Chapter 214 – Demon Lord Berid (3)

40 meters tall.

A massive Demon Lord, the height of a 10-story building, threw a punch toward the sky.

Kwang!

With the sound of air exploding, part of the clouds scattered.

Though invisible, powerful demonic energy had cleaved through the sky.

[Where did you run off to!]

Sun-woo and his sword flying through the sky had disappeared along with the clouds from the Demon Lord’s punch, but Demon Lord Fourcas could tell that the human who wounded his arm hadn’t died.

‘That was close to death.’

As the Demon Lord thought, Sun-woo was safe. He had urgently spatial transferred to a visible location when the mighty demonic energy suddenly flew at him.

Sun-woo, who spatial transferred behind a rock in a field far from the giant Demon Lord, immediately activated illusion arts to the fullest to conceal his body.

If he had strength remaining, he could have faced it, but he didn’t have much stamina left from continuous spatial transfers and sword riding flight across the sky.

Though it was a body strengthened through bone transformation, it wasn’t easy to handle internal energy that reached the Manifestation stage, powerful divine status, and magic power.

Using internal energy and abilities for such a long time as now, his body couldn’t endure.

‘Is this why gods abandon their bodies? At this rate, I won’t be able to properly use internal energy or divine status.’

Looking at his clothes, a mess from the wind, Sun-woo sighed.

Sun-woo slightly poked his head out beside the rock and looked at the collapsed ruins.

There, the enraged giant continued causing havoc.

When the giant stomped its foot, the ground split, and when it swung its arms, a distant hill collapsed.

“It’s definitely the Demon Lord I met before, right?”

He couldn’t be sure about other parts, but he definitely remembered seeing the giant’s arms.

The Demon Lord had looked so terrifying before, but if he released all his seals, it seemed possible to face it.

But Sun-woo’s concern wasn’t the giant rampaging in front.

The tremendous demonic energy continuously surging from the collapsed tower behind it and the intense power felt from its center were making Sun-woo frown.

“Should I retreat?”

He had rushed here thinking he could face about one Demon Lord, but it seemed there wasn’t just one.

But the demonic energy gushing out was no joke for retreating.

If left alone, it was clear that more than just one or two Demon Lords and demon realm creatures would escape.

‘Well, all my work is like this.’

Sun-woo, who let out a small sigh, checked his body.

His body was gradually returning to normal now.

Sun-woo slightly weakened his illusion arts.

[There you are!]

As expected of a Demon Lord, it immediately saw through the slightly weakened illusion arts and rushed toward Sun-woo’s direction at tremendous speed.

Though it was a distance of several kilometers, the Demon Lord arrived at Sun-woo’s location in less than 10 seconds, as if a track athlete had run 100 meters.

‘Where did he sell the laws of physics! How is that bulk moving so fast?’

He didn’t think at all about his own nonsensical abilities, but such thoughts naturally arose at the sight of reality disappearing.

Though he was surprised by the too-fast speed, there was enough time to use what he had prepared.

Kwagwang!

The body of the Demon Lord that arrived in front of the rock where Sun-woo was hiding sank deeply downward.

Not just half-buried, but his entire body sank.

Earth spirits had created a huge hole.

It was ground weakened because the Demon Lord had been causing havoc. Thanks to that, they could easily create a large hole.

The Demon Lord wouldn’t be wounded by just such an attack, but it was sufficiently effective as a method to block movement.

After the Demon Lord fell into the hole, Sun-woo jumped into the hole.

Underground was Sun-woo’s home turf. Having lured the enemy in, it was time to finish it.

After Sun-woo jumped in.

A tremendous earthquake began occurring underground.

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[Is that even human?]

Watching the tremendous pile of dirt shoot up into the sky with an explosive sound, Demon Lord Berid muttered.

[He did have various abilities unlike others, but until a while ago, he was just an ordinary summoner.]

At his words, Yang Hwa-su wearing thick plate armor answered.

Yang Hwa-su couldn’t understand the scene before his eyes.

Until just now, he had trusted his body that possessed part of a Demon Lord’s power.

Though he couldn’t help it against a real Demon Lord, he thought he wouldn’t lose to anyone else.

Though he couldn’t move because of Demon Lord Berid’s summoning, he believed he could eliminate Sun-woo if he stepped forward, and all others agreed with his thinking.

But such thoughts of Yang Hwa-su were all smashed by the fight unfolding before his eyes.

He couldn’t know the situation because it was underground, but still, fighting a Demon Lord head-on.

It was something Yang Hwa-su couldn’t even imagine.

[Hmm. Should I consider him a god with a body? Still, I thought I deceived the eyes of gods and the system well, but it wasn’t perfect. Well anyway, if I just eliminate that guy, this planet will roughly become my territory. I’ve scattered bait in other dimensions too, so I’ll slowly push in.]

The man wearing a crown. Demon Lord Berid showed a slightly regretful expression.

[Well, it would have been nice to contaminate all three dimensions, but that’s how life is.]

Berid glanced back.

Through the passage, demon realm residents, demons, were revealing themselves one by one.

Moments later, the endlessly continuing earthquake stopped.

[It seems to be over.]

Yang Hwa-su opened his mouth, feeling the massive demonic energy rising to the surface.

The skill of fighting the Demon Lord head-on was impressive, but after all, it was impossible for a human to challenge a Demon Lord.

Yang Hwa-su, who wanted to kill him directly, felt very regretful.

But Demon Lord Berid’s expression wasn’t very good.

He tilted his head with an expression of not understanding.

[The form of demonic energy is a bit different? What happened?]

Yang Hwa-su couldn’t know, but Berid doubted the nature of the demonic energy currently rising.

Puwak!

Then, spewing dirt and dust, a figure shot up above ground.

The one who came up wasn’t the giant but a small person. It was Sun-woo.

When Sun-woo appeared, both Berid and Yang Hwa-su’s faces stiffened.

Yang Hwa-su was surprised that the one who appeared was Sun-woo, but Berid was shocked by the demonic energy flowing from Sun-woo’s body.

[Was he a Demon Lord? No. He had no demonic energy. Earlier it seemed like he had divine power too?]

But it wasn’t a situation to just be surprised.

Because Sun-woo was running over with demonic energy wrapped not just around his sword but his whole body.

[Everyone attack!]

Berid ordered the demons that had already come out or were exiting the passage to the demon realm.

[You go and block him too!]

And he also gave orders to Yang Hwa-su.

Yang Hwa-su, already subdued by the Demon Lord, couldn’t refuse his orders.

Along with hundreds of demons, Yang Hwa-su also rushed toward Sun-woo.

Meanwhile, Sun-woo, who had managed to steal Demon Lord Fourcas’s demonic energy at the end of the fight, was now overwhelmed by Fourcas’s demonic energy and couldn’t think straight.

He should have taken time to push it into his body’s core to stabilize it, but seeing the demonic energy pouring out, there was no time for that.

Thanks to that, he had no choice but to spread the stolen demonic energy throughout his entire body without refining it.

And as a result, he couldn’t come to his senses dealing with the surging madness.

Kwaaaaaa!

Demons rushed toward Sun-woo.

Demons with lizard heads, bird-form demons with three heads, demons of all kinds poured toward Sun-woo.

And toward those demons, Sun-woo swung his demonic energy.

The demonic energy loaded on his sword stretched like a whip and struck in all directions, and the demonic energy wrapped around his whole body ground up the demons approaching him as if alive.

Countless blood and flesh shot up, the ground was gouged, and the air resonated.

“Kuhahahaha!”

Sun-woo roared with mad laughter toward the sky.

He felt refreshed.

The more he was attacked, the more freely the demonic energy moved.

Every time he poured demonic energy toward rushing enemies, thrills ran through his whole body.

Blocking rays with demonic energy, lifting his sword to gouge out the eyes of charging demons, raising his hand blade to pierce a demon’s belly and pull out its intestines.

The feeling of demonic energy moving freely.

No, at the feeling of enemies bursting apart, Sun-woo smiled brightly.

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[He’s gone mad. Is another insane demon being born? Or should I just kill him here? It feels like I worried for nothing.]

Watching Sun-woo rampaging against hundreds of demons, Demon Lord Berid clicked his tongue.

He worried after Sun-woo defeated the Demon Lord, but the result was that he went berserk.

If left like this, it seemed a demon that lost its ego would emerge.

While pondering whether to kill him or not, Berid’s eyes caught Yang Hwa-su’s figure.

Yang Hwa-su stealthily approaching behind fighting Sun-woo. Seeing that, Berid smiled slightly.

[Ho, you’re going to eat that? If you eat it properly, you’ll become quite strong.]

Yang Hwa-su’s body, modified to obtain a Demon Lord’s power. Yang Hwa-su planned to use his body to absorb the demonic energy Sun-woo was emitting.

[Try it. If you succeed, I’ll use you as my right hand.]

At Berid’s voice echoing in his head, Yang Hwa-su smiled crookedly.

Until moments ago, he couldn’t even think of fighting. But now it was sufficiently worth a try.

The powerful strength remained the same, no, became stronger, but the strength just became stronger.

The sight of swinging demonic energy without thought to attack enemies was not human but just a foolish monster intoxicated by power.

Of course, if caught in the demonic energy it would quickly be over, but Yang Hwa-su just needed that brief moment.

Kwang! Bang!

Kwahahahaha!

The moment screams and shock sounds spread and another handful of demons turned to blood.

Yang Hwa-su rushed forward.

Pwok!

As expected, the demonic energy Sun-woo wore was mighty.

Though he approached Sun-woo seeing an opening, the demonic energy swirling around Sun-woo’s body literally dismantled Yang Hwa-su’s armor and tried to grind up Yang Hwa-su’s body with it.

Blood spreading everywhere. But Yang Hwa-su didn’t stop. And his body could still endure.

Though it had a human form, his body inside the armor was completely different from human.

The appearance of various monster bodies mixed together like rags was a horrible sight to behold.

The reason he wore armor wasn’t for defense but just to cover his body.

His body torn apart by demonic energy reconnected messily in an instant.

Since it was an attack by demonic energy, it couldn’t recover easily, but his body was a peerless chimera created by combining magic, science, and supernatural powers.

Rather, unlike other demons or Demon Lords, he could recover from demonic energy attacks.

However, he barely maintained only his body’s form, complete healing was impossible.

But this much was enough.

Yang Hwa-su’s desperately extended hand grabbed Sun-woo’s nape.

[Check. Mate.]

Through Yang Hwa-su’s hand, the demonic energy in Sun-woo’s body began being sucked out.

Kwaaaaaa!

Sun-woo screamed, but Yang Hwa-su’s hand didn’t leave Sun-woo’s neck.

Berid, watching that sight, pulled back the attacking demons.

Sun-woo, who screamed and struggled, knelt down and lowered his head.

And Yang Hwa-su, who removed his hand from Sun-woo’s neck, smiled at the overflowing demonic energy.

Power overflowed through his whole body. Demonic energy boiled up throughout his body. Just by feeling it, he could sense he had become more than twice as strong as before.

He still couldn’t handle a Demon Lord, but if he gathered power a few more times like this, he might be able to face a Demon Lord.

[Well, sorry but. You ended up doing something good for others.]

Yang Hwa-su decided to kill Sun-woo right away as repayment.

His removed hand headed toward Sun-woo’s neck again.

Pwok!

That moment, the sound of a sword being stabbed came from Yang Hwa-su’s chest.

“I’m sorry too. For having to kill my life’s benefactor.”

Sun-woo, who stabbed the sword into Yang Hwa-su’s heart, was looking at Yang Hwa-su with a face from which madness had disappeared.