Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 907

Chapter 907,

Chapter 228. Grosche Castle (3) in the fierce battle

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Dylus was thrown back by Jin’s attack and crashed into the Jin Demon Army’s ship. He wanted to use his flesh when his vision was temporarily obscured by the wreckage, but Jin was already rushing towards the ship he was buried in.

‘Damn it…!’

A flashing sword cut the ship in two. Dylus managed to turn around and avoid a fatal wound, but it was difficult to read Jin’s sword.

I couldn’t keep up with its speed and trajectory. Obviously, when I defended against the sword flying to the left, I suddenly felt the blade piercing through my back, and if I thought I had avoided that, super regeneration had already begun somewhere in my body.

However, super-regeneration was only activated, and eternity pierced his flesh, bones, and organs faster and more tenaciously than super-regeneration.

With each passing second, Jin’s attacks became more and more intense, and Dylus was forced to slow down little by little. Just as a person who has shed a lot of blood gets tired easily.

“Looks like you’re the head of the demon king, is that all? Where did that opportunity that dared to strike back at me in the first place disappear?”

I can’t answer. My mouth was as dry as a tree from the tension, and my head and eyes were about to explode from following Jin’s sword.

A mighty enemy that can never be defeated.

Dylus was realizing. The fact that he was nothing more than a mere beast in front of Runcandel’s Sogaju.

‘I can’t see the answer… There’s no way I can survive this human.’

Even the moment of taking out the flesh is not allowed, so there is nothing to say about escaping.

It was also impossible to cast the magic to return to the dark world by offering soldiers as sacrifices. There are still millions of regular soldiers in the defense line, but only corpses that have become ashes are densely packed on the side where Jin and Murakan are.

General soldiers did not dare to narrow the radius and enter. The same was true of the senior troops such as generals and generals. For Jin and Murakan, there was no difference at all between them and ordinary soldiers.

Occasionally, the generals nearby threw themselves at the risk of death to help their superiors somehow, but the shock wave caused by the battle of black fire and black chains was a problem.

In addition, the allied forces’ supporting artillery fire and magic were constantly pouring into the enemy area, so the generals who went out for no reason had no choice but to face dog death.

‘The situation on the Ticano side is also not good. Even Vegel and Slam’s Freezing Plague powers do no harm to them.’

Even Vegel and Slam were successfully strengthened using Zito’s flesh. Even so, Begel’s ice couldn’t even scratch Murakan’s scales.

The aura of plague spread by Slam wrapped around Jin and Murakan at the same time, but it had no effect. Jin and Murakan fight by simply breathing in the aura of the plague, which is thick like stale water. He didn’t even cough, let alone cough up blood.

Jin and Murakan, for instance, were clearly showing off. Millions of troops in the Jinma world were witnessing it. The image of demon lords, who are perceived as close to the sky by the general demons, helplessly collapse, being trampled on like insects.

‘What the hell is Ragal doing…!’

Great!

Dylas’ left arm was ripped off.

It was not cut by a sword or a sword. The sword wind that swept across Dylus had ferociously ripped off his left arm.

Because the sword wind does not contain eternal flowers, it is possible to regenerate it, but if you focus on regenerating your now severed left arm even for a moment, your entire body will be torn apart.

“You gave up playing, good decision. If you had been under me instead of Jito, I wouldn’t have waited helplessly for death like now. You are a very valuable talent, but Jito is just a consumable. Are demon lords like you common enough in the realm of demons to write like this?”

never common

Dylus was clearly a top-tier figure among the demon kings. Jin knew all about it, but he was deliberately breaking the morale of his enemies.

If the enemies he was dealing with now were humans, not demons, most of his troops would have already dropped their weapons and fallen to their knees.

However, the demons were still more afraid of Jito than Jin and Murakan.

“Which one to fear more, me or Jito… you all will find out gradually starting today.”

Pit support…!

Dylus’ window was breaking. It was the result of successive light-speed thrusts hitting the exact same part of the spear blade.

He seemed to care more about the spear than about his broken left arm. Losing a weapon was more fatal than losing a left arm. I hurriedly injected demonic energy to delay the damage, but the beam stabbing continued.

Runkandel’s secret technique that must be avoided by predicting rather than reacting. Jin’s beam stab has reached its limit and is now complete. Jin outnumbered Dylus and ended up breaking his spearhead.

It is possible to use additional demonic energy, but it is only effective when fighting a weaker opponent.

In fact, it was the moment when it became impossible for Dylus to create any small reversal purely on his own.

Now, the only thing left for Dylus is when the remaining demon lords make an unexpected fight.

Even if that were to happen, the number of cases where Dylus would return alive was non-existent. Unless suddenly the strongest players like Zito or Paellito or ‘Ridolos’ or ‘Videluce’ don’t come to support.

However, there is no way they will come, and Murakan has already half-killed Ticano and is extending his grip to Vegel and Slam Ragal.

hooked!

Bradamante penetrated Dylus’ abdomen. Jin turned the blade and amplified the eternalization.

“It’s bigger…”

“I would have been a little more tired if you had used Zito’s flesh. It’s time to rest now, my lord. Will you leave a will?”

Dylus thought for a moment. He had a premonition of death from the moment he confirmed the gap with Jin.

With death imminent, it seemed as if something I had forgotten suddenly came to mind.

For example, the moment I happened to meet a demon in the forest on the day I was on my way to catch the souls of people who had strayed from the path with those who seemed to be subordinates.

And it reminded me of the time when I had a relationship with that demon and gave birth to a child.

‘Who is this woman… The child next to him…?’

It was clearly a memory that Dylus had never had before. He couldn’t remember who the henchmen were, who the woman he lived with, or who the child was.

What is certain is that as soon as I see them, my heart hurts unbearably.

‘…tear?’

Jin was stunned by the tears that suddenly flowed from Dylus’ eyes.

Of course, the landscapes now revived in Dylus’ memory are the people he had forgotten.

After several cycles of oblivion, and completely burned in his memory by Zito’s torture and brainwashing.

They came to mind because Zito’s brainwashing from Dylus had weakened for a while. It was unintentional, but Jin’s eternity touched the ring of brainwashing in him.

why are you crying The moment Jin was about to ask that question, Dylus’ face suddenly contorted viciously.

It is only for a moment that people who have forgotten are remembered.

Right after that, the brainwashed mind awakened and made him into Dylus Claupino again.

“Don’t hand over my corpse to that scum Ragal. Enjoy this small victory to the fullest, Zito-sama will pay for my death with more pain than this!”

Jin was puzzled that Dylus had shed tears, but he nodded.

“Don’t worry about that, you will soon disappear without a trace.”

Blazing…!

The Eternals quickly consumed Dylus. Dylas screamed in burning pain and scattered across the battlefield.

Looking back, Ticano Belgasium was also dying from Murakan’s breath. Begel and Slam also looked like they were all in a mess, but only Ragal was not seriously injured.

‘You’ve been passive in the battle throughout Ragal Fun. What’s up?’

Is it just an intention to find out the level difference and avoid dog death or is there something else.

Either way, Ragal was trying to survive now. It was clear that the demon lords who came with him were thinking of returning alive, whether or not he died.

Of course, Begel and Slam were also aware of that intention.

“…Ragal! What are you thinking? Are you sure you want to run away alone?”

In the end, Begel, impatient, asked. Ragal smiled and nodded, as if he had no intention of hiding it.

“Then I’ve already finished preparing to jump by separating some of the flesh while you guys are beaten to death.”

“What?”

“It’s not me who can’t understand what you’re thinking, it’s Sakiel, you idiots. How are we going to deal with those monsters? How much time did the four Demon Kings sacrifice their lives for? 10 minutes? 15 minutes? Does that mean anything?”

“Ragal Sakiel’s orders are Jito-sama’s…!”

“Ah, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it for Zito. Then I’ll go, everyone curse at me.”

A dimensional door opened behind Ragal’s back. It was a dimensional door opened by sacrificing Jito’s flesh.

Ragal then broke the remaining flesh and shouted,

“Listen to Jinmaggye-kun! As of now, the frontal first line of defense is giving up. Those who want to live should work hard from now on to the second line of defense. I don’t think anyone will survive.”

Ragal disappeared into the dimensional door.

And as soon as the dimensional door closed, Ragal’s poisonous smoke, reinforced with Zito’s flesh, began to spread.

The poisonous smoke had a level of miasma that was quite annoying to Jin and Murakan, and in an instant, it began to encroach on the entire first line of defense.

[…Little, what’s that weird bastard?]

“As for that, when this miasma subsides, Valeria will have to search the records here to find out.”

The remaining demons were melting in Ragal’s poisonous smoke. Jin and Murakan found and finished off those who were trying to escape the poisonous mist.

After about 10 minutes, there was not a single living Jinma chicken left in the first line of defense.

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At the same time, the 2nd star of Belgasium, the abyss of Jinma Realm.

Leila looked at Keliac Ziple, who had come to visit her out of nowhere, with expressionless eyes.

“The reason why those who should have been in the royal family were able to enter hell must have been because of the help of the witch. Why did you come to see me?”

“Leila Belgasium, I came here to take you away from Zito.”

“Tell me again. What are you going to do?”

Kelliac quietly smiled as Layla showed a sudden expression of anger.

“He said he wanted to make you my own. To that end, I’d like to tell you a secret about Zito. What would you like to hear?”

Layla paused to draw her sword and met Kelliac’s eyes.

“…Tell me, Kellyac Ziple.”

“His purpose is to stain the entire world with pain. I mean all living things. But in the end, do you know that the targets that Zito is trying to inflict pain on are not just lower ones and humans… but you too?”