160. Enoch Războinic
“Yes, Satan! sooner! He’s coming!”
“Oh, this bastard is so ugly! It’s shaking, so shut up!”
Instead of speeding up, Satan called in the imps.
Kireuek-!
Kyaaaagh!
Nearby imps quickly rushed over and occupied the back and sides of Do-yoon, who was chasing Satan.
They opened their mouths wide and cackled at Doyoon. Doyoon clicked his tongue, realizing that he was greatly troubled.
‘If you chase me too long, I’ll be isolated on the battlefield. Just stopping for a moment to shake off these things would leave you far behind…’
He gritted his teeth as he watched Lancelot walk away.
‘As expected, I have to take the risk of dying…’
At that time, something happened around Doyoon.
squeak-
‘yes?’
The heads of the imps who were running after him began to fly off all at once.
Satan cried out in bewilderment at the unknown situation.
“What, what!?”
It was a completely unexpected situation for him and Doyoon.
Doyoon glanced at the cross section of the flying imp’s neck. A shadow lurked in the cross section.
‘Luna.’
Luna, who was hiding and watching Doyoon, was decapitating the imps.
The imps did not even dare to recognize the blade that the daughter of the god of death wielded while hiding in the dark. He tilted his head as his colleagues’ necks flew away for no reason, and he ended his life in an instant without a word of death.
Doyoon smiled and ran faster.
“There’s really no fucking way! Hey, Oz!”
Satan had no choice but to throw Lancelot towards the rear where Oz was. After confirming that Lancelot was floating in Oz’s spirit movement magic, he turned around and stopped Doyun.
Beneath Satan’s elbow, the black demon’s hand grew exponentially.
Despite the appearance of a handsome boy, Satan possesses gigantic demonic hands. He wrapped his sharp claws around Magi and scraped them towards Doyoon.
“Look around, you poor bastard!”
Doyoon, who was about to draw the sword, was startled. I felt a sharp whip coming from behind.
surrounded from front to back. If you stop here to block the two attacks, you have no choice but to start a battle and miss Lancelot.
However, Doyoon made a bold decision without a moment’s thought.
I lowered my gaze. Between his collarbones, the jewels on his necklace fluttered. It was a necklace worn by a little friend, a familiar who had been with him on his return.
Doyoon continued running without slowing down at all.
Until the moment the whip wrapped around his neck and his nails dug into the top of his head, Doyoon only stared at the attacks clearly.
“Got it!”
“Kyaagh-!”
The moment the two attacks slaughter the body, on the brink of death.
‘Neck, top of the head.’
After confirming the exact score, Doyoon trusted his friend and closed his eyes.
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“Look around, you poor bastard!”
Satan’s repeated cry. Doyoon opened his eyes and confirmed that he would not die.
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Just before the whip was wrapped around his neck and his nails were about to slaughter his body, Doyoon moved his body.
“Caught… Huh?”
The whip was caught in Doyoon’s hand.
Lilith’s whip skill that creates countless anomalies. Even if Enoch tried to avoid and block it, he never caught it.
But for the first time, someone caught her whip.
At the same time, Doyoon turned and passed through the claws of Satan’s huge demon hand.
His back and chest were scratched and blood splattered, and it was a narrow evasion of a piece of paper.
The attack was clearly on the verge of reaching the neck and top of the head. Lilith and Satan were stunned at that absurd movement and thought at the same time.
‘Future vision?’
It was like looking into the future.
As Doyoon pulled Lilith’s whip to adjust it, Satan’s claws severed her whip.
“uh?”
After avoiding the attacks of the two corps commanders, Doyoon quickly spewed beriberi from his feet and passed Satan.
“crazy!”
Satan belatedly scratched the rear with his nails, but it was far from chasing Doyoon’s momentary acceleration.
A breathless chase that took place in the blink of an eye, leaving two corps commanders behind. The allied forces and warriors on the wall stared at it for a while, stunned.
Soon Heineken came to his aid, but was unable to move due to the imps standing in his way, risking his life. It was Satan’s work.
“Oh, tough guys!”
He wielded the wind all the time, and all he could do was eliminate the imps along with the allied forces.
Do-yoon chased Lancelot, who was flying towards Oz.
“Lancelot!!”
he shouted, not hiding his anger.
“I will kill you no matter what!”
“Hey, what do you do with that crazy bastard!”
Doyoon’s eyes, filled with determination, turned golden.
Lilith and Satan, who confirmed this at close range while chasing him, were startled.
‘Those eyes?’
100 years ago. A man who gave them an overwhelming sense of helplessness and fear, even though he became the most evil being called the commander of the corps.
It was the same with those eyes that I could never forget.
Rouge Ballnik style, unique evasion technique, light sword. Crucially, the same emotional reaction and mana color as himself.
It was too strange to be seen as a mere successor.
It’s an absolutely impossible scenario, but their senses were feeling a strong sense of déjà vu.
‘no way…?’
Do-yoon, who had narrowed the distance considerably, pulled out his sword and was about to throw a hyeonsword, but suddenly turned his head somewhere.
“…!”
Around Oz, who stared at Doyoon with purple eyes shining, a huge demonic energy was swirling around.
Do-yoon was also familiar with Oz. I know his capabilities well.
Therefore, Doyoon, who watched the two great magics he performed earlier, judged that Oz would not be active for the time being based on his past experience.
However, he overlooked Oz’s growth.
Among the corps commanders, if you had to choose the most difficult being next to the Reaper, it would definitely be Oz.
On the battlefield, there is nothing more terrifying than an unhindered mage. Oz, who finished the analysis with his brilliant brain, prepared a magic that Do-yoon could never counter.
It was a wide-range fixed strike magic that could not be helped by future vision, Rouge Volnik’s evasion technique, or light swordsmanship.
[Abyss]
The bigamy chant sounded, and the darkness formed a large dome in the shape of a hemisphere, enveloping Doyoon.
Do-yoon was trapped in the darkness without a chance to use his hands. Soon, the dome rapidly contracted towards the center.
There was nothing in the place where the dome contracted and swept away. It was the highest level of dark magic that definitively annihilated the existence inside.
A place where death is confirmed in the darkness that tightens all around.
But there, Doyoon’s eyes shone. 200 years of accumulated combat experience moved his body.
Doyoon recalled the inspiration planted by two absolute powerhouses, Tiamat and Lion King.
[If magic is ‘painting’, breath is ‘paint’ in a bucket.]
[Defensive magic, offensive magic, and magic resistance are all useless in front of a breath.]
[The union will survive-!!]
The mana management of breath shown by Tia and the enormous control of mana shown by Lion King.
When he opened his mouth, a huge amount of pure mana flowed into his mouth.
However.
‘…no.’
Doyoon still felt that he could not fire his breath. It was the limitation of oral structure, not mana control.
But there is no time to despair, no time to worry. At the moment of crisis, Doyoon’s old fighting sense went straight to the answer.
gulp-
He swallowed the breath’s mana.
Indeed, a mouth-watering amount of mana descended down his neck and immediately hit his chest.
cooong-
“!!”
Enduring the pain that almost stopped his heart for a moment, he gritted his teeth and moved his breath mana.
The destination is the channel of mana release that Doyoon is most familiar with and has used countless times.
Right, it was a sword.
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Seeing Oz’s performance, Satan stopped pursuing and shouted in joy.
“nice! Shit, this is it!”
“Ball of Oz! Good, so wonderful!”
Oz, who had been praised by Satan and Lancelot, clapped his hands as if he had regressed, and clattered his snout bones in delight. Even in his own eyes, it was truly perfect magic.
It is a powerful enemy that the four commanders worked together to catch, and even drove one to the brink of death in the process.
Moreover, his true identity is the successor to Roosevolnik.
Even though it was a war where the entry cost of four corps commanders was consumed, the loss was more than enough to make up for by killing one of them.
However, Lilith couldn’t take her eyes off the ever-contracting dome of darkness, wondering what was so unsettling.
‘…What was he doing?’
His death is certain. However, he was a very unpleasant man from his very existence.
‘Was he really the right heir?’
I couldn’t forget the voice that called me a whore and the golden eyes.
I didn’t see it wrong. It was obviously exactly the same as the man’s from 100 years ago.
‘why…’
what was the identity
The time when Lilith regretted not being able to capture and interrogate her.
Hwaaak-
A light shot through the center of the dome of darkness.
“…!?”
“uh?”
“Oh no!”
A large-scale fixed strike magic of the dark attribute [Abyss]. Centered around the rising light, the darkness was gradually dissipating.
Oz, who had stopped clapping his hands, stiffened his body and stared at him with a straight face, completely erasing any infantile regressive features.
“that…!”
The Imoogi, Oz, who has studied magic for thousands of years in order to transcend dragons.
He was well aware of the identity of that formidable energy.
A special move unique to dragons that he can never overcome due to his birth limitations. The nemesis of all magic in existence.
“Breath…s…!”
As the pillar of light reached the sky, the clouds turned violent.
Soon, the dome of darkness completely disappeared, and Doyoon appeared with a sword of light that extended to the sky.
he shouted in anger.
“Lancelot-!!”
“!!”
In front of that intense momentum and blood, Lancelot was able to intuit his own death.
He met his golden eyes and recalled the same moment of death 100 years ago.
“Ahh…!”
that eye
okay. I remembered.
Even then, the owner of that eye, filled with anger that Lancelot had killed his comrade, had attacked him like a demon.
Apostle Doyoon Han, he shouted the same as he did 100 years ago.
“You bastard… I will definitely kill you-!!!”
Doyoon lowered his sword towards Lancelot.
A dragon’s special move that transcends the dragon, the mother of mana, and overcomes even the physical limitations and unfolds it in a human body.
[Brandish]
The light that connected heaven and earth split the world and rushed toward Lancelot.
A man who gives himself the second death following 100 years ago.
“Yes… He…”
Lancelot’s last dying words directed at him rang throughout the battlefield.
“Enoch Roosevolnik-!!!”
Quaa-
The death knight who returned from the underworld, Lancelot, the commander of the corps.
In the great battle of Muspelheim, he was slain again by the great hero Enoch Roosevolnik.
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The Lion King looked up at the sky, forgetting even the dignity of a king.
“…Oh My God.”
His exclamation even represented the feelings of the generals who looked at the same place with their mouths open.
The clouds and the sky parted.
I lowered my head. So was the land.
The starting point of the crack, like a miracle in mythology. There, only one human standing there, not the next one.
The Lion King, whose eyes met him, murmured Lancelot’s last words of death that echoed the battlefield without even realizing it.
“Enoch… Roosevolnik…?”
Everyone looked at Han Do-yoon, remembering the same name.
Meanwhile, Doyoon looked at a small lump of light rising from Lancelot’s corpse.
he could feel It was a fragment of Busker’s soul.
Doyoon lowered his sword.
“…Now, rest in peace.”
To a friend who was leaving somewhere, Enoch recited his last goodbye.
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In the midst of a war that staked the fate of the Union in Muspelheim.
In the middle of the demonic realm, a huge room in an old mansion. A single coffin was placed in the middle.
Inside the dark coffin, the eyes glowed in the deep eye sockets of the enshrined white bones.
“…”
Due to the skeleton’s presence, the coffin and its surroundings froze shallowly.