The King of the Battlefield-Chapter 245 - Demon King of the Ash Gray (3)

Chapter 245: Demon King of the Ash Gray (3)

Translator: Subak

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Actually, you couldn’t even call that as their true skills. Making the unnatural thing natural was everything.

They felt like they could fly. Like everything that was suppressing him had disappeared.

The original Muyoung wasn’t of an ash-gray color. Luciferre’s power was suppressing Gabriel’s power and so received ash gray wings. That was all.

These two powers couldn’t be in harmony and it only became a disability when Muyoung used all his power.

But Muyoung had just let Gabriel’s power suppress Luciferre’s power because there was the possibility it could explode if something went wrong.

But…

It is possible.

Muyoung got sure of it after creating the 51st stance. The Evil Slayer.

That his boundary had increased by one leap.

And so he judged that he could manage a ‘separation’ as this one.

Actually, this would be a gamble with his life in his life but he managed it in real life.

Muyoung didn’t hesitate to act if he saw possibilities.

That was the reason Muyoung could become strong in an instant and that’s also the reason he could overcome several hardships.

And it was the same this time.

He didn’t try to mix it by force and the operation of his abilities became much comfortable when he split them.

The divine power at one side and the magic power at another.

Then, Gabriel’s spear shrunk in size and maintained its shape.

Muyoung held his spear and Anguish like a two-handed swordsmanship. At this point, he didn’t receive courtship from weapons or techniques. He had already surpassed that boundary.

Everything became equal if he reached the peak and that was the same for normal swordsmanship and two-handed swordsmanship. He could execute them with no difference at all.

But the destructiveness Gabriel’s spear possessed was another matter.

He concentrated all his divine power so that was also an incompatible power for the demon race.

On top of that, it wasn’t a normal divine power.

“There is no lowly race in the underworld…!”

Lerajie took a step back.

A movement he would show only to a natural enemy.

That’s right. There were no lowly races in the underworld.

Not even traces of angels.

Gabriel was an angel among angels. An angel that had the power not to get corrupted. Not even Lerajie could think of approaching easily.

Muyoung wasn’t conscious of it when he was of an ash-gray color.

It was due to his natural divine power having shrunk a lot due to having Luciferre’s power suppress it by force and distorting the harmony.

But they got separated now.

The complete divine power of Gabriel was contained in his spear.

A complete opposite power for the demon race!

“How can a mere demon king possess the power of our natural enemy!”

Muyoung felt his hand go numb a little bit. It seemed like it had repulsed as soon as Muyoung separated them but it wasn’t at the point he couldn’t use it.

Maybe it was thanks to the influence that the two powers co-existed for a really long time?

It was a move close to a gamble but you could say that he had succeeded properly.

“Are you afraid of me?”

And he asked again.

But Lerajie didn’t answer.

Boom! Boom!

Lerajie started to walk towards Muyoung again while frowning as if he was embarrassed about having taken a step back.

“I am the demon god of war and a dragon hunter. Do you think I will get pushed by that lowly power when I live on eating the strongest creatures?!”

Baaaaang!

A huge black magical power in the shape of a sphere rose in Lerajie’s fist.

He should be slow because he was 50 meters tall but he leaped at an incredible speed and attacked Muyoung.

Fwoooosh!

The power of a divinity indeed.

He only slammed the ground once but the land started to shake uncontrollably just with that.

‘I will die immediately if I take that head-on.’

Muyoung dodged Lerajie’s punch with a narrow margin and finished his calculations.

He couldn’t think of blocking that punch.

Divine power was a pure power that the body had. Even if he possessed a divinity of the opposite attribute, he couldn’t do anything against divine power.

His body would burst and explode if he received that punch directly.

He had obtained the skin of the immortal and wore the armor of the immortal king if he didn’t dare to take that hit head-on.

‘I only need to dodge it then.’

He was confident in dodging.

But the problem was that he wouldn’t be able to win just by doing that.

Fwooosh!

The moment the punch split the air, a huge shockwave drove in like a storm. Some of the demon races weren’t able to endure it and some others were holding their ground with a magical barrier.

It’s understandable why the sky lord couldn’t endure those punches when he has that monstrous divine power.

‘I only have one opportunity.’

He already accomplished Lerajie’s destruction condition.

Being defeated at war!

The defeat was ascertained even if he couldn’t consent to it but what could he do?

Lerajie would disappear if Muyoung could only defeat him.

Destruction.

A complete death.

He would face his end and return to nothingness.

And he only had the Evil Slayer to inflict damage at that body.

If he used the spear of Gabriel along with Anguish, their destructiveness would increase.

‘I will look at the grain.’

A being fated to perish always had a grain.

But of course, it was impossible to look at the grain of an immortal demon god, but wasn’t his destruction condition satisfied already?

He wasn’t immortal anymore.

If Muyoung’s guess was correct, then Lerajie should have gotten demoted.

‘I can see it.’

Certainly!

As soon as he satisfied the destruction condition he became able to see the grain.

If he could see the grain and inflict damage, his probabilities increased even more.

“You won’t be able to defeat me just by dodging!”

Lerajie’s attacks became much fierce.

That divine power was really desirable. Even if your magic power got depleted or didn’t a divinity, you could always use the power of your body until you collapsed.

‘It’s hard to get close to him, unexpectedly.’

Lerajie’s reaction speed was transcendent. He attacked without showing an opening to get attacked.

But the one that would get at a disadvantage if they delayed any more time was Muyoung. It seemed like he needed an extreme but certain method.

“Got ya!”

Boooom!

Bang!

When Lerajie showed a complacent smile.

Muyoung got buried in his fist.

“…?”

But Lerajie just frowned.

He didn’t feel like he had struck something.

His fist hit the ground once again.

But Muyoung was standing right next to his fist.

Did he block it?

‘No.’

Lerajie shooks his head.

Muyoung hadn’t blocked the attack.

He had ‘fended it off’ to aside.

He wasn’t able to block it head-on but power was something you could always fend off with the proper technique.

But of course, it was impossible to fend off all of the power. The right side of Muyoung’s body had disappeared.

About one-third of it.

Ching! Ching! Chiing!

Anguish fell to the ground.

Blood pouring!

Blood flooded but Muyoung still felt confident.

“When did I say that I just dodged?”

Stab! Riiiiiiiiip!

Muyoung then stabbed Lerajie’s fist with the spear of Gabriel.

And started to climb on Lerajie’s arm in that state.

The spear followed the ‘grain’ and tore apart Lerajie’s body.

“Graaaagh!”

Lerajie screamed.

That scream didn’t befit that of a wielder of divinity but the pain would transcend imagination when they were tearing apart one’s body with a power of an opposite attribute.

Gabriel’s divinity infiltrated deeply into Lerajie’s body and started to destroy him.

A power that never got corrupted met corruption and got into a purifying procedure by force.

“Stop! Stoooop!”

“This part is rather weak.”

From his hand to his wrist, from his wrist to his shoulder, from his shoulder to his neck. Muyoung grinned the moment he arrived at his neck.

The grain didn’t end at the head but at the neck.

The end of the grain was in a circle at the neck as if his neck had gotten cut.

Muyoung stabbed the neck with Gabriel’s spear and slashed.

Splaaaash!

No blood flowed.

And instead, a black ominous magic power started to get released.

“Ah…!”

Boom! Boooom!

Lerajie kneeled down.

His body was being dispersed.

“It, it can’t end like this. I have to return. To my home town, my house…! I, I don’t want to die inside this ‘dump’….! Solomooon!”

It wasn’t the reaction of a god but rather it was closer to the reaction of a human filled with fear.

After a while, Lerajie turned into dust completely and disappeared.

Thud!

Muyoung crashed into the ground like that.

He couldn’t endure his vision getting fussier and his consciousness getting farther.

“Master!”

Bastaard! Are you okay!”

“Paa!”

Some people approached him.

It seemed like they were worried about Muyoung in several meanings.

Muyoung smirked once again and closed his eyes.

<King killer! All your pure stats increase by 30.>

<Execution of Justice! Your divine power increases by 80.>

<The authority predator activates.>

<You obtained ‘divine power’ following the contents of the contract.>

<The title ‘Demon God Hunter’ has been generated.>

<The trust of Gremory increased.>

<The way the demon race looks at the user changes from distrust -> admiration.>

<But they still can’t trust in user completely. But you can expect good treatment as a strong warrior.>

….

A noble knight raised his head.

A red star and a blue star.

The countless stars that follow those two stars.

The two stars emanated a stronger light the more time passed.

It was like a comet that appeared suddenly but it was releasing light that could cover the world.

The noble knight put a warm smile.

“It seems like you are doing fine.”

“Are you looking at the stars, King Slayer?”

The noble knight, King Slayer, moved his gaze.

And one old man entered his line of sight.

The surroundings were encompassed with lava and Diablo’s screams were heard continuously.

“I kept looking for you Solomon.”

“Me, that should be at the back? I don’t think that our contract was like that.”

“The contract only existed to fulfill my hope but I don’t need that contract now. I found an existence to fulfill my hope instead of me.”

“Ha! You set up a contract but want to cancel it now that you don’t need it! That’s a claim that doesn’t fit the noble knight that you are.”

The old man, Solomon, laughed as if that was ridiculous.

“Most of all, I don’t think your dream was so light others could fulfill it for you.”

“I believe that he will choose the correct option. And… I won’t get satisfied until I correct the wrong things.”

King Slayer.

He had become different.

The one that had committed himself to his king but got betrayed because he was too powerful.

He, that despaired at the continuous betrayals at his hope of wanting to set up a kingdom kept despairing more and more and was left alone in the end but that person changed his mind while looking at Muyoung.

I should also advance fiercely.

He would continue to accomplish his will.

Muyoung was merely a small pebble but the lake in which that stone pebble stopped at created a big wave.

“I read the changes of the world. I became sure that you would appear in this place again. Until now, the power of Lemegeton has stopped you from coming here but not even Lemegeton could do anything before the ‘accidents’.”

An accident.

King Slayer looked inside the volcano.

Diablo. His appearance was an accident.

He united two worlds.

And that’s how Solomon got to come to this world.

Solomon nodded.

“That’s a right knight. It’s just like you said. But what’s the reason you came looking for me while canceling the contract? You talked about fixing the wrong things but I don’t know what wrong things you are talking about.”

King Slayer stopped time as soon as Solomon finished speaking.

128 times.

The short moment you could even feel the resistance of the air.

The two of them continued their conversation at that time.

“You wish for the destruction of this world. For all living beings to disappear.”

“That’s obvious. This place isn’t really the underworld but merely a trash dump I created. Isn’t it obvious for me to throw away and empty the trash can when it gets full?”

“Trash can… I know that that is wrong but still assent to that word. My mistake won’t disappear with the passage of time. Finally…”

Hostility.

Solomon read that.

And the King Slayer didn’t bother hiding that.

Sruuung.

The noble knight pulled out a great sword that had the same size as him.

“Shouldn’t you stop the tragedy that will be happening now?”

The moment Solomon read the hostility in the knight, the smile on his face also disappeared.

“Glorious knight! You are pointing your sword at me, the one that rescued you that should have fallen to nothingness.”

“I am not noble anymore. I am not a glorious noble as I sided up with injustice.”

“Really? How, unfortunately. I thought that my will would get through you…”

Slaaaash!

Splash!

In the blink of an eye.

King Slayer cut Solomon’s body before he could finish speaking.