Chapter 379: Reunion (2)
"Move."
Kim Minwoo, stepping forward past Yoo Honbi, gripped Hell Rhapsody and kicked off the ground.
Mutakta also raised his massive greatsword, Butcher.
The energy condensed to the limit within his roughly 3-meter physical body was crushing the atmosphere just by him exhaling, distorting the surrounding space like a haze.
The moment the distance between the two narrowed.
Kim Minwoo unhesitatingly pulled out all the cards he had.
[Using skill, Descent (EX)!]
[The crown, heart, ring, and belt of the Death Lord resonate perfectly!]
The divinity governing death tore through the blood-red sky and fell to the lower realm.
The distant mana spewed by the four pieces of the Death Lord's legacy wrapped Kim Minwoo's entire body without a single gap.
In particular, the massive power spewing from the newly fused belt flowed through his blood vessels, explosively expanding all the stats of his physical body.
[Authority, Maestro of the Underworld (EX) is deployed!]
The Mythical-rank demonic sword Hell Rhapsody held in Kim Minwoo's hand scattered a bizarre dissonance in the empty air and became the baton leading the symphony of destruction.
At his single breath and fine muscle movement, the entire legion began to be perfectly tuned on a soul level.
The ones who raised the tempo of the first attack with a gesture of the conductor's chin were Cedric and Vulcan.
When Cedric's spear draped in blood-red dragon scales dug into Mutakta's chest like a thunderbolt, the moment the guy tried to counterattack by raising his greatsword imbued with compressed energy.
The tip of Kim Minwoo's sword aimed downward very minutely.
Without even a delay, Vulcan's black flame whip completely burned and blocked his retreat, and Olivia's nails, which had been seeping in the shadow, soundlessly tore apart his blind spot.
By the time Mutakta tried to stomp his foot in annoyance, Merhen's magic, having already soared into the air, had frozen the earth beneath his feet into a sub-zero swamp.
Perfect variable control.
Right after the Legion Commanders' offensive swept through, the conductor's tempo accelerated like a raging storm.
Dozens of Dragon Tooth Soldiers surged like a storm.
Under Kim Minwoo's absolute command, they interlocked and turned like a single massive cogwheel.
Cheolgeureok―!
The moment Mutakta ignorantly swung his greatsword horizontally with an annoyed roar.
The Dragon Tooth Soldiers in the vanguard transformed into heavy infantry holding massive tower shields in real-time and deflected that overwhelming mass.
And in that perfect momentary opening where the shockwave bounced off.
As the conductor's sword flashed once, the Dragon Tooth Soldiers waiting behind the shields transformed into assassins in the empty air and mercilessly thrust their daggers into the guy's joints.
The skeletons that retreated to the rear immediately transformed into priests and archers, sprinkling blessings of madness upon their allies while pouring down mana arrows like heavy rain.
Offense and defense, support and checks. A fantastic symphonic performance ignoring physical limits, where everything changed forms in real-time and poured down matching Kim Minwoo's gaze and breath.
A perfect legion formation without even the delay needed to change classes.
It was a sight she had already clearly witnessed with her two eyes when they slaughtered the orc legion.
However, seeing it in real action, the shock was beyond imagination.
'Against that monster…… he's not being pushed back at all?'
It was Mutakta who had brought bone-deep despair by lightly deflecting even the hundreds of exchanges of the Heavenly Demon Divine Arts she poured her everything into, as if swatting away a fly.
However, against such an overwhelming disaster, Kim Minwoo did not retreat even an inch.
At the most fierce frontline, he directly deflected Mutakta's brutal strikes with Hell Rhapsody, while simultaneously resonating the mana and life force of a legion of tens of thousands to the tip of his sword, inevitably cracking the guy's compressed breastplate and carving out his flesh with compressed slashes.
The legion of dozens, hundreds moving like a single massive organism solely named Kim Minwoo. A life-or-death struggle between out-of-standard monsters where not even a single inch of room existed for her to intervene.
Yoo Honbi bit her lip to the point where blood seeped out, but she couldn't even feel the pain.
The paltry pride of being one of the Seven Lords of the world was being thoroughly shattered to pieces before that distant, abyssal gap in martial prowess.
It was that moment.
Mutakta roared.
Even while being battered by thousands of attacks, the guy did not sustain a fatal wound. The energy compressed to the limit exploded like a volcano along his greatsword.
Kwaaaaaaang―!!!
The earth was overturned whole.
The moment that compressed authority burst out in all directions.
Mutakta's massive body disappeared from vision like a lie.
A chillingly seasoned combat maneuver that only overwhelming martial prowess, honed through tens of thousands of battlefields, could show.
Utilizing the aftermath of the explosion in reverse, he bounced the Legion Commanders blocking his vision in all directions and turned the Dragon Tooth Soldiers standing in his way into dust, while already having dug into a blind spot.
For an instant, the center of the battlefield perfectly emptied out like the eye of a storm.
A space where all cumbersome obstacles were completely cleared away.
A perfect one-on-one formation was completed, leaving only Kim Minwoo and Mutakta behind.
Kim Minwoo's instincts rang a warning light.
He immediately realized the guy's intention.
It was a brutal direct attack intended to forcibly reset the board entirely and directly snap the neck of the summoner, the main body, since the summons' linked attacks were being bothersome.
As if proving that overwhelming and cunning breakthrough power, Mutakta's greatsword was already falling like a thunderbolt toward the crown of Kim Minwoo's head before anyone knew it.
A strike that seemed as if it would crush a mountain range.
'I can't dodge.'
If he clumsily tried to dodge or block it, he would be turned into meat paste right then and there.
'Throw everything in, down to the very bottom.'
He could only survive if he scraped together every card he had to the bottom and smashed it in.
Kim Minwoo faced it head-on without taking even a single step back.
[Using skill, Guidance of Destiny (SSS)!]
[Target, Park Siwoo. Future viewpoint of 95 favorability and possession degree are applied!]
The realm of transcendence that tears apart the boundaries of the material realm.
Mind Sword.
Hell Rhapsody caused pitch-black noise.
Twisting causality, it established only the intention to cut and the result of being cut in the empty air.
Seogeok―!
Mutakta's compressed breastplate, which seemed absolutely impenetrable, cracked wide open as bright red blood surged like a fountain.
Before the absolute slash that had cut down even the Dragon Lord Arcaea, no matter how brutally Mutakta had compressed his energy, he could never remain intact.
A deep scar, exposing bone, was carved into his chest.
Normally, it would be normal to scream in pain or panic.
However…….
―……Ho?
The murderous intent spewing from Mutakta's massive body twisted bizarrely in an instant.
The guy smoothly wiped the bright red blood pouring from his chest with his hand, then stuck out his long tongue and licked it.
―Keuheuh…… Kuhahahahaha!
His blood-red pupils were gleaming wildly with chilling joy.
An existence that had left a scar on his compressed physical body for the first time in decades. That pain instead thrillingly stimulated the brain of the battle-crazed who had been rotting in boredom, perfectly sucking him into the abyss of struggle.
―Not bad!
A battle-crazed who rather became drenched in madness the more he was hurt.
Mutakta, filled with explosive joy instead of rage, gathered all his authority into his greatsword and swung it horizontally.
Kim Minwoo also compressed the power of Descent and the trajectory of the Mind Sword to the limit in Hell Rhapsody and clashed head-on.
Kwaaaaaaang―!!!!!
Death and the energy of the Outer God exploded at a single point.
Jjeojeojeojeok―!
Along with a terrible rupturing sound like a glass window breaking, a massive dimensional rift opened its maw in the empty air.
And beyond that torn gap, a panoramic view of a brilliant and magnificent city began to pour in like a waterfall, along with clear and crisp air instead of a blood-red atmosphere.
"Th-that place is……!"
"Could it be, the Heavenly City we only heard of in legends……?!"
The two eyes of the martial artists, who had taken refuge on top of the fortress wall and were holding their breaths, expanded as if they would tear.
They were stragglers who had been forcibly left behind on this hellish planet, unable to escape into the dimensional rift on the day their homeland was destroyed in the past.
The single vain rumor they had been holding onto in that terrible hell while barely surviving day by day like beasts, chased by the Outer God's creations.
―Even if the planet is destroyed, somewhere in the universe exists a final sanctuary for humanity.
They had thought it was just a false rumor made up to forget despair. However, the scenery of that brilliant city seen beyond the torn dimension now was chillingly identical to the appearance of that absolute sanctuary they had only heard passed down orally in their childhood!
"It's the door that will save us! The path to the real Heavenly City has opened!"
The faces of the stragglers, who had been steeped in despair, were instantly covered with astonishment and joy.
Yoo Honbi, who had vomited blood after being swept up in the aftermath, shouted with bloodshot eyes.
"Elder! Take the people and jump into the passage right now!"
"L-Lord! How could we leave only you, My Lord……!"
"It's a command! Burdens, get out right now!!"
Coming to their senses only after the Heavenly Demon's frosty shout, the martial artists hoisted the injured and children on their backs and began to run toward the torn dimensional rift.
Even though hundreds of the weak were running away beyond the dimension right before his eyes, Mutakta didn't even give them a glance. The apostle's blood-red eye glints contained only Kim Minwoo.
Kim Minwoo shook the blood off Hell Rhapsody with a tuk and glanced backward.
"Hey, Heavenly Demon. Aren't you running away?"
Yoo Honbi re-gripped the blade of her broken demonic sword and ground her teeth like a beast.
"Running away is enough with just that one time in the past."
Her dark red demonic energy surged like a volcano once again toward the blood-red sky.
Neither the collapse of her pride nor the desperate sense of defeat mattered at this very moment.
If only she could somehow tear apart that sworn enemy before her eyes, she was willing to gladly hold even the hand of a devil.
Kim Minwoo let out a pishik laugh at Yoo Honbi's desperate fighting spirit as she spat out blood.
"I like it. Then make sure to definitely pay your share of a life."
Taaaaaaat―!
Kim Minwoo and Yoo Honbi simultaneously kicked off the ground. Mutakta also let out a bizarre scream and swung his greatsword, condensing the Outer God's energy.
