Chapter 156:

Chapter 156:

Thats not possible, Kalia firmly replied.

Damons face crumpled at her resolute answer.

She trembled as if she hadnt expected it, her lips quivering.

Staring intently at her, Kalia calmly voiced her inner thoughts.

The reasons why she couldnt release Damon, why she couldnt show mercy.

Just because you surrender, do you think those who died at your hands will come back to life? Do you think that your past atrocities can be justified because youve helped us a few times?

Living in the present and moving toward the future didnt erase the past.

What had happened could never become something that had never happened.

No. Thats not how it works. Just because you repeatedly repent doesnt mean you can repeat your wrongdoings as if theyre permissible.

Damon shouted, as if cornered, in response to Kalias composed words:

But, but didnt we help you so that you could have an advantage, so that you could win? Its not about forgiving everything. Its about showing mercy! Its not like if we all die, they will come back to life!

Thats right. Those who have died wont come back. Thats precisely why forgiveness is even more out of the question. Furthermore

Kalia readjusted her grip on the sword.

The sharp end of the yellow-glowing blade remained steady as it pointed directly at Damon.

The fact that they wont come back isnt a reason for you to live.

As Kalia spoke, the resonance of Amuntias sword, Gaia, echoed within the palm of her hand.

Staring at the crimson tip of the blade, Damon gritted her teeth.

Damn it!

This was her final move.

If this didnt work, she would perish without a trace.

Perhaps Buford would be the same.

That man couldnt live without her anymore.

That wretched Lirik was determined to die, so there was no way he would help her survive.

No, it cant be. Thats not possible.

She couldnt bear to lose him.

As much as Damon wanted to live, she also wanted to save Buford.

No matter how arrogant and foolish that prince might be, no matter what mad deeds he committed, she couldnt live without him.

She wanted to save him.

She had to find a way.

By any means necessary.

So Are you telling me to fight with all my might? Until the very end?

Id rather you do that. Fight fiercely until the end.

At Kalias words, Damon took a deep breath.

Kalia Tacskate, that woman was a monster.

Due to Liriks mistake and the determination of that fairy woman, an immense monster had been born, and that monster saw her as nothing but a perfect enemy.

If Damon had known it would come to this, she should have found a way to kill that woman from the start

She wasted her time with useless cooperation.

She focused her dark magic within her body.

Luckily, she had cast auxiliary magic just in case.

Countless corpses buried in this land and the souls of the dead were stirring, awakening.

For them to fully awaken a little more time was needed.

Instead of killing me, how about defeating that damn demon first? If he doesnt die, this war wont end.

Thats something well handle.

How can good be so cruel compared to evil? To betray those who have cooperated with you so mercilessly and even say youll kill them willingly? Wasnt goodness supposed to embrace and forgive the enemies who defect?

Kalia laughed bitterly at Damons words.

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This is the Holy Demon War. Dont you understand what that means?

Holy Demon War, or whatever. Honestly, I dont know much about that Whats important is simply rescuing those I need to save and eliminating those who cause them pain.

Clank.

So dont playact repentance and just come at me.

Kalia stared at Damon with unwavering determination, standing tall like an unbreakable sword.

Nevertheless, giving his all for one final attack was solely for the purpose of retreat.

Just one attack.

It had to succeed.

Damons shadow, torn into twelve strands, barely grabbed hold of Kalias arm.

The charging mole was hindered by the legion of corpses.

Nows the time!

Before all twelve shadows dissipated under Kalias power, Damon managed to cut Kalias side with great difficulty.

Huff.

Despite being deeply wounded, Kalia endured the pain with a single groan and tightened her grip on the sword, aiming for Damons shoulder.

Argh!

Damon screamed loudly and retreated, and the blood she shed formed a monstrous creature.

Their labored breathing filled the darkness.

Just as the blood monster, replacing Damon, charged at Kalia, Damon exerted all her strength to create a portal.

Stay there.

Damn it!

Though it was Damon who used dark magic, Kalia, drenched in blood, relentlessly pursuing her to the end, felt more like a demon to Damon.

To rely on mercy from a woman like her.

Damon felt like a fool herself.

Her teeth clenched, and her anger erupted.

Having shed too much blood and with the vision blurred, Damon glared at Kalia as if cursing her.

The severed wrist hurt, but the fear surpassed the pain.

Damon ran towards the long torn gate of darkness as if rushing to her death.

A chilling cold brushed the back of her head, and at the same time, her body was sucked into the darkness.

With a slicing sound, the gate closed completely.

Haah, haah!

Kalia, who had launched her final attack with all her might, opened her eyes slightly and stared at the empty space where Damon had disappeared.

Even if they were to meet again, there would be no mercy.

She muttered as if making a vow and turned around.

The remnants left behind by Damon were abundant.

Phew.

She grasped the sword of Amuntia once again.

And she swung it, concentrating the power of purification, towards the approaching creatures.

With each swing of the sword, the wound on her side widened little by little.

Blood dripped from the wound.

By the time Kalia had eliminated all the remaining creatures with the small mole, a dust storm was already rising.

And after the blood that spilled from her wound drenched her clothes halfway, it was over.

* * *

Kalias injuries were not fatal, but they didnt heal easily.

The magic that had permeated her body like poison tried to consume her.

Fortunately, her own purifying power emitted was so strong that the wound did not grow larger, but it did not heal easily.

Simon, who was expected to be furious, simply hugged her tightly as if he himself was in more pain.

At the same time, the venom that appeared in his eyes was even more intense and viscous than the cut on Kalias side.

Of course, the damage to Damon caused by Kalia was incomparably greater than what she received.

Just like Kalia, the wounds caused by extreme purification power werent easily healed.

Due to the battle with Kalia, Damon had become much weaker than she had anticipated. To the extent that she had no strength left to maintain the magic hiding her hideout.

She had also become too weak to protect Buford, who had become rags, in order to summon the Chimera.

During the remaining time, Damon focused on regaining her magical power.

In that state, the battle outside continued.

Another week passed.

The supply of Chimeras through Buford rapidly decreased, and the alliance with Akan was brutally crushed by the Rojas Union.

And once again, two more days passed.

Around that time, news reached Kalia that the fairy army had occupied the Akan palace.