163. Enoch Războinic
Satan’s nails collided with Heineken’s spear blades.
Kaang-!
Pushing each other’s weapons, the two glared at each other with bloody eyes from close range.
“Haap!”
Heineken swung his spear with a spirit and cut off his fingernails. Eventually, his new model increased to three. No, it seemed to have increased. It was the majesty of the agility stat that entered the realm of level 9.
The three Heinekens thrust their spears at the same time. The sharp spear tips that seemed to be vibrating at first glance erupted again, increasing each to three. The nine spear blades all harbored the wind of returning to heaven.
In an instant, the speed of Heineken aiming at the commander’s head reached the highest on the continent.
However, the opponent is the demon king who has lived for thousands of years. His combat experience was comparable to that of Enoch.
The fleeting moment that divides one second into countless small pieces, the moment when the nine spear blades of the white tiger pierce through. Satan’s pupils were split into four and five, respectively, and moved bizarrely.
The eyeballs looked at different places as if they were alive. Each of those focal points accurately focused on each different changgeuk.
Satan held out both large demonic hands. Soon, tough black skin wriggled from its surface and sprouted like branches.
Dark skin like the branches of a tree sprouted profusely. The fierce nine spears were caught between them and stopped.
Chae Chae Chae Chae-
Heineken pulled the spear.
Kwak-
‘Do not fall.’
Heineken, who confirmed this, threw away the spear without hesitation and stepped back, widening the distance. Before he knew it, both hands were clutching the two spears he had pulled from his back.
The two spear handles swung at an invisible speed.
However, Satan calmly dodged, blocked, and spilled all of Heineken’s attacks despite the speed and jungle.
The two beings roared ferociously as they exchanged attacks that exceeded the speed of sound.
Heh heh heh-!!
Kyaagh-!!
The confrontation between the tiger and the devil is Dragon and Tiger Sangbak (龍虎相搏). It was dead-end.
Meanwhile, Lilith had a lot of trouble dealing with Brudet.
“Oh, no!”
Brudet calmly countered, grasping the trajectory of the whip with her domain. In addition, Lilith’s main skill, mental attack, had little effect.
He is over 100 years old and has a wealth of experience in fielding corps. Above all, the basic spirit of the Busker type, the clear water index, did not leave any gaps in the mental attack. For Lilith, he was the second worst opponent after Doyoon.
However, it was difficult to close the distance and there was no progress.
‘He’s not even his real son, so he’s the same as that skeleton!’
It felt like facing Busker outside the holy stone barrier.
Dokgo Moo-yeong and Ray blocked the imp army with their soldiers. Of course, those two were not enough to stop Suman Imp.
For this reason, the Lion King had to support the Imp side while being wary of Oz. It was a melee with allied soldiers, so it was only possible for him, who had excellent mana control, not ordinary magicians.
Tick-tack…
Oz, who confirmed this, knew that he had to create a variable.
His staff moved Mana. The Lion King did not notice this. It was not difficult for the great wizard Imoogi to cheat that much.
The Lion King, who was a little over 40 at most, was far behind the thousands-year-old Imoogi in experience.
[Illusion]
A chant sounded, and hundreds of Oz appeared here and there in the empty space of the battlefield.
The Lion King widened his eyes and moved his head briskly, but he couldn’t find the real Oz. Each clone had the same mana pattern as Oz.
Of course, it didn’t end there.
[modify spatial coordinates]
[Magic Transfer]
[Million Casting]
Soon, each of the hundreds of Oz began pouring bombardment upon the battlefield.
With [Million Casting], the number of magics corresponding to the number of clones is calculated at the same time. And [Magic Transition] and [Spatial Coordinate Correction] moved the source of magic to the location of each of the clones, creating an illusion as if the clones were using magic.
It was a miracle that no magician on the coalition side could even dare to think of, reminiscent of his trustworthiness.
Kwak Kwah Kwak-
Pew! Do not fall out-
Hwareuk-
“Mi, what the hell is this!”
“Haagh!”
Variety of bombardments rained down on the battlefield. The power was relatively low as it was a simultaneous casting of hundreds, but it was enough to burst the soldiers and hinder Brudet and Heineken from dealing with the corps commander.
“Huh-!”
Heineken swung the wind wide, knocking off the spells directed at him. It’s just not a large-scale magic, but since it’s the corps commander’s magic, the power wasn’t negligible.
The moment Heineken opened a gap, Satan’s eyes shone.
The black skin that had extended to parts of her chest and neck instantly covered her entire body. His new form rushed in quickly, leaving a long afterimage.
[Spirit Run]
“Wow!?”
Heineken, who showed a gap in blocking magic, could not avoid it, and Satan’s translucent body passed through him.
“Cuck!”
Heineken clutched his chest and neck in agony. A terrible curse overtook him.
The anti-demon armor was charred and corroded. The armor received a large part of the curse and preserved his life, but he could not avoid the great damage. As a human, his strength stat was low, so he had no way to resist the curse.
Then, Lilith, who was fighting Brudet, caught it and emitted purple eye light from her eyes.
Heineken, who was even subjected to a mental attack by Lilith, lost consciousness and lay down.
Even Heineken of the dragon and tiger had no choice but to disappear in vain in the connection of the three veteran corps commanders.
However, Satan did not finish Heineken and ran straight to Doyoon. His black body soon returned to its original state, as if it could not be maintained for a long time in the Holy Stone.
‘I have to kill now!’
Han Do-yoon is so exhausted that he cannot fight. It must be killed before it recovers, or before it leaves the battlefield. The purpose of this war was only that.
Brudet, who confirmed this, screamed.
“no!”
He tried to run at Satan, but Lilith’s whip stopped him.
Satan gave orders to the imps. Likewise, imps disregarded their lives and clung to Ray and Dokgo Moo-young, who were heading towards him.
“Oh, Mr….!”
“no! Run away!!”
Ignoring Dokgo Moo-young’s old and weak screams, Satan reached out his hand. His nails aimed at Doyoon’s neck.
“This time my…”
As if projecting an enemy from 100 years ago onto the apostle in front of him, he shouted, pouring out his pent-up emotions.
“Victory!”
Black claws erected like awl pierce Doyoon’s uvula.
However, contrary to Satan’s expectations, Doyoon’s sword line was still sharp.
[Buske’s style of swordsmanship – counter-attack]
aang-!
The tip of Doyoon’s sword faced the tip of Satan’s fingernail.
Satan opened his eyes and questioned.
‘how…!’
If you’re that tired, there’s no way you’ll be able to move like this…
“Have you forgotten who I am?”
“…!”
He is the pinnacle of technology. The indomitable warrior Enoch Roosevolnik.
Pain, fatigue, etc., cannot limit him. Enoch’s will allows him to wield the sword to the brink of death, no matter what his condition.
In addition, the extreme mana control technique, Local Acceleration Control (局所加速制御), derives sufficient efficiency with just a handful of mana.
He couldn’t use only large skills that consumed mana, but he had no difficulties in interpersonal combat.
It was Satan’s failure to not fight, considering Doyoon to be Enoch due to the last bit of doubt.
“No matter how tired I am, I won’t be able to cut your throat, kid.”
“…!”
Satan’s eyes widened as if they would tear at the insult he heard again after 100 years.
[Războinic’s style of swordsmanship – character cutting]
Cacan!
The distance between the two widened.
Satan blocked Doyoon’s attack as if he was used to it. However, at that familiarity and the recent derogation, his eyes shook greatly, reflecting the complex state of mind.
thump, thump.
The groaning and heartbeat grew stronger.
“You… really…”
His reason clouded by anxiety, he brought out his inner thoughts as if possessed.
“A rouge ball… or…?”
Doyoon didn’t answer.
He just smiled as he raised his sword towards him.
It was the kind of rouge ballistic preparation that Satan was all too familiar with.
That smile and posture were enough to instill confidence in Satan’s trembling doubts.
thud.
My heart was beating like it would explode.
‘Loose Volnik.’
Satan’s body reacted instinctively to the fear and anger that had been deeply imprinted in his bones.
“Heo-euk… hee-euk…”
I’m getting short of breath. His eyes were stained black, and black skin covered his whole body. Bizarre thorns sprouted from the demon’s hand.
As if he couldn’t contain his emotions, he covered my face with two large demonic hands and scraped them away.
“Queueuuuuuuuuuuuuu-”
Black blood flowed, and a strange sound leaked out.
The small, handsome boy was no longer there. A hideous and grotesque, psychopathic demon that exudes evil spirits, curses, and negative emotions from its entire body.
Only literal Satan existed.
There are no more doubts. nothing matters anymore
The disaster of the demon king army existed in front of me.
Even if all of the corps commanders are annihilated here.
“Rouge Ball Nii Iik-!!”
kill.
Satan screamed in a fit and charged.