Episode 455: Conquest of the Demon World (10)
Beetle.
I lost strength from my body.
Blood poured out from the pierced heart, and the dark magic that had lost its binding power spread out in all directions.
Due to the loss of magical power, the huge body became smaller and smaller. Finally, the Demon King, who had become similar to a human, could not hold out any longer and fell to his knees.
“How on earth… … .”
quietus.
I was completely caught off guard.
It was an attack at a level that I could sufficiently react to, but I was only able to realize what had happened after my heart was pierced by an exquisitely advanced attack.
I didn’t quite understand. He embraced the dark magic and gained the power to defeat Roman Dmitri.
In fact, Roman Dmitry also seemed wary of his own destructive power, but when he reflected on the details of the fight, he was overwhelmingly defeated.
why.
How did this happen?
The Demon King himself did not realize that it was due to differences in birth.
The Devil and Roman Dmitry.
The two were different.
To the average person, both may seem like an extraordinary state, but the experiences they had to reach that state were different.
The Demon King has been a strong being since the creation of consciousness. He manifested his powers without any special effort, and as such, he was not used to fighting as equals.
The Demon King was the one who always seemed to overpower anyone he faced.
Roman Dmitry.
What was Baek Jung-hyuk like?
Baek Jung-hyuk, who was only young when he fell to the bottom of his life, was a weak boy no matter who looked at him.
However, he did not accept defeat.
If he lacked strength, he would even use stones, and he would do his best to win, regardless of whether anyone would criticize him for cowardice.
In this way, he trampled on his competitors. He did not choose any means or methods.
After ascending to the position of the Heavenly Demon, people regarded Baek Jung-hyuk as if he were a legendary being, but until he reached that position, Baek Jung-hyuk did not live a noble life as others praised.
That was the difference.
When you are at a disadvantage.
When they are equal.
When overwhelmed.
All possibilities existed in Roman Dmitry’s mind.
While the Demon King had never experienced adverse circumstances, Roman Dmitry felt alive at the crossroads of life and death.
That was the reason why I used the Igieo Sword technique instead of using the Heavenly Demon Sword technique.
Roman Dmitry knew the shortcut to victory rather than simply pressing down with destructive power.
It was overwhelming.
The Demon King was no match for Roman Dmitry.
Jump and jump.
I heard footsteps.
Roman Dmitry did not answer the Demon King’s question, but raised his sword high toward the man who could not resist.
“You will be an example to everyone.”
It was over.
The moment when you are about to swing your sword.
The Demon King struggled and shouted.
“Roman Dmitry! I offer you a deal! “I will teach you the dimensional discipline and the way to solve that problem!”
Stand tall.
The sword stopped.
Roman Dmitri showed a cold look in his eyes as the sword stopped right above his head.
* * *
Only after being driven to the edge of a cliff.
The Demon King came to know himself.
He was too obsessed with life to accept death just because he was defeated.
The Demon King said.
“You are like Alexander. While Alexandre showed the power to collapse the dimension because it was an unforeseen rift, you broke the rules of the dimension by crossing over to the Demon World. What do you think will happen if you return to the earthly world? The terrestrial world will crack within a few years at the earliest. “Just as the Demon World experienced, it will very quickly turn into an environment in which life cannot survive.”
It was the truth.
Since all beings in the world cannot be free from the rules of the dimension, problems were bound to arise if Roman Dmitry returned to the surface world like this.
It didn’t really matter whether you knew that fact or not.
The reason the Demon King brought up this problem was because he could suggest a solution.
“I will hand over the position of Demon King to you. If you escape human limitations, you may not be able to completely free yourself from the rules of the dimension, but you can slow down the phenomenon of rifting. Of course, for you, who will live an infinite life, the future that will come someday will not be a good solution. At that time, it will be enough for the people of the earthly world to find a new world to live in. “There are countless worlds in the dimensional space, not just the demon world and the earthly world, and I am convinced that among them, there is a new world where humans can live.”
It was a strong desire.
He showed obsession with life.
He wanted to live.
In order to accept death after just one defeat, he had the confidence that he could become stronger in the future.
I needed time.
Time to embrace experience like Roman Dmitry.
At that time, I was planning to try again for a twist.
“Roman Dmitry. God does not take care of mere human life. “Your life, you must protect yourself.”
It was the best way.
If Roman Dmitry accepts this offer, the Demon King will get one more chance to live in exchange for his place. raw
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In retrospect, attacking another dimension wasn’t a bad idea.
I was willing to stand by Roman Dmitry and lend my strength until I was confident that I could defeat him.
Think about it.
Attacking other dimensions was his goal.
If he can achieve that, even through Roman Dmitry, his boring life will be filled with joy.
The Demon King showed a crazy look in his eyes.
Blood pouring from his heart, he looked up desperately at Roman Dmitri.
“You are of the same kind as me. take my hand “I am willing to create a new future with you.”
The devil’s suggestion.
It was clearly a solution to Roman Dmitry’s problem.
* * *
Dimensional discipline.
It was not a problem that could be solved by ignoring it.
Even if we defeat the Demon King, the moment we return to the earthly world, the world will fall into destruction.
Alexander and himself.
It was no different.
But from the moment of his conversation with God until now, Roman Dmitry’s thoughts were clear.
God said.
“If you reject my will and force your way into the Demon World. I have no choice but to make a decision to preserve the balance of the dimensions. At that time, we will send you back to your original world after a grace period. “Because when it returns to its original place, your soul will no longer cause problems.”
that word.
That was enough.
When he solved all the problems and returned to the earthly world, God said that he would not stand by and watch destruction but would do something about it.
Then there was no reason to worry.
After achieving all the goals he sincerely desires, Roman Dmitry will do what he deems necessary.
The Demon King’s suggestion was not wrong.
If Roman Dmitry had been so obsessed with life, the offer would certainly have been worth considering.
“I do not wish for eternal life.”
chuck.
He pointed the sword at his neck.
He looked down at the Demon King with cold eyes and continued speaking.
“Infinite life is a disaster for humans. If I accept your offer, I may be able to solve my problems, but I will end up repeating the life that brought me pain. The fact that I met a strong person like you and got to know my people while living as Roman Dmitry does not leave me with the slightest regret. As always, I will remain faithful to my present life and die as a human being.”
I repeated my choice.
Just as he had gone against the will of heaven at the moment of fable, Roman Dmitry hoped to die as a human this time too.
The Demon King looked at Roman Dmitri.
It was miserable.
Although he is defeated, he shows such a longing for life, but what kind of life has Roman Dmitry led that he can calmly accept the reality that confronts him?
Absent-minded and pitiful words welled up in my throat.
But now that even the last offer had been rejected, I didn’t want even death to be a shame.
“… … Damn human. I ask you one last time. “Even if you die, are you really confident that you won’t regret it?”
I asked for the sincerity.
On that.
Roman Dmitry raised his sword.
In my past life, and even now.
In the life I lived as a leader, I had no intention of leaving behind anything that would threaten myself and the people around me.
so that.
“That too is my choice.”
Flash.
He cut off the demon king’s head.
* * *
That time.
The latecomers were in hell.
Unlike in fairy tales, the strong will to fight for one’s life was soon covered by screams.
“Kaaak!”
“Aaaah!”
Screams were heard from all directions.
The black monsters that surged in bit the soldiers’ bodies, and even though they stubbornly resisted, they could not handle the reality of being outnumbered.
Many people died.
Wherever you look, soldiers are dying, and their commander, Chris, has already given up on trying to survive.
‘Good things don’t die.’
Flash.
Papa papa phat.
The heads of the monsters flew off in one blow.
Chris moved forward, cutting down everything in sight.
The body had already reached its limit.
From the moment he entered the demon world until now, he was not allowed time to properly rest, and in order to take Roman Dmitry’s place, Chris did not sit still.
Always took care of those around me.
Every time he checked people and moved towards the impossible, he felt Roman Dmitry’s empty space.
‘My lord was not just a man with strong weapons. ‘How on earth could he bear this burden, and bear it for all of us?’
It was amazing.
People believe in fate.
Chris was not a fatalist, but he believed that Roman Dmitry was born to be a leader.
Actually, now I know it myself.
The dream of surpassing Roman Dmitry was truly vain, and even if one was granted eternal life, the dream would never be achieved. Now it didn’t matter what the outcome was.
I liked the fact that I was moving towards my goal of Roman Dmitry, and I was happy that I could stay by the side of someone like him.
I gritted my teeth.
I raised my aura.
They had already cut down hundreds of them, but they couldn’t stop like this.
Beyond the pitch-black darkness.
Roman Dmitry was waiting.
I did not want to show him, who believed in himself and carried all the burden, the terrible result of his successor dying without being able to do anything.
I had no doubt whatsoever that he would have been defeated. Roman Dmitry was sure to win, so he wanted to prove himself to him.
Kwarung.
Crumbling.
It went crazy.
Although he broke away from the ranks alone, Chris’s presence slaughtered all the monsters he encountered, no matter how many.
I forgot the concept of time. Moving toward the endless darkness, Chris burned his life.
Mana has reached its limit.
If you consume all of your mana, you will die while burning your existence, even if you consume your innate energy.
It was then.
“Keeek.”
“Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr’
Suddenly, confusion arose among the monsters.
The monsters that had been rushing in like a tidal wave just a moment ago showed hesitation, and at some point, they scattered in all directions as if they had made a promise.
It was an embarrassing moment. Because he was prepared to die, he could not understand the situation that suddenly unfolded.
Moment.
Chris looked in the direction where the Demon Castle was.
In order to explain this situation where monsters are running away, there was only one premise.
“My lord has won.”
It was certain.
Roman Dmitry.
He did it.
* * *
I was in a hurry.
I didn’t have time to catch my breath.
Leaving the wounded in their positions for now, Chris led the soldiers in preparation for any unexpected situation.
“Hurry!”
if.
Unless the enemy is the devil.
Roman Dmitry may still be fighting.
Chris prepared for any emergency, and Dmitry’s prosecutors followed him despite their health.
Simply defeating the Demon King could not be considered a true victory.
They had to confirm with their own eyes that Roman Dmitry was alive and safe.
It was then.
Far away.
I saw a familiar silhouette.
As the image became increasingly clearer, Chris’s eyes shook violently.
“… … !”
It was Roman Dmitry.
He was walking towards here.
And in his hand, the head of what was presumed to be the Demon King was dripping blood.
fantasy,
