The King of the Battlefield Chapter 284
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Chapter 284
266 Part 1
Chapter 266: A War with the Demon Gods (9)
“……”
Muyoung stood . His charred, broken, brittle hands now had flesh, and he reached out to touch his face and head .
‘I live?’
Muyoung furrowed his brow . Diablo was still alive after having regenerated once more and killed Muyoung . Meyoung had recognized his death and closed his eyes for the final time .
“My husband! He is alive!”
Another strange thing was that Muyoung saw a fairy in front of him . Was this a dream? However, Muyoung disregarded this notion because he knew that this was reality, and a harsh one at that .
‘The Seven Trials . ’
Muyoung thought he had seen those words when he opened his eyes . ‘The Seven Trials’ was the name of the power he had taken from the doppleganger . It was a mythical power that could be used to resurrect up to seven times . However, there was a penalty for each revival, and a reminder page in his status viewer popped up to refresh Muyoung’s memory .
Skill name: ‘The Seven Trials’ (None) The Immortal King overcame the impossible and perilous seven trials and earned seven lives . Lives left: Six . One loses something important for every revival .
What did Muyoung lose that was important to him? He turned back the dial on the status viewer . Everything was as Muyoung remembered in terms of statistics and skills . Muyoung confirmed that nothing was different .
“My husband! I was so worried . But don’t worry, I come with a way to crush that thing!”
“Who are you?”
Muyoung pinched his forehead . His head hurt worse than when his body had crumbled .
“Yes?”
The fairy stopped still as a statue by Muyoung’s question .
“I don’t know who you are but move aside . I have no time to play with you . ”
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Muyoung forced himself to stand up . He was in the middle of a battle, and while he was not fully healed, there was no time to rest . He still had six lives left . Diablo could not revive limitlessly if it had similar powers as Muyoung .
‘Let’s see who finishes first . ’
Muyoung gripped Anguish, and it wailed in pain as his energies flowed . Muyoung ignored Anguish’s moans of disobedience . Crimson Balrog shouted not from agony, but to announce Muyoung’s revival .
“You did well . ”
Crimson Balrog’s condition was gruesome, but his delight in seeing Muyoung’s revival was as if he was healed . With a thud, Crimson Balrog’s body crumbled . It was a miracle he had endured up to this time . Amon and Gremory had also gone down .
‘Am I the only one left?’
Muyoung still felt as if his head would burst . He saw the Hell Horse stand beside him as if to answer Muyoung’s question with a nay . (P/E: Or “neigh” . Lol!)
“You, you’re the Hell Horse . ”
Muyoung barely managed to recognize him, and time seemed not to be the reason why his memory was so hazy . Was this a side effect of reviving, or a temporary phenomenon? Muyoung shook his head . It was not the time to contemplate such things .
Hundreds of unicorns gathered as the Hell Horse whinnied . They may buy Muyoung some time since unicorns had water and divine properties .
“You have no obligation to help me . ”
However, Muyoung shook his head since he knew that the Hell Horse no longer needed to act on Muyoung’s behalf . Muyoung had already received help three times, and the Kingslayer was no more . The Hell Horse was free, but he also did not listen to Muyoung’s words .
Instead, the Hell Horse charged at Diablo before Muyoung did . The Hell Horse had always been like that and would act by his own whims rather than listen to Muyoung .
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Muyoung spread his wings . ‘Once more . ’ He was not yet down and had some strength left . Muyoung would fight, and as his sword cut through the void with a whirring noise, a massive shock wave crashed like a Tidal Wave of Sound on Diablo .
Diablo screamed again, and in a battle between monsters, a myth met another myth .
“My husband…”
Woohee was struck dumb for a moment and stared at Muyoung’s back . How could he ask who she was? Did he really forget her? It had been a long time since they had met, and Muyoung was always a bit impassive towards Woohee . But he had asked Woohee who she was .
While Woohee had been a most optimistic individual, she was so flabbergasted that she froze where she stood .
“This is not the time . ”
Woohee came to her senses because she knew Muyoung could not defeat Diablo since it was an illusion, a God who did not exist!
‘Husband, you must believe in me . ’
It did not matter if Muyoung had really forgotten her . Woohee was Woohee, and Muyoung was Muyoung . Woohee would be with Muyoung, and for her to do so, he had to be alive . So, Diablo had to be removed, and Muyoung had to trust Woohee completely to do so .
‘The summoner has to be somewhere nearby . ’
Woohee quickly looked around . While everyone was down, they were not annihilated . She could find Muyoung’s subordinates hiding in the corner, including the high elves Ain and Snow .
‘It’s that woman!’
Woohee’s wings fluttered . Snow was Diablo’s summoner, or to be more exact, she built the ‘illusion’ that was Diablo . Snow was necessary to remove Diablo, and Diablo could be defeated .
“Little fairy, where are you going?”
However, Solomon appeared and held Woohee’s wings . While Solomon could not physically intervene, all fairies, including Woohee were under a contract with Solomon to create a trial and could gain a ‘house’ according to the profits of the said trial .
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