YM778.TV Side Story Chapter 109 - Demonic Sword Midir (3)
Side Story Chapter 109 - Demonic Sword Midir (3)
The chant “Is he/she dead?” was a miracle-level resurrection spell that could revive even a corpse in a grave.
“What the hell are you talking about?!”
“I’m disappointed in you, Yeon-Joo! Squadron Leader is disappointed in you!!”
“Stop fucking around!! There’s no way she would have been revived from what I said!!”
‘Well, that’s true.’
It was nothing but a coincidence. However, that didn’t matter— what mattered was that Kang-Woo gained a reason to blame Yeon-Joo.
“Whatever the case, this is all your fault, Yeon-Joo.”
“Whaaaaaaaat?!! That’s so fucking unfair!!!”
“I can’t let this slide even if you’re my wife.”
Kang-Woo approached Yeon-Joo with a serious expression. Yeon-Joo flinched as she stepped backward and averted her gaze from Kang-Woo.
“Wh-What? What are you gonna do about it, then?”
“Cheer for me by saying Do your best, oppa.”
“Fuck you.”
“Just once.”
“No.”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! I’M SO SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!! I HAVE TO FIGHT AGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN THANKS TO A CERTAIN PERSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!! I WOULDN’T BE FIGHTING RIGHT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW IF YOU DIDN’T SAY THOSE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORDS!!!”
“Wh-What the...”
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHH! IT HURTS!! SO MUUUUUUUUCH!!! MY WOUNDS FROM EARLIER HURTS SO MUUUUUUUUUUCH!!!”
“They’re already healed, dammit!!!”
“IS THERE ANYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE WHO CAN TREAT MY WOOOOOOOOOOOUNDS?!!”
“Arrrggghhh!!! Fine!! I’ll say it, so shut the fuck up already!!!”
“WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!”
Yeon-Joo turned red from anger. She lowered her head as she twisted in embarrassment and whispered, “D-Don’t get hurt and do your b-best, o-op...”
“THEY’RE GETTING WOOOOOOORSE FROM NEGLEEEEEEEEEECT!!!”
“AAARRRGGGHHH!! Do your best, o-o-o-oppa~”
“‘Kay.”
‘My power level has skyrocketed.’
“You can trust oppa, Yeon-Joo. However many times the enemy resurrects, I’ll keep fighting for you.”
He tilted his head forty-five degrees and even winked at her.
‘I’m so cool. I think I’m falling for myself.’
“...” Yeon-Joo’s expression crumpled. “Could you just die?”
“I literally can’t.”
“Fuck.”
‘Yeah, the Demonic Sea is a bit overpowered.’
[Hm? What? You’re not gonna fight?]
Midir tilted her head as she stared at Kang-Woo after absorbing the entire black swamp. Kang-Woo gestured at Yeon-Joo to fall back and walked toward Midir.
Fwoosh—!
The Flames of Voracity wrapped around him like a snake.
“No, I’m just getting started.”
Kang-Woo bared his teeth and licked his lips. Midir, covered in dark blue light, was emitting energy so powerful that it was giving Kang-Woo goosebumps.
‘Ten-star relics are fucking awesome.’
It was to the point that he wondered whether a single relic should have this much power.
‘If this is a ten-star relic, how powerful are eleven and twelve-star relics?’
They were only recorded in history and did not currently exist in the Tower but Kang-Woo couldn\'t help but be curious.
‘But I’ll think about it later.’
He needed to focus on the enemy in front of him for now.
[KYAHAHAHAHA! YES!!! THAT’S MORE LIKE IT!]
Midir laughed crazily and crouched.
Boom!
She jumped high in the air like a spring.
[LET’S PLAY SOME MOOOOOOOOOOORE!!!]
Midir somersaulted in midair and swung her sword. A dark blue laser thicker than before was shot at Kang-Woo.
“Fuuu,” Kang-Woo took a deep breath and focused.
He swung his black blade covered in the Flames of Voracity up to deflect the dark blue laser.
[NOT YET! NOT YET! NOT YET! NOT YET!]
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Midir stayed up in the air and repeatedly swung her sword. This time, tiny lasers poured down like rainfall.
“Pushing with quantity this time, huh?”
Kang-Woo smiled and cut his wrist with his blade. Black blood shot up like a fountain and he spun like a top with his arms out to the side. The black blood splattered in a circle and black mucus burst out from where the blood hit the ground.
Wriggle—!
The black mucus gathered to form a dome and enveloped the surroundings. The dark blue lasers were sucked into the black mucus and vanished.
[URRRGGGHHH!!!]
Midir gripped her sword with both hands and raised it over her head, dark blue light gathering toward it. The light grew stronger with each second.
“Wow! More than three seconds to prepare a technique? Must be a strong-ass skill!”
Kang-Woo chuckled as he flew upward. He was not idiotic enough to wait until his opponent was finished blatantly preparing her massive technique.
“My balls are shriveling up from terror!”
Three seconds was like an eternity in a battle between transcendentally powerful beings like Kang-Woo.
“How do you expect me to get hit by that, dumbass?”
He wouldn’t get hit by an attack that took three seconds just to prepare. Kang-Woo reached Midir, who was charging up her energy, in a flash and kicked her in the stomach.
[KYAAAHH!!!]
The dark blue light gathering around the sword dispersed. Kang-Woo flapped his wings and flew toward the falling Midir to reach the ground before she did.
“I WONDEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!” Kang-Woo took out the black blade from his palm and grabbed it with both hands. “IF I’LL MAKE IT TO THE KBO LEAGUE THIS YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!”
BASH—!!!
The black blade smashed into a dark blue barrier that formed all of a sudden. Midir was blown back upward as the sound of a bat hitting a baseball echoed. Kang-Woo stared at Midir flying away in a perfect arc and ran like crazy with a strong grip on his blade.
“LET ME SHOW YOU THE SWORD TECHNIQUE I LEARNED FROM SI-HUN—!!!”
He gripped the black blade he pulled out like a sword.
[Kyaahh! Kurgh!]
Midir raised her sword as she was blown away into the air. She managed to deflect the last attack by creating a barrier but she would be cleaved into two if she were slashed again.
“Heavenly Dragon Sword Technique, Esoteric Move.”
Kang-Woo raised his sword above his head as he ran like crazy toward Midir, and... flung it backward.
“HEAVENLY DRAGON FLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!”
He used the momentum of his dash to jump high, brought his legs together, and straightened them as he shot downward.
[Wh-What?! W-Wait a second!]
Midir quickly lowered her demonic sword that she had raised to block the downward slash but she couldn’t block the dropkick to her abdomen.
BASH—!!!
[KYAAAAAAHHH!!!]
Slam! Slam! Slam!
She took a direct hit from the dropkick and tumbled across the ground like a skipping stone, her waist bent forward ninety degrees.
[Kurgh, urgh! Cough!] Midir crawled on the ground like an insect, grabbing her stomach. [Y-You said... sword technique...!]
“A true swordsman’s entire body is a sword.”
Hence, a dropkick was also a sword technique.
[C-Cough! Wh-What the hell... are you talking... about... you lunatic?]
“I’d rather not be called that by you.”
Being called a lunatic by Midir, who acted like a mental patient from the moment of her appearance, was very unpleasant.
[Haaa, haaa,] Midir panted heavily and frowned.
She gathered all of the darkness in the black swamp but it had not been enough to surpass that monster.
‘In that case.’
Midir’s eyes set ablaze with dark blue flames. Since she was no match for Kang-Woo in a frontal assault, there was only one other choice.
“Huh? Did you give up on running wild?”
Kang-Woo smirked as he reformed a black blade he had thrown away.
[Kyahahaha! I’m just getting started!]
Midir laughed crazily again and stomped her foot. She sped toward Kang-Woo as she stepped on the air.
“You’re charging right at me after everything you went through?”
She would have more of a chance if she fired lasers as she ran away but running straight at him was practically suicide. No matter how powerful Midir was, Kang-Woo was in another league.
[KYAHAHAHAHA!! THEN TRY TO BLOCK THIS!!!]
Midir swung her sword as her eyes gleamed with madness. Kang-Woo raised his blade to block Midir’s attack with ease.
Stab!
Instead of blocking with her sword, Midir jumped toward Kang-Woo’s blade to get stabbed.
[Kehe!! Kehehehehe!!]
She grabbed Kang-Woo’s hand holding the black blade.
[Now, then...] Midir giggled even as she vomited blood, dark blue flames still setting her eyes ablaze. She said sweetly, [It’s time for you to taste despair ❤]
The dark blue light flowed from Midir’s arms into Kang-Woo.
“Ah...”
Kang-Woo’s eyes and mouth widened. An overwhelming sense of despair entered him through Midir’s hands. Countless negative thoughts took over him. It felt like the entire world had ended and everything he ever loved was squashed into a pulp. However...
“How cute,” Kang-Woo smirked.
[Huh...?] Midir stared at the smiling Kang-Woo in disbelief. [Wh-What? Did the despair not reach him?]
Negative emotions from even before the Tower of Creation was built were accumulated inside her. No one could stay sane after taking the full force of such emotions. Even Oh Hyun-Seong had writhed in agony as he screamed his lungs out for an entire day just from infusing a tiny portion of the despair inside Midir.
“Don’t put me on the same level as him.”
Kang-Woo cackled and snatched the demonic sword away from Midir. However, Midir was still inside Hyun-Seong’s body; it seemed like she wouldn’t lose control over the body just because she wasn’t in contact with the demonic sword.
‘In that case.’
Kang-Woo held the sword in a reverse grip and stuck it into Midir’s thigh.
“It’s my turn now, isn’t it?”
Kang-Woo’s despair, accumulated from the ten millennia he spent in the Nine Hells, flowed into Midir through the demonic sword this time.
[KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!]
Midir screams rang throughout the surroundings. The entity that grew stronger by devouring negative emotions tasted despair she had never experienced before.