Episode 1084 Strong Hand (4)
Death is a source of fear that life must reject, but… sometimes it is also a rest.
Cruel fear recedes.
“……You’ve recovered.”
Miracel examined her limbs. Life returned to her dying body. The warm spark of life began to burn brightly.
Mado
To spare the living from an unpleasant death, and togrant the dead peaceful rest.
[Ah
Unlike the Delharun subjugation legion, whose colors had returned, the undead crumbled as if melting away. The ranks of the dead collapsed like dominoes.
Thump, thump.
Reindel Nexreon walked between the extermination forces split to the left and right.The sound of footsteps was muffled. In his hand was the staff of the first Necromancer, crafted from a processed dragon skull.
Are you okay?
He stopped before the Archbishop of Eternal Splendor and the Elder of the Zentir Magic Tower, who had been corrupted by evil after fighting against the undead of the Apocalypse.The skin of the pitiful humans, which had turned pitch black, regained its original color.
“Thank you, Master of the Magic Tower.”“Thanks to you… I survived.”“They are also an asymmetric force.”
Reindel activated the magic circuits of his entire body.
I’ll take care of it.
… … !
The unidentified undead, concealing their existence with a robe adorned with gold trim, overwhelmed the seven archbishops with sheer deceit.
I knew it was an extraordinary monster, but to think it’s on the level of the Alliance’s asymmetric warfare capabilities… …?
Reindel is highly regarded among those who know him.
He sincerely respects and reveres Reindel, a follower of Luas who cannot like the world of dark magic. At times, he is also an object of envy. The only people who would dislike him are probably the Inquisitors or the Saint.
I ask of you, Master of the Magic Tower.
Delharun’s punitive expedition retreats with respect.
Reindel’s presence imposed silence. His white hair and age-spotted skin were traces of having fully embraced the passage of life and time, rather than rejecting it.
“You are a henchman of death.”
While death may be an unknown to all living things, he understood it. Thus, he was able to transcend the limits of life.
What do you exist for?
[imperishability.]
Sarkannon, the Fourth Commander of the Xerion Empire who presides over death among death, war, conquest (plague), and famine symbolizing the apocalypse’s end, said:
[And, salvation.]
The definition of salvation varies from person to person.
[You will not understand, Reindel Nexreon. Even if you do, nothing changes.]
As his sleeve slipped down, Sarkannon’s hand bones were clearly exposed and aimed forward.
[Since we are walking parallel lines.]
Parallel lines.
Reindel muttered, then let out a laugh. His chilling laughter sounded like water droplets clinging to a stalactite falling into a cave lake.
That’s interesting.
The realization of magic and awakening castrated Reindel’s will and fear. Until just a few years ago, the world he gazed upon was a colorless nightmare.His lightless eyes believed in nothing, and the black magician’s heart rejected even interest. The lies rampant in the world rendered everything meaningless.
But, I am happy now.
What could be the reason?Since when?
The cause and timing were clear.
It was when I visited the Kingdom of Esteria with Archbishop Joseph regarding the Glory of the Dead.It was through a meeting with the gray-haired wizard that it came about.
While death was predetermined the moment all living things came into being, only Verden remained fully alive. Only Verden possessed color.As Verden’s influence grew, color returned to the world.
Death was no longer a constant.Now, the future cannot be predicted.
okay…….
This is truly life.
Reindel tilted the dragon staff resting on the desolate earth.A red gem atop the tip, radiating an aura of intimidation.
The two of them cast instant death magic at the same time.
Life and Death Decree
Nythera
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The territories of the Delharun Extermination Legion and the Undead Legion were completely separated. It was a clash of death to protect the living and a clash of death to shatter the boundary between life and death.At their boundary, even the atmosphere was imbued with evil spirits, forming a mortal world.
Kugugugugugugugu… … !
The surrounding rocks and soil float as if gravity has been reversed.The sky darkens moment by moment.
Confrontation, also a close match.
The moment one is pushed back in a contest of power within the same lineage of magic, one of them is annihilated. This is because they are different deaths derived from the same concept of death.
“Hoho, a magic battle as soon as you arrive? As expected, you’re hot-blooded, unlike your appearance.”
Anthias, the Beast King boasting indomitable vitality, instinctively sensed the danger of this magical clash and bared his fangs.His fierce gaze directed belligerent murderous intent toward Akand, who stood on a nearby cliff.
“I thought you’d be stuck on that sky island the entire war just because you’re the Emperor. I like it. You have a fiery side, like Verden. Since it is the leader’s procession, only a dead beast would let him go after smelling the blood.”
Wildness overflowed from Antias.
Come down. Prey.
[Show some respect, beast.]
Lachdion, who presides over conquest in the Apocalypse, drew his sword from his waist. A terrible chill surged forth, crystallizing even the air.
[Please issue the execution order.]
“It is done, Lachdion. Go.”
[As the Six Apostles willed.]
A blast of bitter cold arose and engulfed Rakdion, and soon the bodies scattered.Their presence vanished.Only Gareth, the contractor of the Great Demon, perceived where the flow was heading.
The center of the garrison, turned into a complete mess.
‘Damn… when did that open?’
The Four Gates of Delharun, which Reindel had sealed, were already open. And the presence of that emaciated bastard entered the rift of the gate.
Does no one know?
Reindel is waging a magical battle.Antias is focusing on Arkhand.
“Ugh…….”
Gareth strained his voice, but only a groan escaped under Akhand’s pressure. Their eyes met. Gareth’s inverted eyes had returned to their original pupils.As soon as the other Transcendents intervened, the power possessed by the Great Demon of Parasitism was concealed once again.
Akand said with regret.
“Breaking through the Alliance’s spatial defenses to create an opening for them to
Akhand whispered, shifting his weight onto the leg that had trampled Gareth.
I hope you make a different choice next time.
Immediately afterwards, he kicked Gareth.
BANG!
Gareth was blown all the way to the opposite rocky mountain and crashed into, crushed under massive rock debris. The sight of a transcendent being overwhelmed in just a few minutes left the people breathless.
Ancient King.Transcendent Slayer.
Major General Miracel of the Royal Guard immediately ran to where Gareth had flown.
“I heard you are the greatest creature. King of Beasts, Antias.”
Akand gestured.
“Will you prove it?”
Antias burst into laughter. It was the maniacal laughter of a hunter, born of ferocious and primal excitement, qualitatively different from that of Reindel.
Okay.
Antias wiped the smile from his face.
The new model that disappeared.
The cliff where Gareth was defeated exploded in an instant.
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Boom! Boom!
Miracel swung the white oxen, smashing the obstructing rocks one by one. Not long after, a familiar arm was seen in a crevice between the rocks.
“Your Majesty, are you alright?!”
Gareth clenched his fist.
The debris pressing down on her body lurched and soon poured down to the sides. A corpse bearing the marks of a fierce battle lay before her.
“Rest…”“An undead bastard just entered the Gate of Death. I don’t know what his trick is, but I suppose the Old King’s purpose for coming here lies inside.”
Aching.
Gareth felt intense pain in his ribs, but he did not show it.
“The communication device.”“It still isn’t connecting. However, the Necromancer sent me a mental message.”“A mental message?”“Yes.”
As Miracel was heading toward Gareth, the voice of Reindel, who was dueling magic with an undead opponent, rang out clearly in her mind.
“It is said that the World Alliance headquarters has grasped the situation in Delharun to some extent. However, the former king must have certainly prepared a plan for a retreat long ago. They say that is when the bombing will fall.”“Bombing… is it the Saintess?”
That fanatic is the only transcendent being with the means to attack the other side of the continent.
Verden did not immediately deploy all of its asymmetric forces upon the appearance of the Old King.This was the correct judgment.If power is overconcentrated in one place, it becomes difficult for other continents to respond. While spatial teleportation is useful, it currently has inconvenient limitations.
Strange waves emanating from the Nine Gates are interfering with space across the entire continent,and the Seven Great Demon Kings are forcibly stabilizing the unstable spatial coordinates using the Demon Kingdom’s power sources and the arrangement of spatial magic circles.
Since the spatial teleportation field has already been used extensively due to the movement of the punitive forces, the overuse of
‘… … Since the power source of the source created by Vangelis is not infinite, the time will soon come when spatial travel becomes impossible on the continent.’
The number of long-distance
There are undead bastards around the gate.
The commander of the punitive expedition issued an order.
“I’ll send my mental energy to Reindel to clear the way, so just get rid of the guys getting in the way.”“……! Are you planning to enter the sect alone?”“Damn it.”
Gareth tore off the broken armor.
I can’t just end it with getting beaten up.
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Antias has never had a history of giving his all from birth until now. To be precise, he could not exert his full strength. Because there were no circumstances that warranted it.
Even when he subjugated the kings of the beastmen tribes to become the Beast King, when he crushed Gareth who challenged him, and when he went on various hunts… … .
It ended before the blood had properly boiled.
I had exchanged blows with Master Bendie of the Temple a few times, and although it was quite enjoyable, I couldn’t get very excited because it wasn’t a life-or-death battle.
World Conference.Emergency Summit.
He certainly found it an unfamiliar kind of fun, but a meeting was just a meeting, not a hunting ground. The hunt he pursued needed its own story.
The narrative of the prey.The purposefulness of the hunt.
A hunter captures animals and takes their bodies in order to live. Their purpose is clearly rooted in survival in a broad sense.
Antias was also a hunter with a purpose.
Had I simply followed my instincts, I would have settled things with the Transcendents long ago. Either Vendie or Antias would have died long ago.I would have fought to the death against Verden and the Saint without ever joining the World Alliance. The Seven Great Demon Kings, the Necromancer of the time who accompanied them… and so on.
What am I living for?
In the past, Antias gazed at the night sky where the full moon was clearly visible and asked himself.And without hesitation, he answered himself.
Sense of vitality.
I want to fully unleash my innate strength against obvious prey. Beyond leaving behind offspring, I want to prove a vitality that will be imprinted upon every living being.
It was so-called frustration.
Antias needed a place to relieve his accumulated boredom and itch. Perhaps… … if he thought peace would last forever, he might have later come up with a plausible reason to start a war against other races.
Lack of purpose in hunting?
That is strictly a matter of preference and taste.
There are no guys who stubbornly insist on such things other than transcendent beings of human origin pursuing ideals, and Antias was not a transcendent being.
In fact, this is a meaningless assumption.
For joy has already come into Antias’s life, much to his great delight.
The Second War of the Transcendents.
The narrative is sufficient.The purpose is perfect.
“Hahahahahahaha!”
The opponent is also a formidable opponent.
Kwagwagwaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!
Antias shattered the cliff from the center with a kick following a leap. Antias and Akand crossed paths, stepping on the cliff fragments scattered in the air. Hefluidly deflected the blade of [Magras] with his palm and delivered a clean strike to the solar plexus.
The moment Akand was sent flying backward, he kicked the rock hard and turned the gap into nothing.
Boom!
The gauntlet was thrust under his chin without fail. Antias spun his body in mid-air and stepped beneath the rock that had risen into the void.
Hoho.
He let out a gasp of admiration and accelerated even further.
A tidal wave of shock surged.
From the cliff being completely shattered into pieces until parts of it fell from the sky, pure power struck one after another in a short period of time.
Debris from the earth pouring down like a torrential rain.
Kwagwagwagwagwagwagwa… … !
Antias landed on the ground.He greedily licked the blood that had dripped from the corners of his mouth.
“A transcendent being born with the ability to transcend. Indeed. As the saying goes, there is no beast without footprints.”
Antias assumed a quadrupedal stance.
“He’s even more famous than he is known.”“I agree.”
Akand moved his hand from top to bottom as if putting on a helmet. Then, a pitch-black helmet, befitting the armor of an ancient king, covered his head.His face was obscured.Only a dark glow flickered through the gaps in the helmet, where nothing could be seen.
“You surpass the transcendents I killed.”
Although they belonged to different races, they both judged that the other’s physical abilities had truly reached their peak.A deep murderous intent surged within them.
He kicked off the ground.
The axis of the earth, pressed down from both sides, could not withstand it and split in half.
Antias’s strong claws surged like rays of light, and Akand’s dragon sword sliced through space like lightning from the bottom left to the top right.
Blood Beast
Xerion Empire Swordsmanship 5th Formation – Arcos
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A fierce strike unleashing explosive wildness clashed with a barrage imbued with the power of the Dragon Sword. The terrain within sight was transformed by the sheer force of the wind pressure alone.
The Beast King’s claws, capable of cleaving even the finest metals, could not penetrate Akhand’s armor. Although he delivered an internal shock with a punch, Akhand merely staggered before immediately counterattacking.
Whoosh!
The leather split as the dragon sword grazed it, and red blood gushed out. Dozens of sword energies gradually took over Antias’s territory.Even overwhelming resistance was useless against the dragon sword crafted by the ancient dwarves.
If hit squarely, it results in severance.Antias was in the same situation as Gareth.
However, the two were of different calibers.
Third Form – Rsat
Antias knelt on one knee amidst the internal destruction of Akhand. A pitch-black energy mercilessly trampled the embers of life force.
At the same time, a killer filled the field of vision.
Whoosh───!
The tip of [Magras]’s sword narrowly missed Antias’s abdomen. It was then that he grabbed Akhand’s entire arm with his whole body.And, pulling the corners of his mouth up fiercely, he lifted him high into the sky.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
Akand was struck headfirst.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Antias did not stop, but grabbed Akand’s ankle tightly and slammed him down repeatedly. Each time, the ground was gouged. He dodged the dragon sword by a hair’s breadth and hurled Akand toward a desolate mountain far away.
Antias’s teeth spreading up and down.
Great roar
A massive, wild breath devastated the mountain.
As if that was not enough, Antias charged wildly. He surged into the thick cloud of dust, pulling both hands to his right side.
Invisible vision.However, the senses are vivid.
Antias brought his hands together and thrust.At the same time, the Dragon Sword flew in.
Bang──────Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
Everything around was swept away by the shockwave and flew away without a trace. The aftermath of pure physical force was different from magic.
The sound of excited breathing and falling blood quietly echoed across the wasteland.
“I heard you overcame death, but it seems that doesn’t mean you aren’t suffering any harm.”
Antias brushed off the blood and dust from his hide. The wounds inflicted by the Dragon Sword were slowly healing due to its unique regenerative power.
“Then doesn’t that mean dying?”“Everyone has a different perspective on death.”
Akand walked through the ruins of nature,emitting an aura of death even stronger than before .
Will you test it out?
