189. total war
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An unknown liquid that filled the eggs. In it, Satan was curled up like a fetus. He had his eyes closed as if he was sleeping.
Al received a constant supply of demonic energy from the outside. An enormous amount of demonic energy flowed into the egg, and Satan’s body sucked it in as if possessed. absorbed power. His body gradually changed.
In order to level up intensively, he fell into a sleepy state and wandered through his unconscious as if he were dreaming.
In his inner world, where all senses and reason were blocked, only nature and emotions existed.
Memories include emotions. Satan recalled the memory.
Curiously, the most intense memories of his life, which has been lived for thousands of years, all happened within 200 years. Right away, it was the memories caused by rouge ballnik.
Memories of being defeated numerous times by him with overwhelming force. The memory of not being able to protect the precious Demon King. Memories of having my body hacked up and even having my eyeballs pulled out.
Hate and anger swirled in my unconscious. Even though he was unconscious, he let out a menacing noise, baring his fangs in a grotesque array of teeth.
“Krrrrrr…”
In the subconscious, where only the feelings of hatred and the nature of killing were left, the will to kill a man flared up.
At the same time, the will to protect the precious person who has already been lost once also burned together.
The power of such a will caused Satan to cause a change.
The Demon King, who was watching this, was amazed.
[…More than I thought.]
An egg that shines brightly in purple. When she touched the surface, demonic energy was being pulled out.
Inside the egg she was looking at, there was Satan, who had grown so big that he filled the egg, leaving only the shape of a hideous monster with the appearance of a handsome boy gone.
Satan’s body was still sucking in demonic energy and growing in real time.
Unusually, the Demon King directly injected her vast amount of magic energy into Satan.
Originally, intensive leveling up is not done in this way. Because no mortal can withstand her power.
However, the demon king decided to consume Satan as a one-time horse for this war. Because of this, he directly injected his power into him even though he was aware of his self-destruction. Achieve the purpose of consuming Rouge Volnik’s power and destroy yourself fiercely. Of course, Satan also accepted it.
However, Satan showed her an unexpected change.
[I never thought it would last like this.]
It was an amount of power that would not have been strange if it exploded and disappeared immediately, but Satan was still growing stronger without knowing the end.
how far is it possible It has been a long time since the calculated limit has been broken. Even so, Satan did not feel even a sign of collapse. The Demon King continued injecting power.
[If this is the case…]
Perhaps, instead of her having difficulty maneuvering due to the rules, he might have accomplished the feat of killing a hero.
Originally, it was a family that was not even expected, but now Satan was playing a role beyond imagination.
His will was creating miracles in order to follow the command of the great Demon King.
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It’s a bad habit-!!
Doyoon got up from the bed he was sitting on and put on his clothes.
He pulled it out like pulling a cloak out of subspace. A handsome dark gray cloak fluttered and landed on his shoulder.
He stretched out his arms and put his hands through the openings on both sides of the air. In his hand, which came out of the hole, was filled with black gauntlets with a black sheen.
Clack, clap!
The thick gauntlet shrunk to fit his hand with a metallic sound.
Out of the twelve spears in the subspace, four were pulled out and tied to the back. A sword sheath was tied around her waist.
Doyoon, who was fully armed with all the best items, took a step forward. he said sternly.
“let’s go.”
“Yes.”
Dokgo Moo-yeong, with a calm expression, followed him and left the room.
“Prepare for battle-!”
“Move quickly!”
“The cavalry this way!”
When he went outside, numerous soldiers were preparing for battle while moving noisily. Doyeon walked in between them.
Before going out to the battlefield, Doyoon stopped by another room.
When I opened the door and went in, I saw a skeleton perched on a bed in a dimly lit room.
The skull moved its jaw as it looked up at Doyoon with eyes burning brightly with blue flames.
“Nice.”
Enoch Roosevolnik, who has acquired a new body and is armed as a commander-in-chief. It was Busker’s short impression toward such a friend.
His friend also shined the most when standing on the battlefield as an alliance itself. It was a long thought.
“Kill them and come.”
“Wait.”
Skeleton snapped skull.
Busker did not participate in the war for the first half of the war and remained here. His job was to take the power of countless lives dying on the battlefield during the war.
“Run and come. So that I can show you a lot.”
he said in a bone-crushing voice. Even though my friend went to the battlefield, there was no goodbye or choreography.
He couldn’t imagine that his friend would die on the battlefield. His friend was such a man.
Doyoon nodded, turned his back, and left the room.
Meanwhile, in the next room where Busker had his back.
There, another prosecutor was concentrating with his eyes closed.
It was Busker’s son, the brave Brudet.
A dark room with the lights off. Brudette opened her eyes and gazed in the direction where the battlefield would be with her shiny eyes.
‘The battlefield to stand with my father.’
It’s a battlefield he’s been on several times over the past 100 years, but this time he felt something different.
As a prosecutor, his intuition was telling.
‘Maybe today…’
He said that today might be the day to make his father’s dream come true.
Brudet felt the chill of the sword and calmed herself down.
His will, which was burning because of his father’s presence, shone clearly in his blue eyes.
“Move the ballista! This way…!”
“The waterborne troops are below the walls…”
Doyoon walked forward. walked towards the battlefield.
A soldier ran beside Doyoon’s path and bent one knee.
In both of his hands held out politely, there was a very long spear and a large flag tied to it. It was a flag that symbolized union.
Doyoon walked forward and took it without looking at it and put it on his shoulder. The Confederate flag fluttered behind him.
Before he knew it, countless soldiers and knights knelt on his path, like the soldier who handed over the flag spear. I saluted the commander-in-chief and the hero.
In the midst of it, Doyoon continued to walk. I walked and looked straight ahead.
As time passed and all the soldiers finished preparing for battle and the fort became quiet, a slight tremor was felt by the ground where the soldiers were lined up.
Goo goo goo…
“…gulp.”
Someone swallowed nervously. As everyone could feel, this was the vibration of the demon king’s army advancing.
Seeing that it does not appear in sight, it will be far away. Even so, their steps were transmitted as vibrations even here. It was like a declaration of war announcing their size.
The vibration that made everyone nervous, the bodies of the knights and soldiers stiffened.
After a long time that seemed like a lifetime, the enemy finally began to appear over the horizon.
The soldiers who were scouting the distance from the top of the castle walls and skyscrapers drool.
“Huh…”
“…crazy.”
Having witnessed the corner of a huge catastrophe, they became rather aloof and muttered as if they were completely stunned.
“That’s… the demon king…”
It wasn’t like the tens of thousands of demons he had dealt with. It wasn’t an army that could be tempted to do something with just a wall.
That is the wholehearted power of the Demon King’s Army. Truly, the real Demon King.
It was an army of destruction that had terrorized the continent for hundreds of years.
The sea-like swarm of black demons engulfed the entire horizon, and finally all the soldiers except the scout could see it.
Someone muttered in vain.
“…can I win?”
It’s something a soldier should never say, but the soldier muttered in a weak voice, as if he were spouting nonsense. They were overwhelmed by the size of the enemy force.
Of course, hundreds of years of history clearly represented their despair. That is an unwinnable destruction.
But at the same time, another history… no, a myth was speaking to them.
The footsteps of a living myth resounded in the quiet fortress.
Tumble, tumble, tumble.
He walked with everyone’s focused gaze on him.
Tumble, Tumble. Tboob.
And finally climbed to the top of the wall.
A dark gray cloak fluttered behind him. The four long spears on his back flashed.
He stuck the flag spear he had slung over his shoulder into the bottom of the wall. A large flag with the symbol of the Union fluttered in the wind.
The soldiers looked at his back as he stood in front of everyone.
His back covered the black sea that was rushing in. Even though it was a wide sea that filled the horizon, his back was huge enough to cover it all. It was a mountain bigger than the sea.
said Enoch Roosevolnik, the man who stood over the sea.
“We win. Just like it was 100 years ago.”
A living myth spoke to them.
“I will save you.”
The final great war, which staked the destruction and salvation of the Union, has begun.