Chapter 439 The Last Fortress Protecting the Human Race
At the place of Taratek's castle, there was a grassy area where the sky was shining. Joan of Arc stared at Arthur in fear but did not think of giving up. Taratek stepped back to give Arthur some space. Arthur smiled with amusement, "Don't lose. It's a shame to lose to a child." Arthur did not care much. Joan used the fifth spell, "Fire of Victory." Red and gold fire burned on the flag with great intensity, it was the fire of victory. Joan ran to Arthur with great speed and slammed the flag into the building. Whoosh! Arthur was shocked because he did not think that there would be a child this age who was at level five. "A level five at this age, he has a chance to advance to level eight, huh?" Taratek looked at him in shock as well and smiled, "It seems that the human race is lucky. To have a child who has a chance to advance to level eight like this.".
Taratek looked at him with interest, "Let me see his skills. At this age, is he good enough to be Xenon Pendina, the grandson of the little boy Abel? » Arthur leaned back and dodged, punching at high speed. Joan swung the flag but missed the fire attached to the flag and it shot at Arthur at high speed. BOO ... The doll punched after him. Arthur created a light shield and hit the doll's fist that exploded his own hand. Boom!!!!! Joan ran behind and swung the burning flag at him. Boom!!!! Arthur raised his hand to block it, knowing that. Joan was stunned, his eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked. Arthur punched him. Joan ordered his own flag to block Arthur's punch. Boom!!!!! Joan flew back. Boom!!!! Clan came down with great speed and swung the balloon stick at him. Boom!!!! Arthur raised his hand to easily grab the balloon stick. Clan, who was smiling, started to have fun. Clan kicked at Arthur, leaned and jumped away to dodge. Clan landed on the ground and looked at Arthur who the doll punched at him from behind. Arthur dodged without looking back for a moment, raised his hand and knocked the doll lightly. Pop. Boom. The doll disintegrated with speed. There was no explosion. Clan was extremely shocked. "He's crazy. Is this guy too good? Doing this is like everyone else doesn't have to move." A human girl named Roren with long yellow hair. The one wearing the white shirt, number 0236, looked at him with great shock. «This battle is so amazing. The two powerful black ring children fought without leaving any gaps, but the blond-haired man was able to counterattack. But is it because the level difference is so great that number 0079 and 0080 are not like they are fighting that man? This is a top-level black ring beast!?».
Loren looked at Arthur with fear, watching the two-on-one battle, not daring to interfere because it would be a burden instead. Beetho, who was hiding behind the other children, held a black pen, smiled with amusement, pushed the other children out of the way, and ran forward at high speed, seeing Arthur who had turned his back, intentionally opening the way for others who were brave to fight. Beetho ran at high speed, whoosh whoosh. Shirt number 0085 used the fifth magic, «Wind Writing», the black pen shone with green light. Beetho poked at Arthur's back, whoosh. The green light gathered at one point and shot out a green light with great force in a straight line. BOOOOOO!!!!
Taratek was so happy that his mouth hung open. «Another level five, making it three, with Xenon making it four. This way, the future ranking of the human race won't have to be so afraid. This way, we have to take good care of these children, or else there will definitely be a disaster if these children don't care about protecting the empire.» Taratek shut his mouth, others didn't have time to see it. The green light shot towards Arthur's back. The shield behind him blocked Beetho's green beam. BOOOOOO!!! There was a small crack. Beetho was shocked. "What is this? It's too strong. How could you let me fight a monster like this?".
Arthur turned around to look at Beetho. "This kid has a chance to reach level eight, doesn't he?" Arthur spread his left hand and hit Beethoven's beam of light without much care. Beethoven smiled in annoyance. "What is this? You can easily catch my beam with your bare hands. But you're looking this way, so your back is open, right?" Joan ran over at high speed. The fire cloth attached to the spear spun around to cover the tip of the spear. A golden-red fire exploded with enormous destructive power. BOOOOOO!!!! Joan stabbed the spear behind Arthur. A golden magic circle appeared and shot the spear of light at him. BOO ... Along with extreme shock, «That spell just now was a spear of light, right? Does it have the same destructive power as my spear of fire reinforced with fire cloth? What the hell is this?» Joan looked at him with a very confused expression. Beetho jumped back and dodged Arthur's hand with lightning speed. With a flick of his hand, a huge wind was created. Clan, who was preparing to help fight, stopped in shock but smiled. «That monster.» Arthur stood still. Taratek looked at him with great interest. «What are you going to do, little one?» The three prepared to run to fight. Arthur said, «Stop here, my children. I have no intention of hurting you at all. So, stop?».
Joan, who was closest, was a little confused. «This is very strange. Are you fooling us to make us careless? Or is it because we are about to lose our fight? No matter how you look at it, it could be true. Since you have a great advantage, and you haven't used any other magic, it means you can't fight now, right?» Joan prepared to jump to fight to see if Arthur is starting to lose his fight or if he has another plan. Arthur saw that the other children still didn't give up. Arthur used the eighth magic, «Holy Sword Excalibur», a sword of light gathered in Arthur's hand with a beautiful golden light. The sword of light that protects the human race that will never be broken, the sword that can instill fear in other races by saying, Don't make me draw my sword or my light will cut it off. The protector of the human race, the last fortress that must be defeated. Arthur swung it up into the sky without haste, even John trembled with fear. «Eighth-level magician», a wave of light created destructive power into the sky with an explosive speed. The amount of magic power released would make a second-level magician faint immediately just by touching it. BOOOOOOOOOO!!!! The destructive power range only reached the castle ceiling.
Keln smiled happily, «Okay, I give up, that's why I didn't use other magic to fight, it's because it's not necessary.» Beetho was shocked and thought sadly, «The best Ae, you let me fight to defeat the eighth-level magician, huh?» The explosive force of the sword wave spread in all directions and disappeared. The three stopped fighting. Arthur canceled the spell. Taratek clapped his hands to give Pa Pa Pa Pa. "That's great. It's been a long time since the clan war. It's still the same." Taratek walked over without much urgency and stood beside Arthur. The two children jumped back to be careful.
Arthur looked at the other children. "You don't have to be afraid. What I showed just now was to show how good I am and not to be afraid of others hurting you. It was also to show that I have the power to protect you. Enjoy your life. I will build a new school with you as students. You don't have to join. If you have anything you want, just tell me. As for your parents, the others will come and check for you. Your parents are waiting to welcome you back. In this place, no one has more power than me. If you need anything, you can tell the old woman here. My name is Taratek." The other children were so confused that they didn't know what was going on. Taratek was even more tired. "You really work hard for an old woman like me. Come on, children. Welcome to the castle of the Taratek Empire." The others were silent in confusion. It seems that Arthur's magic is telling people not to be afraid of being harmed by others by showing them his power.