Chapter 28

After that, I and the black dragon continued our back-and-forth struggle.

I have been dodging or deflecting all of the black dragon's attacks, so I have almost no external injuries.

However, I have already refreshed the buffs over ten times.

The headache has reached its peak, and I have had nosebleeds multiple times.

I know that my body is reaching its limit, but every time I get a nosebleed, I roughly wipe it away with my left hand and ignore it.

In contrast, the black dragon has gouges on its belly and back.

Moreover, its right eye is crushed, and scales are shattered and bleeding all over its body.

The number of mists has also decreased from ten to two.

Both of us are in a state that can be described as being riddled with injuries.

Our altitude has also dropped significantly, and now we are just a few meters above the ground.

Finally, the black dragon, unable to continue flying, landed on the ground.

Seeing this, I also landed on the ground.

"Haa... haa... Finally, you came down."

To be honest, it was dangerous.

If it had continued to persist in the air, my chances of winning would have been very low.

I can use magic a few more times at most.

I can no longer refresh the buffs that activate nearly thirty spells simultaneously.

If I did, I would definitely collapse on the spot.

I release my right hand from the hilt of the sword.

The sword, of course, falls to the ground due to gravity, making a high-pitched sound.

Ignoring this, I extend my right hand forward.

The place where I am standing is where I first deflected a fireball with a [Reflective Barrier] and then cast a spell on the ground.

As if responding to my movement, a huge magic circle with a radius of about ten meters appears on the ground.

"... [Magic Sword Creation]"

As I mutter these words, the ground at the center of the magic circle rises, and a pitch-black mass appears.

When my right hand touches it, a pressure so intense it could be mistaken for a gust of wind is released, causing the space to vibrate.

The pitch-black mass then changes shape, becoming a massive, ominous, pitch-black greatsword, about the same height as me.

[Magic Sword Creation] was originally a support spell called [Clay Weapon], which solidifies the surrounding ground to create an impromptu weapon.

By combining it with [Magic Power Convergence], this [Magic Sword Creation] was created.

The sword created by [Magic Sword Creation] is in a state where magic power is converged to the limit.

Its destructive power is so great that even without activating [Instant Ability Super Enhancement], it far surpasses the power of a special-grade spell.

Since it is a sword created by converging magic power, it is called a "magic sword."

Dragging the magic sword, I slowly approach the black dragon.

Perhaps intimidated by the pressure emitted by the magic sword, the black dragon launched an attack with two mists.

"... [Reflective Barrier]"

I activate [Reflective Barrier] on the ground and stomp on it with all my might.

The wall that easily deflected the black dragon's attacks does not break even when I stomp on it, and I am launched upward.

"[Reflective Barrier]... [Reflective Barrier]!"

I activate [Reflective Barrier] again, this time at an angle in the air.

As I touch the wall while spinning, I am launched again—toward the black dragon's head.

Another [Reflective Barrier] is set up parallel to the ground above the black dragon's head.

When I touch it, I plummet vertically.

The black dragon, having just launched attacks with all its mists, has no way to counter my vertical descent from above.

"[Weight Increase]!"

I make the already heavy magic sword even heavier.

Using the enhanced physical abilities from the buffs, I add a spin and swing the magic sword with all my might.

This was a reenactment of my first attack—except for the sword in my hand.

If it is a reenactment of the first attack, of course,

"[Instant Ability Super Enhancement]!!!"

Just before the blade makes contact, I activate [Instant Ability Super Enhancement], the ace up my sleeve that I used to support the hero party.

The magic sword, which struck the black dragon's neck, completely disregarded its resistance and slammed it into the ground.

—But even then, the momentum did not stop.

I severed the neck and caused a large depression in the surrounding area before finally coming to a stop.

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The black dragon, with its neck severed, is dead.

I stab the magic sword into the ground and lean against it, barely managing to stand.

"Haa... haa... haa..."

(I managed to win... My head hurts. I want to sleep right now. ...By the way, are the others safe?)

I had completely forgotten about their existence in the latter half of the battle.

When I look in the direction of the members of the [Silver Hare of the Night], the air is frozen.

Some are relieved that the threat is gone, while others have yet to accept the reality, but what they all have in common is—fear of me.

I defeated an opponent that even Selma, who boasts the top strength in our clan, feared, all by myself.

It's natural for them to be afraid.

(I thought I was prepared for this kind of gaze... But it still hurts. —Wait, why did I think I had already experienced this kind of gaze? This is the first time, right?)

There was a sense of something amiss that I shouldn't have overlooked.

But with my body riddled with injuries, I couldn't muster the energy to think further.

(Well, as long as everyone is safe, that's all that matters. I don't want to think about anything else right now. ...By the way, how do I deal with the aftermath? I have no energy left...)

As I was thinking this, all the explorers, including me, and the black dragon's corpse were enveloped in a bluish-white light.

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