Ending Maker

Sicilia knew about the five heroes of Paragon.

Hero.

It referred to those who had gone beyond the limits of their race and performed miracles that couldn’t be called a coincidence by anyone.

The five heroes of Paragon were true heroes.

It was no exaggeration to say that they were the legends of this era, as they had defeated a Demon Prince, as well as his army, with just their human bodies.

“They’re the same.”

Those that Sicilia didn’t know, and those that she had experienced firsthand.

Just like the five heroes of Paragon, there were also people she knew who caused miracles.

“Carlos.”

The great hero of the southern region.

Dragon Slayer.

“Lion D. Sälen.”

The founder of the Sälen Kingdom.

A person born with the power of gods through atavism. A demigod whose existence was already a miracle in itself.

Carlos and Lion were heroes.

They went beyond the limits of their race, and created miracles that anyone couldn’t call as coincidental.

And they actually performed miracles.

With their human bodies, they defeated Ancient Black Dragon Malekith, Sicilia’s master and lover.

“They’re the only threat.”

Carlos and Lion were no longer here.

There were people who were called the Ten Great Swordmasters, but their power couldn’t reach that of Carlos and Lion.

So Sicilia kept a close eye on the five heroes of Paragon.

Because she judged that there was no one else but them who could perform another miracle.

The five heroes were scattered here and there and were not gathered in one place.

Both Kamael and Landius traveled across the continent, and Holy Angel Lena disappeared one day and went missing.

Velkian went into seclusion and his whereabouts were unknown, while it had almost been 10 years since everyone had contact with Archdruid Fran ever since he disappeared into nature.

“So it’s fine.”

Because the five would never gather as one again.

Because the five traversed the continent, but did not gather in the southern region.

And even if all five of them were united again, it would be fine if Malekith was fully resurrected by then.

Malekith would not allow the five heroes of Paragon to create a miracle again.

Sicilia heavily breathed.

She saw Argon Port through the eyes of her subordinate wyverns, so her hands trembled without her realizing it.

“There you are. Watch clearly then.”

Landius said.

He gazed straight at the wyvern, as if he could see Sicilia standing beyond them.

That was impossible.

But it was already happening before her eyes.

“The first door.”

Landius regulated his breathing.

He opened the doors of Ninth Heaven’s Nine Doors one by one in turn.

The entire port shook every time a door was opened.

First door.

Second door.

Third door.

“Kiaaaa!”

The wyverns lost their minds at the huge force that shook the port.

The Vorgs were sweating profusely and took a step backwards, and the adult Black Dragons did not even dare to use the magic spell they had completed.

Fourth door.

Fifth door.

Sicilia wanted to look away.

But she couldn’t.

The ability Landius learned by opening the sixth door of Ninth Heaven’s Nine Doors did not allow her to look away.

And the sixth door.

When the sixth door of the Ninth Heaven’s Nine Doors opened.

Baaaang!

A roar shook the atmosphere.

A golden aura arose over Landius’ entire body, and a power that could only be described as outrageous rose from him, overwhelming everyone around him.

Indeed, it was like the sun itself had descended on earth.

“How…”

Matteo couldn’t speak properly. Because he was one of the Ten Great Swordmasters.

‘How is it possible?’

Matteo was one of the Ten Great Swordmasters.

Therefore, unlike the others, it was possible for him to roughly estimate how great the power Landius was giving off now. And he could sense it at the same time.

‘That’s not all.’

It was not the end.

Landius was hiding a greater power.

That monstrous person could even get stronger.

“Rooooooar!”

A Black Dragon roared.

It was unknown if it went crazy because of fear or if it was trying to overcome its fear, but it rushed towards Landius. It opened its mouth wide and fired its breath as it shot the magic it had prepared at the same time.

Fuaaaaaa-!

The dark blue Dragon Breath shot forward like a ray of light.

The power of the curse magic spell as it narrowed the distance let out a strange ghostly wail.

Landius saw it. But instead of dodging or blocking, he clenched his fist and yelled.

His fist covered by a golden aura then collided with the Dragon Breath.

Baaang!

His fist crushed the Dragon Breath.

The ray of light was destroyed. No, it didn’t stop there as the direction was reversed.

Kaboooom-!

The dark blue Dragon Breath was pushed back by the golden fist and headed towards the Black Dragons.

The curse magic struck Landius, but a mere curse was no problem for Landius who had a mind of steel and an invincible body.

“Keuaaa!”

The Black Dragon shrieked when it got hit by the fragments of the Dragon Breath that flowed back.

But not yet.

This was only the beginning.

Boom!

Landius kicked the ground.

Thirty-Six World Steps.

No, it looked like Twenty-Four Gale Steps.

Landius was surrounded by a golden whirlwind as he narrowed the distance between the Black Dragon and himself with just one leap.

“Blink spell?!”

A short-distance space leap magic spell.

Scarlet unconsciously cried, but she was wrong.

He had just moved so quickly after he kicked the ground.

But the effect was like the Blink spell.

Landius appeared above the Black Dragon’s head and struck his fist.

Booooom!

The dragon’s massive body that reached 30 meters in length plummeted down headfirst. It struck the ground so fast that one couldn’t even call it a fall, but Landius narrowed the gap between him and the Black Dragon once more by kicking the air. He grabbed the tail of the dragon who was trying to escape reflexively, and very naturally rotated the dragon’s body around him.

“Ooooo!”

The dragon’s giant body rose upwards as if it wasn’t heavy, and began to be spun around wildly by Landius.

It was an unrealistic scene, but it was definitely reality.

“Haa!”

Boooooom!

The Black Dragon was thrown by Landius and smashed the ground as it rolled over. The dragon had already been silent since it was hit in the head, but seemed like it had lost its consciousness when it rolled over the floor before its body slumped and stopped moving.

Three moves only.

The number of attacks that he needed to bring down an adult Black Dragon.

No, it wasn’t the number of attacks that mattered.

Each part of the process mattered.

“I-Is this for real?”

Kajsa asked, and Scarlet forced herself to breathe. Because she had lost her senses in the midst of her common sense being destroyed in real time.

And Cordelia had a bit of a silly smile. She pulled Jude’s sleeve and made him look at her before she put her hand on her chest and spoke.

“It really makes my heart flutter.”

“Yeah.”

Jude had a silly smile too.

And at that moment, Landius kicked the ground again.

The time at the port, which had stopped due to everyone’s shock and horror, began to flow again.

“Kaaak! Kaaaaaak!”

The other Black Dragon that was in the sky flapped its wings in fright. It hurriedly flew up to somehow escape, but it was too late.

“Uoooooo!”

Landius’ fist struck it in the chest. The sight of a huge Black Dragon coughing blood in the air as it suffered was truly bizarre and unnatural.

“Kaaaak! Kaak!”

When Landius began to beat the Black Dragon, Jude and Cordelia looked at each other again. After exchanging glances once, the two of them began to move.

Bang!

Jude used his Hyper-Fast Thunderbolt. He approached the Black Dragon that had been felled by Landius, and activated Ultimate Three – Ascalon.

Aaaaaaaaa-!

Ascalon roared.

Its hatred for dragons covered the white sword with coldness.

‘Thank you for the food!’

The dragon was already on the verge of death, so he just needed to deal the last hit.

Jude looked at the Black Dragon’s chest with his ability to see through things, and captured exactly where the dragon’s heart was. After climbing on the upper body of the dragon who was lying down on its back, he stabbed Ascalon onto the heart’s location.

Aaaaaaaaaaaa-!

Ascalon roared once more.

It surrounded the heart of the Black Dragon with a terrifying chill and began to devour its soul as well as its strength and magical power.

Dragon Bane.

A bringer of death to the dragons.

A portion of the dragon’s power was absorbed by Ascalon and then transmitted to Jude through the Golden Dragon King’s emblem. It made the dragon power of Jude stronger.

And while Jude was busy getting carried by Landius while having done nothing to defeat the dragon, Cordelia spread her wings and flew away. She quickly headed to Lena and widely smiled as she offered the Heavenly Judgment.

“Let’s do it together!”

Something that they had already done once in the wild lands.

Lena nodded her head. She likewise had a wide smile as she put one arm around Cordelia’s waist, and the other hand on the Heavenly Judgment.

[What are you doing! Fight! Get your act together!]

Sicilia hurriedly shouted to awaken the wyverns, but it was too late. When the wyverns hastily opened their mouths, Lena and Cordelia had already invoked Day of Judgment.

Bota-bota-bota-bota-bota-!

Blades of light fell like rain from the sky. The power of each blade was not ordinary, so the wyverns couldn’t stand it and fell to the ground.

“Keuaaak!”

Just then, a Black Dragon with a smashed head crashed towards the ground. At the sound of the fall, Kajsa and Scarlet turned quickly, and witnessed the sight of Jude who had suddenly ran towards the dragon to deal the last hit.

And it was the same for the forces that had been attacking.

The demons and Vorgs controlled by Sicilia screamed and rushed at the command that went against their instincts, and Count Luculia’s swordsmen hurriedly turned to Matteo.

“W-what should we do!”

“We should also char-… Master Matteo?!”

Count Luculia’s swordsmen were bewildered. Because they could not see the figure of Matteo Luculia, who had been beside them until now.

“N-no way?”

One of the swordsmen shouted loudly and turned to a distant place, and he found out that his guess was right.

Matteo had already begun his silent escape when the first Black Dragon was thrown down.

“Master Matteo!”

“W-we too!”

They were the swordsmen he carefully raised one by one, but Matteo did not look back.

Because he knew better than anyone that he would be unable to get out of this place if he delayed for a bit longer.

‘The five heroes of Paragon!’

He already knew.

Everyone knew that they were strong.

But their strength was beyond one’s imagination.

He never imagined that they would be that strong.

‘It’s impossible for me alone.’

They were three and he was only one.

He couldn’t count the demonic humans and demons. In a fight against people who had transcended the limits of their race, the number of those who had not transcended were meaningless.

‘I should escape from here.’

He had to leave first.

His priority was to meet Sicilia again and strengthen their forces.

And this was something that Sicilia also agreed with. She had sent the Vorgs and demons all over the place to attack the civilians in the port, and keep the heroes of Paragon, including Landius, busy.

In fact, right after defeating the second dragon, Landius flew towards the Vorgs and not towards Matteo.

“Master Matteo!”

The voices of the swordsmen grew increasingly distant. It was natural. Only someone on the level of the Ten Great Swordmasters or more could catch someone from the Ten Great Swordmasters who was determined to flee.

“Damn it!”

Matteo cursed and quickly swung his sword. But Matteo’s sword only cut the air. Dozens to hundreds of crows cawed at the same time and passed by Matteo, flying and scattering in all directions as if thunder had struck.

“How foolish, Matteo Luculia.”

He appeared among the crows.

Ghostblade Kamael.

The strongest in the Guardians of the Holy Cross.

He was different from Landius. He was a person who could afford to have victims for the sake of his purpose.

‘No, there should not be any victims.’

Because Landius was here. Because he would stop any innocent people from becoming victims.

Kamael’s trust in Landius was absolute. That was why he could fully concentrate on Matteo.

Skriiiiiiiiiiiik!

Cold air widely spread and the ground froze.

Kamael’s cold-looking eyes in between his white hair then stared at Matteo.

“Did you think that you could run away?”

The person standing here was not a clone.

It was the main body of Ghostblade Kamael, who was said to be comparable to the Sword God.

“Matteo Luculia, I shall detain you.”

Kamael drew his sword.

He unfolded the Sword of Moon, his power that was opposite Landius’ sun.