On Sunday, July 7th, 777, in the world of Himlear, a rural noble family welcomed their seventh child—a seemingly ordinary girl who, from birth, appeared to have an indissoluble bond with the number...
when!
After the attack, Hulim flew backwards again, but her speed was much slower than before. She turned several times in the air and then stabilized again.
"call--!"
Hulim took a deep breath, held the sword in front of him with both hands, and concentrated his mind.
"The fourth form of Haieral swordsmanship——"
With bloodshot eyes, Sirabene held the mithril sword diagonally in one hand and approached Hulim step by step. The next moment, he stepped on the ground and disappeared on the spot. The sword raised high in his hand slashed towards Hulim with the momentum to split the earth.
"——Star Flash!!!"
At the same time, Hulim used all his strength to display his strongest swordsmanship.
The mithril sword in his hand seemed to turn into shooting stars, heading towards the huge meteorite falling from the sky.
boom--!
After the violent shock wave.
Hulim was once again knocked away by the opponent's powerful force, and Sillabein also took several steps back.
Bang! Bang!
Without any signal, two sounds of the ground breaking rang out at the same time, and the two figures were ejected.
The meteor and meteorite intertwined and collided again, then bounced off again, and quickly stabilized their bodies and fought back again.
Then he was knocked away again...
Dangdangdang...
The two mithril swords clashed continuously in the air, on the ground, inside and outside the house, emitting bursts of flames in the dark night.
On one side is the powerful force of the attributeless fourth-level magic "Raging Energy", and on the other side is the combination of the ultimate flying ability and Hailar swordsmanship.
The speed was so fast that only the afterimages of the two people could be seen flying up and down the entire dock. Whether in the sky or on the ground, the entire dock became a battlefield.
The dock, which had originally seemed relatively neat, was ravaged by the aftermath of the two men's fight. The warehouse at the center of the battlefield, which served as the underground organization's base, was completely reduced to ruins...
"What's wrong? What's wrong? You don't need your magic anymore—?!!"
Sheila Bain looked more and more crazy.
At this point, the purpose of his battle seemed to have changed from killing Hulim to destroying everything.
"Use it for me!!! Use your magic!!! Wasn't it working just now?!"
boom--!!!
Hulim's figure was knocked away again.
The only intact building left on the dock had its outer wall smashed by it, and it only stopped its backward momentum when it hit the other wall.
Bang--!
A figure with red flames all over his body fell into the building. He looked at Hulim who was still clinging to the wall, twisted his neck, and said with a regretful tone:
"How boring, is this all you can do?"
"...Forget it, I'll just kill you—"
Hulim slowly raised her head. Even though her body was injured, her eyes were still as calm as at the beginning.
"You want to see my magic?"
"Then as you wish—!"