< Demon World Revolution (4) >
‘what?’
Duke Marryong, who was preparing an attack to finish off his opponent, unconsciously wiggled his six eyes.
He could tell because he had an extremely keen perception ability that was far beyond the realm of the common senses.
‘The flow···.’
Just now.
For some unknown reason, the atmosphere in the area changed in an instant.
The water stream that had broken free of the channel it had laid out began to flow more than just trickle, but to rush headlong into unknown territory!
[Ha! Looks like you’re making your last desperate move! But it’s too late to start struggling now!]
But he paid no attention and continued to work harder.
An opponent who allows ‘instant death’, which even he cannot use often, and takes fatal damage.
No matter how high the level of damage was minimized, there was no way to properly respond to the attack that followed.
Gooooo—
The pitch-black energy gathered in the mouth of the Dragon Duke stirred.
At the same time, countless magic circles began to rise, covering several kilometers in the sky throughout his domain.
His own unique technique linked to breath.
It was a strategic weapon in itself, capable of raining breath-like bombardment over the entire set range.
‘I’ll end it with this! If you can stop it this time, try to stop it!’
The surrounding magical power swirled violently and was sucked in like a whirlpool.
The demons who were fighting fiercely on the ground looked up at the sky without realizing it, at the ominous air current.
Because space is converging and the phases are distorted, there is no escape or evasion.
A torrent of destruction that covers every area Hela has even the slightest chance of taking.
She was wiping the blood from her mouth while suffering internal injuries in the face of the overwhelming essence of violence…
“Phew! I guess I have to admit it. It’s definitely amazing, right?”
···He still burst into peaceful laughter.
Despite being stared straight in the face with a torrent of destructive energy about to pour down on her, her demeanor showed not a shred of anxiety.
Woohoooooo—
In the meantime, the great magic circle that covered the entire area gradually advanced toward perfection, as if the extremely detailed parts were fitting together one by one.
At this point, there was no use in interfering with the build-up of magical power.
That huge magic circle, which is almost like a half-alive thing—if any part of it gets messed up, it will complete a new picture that fits that mess.
“Hehe, but I think I’m better than you who’s already failed several times and is venting your anger like this. It’s unfortunate, isn’t it?”
Of course, such precise techniques were not without their weaknesses.
It’s just that in the current situation, it’s nearly impossible to exploit that weakness.
“I will gratefully accept the gift. So, that’s enough now—”
Hela’s red eyes began to ripple.
The central pupil changes from red to blue, yellow, and then white.
The change only stopped when the eyeball turned black, the same color as the eye.
The eyeballs, which had become nothing more than black marbles with no discernible pupils, were turned toward the front.
It is the center and most important core of the changes taking place around us now, but at the same time it is also a fatal weakness—.
“[Will you die?]”
—To Duke Krushier of the Dragon.
[What?! Ouch! Cough! Gulp! This is… No way…!]
Blood poured out from the dragon’s gigantic body.
Phew! Thud!
The power of ‘instant death’ that penetrates the body and mind.
The breath that had been gathering in his mouth and compressing repeatedly dispersed in an instant.
As the energy that had suddenly gone out of control began to destroy his insides, the huge magic circle that had been meshing together like gears also began to creak and collapse little by little.
‘How on earth···!’
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
No, in this case, you should say give and take.
The demon dragon, who had received more damage than he had given, glared at his opponent with his six blood-red eyes wide open.
‘The Eye of Instant Death? The Eye of Instant Death has changed? Domination followed by instant death?’
His mind was in turmoil.
The Ma’an tribe only has one Ma’an eye in their lifetime, which they are born with.
I have never heard or seen anyone acquire new magical powers postnatally.
Besides, there was no possibility that another Maan tribe had received something.
That would be the case.
Because I have already uprooted all of the remaining Ma-an clan!
‘That’s how it was, that’s how it was supposed to be···!’
The past that he thought was buried was coming back to life and blocking his path once again.
***
Duke of the Dragon, Crushier.
He was known as the strongest being in the current demon world, but of course, he wasn’t as strong as he is now from the beginning.
Rather, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the numerous life-threatening crises he endured to reach his current position have made him who he is today.
As Hela had pointed out, he was a fugitive who had fled to the Demon Realm for breaking his rules as a dragon.
Long ago, during the dragon’s teenage years, during the Juvenile period.
Suddenly he realized that the way he was treating himself and the other dragons was very unreasonable.
‘Why do we dragons, the greatest beings in the world, have to live so quietly and reverently? Even those insignificant insects have built their own civilizations, are admired by their inferiors, and live as they please, but why can’t I, who is far superior to them, do as I please?’
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Dragons were so great that they could not even be compared to other inferior races.
Even at the moment of birth, he can crush any opponent with just his natural strength, and just by growing older, his magical power and physical strength grow endlessly.
Even the Gate of Transcendence, which only a handful of people pass through while other races risk their lives, is nothing more than a rite of passage for them.
However, they had one critical problem that offset all their advantages.
The thing is, just as powerful as it is, it is bound by numerous restrictions and cannot use its power as it pleases.
Krushier was dissatisfied with both the stifling discipline and the tiresome clan that obediently followed it.
‘We, I, am the most worthy ruler of the world! But why! Why on earth!’
···In fact, of course I knew the reason.
Maintaining harmony and moderation and protecting the balance of the world.
All the abilities they possessed existed solely for that purpose, and that was the very reason for the birth and existence of the dragon race.
How could he not know that the instinct for it was ingrained in his head from the moment he was born?
‘Fate as a dragon? A predetermined fate? That’s ridiculous!’
But he, who had a different way of thinking than other dragons, couldn’t accept that at all.
That was a problem of a completely different dimension from intelligence.
Since you were born that way, you should naturally follow it!
Even though I wasn’t even a thousand years old yet, I was still breathless.
He simply could not accept the fact that he would have to endure this kind of dragon life for thousands more years.
Time passed by with those dark emotions suppressed in my heart.
Before he knew it, he had become a full-fledged Jackie Chan and became independent.
And finally, without any disturbance, he immediately set about the one task he had been planning all along.
[It is about breaking the constraints that bind existence and going beyond limits. It would be impossible to do it with ordinary methods.]
He was well versed in all the magic in the world, so he already knew which mysteries would best suit the conditions.
The power to reverse the established flow and force the devil.
—It was ‘black magic.’
‘I have a lot of time left anyway. If I move forward little by little so as not to get caught up in hasty actions… I will definitely reach the end someday.’
Unlike other peaceful dragons, he had a fierceness almost like a human and used all his abilities to carry out his work thoroughly.
They sacrificed entire towns and cities, started wars in the human world to collect negative energy, and even created continental terrorist organizations to shake up the world from behind the scenes.
However, he always took a step back and tried his best to avoid suspicion.
Has it been about a thousand years since then?
[···What are you, you punk? How did you find out about this place and come here?]
“Don’t be so cautious. I’m here to help you. No, to be more precise, I should say that our understanding is aligned.”
[Ha! You little punk is being cheeky. That’s enough. I’ll just search your brain while you’re still alive!]
“Oh, oh, I guess I’ll have to introduce myself a little later.”
Although their first meeting was not so good, the sudden encounter with the ‘Apostle’ was of great help in carrying out his task.
Thanks to this, I was able to successfully hunt several dragons of the same clan and secretly offer their souls and bodies as sacrifices.
‘You pigs who have settled down and become complacent! Be thankful that you can be of help to me in this way.’
But if the tail is long, it will get stepped on.
No matter how careful you are, you can’t be perfect for a thousand years.
Additionally, one day, about a thousand years later, his actions were finally discovered and he was chased by other dragons.
[Crushier, you rascal! You finally touched the taboo!]
[You have violated more than one rule. How long have you been hiding your identity and disrupting order? Atone for that sin with death.]
At the time, he had a level of strength that was not appropriate for his age thanks to his active use of black magic and sacrifices, but when the entire race of dragons began to move to eliminate the impurity called Krushire, there was nothing he could do but run away.
‘You filthy bastards who gave up your freedom and became slaves of God! I will definitely come back and eat you alive!’
Fortunately, with the help of the apostle, he was able to escape to the Demon World. He began to heal his injured body and gradually modify his body to suit his surroundings.
Thanks to the research we’ve done so far to overcome the limitations of the dragon species, it wasn’t that difficult.
He imbued his body with the energy of the demon world and used the demons he hunted to transform their bodies, slowly turning himself into a demon.
‘Yes, in a way, this could be considered an opportunity! In this Demon Realm, you can escape the limitations of a dragon and become a higher being! Not just an Agent Dragon… or even a Dragon Lord…!’
At that point, his goal was only one.
To ascend to the throne of the Demon King, the pinnacle of this demon world.
If that was the case, then the next thing to do was decided.
As a demon lord and not a dragon, I will return to the land from which I was chased and bring the whole world to its knees!
He endured and endured with only one thought in mind: to become the Demon King, while facing not only high-ranking demons but also armies that came to hunt him.
The ceaseless struggle that lasted for over a thousand years made him grow rapidly.
He absorbed the foundations of his defeated opponents, stole their accumulated knowledge, and devoured their essence that formed the basis of their power.
however-.
‘Why···!’
I was definitely getting stronger, but I just couldn’t seem to reach my goal.
When the selection of the 12th Demon King was held when he was still a Marquis-level demon, he had no expectations at all.
Knowing that he was still lacking, he volunteered to serve under the most powerful candidate for the Demon King, and quietly grew his power under him, who eventually took the Demon King’s throne.
However, after the 12th Demon King went on an invasion of the continent and returned with fatal injuries.
From then on, he began to truly come to the forefront and make his presence known.
And after gradually building up his strength, the demon dragon Krushier finally rose to the rank of a peacock and confidently participated in the 13th Demon King Selection Tournament…
‘Damn, it was almost done! Who would have thought that so many people would fall into that sinister bastard’s grasp? Nothing ever goes according to plan!’
The moment when the Demon King’s throne is right in front of you after having the upper hand from start to finish.
He ended up handing over the winner’s seat to his rival, the Maan candidate, by a very narrow margin.
‘···Phew, phew. It can’t be helped. But it’s okay. At this rate, I’ll definitely be able to secure a spot next time.’
Although he was very upset, he quickly pulled himself together and prepared for the next selection with even more determination.
Since I had accumulated a lot of self-discipline over the years, I was able to avoid holding on to the past for too long.
But some time has passed since then.
When the 14th Demon King selection was held again…
[Kuaaaaah! Leray—! This mongrel again!]
This time too, when he lost the Demon King’s throne by a narrow margin, he couldn’t easily maintain his composure.
Even the fact that his opponent was the daughter of the 13th Demon King, who was not even a few hundred years old at the time of the previous Demon King selection, left a deep wound to his pride.
Of course, there were excuses.
It was true that his faction, which he had nurtured and prepared for the selection of the Demon King for a long time, was great, but it was not enough to surpass the combination of the old Demon King faction, the 13th generation of followers, the Ma-an clan, and the Dream Walker faction, which was led by the Succubus Queen, another duke-level demon.
Also, the demonic power of Leray, who had the annoying evil eye that the 13th Demon King had passed down, was so great that it could captivate not only the neutral faction that had not decided on a camp but also members of the hostile faction. In a way, it was not surprising that things turned out that way.
‘The Eye of Domination! And because of that!’
The Ma-an tribe was a race with so few numbers left in the Demon Realm that they could be classified as a minority tribe, but their fighting prowess was widely known thanks to their innately powerful Ma-an eyes.
Even the power of ‘domination’ was so great that it was considered the greatest among all the Demon Eyes of all time—.
[······.]
His insides were burning black with some emotion boiling up from deep within his chest.
The evil dragon didn’t feel the need to suppress his emotions.
Then one day.
“Hehe, hello. I’ve heard a lot of stories from my predecessors, hehe. I hope we can work well together in the future.”
He was visited by an unidentified disciple of the god who kept laughing mischievously, wondering how he had managed to set foot on this land of the demon world.
“···By the way, I guess you have something on your mind? Hehehe! I think I can help you out a bit.”
He took his opponent’s hand without hesitation.
Indeed, he was so capable and had such useful abilities that he reminded me of the apostles I had worked with before.
So much so that it seemed like even this frustrating situation could be resolved somehow if only that help was available.
With such assistance as his foundation, he began to prepare a revolution that would overturn the demon world.
He made many plans and succeeded in carrying them out.
He took advantage of the fact that there was not much time left until the invasion of the continent to arouse the dukes’ sense of crisis and set up a confrontational stance against Leray.
Meanwhile, he actively led the situation so that the invasion of the Demon World Continent failed, and finally, after the expedition ended in failure, he became enthusiastic about dealing with the remaining remnants.
‘I couldn’t completely finish off Dream Walker because the other dukes got wind of it and interfered···.’
He must have intended to use them to check himself, who had become the most powerful.
Fortunately, the Ma’an people, who were the top priority for purges, were able to be completely eliminated.
They were by no means weak, but the heavy damage they suffered while supporting the continental expedition had a fatal effect.
‘I’ve gained a lot thanks to you.’
The demon dragon Crushier conducted all sorts of experiments and research on those he captured.
He finally discovered the mechanism of that ability, and based on the results of that research, he was able to successfully select the six Ma-Ans he liked the most and transplant them into himself.
And the moment he saw the owner of the ‘Eye of Instant Death’, who was only a child at the time—he was able to immediately realize one thing.
If he hadn’t come forward this time… and if he had just prepared to select the next Demon King like he had been doing until now.
The fact that the next Demon King’s throne would not be his either.
That starting a revolution was the right decision.
‘That’s what it was.’
The instant death power used by a child did not work on him.
Even as his own clan members were dying, the arrogant kid who had been staring straight at him, the strong candidate for the next Demon King, fell miserably into despair at the reality that his power was no longer effective against him.
“Hmm, is this what it feels like? It’ll take some time to get used to it, though?”
But now.
A half-breed demon with a very similar vibe to Leray, who has already died and disappeared.
At that time, he was using a force that he thought he had completely uprooted and robbed with his own hands.
Just like that kid back then.
Looking straight at yourself.
“Well, I guess I’ll get used to it if I use it often. Well, then should I try using other things this time?”
No, maybe what I felt back then was an illusion.
Even if a child with that instant death eye grows up, there’s no way he’ll be able to overcome such an incomprehensible existence.
‘It’s not just instant death. Surely, all the magical eyes I had…!’
Hela’s eyes began to glow colorfully again.
< Demon World Revolution (4) > End
