Chapter 416
I felt mana flowing through my entire body, and each nerve being activated.
It's been a long time since I've felt this way.
In the real world, there is no concept of mana.
In the fantasy world of
The reason my superior physical abilities became miserable when I first came to the real world was because of this lack of mana.
Thanks to the crown prince's magic, my body, freed from the Demon King's sorcery, overflowed with mana.
'Does it feel similar to when I last fought Seir? No, my body feels much lighter than then.'
I spun Durandal around and got into my basic attack stance.
When the system's abilities were sealed by erosion, it was hard to even hold the sword properly, but with mana activated, Durandal feels as light as a feather.
My white hair fluttered slightly in the gently blowing wind.
The pure white uniform, like an angel's wings, was tinged with brilliance.
Seir laughed madly at me, who had surpassed all the limits set by this world.
"You are truly my greatest creation. As expected, you are the only one who can understand me, Crown Prince. Who would have thought that you would return from the brink of death like this?"
"You must have gone crazy, Seir, judging by the dirty way you laugh, you are still sober, Seir."
"No? Surprisingly, I am more sane than ever. Of course, I admit that I was a little excited."
It didn't seem like much.
I pitifully looked into his black eyes, filled with extreme excitement and joy.
Until just now, I had been overwhelmed by the cold, crazy, and ferocious aura that Seir was giving off.
However, now, the hot energy from my body, like the sun, was changing the atmosphere of the battlefield.
"I've been waiting for this moment! The day I can fight you on equal terms again!"
"Was that a cowardly trick from the start? Your words are extremely contradictory."
"Coward. I knew you would overcome it. Crown Prince! Don't you know that it was my plan to draw out your power even more?"
"You're just all words. I'll make sure you won't open that disgusting mouth any longer."
I lowered my posture, the hem of my cloak fluttering.
My whole body was filled with strength.
'Let's try it.'
It's crazy to say something like that in the final fight where life and death are at stake.
However, the power wave transmitted through Durandal's sword tip was not what I had expected.
An enormous amount of energy that seemed like it would explode at the slightest touch.
I took a quick breath, kicked the floor, and accelerated.
The moment my right foot lifted off the ground, the condensed energy exploded all at once.
The most basic form of stabbing, a straight slash.
I once attacked by imitating this technique when I was fighting cocks on a real-world entertainment program.
It was a basic movement that was easy to apply.
-Sriiing!
The sword strike I swung horizontally was blocked by Seir's longsword.
If it had been a normal attack, the swords would have clashed and stopped.
Durandal cut through the pile of bricks behind Seir, creating a dust storm.
"Kurur!"
I heard the Demon King gnashing his teeth.
I pulled back Durandal, who was wrapped in white energy.
Seir blocked my attack, but he swung his wrist with a grim expression.
It seemed that the power contained in Durandal had passed through the blade and shocked his wrist.
"You're lucky. You blocked this."
"Ha, hahaha."
Seir smiled crookedly and grabbed the longsword with both hands.
"Now I can feel the tension similar to that time all over my body. Yes, this is what I wanted. I wanted to fight you again for my life!"
"Then I will grant your wish."
Without changing my expression, I swung the holy sword again.
I supported my right foot forward and sent five consecutive sword blasts in all directions.
Like the merciless claws of a lion, the sword strikes containing white flashes struck Seir's pitch-black sword.
'More. More. Faster.'
My heart burned with hot heat.
My heart, which had inherited the will of the crown prince and the will of all who fell while protecting this world, poured out passion.
However, surprisingly, my reason was calm. No, it was calm, even quiet.
I could see every movement of Seir as he tried to block my attacks pouring down with destructive power.
Seir, who had been focused on defense for a while, opened his snake-like pupils even wider and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"This is fun! This is really fun!"
After blocking my attack once, Seir suddenly disappeared into the shadows.
Is this a technique to buy some time by hiding in the darkness?
I quietly closed my eyes and raised the holy sword above my head.
This is so obvious.
It's so obvious that I almost laugh out loud.
A golden light condensed on the tip of Durandal's sword.
The particles of light gathered and rose as a single pillar of light that pierced through the dark clouds.
As if Durandal and the sun were connected.
"Shoot down."
I slammed Durandal down in a straight line without a single flaw.
Without losing a single drop of the condensed power.
So that I could blow away all the shadows cast over this area at once.
-Kuung.
With a heavy roar, a dazzling light flashed from the entrance of the ruined castle gate.
Countless particles of light exploded simultaneously.
The wind, which contained the hot heat of the sun, blew everything away.
So that not a single dark shadow remained.
"K, Kwaaaaah!"
Someone's scream reached his ears through the roar.
Seir was scratching his face while covered in white flames all over his body.
The flames that burst out from Durandal slowly burned his entire body.
The Demon King's pale skin blackened and turned into ash.
"This pain. This flame!"
Seir screamed again and covered his entire body in black ice.
Then the white flames slowly subsided, producing smoke.
'I expected this wouldn't end there.'
Even though he was an enemy, Seir's mental strength was praiseworthy.
With only the twisted will to continue the bloody battle with me, he suppressed Durandal's flames.
But that was it.
As if someone had dropped a bomb, a large hole appeared at the entrance to the imperial gate.
And inside, countless grains of light were still swirling around like dust.
I poured mana into Durandal.
The holy sword's blade emitted a golden light and gradually grew longer.
As Durandal grew longer, it absorbed all of the light energy in the area.
Before I knew it, it had transformed into a greatsword that was significantly longer than Seir's black longsword.
"Swirl."
Five times, six times, seven times.
All attacks were connected together.
One movement leads to the next, creating a stronger combo.
Durandal became a giant white beast and bit Seir without mercy.
My attack became lightning that lit up the ashen sky.
"Okay, okay! Let's go together to the end!"
The Demon King, whose entire body was covered in black ice, met my attack with a look of madness.
He didn't dodge anymore. He didn't let go of the attack either.
As if he expected this would be our last meeting, Seir faced me with the determination to burn his life.
-Bam! Kwaang!
Every time our swords clashed, the air burst.
The cold black energy that made my hands numb and the hot golden energy that seemed to contain the power of the sun fought to devour each other.
The ground shook.
As the swords clashed more, Seir's mad laughter grew louder.
On the contrary, my mind became even more calm.
My sword strike flew as if it was not subject to air resistance.
Durandal's sharp blade continued to pierce Seir's body.
Dark red blood gradually flowed out through the gap in the black ice armor.
However, even as his own blood was draining away, the Demon King laughed loudly.
"You are the only one. You are the only one who understands me perfectly!"
"...Nonsense."
I cut through the air in a huge semicircle with Durandal.
Seir's arm, who was unable to block the sword strike that flew in like a flash, was cut off.
"I am not your understander. There is not a single being in this world who can understand you."
"What are you talking about! You are giving me endless joy like this!"
"Isn't that what you believe?"
It was really strange.
Surely my insides are as hot as a furnace.
My teeth tremble when I think of his sin of taking Owen's body, and the sin of sacrificing countless people, including the crown prince.
Why does my heart become more and more calm?
"I have no intention of understanding you, Seir."
"What......… ?"
"You have always been lonely."
Durandal's entire body burned again.
I twisted the enlarged blade upward.
Seir's longsword, defeated by overwhelming strength, escaped his grasp and flew toward the sky.
"You will be lonely forever."
Now it was time to put an end to this tenacious relationship.
I extended my left hand. And I concentrated the large amount of mana flowing through my body into one place.
"Kneel."
My voice rang out like a divine mantra.
The gravity of all objects seemed to have doubled, and even the air became heavier.
An indescribable flow of mana covered the area where I was standing.
"Keuk!"
Even the dark creatures whose entire bodies were blackened and torn apart by blades were no exception.
Not even once.
The Demon King's knees, who had never bowed to anyone, touched the ground.
"What have you done? Let go! What trick did you play?"
".........… Are you yelling at me like that just because you're barely on your knees?"
Seir tried to break my mantra somehow.
He tried to stand up with such force that the veins on his forehead popped out, but his knees wouldn't leave the ground.
'Come to think of it, I made that promise.'
When I won first place in
I have never made anyone kneel because I was afraid of abusing my passive skill.
I looked down at the Demon King, who was still struggling, with an expression of disbelief.
The light-covered blade of Durandal slowly approached his neck.
'I don't feel bad.'
When Durandal touched his neck, Seir changed his gaze, feeling that any further struggle was pointless.
"Wait a minute, think about it again! If you and I are together, we can make this world completely ours! Don't you want to live forever? You can throw away your lowly and insignificant human vessel and gain eternal life, but you're going to blow that chance yourself!"
"...."
"It's not too late. If you just let me go now!"
Instead of listening to Seir, I held Durandal's blade even higher against the nape of his neck.
Then I smiled.
A proud and confident smile that would have been the smile that Karis von Walden would have given in this situation.
"Go to hell."
Durandal flashed golden light.
With a tremendous sword wind, Seir's neck fell to the ground with a dull sound.
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