Dragonslayer’s Class Regression 230

Chapter 230

‘Guardian of the Southern Sea?’

Zeke could realize his identity from the warrior’s words.

‘Is the forgotten sea god a dragon?’

Although visually there wasn’t much difference, the energy felt different.

It felt like the dragon’s dignity skill was naturally emanating from his body.

Although it was a spirit form, this was Zeke’s first time encountering a real dragon.

Poseidon said while looking at Zeke.

“The soul of the Elder Dragon, with Bahamut’s heart and fangs…”

Perhaps because they were the same type of dragon, he immediately recognized that Zeke was carrying Bahamut’s heart.

Zeke flinched at those words, but Poseidon spoke calmly.

“Are you a descendant of Terakan?”

Surprisingly, Poseidon also knew about Terakan.

Zeke nodded and answered:

“Yes. A thousand years have passed since Terakan Draker ended the liberation war outside. Did you become a spirit after meeting Terakan Draker?”

Poseidon shook his head at those words.

“Even when I previously met Terakan Draker, I was in a spirit form like now. Since the karma data is stored, I only have memories from that time.”

“How did Terakan Draker come here?”

He continued speaking while looking at Zeke:

“Bahamut brought Terakan here.”

Zeke was startled and asked:

“Bahamut personally brought Terakan Draker?”

“Yes. He came to properly receive the sword technique of the True Dragon Sword Method.”

Zeke’s eyes widened at Poseidon’s words.

‘Could it be that he came to Poseidon seeking help to create the dragon-slaying technique from the True Dragon Sword Technique?’

From Zeke’s perspective, Poseidon’s spear technique was extraordinary.

It seemed to far exceed the skills of a Black Knight.

Poseidon spun his trident while looking at Zeke:

“Zeke Draker, why have you come here?.”

With his warrior-like appearance, he felt slightly embarrassed about saying he came to obtain the sea god’s treasure.

After briefly contemplating, Zeke put on a serious expression and said to Poseidon:

“I want to transcend my limits.”

Poseidon’s expression changed at those words.

He said to Zeke.

“Better than Terakan. That guy was more interested in the sea god’s treasure than receiving the True Dragon Sword Technique.”

Zeke was momentarily stung by Poseidon’s words.

‘Terakan. Even in past footage, he seems quite worldly.’

While in legends he was a knight among knights, a dragon slayer, and a symbol of courage and altruism, reality seemed different.

Poseidon spun his spear again and said to Zeke.

“Wanting to transcend limits. In other words, you want to break through the wall blocking you.”

“That’s right. I’m stuck beyond the Black Knight level. I want to cross this wall and become the continent’s strongest.”

Poseidon gazed at Zeke and said:

“Terakan said the same. That he wanted to become the strongest being in the world.”

Zeke had seen Terakan fighting a dragon corrupted by magic.

Though he didn’t know much about his personality, it was certain that he was a strong knight.

Then Poseidon spoke again.

“What advice do you think I gave him?”

“Did you tell him to swing his sword harder?”

Poseidon shook his head.

“No, I recommended a book to him.”

“A book?”

Zeke was bewildered by Poseidon’s unexpected answer.

Poseidon waved his hand in the air, and several books appeared.

Zeke read the titles of the books falling in front of him:

[A Collection of Wisdom for Growth]

‘I’ve seen this somewhere before.’

After a moment of contemplation, he realized it was a title from Terakan Draker’s secure library.

Although it was in a secure library, he had read it, but it only contained trivial content that irritated him.

“Terakan was moved to tears after reading this book.”

“What?”

Zeke couldn’t believe Poseidon’s words.

Who would believe that Terakan Draker cried after reading such a childish collection of platitudes?

But Poseidon spoke with a serious expression:

“Do you understand the meaning of what I just said?”

“…Read a book?”

Poseidon shook his head at Zeke’s words.

“No, it means that each person needs different things for their growth. Terakan lived such a straightforward life that no one had ever spoken to him about growth. So even this collection of aphorisms could be of great help to his growth.”

Zeke nodded at Poseidon’s words.

‘Well, it was said that he was beaten and thrown into the incinerator at the Draker family.’

Though he couldn’t know exactly, it was undoubtedly a childhood as miserable as Zeke’s previous life.

At the same time, Zeke reflected on his own life.

‘But my life isn’t exactly easy either. Should I read that collection of platitudes again?’

At that moment, Poseidon gripped his spear, aimed it at the contemplating Zeke, and spoke.

“Compared to other dragon species, Blue Dragons have smaller bodies and weaker powers. So we have a tradition of training in what we can do best for a long time. I chose this spear as my target.”

He spun the spear while speaking to Zeke.

“And after continuing practice for a long time, we gain one ability. Do you know what it is?”

“I’m not sure.”

“The ability to discover what you lack.”

WOOOOOM!

Poseidon’s trident vibrated.

He blinked his eyes and said to Zeke:

“What Terakan lacked was ‘refinement’. Zeke Draker, what do you think you lack?”

Zeke unconsciously stepped back from the energy emanating from Poseidon’s body.

Poseidon charged towards Zeke and shouted:

“It’s the ‘stimulation’ that awakens your survival instinct!”

WHOOOOSH!

Poseidon’s trident fell towards Zeke with a thunderous sound.

KWAK-KWAK-KWANG!

Unlike before, the trident collided with Bahamut with an incredibly powerful force.

“KEUUK!”

Zeke was pushed back by the shockwave. Then Poseidon said to him.

“It seems you’ve been deluding yourself with lofty ideals of sword and body unification, something that doesn’t even suit your nature.”

Zeke’s mouth fell open at Poseidon’s words that instantly pierced through his state.

He had certainly gained some insight, but he was beginning to wonder if it was becoming less and less compatible with himself.

“H-How did you know?”

“I saw you trying to swing your sword elegantly, despite your strength being the tenacious survival ability of a cockroach. You were surely trying to imitate the sword of an outstanding swordsman.”

Zeke was amazed by Poseidon’s observation.

After meeting Sword Saint Sethon Draker, he had unconsciously been trying to imitate the sword saint’s technique.

Each of Poseidon’s words pricked Zeke’s heart.

‘No one has ever known my state so accurately.’

Zeke asked Poseidon sincerely:

“Lord Poseidon, how can I overcome this wall?”

Poseidon nodded and said:

“You must get hit.”

“Pardon?”

Poseidon continued with a sharp expression:

“Didn’t I say earlier? Your strength is your tenacious survival instinct, like a cockroach.”

“Even so, calling me a cockroach is a bit…”

“Your vitality seems to be even more than a cockroach’s, not less.”

“…..”

It wasn’t wrong, but Zeke felt slightly uncomfortable.

Poseidon adjusted his trident and removed the bladed part.

“Lord Poseidon? Why are you..?.”

“Today, I’ll awaken the fierce survival instinct sleeping in your body. Without the blade, there’s less chance you’ll die. I removed the blade to reduce the probability of death, so don’t worry too much.”

“But doesn’t that mean I could still die?”

“If you want to put it that way, then yes.”

Suddenly, cold sweat ran down Zeke’s back. He recalled similar experiences from his previous life.

‘I’ll get hit. Maybe something will work out if I keep getting hit.’

‘Excuse me, Master. Is that even possible?’

‘If it doesn’t work? What can you do?. Just get hit.’

He had been forcibly awakened as a healer after being beaten by his master, and by continuing to get beaten, he eventually opened the mid-point.

‘Come to think of it, every time I overcame a wall, I was beaten to the point of almost dying.’

KUGU-GUGU-GUGU!

Suddenly, an enormous energy burst from Poseidon holding the spear shaft.

Zeke quickly raised Bahamut to counter Poseidon.

‘Urgh.’

Under Poseidon’s overwhelming pressure, Zeke felt like a tiny insect.

‘I need to change the flow.’

He charged towards Poseidon first.

“HAAAAH!”

But Poseidon’s spear shaft had already deflected Zeke’s sword and immediately struck his solar plexus.

TENG!

Zeke flew back to the wall after being hit in the solar plexus.

“Guhh!”

Blood spilled from Zeke’s mouth after being struck by the spear shaft.

In just one blow, his internal organs were completely scrambled.

“What the hell…”

Wham! Wham! Wham!

Poseidon approached, swinging the spear shaft towards Zeke again.

Zeke recovered and quickly got up from his position.

His eyes, now moving nimbly, were filled with vitality.

His survival instinct, more tenacious than a cockroach, was awakening.

* * *

‘How many times have I died?.’

Zeke spat out a glob of blood and pulled out a potion from his inventory to drink.

No attack worked on Poseidon.

Neither his sword, nor his powers, skills, or dragon abilities had any effect.

Meanwhile, Poseidon used only the spear shaft, not employing any magic or powers.

Despite this, the attacks emanating from Poseidon’s spear were on a different dimension.

Getting hit just once shattered his entire body, leaving him nearly dead and barely surviving.

If the blade had been attached, Zeke would have died hundreds of times over.

Wham! Wham! Wham!

Poseidon approached, swinging the spear shaft.

Zeke, whose internal organs had burst and bones were crushed, rose again and gripped his sword.

Seeing this, Poseidon took his stance holding the spear shaft.

“Honestly, I didn’t expect you to endure to this extent.”

“What can you say after turning a person into a rag?”

Poseidon nodded at those words.

“Yes, that’s why this time I’ll put more sincerity into it.”

KUGU-GUGU-GUGU!

An even stronger energy concentrated on Poseidon’s spear shaft.

To Zeke, the spear shaft looked like an enormous chunk of iron large enough to cover the entire world.

Nevertheless, Zeke gripped Bahamut and regulated his breathing.

“Hoo. Hoo.”

His posture was completely different from before.

It wasn’t the stance of sword techniques like True Dragon Sword Technique or Infinite Chain technique, but a somewhat awkward stance with legs spread and sword gripped.

It was a posture Zeke used to take when fighting during his previous life as an outlaw.

At that time, Zeke considered the entire world his enemy.

Therefore, he always kept his senses sharp and honed his survival instinct.

After returning, Zeke could finally completely recall those sensations after a very long time.

The moment he took his stance, Poseidon’s spear shaft flew towards him.

KWAK-KWAK-KWAK-KWAK-KWAK-KWAK!

The spear shaft was filled with the will to completely crush Zeke’s body.

Zeke bit down hard and instead charged towards the spear shaft.

“HAAAAAAAH!”

The moment he had waited for beyond hundreds of deaths.

Just before the spear shaft touched his head, Zeke grabbed the sword sheath and used the spirit manifestation skill.

WHOOOSH!

As Zeke’s body became a spirit, he entered the gap between the physical and spirit realms.

In the dimensional crack, Zeke activated the dragon clan skill ‘Dragon’s Breath’.

A pattern rose on his chest, and mana condensed there.

WOOOOOM!

It took 30 seconds just to compress the mana.

The longer time passed, the stronger the temptation Zeke felt to remain here forever.

‘I must leave!’

With firm will, Zeke returned to the physical realm from the dimensional crack.

WHOOOSH!

Emerging from Poseidon’s blind spot, Zeke immediately unleashed the accumulated ‘Dragon’s Breath’.

KWAK-KWAK-KWAK-KWANG!

The high-compression mana cannon poured towards Poseidon.

Zeke didn’t stop there and raised his sword.

Having exhausted all mana with Dragon’s Breath and reaching his limit, he did not stop.

‘Just a little more!’

At that moment, a message appeared before his eyes.

[Skill Limit Break  is in progress.]

Poseidon wrapped the Dragon’s Breath Zeke shot with his spear shaft and deflected it to the side.

Zeke aimed for that momentary gap.

‘Just one chance!’

He raised his sword and moved forward.

Simultaneously, his vision completely changed.

‘What is this…?’

A haze rose from Zeke’s sword.

A power entirely different from mana or aura.

Zeke grabbed that haze and pulled it according to his will.

The hazes gathered and wrapped around his sword.

His body moved automatically.

Only through this entirely different vision could he finally see the sword’s flow completely.

The sword in his grip began to move on its own.

WHOOOOSH!

A new sword technique, never seen before, unfolded in Zeke’s hand.

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