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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 312: Demon (5)

Chapter 312: Demon (5)

Yuri​‍⁠ shouted, and everyone‌‌‍ clung to the‍ monster’s leg. It‍⁠ thrashed violently, but⁠ no one let‍‍‌ go.

The​⁠ monster’s thrashing tore‍ up and destroyed​‍ the ground around‍‍ it.

“Is…​ is just holding‍​⁠ on enough?”

“Yes!”‌‍

“It’s‌ shaking too much!”‍⁠‍

“Attack‌ it!”

Yuri,‌ who had already‌​​ climbed to knee​⁠ height, drove Guilty​⁠‌ in without hesitation.​

“If‍‌ we hit it,​​ it’ll calm down!”⁠​

Then⁠‌ he unleashed the⁠‍ Whirlwind Sword technique,‌⁠ spinning mana from​⁠ inside the monster.​​‍

The‌⁠ vortex, with an‍ infinitely repeating fractal‌‌‌ structure, shredded the‍​ beast’s leg into‌‌⁠ pieces.

Blood‍‍‍ splattered everywhere.

Shaking⁠⁠ his soaked hair,‍‍ Yuri shouted.

“We‌​‌ have to buy‍‍ time!”

Moyongchan,‌‌ clinging slightly lower,⁠ also attacked. His‌ sword energy, dyed‍ in the colors⁠‌​ of sunset, spread‌​​ out, tearing chunks‌​ of flesh from‌ the monster.

Everyone‍​ remaining was an‍ expert, so the​​​ response was immediate.​​​ Blood pooled on‌‍‍ the ground, and⁠‌ with the monster’s‍​⁠ spasms, it splattered,‌​ staining the earth⁠ red.

“Everyone,‌ watch out!”

At⁠​ that moment, one‌​⁠ of the Eastern‍ warriors took a direct hit and‍ was sent flying.⁠‌

When‌ his body hit​ the ground, his⁠⁠​ limbs were torn​‌‍ off and his​⁠ entrails spilled out.‌

It​ was a gruesome‍ sight, and the‍‌ Eastern warriors shut​‍ their eyes tightly.‍

Yuri​​ shouted.

“Stay​ calm! Master, tell‍‌ them something in​ the Eastern tongue.”​​‍

Moyongchan‌​‍ reassured them in‌‌ their language.

There​⁠‌ were casualties, but‌ most still held​ on as best​⁠ they could. Soon,‍ the Anti-Imperial Alliance,‌‌‌ which had withdrawn,​ returned.

Among⁠ them was the​‌‌ person Yuri had⁠ been waiting for—Inariel.​‍

His‍‌ body hadn’t recovered⁠ yet, and he‌‌ was practically being​⁠⁠ carried by Ainzer.⁠‍ The scowl on​‌ his face made‌ it clear he​‌ wasn’t pleased with​ the situation.

Yuri​ regretted having to​⁠⁠ ask him for⁠​ help again, but⁠‍ there was no‍‍ other choice.

“Lord‌‌​ Inariel! I’m sorry!‌‌‌ I’m begging you!”⁠‍

With‌‌ Dispel blocking the‌ area, he was​‌ the only one‍ who could use⁠​‍ magic.

When​ Yuri saw Inariel‌‌ click his tongue,​ he gave him‍​ a thumbs-up.

At‍⁠⁠ that moment, a tentacle whipped hard,‌ and Yuri had​ to cling on‍ to avoid being⁠ flung away. His​​ vision flipped upside‍​ down.

“Ugh…”‌

He‍‍ barely had time‍‍ to feel guilty​ at hearing Inariel’s‌ weak cough, because⁠‌​ soon he noticed‍⁠ the flash of‌ magical light outside⁠ his field of‍⁠‍ vision.

“There!”‍

Yuri‍​‍ shouted.

“Jump​​‍ there!”

On⁠ the ground, something‍ like a passage​‍ had opened—large enough⁠​ for several adults​​ to pass through.‍

It‍⁠​ was a teleportation​⁠ circle Inariel had​ created by wringing⁠⁠‍ out his mana.‌‍

It⁠⁠⁠ couldn’t transport them⁠​ far, but for‌​ a mage of‍​ his caliber, sending⁠⁠ a few people‌‍⁠ to a visible‌⁠ location was possible.⁠⁠‍

Yuri⁠‍‌ was the first​ to leap.

Tentacles‌⁠ pursued him, but‍‍‌ he cut them‌‍ all with Guilty‍ in midair.

“This​ way!”

Laurent‌⁠ and Jared jumped⁠ without hesitation, followed‍‍⁠ by the others.‍⁠​ The Eastern warriors‌ also dropped down⁠ after Yuri.

Crossing‍‍‌ through the passage,‍‍⁠ their vision filled​ with countless colors,‌ as if they​⁠ were passing through​‍‍ a world made​‍ of light.

And​​ suddenly, the sky‍ opened. They were⁠⁠ above the monster’s‌ head.

Upon‌​ falling through the​⁠‍ circle, they appeared‍⁠⁠ right above it.⁠ Having anticipated this,⁠⁠​ Yuri gripped Guilty‌​ in reverse and​​ dove straight for‌‌ the crown of‍‍‍ its head.

With‍ his awakened senses,​ Yuri could see⁠‍‍ beyond the realm​ of the soul—straight⁠‍⁠ to the monster’s‍‍ true essence.

And⁠‌ there, he saw‍‌‍ the point that⁠​‍ would be lethal‍ to the enemy.‌‍​

A crack.

The​‌​ god from another‍‍ world Cedric had​⁠‍ summoned wasn’t complete.⁠​ The proof was​ right before Yuri’s​‍ eyes.

As‌‌​ Cedric had said,​⁠ the monster was​⁠ the amalgamation of‌ humanity’s vilest aspects—a‌ mass of sorrow‍⁠ and screams accumulated​⁠ over countless ages,​ so tangible that‌⁠​ merely seeing it‌​ would corrupt the‍‍ mind.

But‍⁠​ there was undeniably​‍⁠ a crack.

That‍​ fact would be‌​ his weapon.

“Ah…”⁠⁠

Those‍⁠ who fell behind‍⁠​ Yuri lost their​ minds for a moment. Even catching⁠ a glimpse of‌‍ the monster’s face⁠‍​ while descending had‍‍ a brutal impact.⁠‌

“Snap⁠ out of it!”​‍⁠

Yuri‍ barked harshly, driving​‌ Guilty in deeper.‍⁠‍

Finally,‌​ his sword touched‍ the crack.

Slash.‌​‌

His‍‌ energy cut into‌ the monster’s crown​ and burrowed inside.​‌ The flow of‌ its power climbed⁠ up the blade‌ into Yuri.

His⁠​ mind turned red.⁠‍ He activated his​‌ Court of the​⁠⁠ Soul and Heart⁠ technique and used​‍​ the power of‍‍ chaos to shield‍⁠‌ his body and⁠ spirit.

His‍​⁠ energy shook the‍‍‌ monster’s head.

“Snap⁠ out of it‍‍ and attack!”

At​​ his shout, the‍‍ others regained their​ senses.

“What​ the hell was‍‍​ that…?”

“What​‌‍ is that thing?”‍​

Yuri‍​⁠ said.

“Don’t⁠​‍ try to look‌​ at it on‍‍ purpose. Don’t look‌ it in the‌ eye.”

He⁠⁠​ pulled out his‌‍ sword and stepped‌​ back as everyone​​ landed on the‍⁠ monster’s shoulders.

The‍ creature, as if⁠⁠ it had no‍‍ joint limits, twisted​‍‌ its head to‌‌‌ look at each‌ of them.

But⁠​​ thanks to Yuri’s⁠​ warning, no one‍ made eye contact.⁠

Even​‌ though avoiding its‍ gaze didn’t completely⁠ dispel the dark‌ energy, the damage‍‌ Yuri had inflicted⁠⁠ on its head⁠ had reduced its‍ lethality.

Just​ looking at it⁠‌ was no longer‌‍ enough to drive⁠​ someone mad.

Even⁠ so, the discomfort‌ was undeniable, and⁠ some couldn’t help⁠ but mutter under‌⁠ their breath. This‍‌​ was a being‍ no human would‍⁠​ want to face.‌⁠​

“Destroy​ the head!”

All⁠‍ combat power was‍‌‌ focused. Warriors capable⁠ of toppling walls‌‌‍ joined forces to⁠‍‍ crush the creature’s⁠​‌ head.

Swords​‌ of all colors‍⁠ flew with a roar toward its‌ face. The monster⁠​‍ shook its head⁠​⁠ and body violently.⁠

A massive palm rose⁠ and struck its⁠‌ own shoulder, producing‍ a crash as‌​​ if the earth‍​ had collapsed.

Some‍​ fell to the‌ ground, others were‌⁠ injured by the​​‍ attacks.

But⁠ the strikes to‍​ its head didn’t⁠​ stop.

“We’ll‍​ help!”

Even‌ knights crossed Inariel’s​​ circle and attacked‌⁠‌ as they fell,​⁠ but their strength⁠‍ wasn’t enough.

Though⁠‍‍ blows to the​‍⁠ head piled up,​⁠‍ they couldn’t defend‍ themselves.

Most‌​​ who appeared died‍ crushed by the‌ monster’s fists or​ plummeted to the⁠⁠​ ground to be‌⁠ smashed to pieces.⁠‌

It​ was like building‌‌ a bridge of‍⁠ corpses to advance.‍‌‌

Yuri⁠ clenched his teeth.⁠‍

He​ couldn’t let their‌​​ sacrifices be in⁠‌‌ vain. Too much​ blood had already⁠​‍ been spilled.

If⁠‍ there was something‍​‌ he could do,‍​⁠ he would do‍ it.

As​ he gripped his⁠‌ sword tightly, Jose⁠​⁠ shouted.

“Let’s⁠ tear it apart⁠ once and for‌‍‍ all!”

His‌‌ energy burst forth‌‌ like a dam‌ breaking. It was⁠‌‌ an indiscriminate attack,‍ with no thought⁠ of retreat.

His‍ determination spread, and‌‍‌ everyone struck with​ everything they had⁠ to destroy the​ head.

Little​ by little, the​⁠ wounds accumulated, and⁠ the darkness inside‌⁠ began to seep​ out.

Yuri​ also raised his‌ Cut of the‌ Soul and Heart.‌‌​

“Kill​ it!”

“Don’t​‌ look at it!”‍⁠‍

“Finish‌​ that bastard!”

Suddenly,⁠ something moved. It⁠​ was the monster’s​ face, staring directly​‍ at him.

The⁠ noise around him⁠‌ vanished, and everything‍‍‌ out of focus‌‍‍ became blurry. It‌​‍ was as if​ only he and​‍‍ the beast’s face‌ existed.

Its‍‍ horrific form no⁠‍ longer felt so‌ repulsive.

Rather,​ he felt the‌‍​ urge to examine​‍ what was inside.‌

Yuri⁠ leaned in to‌⁠‍ look more closely.‍

Something‌ moved.

And‌‌‍ suddenly, he was​ in an empty​ space.

There‌‌‌ was nothing.

No⁠⁠⁠ oxygen, no components‍‍‍ of air—absolutely nothing.‍

Void.⁠

And‌ darkness.

He‌‌‌ was at the‌⁠ center.

He‌ looked up toward⁠​‌ the black core.‌‍

Inside,​‍ something was flowing.‍

Something‌⁠​ indefinable and indescribable,‍​ crawling like a snake, watching him‌ from all directions.⁠‌

Yuri‌ thought he recognized⁠​ the owner of​⁠‌ this place.

“The⁠⁠ god from another‌‌‌ world.”

The​ entity Cedric had⁠ summoned was there.⁠​

Yuri,​⁠ as if speaking‍‌ to a human,⁠‍‍ reached out his​‍ hand respectfully.

The⁠ presence in the‍‍⁠ darkness took the​⁠ shape of a hand and passed‌​‌ over his palm.​‍‍

A strange handshake.

“What’s‌⁠ your name?”

[…]‍

It​ responded with something,‍⁠‌ but Yuri couldn’t⁠⁠‌ understand it.

It​ wasn’t just a matter of having​​​ different vocal organs—its‌‌ very form of‌⁠ existence was different,‌⁠ impossible to interpret.‍‍

“Were‍​‍ you the one​ who called me?”​‌

With​‌ his senses and​​‌ the domain of​ the soul, Yuri⁠ understood that the‌‌ monster’s origin was​⁠ half black magic⁠‌‍ and half otherworldly‍‍ power.

And‌⁠ between the two,⁠ there was a crack.

What‍‍⁠ he had seen‍‌ through the creature’s‌​‌ face was horrifying,​ but within it,⁠⁠ there was also‍‍‌ a form—small, but​ uncorrupted.

It​⁠ seemed on the​‌ verge of extinction,⁠ yet it did⁠⁠ not disappear.

It​​ wasn’t Cedric, so​⁠​ it was clear—it‌​‌ was the god‍‍⁠ from another world.⁠‌‌

It​‌​ hadn’t completely fused‍⁠ with Cedric.

“Why​​⁠ did you call​ me?”

The⁠ god remained silent‍​​ for a moment,​ then conveyed its​ will.

[…]​

An‍‌ idea, closer to​‌‍ a concept, flowed‌⁠‌ into his mind.​⁠

He​‍ couldn’t fully grasp‌ it, but he⁠ sensed it—the entity‌ wanted to know​‍⁠ what it had‌⁠ been given.

“Show‍​ me.”

The‍​‍ god conveyed it‍⁠‌ to him.

Yuri⁠​ gave a wry⁠​‌ smile.

“I⁠‍ doubt you’d understand⁠​ even if I told you…”

Adopting⁠ a more relaxed⁠​ tone, he asked:⁠

“How⁠⁠⁠ are things outside?”​

The‍‍ entity calling itself‌ the god from​ another world turned⁠‍‌ out to be‌ more accommodating than⁠ expected. Following Yuri’s⁠ request, it transmitted⁠​ the situation of​​​ the others to​ him through mental⁠ images.

The⁠⁠‌ world was frozen.​‍

Not​⁠⁠ completely still, but⁠‍ time flowed so⁠ slowly it was⁠‌ almost imperceptible.

He‍⁠ and the god⁠⁠ from another world‌​ were in a crack between moments.⁠⁠‍

“Thanks.⁠‌ Now I’ll answer‌‌ your question.”

Yuri‌⁠​ conveyed his answer‌​​ to the god‌‌ from another world.‌​

In⁠‌‍ that instant, the‍‌⁠ darkness stirred.

Its‍‍ movement had a sinister nuance, as​ if it could​ crush Yuri at⁠ any moment in‍‍‍ that enclosed space.​‌

From⁠​ within the folds‍ of the darkness,⁠‌ a red mist⁠⁠ emerged.

Red‌‍ and black.

Two⁠ colors covered the‍ surroundings.

Yuri‌ raised Guilty, invoking⁠‌ the Cut of‌⁠‌ the Soul and‍ the Heart.

The‍ darkness receded.

Even⁠​​ the god from⁠ another world reacted​‍ sharply to the‍ energy radiating from⁠‍‍ Yuri.

Like⁠‌ a calm dog‍‌‌ suddenly baring its⁠ teeth and growling,⁠‍ the air around‌​​ began to vibrate.⁠⁠

Yuri⁠​‍ smirked.

“Why‌‍‍ are you so‍‍‍ afraid?”

[…]⁠‌‌

“It’s‌ too late. You’ve‌ been tainted.”

[…]‍

“I⁠⁠ think differently.”

[…]‍‍​

“If‌ that’s what you‌‌ call corruption, then​⁠⁠ you’re already corrupted.​​⁠ It’s too late‍ for you.”

The‍‌⁠ god from another‍ world exploded in⁠​ rage.

The‍ darkness slithered like‌​‌ a snake toward‌‍⁠ Yuri. But he​‌⁠ didn’t stand still.‍

He‌ swung Guilty, cutting‍‌⁠ the attack apart.‍‍‍

The‍‍‌ darkness split, and‌​‍ from within it​‍⁠ poured an unfathomable‍⁠ void.

The‌⁠​ god recoiled, its​‍ movement betraying its‌‌ confusion. Yuri advanced,​‌​ speaking firmly.

“You’re‍‍ not someone I can reason with⁠ either, so in⁠​‌ the end, we’ll‍ have to fight.”⁠⁠​

From​ the start, that⁠⁠ entity had drawn‍‍ him in out​ of mere curiosity,⁠ not friendliness.

And‍‌⁠ after hearing his​ answer, all it​ did was grow​ furious.

Yuri‌‌‍ glanced around.

The‌‌‌ place where the‍‍​ god resided was‍⁠ filled with its​⁠ presence. It was⁠ a battlefield entirely⁠⁠ in its favor.⁠

Of​‌ course, that would‍‌ be a problem‍⁠ for any normal​ person. But Yuri‍‌ smiled again.

Drawing​⁠ it to this‌‌⁠ place would be​⁠ a mistake for‌ his enemy.

He‌ lifted Guilty and​​ heightened the intensity⁠‍‍ of the Cut‍ of the Soul‍​ and the Heart‌‌​ even more.

“The‍‌‍ name of this‍​​ technique is Cut‌‍⁠ of the Soul⁠ and the Heart.‍ It means cutting‍ through to the‍​‍ heart and the‌ soul.”

A weapon engraved with​‍ sin.

A sword that could⁠‌‌ tear mind and​‍ spirit apart.

And‍ he, Yuri Briol,⁠‍​ who even in‌​ the midst of‌‍ chaos had never‍ let go of‌⁠‌ his will.

Everything‌⁠ was ready to‍⁠ kill that entity.‍​‍

[…]‍

The‍⁠ god conveyed its‍ will.

Yuri‌‍‌ nodded.

“Alright.‍‍⁠ Try to kill​⁠ me. I’ll kill‌ you too.”

In⁠‍ the void, where‍‍ time and space‍​⁠ were distorted, Yuri‌⁠‍ and the god‌​‌ from another world⁠⁠​ began their battle.‌​

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