章節 592: CHAPTER 749

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'Ah, this little brat... Even though he insists on fighting alone, I can't feel uneasy for some reason.'

The strength recovered through Numerus' blood, must have hit rock bottom again, and evil god might still be a hidden ace up her sleeve for emergencies.

However, looking at Jin's back as he confidently strides towards evil god, there is no trace of anxiety whatsoever.

It was unimaginable that Jin would lose to the evil god.

The reason is unknown. It's just a difficult-to-explain certainty that comes through intuition alone. Jin's Runcandel shines brighter than evil god'.

'He has grown a lot since I last saw him.'

Murakan turned around, exhaling his breath into the storm of chaos.

The breath tore through the storm like a piece of paper, creating an exit for Murakan to leave.

[After we finish this fight, I probably won't be around. But we'll meet again soon, so wait for me while taking good care of the strawberry pie.]

"Go confess your feelings in person. Gilly is also in the midst of fighting."

[Confession is childish... No, this crazy kid! Did you bring the strawberry pie here? To this dangerous place?]

"She said she definitely wants to participate."

[Well, even so! Ah, I should go quickly!]

In truth, Gilly hadn't fully recovered from the injuries she sustained in the previous battle, so she couldn't participate.

Without seeing Jin's smile, Murakan hastily escaped the storm of chaos.

[Oh, strawberry pie!]

In response to Murakan's voice, which shook the entire battlefield, everyone on the outer battlefield looked up at the sky.

And there, with both wings spread wide, Murakan stared at the ground. Both enemies and allies had no choice but to be overwhelmed by him.

[Anyone who harms my strawberry pie shall never set foot on this land again! No one, Murakan will never let them live.]

"W-What are you saying!?"

"Who is a strawberry pie?"

"Why did he come out alone, where is the 12th flagbearer?"

The sudden confession amidst the life-and-death struggle would confuse anyone.

His companions who quickly grasped the situation awkwardly touched their foreheads, while allies were mentally stunned, trying to understand the meaning of the words.

However, Murakan's power was real.

With an overwhelming force, he pulled the allied forces that were on the verge of defeat from the brink of crisis and mercilessly overwhelmed the enemies.

When Murakan let out another roar filled with anger, the chaos knights fell to their knees, clutching their heads in agony.

Though their body no longer felt pain, they were still crushed under the wrath of Murakan, the black dragon.

Among the allies, those with insufficient mental strength were struck by Murakan's roar.

There were allies who fell, pouring blood from every pore of their faces.

However, it was by no means an act that put the allies in further danger.

Rather, it was closer to a kind of shock therapy. The fallen ones were all losing consciousness due to evil god' mental attacks until they heard Murakan's roar.

Painful as it may be, the roar was waking them up from the mental assault.

[So powerful... has he regained his prime strength?]

Zephyrin spoke with a trembling voice. She was thrilled by Murakan's energy.

[No, although he has come close, he still falls short of what he was a thousand years ago.]

Orgal's response left Zephyrin in awe.

[...Really, Master?]

[Yes. Do you now understand why I told you never to fight Murakan when I was in good shape?]

[I do.]

[Go and assist Murakan, Zephyrin. It doesn't mean to simply add strength, but rather, use your power to protect the allies so that he can fight more freely.]

Zephyrin's pupils widened.

With just that, Orgal was hinting that the war would end in victory.

[Understood.]

Zephyrin flew towards Murakan's vicinity, and on Zipfel's side, Veradin, who had reopened the Demon's God's Orb, stepped forward.

He, too, had the same thought as Orgal upon witnessing Murakan's power.

Through the insight derived from Solderet's divine power, Murakan immediately recognized that he was facing Veradin, not Kelliark.

Knowing how Jin regarded Veradin, Murakan gave him a brief, heavy word.

[You can return back to normal, Veradin Zipfel. So, before that, don't commit too many sins.]

Veradin didn't respond and spread a protective shield by spreading his magic widely.

'After this battle, I must quickly confirm the conditions for the Battle god and Murakan's manifestation and prepare for the war…'

It was disturbing. Even when the Battle god had already manifested, it was shocking enough. But if Murakan gained all his strength, there was no doubt that Zipfel's fate would be in jeopardy after today.

[More importantly, what about Strawberry Pie?]

[If you're referring to Jin's nanny, she wasn't supposed to participate in this battle from the beginning.]

[Damn it, that little brat deceived me and I lost my composure. Well, it doesn't matter. In fact, it's better. Now that I know Strawberry Pie is safe, I can calmly crush those things.]

Black chains made of shadow force extended from Murakan's two wings. Countless chains, easily numbering in the thousands, undulated in the sky like ominous tentacles.

Shadow force release - Black Chains

Like a downpour, the chains of shadow force were simultaneously driven into the upper bodies of the Chaos forces.

Despite the torrential descent of such enormous chains, there was no sound of impact.

Only the booming sound of the bodies of the Chaos forces being struck to upper body of Ram by chains and exploded.

The chaos troops collapsed in an instant as they tried to dodge the chains.

[Oh, those are the resurrected former patriarchs.]

Among the numerous chaos forces, only four managed to deflect or repel the black chains.

The remaining four former patriarchs had managed to fend off the chains with their swords.

However, the effect was minimal. They had only managed to deflect one chain each out of the countless chains that fell on their side.

[Kid... No, as there is no young patriarch and the 12th flagbearer is not here, allow me to speak in their place. I will strip you of the privilege bestowed upon you by Runcandel.]

As soon as Murakan finished speaking, the shadow force within the upper body of the Ram began to boil. Bubbles of energy rose from the embedded chains.

[Those who follow the 12th flagbearer, do not evade the shadow force.]

The allies, who had reflexively tried to avoid the bubbles, stopped in their tracks.

Even when the shadow force touched them, they suffered no harm.

On the other hand, the enemies trapped in the bubbles were melting away. It was as if sand sank into the sea and transformed into mud.

The release of shadow force marked the beginning and the end of manipulating shadows.

Murakan was now demonstrating a part of the end of manipulating shadow force.

It was the ability to make the opponent disappear into his own shadow without any form of fighting or battle. The extreme power of Black Chains possessed such ability.

Among the Chaos forces trapped in the bubbles, those who could be called elites resisted the shadow force and maintained their form.

But it's only a matter of time.

The forces of chaos will soon be buried in their own shadows and reduced to nothingness.

It seemed that the massive barrier was filtering out impurities like chaos.

[Listen, Runcandel's Flagbearers. It is your duty to take the lives of the former patriarchs. Move quickly.]

Mary and Tona brothers raised their swords towards the sky.

"We will obey!"

"Hehe, can I join, Mary unnie?"

"Then, Yona, kill that guy. Tona brothers, cover the left and right. I will take the center."

"Heehee."

The Flagbearers who reached the former patriarchs didn't need to engage in fierce combat.

The former patriarchs were already trapped in the shadow force and unable to even use their powers properly.

Murakan ordered the children of Runcandel to kill them as a symbolic act.

He wanted to show everyone that the current Runcandel could cut off its rotten roots and move forward again.

The shadow force showed no signs of stopping. Instead, it grew deeper and seemed endless.

Furthermore, Murakan had even unleashed another ultimate technique of theShadow force release.

Suddenly, the central core of Ram's upper section opened like an eye and revealed the seemingly destroyed main cannon.

Without any signs of reloading, the hidden main cannon in Ram unleashed a fierce blaze towards Murakan.

Its power was similar to what was shown before Ram was destroyed by Vahn.

But Murakan gathered all his strength and casually took the hit, exhaling his breath.

Murakan's breath split the shot in half, deflecting the massive black beam fired by Ram.

Ram's shot shattered like rotten wood, scattering fragments in all directions on the battlefield.

Zephirin, Veradin, and the heroes of the human world protected their allies with shields, shielding them from the fragments.

Murakan's breath not only tore apart the shot but also forcefully snapped the protruding cannon, creating a massive hole in Ram's upper section.

However, Murakan didn't seem satisfied and inwardly thought:

'I fired with all the power I have, and only that much broke? Damn, I'll look weaker than the Battle god. She even destroyed this battleship when it was intact.'

Of course, contrary to Murakan's thoughts, the allies were in awe, looking down at the hole like a chasm.

[Now, my time is almost up. Rise and fight again, all of you. Show that even without the Black Dragon Murakan, you can safely end this war.]

The motionless allies once again wielded their swords and staffs.

Spitting out the coagulated blood, aligning their broken bones, and hastily bandaging their torn wounds.

Even before Murakan gave the order, they were already moving.

All the allies had a mix of hope and determination on their faces.

Murakan finally looked towards the sky on the other side, where Bale and Padler were fighting.

The reason their battle was taking place far from the central battlefield was due to Padler's manipulation.

'Padler Runcandel, I wanted to save that guy if possible…'

It was visible in Murakan's eyes.

The chain of chaos bound to Padler's heart.

Padler was now aware of the existence of the chain bound to his own heart. He thought it was too late and chose not to reveal that fact.

'...Tell Sarah I said hello, Padler.'

Sadness was evident in Murakan's two pupils as he began to return to the realm of the gods.

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章節 593: CHAPTER 750

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While Murakan remained on the battlefield for a moment, the disappeared enemies accounted for nearly 50%.

Mary, Tona brothers, and Yona, also killed the former patriarchs.

Even though the Black chains had already vanished, they couldn't put up a decent resistance.

The enemy formation was collapsing. The allies desperately exploited weaknesses, swinging their swords and casting spells.

Another fierce battle ensued.

However, the temporary alliance was clearly gaining the upper hand.

Although casualties were mounting, their side was taking down a significantly larger number of enemies.

"Victory is within reach! Stay focused until the end!"

"Any news from the 12th Flagbearer?"

Whenever they had a moment, the allies glanced towards the chaos curtain that contained Jin and the evil god.

Compared to when Murakan first broke through, the curtain had significantly shrunk.

It seemed too narrow for two people to stand side by side.

'Is Jin entering a new subspace with the evil god?'

Valeria furrowed her brow as she examined the records.

The records stated that Jin and the evil god had left the battlefield.

She became worried.

Since they used the Wavelength Tracking Synchronization Device and even called Murakan, Jin had no more secret weapons left.

Enya, who understood her concerns, grabbed Valeria's hand.

"Young Master Jin will definitely return."

Valeria widened her eyes for a moment and then smiled at Enya.

"Wow, it's a rare sight to see Valeria smile. It makes you even more beautiful... Should I create another fan club? Anyway, don't worry about Young Master Jin, help me a bit. Please use this."

Enya pulled out a "mirror" from her bosom.

"The chaos storm surrounding Ram is steadily narrowing. If we reinforce the shield with this Mirror, we might be able to delay it a little longer."

As the chaos storm continued to tighten, Ram was gradually sinking.

It wasn't due to some control mechanism lowering the altitude.

It was because of Murakan's breath and the ongoing destruction of the battle. Its functionality was gradually being lost.

People and monsters on the giant battleship that was plummeting.

Enya opened the mirror, hoping that all the people among them would survive unharmed.

Valeria, on behalf of Enya, read the flow of infinite mana and provided assistance.

Gradually, the traces of the subspace that confined Jin and the evil god were fading away.

Even as the Ram sank, there was no movement in the traces of the subspace suspended in the sky.

Thinking of Jin fighting alone within it, his companions continued to faithfully fulfill their assigned tasks.

***

Jin was facing the evil god.

At first, it was a gigantic creature resembling Glyek, but after merging with Ram, it took on a demonic form with horns and wings, drenched in chaos.

However, the current evil had taken on the most familiar appearance to Jin.

Calmly sinking black hair, cold and firm gaze, a straight posture that seemed unyielding.

The appearance of a human who had led the clan as the acting matriarch of Runcandel for many years.

Unlike when Jin faced young Rosa in the castle, he was no longer taken aback by the evil god's transformations.

"I somehow expected you to appear like this if I followed you..."

There was no slightest tremor in Jin's sword as he faced the evil god.

The intense emotions that had surged just moments ago had turned into a determination to kill his opponent, like a sword being forged.

For a while, the evil god stared at Jin in silence.

Jin could feel that no aura was forming in this subspace.

The same went for mana and shadow force.

Within this subspace, they couldn't use any special powers.

However, Jin was not afraid.

Even if he had to fight unarmed and without a sword, he was confident that he would not die in this place.

"What a lonely landscape."

The evil god spoke, its voice hollow and desolate, like that of a death row inmate who had accepted their fate and ascended the scaffold.

Unlike their previous encounters, the space where the two stood was devoid of any activity. A vast, empty white desert.

This was the evil god's inner world, the end of its subconscious.

"I wonder what your realm looks like. I suddenly became curious. It surely isn't as empty and bleak as mine."

"Because I didn't live like you."

There was no anger mixed in Jin's voice as he replied.

"No. Our lives are still similar, my youngest son. Just not entirely the same."

"What do you think caused that slight difference?"

"Do you want to call it the fighting spirit?"

"Yes."

"How relentless. Even if I were to be reborn, I wouldn't have the courage to live a more fervent life than my current self.I don't have the confidence to make a choice that doesn't turn me into the evil god. I truly sacrificed everything for the clan... I've controlled all desires throughout my life, never prioritizing myself over the clan, and never once complained. In that lonely and cold time."

"You took the wrong path."

"What is the right path? And is it something even a culprit like me can do? Like you, who had the opportunity to regress and live a new life with memories?"

[T/L:- Ron came to know about Jin's regression when he became genesis knight and same case with Rosa although she is more of a god. So, what about Chiron, he is already a Genesis knight. What do you think?]

Jin was not surprised even at the part where the evil god mentioned his regression. He had a suspicion that the death revealed one secret to the disappearing god.

"I've always had one question for you. In my past life, why did you stop eating for two days when I was banished?"

The evil god burst into a sly laughter.

"Of course, you're asking the obvious. Don't I seem like a human? I also feel sadness, fall into depression, and struggle in agony. I want to be with my husband, embrace my children. But by doing so, the Runcandel clan wouldn't become stronger. That's not the way of the family of swordsmen called Runcandel; it's the way of an ordinary household."

Jin tightly closed his eyes for a moment.

"I am not a monster, my youngest. I was thrown into a position where I had to become a monster. Even before accepting the chaos, I was already a monster. I had no choice. The power to make decisions in my life was never in my hands."

That's the difference between you and me.

Transparent tears streamed down the evil god's eyes as it continued its words.

"I fought against life with all my might, but I lost. I couldn't surpass an unavoidable fate, a destiny. It was the difference caused by the capabilities and opportunities given at birth."

The evil god slowly withdrew its frenzy from the scabbard.

"It's not unjust. Not everyone can fulfill their dreams, not everyone can fulfill their given duties. There are things that are inevitable no matter how fierce you are. Naturally, I don't have the desire to make excuses. I just wanted to say it to someone, to you..."

"...I might have felt some empathy if you had failed as a human rather than becoming an evil god and stayed as a person, even if it eventually led the clan down the path of decline."

"That might have been the case."

"While I cannot forgive you, I would have made an effort to understand."

"But I no longer seek that. Now, I don't know what the human heart is, what choices a person should rightfully make. I don't want to deny my harsh past, and I certainly don't want to justify my sins."

Now, I just want to fight you until I break and collapse...

Clang!

The frenzy struck Jin's chest.

It was heavy.

Jin couldn't tell if the weight came from the frenzy or something else.

All he knew was that he had to push it away, strike, stab.

"Youngest. This battle is more like a blessing to me. My last vestige of humanity cursed me as it died in your embrace. I am fervently hoping for that curse to be fulfilled. Do you know why? Because pain is better than loneliness."

This time, Jin pushed the blade into the evil god's throat.

Drip. The blade grazed the throat, staining it with blood. Hot, crimson droplets were obscuring his vision.

It felt like cutting a person, not an evil god.

Only now did he realize the sensation of being able to establish a bond with a human, no longer a monster.

However, Jin didn't see this as a "battle."

The evil god was already in a state of defeat even before giving birth to Jin. It was already a monster, no different from a person, even before Jin grew up.

Defeating someone who had already been defeated long ago was impossible.

That person wasn't present in this place.

One of the two entangled swords in the relentless clash belonged to the current living human, while the other was merely a trace of the person who disappeared long ago.

In the endless exchange of blows, Jin and the evil god accumulated wounds on their bodies. They were drenching each other in their own blood.

To the point where they wanted to stop fighting.

The evil god fiercely extended its sword, becoming desperate but showing no hesitation.

Jin felt that she, in the end, remained selfish. Just like how everyone becomes sad when their parents die, despite being brutally abused.

Just like an inevitable torment that came.

They couldn't tell how long they fought.

Jin kneeled on one knee, leaning on the sword, and looked down at the evil god.

"Ugh, cough..."

The fallen evil god gasped for breath. It continued to open its mouth as if trying to say something, but only blood foam came out instead of a voice.

Jin no longer had the strength to cut off its last breath. With labored breathing, Jin had to silently witness the evil god's final moments.

The evil god's consciousness was fading away.

Jin never took his gaze off the evil god.

He held on to its fading spirit, not letting it die to escape that death.

Finally, the evil god couldn't leave any last words to Jin.

The moment the evil god's breath ran out.

Whaaaam!

A sudden white light burst forth, and Jin instinctively closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the blue and shining sky of Huphester enveloped Jin, a sight he hadn't seen in a long time.

Jin was plummeting towards the ground, unable to move a finger.

He had exited the subspace.

As Jin descended, one by one, voices of people reached his ears. He could hear the lamenting calls of his companions.

"Jin...!"

A warm gust of magic, like a whirlwind, wrapped around Jin.

It was Valeria's magic.

Jin was gently pulled towards her embrace by the magic of the wind.

And Jin could see.

He could see the figures of Valeria and his companions anxiously shout something.

And what unfolded beyond that, the Garden of Swords.

Jin closed his eyes, confirming the landscape that remained unharmed.

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