9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 285
Episode 285
Episode 10l. Advance (1)
Yuma also did not know how he was able to save Rakir.
When Rizol said, ‘Don’t try to undo that obvious death’, I gave it a clue and gave it a try.
Reviving objects and regenerating life were two different problems.
Amanzo, the demon god, had only managed to resurrect the dead while living a life close to eternity.
Even that was in the age of mythology before ancient times. Since the creation of humans in the world, Amanzo has never resurrected anyone.
To that extent, ‘resurrection’ was a fearful realm for Amanzo, the demon god in charge of death. But Yuma did it casually.
It was also possible because Rakir was originally a demon from the underworld, not a being from the human world. It was impossible to revive non-demonic humans even with Yuma’s authority.
But it wasn’t without cost. From the outside, it seemed that Rakir was saved without difficulty, but Yuma didn’t miss the fact that the world was immersed in darkness for an instant.
Now, Yuma was obviously a transcendent being, and he couldn’t help but notice that it was a phenomenon caused by himself.
The word that popped into Yuma’s mind at that moment was this.
end.
If you revive other beings a few more times in this way, the world will turn into a handful of darkness. I will never be able to turn back.
Yuma was sure of that. It came more clearly than the law of nature that fire is hot and ice is cold.
‘Come to think of it, it seems that this son of a bitch, Risol, deliberately leaked the clues to resurrection. He must have known I was going to bring Rakir down.
Why does it feel like they’re testing me?’
And you probably know that the end of the world will come when you resurrect someone.
It was very unpleasant. Yuma narrowed her eyes and looked at the sky where Rizol was standing.
‘What’s the purpose of that nasty bastard? What if I recklessly resurrect the beings of the underworld in the future and the world destroys them? I’ll watch it, is this it?’
He even knew how many coats he had lost in the East. Yuma felt a strange chill and looked back at Rizol’s words and actions.
The attitude that he hates demons but doesn’t care what humans do. The arrogance of stopping the world as he wants and saying nonsense about this place being the boundary.
It even felt like Rizol was enjoying the situation as a game, only appearing at the moment of desperate need.
Even if he thought about that part, it seemed that he would not be able to classify Resol as an ally.
[This body! Resurrection!]
While Yuma was agonizing, Rakir was just flying among the group, wagging his tail, as if he was happy to be alive.
The comrades opened their eyes wide and looked at Rakir, who was fawning over Yuma as usual.
[Kya hee hee! You lowly humans! This body was immortal!]
The dignity that had been crying out to the master with a heroic voice just a few hours ago was no longer there.
Rakir, who had shown his fangs and laughed for a long time, even tapped Randell on the back of the head with his tail.
The vulgar laughter continued until Natalie, who was worse off, slapped Rakir on the head.
“Resurrection. Friend Come to think of it, you were resurrected in Ahmad before! oh my god! You mean Yuma’s friend was a god!?”
“Sir Randall. At that time, it was Master who saved me by feeding me ogre blood.”
“iced coffee! He was the disciple of such a master. My uncle was actually a warlock and you were a dark god!”
“It looks like you went to an acting academy while I haven’t seen you for a while. While talking nonsense, his expression is quite believable.”
Randell’s gibberish was not acting.
He was seriously contemplating whether his uncle was actually a warlock or whether Yuma was a dark god.
[Worship your lord! Both the rulers of the south of the underworld and the rulers of the west all kneel before the lord! Kihi hee hee!]
Anyway, Rakir was revived.
Yuma and the others cheered each other through a crisis in a slightly lighter atmosphere.
Cheryl diagnosed Yuma’s body here and there, examining his injuries.
“I jumped into the explosion and I don’t see a single bruise. What the hell happened in the tower? Were there any battles?”
“Don’t talk nonsense. I’ve been killed 1,400 times by a bastard named Goode. It was to the point where there was no answer with modern medicine.”
“Hyung, by the way… wasn’t someone floating in the air earlier? Did I miss you?”
“I think I saw it too. And obviously, when I first saw her on the 4th floor, Yuma-sama was covered in black lumps. I thought she was seriously injured because she looked a lot smaller than Yuma-sama.”
“I didn’t see it wrong. Let’s get rid of that dregs first and then we’ll talk.”
Yuma said as she moved towards Empey.
Empey had a devastated expression on her face, as if she couldn’t believe Rakir’s resurrection.
When Yuma’s eyes met, Empey lowered her eyes and trembled.
“Mpey. How should I kill you to be satisfied?
Yuma bit into the pipe, pulling the stone mass out of Empey’s mouth. Empey coughed and coughed up handfuls of purple blood.
[I will be useful to you.
Please just live. Please make me one of your followers like that demon…]
[Oh, my lord. Is that mean fellow Empey?]
Rakir asked, sitting on Yuma’s shoulder. Yuma nodded and stepped on Empey’s head gently.
[Kya! This baby is new.
How many times have our southern demons been embarrassed by this stupid bastard…. If Amanzo hadn’t given Ma Relays, no one would have treated him like a demon king.] Rakir no longer calls Amanzo highly
. did not Now, Rakir’s true demon was Yuma.
[Rakir…?]
[Call me Rakir! Kreung!]
[Rakir! Please ask Yuma-sama for mercy. You know! I’m a demon lord, so this will help! Please join me in the moment of glory when a new demon is born…]
“Really? What can you do to help?”
Yuma said while stabbing Ascalon into Empey’s left shoulder.
[Kahhaq! I know the weaknesses of the demon kings of the underworld.]
“I know because I fought. If you fight in the underworld, they have no weaknesses.
If you fight in the human world, you won’t be my opponent anyway.”
Yuma slightly turned the Ascalon on his shoulder.
[Ouch! Kaak! Stop that! please!
In that case, I will tell you the magic that only demon lords can use!]
“It’s magic. Is it like the black lightning you used on Pora Pora Island?”
When Yuma responded, Empey nodded frantically with her eyes shining.
[yes! That’s one of the strongest magics in the demon realm!] “Okay. How do you write?”
Empey explained how to use Black Lightning for about 5 minutes.
However, Yuma seemed to be enjoying the pipe smoke and not listening.
[That’s why it’s important to shape the unique wave of the Black Aura…]
“Mpey. Look up at the sky.”
Empey looked up and looked at the spot where Yuma’s finger was pointing.
There, like a black spear, a single bolt of lightning was fixed there.
It was not the magic that Empey explained while sweating, but the black lightning formed by authority.
Rakir’s body trembled at the sight of his master’s growing strength.
It was judged that it would not be unreasonable for the current lord to carry out a diversionary operation going back and forth between the underworld and the human world.
Rakir’s head
was filled with the words ‘Underworld defeat’.
“What does that look like?”
[Bur lightning…]
“To me, it’s proof that you’re useless trash. Weakness? Magic? Like such a poor bastard.”
Rumble!
As Yuma snapped his finger, black lightning fell right next to Empey.
However, just from the lightning bolts flying across the floor, Empey couldn’t help but complain of pain as he grotesquely twisted his body.
Yuma shocked Empei to the extent that he did not die, putting Empei in despair for a while.
“It’s a shame that Kantai isn’t here. It’s time to stop looking around, M-Pay. When I become the true ruler of the underworld, I will take care of your soul myself.”
Before Empey could answer, Yuma decapitated him with an aquila.
That’s how Empey met her end. Yuma didn’t even absorb the fluttering black powder from the disintegration of Empei.
Because it was judged not worth eating.
In fact, Empey was at a level that was not even the level of a single low-level demon.
“Let’s go back to Kuzan Castle. It will never be possible to prolong the war. I’ll tell you what happened in the tower as we leave the desert.”
Yuma looked at the red moon and said.
There was no time to learn that there was a ritual to fuse the underworld and the human world.
‘Because they violated the intervention restrictions and forcibly formed the underworld, there must be something big about Amanjo. Authority is rather more costly than magic.’
Besides, there was no law telling Amanzo not to build a tower like this by overdoing it again.
It was Yuma’s judgment that since Rugal’s reinforcements would also be arriving at the front line, he had to advance with the entire army.
No matter how many sacrifices are made in the process, the damage will be less than the fusion of the underworld and the human world.
The fact that the red moon remained in its lowest state was also worrisome.
The party got on the tulka and started to leave the ruins of Dempir. The barrier that blocked the party when they entered had completely disappeared.
“…I defeated Gud like that, and then Resol appeared and stopped the world.
You may not believe it, but I have no other words.”
“You mean that man was Resol?”
“okay.”
Yuma told his colleagues the details of the conversation he had with Risol.
Most of the stories sounded like fiction, but they were told by Yuma and no one else, so the party had no choice but to believe them.
Besides, didn’t he just revive Rakir, who was left with only his front paws right in front of his eyes?
Stopping the world and sealing things were less amazing than resurrection.
“By the way, Yuma. There is one part that is a bit clumsy. They said that if you resurrect Rakir, something you can’t handle will come to you.”
“I also take a little bit of that. But I felt like I had to let this mutt live for once.”
[Thank you, lord! Kihee hee!]
“Mut dog. What do you think of? An existence that Yuma can’t handle.”
Natalie asked, and Rakir snorted and gave a worried expression.
[Oh Lord. There is one author that comes to mind.]
“Who?”
[It reminds me of the eastern asshole called Hyder I mentioned earlier. If the current lord can’t handle it, I think there will be only Amanzo and Haider in the Underworld.]
“Is Haider really that strong?”
[The two eastern lords killed by him were both regarded as the strongest demon kings of all time.
Haider killed them while playing with them. It feels like the lord of the underworld…. He is someone you should never run into before he sits on the throne.]
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