Transmigrated Into the World of Magic and Swords

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of explosions echoed throughout every part of the battlefield.

While their subordinates fought fiercely on the ground, Ren and Aurelia floated in mid-air, facing each other.

They didn't fight right away like their subordinates, as if they were analyzing their opponent first before making a move.

"Silver dragon, or should I say Ren, don't think I would go easy on you just because you know my disciple. Today, you will face the consequences of attacking my organization." Aurelia had no intention of holding back because Ren's actions had crossed the line.

"Consequences?" Ren almost laughed because he found it funny. "You will be the one regretting your decision not to hand that person over while I'm still being nice to you."

"Then, let's see who will be laughing at the end." Aurelia lifted her staff, and a single orb of freezing particles gathered at its tip.

The orb was only as big as a table tennis ball, but the moment it completely formed, the temperature dropped instantly, and a freezing chill spread across the battlefield.

Ren opened his mouth and created a massive fireball when she prepared to launch an attack.

Even though her attack looked simple and ordinary, he didn't underestimate it because she was the leader of Misty Palace.

'Giant Fireball!'

He shot the fireball when the white orb flew toward him.

The moment their attacks collided, no explosion or thunderous sound echoed across the battlefield.

Instead, only a quiet sizzle rang out because the fireball froze when it came into contact with the white orb.

*Crack…

As the freezing orb vanished, crack lines spread across the surface of the frozen fireball.

A moment later, the frozen fireball shattered into pieces, falling to the ground like hail and painting the battlefield white with frost and silence.

All people and magical beasts who came into contact with the falling ice shards froze instantly.

Their bodies remained intact, but their lives had already gone.

No blood, no scream, no injuries.

Aurelia's attack looked like a low-tier magic, but its power was so terrifying that it could kill anyone without them knowing about it.

'It's just a small orb, yet it can instantly kill over a hundred humans and magical beasts.'

Ren returned his gaze to Aurelia.

'Then, I will use my Deadly Orb magic this time.'

Ren opened his mouth and created another fireball.

Actually, he made up the name of his attack randomly. Since he turned into a dragon, he could only attack his enemy with fire breath and fireball.

He was unhappy with this, so he always used a different name every time he unleashed a fireball because, with this, it would feel like he had many skills and magic.

"Snow Pearl." Aurelia used the same magic to freeze his attack.

Since he could not injure her with his long-range magic and skill, Ren decided to fight her in close combat.

However, Aurelia never allowed him to get close to her because she knew he would have the advantage in a close-range fight.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

While Ren and Aurelia fought fiercely in the sky, Fyre looked for a powerful opponent.

He was bored fighting the disciples of Misty Palace because they died too quickly.

'That woman looks weak... and so does that one.'

He ignored the intense fights around him and skimmed his surroundings.

'That one! That woman looks strong!'

His expression turned happy when he caught sight of Lyria, the second elder of Misty Palace.

'I hope she can give me an exciting fight.'

Without waiting for another second, he rushed toward her.

"Hmm?" Lyria stopped attacking magical beasts when she sensed a powerful enemy approaching her.

'Isn't he the one who was standing next to the dragon before the war?'

She still remembered the faces of the four generals because they had stood on either side of Ren while the rest gathered behind him.

"Old woman, I'm your next opponent!" Fyre shouted on purpose because, from his point of view, a warrior didn't attack their enemies without first making their presence known.

"Tch!" Lyria's face turned to disgust. "Get lost, you damn beast!"

Fyre positioned his sword horizontally when the ice stone was about to hit him, blocking her attack with his sword.

But since his sword was only at Common grade, it broke into pieces instantly, causing him to get hit and thrown several meters.

Fyre didn't stand up immediately.

Instead, he sat up and checked his sword because he didn't expect it to get destroyed instantly.

'The quality of this sword is so bad!'

He let out a disappointed sigh before throwing it to the ground.

'Luckily, I have many swords in my space ring.'

He rose to his feet and retrieved a sword from his space ring.

Actually, he was not used to fighting with a sword.

Since he met twenty knights in the valley last month, he suddenly became obsessed with the sword because from his point of view, a true warrior must use a sword as his weapon.

That was why he took swords from every enemy he defeated and kept them in his space ring because, with this, he would always have a sword at hand.

"Old woman! I'm going to attack you again!" Fyre gave a warning before rushing toward her.

However, he was sent flying by her again.

Lyria was a 5-star mage, so Fyre could not defeat her as easily as he had defeated the disciples.

Bang!

He was slammed into the ground for the sixth time, landing five meters away from Hyzi.

Hyzi, who was startled, asked, "What are you doing? Are you trying to catch a frog?"

Fyre wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and grinned widely. "Hyzi, I've found a strong enemy!"

Hyzi turned to Lyria and said, "That old woman?"

"Yes!" Fyre rose to his feet and retrieved another sword from his space ring. "She is a powerful human. Do you want to join the fun?"

Despite being beaten down by Lyria again and again, Fyre was not angry or annoyed.

Instead, a surge of excitement swelled within him because facing a powerful opponent made his blood boil with thrill.

"Are you sure she is strong enough to excite me if I join the fight?" Hyzi still didn't know how strong she was, so he didn't believe it immediately.

"You will regret it if you don't join me." After saying that, Fyre rushed toward Lyria again. "Old woman, I'm coming at you again!"

"Tch! That damn beast is so annoying!" Lyria clicked her tongue.

'I will kill him now.'

Right after she lifted her staff, luminous petals began to form around her, glowing softly like small stars.

In a matter of seconds, thousands of these petals surrounded her like planets orbiting the sun, forming a massive, red lotus beneath her feet.

Blood Lotus Requiem!

That was the name of her magic.

Everyone said that when she used Blood Lotus Requiem magic, she became unbeatable because countless petals swirled around her non-stop, protecting her and striking down enemies like powerful, loyal guardians.

She also rose to the position of Second Elder and earned the nickname 'Blooming Executioner' because of this magic, so it could be said this spell was the bloom that turned her into a legend.

"I'm done playing with you. You can die now." Lyria said in a cold tone.