King.

At the same time, his aura began to boil and his skin began to turn red. Strangely shining eyes and a distorted face.

As the name suggests, he slashed with the appearance of a demon.