Chapter 913 - Resolve; Fast and Heavy
It was a fight watched with intense concentration by everyone, from the Crimson Cloak Knights to the ordinary soldiers, without even blinking an eye.
Even if they couldn't catch all the movements, they could see flashes of light, lightning strikes, and things being torn and bursting apart.
Most of the spectators had sweaty palms and dry mouths.
The lives of those remaining here also hung on the victory or defeat of those fighting.
It would be a lie to say they weren't tense.
Of course, the reason for the tension wasn't just because lives were at stake.
'Will they win?'
When the enemy keeps reviving even after being killed?
'Still, we have Sir Cypress.'
Anyone watching would likely have wavering hearts.
The demon that appeared behind the Great Emperor aimed for that point.
Break the minds of those watching, brainwash them, and encroach upon their bodies.
Then strike from behind.
Will is willpower; if the mind collapses, a knight's sword becomes dull.
It was a tactic for victory the demon knew and a truth of the world.
-I will chew and swallow you all.
The demon whispered in the ears of dozens of soldiers.
The whisper sounded right next to their ears, making their hair stand on end and sending a chill down their spines as soon as they heard it.
"Ah, damn."
Several soldiers were startled and spun around.
Some punched or thrust spears into the air, and others hit their own ears.
Naturally, nothing was caught or seen, only the demon's words continued.
The demon spread poison in everyone's hearts with just its voice.
-Choose a side even now.
The temptation was vivid and direct.
The demon clearly defined what they had to do.
-Turn around.
-Your place is here.
-I will give you gold, silver, and treasures you will never have in your lifetime.
-Everything you desire shall be fulfilled.
-You shall dream comfortable dreams in my embrace.
Presenting delusions with just voice.
Most soldiers imagined fluffy beds and greasy food.
The demon couldn't play tricks on everyone.
Those outside the realm of divinity created by Audin and Theresa were the targets the demon aimed for.
All of them heard the demon's whispers and suffered from its temptation.
Amidst dozens of words heard consecutively, one soldier bowed his head deeply and muttered.
The mumbling words didn't convey meaning immediately.
The soldier mumbled again, then raised his head and conveyed his intention in a clear tone.
"Get lost. Already."
Few soldiers looked around in surprise.
More people gritted their molars and changed only their eyes despite the demon's temptation.
They were those guarding the Demonic Realm and seasoned veterans.
-You dare?
At the soldier's words, the demon expressed rage.
A voice that would make one pee their pants just by hearing it.
"I said get lost."
The soldier answered boldly and picked his ear.
The hand picking the ear trembled.
Few people completely overcame the fear the demon gave.
However, acting while knowing is courage.
The soldier showed courage, not recklessness.
"Right, just get lost."
"Bothersome fuck."
The demon's words didn't reach anyone's ears anymore.
Instead, all soldiers captured those fighting in front in their eyes.
"Said you're annoying, you retarded bastard."
Those fighting on the Southern Front had foul mouths.
They didn't hold back curses even towards a demon.
To be honest, they poured out curses more fiercely when dealing with monsters or demons that could communicate.
All this was a byproduct of courage.
The demon underestimated them.
They stood here by their own will.
Not by coercion, pressure, or oppression.
If someone asked them why they were in the army, they would have only one thing left to say.
"Because there are people to protect."
Putting all that meaning into it, one soldier muttered.
"For those standing behind our backs."
Knights and soldiers alike had the same mindset.
Krang smirked at the demon's whisper.
Wasn't it doing something truly ridiculous.
"Running wild claiming to be a demon. I express my deepest respect to someone who goes around boasting about being a moron. Ah, were the words too difficult? My consideration was lacking. Fine, let me speak more easily. Speak honestly. You are treated as a retard even among demons, right?"
It was biting eloquence.
Krang continued.
"Shut up and get lost."
The demon, the Parasitic Demon of Heat, is a part and the whole.
Its authority was dividing its body to parasitize and dominate the host.
Therefore, the demon's rage now was genuine.
Because the insult transmitted here was also conveyed to the main body.
-I will make you struggle in pain for a lifetime, unable to live or die.
The demon whispered again.
This time it was only for Krang.
"Yeah. I will definitely kill you too. Shall we promise hooking pinky fingers? You dumb fuck?"
Naturally, a demon's rage is different from a mortal's.
It didn't spew curses consecutively because it was angry or rush into reckless action immediately.
The Parasitic Demon of Heat acknowledged its attempt failed.
Only, it vowed to definitely keep the words formed by its will.
'Now, Enki, if you lose now, looks like I won't be able to live or die peacefully.'
Krang stood with arms crossed, not moving an inch.
A confrontation with a demon, he could do a hundred times more.
If he could win by doing that.
'Win.'
So he just hoped desperately.
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Enkrid just found the Great Emperor running his mouth fascinating.
Why does he let his guard down like that every time he fights?
It was at that moment that his thought accelerated instantaneously and captured the weakness the Great Emperor possessed.
'Not much combat experience.'
The gap in that experience was worth digging into.
That's why.
The moment the Great Emperor said 'Fulfill,' Enkrid was already behind the Great Emperor's back.
His movements resembled Jaxen's, likely due to the him being the person who taught him.
Amidst the demon's mumbling about gifts or whatever, his Dawn fell behind the Great Emperor's back.
Kwaga-gak!
'Hard.'
Dawn scratched the Great Emperor's back.
Only, couldn't cut.
He wore thin armor on his body, and its strength was beyond expectation.
'It was a sword strike containing Will.'
Fighting with accelerated thought.
The Great Emperor was also a person capable of such a feat.
Tang! Tang! Tang! Tang! Tang!
The iron whip bounced off the ground and rushed in like a snake.
Enkrid drew Dawn obliquely downward hitting the Great Emperor's weapon, then he used that force to throw his body sideways, and in that gap, Cypress's sword stabbed the Great Emperor's neck.
Puk!
The difference in experience was stark.
The fight seemed to end in an instant.
Outwardly futile, but in reality, the result of meticulous calculation.
Enkrid established a plan instantaneously while fighting and executed it.
'I am the bait.'
His attack was to check the enemy's defense level and draw attention.
In the meantime, the real attack is done by Cypress.
There was no agreement or promise, but the moment one stepped forward first showing intent, the other just had to follow.
If Cypress hadn't followed, he just had to use the next move.
'Easier than Beelrog.'
Enkrid thought so, and Cypress felt things went wrong as soon as he plunged Resolve.
Bbeong!
With a blade stuck in his neck, the Great Emperor used the back of his hand as a weapon and swung.
Towards Cypress's abdomen.
Cypress retracted his uninjured leg.
His foot received the Great Emperor's fist.
Kwang! Deudeudeuk!
Dust rose mixed with noise.
Cypress flew to one side and barely stopped balancing.
Using Resolve stuck in the ground as a support, a long sword mark remained on the ground.
"Wek."
He vomited blood.
Enkrid perceived the offense and defense between the two.
Even if his vision was blocked, for a knight, grasping the situation without looking was easy.
'Didn't die.'
He doesn't die even if stabbed in the neck?
Does he possess an immortal body or something?
Enkrid frowned and concentrated.
Through the dust, he saw the flesh of the Great Emperor's nape tangling, twisting, and clumping.
-Where.
It must've been thanks to the demon.
"Almost died."
The Great Emperor was calm.
His tone as if he would have no lingering regrets even if he did.
"This is really."
Cypress, who vomited blood, muttered, kneeling on one knee and straightening his waist.
He seemed to be barely holding on.
"Can't go on like this."
The Great Emperor spoke extending both hands.
"Uh?"
"Uh-uh-uh?"
Matching that gesture, some of those watching from behind flew in front of him.
Literally flew through the sky and fell in front of the Great Emperor.
Then they were ground as if caught between iron maces the size of human bodies.
They looked like lumps caught between millstones.
Kwadeudeudeuk.
Bones, flesh, and blood crush and clump together.
"Kkiaak!"
"Aaaaaak!"
Malice filling the battlefield poured out harmony.
An orchestra filled with screams.
The number of people flown overhead exceeded a hundred.
Heat rose from their bodies, then distorted, crushed, and rolled on the floor.
That became another weapon of the Great Emperor as is.
Holding an iron whip in one hand and a flesh whip in the other.
A weapon dyed dark red with clumped blood and flesh.
Simultaneously, part of that flesh wrapped around the Great Emperor's body becoming armor.
A collective of bones and flesh wrapping the whole body except the face undulated releasing a bizarre wave.
Ah-ah-ah-.
A sight that would make even a fairly bold person get goosebumps just by looking.
Even seeing this, the Lihin-Stetten army didn't run away.
Enkrid and Cypress noticed that first.
They still stood behind the Great Emperor without taking their eyes off.
"Acting viciously. Tyrant of the South."
Cypress said.
The fear created by the Great Emperor took root in all of them.
No one could disobey the Great Emperor's words.
For instance, even if comrades and colleagues chatting until just now became part of the Great Emperor's weapon, they remained silent.
The Great Emperor held the flesh whip and extended his left hand forward.
A glove dyed dark red caught the eye.
Part of the armor made from his subordinate soldiers.
"Fulfill."
The Great Emperor said.
Revives even if killed and killed again.
Enkrid imagined he heard Rem's voice from far away.
"Hey, aren't you going to finish already?"
Throughout this happening, Enkrid aimed for the Great Emperor's opening, but couldn't this time.
While making the flesh whip, the Great Emperor watched his and Cypress's movements.
The demon too.
-You shall pay the price for refusing the proposal.
Though somehow that bastard looked like a guy who was all talk.
'Giving off Krais's demon vibes.'
It wouldn't happen, but if Krais ever became a demon, seemed he would be exactly like that.
Looking like a demon running wild with only a mouth alive playing tricks front and back.
'But he is a bigger moron than Krais.'
While roughly organizing thoughts, Enkrid's vision scanned the Great Emperor's whole body, and thoughts continued in his head.
If there was such a thing as intelligence used only for so-called combat, Enkrid was an outstanding talent in that area.
'Agonize. Find a way somehow.'
While the Great Emperor made the flesh whip and Cypress stood up, Enkrid thought.
Accelerating thought, wandering to find a winning path.
"Looking the way you think, calling you a genius isn't a waste."
He had heard such praise.
Words spoken by Luagarne.
Even before the Troublemaker Squad, Enkrid survived with truly meager skills.
One of the reasons was because he possessed something extraordinary.
That something is always intuitively knowing where to fight and how to fight.
Only, he couldn't perform properly because his body didn't follow, but it was different after becoming a knight.
Arms and legs moving if desired and Will overflowing without drying up exist.
'One blow.'
I must cut the neck at once.
If the conclusion is reached, what is needed?
'Nature Transformation.'
A sword strike struck at a level the enemy cannot follow.
'Fast and heavy.'
Match the change of Will flowing in his body to that.
Fit and change to the optimal form to reach the conclusion.
Did Cypress say to listen to what the body says.
Enkrid ruminated on that advice too.
Lightning sparked in his head.
Thoughts connect, grabbing the end of inspiration and sprinting.
'Fast and heavy sword.'
Will changes.
It can change.
"If Uske is Will that never runs dry, then Induless refers to a stage where the very nature of it changes."
'Transformation of Will.'
Enkrid felt Will swirling in his body and infused intention.
'Change.'
As I wish.
Intention was the catalyst leading Will and everything.
Enkrid promoted the change inside his body like that.
"I swear. Until I kill you, my body is not mine and neither is my will"
In the meantime, Cypress's mouth opened.
He is the Knight of Resolve.
A process like the one done now existed at the base of the alias and the nickname of the one accomplishing anything.
He risked everything every time he burned lifespan and fought.
Enkrid's Will is unending , but Cypress wasn't.
He increased the total amount of Will through endless vows.
What does the current action say.
Cypress lives the present with repeated vows and oaths.
"Should have expressed my gratitude to Sir Audin."
With Audin's performance, Cypress reserved stamina even a little.
If not for him, wouldn't even have come this far.
Reserved strength because he protected the frontline units.
If he hadn't awakened the holy relics and blocked the disease, he wouldn't have had time to rest dealing with surrounding monsters.
"Even if I only have a single, I will live as I wish. Sir Enkrid."
A faint light flowed in his resolve.
The light flowing from the sword was everything he had.
Enkrid looked quietly at his back.
A shadow cast on his back.
His back looked truly big and wide.
In the past, it would have been a sight he just watched quietly.
"Fast and heavy."
Self-talk spat while concentrating and concentrating again.
Intention burns representing his wish.
Will fluctuated and swirled crazily inside the body.
The swirled Will rode both arms and dwelled on the sword.
Power originating from intention materialized and covered the blade.
"Fast and heavy."
Enkrid recited once again.
He soon didn't even put Cypress in his view.
Only the Great Emperor wearing armor made of flesh entered his eyes.
-Futile.
The demon whispered, but no one including the Great Emperor answered.
Recognizing the mistake from earlier, the Great Emperor shut his mouth and concentrated.
He also accelerated thought and risked everything in this clash.
Huung.
The flesh whip moved alive and spun alone in the air.
'Dominion.'
The Great Emperor concluded the nature of Will he possessed into one.
He lived over a hundred years with the habit of putting everything touched under his limbs.
His words were coercion and oppression, and the weapon he possessed was a symbol of dominion.
If touched, all became his, and if spoke, all had to kneel under his feet.
'Everything touched is mine.'
The name of his inscribed weapon is also 'Dominion'.
Cypress burst oaths exceeding his limits.
Probably a feat likely to be the last in his life.
Amidst the Great Emperor keeping his position, the two charged and clashed.
The process of hitting, tearing, dodging, and cutting continued.
By the end of it, Enkrid's Dawn cut the Great Emperor's flesh whip and severed his left arm, while Cypress and Enkrid's other sword pierced the demon's image and blew away the Great Emperor's neck.
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