章節 656: CHAPTER 812

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As soon as the dimensional portal of the snow garden closed, a golden authority spread across the battlefield sky in an instant. It was the power of the Sun God, the ability unveiled by Bale.

The members of the Red Plutonian tribe were taken aback at the sight of the Sun God's power, which they hadn't encountered in a long time. Even the Kinzelo, named after the Sun God, had never displayed such abilities. Bale was now bathing the entire sky in golden light.

Of course, there were beings who wielded the authority of the Sun God even when they were sealed. They, too, had developed their technology using the knowledge of the Sun God.

However, the Red Plutonian tribe referred to beings with exceptionally strong Sun God's authority like Bale as "Sunstones," and witnessing such a powerful Sunstone was a first for them. They were astonished to learn that such a Sunstone was under Jin's command.

[Argh! This is so annoying. I was having a great time with Gilly, and then you all dragged me here!]

Although he spoke like a child, the power of the Bale was causing cracks in the fleet's shields.

In the meantime, the former patriarch was enthusiastic about their bet and prepared the clan's secret techniques and decisive killing moves. Dante, recalling his fallen subordinates and bird dragons, tightened his grip on his sword.

Having healed himself with a potion, Dante wasn't in perfect shape, but with his companions around, he couldn't fail in seeking revenge.

"Phew, I might survive now. Thank you."

Hedo looked at the healers who gathered around him and said.

[The Holy King seems very busy, so she couldn't accompany us. If you feel like you can fight again after receiving treatment, join the battle. I'm not sure if your share has left.]

"Yes, Ms. Ameris, thank you."

[And Sandra was very worried about you. She seemed like she was about to cry.]

Hedo's eyes widened.

"Really? My lady was worried about me?"

[Yes. Why are you so surprised? Old enemies are waiting. So, I will go first.]

Having served Sandra for a while, Hedo had never imagined a scene where she genuinely worried about him. He neither wanted nor tried to create such a situation. But now that he imagined Sandra's teary-eyed expression, it felt like something was pounding in his chest.

Syris followed Ameris, but she glanced at Hedo.

"...It seems you need this, Chief of Staff."

Then she took a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Hedo.

"I don't know how to cry, acting master. I appreciate your concern, though."

As Syris left, Tasha chuckled and looked at Hedo. She thought he looked cute, showing a mix of naivety and melancholy that reminded her of her own father.

[I will protect you during your treatment, Hedo.]

"Hmm, thank you."

[I don't know how to cry. Pfft!]

"Dame Tasha, please don't do that..."

Jin and his comrades, who go ahead, continue to unleash all kinds of decisive killing moves and outstanding techniques while Tasha, Hedo and healers stay put on the backside.

When Vallas and Alpen fiercely attacked, the others supported them. The convergence of Sun's power, Myriad Ice, Runcandel and Hairan's sword, and Ameris's abilities created a harmonious symphony.

The relentless bombardment from the red fleet, which seemed capable of wiping out Quassel Plain, was now dwindling rapidly before them.

Until now, Hedo had endured the bombardment on his own. However, with the addition of similar superhumans to their side, the fleet's might was naturally diminishing.

Moreover, due to Drekk descending to the ground, the flagship Barion was unable to receive power from his illuminating heart. The flagship was essential in amplifying the fleet's firepower by providing maximum output.

Supplying power from the ground was not impossible, but Drek had no room for such a luxury at the moment.

'Why isn't my ability working...!'

Even the blood flowing from the wounds on Jin's body, scraped by his spear, couldn't be absorbed.

Ever since becoming the Great battle king and gaining the ability of bloodsucking from the castle, Drekk had never experienced a situation like this.

Even when facing other Great battle kings and the Battle god of Blue Plutonian Tribe, he had been able to absorb their blood. Despite having to escape due to the difference in strength.

"It seems you're curious about why your ability isn't working, but right now, you should focus on other matters. For instance, how to maintain your dignity even if you die."

Thwack!

A drop of blood splattered from Drek's cheek. Had his reaction been even slightly slower, his head might have been split horizontally.

'I shouldn't have given him distance from the start. Instead, he would consume the blood he took from Sir Hedo even faster.'

In the end, Drek gave up on bloodsucking and focused his mind on defense. As he regained his composure, his spear moved sharper and more flexible, but even his combat skills were still a few steps behind Jin.

In the past, what made Drek as the Great battle king of the Red Plutonian tribe capable of striking terror into his foes was not his spear but his unique ability to suck blood.

His spear technique was merely average among superhumans. He couldn't even receive artillery support as he did when facing Hedo.

However, the opponent was none other than Jin, who was closest to the pinnacle among those superhumans, making the odds of Drek winning seem impossible.

Therefore, the moment he realized he should prepare for return technique or large-scale dimensional jump...

Suddenly, a small white sphere appeared in Jin's hand. It was the Flash cannon, a spell he hadn't used for a long time since reaching the transcendent realm.

Hwaah-!

Instinctively, Drek turned his gaze away from the Flash cannon and extended his spear. Although it seemed like a typical superhuman reaction, in fact, Jin hadn't used the flash cannon to target his eyes in the first place.

In that moment of distraction, Jin intended to destroy Drek's 'bracelet.' A brief opportunity was enough.

Crunch! The golden bracelet on his right arm snapped and fell to the ground. Although one remained on his left arm, at this rate, it wouldn't be long before that was destroyed as well.

If that happened, dimensional teleportation would be impossible. Even now, all the troops that had come were unable to return unharmed. Drek showed movements indicating that he was trying to protect the last remaining bracelet.

"The reason you pushed Sir Hedo into the corner was thanks to the bloodsucking and the fleet support, Drek. I have seen all of your cards, but if you have any tricks up your sleeve, use them quickly. It won't change the outcome, but still."

Even in the sky, one by one, the battleships were crashing. When only Hedo and Dante were present, there was no way to escape the dilemma, but now the situation had completely turned around.

Drek was no longer acting with any particular intent but was merely taking a defensive stance for survival. Jin continued to apply pressure to prevent him from catching his breath.

Jin used simple suppression with every strike, and battle god techniques were mixed in between piercing and thrusting attacks.

When Drek dodged a sword that thrust at his eyes, he was suddenly struck on the side by the wing-shaped thunderbolt of 9th sword technique, annihilation. And when he blocked a horizontal slash with his spear, the awl of 3rd sword technique, condemnation, struck down on his chest.

Every time Drek flinched, the flying blades always aimed precisely at vital points. A single mistake would be the end.

'He's using a big technique to immobilize me and then finishing me off with ordinary attacks.'

Drek was becoming increasingly frustrated with Jin, the human who exhibited such rough attacks.

Please be aware of Jin Runcandel, treat him as you would the Battle God of Blue Plutonian Tribe.

He now fully understood why Shimat had emphasized this so much. While firing off these dreadful techniques, Jin showed no signs of tiring at all.

'Furthermore, Jin Runcandel hasn't even unleashed the Plutonian Reign's Sword yet. The sword techniques he used so far are clearly different from what Patlok's compatriots mentioned.'

In the midst of all this, Drekk continued to be vigilant against the Plutonian Reign's Sword. He was saving his strength in case thePlutonian Reign's Sword unleashed.

Unfortunately, Jin was well aware of that.

'He must have heard about the Plutonian Reign's Sword from Rakiman. But the suffering you're about to experience is different.'

Out of nowhere, Jin slammed Sigmund into the ground. Suddenly, pillars made of lightning surrounded Jin and Drek.

The pillars were swiftly embedded into the ground, forming a large thunderbolt zone in the area. For a moment, Drek mistakenly thought it was the Plutonian Reign's Sword, but in reality, what Jin unleashed was the 4th Sword technique of Battle God, Erosion.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thunderbolts showered down like rain in the area. Drek managed to handle the thunderbolts attacks well by detonating the accumulated red lightning.

'What on earth is this...!'

However, he never expected the appearance of a summoned phoenix amidst the thunderbolt barrage.

Gaaah-!

Tess roared, spewing out searing flames. The overwhelming pressure, a skill only Tess could wield, weighed heavily on Drek.

'It has been a long time since I used erosion against Dame Vanessa while taking the test during my reserve flagbearer days. I've become much stronger since then, but it seems like Dame Vanessa could still fend them off.'

For Drek, it was a burdensome situation. He was barely withstanding the onslaught of thunderbolt attacks and the blue flames, and he seemed to be moving slower than before.

Meanwhile, Jin left Sigmund embedded in the ground and drew out Bradamante.

Dim and hazy, but never extinguishing, a great flame wrapped around the white blade. It was the Runcandel Magic Sword Secret technique, Eternal flame.

Since the Red Plutonian caused his allies to bleed, Jin would repay him with the pain of being burned alive. Watching Jin unleash his assault in the thunderstorm, Drek somehow managed to summon red lightning to protect his illuminating heart.

Suaaak!

The overwhelming pressure was unfair enough, but the burning pain inflicted by eternal flame was even more dreadful. The fire was similar to his cherished bloodsucking ability, one-sided and merciless.

Drek's remaining bracelet had already exploded under the pressure and thunderbolt attacks, and the fleet had decreased by 30 percent.

Now, there was only one option left for Drek: to use the return technique somehow.

To do that, he needed to get away from Jin and use his remaining compatriots as catalysts. Drek tightly clenched his illuminating heart as if tearing it apart.

[Kroooooh!]

He unleashed the Great battle king's exclusive combat transformation.

'Castle Transformation, how crude.'

Having completed the transformation, Drek looked like a giant red lion. The roar shook the heavens and the earth, but in Jin's eyes, it looked like his body had grown bigger to make it easier to burn using eternal flame.

Of course, Drek's abilities and combat style had not remained the same. The most notable change was the significant increase in the range of his bloodsucking ability.

Blood was flowing towards Drek not only from the Red fleet but also from Jin's comrades, who were pushing back the fleet. He was absorbing blood without hesitation, even from members of the Red Plutonian Tribe.

"Sir Hedo was right about your ability! Everyone should keep their distance!"

Dante shouted, and Ameris, Syris, and Bale nodded in agreement. They all felt the eerie sensation of blood leaving their bodies. Fortunately, it seemed that the bloodsucking didn't reach Hedo and Tasha's location. Of course, the strengthened bloodsucking ability also had no effect on Jin.

However, not only Hedo and Tasha, but for some reason, Vallas and Aplen also did not seem to be bleeding at all.

[Bloodsucking? the 20th patriarch and I are perfectly fine, hmm!]

[...The 57th patriarch, because we are fundamentally dead, so we do not have blood to be drawn.]

[Haha! That's it! Then let's end this bet here and join forces with the young patriarch to quickly finish off that great mosquito. Our comrades might get tired. Great-grandson! Can the 20th patriarch and I head over there?]

Jin smirked and nodded. He could take on the mosquito alone, but he needed to preserve every drop of his comrades' precious blood.

"If you had just stood still, you would have died from my sword alone. But, now you are going to face my ancestors' swords, Drek."

Drek felt completely overwhelmed by despair.

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章節 657: CHAPTER 813

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Alpen and Vallas began to charge towards Jin.

Neither Jin nor the former patriarchs were affected by blood-sucking, so Drek's plan seemed futile.

'I must absorb as much blood as possible from others and my compatriots. If I can't find an opportunity to use the return technique, then it's over...!'

Of course, Jin had no such intention.

"Blame Shimat and Rakiman. They taught me a lesson - you guys are the kind of people who can easily escape anytime."

Swish!

Bradamante emitted a sword aura and left a huge gash on Drek's right leg. Drek gnashed his teeth as if his jaw would break due to the wound of eternal flame. Even when he focused on eternal flame to heal the wound, there was no sign of healing.

"That's why I need to teach you guys a lesson too. If you rely solely on your technology and recklessly attack the Vamel alliance, you'll face the consequences. So, give up on using return technique or dimensional travel to escape and think about a way to die with some dignity, as I said earlier."

[Shut up! I am the Great battle king of the Red Plutonian tribe!]

"Yeah, that's the kind of spirit I wanted to see. Now, try to understand what I'm saying. However, constantly sucking other people's blood is not something I like. Let's change the position."

In the Quassel Plains, there were no civilians present. The Dragon Fortress had collapsed, and the surviving Dragon Knights and dragons had all been safely evacuated by Dante, allowing them to use the entire battlefield without restrictions.

'If Drek had invaded a residential area, there would have been large-scale massacres or hostage situations that couldn't be avoided. I couldn't have overwhelmed him as I am now because I had to protect civilians.'

Just imagining that scene made Jin shudder. Especially since Drek possessed unique abilities specialized for both large-scale slaughter and fighting superhumans.

Teaching them a lesson wasn't just an expression; it meant delivering a terrible defeat that would prevent the Red Plutonian tribe from ever considering attacking the Vamel alliance again. If Drek were to return alive, the Vamel alliance would have to live in constant fear of such terror in the future.

Clang! Thud!

Every time Jin rushed forward and swung his sword, Drek's massive body staggered backward. The former patriarchs who had approached from both sides pressed the flanks, making it impossible for Drek to stage a counterattack. Despite using the Castle Transformation, he couldn't even create a small counterattack.

At times, Drek attempted a counterattack. Prepared for the Eternal flame, he swung his front leg when Jin jumped, trying to crush him with his jaw wide open. He focused his illuminating heart to drop the numerous spears made of red lightning, and even pulverize the ground with just a roar.

However, none of his attempts could harm Jin. On the contrary, every time he countered, he only got his body cut or stabbed by Jin's sword and the former patriarchs' weapons.

It was meaningless, but Drek's ability to stage such counterattacks was entirely due to his blood-sucking ability.

He was constantly regenerating through reabsorbing the blood from the Red fleet. Not only the Red Plutonian tribesmen but also the blood of the Vamel alliance's superhumans contributed to his rapid regeneration.

But even that was coming to an end now.

[Great-grandson! The amount of blood he can absorb is almost non-existent.]

[Seems like this is his limit, the area that his blood-sucking ability can reach. He would have been an extremely formidable opponent if you are not immune to blood-sucking like us.]

As Alpen and Vallas mentioned, Drek could no longer drain blood from the Vamel alliance's side. His wounds were healing significantly slower than before, and his breathing sounded like iron clanking.

"When you faced Sir Hedo, you must have been overconfident. You probably thought that by taking us down one by one, we would eventually fall or surrender. However, not long ago, we defeated opponents who were incomparably stronger than you guys."

Drek had no means to resist anymore. He had already felt the insurmountable wall when facing Jin alone, and now with the former patriarchs, his powerlessness was becoming increasingly evident.

Splash!

As the sword passed through Drek's chest, blood spurted out. He reverted to his Red Plutonian appearance, holding a spear as he looked towards his own fleet, far behind Jin's back. Even though Alpen and Vallas had left the battlefield earlier, the Vamel alliance personnel still standing near the fleet showed no signs of exhaustion.

If Drek's unique ability had continued to affect the battlefield, the situation might have been slightly different, but there seemed to be little hope for the fleet as well. Bale was amplifying the power of the sun and putting pressure on the entire fleet, while Hedo, who had rejoined the battlefield, was tearing the fleet apart as if releasing his anger.

Drek already gave up on victory, and now it was time to abandon any hope of escape. He doubted whether he or any of his compatriots would survive and return.

"Haha. This is why... the sun must be restored. Do you really think the power you possess is worthy of being bestowed upon the inferior race like humans? Since the death of the Sun God, this world has undoubtedly lost its way."

"Well, you guys could also be called followers of the Sun God. Are you looking for your belief now that all hope seems lost?"

"No. I still don't think all possibilities have disappeared, Jin Runcandel. Let's make a deal. If you just let me go, I'll give you the knowledge of our Red Plutonian tribe."

Swoosh!

At the moment Drek finished speaking, he saw his right arm, which had been attached until now, fall to the ground.

"A deal? Sure. But if you wanted to make a deal, you should have come before doing all this. The Vamel alliance doesn't negotiate with you guys now or ever."

Drek didn't look down at his fallen arm and met Jin's gaze. If he averted his gaze now, his neck would probably be the next to fall, not his arm.

"... Is it because of your anger towards me that you're willing to throw away the opportunity for your technology to make a great leap forward? If it's about trust, I'll give you the technology first. Besides, you're in a position where you don't have to keep your promises after receiving the technology. What I'm proposing is a deal where you have nothing to lose."

"That's subjective."

"I will give you all the battleships currently fighting behind you too. Without my orders, you'll never have complete control over that fleet. It has a self-destruct device installed to prevent technology leakage. Analyzing the technology with just the remains will have its limitations."

Jin swung his sword once again, severing Drek's left arm this time. Thud, Drek couldn't even dare to avoid Jin's gaze.

"... What do you want, Jin Runcandel? You haven't completely ruled out a possibility of a deal, so it must be that you're not killing me right away. Tell me, whatever I can do, I'll do it."

It wasn't that the Vamel alliance had no interest in the Red Plutonian tribe's technology.

However, Jin was convinced that if he let Drek live, he would undoubtedly use some tricks. There were still many unknown parts about the Red Plutonian tribe's technology, so there was a high possibility that Drek would try to escape by pretending to assist the Vamel alliance.

"What's preventing me from killing you right now is simple. I suspect there might be someone among those in the fleet behind me recording this moment. Whether it's in text or video, what I want is for it to be transmitted directly to your headquarters. I want your people to fear me even more."

Jin approached Drek, one step closer. Drek unconsciously took a step back.

Just as Rakiman had instilled absolute fear in the beastmen, Jin was engraving his existence into the minds of the Red Plutonian tribe.

The perception that the Red Plutonian tribe should never fight their "archenemy" under any circumstances.

"Now, you should know what your final words should be, Drek Hon. If you really care about those you call your compatriots."

Jin said while holding Drek's shoulders. The fear he was feeling was being transmitted through his palm.

Drek finally, in resignation, shouted.

My compatriots!

Never challenge Jin Runcandel and the Vamel alliance again. We can never defeat them…! as long as our Compatriot Battle God does not return!

With these words, Drek swallowed the rest of his speech and tears of blood welled up in his eyes. Throughout the battle, Drek had been nonchalantly absorbing the blood of other Red Plutonian tribe members and planning to use it as a catalyst for teleportation.

But now, he sincerely believed that his compatriots should never repeat such a mistake. Until their battle god returns, they must not come anywhere near the Vamel alliance.

Using his compatriots as expendables was an act purely for the sake of the "Red Plutonian tribe." The Red Plutonian tribe was an extremist collectivist group, and Drek was particularly extreme even among them.

"That's the right answert. Let me free you from humiliation now."

Woah...!

The Eternal Flame that had permeated Drek's entire body suddenly flared up fiercely. Drek met his end engulfed in the blue flames.

"Now let's go clean up the remnants, Ancestors. Since video of Drek recorded by the fleet will be transmitted with those who will escape by the return technique, let's make sure the Red Fleet is completely destroyed."

[Great-grandson, it's like I'm seeing my younger days again!]

[57th, your younger days must have felt quite different from the young patriarch.]

[20th, it is okay to admit that you lost the bet.]

[Don't you see the remaining battleships? You probably wanted to end it by destroying one more than I did, but unfortunately, the match isn't over yet.]

[Haha! You're right. The result will be the same anyway, so let's give it our all!]

Thus, with a single attack on the Vamel alliance, the Red Plutonian tribe lost their Great battle king and his fleet.

***

{My compatriots! Never challenge Jin Runcandel and the Vamel alliance again. We can never defeat them...!}

The video of Drek's final moments was being transmitted to all the unsealed Red Plutonian tribe's fortresses. The Red Plutonian tribe members watching the video trembled with shame and fear.

No one could have expected that not only would Drek Hon and the Red Fleet be annihilated, but that such a video would remain.

"What the hell is this... Compatriot Drek has suffered to this extent..."

"It's manipulation! There is a human among them who possesses record magic. The video was manipulated with record magic...!"

Amidst the various reactions, Shimat looked at his compatriots with clenched teeth.

"Haven't you heard the testimonies of our compatriots who returned using the return technique? That video contains Compatriot Drek Hon's heartfelt message. We... We must follow Compatriot Drek Hon's will. Never, not even once more, must we meddle with the Vamel alliance. It's been proven that doing so is the fastest path to the extinction of our Red Plutonian tribe."

From now on, our Red Plutonian tribe will only target Zipfel and Kinzelo. Until our battle god returns and all the great battle kings have fully regained their power.

Shimat made up his mind as he continued his words. Arrogant great battle kings kept pushing their compatriots to their deaths, hindering the resurgence of the Red Plutonian tribe.

'Perhaps it might actually be a blessing in disguise. With this incident, the remaining great battle king compatriots will also realize the imminent danger posed by Jin Runcandel and the Vamel alliance. My words have been proven right, and now is the time to truly exclude those monsters and focus on hunting.'

Shimat immediately requested communication with the other great battle kings and expressed his opinion.

{Yes, Compatriot Shimat's words make sense. For the time being, we will completely exclude the Vamel alliance as our target for invasion.}

{Wow... I never expected that Compatriot Drek would crumble like that. I agree too. If we continue to recklessly confront them, there will be no one left. It's amazing that Compatriot Rakiman is still alive.}

The great battle kings did not hesitate for a moment and made their decision. Triumph and defeat, joy and sorrow, the fate of the Vamel alliance and the Red Plutonian tribe were now in stark contrast.

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