The Return of the Legendary Golden-Handed Blacksmith - Chapter 125

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Episode 125
125.
Realm Collision.
From it, a Neutral Zone emerged.
Crack-crack-crack-crack-!
“How delightful—! That power. You dare oppose my might?”
Red lightning pierced straight through Jin-woo.
-The Weakness Force passes through you!
-Your will surges forth. Your vitality recovers.
“Thanks for the help.”
In that same moment, Pur moved with sudden speed.
‘My speed’s increased tremendously.’
Since becoming a Banshee Lord, Pur’s body had grown lighter—far swifter than before. It felt as though he’d become a phantom himself.
With each step, he scattered Underworld Chill in his wake as he charged toward Shadow Wing’s Minion. And First followed close behind.
Crackle—.
Snap—!
Jin-woo, still engaged in his Realm Collision with Shadow Wing, trained his bow on the dragon. Shadow Wing naturally assumed he would fire at him.
“That shot from before—was that you too?”
Jin-woo didn’t answer. Instead, he swiftly pivoted the bow.
His target was the pack of Cobalts.
Screech—.
An Obsidian Arrowhead was nocked at its tip.
Shriek—!
Boom—!
“Kee-eek!”
-You have hunted a Cobalt!
Half the Cobalt pack vanished in an instant.
Yet the dragon’s power remained formidable.
“Yes. A sound judgment.”
Far better than shooting at him, certainly.
However.
“That good judgment means nothing.”
Shadow Wing, locked in Realm Collision high above, spread his wings wide.
New Cobalts materialized, then surged forward once more.
“Moltus!”
Jin-woo called out to Moltus.
“Immobilize them.”
“Yes.”
Moltus raised the Sky Stone Orb high.
Then, pouring forth his full power, he released Dark Energy.
“Soul Binding.”
The darkness streaming from Moltus transformed into chains, binding hundreds of monsters simultaneously.
‘Moltus’s power is considerable as well….’
His current maximum was binding hundreds at once.
Whoosh—!
Ordinarily, such exertion would’ve been impossible.
‘The gaps are filled by the Sky Stone Orb.’
An Orb.
‘The perks of mage-exclusive gear are quite sound.’
Whoosh—.
The Sky Stone Orb blazed bright.
The special Option it possessed activated—Sapphire’s Serenity.
Mana surge.
Alongside it, Moltus deployed a special skill.
“Power of Sky.”
Power of Sky was a skill that elevated the mana ceiling.
In an instant, Moltus’s mana burst past its limit.
Boom—!
While Moltus bound all of Shadow Wing’s minions,
Pur arrived.
“Heroic Skill!”
“At your command!”
Pur suffused the space around him with Underworld Chill.
Then, venting azure cold, he wielded the World Tree’s Judgment without restraint.
Crack—! Crack-crack-crack—!
The Blaze Worms froze solid and shattered entirely.
And in his wake, First rushed forward.
“First!”
“Yes. Master.”
A mere summons was all First needed to understand the command.
First’s opponent was an Obsidian Golem.
Descending into the heart of their formation, First met the incoming Obsidian Golems head-on, taking their strikes full-force on his body.
Crack-crack-crack—!
After absorbing the impacts with his Sapphire Basago Armor,
he drew his Orichalcon Greatsword in a flash, timing the golems’ attack pattern perfectly.
It was like a Draw Cut Technique.
“Your swordplay has improved?”
“To collect materials more perfectly.”
To gather components more flawlessly, First honed his blade work relentlessly.
Jin-woo gave First a thumbs up.
“Just as expected from Number One.”
Jin-woo felt quite pleased by his first Subordinate’s consideration.
‘So that’s why the eldest is so reassuring.’
Of course, such a thought came easily to Jin-woo, who was also a firstborn.
Meanwhile, Pur vented Underworld Chill and flawlessly captured the Obsidian Golems. Like First, he too was earnest about harvesting materials.
“Pur!”
Jin-woo called out to Pur. Then he gestured to Fin.
“Fin—!”
Fin, bearing Pur on his back, rose swiftly skyward. The target was Shadow Wing, hovering far above.
‘Right now, Pur is the strongest.’
Underworld Chill and the World Tree’s Judgment.
‘The synergy is quite remarkable.’
The World Tree’s power amplified the attributes of Underworld Chill tremendously.
‘First continues hunting Shadow Wing’s newly summoned minions,’
and Moltus supports from behind.
In that moment, Jin-woo’s gaze met Shadow Wing’s.
His eyes conveyed a challenge—*Why won’t you come yourself?*
It was provocation, plain and simple, yet Jin-woo didn’t take the bait. In truth, he couldn’t.
The equipment his Subordinates wore was an extension of Jin-woo himself.
‘I’m fighting directly through them.’
Shriek—!
Fin pushed to his limit. Seeing this, Shadow Wing simply flapped his wings and retreated, neatly evading the charging Fin.
Fin, shot forward in a straight line, wheeled sharply.
“So you have that much skill?”
Shadow Wing bared his teeth at the approaching dragon.
“Plague Whirlwind.”
Then he beat his wings once.
Whoosh—!
A verdant cyclone hurtled toward Fin. Fin spun and weaved through the Plague Whirlwind’s path.
“Almost!”
They were nearly in close quarters. A bit more distance, and Pur’s attack would connect.
“Fin—!”
Fin used the Dive skill. In a sudden burst of speed, Fin closed on Shadow Wing.
“Illusion Curtain.”
But Shadow Wing cast a spell.
Suddenly, a pale veil materialized before him, and as if tearing through space itself, he appeared distant once more.
“Fin—!”
Another sharp turn. Fin realized the truth: if he held back, he could never catch that dragon.
Whoosh—.
Dark Energy poured from Fin’s body.
Shriek—!
Fin pursued Shadow Wing with full force. Yet Shadow Wing evaded his charge with ease—a few flaps, a Dive, a catch-up, then magic to slip away again.
“Never tiring, I see.”
Shadow Wing’s taunt made Fin react. But he couldn’t match the speed—all he could do was chase the dragon’s tail.
Pur, riding on Fin’s back, was reading the timing.
While Fin couldn’t keep pace, Pur tracked every movement with his eyes.
Shriek—!
Just as Fin tried to follow Shadow Wing’s motion once more,
he seized Shadow Wing’s momentary carelessness.
Shadow Wing viewed Jin-woo’s Subordinates as beneath contempt.
That’s why he’d been dodging by narrow margins, toying with them.
Pur didn’t let the chance slip.
At the intersecting moment,
Pur gripped Fin’s shoulder and pushed off forcefully.
Thud—!
Pur’s body shot straight toward Shadow Wing and seized his wing.
“Oh?”
“Got you.”
Pur vented Underworld Chill with force.
And he raised the World Tree’s Judgment.
“No more running away.”
Crunch—.
He concentrated his full power into the World Tree’s Judgment he held.
This attack pattern was already exposed.
Such a perfect opening would never come again.
So it had to count—one strike, absolute precision.
Shriek—!
Pur brought the World Tree’s Judgment down with all his might.
Yet.
“Collapse.”
The World Tree’s Judgment stopped dead.
Trembling—.
Pur fought desperately to move the World Tree’s Judgment, but he couldn’t overcome the overwhelming force.
“Uuugh.”
Draconic Language.
The dragon’s most formidable power.
That force now bore down on Pur.
“Zu Language Spell.”
Boom—!
A spell of collapse. A violent magical mass descended on Pur in an instant. Still gripping Shadow Wing’s wing, Pur plummeted.
“Fin—!”
Fin cried out and caught the falling Pur.
“You alright?”
Fortunately, Pur was intact. Though he’d taken grievous damage—the hardest hit since becoming Jin-woo’s Subordinate.
“Hah.”
From enduring that Draconic Language spell, he’d learned something.
“That arrogant bastard,
just now—he fought for real.”
“He fears this weapon…”
If not, he’d have just accepted the blow and laughed it off. But he hadn’t. He’d dodged it. That told Pur everything.
He could be certain now.
“Once more.”
If the attack just connected—
he could deal real damage to that dragon.
“Fin.”
“That last approach won’t work. So just match the distance for me, okay?”
Pur spoke.
“The rest—I’ll handle it.”
Shriek—.
Fin surged forward again at speed.
“Tough hide you’ve got. Yes, you need that much durability.”
Shadow Wing spread his wings wide.
“Now I’ll truly pulverize you. Dead enough that no resurrection brings you back.”
Then Pur signaled to Fin.
Despite the distance between them being considerable, the moment he signaled, Fin cried out.
“Now—strike!”
Fin accelerated.
And the instant the distance closed,
“Underworld Chill.”
Wielding the World Tree’s Judgment, he cast Underworld Chill across empty air.
An ice bridge formed.
Crackle—.
Crackle-crackle-crackle—!
The ice bridge stretched from Fin’s back to Shadow Wing.
Pur leapt onto the ice bridge and cast Underworld Chill once more.
Whoosh—!
Shadow Wing’s reaction time matched Pur’s speed—but Pur reached him before the ice shattered.
“Not letting go this time.”
He brought the World Tree’s Judgment down hard. Dark Energy poured from his entire body as he unleashed a special skill.
“Soul Slaughter.”
And on top of that, he released the World Tree’s Judgment’s own power.
“Judgment.”
Attack power increased by 15%.
Plus a special skill guaranteeing a critical hit.
Shriek—!
Shadow Wing hadn’t anticipated the ice-bridge tactic—his reaction was just barely slow.
Yet.
“Touched by a worm. How close you came.”
Shadow Wing spoke.
Then he unleashed a Draconic Language.
“A valiant effort.”
“Kreva.”
The Draconic Language of Stillness.
The moment the spell fell, Pur’s body froze. Trembling—. Same as before. Yet one step more—
if he could move just a fraction further,
Crunch—!
“Oh?”
Despite the Draconic Language of Stillness, Pur moved. And though just slightly—he made contact.
“Your will is remarkable. The souls within you made it possible. Hmm. No—that alone doesn’t explain it.”
Shadow Wing looked at his weapon.
“Absolute faith in that blade. Yes, I see. Let’s test it then.”
Shadow Wing opened his maw wide. Then, as Pur couldn’t overcome the Draconic Language, he took aim.
Whoosh—.
Formidable power gathered in his mouth.
A corrupt breath gleaming green.
“Nether Breath.”
Gush—!
A devastating breath engulfed Pur.
Or tried to—when something flew in from the side.
Shriek—.
Boom—!
“Right. I expected as much.”
“That was close.”
Jin-woo, having loosed the arrow, clicked his tongue. Fin rushed to rescue Pur before the breath landed. Pur had taken massive damage.
“I can keep fighting.”
“Fin.”
But the outcome would be the same.
“Hmm.”
Shadow Wing looked at Jin-woo. His gaze was infinitely arrogant, gazing down from on high.
As if to say Subordinates could never defeat him.
At that look, Jin-woo’s brow furrowed sharply.
Seeing this, First stepped forward.
“I shall go.”
First, having drawn near, asked to be sent in.
“No. Not that.”
Jin-woo’s frown had nothing to do with Pur and Fin being pushed back.
“That breath. Can’t put it in the forge.”
“…….”

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