Reincarnation Of The Legendary Sword Saint-Chapter 57: Breaking Point

He turned his head, searching.

Before his gaze could reach Rowan—

Rowan lifted his hand.

"Presence—Absolute Concealment."

In an instant, his presence vanished.

His mana, his aura—everything was suppressed to nothing. It was as if he had never been there.

Moonbeam frowned.

"What...?" He scanned the room. "Where did that kid go? I sensed him just now."

A grin spread across his face.

"Hah! Looks like he ran away. After seeing this power, anyone would be afraid."

Elian lowered her head, then slowly raised it again.

Master already did enough.

He came here. He saved me.

And he’s still just a child.

Her hands were shaking.

So why am I still trembling?

Her eyes hardened.

"No," Elian said quietly. "I won’t shake anymore."

She raised her hand.

The ground beneath Moonbeam exploded.

A massive ice spike surged upward, razor-sharp, aiming straight for his body.

Moonbeam’s eyes widened.

He leapt backward, barely avoiding it as the spike shattered stone and ice alike.

"Tch—!" he hissed.

In the next instant, he burst forward, charging at Elian at terrifying speed. The ground cracked beneath his feet as he closed the distance.

He raised his fist.

Elian reacted immediately.

A thick, massive ice wall formed in front of her.

BOOM!

Moonbeam’s punch slammed into the wall, shattering it into countless shards. Using the moment, Elian leapt backward and thrust her hand forward, firing an ice spear.

The spear struck his body—

And shattered.

It couldn’t pierce his skin.

Moonbeam didn’t slow down.

"Tch."

Damn... Elian thought, retreating. His skin is too tough. I can’t pierce it.

She hadn’t used that skill yet.

The one Master used.

I can do it. I know I can... I might be able to.

She turned and ran, forming more ice spears behind her, launching them one after another. Moonbeam smashed through them easily, punching each aside as he advanced.

"Why are you running?" he sneered. "Stop running. Come here and let me kill you."

Elian raised her hand again.

Another ice wall rose—only to be destroyed seconds later.

But that was her plan.

I just need time.

She lifted both hands into the air and closed her eyes.

Visualize it.

The same way Master did it when we sparred.

Cold mana surged around her.

A massive shape began forming above her—slowly, steadily.

A giant ice spear.

She focused on every detail.

Dense. Perfect. Unbreakable.

Only the caster should be able to destroy it.

This has to pierce him.

She poured everything into it—her mana, her focus, her resolve.

The air trembled as the enormous ice spear continued to form.

Behind her—

CRACK.

Moonbeam shattered the final ice wall.

The ice began to take shape as Elian visualized it, pouring every drop of her mana into the spell—recreating the exact image Master had shown her during their one-on-one sparring.

But this time, it was different.

The ice spear was far larger.

Nearly twenty feet long and three feet wide, its surface dense and flawless, radiating deadly cold.

Just as Moonbeam lunged forward, his fist pulled back to strike—

He froze.

"What—?"

Elian thrust both hands forward.

In an instant, the giant ice spear impaled Moonbeam directly in the chest, lifting him off the ground and driving him backward at terrifying speed. His feet scraped violently against the floor as the force continued to push him.

BOOM!

His body slammed into the dungeon wall.

Elian didn’t stop.

Her hands trembled as she continued forcing mana into the spell, driving the ice spear deeper and deeper into the wall, cracks spreading across the stone.

Then—

Moonbeam’s aura exploded.

Dark mana surged violently around his body as he grabbed the ice spear with both hands.

CRACK.

Fractures spread across the spear—starting from the point of impact, racing backward like lightning.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

Then—

SHATTER.

The massive ice spear broke apart completely, exploding into countless shards that fell to the ground.

Elian’s face drained of color.

"...Impossible," she whispered. "I poured everything into it... all my mana..."

No one spoke.

Moonbeam stepped out from the dust and broken ice, rolling his shoulders slowly.

"I felt that," he said calmly. "That one actually hurt."

He lifted his gaze to Elian, eyes burning.

"You’ve caused me far too much trouble."

A slow, dangerous smile formed on his face.

"And it seems... I underestimated you."

Moonbeam ran toward Elian at terrifying speed, his fist pulled back to strike. She ducked, countering with a punch to his stomach—but it barely fazed him.

Frustration flashed across her face. "I used everything... I poured all my mana into that attack... and it still wasn’t enough!" she thought.

Moonbeam closed the distance between them in an instant.

"How the hell are you even thinking in the middle of a battle? Die already!" he roared.

Before Elian could dodge, his punch connected with her chest, sending her flying. She slammed against the dungeon wall, the impact rattling her bones.

He didn’t pause. Moonbeam sprinted toward her, scooping her up mid-air. When he slammed her down again, she hit the wall hard, nearly crumpling beneath the force.

Slowly, she staggered to her feet. Moonbeam was already on her, grabbing her by her maid outfit and raining down blows on her face.

He kept throwing punches.

Bam.

Bam.

Bam.

Bam.

Bam.

Bam.

Each blow smashed into Elian’s face until blood spilled from her mouth. Finally, Moonbeam stopped and stepped back. Her body gave in, collapsing onto the cold dungeon floor.

She weakly lifted her gaze, staring up at Moonbeam.

Then he raised his leg.

Imbesudah.

Imbesudah.

Imbesudah.

He stomped her face again and again. Pain tore through her senses, yet her thoughts were strangely calm.

So this is it...

But at least... I wasn’t a coward.

She had fought. She hadn’t run this time.

In the end, I’ll finally reunite with my friends in the afterlife.

Her vision blurred as she slowly closed her eyes.

Master... thank you for everything. I hope you’re safe.

At that moment—

A violent gust tore through the dungeon.

Rowan moved.

In an instant, he appeared above Moonbeam, his fist drawn back.

BAM!

His punch slammed straight into Moonbeam’s head, sending him flying across the dungeon and crashing hard into the wall.