CH 401

Alexander (6)the word people.

There was a ripple in my mind.

Knowing that this shouldn't be the case, Alexander asked in a cautious voice without realizing it.

"...are you really Heavenly Demon Baek Jung-hyuk?"

"okay."

"under."

strength was released in the body.

The war is not over yet.

Now is not the time to accept reality, but it was a situation in which we had to counterattack by gathering any remaining strength.

But Alexander couldn't. My name is Baek Jung-hyuk, Heavenly Demon.

At the fact that he had dared to deal with a god-like being, Alexander covered his face as if in pain.

'Really, I was an insignificant existence.'

Meantime.

There were many opportunities to find out the truth.

Even after seeing Roman Dimitri fighting, Alexandre did not know what Mugong really was.

I was pathetic.

When the storyteller told the story of Heavenly Demon, his eyes lit up like a child, and when he faced the Heavenly Demon, he made a conclusion that had nothing to do with the truth, like a blind man.

The leader of the Moorimmaeng, the Heavenly Demon Protestant leader, etc.

He proved to himself how humble he was, taking absurd guesses as plausible.

I also knew

This is your level.

If he hadn't been born in a new environment called Alexandre, he would have lived a normal life until the moment he died and died normally.

There is a saying called 囊中之錐.

When Baek Joong-hyeok's presence pierced his pockets and commanded the world, there was a reason why Kim Pan-seok lived as an ordinary man.

knowing that

got greedy

He was constantly greedy, suffering from a burning thirst, fearing that the wealth and wealth he always had in his hand might be scattered like sand.

An insatiable life stems from a previous life.

Had he been satisfied with his position as emperor and his reputation as the creator of the aura, the whispers of the Demon King would not have overthrown him.

I raised my head.

Under the blue sky, Roman Dimitri's presence overwhelmed him.

'Maybe I wanted to be like the Heavenly Demon Baek Jung-hyuk.'

present life.

I wanted it to be different from my previous life.

Just as Baek Joong-hyeok took people's cheers for granted, he also wanted to be like Baek Joong-hyuk.

I thought that I might be able to create a reality that I only imagined every day in a new world.

At least in the days when he was called the creator of the aura, Alexander succumbed to such a vision and swung his sword so that his hands were stained with blood.

Heavenly Demon Baek Jung-hyuk.

That's what it meant to Alexander.

He was a dreaming existence, the object he longed for, and what he really wanted was not a simple continental conquest, but a figure of commanding the world with a single sword like Baek Jung-hyuk.

I didn't know what to do in my complicated mind.

Lost in his mind, Alexander looked up at Roman Dimitri, unable to utter a word.

' Can't I live for the person I admired even now?'

already.

late.

His soul belonged to the Demon King, and his relationship with Roman Dimitri was irreversible.

It would have been easier if I had not known the truth.

If he had been a master of the Moorim, who only knew his name, Alexander would not have been so shabby that he was swayed by emotional fluctuations like this.

lips trembled

Hardly, Alexander opened his mouth.

"We're already late."

That moment.

flash.

Roman Dimitri beheaded Alexander.* * *

Alexander's body was dead.

However.

The spirit was alive.

Part of the soul belonged to the Demon King, so Alexander went to the Demon King as a spirit.

"Demon King, please save me. There is a reason for this defeat. If you give me one last chance, Primary God, I will fully explain the reason for the defeat and come up with new measures."

the moment you die.

accepted reality.

Heavenly Demon Baek Joong-hyeok became Roman Dimitri, and the tangled relationship he had been involved in was not a problem he could solve just by reaching out his hand.

In that sense, Roman Dimitri was beheaded at once.

It meant that he would not accept Alexander's existence, and Alexander came to his senses and focused on reality.

He still wasn't confident enough to face the Heavenly Demon.

but.

I had to somehow survive.

Showing a strong longing for life, Alexander made a request in a fervent voice.

However.

"Alexander. Do you know why I made you, a mere human, my servant?"

" I do not know."

I raised my head.

The Demon King looked like a human.

The body may not be like that, but there was something that caught the eye with her sharp eyes and thickly grown black hair.

The biggest reason is that you are a dimensional rift being. If you were alive, the dimensional rift would worsen, and that alone was worth using you. But there was no reason to make you a servant like I do now. The reason was because of your inferiority complex in not being able to acknowledge yourself."

Alexander.

It was a fun creature.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he had already risen to a position to look up to, but he did not believe in his humble roots and suffered from a feeling of inferiority every day.

That piqued the Demon King's interest.

When the Demon King reached out to the devil, Alexander hoped to solve his problem with an inferior look.

"It was a little fun. When you give me what you want, it's quite nice to see you getting more anxious when you give it to me. But..."

smiled softly.

When the Demon King rose from his seat, he transformed into a monster one after another from his toes, revealing his huge presence.

drenched in darkness

A huge body with horns protruding above its head.

With his mane-like black hair and crimson eyes, Alexander felt the pressure on his body.

Your role ends with this. There is no longer any interest to be gained from you, and as you have been living as Alexander, the boundary between the demon world and the terrestrial world has already become quite skinned. Even if you do not exist, a two-dimensional assimilation will be achieved. . Soon the passages to the demon world will be fully opened."

It was soon.

The people of the Salamander Continent will witness the world turn into darkness.

and.

At that time, there is no place for you in the new world. * * *

at the end of the last word.

Alexander's soul fell to the bottom of the abyss.

A place that destroys the soul.

As the spirits of the devils swarmed around him, Alexander crouched down and chuckled.

"Damn you bastard. In the end, you're forsaking me."

I had expected

Living for the Demon King, he knew that his existence was not so important to him.

It's just a tool to induce dimensional rifts. After achieving his purpose, there was no particular reason to keep himself alive.

So I stuck with it even more.

He wanted to be recognized for his existence.

However.

This was the reality.

Looking at the last Alexander he had visited, the Demon King talked about the reality he had been playing with like a toy.

"Kurrreuk."

"Kurreuk."

The devils flocked.

beyond the darkness.

A red light flickered.

Alexander crouched even more, unable to resist the laughter that escaped his lips.

"Demon King. You shouldn't have abandoned me like this. So that you could not read my memories, and if you were abandoned and died, all your memories would be destroyed in that moment. I put a mental spell in my head. It means you can't find out your true identity."

No one was listening.

alone.

continued to mutter.

With a maddened face, he faced the red light.

"Roman Dimitri is a being that even you, the king of the demon world, cannot guarantee victory. He is like a god who transcends the limits of human beings. Do you understand. What mistake you have made. Even though I will disappear from this world, You will forever regret leaving me for what you are going to do."

That was then.

"Kyaak!"

"Kyakyak."

The devils rushed.

As if the shadows were seeping in, the black devils bit off Alexander's body.

To be precise, it was a soul in the form of a body.

Despite the pain that was being ripped to pieces, Alexander smiled like a madman.

immersed in imagination

Just like when I dreamed of commanding Moorim.

Unlike the reality in which his body is torn apart, in his imagination, Aleksandr exists as a Heavenly Demon Baek Jung-hyuk.

It was fantastic.

Having confirmed the real thing, the imagination was clearer.

present life.

I felt inferior every time.

And now, ironically, he felt a complete sense of freedom when he met a partner he had no choice but to admit.

kwaduk.

Quad Duck.

Devils who bite without hesitation.

like that.

Alexander slowly, very slowly, fell into the abyss.* * *

that time.

Cairo was in a festive mood.

It was a perfect victory.

After defeating the Kronos Empire, the people praised Roman Dimitri and cheered for victory.

Emperor Alexander.

He is dead.

Roman Dimitri was victorious, and people felt the war on the brink had been reversed.

that afternoon.

A meeting was convened.

The executives who attended the conference room all showed a very remorseful expression.

"Thanks to Roman Dimitri's handling of Alexandre, he was able to easily deal with the enemies who had lost their fighting spirit. It was a great victory. In this battle, the damage of the allies was not great, but the enemies were completely annihilated."

"We must not end this opportunity like this. This is Emperor Alexander. The fact that the ghosts of the past, which should have died, are alive, it is clear evidence that the Kronos Empire has tampered with black magic. We must put pressure on the Kronos Empire with this. If we tell the world their wrongdoings, the Valhalla Empire will inevitably lose its right to help the Kronos Empire."

Alexander used black magic.

People clearly witnessed raising the dead, and it was a very serious problem that could not be overlooked.

According to the laws of the continent, those who invaded the forbidden realm had to be punished by the entire continent together.

For the Valhalla Empire, the justification for participating in this war will disappear as explained just before.

Cairo's top officials said.

"That's right. If a truce is negotiated, you can occupy an advantageous position with Alexander's presence and the use of black magic. Just give the order.

all the leaders.

I saw Roman Dimitri.

The decision rested with him.

If he says he will, this war will end like this.

However.

"No, we will continue the war."

"...are you saying you want to see the end?"

everyone.

He had a bewildered reaction.

The war is not over yet.

In order to deal with the remaining forces of Kronos and Valhalla, he would have to be prepared for a lot of damage, but he could not readily accept the word that he would go to the end.

Hasn't it already taken an advantage.

If the truce negotiations are successfully concluded, a safe future can be created by putting shackles on the ankles of the Kronos Empire.

It was an easy road.

There was no need to go the hard way.

Roman Dimitri said.

"It doesn't matter whether Kronos used the power of darkness or not. We've had a vague idea of the truth of Kronos for a long time. Just looking at the example of Hector's kingdom, there is plenty of evidence to condemn them. But they didn't have the strength to touch them, so they couldn't come up with the truth despite all their atrocities."

"The situation is different now. If we press on, we have no choice but to raise a white flag as Kronos."

"Yes, but that alone cannot compensate for the damage caused by the war. A lot of people have already died, and a more tangible response is needed to prevent something like this from happening again in the future."

Moment.

People's expressions changed.

As Roman Dimitri said.

They felt a strange tension.

That was then.

So I want to take this opportunity to destroy Kronos and Valhalla and conquer the Salamander Continent.

Continental Conquest.

I had goosebumps.

A realm that criminals would not even dare to think of.

All the senior leaders in the conference room were in great shock.