TCIWTFY - Part 2 Chapter 102

"Everyone, get ready! If you go into the rare, you never know when you might come out. Your only chance is now!"

Medea detonated a white light bomb.

Boom, bang!

Silver streaks of light burst one after another, shining like flashes of lightning, tearing at the evil dragon's vision.

His red pupils narrowed as if they were going to tear, and he took aim at Medea.

The evil dragon reflexively changed its orbit.

And then, despite its enormous size, it began to plummet at a speed as fast as the wind.

The direction was towards Medea.

Each flap of its wings created a fierce gust of wind, sending dust and gravel flying in all directions.

Knock, knock!

Silva, like a legendary horse, flew through the canyon without a moment's hesitation, flying over the rocks and pebbles.

Medea lowered her body and passed precariously through a crevice in the rock.

Squeak-

The dragon's claws scratched the rock as it tried to snatch Medea and Silva away at the same time.

Sparks flew along with a sharp metallic sound.

The huge shadow was getting closer and closer as if it was going to engulf her.

"Now is the time!"

The moment the shadow of the dragon reached his target, Medea shouted.

At that sound, dozens of fire arrows shot up as if tearing through the sky.

Terence's magic formula engraved on the arrowhead added explosive power, and the trajectory of fire stretched out sharply and firmly.

Crackle! Crackle!

Boom! Boom!

The arrows crossed in the air, forming a huge semicircular prison of fire that enveloped the dragon.

It was a formation that accurately predicted the flight path and habits of the evil dragon.

Kyaaaaah!

The evil dragon roared loudly, enraged at the cage that was binding him.

It breathed blue flames and flapped its wings. Its sharp talons flailed in vain.

Kuuuuuuuuu!

And at the same time, the trapped evil dragon was covered by my shadow.

My venom was turned against me.

The evil dragon roared and writhed.

The pointed eyes began to turn red, even yellow, and the scales became distorted and split.

"Ugh."

"Just hold on a little longer!"

The dragon's struggles were so intense that Terence, who was maintaining the fire prison, turned pale.

At that moment, Cesare kicked the ground.

The long, black aura he pulled out extended like a giant blade and slashed down at the evil dragon.

No, it was the moment when he was about to get hooked.

"Kyaaaaah!" 

"No way!"

The evil dragon pushed to its limit, spits out a desperate measure.

It happened at the same time that Jason jumped from a high cliff and brought his sword down on Cesare's head.

Gagagagak-!

It slid for a long time, with the blades touching the blades.

There was an eerie, grinding sound, like the scraping of rough iron chains.

"My dear brother."

Cesare raised the corners of his lips.

"What brought you here?"

But his eyes were radiating fierce anger at having his great undertaking interrupted.

"Cesare, I can't let you steal from me."

But Jason also harbored the same anger towards his opponent.

If hatred were a sword, Jason wouId have already cut off Cesare's head several times.

However, even though Jason attacked Cesare from a blind spot while he was aiming for the dragon's attack, he was unable to inflict even a slight wound on him.

Paat-!

Jason swung his sword fiercely.

The dull orange aura surrounding his sword flickered across Cesare's cheek.

A drop of blood slid down his cheek between the shallow cuts.

"What?"

This was the first time that Jason was able to use his Aura and that his swordsmanship was good enough to wound Cesare.

"Did you practice in the abyss? Your skills have improved, bro?"

Cesare raised his eyebrows.

Without even thinking about hiding the thorny mockery hanging between his lightly raised lips.

"Do not think of me as the Jason of old, you fool. How dare you seek my glory."

Jason glared at Cesare.

He didn't even seem to realize that his memories of awakening as the Emperor in his previous life and the reality were mixed up and that he referred to himself as a burden.

"You stole everything. My crown, my throne, my woman! You stole everything! If only it weren't for you! If only it weren't for you, these things would have fallen into my hands!"

Deep within Jason's red eyes, a flame of jealousy and inferiority complex flickered.

'I wonder what's different in this life.'

Perhaps, said Jason's subconscious, the source of the answer might be Cesare.

'Because you're alive. Maybe that's why she's not coming to me!'

If it weren't for you if it weren't for you...

Medea must have seen me. She would have chosen me over you!

Jason's sword surged forward again like a gust of wind.

A murky orange aura cut through the wind, drawing sharp lines as it approached.

"I guess your brain melted too." 

Bang-!

Cesare's sword shot out like lightning and struck him squarely.

"Or is this delusion getting worse?"

Sizzle-

In an instant, the two swords clashed again, and a sharp friction sound rang out.

The golden eyes revealed between the crossed swords were splendid.

"You have to keep a good watch over your mouth, brother."

I know you have a knack for making your words sound cute, but you woman.

"What if your tongue gets cut off while you're joking?"

As if he really wanted to do so, the sharp sword rushed towards Jason's face.

Contrary to Jason's wishes, even the achievements and experiences of Emperor Jason, who had awakened from all his past lives, did not seem to exert any pressure on Cesare.

"Is your lifeline really that long? Judging from how you've managed to hold out this long."

These words were nothing less than confirmation that the attacks by mutant beasts that had befallen Jason in recent days were no accident.

The veins in Jason's neck rose.

"How dare you, you bastaaard-!"

Kwaaaaah-!

In the meantime, the evil dragon, who had barely escaped the brink of death due to Jason's intervention, pulled out a desperate move.

Shadows split into many branches and burst through the gaps in the red prison.

Several evil dragons rose from the fragmented, pitch-black shadows that resembled darkness.

"What the heck, what the heck, the evil dragons have multiplied!"

She heard Gallo screaming.

'Illusion?"

Medea paused.

She have never heard of or experienced an evil dragon using illusionary magic.

The evil dragons, which had now increased to five, were so elaborate that it was difficult to distinguish them from the existing evil dragons.

The clones flapped their wings in different directions.

Shhh! Shhh!

"Watch out!"

Broken pieces and dust rained down from the sky and the earth in all directions.

The several evil dragons that escaped from the prison of fire immediately began to track down the culprits who had driven them to their deaths.

Kwaaaaah-!

The evil dragons breathed hot flames and used their sharp, thorny tails to shatter the rocks where the criminals might be hiding.

The first one was Medea, who caught the dragon's attention and led him into a trap.

Kyaaaaaaaah-!

The five clones all started chasing Medea at the same time.

Medea quickly tightened the reins, and Silva slid down the rocks of the ravine.

However, Silva's body swayed for a moment due to the sharply curved trajectory and unstable terrain.

The accelerated centrifugal force upset Medea's balance.

The moment her hands could no longer hold on and she let go of the reins, Medea was thrown straight out of Silva's hold.

The shadow of the nearest evil dragon loomed darkly over the rising dust.

"Medea!"

Jason, who was barely able to block Cesare's sword, discovered the evil dragon approaching Medea who had fallen from her horse.

Surprisingly, this time Jason was faster than Cesare, faster than anyone else.

Maybe it's because he's so desperate.

Because he wants to turn back. Because he wants to go back. Because he wants to be forgiven.

'No!'

Still, the distance was too far.

The evil dragon opened its mouth wide as if to bite Medea.

Even though it was a clone that had divided the power of the main body, it burst out with a ferocious aura that was not lacking at all.

At that moment, Jason threw himself forward.

He turned his back on Medea and blocked her path.

The clone's sharp teeth dug roughly into Jason's back.

"Ugh!"

The fangs that were supposed to burst Medea's flesh instead sunk deep into Jason's body.

They tore at his flesh and broke his bones.

"Your Highness!"

At the same time, the dragon's clone that was cut by D'Angel's sword was split in half and fell to the ground.

"Ugh-!"

Jason collapsed, spewing blood.

He looked at his old wife Medea, who was looking down at him with surprised eyes.

He forced a smile by raising the corners of his mouth, even though he was covered in blood.

"Medea, my wife. My companion..."

Shock, resentment, and hatred filled her large, clear eyes.

A variety of emotions were read.

He wished so too. Now, he wished she could read the words he had not yet been able to say in his eyes.

'Trust me, Medea. I am not who I used to be.'

Now that he has recalled all his memories, he wants to say to her.

'I will give you back all the glory you never had.'

Her children will also be raised as legitimate Princes and Princesses, not illegitimate children, and the empire will be passed on to their son Lian.

He will protect them without being swayed by God or anyone else!

The man, who had been a foolish husband and father, tried to atone for his cruel past.

As if he truly believed that doing so would erase the past in which he had driven his wife and children to their deaths.

'This time, for real, I won't betray you again.'

So give me a chance to prove it.

"This time, it will definitely... ugh... It will be different..."

In an increasingly blurry vision.

Have I ever seen green eyes so completely filled with me in this life?

At the same time, he realized it.

He missed those eyes quite a bit, no, actually, he missed them so much that he almost fainted.

Jason lost consciousness.

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