Book: 2: 126

Book 2: Chapter 126

Part of Ugkas’ confidence also came from the fact that Sipakna was already beginning to recover.

Glug glug...

Dozens of his tentacles had already regenerated, and the rest were rapidly recovering.

This was natural.

After all, Sipakna’s regenerative abilities were by far the best among all the Dukes. Even Ugkas wasn’t sure how severe an injury would have to be to kill it.

Kran stared at Ugkas for a moment before speaking in an angry voice.

“If I was your target, then you should have come to me directly instead of your childish rampage.”

“In the end, I was still able to kill two birds with one stone. I killed a lot of humans and found you.”

“It seems like that disgusting mindset will never change.”

After saying that, Kran drew his sword and Sedi tightened her grip on her staff.

Seeing this, Kran turned to her and spoke.

“In your current state, you’ll only get in the way. So you should run.”

Naturally, Sedi would never let such words slide.

With a vehement glare, she snapped back at him.

“Don’t be ridiculous. With your skills, it would be impossible to take the two of them on on your own.”

“You’re really good at talking despite being near death.”

This was their first meeting, and yet, even though they’d only met each other a few minutes before, their relationship was already strained.

If her condition had been better, Sedi would have definitely dealt with this arrogant human first.

But after she had this though, Sedi sighed.

“That hunk of metal is tough. If you don’t use a lot of strength, your sword won’t even be able to scratch him. He has a lot of fighting experience, and he knows how to remain calm. I don’t know what kind of losers you’ve dealt with so far, but you’d better not treat that guy like a normal Demon.”

“...”

This time, Kran listened to her without retorting. Although her words were still rough, he could tell that she was giving him advice about the upcoming fight.

“The slug is an insidious bastard. Keep your eyes peeled because it will constantly target your openings with its tentacles. You should also be mindful of the fluid that they spit out. It’s extremely corrosive. On top of that, the tentacles regenerate extremely quickly.”

Kran seemed to think about something for a moment before finally opening his mouth.

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“What’s that?”

“Your current condition.”

“...”

Sedi frowned. That left a bad taste in her mouth.

“It’s bad, but I’m not yet at a stage where you’d have to worry.”

“I’ll pretend to believe your bluff.”

“Just focus on yourself.”

At that moment, the temporary ceasefire, which hadn’t lasted that long, finally came to an end.

Sipakna had finished regenerating. As soon as Ugkas realised this, he immediately charged forward and Kran and Sedi took up their stances.

Kran at the front and Sedi at the back.

Clang!

After saying those words, Lukas suddenly had the urge to burst into laughter.

In the past, while he was floating in the Abyss with only the darkness to keep him company, he had dreamed of reuniting with his closest friends.

He knew that his chances of meeting them were extremely slim. After all, he’d spent a ridiculously long time there. But there was no one there who could judge him for his delusions.

The possibility was next to impossible. Nevertheless, he continued to fantasise about what he would do if he was able to meet them again.

Truthfully, he could no longer remember the conclusion of those thoughts. It had been far too long ago.

...Nevertheless, there was one thing of which he could be certain.

At the very least, the things he was about to say next would never have been in that conclusion.

“I’m not talking about the power. Instead, it has become a martial art that can no longer be called the Warrior King Fist. Because the basis has been twisted.”

Lukas held back his sigh.

He had already made up his mind, so he wasn’t about to back down now.

The being currently standing in front of him was an enemy.

“In the past, you created the Warrior King Fist to kill Demigods. It was the martial art of the weak, the martial art created to allow humans to fight against absurdly powerful beings... But what about that attack?”

Lukas’ voice slowly became filled with anger.

“An attack that reaches its target even from a vast distance and shows no regard for the hundreds or thousands of innocents that might be caught in its path. Such an attack could only have been created for mass destruction. When did the Warrior King Fist become the art of killing, Kasajin?”

[A long time ago.]

For the first time, the Demon King, Kasajin, responded.

“...hundreds of people died in your attack just now.”

[Right.]

“You must have killed even more humans than that.”

[That’s right.]

He simply nodded his head.

Lukas couldn’t help but sigh.

“So the reason we risked our lives in the past was only worth that much.”

Fwoosh-

Mana began to billow around Lukas’ body, and blue light flashed in his eyes.

“There is one last thing I want to ask you.”

[Say it.]

“...if I asked you what happened, would you tell me?”

[...]

At those words, Kasajin closed his eyes for a moment.

His expression remained the same, so Lukas had no idea what he was thinking.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth.

[No.]

“...”

Those were the last words.

The Magic Warrior King, Kasajin.

The Great Mage, Lukas.

Two heroes from another world who had stood shoulder to shoulder in the past and fought countless battles together.

So began the fight that only one of them would survive.