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58 – 58. The Roar of the Demons (2)

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The monster of the Chaos Realm, adorned with sharp iron scales, was engulfed in fierce crimson flames.

Unbelievable.

That the fearsome Iron Dragons, more vicious than any other creatures, would be so ruthlessly decimated.

The sight of the gigantic monster, which had ravaged the wastelands with sharp claws and a massive tail, reduced to mere ashes, was truly eerie. The disciples of the Disaster God, who had summoned the monsters of the Chaos Realm as a last resort, were astonished by the might of Rudmila, who was almost like a demigod.

“The Red Dragon of the Empire is so powerful!”

“We had expected some power as one of the Seven Great Rivers, but… it’s an unbelievable monster!”

Even in the Chaos Realm where numerous monsters roamed, the Iron Dragons, who were at the top of the food chain, were expected to fall so one-sidedly.

This was a catastrophe.

At least they had hoped the Iron Dragons would hold out until the Emperor was executed.

There was no communication from the Apostles of the Blood Covenant. They were probably still pursuing the Emperor.

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Even the last remaining Iron Dragon finally met its end at the hands of Rudmila.

Though it had managed to withstand the flames with its strong regenerative abilities, its collapse was only a matter of time. Ultimately, like the other creatures, it would become a sacrifice to the Red Dragon.

“The Red Dragon.”

“Your rampage ends here.”

The knight-priests who worshipped the Disaster God aimed at Rudmila from behind. They immediately activated their divine powers and brandished their black blades.

Rudmila, who had vanquished all the Iron Dragons, had to return to the Imperial City for all their plans to crumble. Feeling the urgency, she tried to buy as much time as possible.

However-.

“Are you the crowd of the Disaster God who instigated the nobles to rebel?”

Rudmila sent a sharp gaze towards the knight-priests as she reached out her hand.

Flames erupted.

The flames of the Red Dragon engulfed the knight-priests wretchedly.

The protection of the Disaster God was obliterated in the fierce blaze. The knight-priests engulfed in the flames let out agonizing screams as they burned to ashes.

“Indeed, it is the Red Dragon. To incinerate the Iron Dragons of the Chaos Realm in an instant…!”

A swirling whirlpool of a dark color surged towards Rudmila. Rudmila unfolded a wall of flames around her, lightly blocking the attack.

The figure who assaulted the Red Dragon was an elderly man with a face full of wrinkles.

An advisor.

The mastermind behind the downfall of the Empire revealed himself.

Rudmila immediately saw through that the elderly man who appeared from the shadows was the leader of the worshippers of the Disaster God. The ominous aura emanating from the old man was as deadly as venom, making him a formidable adversary.

“An extremely venomous whirlpool. If I hadn’t blocked it, my flesh would have melted away. It boasted a toxic potency akin to the breath of a Black Dragon.”

But it was futile.

No amount of venom could penetrate the scorching authority of Rudmila like the burning flames.

As the knight-priests of the Disaster God shrunk back in the face of Rudmila’s fierce presence, which had incinerated the Iron Dragons without mercy, the flames that had torched the Iron Dragons resurfaced.

“Pay for your sins of invading the Valteria Empire, heretic.”

“You are truly arrogant, Red Dragon. How many lives have you trampled on for the Empire until now?”

“…Daring to spout sophistry, I see.”

“It’s called hypocrisy to treat the truth as sophistry.”

Thud.

The old man struck his staff down.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the passageway of the Chaos Realm, which had been spinning in reverse, roared. The trap that ensnared the Red Dragon at the center was activated.

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Pressure bore down on her entire body.

As if bound by invisible chains, Rudmila began to be dragged in.

“Ugh! It was a trap to draw me in! Such a petty trick befitting heretics!”

Rudmila desperately resisted, spewing flames.

However, the passageway of the Chaos Realm, which had greedily drained the life force of thousands, mercilessly refused to release the ensnared Red Dragon.

There was no way to escape.

Bound in its entirety, Rudmila was sealed within the Chaos Realm.

At last, the Red Dragon was confined within the grasp of the Chaos Realm.

The knight-priests, who watched the scene with trembling gazes, breathed a sigh of relief. They had been banished to a realm completely cut off from the mortal world, and there was no way for them to return immediately.

The trap was successful.

Just when they were feeling relieved-.

“Oh, my goodness…! Argh!!”

A rift appeared in the space that divided the Chaos Realm and the present world, unleashing a fierce hellfire. The scorching hellfire surged towards the old man as if it had a consciousness of its own.

It was the crimson flames of a red dragon.

The newly appointed knights gazed in astonishment as the chief of staff was engulfed in flames.

Crackle! Crackle!

But that wasn’t all.

A rumbling sound echoed as the rift split deeper like spider silk.

It was a passage to the Chaos Realm.

From the rift where the flames unexpectedly poured out, the roar of the red dragon reverberated.

It was like a vicious beast caught in a trap trying to return. The intense blaze spread like a flashing current, beginning to break the still-open pathway.

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Uninvited guests appeared in the paradise of fairies adorned with large plants and icy crystals.

The Apostle of Blood,

And a Holy Sword user serving the Catastrophe Deity.

Summoned from the radiant void, Edanant and Ariel landed on the ground and immediately launched attacks at each other. The paradise of fairies, swept by a fierce storm, was shrouded in dust.

“A Holy Sword user serving the Catastrophe Deity?! Who are you, really! No, even more…!”

As the muskets deployed under the protection of the Catastrophe Deity continued to fire, pressuring Ariel, cracks in her defense began to show.

Clang. Clatter.

It was dangerous.

The black bullets fired from the muskets were magical bullets maximizing penetration.

Even while skillfully handling hundreds of muskets, Edanant attempted a close combat by brandishing his sword, causing Ariel to retaliate with clenched lips.

“You, you…! You’re a disciple worshiping the Catastrophe Deity! But why do you follow the Baltaria Empire, the ones who killed your compatriots?!”

“Compatriots? How amusing.”

If we were to describe it, it was a gap in experience.

Edanant clearly held the upper hand in battle.

As soon as the muskets appeared, he began to unleash his full force without hesitation.

“Ugh!”

Ariel fought back, wielding a spear made of her own blood, but she was clearly at a disadvantage.

Skill, experience, proficiency.

She was inferior in every aspect.

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Realizing this, she bit her lip.

Despite accumulating experience and skill while battling the vicious monsters of the Chaos Realm, was it still not enough? She even experienced the humiliation of crumbling unilaterally if not for the intervention of the Sage’s Protection.

“Why is he so fast!”

The coordination between blades and bullets was flawless.

She was astonished by the aggressive assault without hesitation.

It was right after invoking the protection.

The one who had been fleeing with his tail between his legs had transformed into a specter of the battlefield.

“Why didn’t he invoke the protection? If he had done so from the beginning, he wouldn’t have faced the humiliation of fleeing one after another… Could it be that he didn’t want to reveal being a disciple of the Catastrophe Deity to the others? So, he fled while hiding his true identity?”

It was disgraceful.

To have avoided the fight for such a trivial reason.

Anger surged.

Even the fact that he had hidden his true power.

That he felt ashamed of being a disciple of the Catastrophe Deity.

And that he followed the Empire, which had committed countless massacres under the pretext of purging heretics.

There was nothing she could not detest.

“For the blind followers of the Earth Mother!!”

Shouting with bloodshot eyes.

Numerous spell formations unfolded in response to the humiliating rage, overwhelming Edanant.

It was a wise choice.

Surely because he had a significant advantage in ‘firepower’ and ‘endurance’.

The Sage’s Protection contained almost infinite magic power. Therefore, by repeatedly engaging in consumption battles, he could obliterate the traitor who sided with the Empire.

“Arise, O blood of the righteous.”

Ariel drew a dagger made of blood.

Then, without hesitation, she reached out a hand and began to mercilessly tear through her forearm.

Blood trickled down.

The self-inflicted harm was a step towards a ritual.

It was also an offering to accept the disaster god of the first blood into the flesh.

As if to prove him, a pool of first blood blossomed on the ground, blooming like a strange formation of lilies. It was the intention of the disaster god to gladly accept the offering made by the devout apostle.

Opposing god (逆神).

Manifesting divinity through the flesh.

Different from the gods who simply place their protection on the flesh, this was a liberation of divinity.

“Edanant!!”

Hair, once beautiful like black silk, now turned crimson like first blood.

But that wasn’t all.

As the eyes turned beastly and the fangs grew long and sharp, the swirling power of first blood grew fiercely like a whirlwind. It wasn’t just a change in appearance, the sense of oppression became even heavier.

The disaster god descended upon the slender woman’s body.

A god and a vampire,

A vampire and a god.

Unleashing devastating spells, a being of half god and half demon shook off its savagery. The number of spells unleashed was surprisingly close to a thousand, enough to fill the air.

“Hoo….”

The presence of the disaster god was clearly felt.

Surely, he was about to unleash the opposing god recklessly.

Edanant looked at the disaster god with a gaze that seemed to say, “What can I do?”

There was no way around it.

This time, there was no other choice.

To confront the disaster god, one had to summon another disaster god. With a face that was close to resignation in the extreme situation, Edanant muttered, “May war be eternal.”

Feeling a mix of emotions in a fleeting moment, Edanant let out a heavy sigh and drew a pistol.

And pointed the barrel at himself.

More precisely, at his chest where his heart was located.

Bang!

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

Simultaneously, the bullet pierced through his heart.

“… What, war?”

Ariel and the transformed disaster god of first blood muttered in a bewildered voice.

Shurururuk.

Fine particles, like gunpowder, flowed out of the hole in his chest created by the bullet. Gradually, the particles merged to form a sturdy metal.

Before long, the black metals covered Edanant, molding into a full-body armor.

– You’ve finally awakened me.

A voice, as compassionate as a mother and as passionate as a lover, whispered longing.

The joy of reunion,

And the fervor for war.

– Edanant.

The disaster god, who had accepted the apostle’s call, willingly granted his divine power. The disaster god’s divine power, fluttering like a butterfly, circled around Edanant, awaiting his command.

Clang. Clang.

Metallic sounds rang out.

Subsequently, numerous firearms appeared in the air.

Not just muskets.

Various firearms used in warfare, including cannons, emerged. It was as if the terror of war was materializing, completing the firepower.