Kihehehehehe-!
An scream resounded throughout the battlefield. In 1795 Jin heard the same sound when Andrei Zipfel was cornered and took out the Demon’s God’s orb.
But then it was on a different level. The current Demon’s God’s orb is in a state of high perfection that was incomparable to that time.
'Did Kelliark start using the Demon’s God’s orb in earnest...…!’
As soon as the 2nd battle started, Jin and his comrades were able to find out that Kelliark had brought the Demon’s God’s orb. Cuicantelle was terrified, and Zipfel’s dragons seemed to have seizures even with safety devices around their necks.
Even so, when they felt the power of the Demon’s God’s orb being released, goose bumps ran down their back.
“That must have been the power that was originally hidden to deal with Runcandel. It seems that your patriarch has finally decided that he cannot dealt with Lord Ron without it.”
Jin replied calmly, but he had no choice but to assume that the situation could turn around in both sky and ground battlefields.
As soon as the Demon’s God’s orb was opened, Octavia's recovery accelerated. It reminded Jin about a conversation he had with Sandra Zipfel on the Gaifa Islands.
- Shall we get married? There are talks that you would marry lady of the hidden palace. How about me?
-If you tell me the secret of your super-regeneration, I'll consider it.
-Really? It's not a very difficult condition. Do you know about Demon’s God’s orb? With it, we can mimic some authority of gods…
‘Super regeneration by Demon’s God’s orb….’
The embers of the flame that remained in Octavia's severed right hand were fading. Instead, black smoke rose and formed a new arm.
Jin witnessed the same super-regeneration in 1795 when he fought Andrei and Vyuretta. As the black bones formed, a dull, grotesque skin sprouted.
It wasn't just Octavia that was recovering like that.
The spectres who were injured also began to regain their energy with the super regeneration...… Even the already dead spectre’s body were raising unpleasantly.
Soon, Octavia put the broken wand back together with the light magic spell and met Jin's eyes. Black blood was still flowing from her left eye.
"Yes. Both Ron Hairan and you shocked us too much.”
"Why didn't your eye recover?"
“It's not to forget today’s humiliation."
“You won’t be able to forget it anyway, but you're doing all sorts of useless things.”
Jin spoke calmly, but it was difficult to swallow his regret. The chance to end Octavia is now gone.
If that was all, he would have accepted this bitter situation somehow, but the problem was that unlike him, most of his allies were injured or exhausted.
They were in desperate need of Runcandel, or Talaris participation.
“… Lord.”
Valkas stood next to Jin and said.
“You must step back now.”
Valkas's voice was low and dark. He was recalling the conversation he had with Kashmir before the second battle.
-…… I have a feeling that this war may decide the fate of the world, not just the fate of the Sword Emperor castle.
- So am I.
-Even if Sir Dante wakes up and all of us escape the sword emperor castle, it will only put the situation on hold after all. All-out war or negotiations. One of the two is bound to happen. Unless the white stone is destroyed.
-We just need to focus on supporting the lord in any situation. The lord will not give up on his friend, but if the lord is in danger of falling because of that...… We must make sure that the lord does not fall even if we have to tramples on his heart.
That's what Valkas feels like right now.
If Jin didn't back down now, it seemed that death would be the only future that Jin and Vamel alliance could face, as well as the Sword saints.
Of course to Valkas, Jin’s survival is more important compared to Dante's life. Everyone in the Vamel alliance is like that.
In particular, they couldn't let Jin die in such a hopeless fight. They don't know about the situation if the Demon’s God’s orb hadn't restored Octavia and the spectres, but there really was no answer right now.
Unfortunately, even Valkas went crazy, but the more he was like this, the more he had to accept the reality calmly.
“My lord…… has done enough.”
His grip on the sword tightened, and his teeth gnashed as if his jaw would break.
Jin knew better than anyone else that Valkas was right.
In the end, Jin made a choice.
“I will retreat.”
Of course, Jin never intended to give up on Dante....
Continuing to fight will only lead to the death of not only himself but also those who follow him.
The name 'Jin Runcandel' and the influence he have are no longer entirely personal. The lives of many of his comrades are in his hands.
Abandoning them all for a friend, who might have already crossed the river of no return, was tantamount to betrayal. It was a choice that he should never made as their lord and comrade.
"But…… I'll have to take a look at inside castle."
If there is really no hope even after retreating to the castle where Dante is located, if there is no way to save him, then he will unconditionally retreat. Jin was saying that.
“My lord, retreating from the inside castle can become more difficult.”
“No, I have to go to castle to increase everyone's chances of survival. My clan won't be able to observe the inside castle, so they will definitely send someone.”
In fact, Rosa had already given the order to Stam, the leader of the Black Knights, to save Jin.
The people of Runcandel would not be interested in the lives of anyone other than Jin, but if they fought Octavia, it would inevitably make the party's escape easier.
Another titan who is still maintaining neutrality, the master of hidden palace Talaris Endorma, might also be inside the castle.
Above all.
Jin was recalling an old memory. The day his first sister, Luna Runcandel, cut down demon’s God’s orb. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that Ron could not cut.
Runcandel, Talaris and Ron. Among the three, Runcandel’s intervention was definitive, so there was no reason not to check the inside castle, and Valkas agreed.
By then, Octavia had completed her recovery. The reshaped light magic and linkage magic were flying towards the party.
Slash-!
Valkas stepped forward and slashed the beam that fell on Jin.
“I will stay behind with the sword saints. Lord, head to inside castle as quickly as possible with the rest of the personnel.”
* * *
The eyes were empty, and a black grotesquely distorted face replaced the sky.
It was a face protruding from the Demon’s God’s orb. Kiek, Kiek-! It was screaming incessantly, as if it was in great agony to expose its face to the world.
Maybe it wasn't a scream, but a roar threatening the enemies, or it might just be a meaningless scream.
It was clear that the gloomy and terrible voice overwhelms everyone in the sword emperor castle. Even Ron Hairan looked straight into the Demon’s god’s orb face and felt his whole body grow heavy.
He had never seen anything more terrible than this in his life. It wasn't just a feeling that came from the hideous shape, but an inexplicably deep and dark aura that colored the battlefield.
‘Zipfel made something like that… Are you saying that’s created by humans?'
Until now, he had faced Kelliark and Zipfel’ fleet alone and had not wavered an inch.
But not now.
I can't....
It seemed impossible to call. It seemed that if there is a person in the world who could cut that, it would have to be Chiron, not himself.
Ron was 'confident' that no one else would be able to cut it if it wasn't him. It was a certainty that Chiron could have because now Ron is an martial artist closest to the realm of genesis knight.
'Dante, my grandson.'
Dante's face came to mind.
What can he do for his grandson, then, along with the feeling that he may not be able to protect the child?
There was only one.
'If I can't protect you, I will make sure that you can return alive.'
Ron caught Rashid.
Ron took all of his heart, and all of his will. To push away the certainty of defeat. If he fight without pushing away that conviction, nothing will happen.
Shortly after, Ron was able to face the Demon’s God’s orb again with the same eyes as usual.
“Ron Hairan. I never thought I would use this power against you.”
Kelliark said as he floated in front of the Demon’s God’s orb face.
He looked completely different from before. He looked like a young boy, not a gray-haired old man.
And Ron intuitively knew that it was a phenomenon caused by the assimilation of Kelliark and the Demon’s God’s orb.
“I pay my respects.”
“How can a monster pay respect to a human, Kelliark Zipfel. You are no longer the human I used to know. It’s disgusting fact that I once competed with you on a human-to-human basis.”
Kelliark smiled bitterly at those words.
“I understand.”
Hroti was dyed black. It was a dark and deep black color that would not be unreasonable even if it was stained with shadow force.
“The only consideration I can do for you is kill you quickly.”
A black flash of light extended from Hroti. The black flash has no sound or presence. Like a shadow sword that has reached its peak.
At the same time, Ron also swung Rashid.
But Ron didn't think it was 'simultaneous'. One second, he recognized that his reaction was delayed by a much lower unit of time.
The black flash broke through the huge invisible sword that spread between them so easily and reached Ron.
Thanks to the invisible sword technique slowing down the progress even a little bit, Ron was able to overcome the time difference and completely cut off the black flash.
Swoosh-!
The moment Rashid and the black flash collided, a strange sound was heard.
And Ron felt the black flash pass across his cheek that he thought he had knocked off.
Something that shouldn't have happened in his realm.
Kiii, kiii!
The Demon’ God’s orb scream sounded like it was laughing at Ron.
A gray pattern was sprouting up like runes on the back of Ron's hand wiping the blood flowing on his cheek with a firm expression.
He opened the sword of the overlord.
Kihehehehehe-!
An scream resounded throughout the battlefield. In 1795 Jin heard the same sound when Andrei Zipfel was cornered and took out the Demon’s God’s orb.
But then it was on a different level. The current Demon’s God’s orb is in a state of high perfection that was incomparable to that time.
'Did Kelliark start using the Demon’s God’s orb in earnest...…!’
As soon as the 2nd battle started, Jin and his comrades were able to find out that Kelliark had brought the Demon’s God’s orb. Cuicantelle was terrified, and Zipfel’s dragons seemed to have seizures even with safety devices around their necks.
Even so, when they felt the power of the Demon’s God’s orb being released, goose bumps ran down their back.
“That must have been the power that was originally hidden to deal with Runcandel. It seems that your patriarch has finally decided that he cannot dealt with Lord Ron without it.”
Jin replied calmly, but he had no choice but to assume that the situation could turn around in both sky and ground battlefields.
As soon as the Demon’s God’s orb was opened, Octavia's recovery accelerated. It reminded Jin about a conversation he had with Sandra Zipfel on the Gaifa Islands.
- Shall we get married? There are talks that you would marry lady of the hidden palace. How about me?
-If you tell me the secret of your super-regeneration, I'll consider it.
-Really? It's not a very difficult condition. Do you know about Demon’s God’s orb? With it, we can mimic some authority of gods…
‘Super regeneration by Demon’s God’s orb….’
The embers of the flame that remained in Octavia's severed right hand were fading. Instead, black smoke rose and formed a new arm.
Jin witnessed the same super-regeneration in 1795 when he fought Andrei and Vyuretta. As the black bones formed, a dull, grotesque skin sprouted.
It wasn't just Octavia that was recovering like that.
The spectres who were injured also began to regain their energy with the super regeneration...… Even the already dead spectre’s body were raising unpleasantly.
Soon, Octavia put the broken wand back together with the light magic spell and met Jin's eyes. Black blood was still flowing from her left eye.
"Yes. Both Ron Hairan and you shocked us too much.”
"Why didn't your eye recover?"
“It's not to forget today’s humiliation."
“You won’t be able to forget it anyway, but you're doing all sorts of useless things.”
Jin spoke calmly, but it was difficult to swallow his regret. The chance to end Octavia is now gone.
If that was all, he would have accepted this bitter situation somehow, but the problem was that unlike him, most of his allies were injured or exhausted.
They were in desperate need of Runcandel, or Talaris participation.
“… Lord.”
Valkas stood next to Jin and said.
“You must step back now.”
Valkas's voice was low and dark. He was recalling the conversation he had with Kashmir before the second battle.
-…… I have a feeling that this war may decide the fate of the world, not just the fate of the Sword Emperor castle.
- So am I.
-Even if Sir Dante wakes up and all of us escape the sword emperor castle, it will only put the situation on hold after all. All-out war or negotiations. One of the two is bound to happen. Unless the white stone is destroyed.
-We just need to focus on supporting the lord in any situation. The lord will not give up on his friend, but if the lord is in danger of falling because of that...… We must make sure that the lord does not fall even if we have to tramples on his heart.
That's what Valkas feels like right now.
If Jin didn't back down now, it seemed that death would be the only future that Jin and Vamel alliance could face, as well as the Sword saints.
Of course to Valkas, Jin’s survival is more important compared to Dante's life. Everyone in the Vamel alliance is like that.
In particular, they couldn't let Jin die in such a hopeless fight. They don't know about the situation if the Demon’s God’s orb hadn't restored Octavia and the spectres, but there really was no answer right now.
Unfortunately, even Valkas went crazy, but the more he was like this, the more he had to accept the reality calmly.
“My lord…… has done enough.”
His grip on the sword tightened, and his teeth gnashed as if his jaw would break.
Jin knew better than anyone else that Valkas was right.
In the end, Jin made a choice.
“I will retreat.”
Of course, Jin never intended to give up on Dante....
Continuing to fight will only lead to the death of not only himself but also those who follow him.
The name 'Jin Runcandel' and the influence he have are no longer entirely personal. The lives of many of his comrades are in his hands.
Abandoning them all for a friend, who might have already crossed the river of no return, was tantamount to betrayal. It was a choice that he should never made as their lord and comrade.
"But…… I'll have to take a look at inside castle."
If there is really no hope even after retreating to the castle where Dante is located, if there is no way to save him, then he will unconditionally retreat. Jin was saying that.
“My lord, retreating from the inside castle can become more difficult.”
“No, I have to go to castle to increase everyone's chances of survival. My clan won't be able to observe the inside castle, so they will definitely send someone.”
In fact, Rosa had already given the order to Stam, the leader of the Black Knights, to save Jin.
The people of Runcandel would not be interested in the lives of anyone other than Jin, but if they fought Octavia, it would inevitably make the party's escape easier.
Another titan who is still maintaining neutrality, the master of hidden palace Talaris Endorma, might also be inside the castle.
Above all.
Jin was recalling an old memory. The day his first sister, Luna Runcandel, cut down demon’s God’s orb. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that Ron could not cut.
Runcandel, Talaris and Ron. Among the three, Runcandel’s intervention was definitive, so there was no reason not to check the inside castle, and Valkas agreed.
By then, Octavia had completed her recovery. The reshaped light magic and linkage magic were flying towards the party.
Slash-!
Valkas stepped forward and slashed the beam that fell on Jin.
“I will stay behind with the sword saints. Lord, head to inside castle as quickly as possible with the rest of the personnel.”
* * *
The eyes were empty, and a black grotesquely distorted face replaced the sky.
It was a face protruding from the Demon’s God’s orb. Kiek, Kiek-! It was screaming incessantly, as if it was in great agony to expose its face to the world.
Maybe it wasn't a scream, but a roar threatening the enemies, or it might just be a meaningless scream.
It was clear that the gloomy and terrible voice overwhelms everyone in the sword emperor castle. Even Ron Hairan looked straight into the Demon’s god’s orb face and felt his whole body grow heavy.
He had never seen anything more terrible than this in his life. It wasn't just a feeling that came from the hideous shape, but an inexplicably deep and dark aura that colored the battlefield.
‘Zipfel made something like that… Are you saying that’s created by humans?'
Until now, he had faced Kelliark and Zipfel’ fleet alone and had not wavered an inch.
But not now.
I can't....
It seemed impossible to call. It seemed that if there is a person in the world who could cut that, it would have to be Chiron, not himself.
Ron was 'confident' that no one else would be able to cut it if it wasn't him. It was a certainty that Chiron could have because now Ron is an martial artist closest to the realm of genesis knight.
'Dante, my grandson.'
Dante's face came to mind.
What can he do for his grandson, then, along with the feeling that he may not be able to protect the child?
There was only one.
'If I can't protect you, I will make sure that you can return alive.'
Ron caught Rashid.
Ron took all of his heart, and all of his will. To push away the certainty of defeat. If he fight without pushing away that conviction, nothing will happen.
Shortly after, Ron was able to face the Demon’s God’s orb again with the same eyes as usual.
“Ron Hairan. I never thought I would use this power against you.”
Kelliark said as he floated in front of the Demon’s God’s orb face.
He looked completely different from before. He looked like a young boy, not a gray-haired old man.
And Ron intuitively knew that it was a phenomenon caused by the assimilation of Kelliark and the Demon’s God’s orb.
“I pay my respects.”
“How can a monster pay respect to a human, Kelliark Zipfel. You are no longer the human I used to know. It’s disgusting fact that I once competed with you on a human-to-human basis.”
Kelliark smiled bitterly at those words.
“I understand.”
Hroti was dyed black. It was a dark and deep black color that would not be unreasonable even if it was stained with shadow force.
“The only consideration I can do for you is kill you quickly.”
A black flash of light extended from Hroti. The black flash has no sound or presence. Like a shadow sword that has reached its peak.
At the same time, Ron also swung Rashid.
But Ron didn't think it was 'simultaneous'. One second, he recognized that his reaction was delayed by a much lower unit of time.
The black flash broke through the huge invisible sword that spread between them so easily and reached Ron.
Thanks to the invisible sword technique slowing down the progress even a little bit, Ron was able to overcome the time difference and completely cut off the black flash.
Swoosh-!
The moment Rashid and the black flash collided, a strange sound was heard.
And Ron felt the black flash pass across his cheek that he thought he had knocked off.
Something that shouldn't have happened in his realm.
Kiii, kiii!
The Demon’ God’s orb scream sounded like it was laughing at Ron.
A gray pattern was sprouting up like runes on the back of Ron's hand wiping the blood flowing on his cheek with a firm expression.
He opened the sword of the overlord.
