Episode 1129 Backstory (2)
“I was wondering why Draven specifically chose me and that old man as the targets for the deal. The Four Gates deal was just an excuse; the real goal was to resurrect us. It wasn’t Draven, but you.”
Hisril blurted out the hypothesis he had grasped by intuition without even thinking.
“Am I right? The First Demon King.”
As I asked that, I tried to gauge the strength using my martial arts intuition, but I felt nothing.On the contrary, even the faintest trace of presence vanished.
I don’t know if it’s the main body or not… …has it completely broken free from the category of a transcendent being?
Just like terrified beasts, her instinct barked to bite the opponent before being hunted.Her Adam’s apple, drenched in cold sweat and tension, rose and fell briefly.
This is the unprecedented 9th rank.
I swung my sword in every direction in my mind, but the next strike wouldn’t follow. It wasn’t that I was subdued. My thoughts simply got cut off midway.
If Verden makes fighting spirit and blood boil… … you could say the First Demon King keeps the head cool.
It was the first time in my life I had faced an opponent I didn’t even feel like fighting. I don’t know about others, but she, in particular, made me feel absolutely terrible.
“Tch.”
She put away the blade and sat down loosely on the chair. Sherested her arms on the backrest.She narrowed her sharp eyes as she stuck the sword into the inn room floor.
“……Then that means you are at least 800 years old. Well, never mind. Who cares how old you are? Since you have come to find me like this, I suppose I can understand that you intend to reveal some unknown grand scheme you have been preparing for hundreds of years, right? After all, that must be why you resurrected me and the other two.”
Hisril stared straight ahead.
“As you can see, I’m ready to listen. I have quite a few questions, too. It’s up to you whether you answer or not. But before that, shall we go over just one thing?”
She forcibly drove out rational thought and brought out her true nature.Her blood flow accelerated, and her skin turned a faint red.
“You know very well what kind of people the Transcendents are, don’t you? They want to rip off anyone’s mouth first if they dare to speak their mind. I appreciate the resurrection, but who are you trying to use as you please? I’d rather just die.”
The atmosphere instantly turned hostile, but the king’s anger soon subsided.
But I’m a generous person, so I’ll forgive you if you promise me just one thing.
The Blood Empress demanded firmly.
Fight me.
There is no reason not to fight simply because it causes one to lose the will to fight. It must be the attitude of a transcendent being to not lose one’s essence, no matter how much one is suppressed.
“If they like it, they might cooperate?”
Hisril threw down the gauntlet to the violence of the most powerful emperor in the history of the Transcendents.
* * *
Clinton stopped by a bakery to buy snacks for his wife and daughter, and while he was at it, bought some for Hisril as well before heading to the inn where she was staying.He also picked up the latest international newspapers.Although she no longer lived in the same house since moving to Gargant, she was still a guest.
The atmosphere of the street is not bad.
International newspapers carried good news about the World Union, and through this, citizens gained a sense of stability.Of course, the information published in the newspapers was not everything, but it was likely true that the World Union was winning on every continent.
I sincerely hope that nothing serious happens until the end.
Praying for victory in his heart, Clinton climbed the stairs and knocked on the door. Knock. Before he could even knock twice, Hisril’s room opened.
“I bought some cake and drinks…?”“How about it, does it suit me?”
Hisril swayed her white hair, which had a faint reddish tint. She was not wearing everyday clothes, but attire that exuded a magical yet refined dignity. Asophisticated robe covered a full body armor that fit her perfectly. The word “Empress” involuntarily came to Clinton’s mind.
“Uh, it suits you, but… did you steal it?”“Even in this huge city, do you think there’s a place where you could steal equipment like this?”“I don’t think so.”
Clinton is a former mercenary. Having made a living with the sword, she could vaguely sense how precious the greatsword she carried on her back was, not just the armor.
Clinton suddenly spoke at the sight of her, looking so comfortable and free.
“I see your injuries have fully healed.”“The elixir tasted better than I expected. Oh, by the way, it was truly indescribably strong. I’d say it was on a whole new dimension beyond my imagination.”“Elixir…? A realm…?”“Anything beyond that is ‘taboo,’ so just accept it. Anyway, the important thing is that I feel relieved. Ha, that’s enough to make me agree to the deal.”
Hisril muttered incomprehensible things to herself. Still, one could tell that she felt as refreshed as if she had scratched an itchy back.
“You used that sword well.”“Oops.”
The sword lent to Hisril returned to Clinton. On the outside, it was no different from the original, yet a strange sharpness gripped him even though it had not been drawn from its scabbard.
“Something feels off with the sword.”“It’s because the energy I infused into it has seeped deep into the material itself. It is a truly extremely rare occurrence. It will dissipate on its own after one or two more swings, so don’t worry about it. The sword will be damaged, though.”“…….”“Just think of it as a disposable artifact. Let’s settle the debt I owe your family with that.”
Clinton soon nodded slightly.
“So you intend to leave.”“Something came up. Now that my body has recovered, I have no further business in Gargant.”“May I ask where you are going?”“The battlefield.”
Hisril walked past Clinton with a ferocious grin.
“Survive, Clinton. Until it’s all over.”
I stared blankly at the retreating figure of Hisril as he left, leaving behind villainous words. Just then, she returned and snatched the latest international newspaper, along with snacks and drinks, from his hands.
“I’m taking it since I was going to give it to you?”“Hahaha.”
Clinton laughed heartily.
Take care.
* * *
Kuu
Nekbael was enraged by the unpleasant pressure.
The towers vibrated.The air shook.
Nevertheless, Indren’s order was not broken.
[… … .]
It was only when they were nearing their destination that the oppression weakened, and Nekbael, sensing this, rotated his massive body and twisted the order with force before it could fully subside.The flow of order, which was like a net, became entangled in the dragon’s power and was soon torn apart.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The towers could not withstand the pressure and exploded in succession. A light characteristic of magical power stretched for tens of kilometers, spaced apart from one another.
‘You dispelled the Super-tier magic that was about to vanish just to inflict a backlash on me. How wicked…!’
Indren, who had been dissolved in the flow of order, manifested as if thrown out. He crashed not far from Nekbael, and the surrounding area collapsed.
Kuwagwagwagwa.
Nekbael flapped its wings and left a deep scar on the earth. The dragon, drawn to the open field, turned its eyes upward.
[The grandiose and meaningless persistence of your people never changes.]
That is our essence and our ideal.
Deus Widen looked down at Nekbael while holding a white staff.
Just as you were.
Bloodshot eyes appeared on the face.
[How dare a worthless wretch like you think you know─────!]
Nekbael charged and rammed into the cliff. The terrain was devastated by its sheer mass alone. A blade of contaminated water passed beside Deus and sliced through the violently swirling atmosphere.
Mado
Deus’s magical power began to encompass the laws of nature. The wizards of Lefragium performed a magical ritual.Magnificent pillars were summoned from various magic circles prepared in advance, using the entire region as a base, and sealed the area.
A prison with a radius of approximately 37.8 km where one swims endlessly, unable to even escape the concept.
The Water of Interconnected Principles
Unless he kills Deus, Nekbael cannot escape the Kingdom of Maren alone.
“Haha! You’re just like a fish trapped in a tank!”
[We’re the same, though.]
“Phew…….”
Vantoreon and Andes joined forces to form a siege around Nekbael.Indren also joined in while recovering from his internal injuries.
A loud noise spread.
The evil dragon Nekbael needed someone to vent his rage on.Vantoreon stood on the side of the Alliance to truly kill and be killed by Verden,Andes reached the modern era abandoning even transcendence to end the war with the Xerion Empire that he could not bring to an end in his generation, andIndren sought to restore stability to the world.
and.
Deus put his plan against the Citadel into action.
Since everyone had a clear purpose,only the action was meaningful.
* * *
The sound of objects being placed echoed irregularly in the audience chamber of the Sky Island Citadel.
Akand observed the battlefield.
Sarkannon was underperforming. Was the one-eyed giant summoned by a transcendent being of the dark magic realm, who was not mentioned in the intelligence, really capable of causing such a variable?
It was interesting.
Lachdion achieved his goal, but in the end, that was all.
I felt no particular sentiment about the defeat. In war, individual battlefields are merely a part of it. Even more so in this war, where transcendent beings run rampant.I was simply disappointed that I couldn’t utilize my two familiars for a little longer.
Verden intends to overwhelm the enemy from the early stages of the war by advancing with one heavy strike after another.It is a good judgment.Since the longer the Four Sects remain in existence, the more disadvantageous it will be for the continent, the better course of action is to make a bold move and shut down some of them first.
That is why… … .
Akand has the midpoint of the war in mind. That time when the World Alliance’s forces are unable to operate properly as a consequence of closing the Gates.Ultimately, the targets he is aiming his sword at are none other than the Continent and Verden.
widely.
As time passed, Akand placed his pieces on the world map, visualizing the end of the middle section. He predicted Verden’s move and responded with his own to complete the picture of the future.
The sound of footsteps spread softly through the audience chamber.
Akhand put away the map, which he no longer needed to look at until entering the second half, and greeted Tiazra Morton, the Crusader of Corruption who is currently managing the Glory of the Corpse in place of Lunesica.Dressed in the uniform of the Cresion Empire, she knelt and bowed deeply.
“The restoration of Lunesica Anternoa’s soul and body has reached approximately 90%.”“What about her consciousness?”“Judging by her reflexive reactions to external stimuli, I estimate that she will fully regain consciousness within a few days at the latest.”
Akand nodded.
“Tiazra, take command of the Glory of the Dead until Lunesica returns and destroy the Alliance from within. The Commander’s legions will assist.”“I obey the Imperial command.”
Rugugung… … .
At that moment, the entire Citadel trembled. It was not a mere movement, but a premonition just before the
Nekbael’s reaction was lost.
The source of all undead ruled by the Xerion Empire is the Citadel, and the Citadel is the totality of the power bestowed upon Arkhand by ‘you’.Since Nekbael is practically the embodiment of such power, if the connection is severed, the Citadel reacts and immediately moves to find Nekbael.
It is a fundamental and fateful gravitational force at work, much like the taboos of the world.
Provider.
Deus Widen is the only being capable of sealing the Evil Dragon in a specific region. It appears the Resistors were wary of the Evil Dragon from the start and prepared countermeasures of their own.
Will Verden really be in the Kingdom of Maren?
Verden is currently waging war in the Ternetia Federation, but it is uncertain whether that is Verden’s true entity.I suspect the latter, but I did not bother to distinguish between the two.It does not really matter.
This number will be too much to handle, Verden.
Akand rose from his throne.
* * *
Verden continued the pursuit using the [Black Hour Compass]. Passing through various cities, he eliminated all beings tainted by the Evil Dragon’s evil influence.
Even the undead who were once human.
Is it that only tragedy awaits him because he chased only the energy of the Evil Dragon with his compass, or has the Kingdom of Maren already been reduced to such ruins?
My emotions sank deeply.
‘… … That’s.’
Verden slowed down. He recognized the vast magical realm lying right before his eyes.The curtain completely blocked entry and exit, but at the inner edge, a pillar of a somewhat familiar shape caught his eye.
Deus Wieden.
It was similar, though slightly different in form from what I had experienced in the Arkadium’s Inhibition.It must have originated from the same branch.
Finally found the battlefield.
