Transmigrated to Game World with SSS Wife-Chapter 80: Path of Annihilation—Savior and Destroyer

Elise’s face turned a bright red as several children crowded around her. Some pulled at her arm or berated those who pulled her arm or jumped with glee.

Turning to her new King for any assistance, she sighed when he only shook his head.

For her, their screams brought back memories of other screams she knew all too well. Screams of the bleeding and deceased, the grieving who had suffered unimaginable loss. At the same time... these were screams of joy.

Because of her... but mostly Nick. Internally, Elise vowed to not give herself any credit. She had sacrificed countless generations to the demons and undoubtedly would’ve sacrificed this one as well.

Nick was the one who saved them, even though he was a Progenitor of Destruction. He was the one who faced a demon when all she did was erect some barrier.

"Elf, me thank you!"

’Huh?’ Elise looked down to see some little girl with raven black hair and bright mahogany eyes staring at her, a huge stupid grin spread across her face.

If it wasn’t for the other kids surrounding her legs, Elise would’ve crumbled under her own weight. The girl... looked like Terra.

Bright, young, full of life and love and energy. Looking around, she knew the rest of them carried a similar look of joy.

She couldn’t feel sorry for herself... not while there were still demons here. Placing her hand on one of the kids, she whispered "You’re welcome. I have to go now though."

The little raven girl smiled again, saying, "You save my friends?"

A small tear formed under Elise’s right eye, one she quickly dried using her decades of practice. Then she simply nodded, unable to speak with how constricted her throat had become.

...

During the kids’ show of flowery affection, Nick had already walked off. Just in the distance, he could hear demons tearing into civilian flesh. Now, there was just silence.

He had been too slow this time.

Hearts had already been ripped out and half-digested before he even showed up. Dismembered arms and limbs scattered across the marble floor of the streets, their once shocking white now filled with the dark red of blood.

In his heart, he knew that the carnage before him would be repeated all across the city, over and over again. It already was, in fact.

There was one way to stop it for sure. Even if he was probably protecting those kids right now.

Nick called upon his system absentmindedly, asking it to show him the location of his party members. 3 of them were in the market district, presumably fighting against the demons as best as they could.

Yck was standing atop a hill. Whether he was alone, fighting, cowering, or whatever else he could be doing Nick had no idea. The only information his system gave him was Yck’s location.

At the end of the day, that’s all he needed to kill him anyway.

It didn’t matter if he was saving those kids from earlier. Nick could do that himself just fine. Just because it would make Yck good or innocent....

’Don’t dwell on it. You need to kill him, so do it.’ Nick thought before instantly becoming shocked by his own voice.

Such cold indifference... felt almost demonic. Except for something far deeper and more evil than even that.

’And what’s wrong with that?’

The corpses in front of him seemed to be asking the same question. What’s wrong with killing Yck? Should he be saved just because he’s ’innocent?’

What about the civilians here? And all the other ones dying? Weren’t they innocent? Weren’t they just trying to live their lives before the demons came?

Demons who could be defeated by completing a simple task: killing Yck.

Assuming he was innocent, the math was quite simple. 1 person, or thousands.

Leaving behind the dead, Nick made his way to the lone marker signaled by his system. Yck.

Along the way were plenty of demons, each of them killed effortlessly. Some civilians were saved. Others weren’t.

Simple facts.

Like the fact that Yck needs to die so that he can save the rest of the people here.

That was a King’s role after all: to be both a savior and a destroyer.

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Yck had never felt terror quite like this in his entire life.

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There had been plenty of times that he felt fear. In his earliest memories, he was a little 5-year-old running around the orphanage terrorizing this one bratty girl by chasing her with a stick that held a tarantula at an end. It was funny until the headmaster caught him and sentenced him to a week in seclusion.

After 2 days, Yck had been so paranoid from fear that he cried the entire night, begging to be set free from his prison. It took the headmaster 3 more days to oblige. Explore more at novelbuddy

As soon as he was set free, Yck made sure to make good with the girl lest he receive some kind of punishment again.

Thinking through it more, Yck realized that was probably the most scared he’d ever been in his life. Although he did end up raiding quite a few dungeons, he always made sure his party held someone who could take all the damage for him.

Until that stupid man came along... Amelia had been quite the catch for that. She was always accompanied by that foolish archer. Together, those 2 allowed Yck to clear dungeons while not taking too much personal damage to himself.

Of course, that man–Nick or whatever–had to take that away. Stupid Fynn got himself killed and stupid Amelia joined his weird chick cult.

More than that, he brought danger wherever he walked. Yck had told Glynt not to allow him in the party, that the last dungeon he had entered turned out to be tampered with and almost killed all of them.

But of course, the stupid orc didn’t listen to him. Now, Yck was alone without any of his security blankets while all of the forces of the demon army poured out of Oblivion.

The fearful cries of the children he came to know were completely drowned by the gleeful, bloodlust cries of the demons.