Chapter 357 (1/2)

“Kuhuhu. I told you to use flames, but you are coming at me with wind. Your spirit isn’t bad!”

No, I never said I would stick with the wind. I just attacked reflexively because he ran to kill me.

“Yes. Let’s see if you can put out my flames with that wind!”

The next moment, Balak’s counterattacks followed indiscriminately. Balak was a powerful talent who recently became a corps commander. The stabbing attacks containing blue flames around his sharp claws were truly dazzling.

“Really. You are a tricky guy!”

I reached out once more to grab the air. I grabbed the wall of wind and twisted it as if tearing it. The crack in front of me seemed to distort and then explode. Something sharp was fired along with a loud sound. It was similar to the whirlwind of the Storm Spear that Kerenos had used in the past. I had no spear right now so I could only fire it by hand.

Aiolos saw this and smiled while raising an eyebrow like it was interesting. [Hoh.]

There was a sharp sound that seemed to tear the air and the small whirlwind struck Balak. The black desert sand below was sucked up and a black whirlwind appeared.

“Uhahaha! Good. This is enough to give me a taste of fighting!”

Balak just laughed cheerfully and summoned a huge two-handed axe. He let out a fierce roar and slammed it down with all his might. The black whirlwind split in half and exploded. After the explosion, black dust was scattered.

“Uhaha. Attack more!”

It was Balal’s cruel laughter that was heard. There was a cool aura around him. Balak’s eyes shone and he charged at an incredible speed. I also moved using the path of the wind to widen the distance. I flew in the air using the Flying Kick Technique and dodged it. It happened as the exchange between Balak and I kept continuing...

Aiolos approached me while clicking his tongue. He had his arms crossed and shook his head with an arrogant expression.

[You are spending so long trying to beat him.]

“Damn. What do you want me to do?!”

Balak’s blue flames came from above and I quickly escaped. In an instant, the black sand where I was standing melted into blue lava.

[...Hah, I don’t know what happened, but you might be so weak now because my daughter ate the 500 year old Aiolia. As the child’s biological father, I should give some help.]

I quickly shouted at Aiolos who was following me, “I don’t know what you’re saying, but if you can help me, then do it soon!”

[It is simple advice. You are only attacking using the power of wind in your heart. In this way, there will be restrictions on the winds that can be collected.]

“So what?!”

[Where do you think the wind exists?]

“......?”

[You don’t seem to understand. It is literally as I said. Where do you think the wind is? What is the definition of wind?]

I seriously pondered on his words.

“Where is wind? What is wind?”

I used the wind again and distanced myself from Balak. Aiolos opened his mouth again, [Is there something called wind and it blows, or is there something that blows and after that, we called it the wind? What one do you think is more like the wind?] I once again barely escaped Balak’s offensive and thought about it before finding an answer. “It is the latter!”

[Why?]

“Because what blows is called the wind! In the first place, the definition of wind exists and it doesn’t make sense to blow.”

[Right. So does the wind magic power blow or does it not blow?]

“...It doesn’t blow. Ah!”

Only then did I get some enlightenment. It was a very profound enlightenment.

[You have glimpsed the true essence of the wind.]

[You can feel the wind around you more sensitively.]

[You are on the verge of creating the wind as you think.]

Instead of running away, I closed my eyes and breathed deeply while feeling the remnants of the wind. I scattered the energy of the wind in my heart out of my body and slowly opened my eyes. Now I had no wind energy left in my body.

”Kuahaha! Have you given up? Good. I’ll break your soul to pieces!”

It happened as Balak’s axe was falling toward my head...

“T-This...!”

Balak was flustered. The axe he was lowering was thrown back by the wind. He didn’t know how powerful the force was, but the wrist that Balak used to hold the axe was burning with pain. His axe fell into the distance with a thump.

“Wind Flying Kick Technique.”

I slowly moved my feet. Once I stopped dancing in the wind with my strange footwork, dozens of wind awls that distorted the space gathered in a spiral and made a deafening sound as they shot toward Balak.

“Blade Wind, open.”

Dozens of sharp typhoons flew immediately. The ear-breaking sound continued several times and the wind that seemed to tear apart everything struck Balak. I was flying together with the wind.