An overwhelmingly high number. No fire tar, not even the great chieftain, was able to challenge the 100th stage.
However, Muyoung had accomplished it. The 127th stage⦠The stage no one had ever reached, an unprecedented level.
Still, Muyoung didnât seem satisfied.
âFor the 127th to be the last stage.â
The Endless Battlefield. Like the name, he expected it to continue endlessly.
Muyoung continued to progress through the stages.
Never stopping.
He believed he was faster than everyone else. However, that ended at the 127 stage.
After finishing off the artificially made dragons, Muyoung was brought back to reality. With the message that stated that no more battlefields existed.
As Woohee was in the progress of creating the Endless Battlefield, and thus hadnât fully completed it, he knew it would end eventually, but he couldnât avoid feeling unsatisfied.
His own limit. He wanted to see where it lay.
However, he couldnât experience it. He had tried, but couldnât reach it. There was nothing more unfulfilling than this.
That should have been the case, but thenâ¦
Muyoung looked at Shar-Shazar.
As soon as he came out, he met an opponent who could allow him to experience his own limits.
One of the three subordinates of Enroth, Demon King of Iron. And, it was the one who was said to be the strongest among the three: Shar-Shazar.
He never thought Shar-Shazar would invade this early.
But⦠it was rather a good thing. Muyoung took out Anguish.
To really work up a sweat, he needed to fight. He needed a strong opponent.
âYou will kill me?â
Shar-Shazar laughed as if it was a good joke.
However, he was still surprised.
When did Muyoung enter his territory?
If Muyoung hadnât said anything, and if Shar-Shazar didnât ânoticeâ him, it was highly likely that he would have been openly attacked.
Shar-Shazar felt a slight chill.
It had been a while since he had met someone this good.
Of course, Shar-Shazar wouldnât have died with just one surprise attack, but it would have greatly impacted his ego.
He wouldnât be fooled twice.
âWho is this guy?â
Even then, he still couldnât help but wonder.
Muyoungâs outer appearance. Those six wings and that odd sense of extremity, how could he explain it? He wasnât a devil, an angel, or a human, or even a dokkaebi.
If good and evil existed in this world, it was like he stood exactly in the middle.
It was the first time Shar-Shazar had met someone this strange.
That was why he could not play games as he did with Yatar. This was because Muyoung wasnât an opponent he could fool around with. Just from looking at him, he felt like all his hair was standing on end.
âI will see if your lightning can still block my attacks.â
Muyoung held Anguish.
Then, an intense wave of light flooded the surroundings.
The stage was set up sooner than he had expected. He was going to gather his army and make preparations to attack Shar-Shazar, but, if he could kill him without any loss in this 1-on-1 duel, it was just as good.
As Muyoung could just act before the news reached Demon King Enroth.
Blaaaze!
Soon, the light that emitted from the sword became a fire, and swallowed Muyoungâs whole body.
Muyoung spread his wings and prepared to fly.
âThese flamesâ¦!â
Shar-Shazar was surprised once again.
He couldnât help but be surprised.
The flames that spread around Muyoung were something he was very familiar with.
The enemy of all demons, Diablo!
The flames Muyoung had were very similar to Diabloâs.
Muyoung didnât care what Shar-Shazar was thinking, and leaped lightly.
Zzzzinnng! Zzzaaang!
A wall of electricity blocked Muyoung. Normally, the wall would have burned everything it touched, but in front of Muyoungâs flames, they were of no use.
The holy flames negated ones that were lower than their ârankâ. Even if the lightning was Shar-Shazarâs authority, this meant that it was lower in rank compared to the holy flames.
âEeeeekk!â
And Shar-Shazar wasnât the type to not realize this.
And so, he clenched his teeth more tightly. It would be embarrassing to be so overpowered by someone who was nothing more than a mere mixed breed.
Clang! Zzang! Thud!
Powers gathered. From the sky, a gigantic storm formed, and lightning shot down, making Shar-Shazarâs wall thicker.
The battle between shield and sword.
The fight of whether the sword pierces or the shield blocks had begun.
However, this simple action was enough to blow up the whole village.
Of course, if those flames were what Shar-Shazar thought they were, there would, of course, be a gap in their rank butâ¦
âHow do you possess those flames?!â
That couldnât be possible.
Diablo was originally a demon god who shouldnât exist in this world. An irregular.
There couldnât be two of this sort of absurd existence.
If Muyoung had a relationship with Diablo, he was someone who all the demon kings and the demon gods should pay attention to. They would all try to get rid of Muyoung.
And if Shar-Shazar were to kill Muyoung right now, his value would grow even higher.
But, Muyoung didnât reply.
Instead, he showed him.
Craaaash!
Whenever Anguish struck like a whip, flames poured out and cracked the wall in numerous ways.
âIf you donât want to answer, I will force it out of you!â
Shar-Shazar changed his mind.
Although there was a difference in their powerâs rank, he wasnât an opponent he couldnât win against.
If Muyoung wasnât going to answer, he was going to force it out of him.
Then, the wall of electricity slowly started to clump up. And, formed a shape of a sword. Shar-Shazar held a sword.
It didnât take long for him to find out that this was a grieve mistake.
Clang!
The sword made out of electricity broke.
Muyoung was the master of all swords. He could see through everything that was considered a âswordâ.
Even if it was a sword made out of electricity, as long as it was a sword, it couldnât escape Muyoungâs eyes.
Grains exist even in electrical currents. Therefore, if it was in sword form, Muyoung could see the grains even more easily.
Shar-Shazar paused for a moment. He never thought his sword of lightning would be overturned this easily.
âSo boring.â
Muyoung spoke with sincerity.
Even in his past life, Muyoung had not fought against a demon king.
Muyoung had mostly killed humans, and demon kings werenât opponents he needed to face.
However, there was something he definitely felt from observing.
This was a demon king. A being that was higher than any devils.
Of course, in all things, there would be exceptions. This also applied to Shar-Shazar.
And so, Muyoung had high expectations, but if it continued like this, he was no different than any other devils.
âBor-ring?â
That word had triggered Sha-Shazarâs pride.
An unknown, strange presence. Additionally, due to Diabloâs flames, he was confused.
âHe dares call me boring?!â
Shar-Shazar had a strong sense of pride. And not even a demon god, but an ambiguous mix of races had touched his pride.
Claaaash! Craaash!
Black lightning shot down, covering Shar-Shazarâs whole body.
Then, the black lightning became his armor and helmet.
It wasnât like normal where he was naked. He had now put on some armor.
âNo one has lived after seeing me in this form.â
Shar-Shazar provoked Muyoung.
He showed his self-confidence. It wasnât an armor he showed just anyone, and showing this armor meant that he was definitely going to kill his opponent!
It meant he wanted to fight properly.
Muyoung slightly raised the corners of his lips.
Shar-Shazarâs true appearance. The Demon King of Black Lightning, Shar-Shazar!
âNow, it should be worth fighting.â
Muyoung hadnât even fully stretched his body yet.
Even the 127th stage of the battlefield couldnât make him sweat.
For the first time, he was fighting a âdemon kingâ.
So, while he fought Shar-Shazar, he was going to sweat like crazy and find out more about his limits.
Shar-Shazar needed to try harder than this.
Then, when Muyoung erased the smile from his face, the counter-attack started.
Claaaang!
Huge black bolts of lightning struck and swallowed Muyoung.
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Flash!
Huge rays of light flashed everywhere.
A fight between strong beings would always make the land tremble. Also, it influenced others in their surroundings.
However, the light suddenly became calm. It was the moment when one being disappeared and returned to the land.
âShar-Shazarâs star has gone out.â
A huge castle on top of a hill.
A man was sitting on a throne in the center of the castle, wearing a black cape.
Enroth.
Some called him the âDemon King of the Endâ, and others called him the âDemon King of Iron Bloodâ.
The names given as his accomplishments were all gruesome and nightmarish.
And Enroth knew that one of his three stars had fallen.
The stars of the land had whispered it to him.
âThe Demon King of Lightning hasâ¦?!â
âWho in the world harmed him?â
âWas it another demon king?â
Murmur!
Numerous devil underlings were always on standby.
If they were to spread their wings, the land would die. All living things on this land would disappear. However, this would only happen if an order was given.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Enroth got up from his seat.
A huge figure. He was big enough to make most giants look small.
He threw his staff into the air. This staff, that he received from Amon, the Demon God who could use all sorts of different magic, had the power of knowledge.
âThe one who harmed Shar-Shazar isnât a demon king.â
âIs it another demon god?â
âIt isnât a demon god.â
âThen, is it one of the transcendental beings?â
âThe owner of all mountains, the king of all dragons, and the child of the moon. No, it isnât one of them either.â
The four transcendental beings who existed in different parts of the world.
If it was one of them, they could kill Shar-Shazar.
However, it wasnât one of the four either.
âThen who in the world could harm the Demon King of Lightning? It canât be possible.â
âHe is a human being.â
The staff of knowledge was telling him that the person who killed Shar-Shazar was a human. However, that was all. No other information could be known besides this.
Nothing like this had ever happened. Unless the target was of the same or similar rank as a demon god, the knowledge wouldnât activate. But, even when he activated his power of knowledge, there wasnât much information he could find outâ¦
This could only mean one thing.
âHe is a âfissureâ.â
A being who escaped death.
An unknown fissure was something that the demon gods were vigilant towards.
As they were unsure what would come out and what sort of phenomenon it could bring, they called it a âfissureâ.
The one who controlled fissures the best was the Demon God of the 1st Seat, Baal, but fissures werenât something that even he could fully control.
The human who killed Shar-Shazar was no different than a fissure.
The fissure had to be obliterated as as soon as it was observed. Especially if it wasnât a fissure that was purposely created.
âStarting now, go to the area where Shar-Shazar was in charge of. And, kill the human.â
Enroth had given them an order.
Swooosh!
At that moment, hundreds of thousands of devils all spread their wings.
Whenever they spread their wings, the land died without exception. Within that land, all living beings died. The same thing would happen again this time.
Through Enrothâs order.
This was an inevitable end.