Chapter 583 – The Horror of the Flame Demon and the Shadow Monster

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“One.”

The moment Cleon shouted that, the other arm of the flame demon member who had cut off his arm earlier was cut off by the swinging sword.

Could it be Cleon’s own mercy that he did not take his life right away by striking his neck his?

Or was it to make them pay the price for targeting them by prolonging their suffering?

Either way, Yeomma, whose arms are torn off, collapses on the ground, struggling to make a sound, because he has modified his body so that even if he wants to scream in pain, he cannot.

Pachit, I heard the sound of sparks flying.

It was the sound of the igniter for destroying evidence activated just before the life ended.

Having just collapsed, he seemed to have chosen to run away from the pain to death rather than continue suffering from Cleon’s pain.

“…”

Seeing that, Cleon’s eyebrows twitched.

Their loyalty was undoubtedly real, and they were demonstrating it through their actions, but each and every one of them was annoying to Cleon.

“Is it your specialty to use your life like expendable items like that?

Despite Cleon’s provocation, the demons didn’t go over easily and only frowned.

They knew very well that if they showed an opening, they would end up like their comrades who were just burned away.

Of course- even so, it’s not just because of the ignition device that it burns away.

“I thought you thought that I would not be able to use magic properly if I was in a small place…”

Roaring!

Layla’s flame spreads through her body, starting with her hands her.

Then, as he lunged at her, startedled that her own weapon had passed right by her, he suddenly found that her own wrist her was caught by her lila her.

“I mean, I’m also practicing these days. Close combat. Well, even if you guys don’t use avatars, you can fool them with a simple haze.”

Her refractive image of her, created by quickly warming her air, made the enma’s attack on Layla go in vain.

And, the moment she grabbed her wrist, the flames spreading from Layla’s body her swept over the member’s body her.

Similarly, although he cannot emit her screams of her, Layla has endowed the flames with special properties.

That’s right, ‘healing’.

In the flame attribute that originally symbolizes destruction and regeneration at the same time, the nature of healing is not that far away, but basically, the purpose of flame magic is to burn the target to ash, or to destroy it with an explosion.

But what if a wizard with excellent magic control ability like Lyla mixes the ‘healing’ property with his fire magic her?

And, instead of canceling the nature of destructive magic, what if it coexists?

In the past – in the primordial world, weapons called incendiary bombs existed.

Literally, items prepared to burn down the enemy.

Among them, it was said that there was a guy that clung to the opponent’s body and would not be extinguished even if water was poured on it, and the victims who had to feel the pain of being burned and turned to ash in real time was a nightmare like immersing themselves in hell alive. .

As an unethical weapon, it was natural to be criticized for using it, but it was no different than emphasizing the ‘power’ of that weapon.

Even in the magic of the succession world, along with the chaotic violence of flame magic, its status as magic that can inflict powerful pain on the opponent is not at all inferior to them.

However, when using fire magic on humans, focusing on ‘detonation’ or limiting actions using heat rather than causing a phenomenon called ‘ignition’ is basically using the science of magic to inflict excessive pain on the enemy. Is to prevent

If they put their mind to it – they will be able to continuously inflict greater pain on their target than any other series of wizards.

Just like Layla does right now.

The body burned by the flames regenerates on the spot.

That was the magical effect created by the nature of ‘healing’ that she had bestowed.

And the regenerated flesh is burned again on the spot by the magic flame.

Unsurprisingly, they can’t scream because their vocal chords have been cut, only chumps.

“I’ll adjust it to the point where you won’t die. To the point where you think it’s better to die. That’s right… I need to know who you guys were aiming for, so it won’t come like Besides this?, You guys… Yesterday you also targeted Quon, right?”

Layla’s voice as she said that was more subdued than usual, and it reminded her of Cleon and her when they first met.

Dare you go after my friends and lovers? The anger felt in her expression, as if to say, dwarfed her envy that were aiming at her.

“If you stop, you will be cut.”

And, the defeat of the ‘mind’ soon leads to the defeat of the body.

When Cleon’s voice her reminded him that there was no single enemy, at the same time a flash of light flashed through the air.

The one that fell with a thumping sound was from the thighs of another enchanted horse.

Of course, if one of the two legs that support the weight of the upper body suddenly disappears, the body loses its balance and collapses on the spot.

This time, full blown. Even the onomatopoeia of the word is unsuitable, and the wild horses crawl on the ground while falling magnificently.

In a brutal and one-sided battle that seemed to make them forget that they were human beings who moved normally with all their limbs attached until just now, the demons slowly retreated.

Ah. Now I get it

Why did he send them away?

We, unknowingly, felt fear because of the stories we heard from our comrades who came back alive thanks to the mercy of the dark demon clan.

And the reason why their leader, who had purged the survivors in one blow, personally nominated them and sent them to them.

This is punishment

Sent to die

Assassins who succumb to fear do not deserve to exist.

I felt the strength in the memorized device in my hand grow stronger.

It didn’t take long for him to understand that it was his anger his at his situation his, but he could n’t turn it back now.

Now, in front of them, every breath, every movement.

It was not an illusion that Cleon and Layla, who were pushing themselves into the hole of Hell, looked like demons ruling over Hell.

However – I have no choice but to do that.

To doubt one’s own actions was, of course, when one was in danger of dying.

In the name of maintaining order in the East, and as a murderer carrying the name Yeomma on his back, how many beings have he buried in darkness?

Have you been deceived and bloodied by lies of peace and well-being, with a paralyzed mind and a subdued heart?

The answer to that, and the conclusion of cause and effect, is right now in this situation.

Karma. Human karma always requires blood to be shed by those who made it.

Look at them

Yeomma, who asks the wicked for sins and cuts off his limbs and tongue.

A girl who summons the superheated hell to the real world and burns even her soul her.

Even right now, my mind and body collapse at the same time at this fact, and I want to lose my fighting spirit and give up the fight, but even that is not forgiven by them.

Already, if their body gives up during a battle with a designated target, the poison spreads throughout the body, and the ignition device in the heart is used as it is, and only the ending of death awaits.

The activation of this can be controlled by the Enma who commands the field during the operation, but this time, everyone is manipulated to forcibly perform this action.

Of course, it was Enma’s boss, ‘Yama’, who sent them to death.

So-

Yeomma held his memorization upside down.

His weapon his, which had to extend its blade toward the enemy, had the part that led from the handle to the blade pointed toward him differently than usual.

I have no intention of accepting this unreasonable pain.

As a last resort for their boss who had abandoned them.

It was stabbing his own heart.

There was the sound of fireworks going off.

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“…”

Cleon shut his mouth as he saw the flame horses falling and turning to ashes around them.

Even though he won the battle, his expression was never good.

Returning the sword to its scabbard his, sighing lightly and approaching Laila. Laila shook her hand and looked much lighter than Cleon.

“The only one who hasn’t died is this guy.”

Saying that, he was pointing to the yam horse he had caught and repeatedly cured and burned.

“If we take her to the palace of the Eastern country as it is, I think we can legally interrogate this guy and read her memory of her. What should we do?”

“Let’s do that. We have no choice but to hit the stronghold to make sure no more assassins are sent to us like this.”

Cleon also nodded in agreement with Lyla, then stretched out his hand and cast Quon’s sleep magic on the flame that Lyla was holding onto.

Then, Yeomma, who was struggling with pain, fell asleep, and at the same time, the flames that swept over his body and his disappeared.

Beneath it, he passed out, half a pile of charcoal, with even the new flesh stopping to regenerate.

“You won’t die of shock like this, right?”

“It’s okay. It doesn’t look so fragile.”

The next moment Cleon said that and tried to drag him away by tying him up with a chain made using magic.

Just at the moment when he thought that the shadows of the burning demons were shaking strangely, Cleon pushed Lila abruptly and rolled himself to her side of her.

“Cheet…”

There was a reason why Cleon clicked his tongue like that.

Only the shadows of the demons, who had just died and were engulfed in flames and burned to ashes, remained in place, moving freely.

And that wasn’t all. The shadow, which should have been attached to the ground or the wall, raised a fluid body like a slime there, then became a three-dimensional object and seemed to stare at Cleon and Layla.

The white cracks running on the surface of the black body seemed to create the face parts.

“What is this…? A shadow monster? Did you parasitize something like this?”

“Well… Or, they could be monsters born from death. Anyway, they’re annoying. These guys…”

As Cleon said that, he realized that the impact of the previous guy’s fist or sickle-like object hitting the ground, which was not a skill, was something he couldn’t stop with the weapon he had now.

So, he speaks

“Lyla! Get away from him!”

Cleon raised his voice after noticing that the shadow monster’s eyes were not on him or Laila, but on the enchanted horse he had just tried to take away.

And, as she was, the moment she dodged her fists that reached in front of her, Layla also released the enchanted horse from her hand her, just as Cleon had said.

“What, what!?”

At the same time as sealing Cleon’s movements, the shadow’s attack aimed at the flame horse, which was the original purpose.

Layla, who thought that her fists her would turn him into tomato ketchup that had been scattered on him, tried to keep his tongue her out of her, but Cleon also.

In the next moment, the fist of the shadow pierced the body of the enchanted horse Layla had missed, as if it were sinking into water.

“No way!?”

Cleon instinctively senses that it will lead to unfavorable results.

That’s why he straight away pulled out his sword, put the maximum amount of mana into it, and cut off half of the shadow monster’s body as much as he could.

Then, the remaining half of the shadow monster’s body somehow goes into Yeomma’s body her, and the remaining half stumbles and randomly scatters shadows around.

All of them, too, were blocked by Cleon wielding a sword imbued with magic, causing an intense storm.

“You were meant to be like this in the first place, you…!”

From there, Cleon recalls what odds there were for the “Act of sending an assassin to a target that doesn’t match the level” That an organization called Enma would never do.

The enchantments, curses, and magic that humans leave behind when they die are far more intense than normal.

And if it becomes a resentment toward a person, it will manifest as a curse that cannot be easily undone.

The spirit demon they defeated—there was no way everyone had something like that.

If a vengeful spirit directed at them and a secret technique that gives life to the shadow occur at the same time, the shadow will surely try to kill the being that made the body-master this way.

When three or four beings with the same purpose gather, it is natural for them to unite for the purpose.

Rather than joining forces, it would be more accurate to say that they become one.

And, the shadow monsters chose the surviving Yeomma as a vessel to contain them.

Cleon frowned and watched as the shadow energy that rose from among them dominated the body of the dying demon, dyeing his body black once more and changing as if he had been assimilated.

He must have succeeded in powering down by cutting off half of it himself, but even so, the mana he felt was intense, as if it were ‘magic power after death’.

Then, the blackened Yeomma stood on the ground twisting his body grotesquely, loosening the chains that bound him and inflating his body.

Alas, that body had already begun to break away from the human.

As a result, Cleon looked down at his own way as he looked at a human who looked about twice as tall as Cleon and a demon who transformed from a snake to a being with a rotten body.

“…Lyla, are you okay?”

“Hah? Of course. If I don’t stop here, I’ll be out on the streets… I’m sure I’ll go crazy.”

Layla said that and then took her wand her in her hand her, which had flown towards her before she knew it.

“Anyway, I’m the only one who can defeat something like this quickly and easily, right?”

“…That’s what you said. Then, let’s go!”

As Cleon said so, he swung his sword at the thorns of shadows breaking through the ground that surged toward them.