Schwing!!!
The brilliant sword beam threatened to split the sky in half. The halo accompanying the sword beam also exploded outwards, making a storm in its wake.
“Wh-what the…”
“No way…”
Silvia and Rebecca were absolutely dumbfounded. The sword beam’s shockwave almost blew them away. They had to raise their arms to guard as they had to close their eyes, missing the mystical swordplay in the sky.
After a minute, the storm died down and the brilliant radiance faded. They opened their eyes just in time to see a colossal object crashing into the ground.
Boom
A dust storm spread outwards from the point of impact. Rebecca and Silvia got a good look at the object when the dust settled down.
Cú Chulainn had fallen to the ground when it was just zipping around in the air minutes ago.
It lost its menacing presence. It acted more like a wounded beast than a majestic sovereign.
It had a nasty gash running from its shoulder to its ribcage. The red scales it had were drenched by its own blood.
“Cú Chulainn!”
Rebecca ran to her Pal. Silvia also brought Lancelot along.
A voice stopped them from approaching the wounded beast.
“It’s fine, I only did superficial damage to it. Most of the damage was absorbed by its scales, fur, and the magic barrier it hastily deployed. This is just a minor wound for it.”
Rebecca and Silvia stopped. Wu Yan was standing near Cú Chulainn’s neck, patting its draconic whiskers with a bitter smile.
“Looks like I went a bit overboard there.”
Growl
Cú Chulainn agreed while moaning in slight weakness.
“Good, it appears to be fine.”
Rebecca asked with a look of trepidation.
“What was that?”
“That?”
“The sword beam that brought down Cú Chulainn!”
Silvia added.
“You did that attack, right? Don’t tell me you’re an Arch Dragonar, too?”
Rebecca and Silvia had serious looks, nobody could blame them for their reactions.
How can a mere mortal bring harm to a mighty Maestro by himself? He must have used his Arc, the magic armor that gave men the power to fight dragons, the power of an Arch Dragonar.
If Wu Yan fought a Hydra, Strada, or Asia with his own martial prowess then it would still be within mortal limits albeit only the peak fighters of this world can do something like that. However, he fought a mature Maestro!
Only Arch Dragonars with Arc armors can fight something on that level.
Wu Yan didn’t use any special tools. He used his own body to fight.
Other than Arc Armors, there are no rational explanations for that superb attack.
Alas, Wu Yan replied with a bitter smile.
“Nah, ignoring my identity as a possible Arch Dragonar for now. I would need to summon my Pal to construct the Arc Armor for me, no? I didn’t do that, where would I get my Arc Armor?”
Indeed, using an Arc armor would require the presence of a mature Maestro. That Maestro will use its magic power to construct a magic armor for the master.
Once the Arc Armor loses its supply of magic power, it will dissipate. The Maestro will need to construct it once more.
In other words, Wu Yan had to manifest his Pal, order it to make an Arc Armor, wear it, and fight. After that, he wouldn’t need to be around the Pal.
In this manner, Arc Armors are similar to Vassal beasts. Both are constructs of magic power with different effects.
Arc Armors had various special abilities just like there are different types of vassal beasts.
The difference is that Vassal beasts reside within the blood of the host, living off the host’s magic power. Meanwhile, Arc Armor is made with prepaid magic power.
Pals are needed in the construction.
“You didn’t equip an Arc armor?”
Rebecca gasped.
“How did you pull off a stunt like that then?”
“With pure sword skills.”
“Sword skill?”
“I made my blade vibrate at a certain frequency and amplified its effect to cover an area before swinging it to emit a condensed shockwave of sword beam. Something along that line, I suppose.”
Wu Yan manipulated the air around his blade, giving his blade a brilliant halo during the skill-start phase.
“That was Return to Horizon Waltz. It is a sword skill made to pursue attack power and destructive capabilities.”
Wu Yan teased the ladies.
“If you two to learn it, I don’t mind tutoring you girls personally.”
Rebecca and Silvia exchanged dumb looks before Rebecca started laughing out loud.
“What is with you? You have demonic dragon riding skills and you just showcased your terrifying sword skills, are you even human?”
“S-so strong…”
Silvia is visibly shaken.
“C-can I win against him?”
“Anyway…”
Wu Yan felt like he performed too well. He rubbed Cú Chulainn’s neck.
“Cú Chulainn just approved of me, I can ride him from now on.”
Silvia and Rebecca recalled that Wu Yan came here to tame Cú Chulainn.
“He did?”
Rebecca looked at her Pal.
“Really?”
Gwruu…
The dragon rubbed its head against Wu Yan like an obedient puppy.
“He really did tame him.”
Silvia looked amazed and perplexed.
“Well, with that out of the way…”
He beamed at Lancelot, Cú Chulainn, Silvia, and Rebecca..
“Since I troubled you guys on this trip, why don’t I make us all some food to compensate?”
“Food?”
Rebecca and Silvia were stunned.
