Chapter 144 – Chapter 143 – Beyond (7)

Jung Joon recklessly grabs his sword and rushes at the Death Guard.

Seeing that, Bette sneered.

No matter how strong they were, humans were still humans.

Even knowing that he was cursed with weakness, he entered without any countermeasures.

No, he might have prepared a countermeasure in advance. But that measure will soon be broken.

Right!

When Bette snapped his finger, Magi floated next to him and rushed at the Death Mage.

The Death Mage roars and casts the curse of weakening ‘immediately’.

“What… What?!”

Joon Joon’s steps as he approached the Death Guard became noticeably slower.

It didn’t end there. After casting the curse of weakening, the Death Mage manifested the curse once more.

“Crunch…!”

Bette’s eyes lit up, and she looked at the now clearly weakened straight aim.

Since he had already thrown his body at the Death Guarder, there were two choices for Jung Joon in that state.

Either pierce forward like this, or step back and get hurt.

If you choose the former, your demonic limbs will explode, and if you choose the latter, you will be hit by the curse again.

Whatever you do, the match has already been decided.

Thinking so, Bette looked at Jeong Jo-jun’s face, which must have been stained with fear.

However.

“…”

Jeong Jo-jun’s calmly sunken eyes.

Contrary to his own thoughts, that human is now in an extremely calm state.

When I realized that, a chill ran through my body, which was nothing but bones.

There is something.

Thinking so, Bette looked at her battlefield wide.

Then, that human means that had been missing for a while was revealed.

A demonic sword that absorbs the source.

As soon as the unpleasant magic sword was out of sight for a moment, it was rushing towards him from afar.

“Clack cluck…!”

Found.

Bette’s eyes flashed, gathering demonic energy around her and flying towards the sword.

That man’s thoughts were obvious.

He must have switched positions with the sword he showed at the tournament, approaching him, or trying to cut himself with that sword.

“Stupid…!”

It is a known method.

There’s no way you wouldn’t be prepared for it, right?

Bette’s demonic energy spreads like a net and rushes at the demonic sword.

The defense he chose was a war of attrition.

It fills the area around that coveted demonic sword with demonic energy and blocks the movement of the demonic sword.

If so, that human will not be able to switch positions with the demonic sword, and will be cursed without being able to use the demonic sword.

Looking at the magic that completely surrounded the demonic sword, Bette was sure of victory this time.

“”Finished.””

And at that moment, the two words collided in the air at the same time.

“…?”

Bette tilted her head, doubting her ears.

Jung Jo-jun spoke to Bette again.

“It’s over.”

Shhhhh.

At that moment, the demonic sword wrapped in demonic air suddenly came out.

“This… This… What?!”

Bette doubted her eyes.

But what I saw before my eyes was clear.

The demonic sword broke through the demonic energy and rushed at him.

At this rate, it was clear that he would be pierced by that sword and sucked out of the source.

“Kuh… Keugh…!”

Have to get out somehow

Bette began to attract the demons around her.

Not only the Magi wrapped around her body, but also the Magi tied to strengthen the Death Maze and Death Guard.

After gathering them all together, Bette hurriedly chanted his spell.

“Teleport!”

Although it was a sloppy spell that had been executed hastily and exponentially increased the number of demons.

In this situation, it is urgent to get out of here as soon as possible.

Paaaaa-!

Bette was swallowed up by the light, and his balmung belatedly rushed in place.

“Heuk…!”

Bette appeared from afar, complaining of her pain to the twisted Magi, and looked at her true aim.

Chew-! Slow-!

While teleporting away for a moment, Jung Jo-jun was drawing out the remaining Death Maze and Death Guarder.

Despite being cursed and weakened, the sword strike now was the same as before the curse.

“I told you, it’s over.”

Jung Jo-jun giggles and shakes his hand.

The body of the Death Guarder and the head of the Death Mage, which had been severed behind him, fell powerlessly to the floor.

“Uh… How…?”

Could it be a fantasy?

The impossible happened.

Cursed, but not caught.

The magic sword was confined, but it was not confined.

What the hell is this…

Jung Aim Joon took a step towards the confused Bette.

“I know that?”

With blood all over his body, Jung Joon approached him.

In his hair down, Jung Joon’s dark eyes turned to Bethe.

“In the first place, you should have run away.”

Like his blood, a bright red sword of red flame flicks on his tongue.

Bette felt her body slowly stiffen like a frog in front of a snake.

“Otherwise, I would have had more trouble.”

No matter what she did, Bette couldn’t refute that arrogant statement that predicted her ‘death’ as ​​a result.

He just walks backwards towards himself, avoiding the approaching Jung Joon.

Where did it go wrong

Bette recalled his memory.

From the first time I met that goddamned human until now.

“Crunch… Damn it.”

Come to think of it, it seems that it was just misaligned from the beginning.

As Fenrir said, from the beginning, that damn human was stronger than he was.

He was more arrogant than anyone else.

I realized that fact too late.

“This…”

The human figure that was approaching him in the distance disappeared.

At the same time, his vision rotated round and round.

In her faltering vision, she sees the body of her own body, her head detached.

The end of the rolling field of vision was the ground soaked in red blood.

Bright red blood.

In the end, Bette laughed at the fact that it was herself who was scattered, and closed her eyes.

* *

A city with no people.

A lot of roaring noises resonated in this city where there was no one there.

Kwakwang-! Kwagwawang-!

The sound of explosions and impacts could be heard in the distance.

And the roar of humans and demons.

As if time had stopped, the only thing moving over the still city was sound.

However, after a while, a creature appeared on the road.

A dog with shiny gray fur and brown eyes.

The dog, big enough to be called a wolf, leisurely roamed the sidewalk, as if the noise was nothing.

“Sniff sniff…!”

The gray dog ​​made its way around and soon arrived at a building.

As if confirming that this place was correct, he even held his moist black nose against the wall and inhaled.

“Kong!”

The gray dog, her eyes twinkling, crawled up the walls of the building before coming to a halt in a pile of garbage.

A space covered with crates and various trash.

As if there was nothing wrong, the dog squeezed into her body and took away her trash.

Various hieroglyphs written in purple.

The magic circle used by previous succubuses to summon the gate was drawn behind the wall.

Hehe…”

The dog looked at the hieroglyph, pulled out her tongue, and then bit off his own.

Red blood dripped from her, and the dog began to lick the magic circle with its severed tongue, as if it didn’t care about the pain.

Bright red blood covered the purple magic circle.

Then, strangely, the purple gradually began to deepen.

“Aooooo!”

Before she knew it, the dog that covered the magic circle with blood broke her neck, looked up at the sky, and roared.

The hieroglyphs drawn on the purple magic circle above the blue sky come to mind.

The hieroglyphs covered the sky, and after a while black demonic spirits began to sway above them.

‘Gate descent.’

The gate that the previous succubuses had crossed had reappeared.

However, it is impossible to open the gate that was already closed again.

As evidenced by that fact, the gate appeared in a very small size, the size of a fist, rather than in a large form as before.

The gray dog ​​stared for a moment at the flickering gate, as if it were about to go out, then collapsed to the floor.

With her eyes closed, it was as if she had fallen asleep.

And at the same time, two hands clad in gray fur protruded from beyond the gate.

Kwadeuk!

The dimension, the boundary that could not be caught, began to open with two savage hands.

Kwaduk…! Quadduck..!

With a creaking sound, the gate was gradually called out, and when it turned into a size the size of a sewer hole, a figure flew away from the gate.

Something covered with gray fur falls from the high sky.

Soon, it crashed into the concrete and landed violently.

“You’ve arrived…”

Fenrir, a half-human, half-beast demon that seemed to be half-human and half-wolf, stepped on the hollow ground and rose above the city.

The beast’s body, carved with countless scars and muscles, glistened in the sun.

“Hmm…”

In the distance, a dog lying down in an alley caught Fenrir’s eyes.

Blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, his own clone, asleep as if he were fainting.

Seeing that figure reminded me of the kind girl with brown hair that I had been with.

Bubbly.

Fenrir approaches her Boone body.

Every time she took a step, the memories with that girl came back to her.

“… It’s a pity.”

Fenrir muttered that and opened the mouth of the fallen dog.

Her tongue has been cut out, so if she stays like this, she will bleed to death.

Fenrir wrapped her demonic energy around her wounds and raised her body.

She did not know why she healed the wounds in the body of a person who was now useless.

Could it be that he still has lingering feelings for that girl?

Fenrir laughed.

Maybe.

But she herself is a beast.

Fenrir said she was self-aware.

A beast that cannot contain its blood and intent to kill.

No matter how kind and courteous I was, I was the one who couldn’t give.

As soon as I brought myself into the house, I remembered what the girl’s mother had said.

‘They say they don’t harvest animals with four legs.’

“Ku-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k…”

Standing on her two feet was so funny, Fenrir laughed ferociously and put the knuckles on her waist into her hands.

As the molar-shaped knuckles, as he called them the upper and lower jaws, landed in his hands, a strange resonant echoed through the air.

Woo-woo-woo-!

The area around the knuckle shook in line with the sound of something resonating.

As if a part of the gate existed around the knuckle, the space twisted and shrank every time Fenrir’s fingertips passed.

“I’m sorry.”

Fenrir quietly repeated his steps as he moved.

Beyond, towards where the battle takes place.