Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 60
Immortal Demon (3)
Seaaaa!
A black fog rolls in.
A totality of curses that melts the skin, weighs down the muscles, corrupts the internal organs, and disturbs the nerves.
After dozens of curses were mixed together, something that was created into a visible entity ran toward a single human, corroding the floor and walls of the cave.
Ugh!
And the tattoo shines.
The seal of the curse engraved on the shoulder.
It’s a carpet bombardment of nearly a hundred curses, but if you break them down one by one, nearly half of them are not that fatal.
Curses that cause diarrhea, itchiness, bad breath, fatigue, etc.
The power of the seal easily cut them off and halved the power of curses higher than that.
Damn it!
The fog of the curse and the power of the seal collide, and the sound of something breaking continuously erupts in the empty air.
The immortal demon pouring out a dark mist was astonished as he saw the curses being broken by the clash of powers.
“…That’s the elf’s seal! “Those pointy-eared bastards must have sworn not to show favor to humans. How on earth did they get their hands on it?”
Dallen didn’t answer.
He pulled out his ax and ran.
Kkkwang-!
The cave floor beneath his feet breaks with a crash, and Dallen’s body shoots out like an arrow.
A bold choice to break through head-on the curses poured out by the devil.
Awesome! Damn it!
Even though the curse shield’s seal removed dozens of curses, the dark fog itself ended up reaching Dallen’s body.
Purple bruises appear on the skin. A bluish mold grew in every wrinkle.
All of his steel-like muscles begin to wear out, and the curse seeping into his nerves threatens to disturb his superhuman senses.
Although the power of the curse shield has been halved, the curses that form the main axis of the black fog are still powerful enough to kill a person.
It may not be as powerful as the witch’s curse, which turns everything into ashes and scatters them, but this too was a force that even a fairly strong body could not withstand.
Of course, Dallen’s body was not just a fairly strong one.
Excited.
The moment his heart beats violently, hot blood spreads to the extremities of his limbs.
Excited.
The boiling dragon’s blood’s regeneration factor combined with the body’s physical strength approaching criticality caused the body to repair damage at the same time.
Cheeeee…!
The sore muscles regenerate more solidly, and the growing mold crumbles as it cannot withstand the high heat.
The dragon’s blood becomes intensely activated and steam erupts from the entire body.
Dallon’s new model was like a cannonball piercing a gunfire.
“This dragon’s blood…!”
The demon who saw the scene shouted in disbelief, but Dallon only laughed.
Before we knew it, we had reached the face of the devil.
He lifted the ax onto his shoulder.
And said.
“Are you done with your admiration?”
Rumbling!
Flashes of light and thunder strike like lightning.
No, it was literally a bolt of lightning.
A long time ago, the beginning of enlightenment was opened by splitting the Telia Sanghoeju in two.
In the decisive battle with the Great Apostle, he achieved the impossible of tearing the devil’s body apart with his bare hands.
After becoming aware of the concept of territory through a conversation with Felber, the blow that finally materialized that image by destroying the demon Golacap.
A flash of lightning accompanied by thunder.
「Thunderstrike(雷擊)」.
“Kwaaaaaak!”
Delivering a blow that crushes even the amorphous body, Dallon once again redefines the concept of territory.
The power of the realm is to make the absurd story of bringing down lightning with fists and blades a reality with only images and possibilities.
We reflect on the old enlightenment that has been repeated dozens of times and trace the new enlightenment that expands from there.
“How on earth can I cut my body with something like a blade…! “I am a formless being and no fist or blade can threaten me!”
The devil struggles in pain, covering his body with red energy.
Its body had shrunk by about 10% compared to when it first started.
This was due to the character’s characteristic of summoning his body according to the number of victims, and conversely, the more strength he used, the weaker his size and abilities became.
“It won’t work!” “Even if it means using all my strength, I will have to devour you right here!”
the devil shouted.
The space around him began to collapse, and blood-red flames poured out from his hands.
“I am Arbor, the immortal demon. He is the dark star tree that hangs over the sky, and he has twisted space and hellfire under his feet. A life that lasts until the end—gag!”
Rumbling!
The steel sword hurled again struck the devil’s fog-like body with a flash of lightning.
“Ugh! Ugh.”
The devil rolls around on the ground and groans.
Dallen walked in front of him and slowly clenched his fists.
Strength levels that exceeded the threshold were expressed as thunder and thunderbolts.
Likewise, night vision reached its critical point and developed into a strange gaze that could see through spells and mysteries.
Then, this is the moment when the martial arts skills I first acquired reached their critical level.
In what form will the armored fighting technique, created by the Empire’s former knight commander Dehaman, fulfill its potential?
“Whoa.”
Exhale slowly and grasp the fragments of possibility that extend through your mind.
Armored fighting is a martial art that can only be effective when wearing armor.
But ironically, for Dallen, finding armor that was harder than his skin was not easy.
Therefore, in order for armor fighting to become perfect, you needed materials to create your own armor.
Rumbling!
Look into the realm beyond imagery.
What forms the foundation of that snowy mountain is the sky filled with thunder and the earth pulsating with the power of dragon blood.
It is impossible to make armor by pounding heaven and earth. But if I looked around a bit, I saw other possibilities.
Good luck! Grumble!
Squeeze!
A feast of flames, cold air, and electricity swirling around the cabin.
The D-class spell skills he acquired had increased in size considerably compared to the first time.
Phew.
Dallen opened his half-hearted eyes.
And then he raised his tightly clenched fist to eye level.
Calluses as hard as steel and skin tougher than the skin of a witch.
On top of the armor made with high physical strength.
Grrrr!
A new armor is put on with the flame in the image.
“What is that again?”
The demon, who barely came to his senses in the aftermath of the lightning strike, was horrified to see the flaming armor covering his arms and legs.
The devil slowly backed away. This was a fight that couldn’t be won.
No, there wasn’t even a need to fight.
All they had to do was run away into subspace and then surprise the warrior again when he was off guard.
The immortal demon Arbor secretly opened the space behind his back. The darkness in the cavity trembled, revealing a twisted gap.
and.
Good luck!
The warrior has disappeared.
Quagwagwagwang-!
A fist wrapped in flames penetrates the devil’s side and strikes its body.
“Wow!”
Baktu’s skill, which used spells as armor and weapons, was able to tear apart even the irregular shape of a curse created by a curse.
Bye!
He raised his toes from below and lifted the devil’s huge body into the air.
Pretzel Gwang!
Before you know it, the warrior’s new form, which is upside down on the ceiling, strikes down like a thunderbolt and slams the demon back into the ground with its flame-covered fist.
Quagwang! Kurrrrr!
In the midst of the constant barrage, the devil’s body gradually begins to shrink.
In addition, his mind became a complete stupor.
He has already lost the will to fight back with curses or other means, and the only remaining possibility is to run away.
However, even that was not feasible.
If it had been an attack like the one that made a thunderous sound, he would have taken advantage of even the brief window before and after the strike to run away.
The attacks of the warrior wearing flame armor continued endlessly like water, not even allowing for a brief moment of relief.
“Now wait a minute! “Wait a minute…keaaaaak!”
If there seems to be an opening, fists come in.
“Give me just a little bit of time – ugh!”
If you try to use your magic power, you’ll be hit right on the shoulder.
It seems as if he already knows what the devil is thinking and what means he is trying to escape.
‘young. Look at it ending right away. ‘I suffered so much for a while because of you, but didn’t I remember my escape patterns?’
And it was true.
The reason why Dallon tried to gain enlightenment through armor fighting even though he had the option of lightning strike.
That’s because I’ve literally watched the immortal devil’s behavior pattern of running away when he’s wrong.
“Now go to sleep!”
“Shut up.”
“Kuheook!”
The one-sided beating, which could hardly be called a battle, continued for a long time.
***
Dawn was approaching.
The number was close to 30, so even Dallen’s stamina, which was far beyond that of a human, was slowly getting tired.
A feast of punches and kicks lasting several hours.
At the end.
“Ha surrender!”
Finally, the devil cried out for surrender.
“Ha ha ha surrender. Surrender…”
The spirit of the devil, who was smiling as if he had lost his mind, was already worn out and crushed.
Even the operation of basic magical power is interrupted, and the irregular body becomes chaotically distorted.
The power gained from the sacrifice had already been used up, and its body was now so small that it could not even reach Dallen’s knees.
The guy spread out his hands and feet and fell flat at Dallen’s feet.
And when Dallen saw that, he finally slowly lowered his fist.
‘I guess this is enough.’
Dallon thought.
I beat him like I was going to kill him, but I didn’t really mean to kill him.
In the first place, an immortal demon is a being that cannot be killed by any means.
Nevertheless, the reason Dallen beat him so hard was because of the conditions of using a corrupted holy relic.
‘The conditions for using Halman’s chain are surprisingly strict.’
Once restrained, Halman’s chain is so absolutely effective that it can make even a dragon obey.
However, for that redemption, one of two prerequisites had to be satisfied.
The subject being restrained has suffered fatal injuries to the extent that he or she cannot resist any interference.
If that is not possible, then the will must be broken to the point where it cannot be resisted.
Due to the nature of being an immortal demon, the first condition was impossible to achieve.
In that case, the second one remains.
All the strength gained from the victim is exhausted and even the will to resist is lost.
Dallen’s indiscriminate beating was violence with the intention of beating him to that exact state.
“Hehehehehe… Just try to survive. No, you can kill me. “God, please save me from this merciless violence…”
A contradictory scene in which the devil cries out to God pathetically.
Dallen chuckled and untied the chain around his wrist.
The chain, which had a subtle purple glow, moved slowly as if it had self-consciousness, heading towards the devil.
The devil, whose mind was already in shambles, did not resist.
Charrrrr!
Soon, the chain wrapped itself around the devil’s body, which was the size of a small box, and radiated intense purple light, digging into its irregular skin.
Soon, Dallen felt that he was somehow connected to the devil.
Finally, the chains that wrapped around the devil’s essence turned the devil into his servant.
“Change your body into a tangible form.”
“Ugh.”
Dallen ordered. The devil’s body immediately broke away from its amorphous form and became a physical entity.
When I kicked it with my toe, it felt soft and elastic.
The texture is like a mixture of cotton candy and a rubber ball.
“…Ugh uhuhuh. “How did I fall into this situation? How could I…”
Was it only then that he realized his situation?
The immortal demon hit the ground and cried tearlessly.
Dallen slightly raised an eyebrow. He said.
“hey.”
“…Ugh.”
The devil didn’t answer. All I could do was just keep crying without tears.
Dallen scratched his chin.
Hmm, I guess we need separate training to answer this question.
Dallen took off his worn-out armor. Then, he took a warlock’s robe from the other side of the cave and put it on.
Now that you have comfortable clothes, you are ready. Dallen slowly relaxed his stiff shoulders. He said.
“Hey you devil.”
“Ugh. My god, who cannot resist even when he hears insulting words from mortals…”
“From now on, say ‘Yes.’ or ‘Master.’ Every time you utter a word other than this, you get hit 10 more times. Do you understand?”
The devil raised his head with a blank face. The guy muttered.
“Oh uh…yes?”
“First of all, in your twenties.”
Dallen raised his fist.
Since ancient times, a devil who does not listen to his master must be beaten in a timely manner to correct his habits.
It felt like there was still about an hour left until dawn.
It was enough time for education.
***
Lucia looked out at the foot of the mountain in the distance. The sun had completely set over the ridge.
It was definitely dawn when I decided to meet Dallen at the intersection. But he still hadn’t come.
‘It’s not wrong, right?’
Lucia rubbed the horse’s reins with her fingertips. The horse must have felt nervousness from the touch and raised its head and let out a short cry.
It was then.
“uh? “Isn’t that you, Dallan?”
Boy mercenary Farn shouted.
A boy who has exceptionally good eyesight compared to the average person despite losing one eye.
Lucia immediately turned her head. She strengthened her eyesight by drawing on the power of her sacred tattoo.
I saw a large warrior walking in the distance. A warrior who sells his armor and wears only a dark robe.
The holy sword wrapped in cloth behind his back and the magic dagger at his waist revealed his identity even from afar.
“Dallen!”
Lucia shouted. Dallen seemed to have already spotted them and naturally raised his hand and waved.
“Uh…but what is that?”
Farn said.
Lucia heard those words and raised her eyesight a little more. Then she saw Dallon dragging something in the distance.
A dark lump tied to a rope.
Her guess as to what kind of wild animal she had caught was shattered the moment Dallen approached within an arrow’s reach.
A dark lump that was thought to be dead but was alive and writhing.
It looks like a lump of clay that doesn’t look like any other animal.
Plus, crucially, the ominous tremors and warnings of the divine power that always fills the paladin’s inner self.
Lucia took a step back from the black being that had been dragged around like a piece of luggage and opened her mouth with a feeling of uncertainty.
“Dallen, that can’t be right….”
“That’s right.”
Dallen grinned.
He lifted the rope in front of him.
A black being hanging languidly and groaning as if it were dying.
“Zuin…nim…yes, I understand…Zuing…”
Dallon said proudly, poking the being who was muttering words of unknown meaning with his finger.
“Arbor, the immortal demon.”
“…….”
“As of today, you have become my slave.”
Lucia was speechless.