章節 466: CHAPTER 625
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The last day of January 1803.
As Jin left Laprarosa, he expected the endless expanse of the reddish desert to greet him, as always.
After completing his first journey to Laprarosa, Jin accidentally met Darkflame, and he remembered the felinoids he met when he entered this time.
'What... is this?'
However, right after opening the door with the shadow sword and stepping into the human world, the scenery that greeted Jin was not the familiar Great Desert of Mitra.
A sticky wind, like rotten oil, blew relentlessly.
The wind carried a pungent toxicity, and the land and sky beyond it were shrouded in ominous darkness.
In addition, eerie and deep roars could be heard from various directions.
'Is this the Great Desert of Mitra...?'
Jin thought it was the Black Sea.
Jin looked down at the ground and realized that this desolate landscape of the Great Desert of Mitra was 'contaminated by chaos'.
There were sparse bits of sand left over here and there.
Even the last remaining traces of nature's vitality had been forcefully embraced by this sand, now murky and contaminated.
"Ha."
The Great Desert of Mitra was originally the land of the Plutonian tribe.
The Great Desert of Mitra, which frustrated numerous adventurers in pursuit of myths and legends, was the land that once held the golden city, Laprarosa, until the Plutonian tribe faced its destruction.
So, Jin dreamed of the day when his brethren's city would shine brightly in this desert again someday.
Right before exiting the door. Jin tightened the knot of the huge backpack on his back even more.
The bag contained the illuminating heart of the dead Plutonians from the past, a chaos purifier, Vahn's blood, and the blueprint of the golden armada.
'Even in death, you make a fuss until the end, Glyek....'
Jin gnashed his teeth at the thought of the terrible King of the Black Sea.
It was also worrisome.
'If the Great Desert of Mitra is in this condition, what about other places?'
Contaminated areas.
Two and a half years ago, there were about 50 contaminated areas known to the world.
New contaminated areas were discovered as the days went by, but the Great Desert of Mitra was not contaminated until Jin went to Laprarosa.
'Just as contagious chaos broke out after Glyek disappeared, the contamination on the ground was also spreading.'
At first glance, the contamination of the Great Desert was at a serious level.
It wasn't just contaminated with chaos, but it was considered as if the fragments of Glyek had directly fallen onto the land.
It was not an entirely unexpected problem.
There was no law saying that chaos contagion must be limited to living beings.
However, the fact that gaint forces like Runcandel and Zipfel "couldn't prevent it" was another story.
'Or maybe the Great Desert of Mitra has been excluded from the Purification Areas. If a large amount of manpower is still being put into cleanup of contaminated areas around the world, this could very well be the case.'
It was just a matter of leaving the desert and checking out other areas.
Anyway, Jin's first impression of the human world after 3 years was very unpleasant.
"Keeek!"
Suddenly, something viciously attacked Jin with a menacing sound.
Jin, without even looking at it, raised his lightning energy and killed it.
There was no need to observe because monsters were flocking from all sides, led by it.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred... Over a thousand.
Jin quickly estimated the approximate number of monsters surrounding him, but soon gave up. Counting beyond a thousand was not important at this point. It was just a matter of killing them all.
Jin pulled Sigmund out of the scabbard.
Plutonian Swordsmanship Battle God: 9th Sword Move
Annihilation
In an instant, the dark sky turned blue.
A wing-shaped lightning energy, formed behind Jin's back, spread a dazzling brilliance.
The soaring lightning energy seemed to tear the black sky at any moment.
And as soon as the lightning energy unleashed, a group of monsters rushing from the front died. They disappeared like dust consumed by fire.
Instead of screams, the bones and flesh of the monsters turned to ash, and scattered.
The monsters nearby, reflexively watching the ashes scatter, met their deaths just like that.
The pale blade was spraying sword energy in all directions like the reflected light of a sharp blade.
It looked like Jin was shooting randomly, but the countless blades were slaughtering the remnants of chaos without a single mistake. The monsters seemed emotionless.
Even as Jin lightly swung the sword, causing dozens to die at a time, they continued to charge without showing any signs of fear.
Jin didn't want them to run away in fear.
If time and circumstances allowed, Jin wanted to eliminate all the monsters that were defiling the land of his brethren.
Every second, dozens or even hundreds of monsters explode or split in half.
Ordinary chaos contagious people retained some semblance of their former appearance as humans. However, the monsters Jin was massacring were all pure remnants of chaos.
'There are quite a lot.'
If it had been Jin before became battle king, he wouldn't have made up his mind to eliminate all the monsters in the desert.
His original approach was to break through, escape, accurately assess the scale, and then seek more efficient methods.
It was to avoid the possibility of getting exhausted and becoming vulnerable while dealing with the endless onslaught of monsters.
There was no need for that now.
Even while pouring out lightning energy and aura like crazy, his body felt as comfortable as when he sat quietly for meditation.
Monsters of this level could no longer threaten Jin, even if a million of them swarmed him, just like ants couldn't do anything against a dragon.
'At this point, it seems like the whole world is using the Great Desert of Mitra as a waste disposal site... or did Kinzelo fall? But that's highly unlikely.'
The Great Desert of Mitra belongs to the Land of the Beastmen, and the land of the Beastmen was currently Kinzelo's territory.
Even if the desert was considered worthless land, there was no reason to let it go to waste like this.
'If Kinzelo hasn't really fallen, someone will come soon anyway.'
Having reached this conclusion, Jin momentarily halted his sword. It was because human figures could be seen between the monsters.
They were not minions of any faction Jin had expected to come after sensing his battle in the desert.
'Living Golems!?'
Or Majin.
They were distorted like the victims rescued during the subjugation of the Dark Magic Society, or they had no face or hair like the imperial family's Majin that he faced in Wantaramo Forest.
Intuitively, Jin could sense that they were 'discarded experiment subjects.'
Moreover, unlike the previous living golems and majins, their bodies were entirely tainted by chaos.
The Chaos Purifier can be effective only on infected people before complete encroachment and body transformation.
Besides, these beings had already undergone experimentation before being tainted by chaos, making them beyond the reach of purification even with Boras's purifying device.
Like other monsters, they rushed toward Jin.
Jin, who watched them carefully while avoiding their attacks, soon realized a shocking fact.
'There seems to be a certain pattern to the chaos...'
Like a magic circle or alchemical symbols, the chaos clinging to the bodies of these infected beings exhibited a complex yet discernible pattern.
The traces seemed to be part of an experiment.
The major factions weren't just cleaning up the infected and contaminated areas; they were also 'utilizing' them.
The experimental subjects could be broadly categorized into two types.
The incomplete Plutonian-type created by Kinzelo and the incomplete Majins, which seems to be created by collaboration between Zipfel and the imperial family. The former used lightning energy, while the latter used aura and mana.
It was no longer surprising that these experiments were pursuing the ideals of the Plutonian tribe and the magic swordsman.
All Jin could do for them was to grant them a swift end.
Some of them may have been forcibly captured, or they may have been betrayed after pledging loyalty to a faction and turned into test subjects.
Either way, Jin swung his sword to ensure that they felt the least amount of suffering possible, even if the basic sense of such feelings seemed absent in them.
Time passed, and the monsters Jin had slaughtered numbered well over tens of thousands. The discarded living golems and majins were no longer in sight.
Although the density of charging monsters remained the same, Jin showed no signs of fatigue.
The more he swung his sword, the more his rage grew.
Jin was hoping that a person, whom he could ask and argue about this terrible situation, would soon appear.
And soon, Jin felt a new energy, not chaos, beyond the dark landscape of the contaminated desert.
'They are finally here.'
It was still quite a distance away, perhaps over a thousand steps.
Yet, the figure emitting the new energy seemed to cause the unstable winds of chaos to sway.
'A demon, and a strong one at that. Zephyrin or Bianca. Which one could it be?'
The energy that pushed the chaos carried a dark energy unique to the demons.
It resembled the demonic energy Jin had sensed from powerful figures of the demon world, such as Zephyrin and Bianca Kaligo.
Jin unleashed a burst of lightning energy and calmly awaited the newcomer. The exploded lightning energy converged again into Jin's illuminating heart, but the nearby monsters couldn't even stand it and oxidized into ashes.
"Oh...!"
Eventually, the demon appeared in front of Jin.
It was neither Zephyrin nor Bianca. It was a male demon that Jin had never seen before, and as soon as he saw Jin, he exclaimed in admiration as if he had seen something interesting.
"I wondered what kind of crazy person was playing in my playground without any fear... Are you Jin Runcandel?"
Dressed in a flamboyant coat adorned with elaborate gold embroidery, gemstones, and embellishments throughout, he seemed to carry himself with what he believed was graceful elegance. In other words, he was revealing that he was an aristocrat of the demon world with his entire body.
Yet, despite the excessive display of vanity and extravagance, his mere presence caused the monsters in the area to hesitate.
As the monsters resumed their charge, a single gesture from him turned them into a storm of bloody hail.
Clearly, he was strong, surpassing the standards of strength Jin had encountered thus far.
"Black hair, handsome face, insolent gaze. That's right, Jin Runcandel! I never thought I'd meet you here. Allow me to introduce myself formally. I am Ranke Halovice, the 1st prince of the Halovice family, the 4th great Duke of the Demon World. The ruler and protector of the northern regions of the Demon world and their inhabitants, the owner of Mount Tna and Mount Karion...…."
"You bastard, are you a member of Kinzelo? It was wise of you to introduce yourself first."
Jin cut off his words and met Ranke's eyes.
"As I've heard, you have no manners….."
Huh?
Bang! Jin punched Ranke in the jaw before he could finish his sentence.
"Ugh!"
"Otherwise, you would have introduced yourself with a broken jaw."
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章節 467: CHAPTER 626
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The first emotion that came to Ranke Halovice's mind was confusion.
'My jaw, broken?! And in a single punch...!'
Ranke was proud of having the best physique in the four great dukes of the demon world.
It was the first time his bone was broken in a single blow in his reign as a powerful demon.
The next emotion that filled Ranke was anger. How dare someone interrupt him and even throw a punch without hesitation!
However, it was not yet the time to lose composure. Just because the opponent was uncouth didn't mean a noble like himself should stoop to the same level.
Creak! Ranke, who had distanced himself, forcibly aligned his misaligned jaw.
The displaced bone quickly healed as it returned to its original position.
"Attacking an unsuspecting opponent has always been the prerogative of the lowly. Hmph, I greeted you first with a welcoming heart, and you responded with such impoliteness... Kek!"
Bang!
The jawbone that Ranke had just realigned was once again broken as Jin swung his elbow.
Ranke increased the distance again and felt his tears welling up.
"Oh, come on!"
Ranke fixed his jaw when he stepped back again.
"Did you let your guard down again?"
"No, I only tried to maintain my dignity."
"Then you have died twice by my hands for trying to keep your dignity. If I had hit you properly, your head would be gone."
"Then, I have no reason to respect you anymore!"
Ranke's eyes turned red like blood.
A thorny whip materialized in his hand before anyone knew it.
"A thorny whip? What an elegant weapon you use."
Shaaak!
The whip flew with a bang.
Ranke turned dozens of remnants of chaos into ashes just by lightly waving his hand and releasing the demonic energy.
Of course, the power of the whip, properly imbued with energy, would be beyond comparison.
'Come to think of it, this is the first time I've faced someone since the last sparring with sister Baba.'
Was it because of that?
To Jin, Ranke's whip felt harmless.
It was like watching the clumsy swordsmanship of a novice knight.
Jin just couldn't get the impression that Ranke was strong.
'Don't you have any plans to avoid it?'
Thud, quack...…!
As Jin grabbed the thorny whip with his bare hands, Ranke's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.
The sturdy thorns of the demon world's thornwood were breaking lifelessly within Jin's grip.
'I heard that he was far below Bianca until two and a half years ago...! Did everyone lie to me!? He just grabbed it with his bare hands.'
All the information Ranke had about Jin came from the stories of the members of Kinzelo.
Therefore, he knew that Jin's battle prowess was already around 10-star even 2 years and 6 months ago, and he also kept in mind that Jin would have achieved considerable growth after entering closed door training.
But the human who now held the whip was different from what the members of Kinzelo had described.
"The only reason I haven't killed you outright is for one thing, demon."
"Ranke. Ranke Halovice!"
"Because I have some questions. Why did the Great Desert of Mitra come to this state, and why did you call this place a playground? Explain in detail, and I might show some mercy."
"Show mercy? Ha, I'm so speechless."
"I mean, I'll kill you in a way that won't be too painful."
"You seem to have grown a little more than what I have heard, but don't get too ahead of yourself. This Lord Ranke is indeed very strong."
"Is that so? Compared to Bianca Kaligo, I think you're very ridiculous."
"I am superior to that inferior Kaligo... Don't compare myself to that lowly bitch!"
Swoosh!
Ranke pulled the whip with all his might.
However, Jin was immovable like a giant stone, and Ranke's stance only became more ridiculous. Moreover, Jin seemed at ease, using only one hand.
"Ha, ha, ha. Alright, I admit it. Your strength... surpasses mine!"
Ranke took out a new thorny whip, resumed his attack on Jin. Only then did Jin effortlessly fend off the whip with Sigmund.
"Do you really not understand the situation, or do you have something to believe in? Are you waiting for your friends to come to your rescue?"
"This Lord Ranke doesn't need such things."
As Ranke said that, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
It was because Jin, who was supposed to be beyond the shower of the whip, had disappeared.
"It seems you're not accustomed to fighting against opponents stronger than yourself. In such situations, it's not about forcing courage by pushing away fear...," Jin's voice came from the side, ten steps away.
It was such a distance that it wouldn't be strange if Ranke was decapitated in the blink of an eye.
"It's best to quickly admit defeat and plan to survive. To do that, you need to prove your worth to the opponent. Present immediate reasons and evidence why you shouldn't be killed right away, so you can have a chance for the future. Besides, didn't I personally tell you what I want from you?"
Aaaah-!
The demonic energy shot by Ranke attacked Jin like a dragon's breath.
Of course, Jin easily avoided demonic energy and took his position again.
Demonic energy, which stretched into the air, went far by sweeping away everything that stood in its way.
Thump, thump, thump...! Ranke's heart pounded in his chest like the beating of a war drum.
Fear, an emotion he hadn't felt in quite a long time, now overwhelmed him.
"Tell me why the Great Desert became like this."
There is no killing intent in Jin's voice. It was a calm tone, but Ranke could feel cold sweat oozing from every pore.
Haa, haa, Ranke's breath became ragged.
He was thinking of his father.
'Is this green horn... really on par with my father's strength?'
It seemed like his father was standing in front. A terrible sensation, as if a huge unbreakable wall was closing in from all sides and threw Ranke into a swamp of panic.
"The Great Desert...."
"Well, it seems you've finally decided to get a bit smarter."
"The desert... the desert is, um, you see..."
Jin waited for a while, but Ranke trembled and couldn't say anything.
'This guy's in a strange state.'
Just as Jin was about to threaten him, Ranke's whip passed right in front of Jin's eyes.
Although he reacted promptly, it was a distinctly sharper attack compared to just a moment ago.
It was an attack that Ranke threw unconsciously.
Now Jin's eyes were filled with bloodlust.
"I don't know if you are scared or if some unpleasant memories surfaced in your mind. But you'll come to your senses if I give you a beating."
* * *
At the same time. The former headquarters of Kinzelo, Land of the Beastmen.
"What? Ranke suddenly went out, saying something happened in the desert?"
"Huh? Is there a problem with that?"
Ainas Kaligo and Bubare Gaston. As usual, the two shared sweet potato croquettes and received reports from beastmen.
Among those who remained in the old headquarters, Ranke was the only person outstanding enough to sense the battle in the Great Desert.
"If it's Ranke's summoning technique experiment, that's possible."
"Oh, that strange experiment where he wanted to summon the souls of the old grand dukes."
"Hmm. What do you think, Bubare! Should I tell the Grand Duchess or my sister?"
"Wouldn't Lord Ranke get angry if it was a simple experiment accident like last time? Lord Ranke is the kind of person who can't stand taking other people's help."
"What if it wasn't Ranke's experiment, but an intruder or something? The Great Desert is also the area where Jin Runcandel is believed to have moved last...…."
"Ah, it's already been over a year since the Great Desert was contaminated. Since then, everyone has been using it as a dumping ground for experiments. Do you think that damn guy stayed there because he wanted to train? We also did a search."
"Indeed, that makes sense, right? Bubar is undeniably smart! But well, even if it's an intruder, there's probably no one but the Tikan's people who came to retrieve waste."
"Although Lord Ranke is a little stupid, but he is not someone to be beaten by the Tikan's people."
"Well, it wouldn't even be a problem for my older sister. But Ranke is strong too. He's really strong, especially when he loses control. Even before the downfall of the demon world, we were well aware of rampaging Ranke. Anyway, when Ranke comes, let's ask him to prepare some food. Something delicious!"
"Let's try out new cookies that will break Latrie's refreshment shop!"
***
"Keuk, kek...."
While Ainas and Bubare chatted away, Ranke suffered a devastating defeat against Jin.
Whenever the trauma related to his father was triggered, Ranke usually went into a rampage, becoming stronger. In that state, he was invincible against anyone.
However, as of today, the undefeated streak of 'Rampaging Ranke' has been broken.
When he won, he didn't remember the process, but not this time.
Although it was a close battle, from the point when he started to be pushed back in earnest, the rampage was stopped and his consciousness returned.
"Whoa."
Jin wiped his forehead and caught his breath.
He was also bleeding from cuts and bruises all over his body.
He was not fatally wounded, but there were several injuries that could be called serious.
However, if he hadn't fought while protecting the backpack containing the items from Laprarosa, he would have ended up with only minor wounds.
"So demon, you mean."
"Stop... calling me...… demon. My name is...… Ranke...… Halovice. Since I listened to your request... You too... should show some... cough, respect..."
Ranke vomited blood. He was barely breathing, with all his limbs broken.
"Yes, Ranke Halovice. I'll acknowledge your tenacity. Anyway, according to your explanation, the reason the desert turned out like this is that all the factions used it as an experimental disposal site after contamination. You just used it as a playground because you liked it here, is that what you're saying?"
"Yes...."
"The first reason is acceptable, but the second is not enough. You were trying to do something here."
"Just... I like it here, that's all."
Jin thought for a moment about what Ranke was trying to do here.
And Ranke was conscious of the backpack that Jin had been trying to protect.
Finally, it seemed that the only way to survive was to create an opening by aiming for it.
And Jin decided that whatever Ranke was trying to do here, it was a matter of knowing later.
"Well, that's enough. I'll take care of the rest. Oh, and I'll tell you in advance. If you're thinking of doing something to my backpack to get out of this crisis, forget about it."
Ranke lowered his head.
He had attempted to do so even before things got this messy, but he couldn't even leave a small scratch on the backpack.
It would be even more challenging now, and as long as Jin was aware of it, it was absolutely impossible.
"I lost, kill me...."
"I am going to. Is there anything you want to say?"
"At this place, erect a monument that commemorates my glory and nobility..."
While listening to Ranke's last words.
Suddenly, Jin struck down his sword at the fallen Ranke.
Whenever an important figure in Kinzelo was in danger, he would appear without fail and unexpectedly. It was because the steel gate of Orgal, the Demon Beast King, was formed over Ranke.
'Ha! It's been a while since I've seen that damn steel gate.'
Ching-!
The speed at which the metal gate sucked in Ranke was a little faster. Jin narrowed his eyes in annoyance and glared at the steel door.
Even after saving Ranke, the steel gate didn't disappear right away and Jin heard his voice.
[You're back, Jin Runcandel.]
It was the voice of Orgal, the leader of Kinzelo.
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