Episode 71 – Demon Lord?
71. Magyeong?
“Huu…Huu….”
Fenrir’s entire body was drenched in blood.
Kwasik!
As his back twisted, the blood donor’s head was once again split in two.
A mixture of skull, brain, blood, and brain fluid splashed onto Fenrir’s face.
“hehehe!”
It seems like he is very happy about it.
Fenrir let out a pleasant laugh.
There was no such thing as the blind, crazy look that he always showed.
His true self was a butcher who was crazy about blood and slaughter.
Kwasik! Kwasik! Quad deuk!
The ax in his hand jumped around as if possessed.
Every time the silver light flashed, the enemy’s new model was torn in two.
The dismembered bodies piled up like a mountain at his feet.
It is truly a terrifying and cruel sight.
Nevertheless, the enemies continued to attack.
They didn’t know fear, and it seemed like they couldn’t feel fear at all.
No matter how horribly our allies die.
Rather, as if that moment was an opportunity, he opened his eyes and lashed out with his fingernails.
“hehehehe!”
That made Fenrir even more crazy.
The more red your vision becomes.
The more warm blood is sprayed on the body.
The more the taste that comes from the axe continues.
Fenrir’s mind became increasingly foggy.
He turned into a beast and continued his frenzied slaughter.
Even if there were large stab wounds on his own body.
Even if the crew members die next to you.
I didn’t pay any attention and just kept hitting the axe repeatedly.
Forgetting his original purpose, which was to thwart the enemy’s plans.
“Captain! Leader! Oh, f*ck! “It’s like that again!”
“K-hahahaha!”
Before you know it.
The woman’s screams from their area were cut off.
* · * *
“Amy, f*ck!”
Freesa, the member of the Mukwol Team in charge of Team 5, swore.
“f*ck, there are so many!”
Her seven crew members who were with her were breathing heavily.
Around them, drooling blood donors swarmed like a flock of crows flocking to a corpse.
There were too many.
Their strength and speed were abnormally strong.
Even if it was cut off below the waist and flew away, there was even a madness in which it used its upper body to crawl away, dragging out its internal organs.
“Guys, don’t you think it’s already too late?”
When Prisa hinted, the group members all nodded.
I really tried my best.
The mission itself seemed to have failed.
While they were fighting, there was no time left to kill even one person.
“······Plague.”
Prisa thought.
Even if I survive here.
I don’t think the Great Lord will leave them alone.
* · * *
Kurrr!
The ground is shaking.
A turquoise sword was scattered above him.
The humans covered in white robes turned red and fainted.
She was a half-elf woman who jumped out through the open path.
Her blood donation members ran to both sides of her to catch her.
Chaaa!
Riel cut down with her single sword as if shaking off the men aiming for her side.
Then, the enemy blocking her eyes finally disappeared.
Only those following from behind remain.
The siege was finally broken.
But that didn’t stop it.
She immediately got on her feet and ran into the alleyway to her left.
However, the efforts were not rewarded.
“······Damn it.”
Riel’s face was horribly distorted.
The knife mark on the cheek depicts a curve.
At the end of the alley are three blood donors.
And in the middle of it all, there was a piece of meat whose original shape was unrecognizable.
Chaaa!
Nervously swinging his sword, Riel muttered as if he was chewing.
“I failed.”
* · * *
“hahahaha. Really.”
Unlike her mouth, Hera’s eyes were not smiling.
“Why are you making it so boring?”
“······.”
Belger was silent.
Wood clack!
A strangely twisted mass of flesh rose from the cross section of his severed arm.
It was a shape that did not even halfway match the shape of a circle.
But it seems like that is enough.
Belger reluctantly lifted the sword with his battered hands.
Pazuzuzu-
What is wrapped around the sword blade is not a sword, but only pottery.
I was able to clearly see that his stamina was exhausted.
“Hmm~.”
Hera’s eyes twinkled deeply.
Belger was strong and persistent.
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Holding out against her, her master, enough to bide her time.
He was a representative example of how powerful demons can be if they learn martial arts.
They are already people who chew on humans with their innate physical ability.
If those guys learned martial arts, it would be like giving wings to a tiger.
Of course.
That’s right, Belger’s level is at the level of expert level in human terms.
The gap between Master and Expert was world wide.
‘That medicine.’
The effect of the black pills he poured into his mouth before the battle was amazing.
Strength, agility, reaction speed, regenerative power, magical energy…
Beyond unleashing its full potential, it seemed to burn up even its vitality and lifespan.
They even insist on a war of attrition that utilizes their outstanding regenerative power, which allows limbs to grow back in seconds even if they are cut off.
No matter how much Hera did, it would have been difficult to kill a guy like that with just a few slashes.
As a result.
“Ha, oh my. “I’m embarrassed in front of my younger brother.”
Hera also failed to defend her territory.
While they were fighting, they were unable to stop the killing spree from three directions.
To be exact, the two were destroyed by using force when an opening occurred.
I couldn’t catch the last one.
“It’s the end.”
Belger cried out as his blood poured out.
Hera could not bear to refute.
I couldn’t expect the crew to succeed when I myself failed.
Leon was working hard to catch the strange beast.
Hera gathered her energy and asked.
“What on earth are you trying to do with your soul? “Do you want to become a devil?”
“Nonsense… “The devil cannot be like this.”
“Then what is it?”
Belgere’s eyes brightened.
“Check for yourself. “It’s just been completed.”
Next moment.
—Duung!
A sound as if the earth was pulsating.
Kuh-dudddddddddddd!
The ground began to tremble as if an earthquake had occurred.
However.
“······! “What is this!”
For some reason.
Belger let out an expression of astonishment.
Confusion filled his wide eyes as if they were about to be torn apart.
* · * *
The citizens of Freeville heard.
A clear voice that resonates the world.
The name is Leon Crusip.
A declaration that the hordes of evil will be punished.
An order to come out and not hide, to come out and run away.
This is what the citizens who came out saw.
The heavens and earth flicker with brilliant blue light.
A boy flying through the sky holding a sword engulfed in dazzling flames.
The appearance of an ugly monster that is continually defeated by that boy.
An electrifying sight of rain, clouds, lightning, wind, the sky and space moving with a sword.
In the end, it was shattered by the boy’s sword, and the remains of the monster fell from the clock tower.
Citizens felt it.
The fear that was depleting my mind suddenly disappeared.
Joy, excitement, joy, and emotion filled that space without any gaps.
I find myself passionate about the savior standing majestically on top of the tower.
* · * *
Atop the clock tower, where you can see a panoramic view of the city.
Due to the aftermath of the Jecheon Sword Act, all the dark clouds were pushed away, revealing a clear night sky.
In the city below, people were cheering in unison.
Cheers rang in my ears like background music.
In the middle of such a situation.
“I think I’m screwed.”
Leon muttered, brushing back his wet bangs.
“Time dragged on too much.”
A communication device that is still missing.
The powerful energy waves presumed to be the result of Hera’s battle were still erupting intermittently.
Paging-.
Aria leaped through space and joined Leon.
“Master.”
Leon knew what she was saying just by hearing her tone of voice.
“It’s completed.”
“Yes. Any minute now-“
—Duung!
Kuh-dudddddddddddd!
The ground beneath the city trembled slightly.
It was immediately after that that Leon felt an ominous energy rising in the area.
If you connect the energy welling up here and there, a huge magic circle will definitely be drawn.
Gooooo!
The evil energy grew rapidly.
A dark red light began to vaguely hover in the air.
A bitter, burnt smell was wafted along with the strong wind.
“······.”
Leon looked at the citizens below with sunken eyes.
Bewildered by the sudden phenomenon.
They will soon have their souls ripped out and only their empty bodies will remain.
However.
“······?”
Even though quite a bit of time has passed.
None of those outside collapsed.
There wasn’t even a sign of stumbling.
“I told you.”
Aria opened her mouth.
“Fear is the most important medium.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes. People who lost their fear were not targeted. “It’s thanks to the owner.”
“······.”
Leon’s expression changed strangely.
Aria added, catching a glimpse of his face.
“But… Those who are not like that….”
Leon turned his gaze and strengthened his eyes with mana.
Shapes like whitish smoke were rising from various places.
Most of the shapes leaked from inside buildings and houses.
It was a soul.
People who did not move even after hearing Leon’s voice.
People who couldn’t shake off their fear.
Those people are undoubtedly targeted and sacrificed to the magic circle.
The number was roughly five hundred.
The soul extracted in that way flew through the air and was concentrated into one point.
“······What are you trying to do with that?”
The center of the city, to be exact, a corner of the square.
Bad! Pazuz- Pajik!
The gathered souls began to disappear with black sparks flying.
Leon felt that an enormous power was concentrated there.
Not a simple physical force, but a force of another dimension that distorts and twists the world.
It’s like offering up those souls as a sacrifice.
As if trying to call out something.
Leon frowned.
“Can’t we stop that?”
“······It’s already too late.”
Soon after.
Kwajijijijijik-!
A crack appeared in the air.
The space split and split apart.
Dimension and dimension.
Connected.
“······!”
Leon’s eyes immediately widened.
A murmur of disbelief escaped from between parted lips.
“Magyeong······?”