Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 813

Chapter 813

Episode 203. Enemy’s Decision

Alpen and Balas began rushing towards Jin with their eyes shining.

Neither Jin nor the previous family heads were affected by vampirism, so Drek was going crazy.

‘I have to fight while absorbing as much blood as possible from other guys and compatriots. If you don’t buy time to use the return art, it’s over… … !’

Of course, Jin had no intention of leaving it that way.

“Resent Simat and Rakiman. Because they taught me a lesson, you guys are the kind of people who can jump whenever the need arises.”

Spaw!

Bradamante radiated sword energy and left a huge gash on Drek’s right foot. Eternity Wounded, Smeja Drek clenched his jaw brittle. Even if I focused brain energy on the affected area, Younghwa did not move like a stigma.

“So I have to teach you guys a lesson too. It means that we will tell you what will happen if you trust only technology and recklessly touch the Barmal Alliance. So give up running away with return magic or dimension shifting, and as I said before, think about a way to die with even a little honor.”

[Shut up! This body is the great fighting king of the great enemy tribe!]

“Yeah, that’s what I meant. Now I can hear you. However, it’s not very good to keep absorbing other people’s blood. Let’s change seats.”

There are no civilians on the Quassel plains. The Zoroastrian Fortress collapsed, and Dante safely evacuated all the surviving Dragon Knights, so they were able to use the battlefield widely without any restrictions.

‘If Drek had invaded a highly protected area, massacres and hostage-taking would have been inevitable. I wouldn’t have been able to overwhelm them like now because I was protecting civilians.’

Imagining that scene made Jin instantly dizzy. In particular, Drek possessed unique abilities specialized in dealing with both mass murder and superhuman unmanned combat.

Giving lessons was not just an expression. I had to give the enemy a terrible defeat so that they would never even think of invading the Barmal Union again. If Drek returned alive, the Bamal Alliance would have no choice but to spend every moment worrying about this kind of terrorism.

Jjaeong, quadduk!

Dreg’s gigantic body took a backward step as Jin charged and swung his sword. Due to the fact that the previous family heads who had already approached from the left and right pressed the flank, Drek was helplessly pushed back. He couldn’t cause even a small reversal even after using Citadel Fire.

Sometimes they would fight back. He swung his front claws at the risk of eternalization, opening his jaws to chew and crush Jin as he leaped. He amplified his optical heart, constantly dropping red brains and spears made of red brains in all directions, and even pulverized the ground with just a roar.

I couldn’t harm Jin in any way. Rather, every time he counterattacked, he was cut or stabbed somewhere in his body by the swords of Jin and his predecessors.

Although meaningless, it was purely thanks to his blood-sucking powers that Drek was able to counterattack like that.

The fleet was doing super regeneration with the blood it was continuously absorbing. It was a regenerative power that was possible because not only the enemy but also the blood of the Bamal Alliance superhumans were being absorbed together.

But even that was coming to an end.

[Great-grandchildren! Now you can hardly see the drop of blood being absorbed by this guy.]

[This seems to be the limit, the area where blood-sucking ability can reach. If he wasn’t immune to vampirism like us, he would have been extremely difficult to deal with.]

As Balas and Alpen had said, Drek could no longer steal blood from the fleet. His wounds healed much later than before, and his breath made a rustling sound.

“I would have been excited to deal with one Sir Hedo. In the end, you would have thought that if we were to destroy them one by one in this way, we would collapse or succumb. But we recently defeated a formidable enemy that even you guys couldn’t compare to.”

Drek no longer had the means to resist. He felt a wall he couldn’t overcome even while dealing with one person who had already lost, but with his previous family heads, his power was infinitely shabby.

Tsuaaaaa-!

A fountain of blood splattered as the blade passed over Drek’s chest. He concluded that it was pointless to maintain the castle flower and canceled the transformation.

Returning to the form of an enemy, Drek gripped his spear and looked at his fleet in the distance behind Jin. Even though Ballas and Alpen had left the battlefield earlier, the members of the Bamal Alliance remaining on the fleet side did not show any signs of being tired.

Things would have been a little different if Drek’s unique ability had continued to affect the battlefield, but it seemed hopeless on the fleet side as well. The veil amplified the solar power and put pressure on the entire fleet, and Hedo, who joined the battlefield again, was tearing the fleet at random as if it were the first time to relieve resentment.

Victory had already been given up early, and now it was Drek’s turn to give up the run. He doubted whether he or any of his compatriots could return alive.

“Khehehe. This is why… … The sun must be restored again. Are the powers you possessed really worthy of the lower race of humans? Since the death of the sun god, the world has apparently lost its way.”

“Well, you guys can also be called the Sun God. Now that all hope is gone, are you looking for the god you believe in?”

“no. I don’t think all possibilities are gone yet, Gene Runkandel. Let’s make a deal. If you just let me go, the knowledge of our enemy names.”

Spaw!

Drek greeted the image of his right arm falling to the ground before he finished his words.

“Deal, good. But if you wanted to do business with me, you should have come before doing this. The Barmal Alliance is not, nor will be, any small negotiations with you guys.”

Drek met Jean’s eyes without looking down at his fallen arm. It felt like if I averted his gaze now, the next time I would fall off my neck, not my arm.

“… … Are you saying that because of your anger at me, you will throw away the opportunity for your technological prowess to develop by leaps and bounds? If it’s because of trust, I’ll hand over the technology first. Even though you seem to be in a position where you don’t have to keep your promise after receiving the technology. What I offer is a deal you have nothing to lose.”

“It’s up to you to think about it.”

“I will also give you all of our fleet fighting behind your back. Without my orders, you will never have full possession of that fleet. Because it has a built-in self-destruct device that prevents technology leaks. There are bound to be limitations in analyzing technology with only debris.”

Jin swung his sword once more, dropping Drek’s left arm. Took, Drek didn’t dare to avoid Jin’s gaze this time.

“… … What do you want, Gene Runcandel? You wouldn’t have completely ruled out the deal either, so you wouldn’t kill me right away. Let me know, and I will do whatever I can to fulfill.”

It’s not that I really don’t like the skills of the enemy tribe.

However, Jin was sure that if he left Drek alive, he would definitely do a trick. Since the enemy’s technical skills were still unknown, it was highly likely that Drek would try to escape by pretending to help the Bamal Alliance in some way.

“It’s simple that I won’t kill you right now. I think some of the guys in that fleet are recording this right now. either text or video. All I want is for it to be fully delivered to your headquarters. Make you guys fear me more.”

Jin took a step closer to Drek. Drek involuntarily kicked her backwards.

Just as Rakiman instilled absolute fear in beastmen, Jin was imprinting his existence on the enemies.

Recognition that the enemy is a ‘natural enemy’ that must never be fought.

“Now you know what your last words are, Drek Horn. If you really care for the people you call your countrymen.”

Jin said as he grabbed Drek’s shoulder. The fear he was feeling was transmitted to the palm of his hand.

Drek shouted, finally giving up.

Compatriots!

Never again challenge Jin Runkandel and Barmal Union, we, will never defeat them… … !

Unless our commitment comes back.

Drek swallowed the afterword, and red tears of blood flowed from his eyes. He was a Drek who casually absorbed the blood of other enemy clans throughout the battle and tried to use it as a catalyst for the return art.

He sincerely thought that his countrymen should not repeat this mistake again. Until the return of the god, they said that they shouldn’t even come close to the Bamal Union.

Drek’s use of his compatriots as consumables during battle was an act for the sake of the ‘enemies’. The Red Myeongjok is an extreme totalitarian group, and Drek was a particularly terrible totalitarian among them.

“That is correct. Now let me free you from humiliation.”

Wow… … !

The eternity that permeated Drek’s body suddenly burned fiercely. Drek met his end engulfed in blue flames like that.

“Now let’s go clean up the remnants, ancestors. Anyway, the images of Drek recorded by the fleet will be passed on to those who flee using the return art, so I will destroy every single one of the Red Fleet.”

[Hey, our great-grandson. It’s just like watching my younger days!]

[It seems that when I was young in my 57s, it felt completely different from Sogaju.]

[You’re in your twenties, and it’s okay to say that when you just lost a bet.]

[Can’t you see the remaining ships over there? I would have wanted to finish with one more destroyed than me, but unfortunately the game is still out.]

[Curl curl curl! All right, the result will be the same anyway, so try your best. let’s go!]

Just like that, the enemy had to lose a great battle king and his entire fleet in a single invasion of the Bamal Alliance.

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{Compatriots! Never again challenge Jin Runkandel and Barmal Union, we, will never defeat them… … !}

A video of Drek’s death was being delivered to all the strongholds of the enemy clans whose seals had been released. The enemy tribes watching the video were trembling and feeling humiliation and fear.

It was not enough that Drek Horn and the Red Fleet had been annihilated, and no one expected that such a video would remain.

“What the hell is this… … My compatriot Drek went so far… … .”

“It’s manipulation! They have a human called a record wizard. It’s a video manipulated by a trick called recording magic… … !”

While many words were exchanged, Simat gritted his teeth and looked at his compatriots.

“Didn’t you hear the testimony of the compatriots who returned with the return art? we… … From now on, we must follow the will of our compatriot Drek. never again, never again! You must not touch the Barmal Union. It has been proven that it is the quickest shortcut to the destruction of our enemies.”

From now on, our enemies are only targeting Ziple and Kinzel. Until Avalanche returns, and all Great Fighting Kings fully regain their powers.

Simart continued to talk behind his back and made up his mind. The arrogant great fighting kings kept driving their compatriots to dog death and blocking the revival of the enemy’s name.

‘Maybe, maybe it’s a good thing. Because of this incident, the remaining compatriots of Daetoo King must have been acutely aware of the danger of the Jin Runkandel and Bamal alliance. All of my words have been proven right, so it’s time to really focus on hunting while excluding those monsters.’

Simat immediately requested a communication from the great fighting kings and expressed his opinion.

{Yes, the compatriot Shimat is right. For the time being, the Barmal Alliance will be completely excluded from the invasion target.}

{and… … I didn’t expect that fellow Drek to break that much. I agree with you too, if you keep attacking them like this, there won’t be any compatriots left. It makes me wonder that Rakiman’s compatriots are still alive.}

The great battle kings made a decision without thinking for a second. The great victory and crushing defeat, the Barmal Union and the enemy’s joys and sorrows were mixed.