Chapter 216

Episode 216: The World (1)

Pandemonium clicked its thin fingers like spider legs as it watched the rising signal flare.



This is because I am anxious because I do not know when my anger will awaken.

[Damn anger....]

Of course, he is not weak now either.

It is said that if you sacrifice something precious, you become stronger. This is something all devils have in common, but in his case, his efficiency is incomparable to others. This is even more true now that billions of dollars worth of wealth have been poured into it.

Nowadays, he can produce strength several times stronger than usual.

Is that it? The king’s seal he used not only turned this area into a demon area, but also created a gate connecting them to their hometown.

This means that Ishin’s influence has been blocked and he can freely wield his original power. In most cases, there is no reason for him to notice.

[Even if I spend hundreds of millions of dollars, the only people I’m afraid of are you and the king.]

But even if I have everything, including perfect condition and enhanced strength, I’m still afraid of anger. There was quite a bit of anger, but the anger that would come out after it left was what I was most afraid of.

[Shit.]

He snapped his fingers a few more times, gauging the anger that would soon awaken and the force it would unleash. I was even more anxious because I couldn’t see him even moving because he was going to wake up at any moment.

I thought Anger would have regained control by now... but has he?

[What a nasty temperament!]

He’s a very good player who burns his heart out! He clenched his fists but never intended to approach.

If my anger awakens when I approach to check, it will be a huge disaster, so I don’t want to take that gamble.

After all, what even Satan won’t give to anger is distance, so what can he give?

He who knows how many demons have had their heads cut off at once for being reckless and got close to him, and who knows what the definitive reason was for Glutton’s murder, would dare to give him distance.

[Manma Jeonju, what do I do with that? Isn’t there something I need to do?]

So he completely gave up the idea of approaching, and the manager of Manmajeon made a fuss as the silence continued for several minutes.

It was truly stupid to be scared by a single signal flare. Even if humans see that, there’s no way they can do anything.

[Shut up.]

[Yep.]

Ah... now that I think about it, I think he was originally like this guy. It was a bit annoying because the smart guys were greedy for the 10,000-horse match whenever they were away.

So before I came here, I deliberately looked for a guy who looked like a brat and made him my manager... Now that I look at it, I think it was a good choice.

[And...]

Well... I am quite satisfied with the fact that he did not betray and obeyed orders calmly even though he had held a battle with ten thousand demons for the first time in hundreds of years.

Pandemonium thought highly of that and pondered the next command.

[Listen to that there.]

[I understand.]

The target of this order is one of the other miscellaneous devils on standby.

[You can order me to do it...]

[I would have told you to shut up.]

[Eup.]

How precious is a devil who listens well but is stupid. Pandemonium, unaware of his intentions, hit the mumbling manager with lava.

The other lava is in a state where it can respond at any time even if its anger awakens.

[Where should I move it?]

Meanwhile, the devil suddenly stood up, holding the vessel of anger.

The body that is not yet dead is being swayed around helplessly. It seemed like he had truly fainted since he didn’t even protest.

[Wait.]

However, what is truly surprising is that even though the vessel has fainted, the anger within it does not stir.

Losing one’s mind is similar to losing one’s initiative. So, no matter how suppressed the anger is, since the oppressor is gone, it should be awakened at this point...

[Should the soul also be in order once it becomes a vessel to contain the anger?]

Unless it is used to suppress the evil within the body until the very end. This situation cannot happen.

For the first time, I was amazed by the human spirit. So much so that I suddenly miss the soul taxidermy jewelry I was joking about.

[What should I do with this?...]

At the same time, I was worried.

This is because until now, if it seemed like anger would take the lead, the intention was to just kill him.

[Leaving something behind and getting stabbed in the back is not something I like.]

However, if you are in a situation where your anger is not enough even in a fainting situation, the story is a little different. It’s a waste to kill.

[Is there any problem...?]

[Do you have to cut out your tongue to make it go away?]

[....]

In any case, if the vessel dies, what happens to the contents inside it? It spills, disappears, flies away.

This is especially true if you are in a position where you have been oppressed by a vessel. The angry spirit inside will escape the vessel as soon as the host dies.

And like always, I will leisurely escape from his grasp and wander the world. This time, to find a new vessel that can handle myself.

On the other hand, if you eat the bowl alive instead of killing it, you can gain the spirit of anger and all the power it possesses.

You can rob him of his strength.

[It’s difficult because there’s no guarantee that you won’t wake up...]

The problem is time.

He plans to postpone the absorption until at least he catches the hero—even if it is not the opposite power, it cannot be easy to consume someone else’s power for free. If you eat now, the fight with the hero will become more difficult─ and honestly, there is a chance that the anger will not awaken by then...

thud! The giant turtle kept rubbing itself against the castle wall, perhaps trying to break through it.

“You shouldn’t overdo it...! If you feel in danger, be sure to retreat!”

“....”

Is this correct? The Inquisitor hesitated in his steps as he saw the wall cracking slightly every time he hit it and the back of Berserk raising his spear without answering.

It was a similar feeling as when I sent the demon knight alone.

“You have to promise!”

“good.”

Or maybe even more than that. Didn’t even the devil knight I trusted eventually set off a signal for rescue?

There’s no law that says Berserk can’t do that.

“Berserk!”

At that point, she began to question her conclusion again.

If that’s what it’s going to be like that. Instead of dispersing manpower like this, wouldn’t it be better to help Berserk and completely deal with that monster?

No, we have to save the demon knight, so rather than that monster... Rather than that monster...

“Make a promise...!”

The Inquisitor suddenly came to the fundamental question of whether he could deal with a demon that even a demon knight could not deal with.

Can she truly overcome that overwhelming demonic energy? This was perhaps the most important question. If she was defeated, this city had no hope.

“...promise.”

As long as she holds on, there is no one to punish her enemies, so there is no next time.

It was my first time on this journey. The Inquisitor’s body jerked to a halt.

“What are you doing!”

At that moment, Daemyungjang, who thought she was more obnoxious than Tjaenjil, caught her.

Although he was thin like a Slend, his arms were full of muscles like a craftsman and were very strong. Her feet slipped slightly. It’s stronger than you think.

“I know you’re worried, but let’s do it in moderation, right?! “Stop being so annoying!”

Additionally, the scolding voice was sharp and soft.

“You’re not the only one worried! I’m holding back because I know that if I keep doing it, more people will die! Is this your first time on a battlefield!? Wake!”

He was right. Yes, this was a battlefield. A battlefield where people die no matter what you choose, and the only difference is whether you die less or more.

“If you really want to save people, think about ending it quickly!”

Finally, the Inquisitor’s mouth fell shut. Maybe it’s because he’s a wizard, but his ability to pinpoint facts was unusual.

Crack.

The legs, which were half-forced, move forward again with strength.

“Let’s go first!”

“...sorry!”

It didn’t take long for the giant to arrive in front of the knights. The knights and wizards riding on three horses set off first.

Deathbringer is riding on the thinner of the two remaining horses.

“Hey Tayo! Saenim is him!”

The Deathbringer, who was already on his horse, stretched out his hand towards Meister.

The meister glanced at the remaining horse—it was a horse that could be sensed as a famous horse—and immediately accepted Deathbringer’s hand.

“Are you going to be okay?”

“If you ride alone, it weighs the same as if the two of us rode it, right?”

Is it okay for two adult men to ride side by side on one horse? When the Inquisitor was questioning that, Pyeongjil spoke sharply.

That was correct. It was the combined weight of those two, or the Inquisitor equipped with armor and a shield, or something like that.

Purr.

“...you?”

Naturally, the Inquisitor caught the remaining words. But now that I look at it, it seems to resemble the horse that the demon knight rode.

No, it’s the same thing.

Purr.

Is it because someone other than the owner is trying to get in? The guy expressed some dissatisfaction and then gave his back as if he would only look at me this time.

A horse one weight class larger than an average horse supported her firmly.

“let’s go!”

The horse was long, but they boarded it in less than 10 seconds and lightly kicked the horse’s stomach.

Rumbling!

At that time, a huge collapse sound was heard. Their heads turned briefly on the speeding horse.

thud!

The second wall, collapsing, caught their eyes. It was the result of several attempts to headbutt the giant turtle’s body.

“The wall...”

Also, what is pouring between it is a large amount of salt water and the corpse of a Merman that did not yet float to the sea.

The knights lamented that the proud walls of Bemurchen had collapsed.

“Berserk!”

On the other hand, the Inquisitor and Deathbringer were worried about Berserk’s safety. “Look at the crazy front!”Deathbringer was only worried because of Meister’s shout.

The Inquisitor was the only one who turned his head to get a glimpse of Berserk’s situation.

Quang!

As if disregarding even his own life, Berserk’s body stepped on the fragments of the collapsing castle wall and rushed towards the monster.

The platinum-colored hair that reflects the light from the electric lamp that has not yet been broken looks as if the sun is rising.