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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 315: Rift (2)

Chapter 315: Rift (2)

Darkness‌ spread.

His‍ entire field of‍‌‌ vision turned pitch‌ black.

Yuri‌⁠ had fought monsters‌‍ created from grimoire‍‍‍ parchments before.

He‍​‍ thought he had‌‌‌ at least partially​⁠ grown accustomed to​ the aura of‍ black magic.

However,⁠‌‌ the energy Cedric⁠ was releasing was⁠ completely raw—far more‍​‌ intense than anything​⁠ he had experienced⁠ before.

His‍‍​ voice reached him⁠⁠​ directly.

[ I remember the‍‌ first time I saw you. You‍​‍ were so small,‌‍​ and now you’ve‍ grown like this.‌ ]

“Save‍​‌ the nostalgia for⁠⁠ the other world.”⁠​

Yuri​ swung Guilty forcefully‌‌ toward the darkness‌⁠⁠ that filled his‌ vision.

The⁠​​ Cut of the‍​‌ Soul and the⁠⁠‍ Heart was the⁠‍ natural enemy of​‍ black magic. The​‍ blackness split apart,‌​​ revealing Cedric standing‍‌‌ on the other​⁠​ side.

Yuri⁠ surged forward as‍ if pushed by⁠‍ a gust of⁠ wind, slashing without‍‌ hesitation.

He‌ felt the crunch⁠ of bone and​ the tearing of⁠⁠‍ flesh.

Blood​​‌ spurted.

Had​‌ he finished him?‍​

No.‌‍

Twisting‌‍‌ the blade to⁠ break his ribs,‍ Yuri shook his​​ head and looked⁠​‍ up.

It‌‌‍ couldn’t be that​⁠‍ easy.

He‌ fully released the‍ energy of the​⁠‌ Cut of the‌‌‍ Soul and the‌ Heart. Mana exploded​ in all directions,‍‍‍ distorting the entire‍​​ space.

Amid‌‍‍ the swirl of‌ black magic and​ sword energy, Yuri’s‍‍‍ eyes searched for‌ Cedric.

His‍‍‍ vision was tinted⁠‍ red.

The‍⁠ body that formed‍‌ Cedric was torn⁠‌ to pieces.

But—⁠​

[ Not yet. ]

Cedric⁠⁠​ had not died.‌

Amid⁠ the chaotic scene,‍ Yuri spotted a dark silhouette moving‍⁠​ slowly.

He‌ immediately lunged after⁠‍ it.

He‍​⁠ sharpened his sword‍⁠ aura to the‌ maximum. The Cut‍‌ of the Soul‌​ and the Heart⁠‌​ never let its‍⁠⁠ prey escape, even​ if it had‍ no physical form.⁠⁠

He‌⁠​ slashed, then slashed​‌​ again.

The⁠⁠ black silhouette split​‌‌ into two, then⁠ into four. His‍​​ speed was such‌ that the human‍⁠‌ eye could not​‌⁠ follow it.

Yuri’s​‌‍ intent was to‌‍ completely destroy Cedric’s⁠‍​ soul so that‍‌​ he could never⁠ rise again.

However,‌​‍ at a certain​‍ moment, his sword⁠‌⁠ slowed.

His‍⁠‌ body felt heavy,‍⁠‌ as if trapped⁠⁠ in a mire.​‌

The​ cut fragments of‌​⁠ the black silhouette⁠​​ scattered like gravel‌‍ and clung to​‍ his body, refusing‍‍ to come off​ due to their‍​‍ great viscosity.

Cedric’s⁠‌​ voice whispered in​ his ear.

[ I have transcended,⁠ Yuri. ]

Yuri​⁠ slashed instantly to‍‌‌ his side, but‌​ Cedric was no‌⁠ longer there.

[ Unlike you “monkeys,”​ I am no‌ longer confined to‍ a physical body.‍‍⁠ ]

An‌ alarm rang in⁠ Yuri’s mind.

Without​ hesitation, he released​‌‍ mana throughout his‍​ body. The black​​ masses clinging to‍‌ him detached as‌‌‌ they were engulfed⁠​​ in the explosion.‍⁠‌

He​‍ looked around but‌ could no longer​‌ sense Cedric’s aura.​‌

Yuri⁠⁠⁠ shouted.

“Everyone,​‍⁠ be careful!”

The​ others, who had‌⁠‍ just been moving‌​ toward Cedric, still‌‍ didn’t understand what‌‍‍ was happening.

One‍‍ of the eastern‌‌ warriors, looking around⁠⁠​ in confusion, suddenly⁠​ coughed blood and‌‌​ collapsed.

“Keugh…!”‍⁠

Behind⁠ him, Cedric was‍ smiling.

He​ looked exactly as⁠​‍ before Yuri had​ killed him—completely intact.‍‍⁠

[ To me, a physical body is‌⁠ nothing more than⁠​​ a disposable resource‍‌⁠ I can recreate⁠ again and again.⁠ ]

“Cedric!”​‌

Yuri‌⁠​ charged and sliced​⁠ his neck. The‍⁠ body fell to⁠ the ground, and‌‌⁠ Francesco, who was​ nearby, smashed it‌​‌ apart with his‌​⁠ sword.

Cedric⁠ didn’t react at‌⁠ all, as if‌ it were a corpse, and was​​‌ killed right there.⁠

But‌ then—

“Aaaah!”‍‌‍

Jared‍‍ shouted.

Cedric⁠​‌ had appeared beside⁠ him and struck.‍⁠‌ A black hand,​ like a claw,​​ seized his body.​⁠​

Then,⁠ countless threadlike tentacles‍‌⁠ extended, piercing into‌​ his flesh.

“Bastard!”‌​

Moyongchan,‌ who was nearby,⁠‌⁠ rushed in and‍ cut Cedric, severing‍ his torso from‌​⁠ his legs.

Even‍ as he was⁠‌‍ being attacked, Cedric⁠‌⁠ moved his hands⁠⁠⁠ toward Jared, and⁠ the tentacles invading⁠ his body writhed⁠​ even more violently.​⁠

“Aaaaghhh!”‌⁠⁠

Jared’s‌ screams grew louder.⁠ He writhed endlessly​‌ but could not⁠‌ break free from‍‌ the black hand⁠ Cedric had created.‍

His‌ eyes rolled back.​​​

“Jared,‌ snap out of‌⁠ it!”

Moyongchan‌ stabbed Cedric repeatedly.​‍ The body was‍ torn into dozens​ of pieces.

Even​‌‍ so, the fingers⁠⁠ floated in the​‌ air, moving as⁠​⁠ if a puppeteer‍⁠​ were controlling his​‍ marionette.

Cedric’s‍​​ body completely scattered,‌‍ and the black‍ magic surrounding Jared‌​‍ vanished.

Moyongchan‌⁠ shook him by‍⁠ the shoulders.

“Jared,‌​ are you alright?”⁠

“Ah…”‌

With⁠​ a clouded gaze,⁠​​ Jared suddenly thrust⁠ his sword at‌‍ Moyongchan.

“What—!”‌​

The⁠‌ attack was so‍ sudden he couldn’t‌ react in time.‌‌

Clang!‌​

“…”‌​‍

Moyongchan‌ swallowed hard. The‍‌​ strike aimed directly‍ at his chest‍‍ was blocked by⁠‍‌ a sword that​‍ slid in from‍‌⁠ the side.

The​ tip of Jared’s‌‌ sword trembled against​ the opposing blade.​⁠‍

Moyongchan‍ gave thanks.

“I‍⁠ appreciate it, Laurent.”‌‍‍

“You⁠ must be careful.”‌​

“I‌‌‍ will.”

Laurent‍ kicked Jared in​⁠ the face.

“Kugh!”⁠

Then​‍ he snatched away​ his sword, threw​⁠‌ him to the​‍ ground, and pinned​‌ his back with‌​ his knee.

Jared​‌​ screamed and thrashed‌⁠ like someone possessed.⁠‍‍

“His‌ body has been​‌ taken over by‌‍‍ black magic.”

“That‍ means…”

As​‍ they spoke, Cedric​ didn’t stop. He‍​ continued attacking, and‌​ every time he​​‍ was counterattacked, he‌ switched bodies and‌‌​ withdrew.

“Cedric!⁠‌‌ Over here!”

Yuri‍‍‍ caught up to‍⁠​ him again.

Cedric,‍‌‌ who had raised‌​ tentacles to attack‍ around him, arched‍⁠ a brow and‍⁠​ faced him.

Yuri‌‌⁠ unleashed the Cut⁠⁠ of the Soul‍‍​ and the Heart‌‌ at full power,‍ adding the force​‌⁠ of chaos to​ confront him with‌‍‍ everything he had.‌

His⁠⁠ sword cut not⁠ only the body⁠‍ but also the‍‍‌ mind and soul.‍⁠

He⁠‌​ cleaved not only‌‌ Cedric’s body but⁠⁠​ also what lay‍​‍ within. The skull,‍‌⁠ along with the‌ brain and what‌​ was beyond, were​ cleanly severed.

Cedric’s‌ eyes clouded over.‌

“Die,‌‌‍ Cedric.”

Yuri⁠ believed he had‌‌​ destroyed the core‌⁠‌ residing in his‍ body. But he⁠‍⁠ was wrong.

Just​​ like before, Cedric​‍ appeared elsewhere, completely‌ unharmed.

What⁠⁠ Yuri had pierced​‍​ wasn’t Cedric’s soul,⁠ but merely the⁠​⁠ remnants of black‌ magic he had‍​ been scattering.

Yuri‍​ clenched his teeth.‍

“Damn⁠‍ it!”

If​‌ even the Cut​‍ of the Soul‌ and the Heart‍ didn’t work, how‍ could he possibly‍​‌ fight him?

Meanwhile,⁠​ Cedric had already‌​‌ advanced into the​ area where the​ Anti-Imperial Alliance army⁠‌‍ was gathered.

From‍⁠‌ the ground, black⁠​ tentacles surged like⁠​​ a tidal wave,‍​​ sweeping through in​‍⁠ all directions.

Many‍‌⁠ died, and those⁠​ who were caught​​ lost control of‍⁠​ their bodies.

Seeing​​‍ Cedric—who would not​ die and kept‍ reappearing elsewhere to⁠ unleash more black‌​ magic—everyone, including Yuri,​​‌ was shaken.

They​‌ had no idea⁠​‌ how to fight‍ him.

Yuri⁠‌‌ entered the soul‌ domain, relying even⁠​ on instinct to‌⁠ keep his focus‍ fixed on Cedric.‍​

“…”‌

Cedric‌⁠ was creating and‌ discarding bodies again⁠ and again. Creating‌ a human body​​‌ was no simple​‌​ feat.

To‍ craft a perfect‍‌ vessel capable of​‌ holding a soul,‌ even high-level mages‍‍ like Inariel, Hernando,⁠⁠‍ or Maryrose had​​ to pay a steep price.

But⁠‍​ for Cedric, it​ was as natural‍ as breathing. He​‌‌ had already devoured‍ countless lives, claiming⁠⁠ both souls and⁠⁠ bodies.

Black‍⁠⁠ magic could transgress‍‌ even the territory‌‌⁠ of the forbidden‍‍ without difficulty.

Each​ time he appeared,‍‌ thick tentacles like⁠‌ the roots of⁠ a colossal tree‍⁠ sprouted from the‌‌‌ ground, covering it​‌ completely. Soldiers caught‍⁠⁠ by them were‍​ either crushed to‍ death or driven⁠ mad like Jared,‌‍ losing control of⁠‍‍ their bodies.

The‌ battlefield had descended​⁠⁠ into chaos, allies⁠ fighting one another.​

Every⁠⁠​ so often, enraged⁠​ knights sacrificed themselves​⁠ to stab Cedric,‌‌‌ but he would⁠‍ simply change bodies.‍‍

Cedric‌ was, quite literally,‍​ fighting the entire​​ Anti-Imperial Alliance on⁠⁠ his own.

Absorbing‌‌ the life force​‌ of countless victims‌ to continue his⁠‍​ slaughter, in Yuri’s‍‍ eyes he resembled⁠ a demon descended⁠⁠ upon the earth.⁠​

“Cedric…”​

Yuri⁠ murmured his name‌‍‍ and lifted his⁠⁠ gaze. He could‍ not simply stand⁠​ by.

“Yuri‌⁠ Briol.”

At​‍‍ that moment, Inariel​‍‌ approached.

“Lord​​​ Inariel.”

“You‌‌‍ must be thinking‍‍​ about how to⁠ fight that.”

“Yes.‍⁠ What should I do?”

“Let’s‍‍ see…”

Inariel​⁠ said,

“He⁠⁠ may look alone,‍ but he’s not.​⁠ He controls more⁠​‍ lives than our‍‍​ entire army. He’s​⁠⁠ killed many to⁠ turn them into​​ his sustenance.”

Yuri​⁠​ nodded.

Just​⁠ as Inariel said,‌‍ Cedric had absorbed​ the strength of‍​ the entire Imperial‌‍ Army.

It⁠‌‌ was as if⁠⁠‍ the Imperial Army‍‍⁠ and the Anti-Imperial⁠‍ Alliance were fighting⁠‌ each other.

“Think‌‍‌ about it simply.‍⁠⁠ Two armies face⁠‍ each other. To‍​​ win, what must‌‌‍ you do?”

“Kill‌ the enemy.”

“Exactly.”​

Inariel‍‍‍ took a breath‍​ before continuing.

“There’s​ no other method.​⁠​ Kill while you‍ die. If you⁠ kill that body⁠ tens of thousands‍⁠‌ of times, maybe​ he’ll run out‌‍ of resources.”

It​⁠‌ meant they had⁠‍ to keep killing​‌ him again and​​‌ again.

Even​ as they spoke,⁠ the chaos only⁠ grew. Because Cedric‌‍‍ could appear anywhere,⁠‍ the troops were‍⁠‍ all disoriented and,⁠ in order to‍‍⁠ survive, were forced​‌‌ to fight their‍‍ own allies.

Yuri‍ took a deep⁠⁠​ breath.

There​‌‌ was no other​ choice—only to kill.⁠​

“Let’s‌‌‍ go.”

The‌‌⁠ rest of the⁠‍ Ten Greats who⁠‌ were with Yuri,⁠​ as well as‌‍ the Eastern warriors,⁠‍ began moving.

“Chase‍ and kill Cedric’s‌⁠‌ main body at⁠⁠ all costs. Everyone‍‌‍ else, handle the⁠⁠​ rest.”

Moyongchan‍⁠‌ relayed Yuri’s words⁠ to the Murim⁠​ warriors, and soon‌ they all dispersed.‍⁠​

To​⁠ avoid losing Cedric,​‍ each took up‍ a position in​ an assigned area.​‍

Yuri⁠ took the largest⁠‍ zone.

“Kraaa!”​

A soldier under Cedric’s‌⁠ control charged Yuri​ like a madman,‍ swinging his sword.⁠‌‍

Yuri⁠‌ struck him in‌‌​ the jaw to‍‌​ knock him unconscious,‌‍‌ but the man‍⁠​ lunged again like​‌ a zombie.

In‌‌ the end, Yuri​‌ had to kill‌ him.

Guilty‌​ cut through his⁠‍ neck.

Even‌ without a head,‌ the body twisted‌‌ until Yuri crushed​ his heart underfoot.‍ When the chest‌ burst, it finally‍‌ stopped moving.

It⁠‌⁠ was an unpleasant⁠⁠​ feeling.

With⁠ Guilty in hand,‌⁠ Yuri scanned his⁠⁠ surroundings. In several‍‌ places, Cedric’s tentacles⁠ were emerging from‌ the ground.

In​ the distance, he⁠​‍ saw Jose drive‌​ his sword into‍‌ Cedric’s body. Cedric,‍⁠‍ wearing a calm‌⁠‌ smile, fell—only to‌ reappear elsewhere.

Killing‍ him didn’t matter.⁠⁠ They had to⁠ keep killing him‌ until it did.‍​‌

But‌⁠​ would Cedric really​‌ not have foreseen​‍⁠ this?

While‍‍ cutting down another⁠‍ soldier who rushed⁠ him, Yuri began‌ thinking of a better method.

“Yuri⁠⁠‌ Briol. Don’t you‍⁠‍ say the Cut‌‌‍ of the Soul‌ and the Heart⁠‍ can even cut‍‍ the soul?”

Hearing‌⁠ the voice, he⁠​‌ turned and saw⁠‍‍ it was Laurent.⁠​

“And​‌​ Jared?”

“I​ tied him up‍ and buried him​‍ halfway. Lord Inariel‍​​ said he’d call‌‍‍ the mages to‌⁠‍ treat him.”

“He’s‍ not in any​ danger, right?”

“No.”‍⁠​

“Good.”‍

“And‍‌ that guy can’t‌‌ be cut with​‌⁠ the Cut of‍​ the Soul and⁠‌ the Heart?”

Yuri‌​ nodded.

“It⁠‍ doesn’t work on‍⁠⁠ him…”

“Why?”‍

Yuri‌‍ blinked.

Why​ indeed?

The‌ Cut of the‍​‌ Soul and the‍‌​ Heart could cut⁠​ anything, being the​ nemesis of black​⁠⁠ magic. The same‌​‌ applied to souls​‌ separated from the‍‌ body. Yet Cedric‌ wouldn’t vanish even‍ when cut.

A thought crossed his‍ mind.

“I​ was wrong.”

“What?”‍⁠

“He’s⁠⁠ not switching bodies.”‌

“Then?”​⁠⁠

“Well,‍‌‌ partially. What I mean is, that​ body isn’t controlled​​ by Cedric’s soul.‍​‍ The real Cedric​‌‍ is somewhere else.”⁠

“You’re‍​⁠ saying that’s just‍​‌ a decoy pretending‍⁠​ to be the​⁠‌ main body?”

“That’s‍‌ what I think.⁠ When I stabbed‍‍ him…”

Surprisingly,​ Laurent nodded.

“I‍ see. Then how‍⁠ do we find​‍ the real body?”‍​

“I’ll⁠‍ take care of​ it.”

“I’m​​ not convinced.”

“Trust‌​⁠ me.”

Yuri‌ smiled faintly, patted‌‍ Laurent’s shoulder, and‍​ opened his senses‍ to the fullest.‍⁠

His‍⁠ perception spread.

Yuri⁠⁠​ focused all his‌​ energy on finding‍ Cedric’s location.

His‌​ vision blurred.

The⁠ noise of the​‌ battlefield faded away.​​

He​‍‍ concentrated desperately.

His⁠​​ sharpened senses received‍​⁠ signals from all​ over the world.‍

Then—⁠‌

“Yuri‌⁠ Briol.”

“Hmm?”‍

“Are​⁠‍ you looking for‌‍ me?”

Suddenly,​ Laurent said something​‍⁠ incomprehensible.

“Hm?”⁠

The‌ instant he repeated‍ it, Yuri understood.‌‍‍

It‌⁠‍ wasn’t Laurent.

“Huh?”‍​‌

It⁠‍ had all been​ an act from‌ the beginning.

Laurent—or‌ rather, Cedric controlling‌⁠​ Laurent’s body—thrust a stab.

“Kugh!”​⁠‍

Yuri‍ felt his abdomen‍ pierced and bent​⁠‌ forward.

The​​​ blade twisted, shredding​⁠⁠ his insides.

He‌​​ couldn’t help but⁠​ spit blood.

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