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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 280: Heaven Above Heaven (2)

Chapter 280: Heaven Above Heaven (2)

For‌‍​ an instant, the‌‌​ battlefield stopped.

A terrifying monster, forged​ by amalgamating countless‌ knights into a single mass of​‍‍ flesh.

And⁠ six members of‌​‍ the Ten Greats.‍​​

And,⁠⁠ alongside them, dozens​⁠‌ of knights brushing‌‌ against the level⁠‍ of the Ten‍‌ Greats.

When​⁠ they began to‌​⁠ fight, the rest‍​‍ didn’t even dare​​ to approach.

Everything⁠ else became insignificant.⁠⁠‌

The‍​​ rumble of lightning,‍‍​ the roar of‍‌ explosions, and the‌⁠ screech of air​​‌ being torn apart⁠ resounded without cease.‍

“That‍‌‌ a human could‌⁠‌ come this far…”​​

Someone⁠‌ said it.

Everyone⁠⁠‌ witnessing the scene‍ thought the same.⁠

Could‌ a human become‌‍ so strong?

The⁠‌‌ monster, after all,‍ was a creation‌‌ of black magic,‌ so that could‍ be understood, but​ the others, who​ were also human,​ fought on equal⁠ terms against their‍ enemies with a strength hard to‍‌ believe.

In‌ particular, the violent⁠ bursts that exploded‍​⁠ from time to‌ time were like‌​ true natural disasters.⁠​

No​​‌ one was unaware⁠ that this power,‌⁠ which drove back​‍ the enemies whenever⁠​ an ally was​⁠​ in danger, was‌​⁠ a technique of‍‌ Yuri Briol.

Seeing⁠⁠ the prince of‍ Briol hurl himself‍‍‍ at the monster‌ regardless of his​‍ life, dodging every‌⁠ attack by a hair and sinking​ his cutting aura⁠ into its weak‌ points, someone murmured.‌​

“God⁠‌ of War…”

A man who had​⁠ never been defeated.⁠‌

And⁠⁠​ now, even against​ an enemy with​​ no hope of‌⁠ victory, he displayed‍⁠ an absurd strength.‌‍

A true god of​‍ war.

Yuri​⁠‌ Briol seemed like​​ the embodiment the‌⁠ world had sent​​‍ to save humanity.‍

The​⁠​ murmur spread.

“God⁠ of War—a nickname‍⁠⁠ that suits him​⁠​ perfectly.”

Hernando,⁠ who was watching‌‌ the battle, nodded.​​⁠

He⁠​⁠ remembered that day​ at the betting​‍ table, when he⁠ lost money to​‌ that young third​ prince and was‍ left speechless.

It‍‍​ had all started⁠⁠​ then.

“If⁠⁠ he was the‌ chosen of the​‌ Magician who Observes‌‌​ the Heavenly Mandate,​‍⁠ at the very⁠⁠ least he had⁠‌​ to be like⁠‌‌ this.”

Yuri​‌‍ Briol had no⁠⁠ destiny.

He⁠​ had no mandate.​

Much⁠ less a predetermined‌ future.

On‍‍ the contrary, his‍ path had altered‍​‌ the course of‍‍ the world.

Hernando​ looked up. He⁠⁠​ could see beyond‌ the material plane.​​

At‌ that moment, almost⁠‍⁠ the entire world‍‍‍ was shrouded in​​​ darkness. But suddenly,​‍⁠ the sky began​‍⁠ to brighten.

The⁠​ light came neither⁠ from the east⁠‌​ nor from the‌⁠‌ west. Dawn was​ beginning right here.‍‍‍

Hernando⁠ called loudly to⁠​​ his lord.

“Yuri‍​⁠ Briol!”

Although⁠‌ he called him‍ “Your Highness,” in​​ his heart he‍‌ had always seen‍‌ him as a younger brother.

When⁠ this battle ended,‌⁠ he would no‍​ longer be a magician of Briol.‍⁠‍ Perhaps then he​ could speak to​​​ him with the‍​‍ familiarity he wanted.‌‍

It⁠⁠ frustrated him not​ to be able‌ to help him,‍‌ trapped by the‍‍ magical dispersion that⁠‌‌ blocked his spells.‌

With‌⁠‌ those feelings, Hernando‌​ raised his fist.‍⁠

“Go.‌‍ You are the⁠‌ true bearer of‍‍ the Heavenly Mandate.”⁠‌⁠

***⁠

At‌‍ that moment, Yuri⁠‌ fought almost in⁠⁠‍ a trance.

When‍‍ this battle ended,‍‌ his long pilgrimage​ would be coming‌ to an end.⁠​‌

Cedric⁠ awaited him in‌ Zveta. When he⁠‌ killed him and⁠‍ set everything in⁠ order, that journey‍‌‌ would end.

A little more.

Just⁠‍‍ a little more.​⁠

The‌ Cut of the​ soul and the‍ heart, responding to‍‌ his will, flowed‍ like a river,‌‍ and his blue‌​ aura cut through⁠ any opening it⁠ found in the‍​ enemy.

“Uwooo!”​⁠

Donchich,‍‌ who had once​ been a coward,​⁠ was now completely​⁠ consumed by black⁠​‌ magic. Even with⁠ blood streaming from‍‍ his body, he​‌‌ kept charging at‌ him.

In​‍ that case, he​​ could only give‌‍ him death.

Upon‌‍‍ Guilty, a whirlpool⁠ pattern began to‌​⁠ form.

His⁠ secret technique, the⁠ “Rotating Whirlpool Sword,”‍​⁠ no longer had​⁠‍ any preparation time.⁠​⁠

When​‌‍ his will rose,‌‌⁠ the wind blew.‍

Then,‍​​ his aura grew‍ on its own,‌‌⁠ creating an infinite‍ structure of fractals​​ that spun like‌⁠ a gear in‌‌ the shape of​⁠ a vortex, biting‌ and tearing at‍⁠‍ the enemy like​‍ a wolf.

Blood‍ sprayed once more⁠‍ from Donchich’s body.‍‌

Even‌ in that instant,‍ Yuri’s level continued​ to rise.

Like‌⁠‍ a ship driven​​ by the wind,‌ he could not‍ predict how far⁠ he could go.⁠

But‌⁠ there was no⁠⁠ fear. To kill‍ Cedric, this was‌ still not enough.⁠‍

“Yuri​ Briol!”

Suddenly,⁠⁠ a voice reached‌​ him.

“Can​ you hear me?”‍‍

It‌ was Laurent. Fighting‍ against Dan Socheon’s​ sword, he had‍​‌ called out to⁠‍⁠ him.

“What‌ is it?”

“Are‍ you in your​ right mind?”

“Eh?”‍⁠

“Just⁠​​ asking.”

“Yes,‍‌ I am.”

“Then‌‌ it’s fine.”

He​ seemed concerned to‌⁠​ see him fighting‌⁠‌ as if he‌⁠​ were possessed.

Yuri​ smiled. In the​ middle of such⁠ a fierce battle,⁠‌ there shouldn’t have​‍​ been time to‌ laugh, but he‍‌ had it.

And​​ if he wanted,‌ he could shorten‍ that time even‌⁠​ more. Reduce it⁠​ and reduce it‌‌ until it formed‌ a tiny instant.⁠

And,​‌ in that instant,‍‍ cut the enemy.​

He‍⁠ suddenly turned and‍‍ blocked Dan Socheon’s⁠ stealthy movement, revealing‍ his position.

Surprise‍ was reflected on‌​ his face.

“Where‌⁠ do you think⁠ you’re sneaking off‌‍ to?”

“Damn…”​‍

“Weren’t‌‍‌ you the Heavenly⁠​ Demon?”

Yuri⁠ extended his hand.‍ With a simple‍ grab to the‌‍‌ neck, Dan Socheon⁠ couldn’t resist—he had‌‍‌ lost his rhythm.⁠

He‌​‌ pulled him in‍‍ and drove his‌ knee into his​​ abdomen.

Dan⁠ Socheon spat blood.‍

“Kugh!”‍​‌

At​‍⁠ that moment, he⁠​ felt a chill‌ at the back‌‌⁠ of his neck—a⁠‌ sword was about‍⁠‌ to fall.

Dan‌‍‍ Socheon burst his‍‌‌ internal energy, pushing⁠​ everything around him‌ away.

Yuri‌‍‍ momentarily lost his‍‌ balance.

Taking‌ advantage of the​⁠⁠ opening, Dan Socheon‌‌‍ rolled across the‍‌ ground, retreating.

“So‍‍ now you’re in‌ a martial trance.”​

“I​⁠ know very well‌​‍ who I am.”⁠

“Incredible—truly⁠‌ incredible.”

Despite‍ speaking, Yuri didn’t‍ stop. He kept​ pursuing him, while​‍ his rival did‍ nothing but flee.‍

“I​‍ didn’t think someone‍​⁠ could become so​​ strong so fast.”‌‌‌

“Everyone​ who dies by⁠‍⁠ my sword says​ the same.”

“But!”‌⁠

Dan‍​​ Socheon extended both‍​ hands.

From‍‍ them emanated a malignant energy.

“With⁠‍ the Secret Manual‍‌ of the Celestial‍‍ Evil Spirit unleashed,⁠⁠⁠ you will never⁠‌⁠ be able to⁠ defeat us!”

A palm-shaped blast flew‌​ straight at Yuri’s‌ chest. It was⁠⁠ an extremely dangerous‌‍ attack.

In​⁠‌ his mind, Yuri‍‌ considered several ways‍ to respond.

And‍​ he chose the‍⁠ most appropriate—he ignored‌‌ Dan Socheon and‍‌​ turned toward the⁠ monster.

The‌‌⁠ attack sliced the⁠​ air in vain.​

“Yuri‌‍​ Briol!”

“Yes,‌ see you later.”‍‌​

His​ gaze swept across⁠​‌ the entire battlefield.​‍⁠

He​​‌ wasn’t limited to⁠​ a single enemy—he​ always went where​⁠‍ he could inflict‍‍ the most damage.‌​‍

He‍ saw Francesco rolling‌​⁠ to evade a blow from the‍​ monster, attacking its‌‌ legs.

“Sir‍​​ Francesco!”

“Understood!”‌‍

“Draw⁠‍ its attention for⁠‍‍ a moment!”

Francesco,‍​ not quite sure​‍​ what to do,​ looked around for‌‌ a moment and​ then simply raised‌‌ his sword energy‌‌ with force and‌⁠ began attacking the‍⁠‍ monster’s ankle area​⁠​ while circling around​ it.

His⁠‌‌ cutting energy shredded‍ everything around him.​

The‌ monster’s eyes shifted‌‌ downward. Meanwhile, Yuri‌ was rising toward‍‌ the sky.

In‍‌ an instant, his‌ body overlapped with⁠‍⁠ the sun above,‌​‍ casting a huge​​‍ shadow over the⁠‍​ battlefield.

The‍⁠ force of chaos,‍‌⁠ drawn from the​​​ Cut of the⁠ soul and the⁠⁠​ heart, pushed against‌ Yuri’s back.

At‌‌‌ a speed faster‍​ than gravitational acceleration,‍ he plunged toward​​ the monster’s head.‍

Guilty‍ pierced through the⁠ creature’s head.

As​ usual, Yuri immediately‌‌ used his secret‌​ technique, the Rotating​⁠⁠ Whirlpool Sword.

Inside​ the monster’s head,‌​‍ where his cutting‌‌‌ energy was embedded,‍ a violent vortex‍‌⁠ rose up, tearing‍⁠ its interior apart.​‌

Through⁠ the thick skin​⁠​ came the horrible​⁠ sound of bones‍‍ and flesh being⁠ ripped apart.

Yet,⁠⁠‌ the monster did​‌⁠ not die. It‌‍‍ was an existence​ beyond all common‍‍ sense, capable of‍‌⁠ regenerating endlessly.

Yuri‌⁠​ kept weakening it​​‌ while searching for⁠​ a way to​‍ eliminate it at‍ the root, delving​ into the mental​ domain.

In‍ that white, incandescent​ world, the figure​ of the monster‍⁠ shone in an‍⁠ intense black.

He‌‍⁠ had never seen​⁠ such a dense‌‌‌ concentration of black‌⁠‍ magic in an‌‌‌ enemy.

Yuri​ murmured.

“You’ve‌⁠‌ risen in rank,‍ Wayne.”

In​⁠​ the days of‍⁠​ the alliance, he‌​ had been a comrade.

Under⁠​ Commander Ragna’s command,‌ they had fought​‍⁠ side by side.‌ Those were good⁠​ times.

He⁠​ felt no personal‍ hatred toward Wayne.‍‍⁠

When‍ a tree burns,‌‌ you don’t resent⁠⁠ the firewood. You​‍‍ only seek the⁠‍ culprit who lit⁠ the fire.

Black‍ magic.

And​⁠ Cedric.

Because⁠‌ of them, an‌‍ imperial knight like‌‌ Wayne had ended‍‍ up transformed into‌ an abomination and,‌‍‌ against his will,‌ was wreaking havoc⁠‌‌ upon the world.‍‍

Yuri​​‍ landed and stepped‍​ back while murmuring.‍⁠

“So,‌‌​ you…”

He‌⁠ raised his sword‌ and swung it.⁠‍

Suddenly,⁠‍‍ Dan Socheon appeared‍‌ out of nowhere,⁠‍ aiming at Yuri.‍‍

“Dan‍ Socheon, whose side‍​ are you on?”‍‌⁠

Their⁠‌‌ swords clashed in⁠‍ a fierce exchange.‍​

Yuri’s‌ speed and Dan‍‍⁠ Socheon’s were identical,‌‍​ maintaining a perfectly​ balanced fight.

Yuri​ asked again.

“Are‍ you under Cedric’s​‌​ spell, or do​ you follow him⁠‌​ of your own‍‌ will?”

“Naïve.‍ Do you think​ this Heavenly Demon​‍​ could be manipulated?”⁠

“Then?”‌⁠

“Through‌ Cedric, I saw⁠⁠ the sky beyond‌ the sky. I’ve​⁠​ decided to cross​​ it with him.”‍​⁠

“Hahaha…”⁠​‍

Yuri‍⁠‌ nodded.

“If‌‍ there’s a sky⁠⁠‍ beyond the sky,‌⁠ don’t you think​​ there will be‌ another beyond that‌ one too?”

“What​ do you mean?”​​

“That​‍‍ height or lowness​​ mean nothing.”

Guilty⁠​ buzzed fiercely. The⁠​​ great chaos contained‌ within began to​‍‌ take shape.

In‍‍⁠ the world of‍ the minuscule, anything‌⁠‍ is possible.

Size‌​ doesn’t matter.

It​‌​ doesn’t matter if,‍‍‍ beyond the universe,⁠⁠ there are monsters⁠ or how powerful⁠‍‍ they are.

They‍‌​ just have to⁠​ be cut.

“I’ll‍‍ pull you out⁠ of that foolish⁠‍ dream.”

Yuri⁠ suddenly accelerated.

Dan⁠⁠​ Socheon lost sight⁠‌​ of him, his‍ expression astonished.

“Where…?”‌‌‍

With‍ each instant, Yuri‍‌⁠ was changing.

He​​ had already crossed⁠‌⁠ the threshold.

Now​​ he was just‍‌ taking a moment‍​ to adapt.

His​⁠⁠ mind and body⁠ were transforming to‌‍ reach the pinnacle‍‌ of the sword.⁠‍‌

The​⁠‌ more he did,‍ the stronger and​‍‌ faster he became.‍​ Even Dan Socheon‌ was beginning to‍ have trouble keeping‍‌‍ up with him.​​

“Incredible…”⁠

When⁠​ he spotted Yuri⁠‍ behind him, Dan​ Socheon quickly turned​⁠ to block, but​‌ ended up with‍‌⁠ a long slash‍ across his side.‌

“What‌​ are you? Are⁠⁠ you human? How‌ can you… without⁠ the help of‌⁠⁠ the Secret Manual‍‌ of the Celestial⁠⁠‌ Evil Spirit…?”

“That⁠ again? I already‌ told Wayne the⁠​​ same thing.”

Yuri​‌ swept his legs,‌‌ knocked him down,‍​​ and drove his‌⁠​ knee into his‍​⁠ face. Dan Socheon​‍ spat blood as‍‌​ he fell backward.⁠⁠

Yuri⁠ raised his sword⁠‌​ to finish him‍‌ off, but Dan⁠ Socheon awkwardly rolled‍​ across the ground‍‍⁠ to dodge.

In‌ the Murim, this⁠​ is called the⁠ lazy donkey roll,⁠ and it is‍ considered a shameful⁠‌‍ move.

His​ face flushed red.‍‌‍

“Damn​​ it!”

He​⁠ barely regained his‌​​ stance, sword raised,​​⁠ and pushed the‌‌ Heavenly Demon’s Supreme⁠⁠​ Technique to its⁠ peak—

But‍ Yuri was no‍ longer there.

Startled,⁠ Dan Socheon looked‌‌‌ around. Maybe he‌​⁠ would appear behind​⁠ him again, as‍ before.

“W-where…?”​‍‌

But​‌ Yuri had already⁠ left him behind‍⁠​ and gone back‌ to face Donchich.‌

Dan⁠‌⁠ Socheon, tense from⁠ an absent enemy,⁠⁠‌ ended up looking‌⁠⁠ ridiculous.

To⁠⁠‍ the side, Jose‍⁠⁠ covered his mouth​‍ and let out‍ a chuckle.

Furious,​​⁠ Dan Socheon rushed‍ toward him.

“Then⁠⁠‍ I’ll kill you⁠‍ instead!”

“Your​ pride hurts?”

“Shut⁠⁠‍ up!”

“So​​ you’re from the​ East, huh? Let’s⁠​ see who’s better.”‍⁠

They‌‌ clashed.

Although⁠​‌ Yuri had overwhelmed‌‍⁠ him, Dan Socheon‌⁠ was not an‍​​ easy opponent.

Jose‌ retreated, trying to‍⁠​ counterattack, but ended⁠‌ up with a cut to his‍‍ side after falling​ into a strange⁠​​ technique he had⁠‌⁠ never seen before.​​‌

From⁠​ Dan Socheon emanated​ such a malevolent‌⁠ energy it was‌⁠ reminiscent of black‍⁠‍ magic.

“In​⁠​ the East, a brat like you⁠ couldn’t even look‍​​ me in the​​ eyes, and you‍⁠ dare mock me!”⁠

Dan⁠​‌ Socheon unleashed his‍ technique and executed‌​‌ the Demonic Cult’s⁠‌ secret art, Ashura​‍ Skybreaker.

A gigantic palm of‌ energy hurtled toward​ him.

“Damn‍⁠ it…”

Jose⁠‌ couldn’t react in‌ time.

The​⁠‍ colossal force was‍‌ coming straight for‍ him, and if​‍⁠ he took it,‍⁠​ he would either​‌​ die or be​‌ gravely wounded.

At⁠ that instant—

“And‌​ you say there’s‌ no one from‍‌​ the East? You‍⁠ sure lie a lot.”

With‍‍​ that voice, someone⁠‌‍ suddenly appeared in⁠ front of Jose.‍‌​

His‌‍‍ back looked familiar.‍​

“A​ worm who in‌‍ the East would‌ be treated as‌ trash…”

It‌‌ was none other‍​ than Moyongchan.

The​​⁠ very same who‌ was said to‍ have been injured‍⁠‍ on the Liberta‌​ front.

Dan‌⁠⁠ Socheon’s eyes widened.​⁠⁠

“Who‌ are you?”

“Me?”‍‌⁠

Moyongchan​‍ gave a sidelong‌​⁠ grin.

“In‍⁠ the East, a demonic tadpole like‌‌‌ you couldn’t even​ look at me.‍​ I am a master exorcist specializing‍ in eliminating demons.”‍‍⁠

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