Chapter 118. Angels and Demons (3)
Krrrr!
Kyaaah!
The cries of beasts. The cries filled with brutality and ferocity continuously echoed through the ashen world. It was only natural. The dimensional rift that had opened behind a certain man right now. Numerous demons were pouring out from the passage leading to the Demonic Realm.
“D-Demons!”
“He’s a traitor!”
“That human! He sacrificed his own kind!”
The voices of the approaching angels grew louder. It was already a given that angels were inherently opposite to demons. Demons, as creatures of the Demonic Realm, were the object of utmost hatred for the angels.
And now, a human had summoned them to cause havoc. The angels exuded their unique aura of divine energy brightly.
“Destroy the fallen one!”
“We will definitely punish him!”
They surged towards Shimun.
One.
“Where are you despicable angels coming!”
“The stench of hypocrisy is palpable!”
Dozens of demons had already gathered by Shimun’s side.
“Fight! Shed hypocrites’ blood in honor of our noble being!”
A towering figure with muscles bulging up to 4 meters blocked Shimun’s path. Contrary to the swaggering stance.
– I never imagined it would come to summoning sacrifices….
– A high-ranked demon came to help. But isn’t the issue the angels more than anything?
– For real. Performing the sacrifice in front of the angels was the turning point.
-We might be outnumbered by the demons, but are we backing down from this fight?
The number of demons was visibly fewer than the angels.
Naturally.
-He took them all down with his own hands, what’s the big deal haha.
Seriously, wiped the floor with them before the debut match.
– Now he’s just left with dying hahaha.
Originally, as battles between angels and demons were a theme of the Chaos Realm, angels and demons were supposed to be summoned in equal numbers and ranks.
But after Shimun alchemized Lemegeton and obtained the Demonic Eye. Didn’t he reduce the number of demons summoned?
Of course.
– Bastards. That’s why he performed the sacrifice ritual!
– Yeah, he summoned nearly a hundred demonic beasts.
– Let them be. Just a bunch of inferior brats who only think of tearing things apart one way or another.
– Absolutely. Are you just bragging about achieving this level alone?
– Goat-nim, please give us a refreshing shot of Absinthe!
From the start, Shimun had planned this. Using players from Europe, including Faust, as sacrifices to summon the demons.
“Normally, summoning demons and then filling in the remaining is the best strategy.”
Even if it meant setting aside their attack power that could rival a diamond rank. Summoning the same number of demons as those he killed was the best choice. However.
“Despite having Lemegeton, summoning demons was impossible.”
Shimun’s essence wasn’t that of a dark mage but an alchemist. Even with Lemegeton, summoning demons was out of his reach. Of course, there was a way.
“Using high-ranked demons like Marte would suffice.”
Like the recent summoning of demonic beasts. As long as the high-ranked demon Marte conducted the summoning ritual in exchange for a payment from Shimun, summoning demons was also possible. However, in that case.
“I’ll have to spend my valuable achievement points.”
There was a downside to pouring achievement points into summoning. To sacrifice the surviving European players, they summoned lower-cost demonic beasts instead of expensive demons.
“Though demonic beasts may be a bit inferior to demons, their numbers cannot be ignored.”
While demonic beasts were inherently inferior to demons, they provided a sort of cost-effectiveness. It was perfect for filling the positions left by the few sacrificed demons.
Moreover, “If they lack in damage, I can make up for it.”
There was no need to rely solely on demons and demonic beasts for battle.
Thwack.
Shimun extended his hand.
And then,
Sshh.
With a hot heat, a crimson sword appeared in Shimun’s hand.
“Burn.”
Shimun, holding the Laevateinn, immediately activated it. Swinging the activated Laevateinn fiercely forward.
“Laevateinn.”
Whirrr!
It signaled the beginning of the battle.
* * *
The dark ashen sky. When the blazing flames lit up the lifeless place, could there be a more incredible sight?
From the perspective of the aggressive demons, it was a highly satisfying scene.
“AAAAAhhh!”
“It’s, it’s hot!”
For the angels, however, it was nothing short of hellish.
“Deploy the protective shield! Block the heat first!”
The silver-haired man leading the angels urgently shouted. Then, starting with the silver-haired man, a faint light enveloped the angels. Unfortunately,
“The flames won’t go out!”
“Please save us, Lord Derel!”
Dashing ahead, four angels screamed in agony as they got burned by the flames. The intense flames of Laevateinn did not even give them the chance to deploy their protective shields.
Derel, the silver-haired angel, could only clenched his lips. Four angels were engulfed in flames, helplessly watched by him. There was nothing he could do.
“I can’t extinguish these flames with my power alone.”
Like flames directly brought from hell. The raging flames were so intense that even a top-rank angel like Derel couldn’t extinguish them. As the movements of the four angels gradually slowed down,
Derel’s eyes, which could only watch them, became tainted with anger.
“What kind of sword is that!”
Derel’s gaze, filled with anger, directed towards the burning sword-wielding human.
“How dare you! Lowly beings like you threaten the descendants of light!”
A silvery light generated along Derel’s hand. In an instant, it took the form of a long sword.
“Punish even their souls!”
With a roar, Derel advanced forward.
But then, “What a surprise, revealing your despicable nature so soon!”
A deep, rock-like voice seemed to grab Derel’s ankle, halting him in his tracks. As Derel was about to strike towards Shimun,
Crash!
Ahhhh!
The clash between the sword shaped light, and fist produced an improbable sound that rang in the ears. Derel seemed intent on splitting his opponent in two with just one swing.
Swish.
The silver sword, gleaming with even more power, descended.
“Marte! You filthy seed of the abyss!”
Empowered by Derel’s anger, the silver sword shone even brighter. Yet, just as Derel was a high-ranked angel, Marte was a high-ranked demon.
“Heh! Derel, seems like you’ve gotten quite venomous. Well….”
Adding demonic energy to his fist as well, Marte scratched Derel with a mocking smile.
“Just standing by and watching your kin die, it’s understandable. If it were me, I would’ve bitten my tongue in shame.”
“Marte! You truly—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Derel’s silver pupils began to glint subtly with power. He had pushed his divine energy to the limit throughout his body.
Seeing this, Marte, with a fierce gaze, was about to release his own demonic energy.
“Ha!”
Quickly twisting his body, Marte dodged the silver sword and the fist that were locked in a battle of strength.
“Idiotic no—”
Not missing the opportunity, at the moment when Derel tried to thrust the sword even deeper.
“This, this!”
A look of confusion clouded Derel’s holy silver eyes. A strange heat was felt on his right side. Derel immediately redirected the silver sword he was bringing down to the right.
Swish.
A slicing sound echoed. What he had sliced was something even a high-ranked angel like himself couldn’t avoid. With a roaring sound, the flames of Laevateinn erupted.
“By the gods!”
Derel was now engulfed by the scorching heat from both sides, his whole body writhing. And just as the merciless flames tried to swallow him from all sides.
A silver energy surged from his left arm.
Crack.
He pierced through the flames.
Snarl.
The formidable physique of an angel. Even against the flames of Laevateinn, the high-ranked angel and his power stood firm. But it was only a matter of seconds.
Rumble.
“Kyaaaaaak!”
In the end, Derel screamed as his left arm was devoured by the intense flames.
“Haha! You truly are ruthless to be screaming like that. What a truly precious sight!”
With a gleeful laughter, Marte cracked jokes. Soon after.
Crack.
Derel severed his own left arm. Was it because of the agonizing flames of Laevateinn, or the pain of self-amputation?
Or was it simply because he, a high-ranked being, had been forced to cut off his own arm by the likes of a mere human?
“How dare you…. How dare!”
Derel’s pale face began to flush with seething rage, marking the symbol permitted only to angels on his back. Wings began to form, though they were not real, but made of demonic ki.
While the observers were indifferent to Derel’s transformation, Shimun uttered,
“Marte.”
“Yes, oh noble one.”
Likewise, Shimun flew towards Marte, who was also forming magical wings. A pair of golden wings adorned Shimun’s ankles.
“Wow! What a gigantic calf!”
In his arms, a lovely young girl was nestled.
“I suppose you can handle this angel on your own, right?”
“Of course!”
At Shimun’s indifferent question, Marte vigorously nodded his thick neck.
“That damned Derel is no match for me anyway. Even if he wants to win, he can’t, considering he even lopped his own arm off.”
Chuckling at his coarse joke, Marte raised his head sharply. Shimun, tilting his head, left behind the remnants of Laevateinn disappearing as he turned around.
“Then handle that angel, and take care of the remaining humans. I have some business to take care of down below.”
“Down below? Huh! You don’t mean…”
Does he know what needs to be found?
“Of course! Please retrieve his legacy!”
With widened eyes, Marte bowed his head in a stern pose.
“Oh! If there happens to be someone named Choi Jinsu alive, deal with him last.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
As Shimun patted the devoted Marte’s shoulder and headed downwards into the whirlpool of dimensions.
“Oh, vile fallen one! Where are you trying to escape to?”
Raging, Derel lunged forward, but that was it.
Thunk.
“Krk!”
“Your opponent is me, Derel. Today, I will crush that feeble flesh of yours.”
Reeling back from Marte’s fist that came crashing down, Derel, with a growl, he could only glare at Shimun, who was getting farther away.
* * *
Kurrur.
The continuous roar flowing through the whirlpool of dimensions without pausing.
Shimun, who landed on the small ashen ground in that area, flicked his fingers.
Thud.
He created a dome-like bunker, then cradled the child who had been in his arms.
“Shiyeon.”
“Ye!”
Shimun carefully set Shiyeon down in front of him.
“Appa needs to take care of something quickly, so you have to stay quiet here, okay?”
“Appa, where are you going?”
Glancing at the whirlpool behind him, Shimun hesitated.
Kurrurling!
The roar didn’t seem to stop, and Shiyeon probably already knew about it.
“I have to go somewhere important. It’s urgent.”
In an environment he didn’t want to mention to the child unnecessarily.
Shimun evasively spoke.
“Important…?”
“Yeah. But it seems like it’s not a dungeon, so I’ll be back soon. You have to wait patiently until then, okay?”
As Shimun gently smiled and ruffled Shiyeon’s hair.
“Okay! Shiyeon will be good! Appa come back here!”
Clutching his hands and nodding his head, Shiyeon was about to say something, but Shimun hugged him tightly once before turning away.
“I’ll be back.”
“Ye!”
Turning his body, he immediately headed down. And so, he didn’t see it. The gradual chill in the previously affectionate gaze of the child.
Kurrurling.
A massive roar swallowed Shimun. Time seemed to freeze. After standing there motionless for a while, the child turned around. The child’s face still had a full smile, with one distinctive thing.
“Hide and seek is over now.”
An incredibly cruel smile, almost unbelievable coming from a child. What was surprising is that. Even though she was just six years old, a cruel smile suited her remarkably well.
“It’s over? Heh, do you really think we won’t show up?”
The girl tilted her head slightly, and soon, as if a transparent curtain was being lifted, a young man and woman appear in thin air.
“Heh, what an annoying little brat. Figured out my hiding place, did you?”
The woman, with a thin smile dancing in her narrow eyes, twirls a dagger between her fingers.
“No way a kid would come here. And I’ve never heard of a child with that man, so she must be a summoned creature, right?”
“Probably.”
The man nodded slightly at the woman’s words. Despite being in the arena, he is dressed neatly in a school uniform, completely ignoring the child and only staring in the direction where Shiyeon disappeared.
“Seriously, trouble follows you, Yuto. Sometimes you cause such commotion even though you’re so strong.”
“What do you mean, Riko.”
“Exactly as I said.”
Riko’s thin eyes glitter with desire as she laughs lightly.
“For such a strong man to be swirling in the chaos dimension, there must be something important over there, right? Something valuable, or something equivalent is hidden there, isn’t it? Any player who has even a little experience in the arena would know that.”
“But…”
Riko’s joyful tone fades away.
“Yuto, can you really defeat Kim Shimun?”
“I don’t know,” Yuto replies uncertainly.
“Hey! Why did I give up chasing a kill and help track him down if you’re not even sure you can win! Why did I come all this way?”
“Be clear with your words, Riko. I never asked for your help.”
“You little…!”
Riko clenches the dagger she was twirling tightly, but that was all.
“Fine, whether you win or lose, as long as I get the hidden piece, it’s fine. I can even sell the location here to someone else.”
They haven’t even turned on the broadcast. This was exclusive information, after all. With a shrug, Riko moved forward. Or rather, she tried to.
“Oh, right. There was one more brat here?”
She attempted to move. If it weren’t for the creepy child looking at her with a cruel smile, she would have continued speaking.
“Oh~ Kids shouldn’t smile like that already, right?”
“Why not?”
“You can see the sprout, the bad sprout. No one likes that, you know?”
“No one likes it…?”
Shiyeon chuckled, tilting her head for a moment. Soon after, she nodded her head.
“Can’t. Shiyeon’s dad likes it. Dad has to like Shiyeon too.”
Shiyeon’s face, nodding her head, once again formed a smile. It was a pure and clear smile, much like when she bid goodbye to Kim Shimun. Was it this sight that made her feel uncomfortable?
“But what do we do? We’ve now seen your true colors.”
Riko teased with a chuckle.
“Well, that’s okay!”
That was it.
Swish.
“I will just kill you.”
It was Riko’s final words.
Thud.
Riko’s head rolled, leaving a trail of red in its path.
Yuto stared blankly at Riko’s head, which came to a stop at his feet.
TL’s Corner:
Creepy… Shiyeon is strong.