Player Who Returned 10000 Years Later - Chapter 501

The Player Returns After 10,000 Years Episode 501

Return (2)

-Brave! damn!! With Arakail’s words, the space behind him began to split.

Black cracks ran like cracks in the air.

A group of demons appeared in the cracks

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Even at a cursory glance, there are over 10,000 demons.

It was the ‘Legion of Hell’ led by Arakail. …that’s it.’

Kang Woo narrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the Legion of Narak, which appeared in the crack.

The Legion of Hell didn’t feel divine like Arakail, but it felt a strange sense of difference.

ah.

The identity of the heterogeneity was not difficult to find.

What are you wearing around your neck?’ The demons of the Legion of Hell all wore the same thing around their necks.

It was not a necklace or pendant.

…sack?’

It was a sack the size of half the palm of my hand. Looking at the swelling, it was clear that there was something inside.

It was something that did not exist when I was under the rain.

‘The amulet… there’s no way.

It is a family where the devil does not even laugh at the group matching the talismans.

You must be wondering what this is.

Arakail looked at Kangwoo’s eyes and smiled.

He came out of the rift and nodded his chin lightly at the Legion of Maw that besieged Kangwoo and Lilith Balrog.

One of the legions in the Maw undid the bag hanging around his neck.

Show it to the Demon King.

Arakail said with a deep smile.

Arakail’s subordinate brought the bag of unidentified name held in his hand to his mouth.

He slowly tilted the sack.

Black powder flowed out of the mouth of the sack and went into the mouths of Arakail’s subordinates.

Keugh!

Ara Kayle’s subordinate, who poured the black powder into his mouth, groaned as if in pain.

Couduk! Good luck! An eerie sound resounded as if bones were cracking.

Aaaaaa!!

Arakail’s subordinate twisted his entire body.

A hideous blood vessel reminiscent of a tree root sprouted on the body of Arakail’s subordinate.

And

– ugh!!

From the body of Arakail’s subordinate, black magic like a haze rose.

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Magi that feels different from the general Magi.

A laugh escaped Kang Woo’s mouth.

I was able to figure out what that demon really was without even using the Power of Insight.

Because it was the kind of power I had already experienced. … Is it the power of divine slaughter?

It was a power that was fundamentally different from that of a god.

If the Divine Power affects all the Persons possessed by that being, then

the Divine Slaughter is the only ‘power to kill the being with the Divine Power’, regardless of whether it is a person or not.

To be more specific, killing a god is a power focused on breaking through the protection of the godhead and destroying the godhead itself.

And Kang Woo had the experience of making a weapon containing the power of that god in the past.

‘I used the horn of the Behemoth to make a chain of music.’ Thanks to the weapon containing the power of divine killing, even before he became Kangwoo’s incarnation, Yeonjoo

Cha was able to damage Kangwoo with an attack using a chain .

‘Since you can’t make each demon into an incarnation, you supplied something that can temporarily grant the power of killing a god

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If so, it was not difficult to find out what the identity of that black powder was.

Because, as far as Kang Woo knew, there was only one being with the unique power of ‘God Killing’.

Our poor Behemoth’s horns must have been very scarce. No, if you saw that you paid all these numbers,

would you have forcibly played it and cut it again? An unidentified bag hanging from the neck of the Legion of Hell.

It was a sack containing powder made from ground Behemoth horns. It’s really varied, Amon.

He had been thinking about the possibility that Amon was controlling the Behemoth.

When I met Behemoth in the satellite world before heading to Ernore continent, Behemoth showed as if it was being manipulated by someone else.

In the Nine Heavens Hell,

there was no one other than Amon who could control the Behemoth, called the ‘King of Demons’.

It was to some extent expected that he would use the horn containing the power of Godsal.

but.

‘I never thought that you could make a doping drug without making a weapon out of it.

No, in the first place, when he directly consumed the horn of the Behemoth, he was completely unaware of the temporary power of killing God.

‘No, that’s not all.’ Looking at

Ara Kayle’s subordinates with ugly blood vessels sprouting all over their bodies,

it seemed that not only the power of Shinsal, but also the physical specs of Magina increased exponentially.

Although it was temporary, it was enough to make Han Seol-ah’s buff feel shabby.

‘Of course,

there was no such thing as a freakish increase in power that could be described as deformed without any cost. ‘If you’re lucky, you’re an idiot, and in the worst case, you’ll just search.’ Consuming

powder made from the horns of the Behemoth

is tantamount to running into enemy lines with a bomb wrapped around one’s body.

Do you know what happens when you eat that?

Kang Woo asked with deep sunken eyes.

Although they were Arakail’s subordinates, Narak’s legion was also his own subordinates in the end.

‘Not now.

In any case, there were a few familiar faces among the army of Hell that surrounded them.

Of course, there’s no way you won’t feel any emotions.

ha ha ha! Would you use this without knowing?

Arakail laughed with a bright smile.

but.

He let out a hot breath and spread his arms.

Even if the body is changed, even if the soul is burned.

He raised his head high and spoke in a maddened voice.

Shouldn’t we be moving forward? yes?

giggle Arakail’s shoulders trembled. It was something the Demon King often said.

Forward, forward, forward, forward, with dim eyes as if recalling memories! Scatter madness.

to a higher place! To a farther place! Big! Ha ha ha ha ha!!

Arakail shuddered as if in a shudder.

yes. Demon King. The King’s words are correct. If the devil! If it is a being that lives with desire and is completed with desire!

clunk hard.

They noisily cross their hands made of saw blades.

Shouldn’t we desire power at all costs?

In fact, wasn’t it Demon King who put those words into practice more than anyone else?

Kang Woo kept his mouth shut.

The memories of the past brought back memories from hell.

No, there is no need to go to hell.

Even at this moment. Even while talking to him like this

.

Kang Woo was repeating a tightrope walk with the ‘Mahae (魔海)’ nestled in his heart.

Compared to the Demon Sea, the danger posed by the Behemoth’s horn powder

was not even a risk.

iced coffee.

Aracail staggered as if dancing.

It reminds me of the first time I met the Demon King.

He had a bright smile on his lips. The figure of Mammon’s fire burning his whole body, yet consuming him to the end! The madness that devoured all of Mamon’s forces reaching 100,000!

He spoke with a hazy expression, as if he was intoxicated.

Oh, it was such a wonderful sight. No other demon was as wonderful as the Mawang.

The demon king at that time was literally ‘desire’ itself.

Whether limbs were cut off, a stomach burst open and organs spilled out, or half of a head was ripped off.

He only longed for chewing and swallowing the other person and advancing to a farther place

.

I only wanted to become stronger.

All predators were mere prey in front of the demon king.

He

truly deserved the title of King of Demons. But…

Arakail’s eyes cooled down. Now you don’t see that time anymore.

He glared at Kangwoo with cold eyes. Amon did. That Maou-sama stands on the side of humans and protects the world.

There is contempt in his eyes as he stares at the river.

It doesn’t matter what the human side is. But…

the fact that you protect someone is completely unacceptable.

To the devil king, ‘protecting’ someone was an expression that didn’t suit him very well.

He is not someone who protects others.

If it’s the devil, if it’s the demon king.

It should be plundered, exploited, and usurped.

The eyes of Arakail, who no longer desires, shone fiercely.

You cannot be called a king.

Kang Woo kept his mouth shut.

I slowly turned my head.

Demons that surround you. He saw

the beings who were once his subordinates, the ones he was desperately trying to protect, with their

weapons pointed at him.

He could see that he was emitting hostility towards himself.

ha ha ha! Why are you standing there blankly?

Arakail laughed softly. Well, no matter how you are, you have no choice but to stand firm in front of an army of 10,000 with the power to kill gods.

I don’t know if it was the demon king in the past, but if it’s the demon king who lost his desire now.

You can’t help but be frustrated in front of this hopeless power car. That’s why you’re no longer king.

Arachail burst into a giggle. Your days are over. You are now… forgotten.

He spoke as if he was passing judgment.

Forgotten King. king gone.

It was time for the demons to accept a new king, not the demon king.

by the way.

walked slowly.

jerk jerk.

I walked in front of Kang Woo.

Kang Woo slowly turned his head and gazed at Arakail.

His gaze at Arakail was cold. Doomgard is such a fool.

Arakail put a sneer on his lips and lowered his hand made of saw blades.

stand up.

The head of the Doomguard lying on the floor was severed by a saw blade.

Plump.

Playfully bounced the Doomguard’s head on top of the saw blade.

I desperately ran away to where you were, even taking Behemoth’s horn powder.

Don’t you find it strange that the devil puts loyalty before desire?

…Let it go.

Only desire completes us… Um? what did you say?

put it down

Kang Woo’s hand moved. …!

Before Arakail could react, the head of the Doom Guard he was bouncing on the saw blade was held in Kang Woo’s hand.

Big.

Arakail took a step back with a startled look on her face.

After receiving the grace of Baal and becoming an incarnation, he gained immense power that was incomparable to that of the past.

Even so,

the demon king’s movements were not visible.

…..

Holding Doomgard’s head in his arms, Kang Woo slowly put his head down on the floor.

The doom guard’s head was reattached to the section cut off by the saw blade.

-Hehehe.

Suddenly, Doomgard’s laughter flashed through his mind.

‘He was a cute guy.

If they are similar, they will probably have a similar personality to Kim Tae-hyun.

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Except for himself, of course, there was no match for violence

– hehe. But… Before my life ends, the Demon King… Cool! I’m glad to see you.

Stupid baby. I could have lived if he hadn’t just run towards me.

-I must… I must tell the Demon King… because there was

Fuck that was useless information.

–

Even if you didn’t tell me that,

I would have handled it on my own.

-A little more… I should have come to see you sooner… I guess.

I know. Why didn’t you just come to me first as soon as you saw Amon doing nonsense?

Kang-woo, who put the head of the doom guard back, got up.

Arachil.

I called him in a low voice.

…You tell me.

Arakail gestured and

ordered the Legion of Hell to prepare Behemoth’s horn powder.

At first I asked, ‘Why did you do that?’

Kang Woo slowly turned his head.

I didn’t ask why you killed Doomgard.

eyes are stained black That’s what I asked earlier. His black eyes were colored gold. I was asking why you forgot me.

A transversely slit pupil appeared.

betrayal? you can do it. To be honest, it wouldn’t be strange if he said he would give you the godship for free, but he crawled like a dog and licked his feet. Killing Doomgard? As you said, the one who expects companionship from the devil is an idiot. If it didn’t go against your will, it’s right to kill it.

however.

By the way, Aracail.

everything else is fine I couldn’t forget you know

You fought with me and won with me.

no matter how powerful you are. No matter how much time passes, no matter how fading the memory.

– Wow.

The wings, which seemed to be covered with black liquid, spread out wide.

Mouths with sharp teeth appeared from the wings made of slime.

And

there’s something else to forget. What if you forget me? The Demon King

, who was the demon of demons,

the predator of predators, and

the hell of hell, returned.