[Conclusion Return]
âAnother failure?â
Kreon rubbed his neck.
A while back, Count Weltonâs sword cut his throat.
The feeling of the cold blade touching him was vivid, but Kreon scratched the neck a few times as if a mosquito bit him.
âCertainly, there are three people. Besides, he wasnât watching this place, but there are also three great magicians. It is a little difficult for me alone.â
He already used the ability to return 22 times.
Although the technique which reversed the end allowed one to avoid death and rewind back to when they were alive, it consumes a lot of mental power.
No matter how crazy a person is, their body wouldnât make it out unscathed.
âI need to do it differently.â
It would be easier with Vincent here, but he must be in a tough fight with Jamie Welton.
It would be easier if he had brought another member of the Seven Knights, butâ¦
The Spiral of Battlefield didnât allow it.
If so, he has to overcome this situation and take Count Weltonâs life.
Kreon looked at the chimeras.
They were being hit with fire magic and other stuff from the enemy great magicians.
If it was possible to carry out complex orders, he could have used them more efficiently, but he didnât expect such things from half-minded creatures.
Still, he had to overturn this situation.
âSignal!â
Kreon focused his holy power of Zenith on the index finger of his right hand. Around 100 chimera paladins on the battlefield stopped.
Even if the chimeras were stupid, Kreon couldnât control all 20,000 of them.
So, he went after those who responded to his holy power, and a command structure of sorts was built.
And he said this.
âBattle Sanctuary. Deploy.â
The most core holy magic of Zenith Church.
The Battle Sanctuary that calls for protection from the god of war was spreading around and centered around the hundred chimera paladins.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A dazzling light burst into the sky from around.
The physical abilities of the chimeras under Zenithâs protection increased, and they ran ahead.
They are ready to rip apart anything which came in their way.
The situation began to turn in an instant.
Initially, both sides had little over the same number of troops, and the Zenithâs troops were already a bit powerful with their chimera beings.
âStop them!â
âWe will die if they enter!â
The commanders of the enemy were shouting at the top of their lungs.
The great magicians on the wall also decided to use their attack magic.
The unknown sword master who was hiding realized the situation and changed his mind to act as support.
It wasnât known where Beryl and Count Welton were, but things were flowing differently for the first time.
âThis is the right way!â
The one who bothered him the most was revealed.
Kreonâs eyes shone among the chimera.
He made sure to hide among the chimera to not let the enemy find him.
Sword Master Calgar slashed the chimera paladins that had turned ferocious.
He wasnât sure why they were acting this crazed, but it wasnât just violence. They were stronger.
The skin was hard as stone, and their strength seemed like they could rip stones apart.
Still, in front of a Sword Master, they were mere sheets of paper, but there were just too many.
âMy ability doesnât work.â
Calgarâs ability was âIllusionâ.
As the name implied, it showed an illusion to the opponent, but that doesnât work on the brainless chimera.
Still, he was glad to have 3 great magicians around.
Their magic was constantly helping them clear out a few and stop them.
Especially the flames of Simon taking out chimeras. Still, it didnât feel like they were at an advantage.
âSword of Zenith.â
One person.
The one called Kreon.
He heard the news of that man 5 years back, and that he suddenly appeared here.
It was lucky that Count Welton was here; if not, capturing or even subduing the man could be dangerous for them.
âWhen will the reinforcements come?â
He heard that additional troops were being sent by the other allies in large numbers, but he could see nothing till now.
âWe need to endure.â
Calgar believed in justice.
Therefore, the god he believed in was Goddess Pyro, of mercy and punishment.
In other words, he hated Zenith.
Never lose to them.
He came here with just that thought.
He continued to move ahead, slashing the chimera down.
âSo relaxed.â
It was then.
He heard a voice right behind him. He turned to find Kreon behind him with arms folded.
âWhenâ¦?â
âWell?â
Kreon shrugged with a smile.
A difficult enemy whose level couldnât be grasped was behind him. Calgarâs palms were starting to get clammy.
The other Sword Masters didnât know he was here.
He would have to hold on until they came to help.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWill I survive till then?â
His power is already shared among others,
He knew of the ability the opponent had. Sure, his illusion is good, but it was nothing like Reversal of Casualty.
Calgar held the sword in front.
âHow many times have I died because of you?â
âWhat is that?â
âForget it. You donât know. I changed the order of things, I changed this and that, so there are many things you donât know.â
Calgar frowned at the manâs words.
He did hear that Kreon had gone crazy, but now he knew for a fact it was true.
As if to hear nothing more from him, Calgar aimed for the neck.
âPeople are talking..â
Kreon sighed at the sword.
Ping!
Calgarâs eyes widened. The sword broke; he tried to hide it with an illusion but couldnât.
Puak!
His stomach was pierced, making him cough up blood.
The sword wasnât on Kreonâs neck.
Kreon said.
âSo weak.â
He had never heard such words from anyone around him.
He did meet the ones stronger than him, but they never called him weak. That is what it means to be a Sword Master.
âLetâs seeâ¦next, I need to kill Beryl.â
After saying that, Kreon turned without even killing the man. When his life was spared, Calgar looked shocked.
He was flustered and came back to his senses. He didnât know why, but it didnât feel like Kreon intended to kill him.
âI need to get out and stop the bleeding.â
He thought about whether to attack him again but decided against it.
Calgar tried to move carefully, as any large movement could cause a problem.
Fall!
At that moment, hideous cuts were made on the body as if mutilated. And Calgar fell to the ground.
Kreon didnât even bother looking back like he didnât care.
âBeryl. Where is that rat hiding?â
All who were left were Beryl and Welton.
The great magicians were annoying, but they wouldnât find him since he was running amongst the chimeras.
âHahahahaha.â
Being an assassin was so much fun.
Kwaang!
âKuak!!â
Zenith accepted the darkness which came over him.
But it was impossible to resist how strong the force felt, and part of the Infinite Battlefield had collapsed in the shockwaves of darkness.
The man in black armor with helmet and horns.
The ghastly purple, glowing eye that could be seen through the helmet brought back bad memories.
âDiablo Volfirâs men?â
How many years had it been?
So long ago that he couldnât even remember. The only human who could counter him.
No, he wasnât human.
He liked calling himself human, but how could a human be that strong?
But that guy is sealed in darkness!
After that, all his minions were removed from the world, and all his traces were erased.
âAnd this one is his subordinate?â
No one should be left.
But this guy called himself the demon king and had the same darkness as Diablo. Tens of thousands of years passed, but Zenith couldnât forget it.
Because that is the power that drove him to his death several times!
â⦠how did a demon king break into here?â
He had no intention of rushing in anger. Fighting a demon king in this state is a sure loss.
First, he had to get information out of the demon king. The demon would not be able to know of Zenithâs current weakness, so he should talk.
âThis is my space; it is the dimension I created. A demon king canât enter here.â
Trika answered.
-Just die.
Like he had no intention of talking to a god, he summoned the sword of darkness and rushed in.
Zenith just bit his tongue.
Kwaaang!
With each collision, the space shook.
Although weakened by his restrictions, the two who reached transcendence, a god and a demon, were fighting.
Jamie just watched by clenching his fist.
Even Zenith, weakened by being in someoneâs body, couldnât be defeated.
Even if he used black magic, winning would be difficult.
This made him feel so helpless.
Why was he weak?
He knew.
It has been just 13 years since he was born, and his growth rate was different from the past.
In just 10 years like this, he will surpass his past form and power.
He knew it.
But he didnât want to wait for that long.
âI need to kill him, no, I have to kill him.â
The situation changed with Trika coming, but he didnât feel relieved.
He didnât like entrusting this to his subordinate.
âAhhhh! You fucking demonnn!!!â
Zenithâs angry voice could be heard as he grabbed Trika by the helmet.
And Trika grabbed his wrist and broke it in the other direction.
Darkness was exploding around.
Zenith was using his holy power and clearing the darkness when a lightning bolt fell.
Kwak!
Trika staggered back a little with it.
Zenith didnât miss the chance and used the Diomedes-Style True Sword.
âStop!!â
Seeing that being unfolded again, Jamie couldnât stand it and rushed in using teleport and cut Zenithâs chest.
âAnnoying bastard!â
Zenith extended his hand, not paying attention to the wound.
âYou donât even know your place!â
Holy power was gathering around his hand.
He did the same to the other and then clasped them together.
âYou?â
The two which collided caused a huge explosion making Jamie bounce back.
His right arm looked mangled.
Trika, who appeared there, quickly approached him and embraced him so Jamie wouldnât take further damage.
-Are you fine?
ââ¦I will not die.â
-What is it? What can you do against them now!
Trika yelled at Jamie, who firmly said.
âHe is my enemy. And I am not pathetic enough to make my subordinates do my work.â
-Lordâ¦
At that moment, Trika remembered what he had forgotten about his lord.
He looked docile from the face, but he could tell now.
A man who got forced to work for Diablo but later had developed true loyalty for him.
Diablo Volfir was looking new, but he was right here.
âYou annoying worms!!â
Zenithâs angry voice could be heard.
Trika quickly took the stance in case Zenith managed to fix the dots between them.
The smoke died down, and a messy-looking Zenith was visible.
âNo more. I am going to make your graves rightâ¦â
But he couldnât end the words.
Beyond the Dimension.
So, something was happening in the real world.
Zenith sensed it first.
ââ¦â
And he smiled at Jamie.
âIt will be over soon. Why be angry? After all, everything will go my way.â
As if everything had been a lie, Zenith shook his head and snapped his fingers.
His form was disappearing.
-Wonât let you.
Trika approached the man with ghastly light in his eyes.
Zenith smirked.
âI donât know how a Demon King came inâ¦but donât forget, Demon King of Lust. You are just a filthy dog of Diablo Volfir.â
Trikaâs dark sword passed through the air.
Zenithâs voice could still be heard.
âAnd Jamie Welton. You will have a lot of troubles from now.â
ââ¦what?â
âBecause the answer for my holy plan will come soon,â
At that moment, Jamie remembered something.
-Kreon will kill Count Welton.
According to the Spiral of Battlefield, that was the answer to winning the war.
The first was to isolate him.
The second was the death of Count Welton, his father.