Chapter 671

- Kururururung

In the battlefield, many things were happening and there were continuous changes in the area where the dragon of this world appeared. However, only a very small number of people could directly witness these changes. The scene was covered by pouring rain and a huge steam cloud created by the explosion, making it impossible for the Allied forces to concentrate on that area. A struggle was taking place with the remaining monsters, and the Immortals in a frenzy were indiscriminately slaughtering both the Allied forces and the monsters, causing tremendous confusion. Therefore, there was no one watching what was happening in the area of Diane Simbu. However, suddenly a white torrential stream shot up through the sky and then subsided. But the changes happened again. A huge cloud appeared. It was a dark, cloudy, and murky cloud that was similar to a thundercloud that scattered heavy rain. However, it was too close to the ground to be called a cloud. And in that cloud, the faces of desperate humans constantly appeared and disappeared, wriggling as if they were alive. Those who knew that it was a collection of all the souls of those who had died so far were only a very small number. However, the huge, ominous, and eerie screams emitted by that huge cloud were whispered in the ears of everyone on the battlefield. Some people shed tears unknowingly because of the despair that was embedded in that sound. Underneath that huge cloud, there was a man holding a woman who had lost consciousness in the pouring rain. "Ah...." The man looked up at the sky with a desperate expression on his face, letting the rain hit his face. He did everything he could. In the end, he was able to recover her. But it was not a complete success. The incantation he shouted, hoping that the spirits would disappear, only brought about half success. It disappeared from Ellen Artorius's body. But it didn't disappear from the world. It was still there, making eerie sounds with a tangible form. It could find another body to inhabit, or it could bring about the destruction of everything by spreading curses throughout the world. The Demon King finally hugged the recovered girl and looked up at the sky with a stern expression. If it couldn't make it disappear, the disaster it caused would continue. It could cling to someone else. Or it could cling to Ellen Artorius's body again. Or it could cling to the Demon King's body. But suddenly, someone appeared next to the Demon King. "Something ridiculous has happened." It was an old wizard. He was a vampire named Antirianus, always with a seemingly sinister expression, even if he was devising a ridiculous plan. They achieved their first victory, but the girl fainted and the Demon King had no strength left. The Demon King sat down, holding the precious girl, and pointed his trembling finger at the sky. Even that finger had no strength. "Are you okay?" "...."

"I don't know what will happen next."

"...."

The Demon King looked at the old vampire with a face that couldn't withstand joy, his head heavy. He had no strength to speak.

"I would like to enjoy the thrill of this moment when you have finally regained everything. But I don't even have to swallow that to do it."

"...."

Intense despair. The old vampire enjoyed such things.

"If I swallow it now, wouldn't I try to kill you?"

The Demon King made a proposal to the old vampire. When he learned that Ellen Artorius had moved the spirits and Antirianus had proposed the plan. And when he saw his future of dying.

The Demon King didn't propose killing the old vampire, but a proposal that he couldn't refuse.

"What is it?"

At the very end. Would he like to become my final enemy and destroy everything I have?

If it couldn't be destroyed and it was still causing harm to the world, what about trying it before it caused any more harm?

If it wandered without finding a host, it would be a bigger problem. Someone had to carry it if it couldn't be destroyed.

So at the moment when it was expelled from Ellen's body.

"If I swallow it, what will you do?"

"I'll suppress you and destroy it, or if I can't, I'll lock you up."

"I can't do that to Ellen Artorius, so you're going to make me like that?"

"Right."

"Hehehe. You're honest."

"If you don't want to, just say so."

Watching the last despair. Or making the last despair with my own hands. Which one do you want?

The Demon King made such a proposal to the vampire who enjoyed despair.

"This old man enjoys watching everything from behind, not doing anything in front."

The old vampire didn't enjoy decisive back work. He liked to twist the story, but he didn't like to cut off the story's breath. He didn't like to determine the end of the story himself, even if he interfered a little and made a proposal. If there was a happy ending, he enjoyed it. If the story ended in despair, he enjoyed it too. He liked stories that flowed naturally and had a fitting ending. He didn't like to argue that the story should end in despair or happiness. The evidence that the old vampire did not end the story in despair is that he always had the opportunity to do so, but chose not to. However, this time is different. The Demon King asks him to become his final enemy and bring about the ultimate despair. If the old vampire loses the final battle, it will be a great story, and if he wins, it will be overwhelming despair. The old vampire cannot refuse such an opportunity. The Demon King proposes that if the old vampire swallows the thing expelled from Ellen's body, he will suppress and destroy it, or if he can't, he will lock up the old vampire. The old vampire finds the Demon King's proposal honest and admits that he enjoys watching everything from behind and not doing anything in front. The chapter ends with the old vampire considering the Demon King's proposal. Like not actively interfering.

The old vampire dislikes providing decisive help.

But it is necessary now.

To properly take that thing.

To become the ultimate despair.

Since the Demon King asked for it, he will do his best to become the greatest despair.

"Oh, lost ones...."

The crimson gem above the old vampire's right hand rises into the air.

"I want to eat your despair."

-Woohoo!

Light emanates from the crimson gem, and dozens of circles appear around it.

A powerful soul-capturing ritual is being performed.

It is something the old vampire has never experienced before.

Even if he cannot endure it and breaks, it doesn't matter.

Then he just has to accept it with his bare body.

-Geuuh!

The clouds of the giant spirits begin to move as if in response.

No, rather than being attracted to it.

-Kkeueueueung!

It would be more appropriate to say that they were being dragged.

As if being forcibly dragged towards something, the clouds of the spirits are caught by the crimson gem.

-Kiiaaa!

The scream is clearly showing that the clouds of the spirits are resisting the pull.

However, the gem that contains the soul begins to swallow the clouds of the spirits as if eating them.

-Kurrurung!

The flow of the spirits resists, but the vessel of the soul sucks in the spirits roughly like the core of a storm.

As much as it sucks in, the crimson gem begins to become cloudy, but it absorbs the clouds that cover the area as if it has no limits.

"Oh... Maximillia... How did you create something so great!"

The old vampire cries out the name of the vampire who created this, without even realizing it, as the stone that contains the soul begins to swallow all the spirits endlessly.

How long has it been?

In the place where the wind that broke the earth and tore the air had subsided.

There was only an old man holding a red gem standing quietly in the middle.

-Woohoo!

However, the gem was shaking.

Because it contained too many souls, it seemed like it would break at any moment.

It is a great thing, but it is natural that it cannot endure.

The old vampire remains the same.

-Glug!

He swallowed the stone.

"Hu."

"Hehe."

"He... Hehehe. Hic... Hic...."

"Euhahaha! Euhahaha!"

The already half-crazy vampire bursts into laughter.

In Antilleanus's eyes, tears filled with sadness.

With a smile that contained excitement in his mouth.

"Maybe... Maybe there were so many sad things...."

"Has there ever been so much in the world...."

The old vampire laughed for a long time.

As if he had gone crazy with such sweet despair, the expression of the vampire who laughed for a long time soon became cold.

"Ah."

"To eat..."

"There was something I had to do first...." The eerie voice fades away as the entity known as Antilleanus disappears as the price for swallowing the soul stone. However, this time is different. He becomes one with the wills of Antilleanus and the spirits. The old vampire will be absorbed with the heat. He bursts into laughter with sweet despair, but soon realizes there is something he must do first and becomes cold again. The monster, who is no longer a vampire or a spirit, approaches the unconscious demon king and contemplates whether to kill him or the hero he loved first. In the end, both will die a miserable and pathetic end. Suddenly, a giant dark sword appears and blocks the monster's path. A ghost with a blood-stained armor and a burning right arm holds the sword. The ghost trembles and mutters that they still don't know the answer, but the most certain wrong answer is for the two to die here. "As certain as the wrong answer."

"As wrong an ending as possible."

"I have to stop them."

"Who are you?"

"What are you?"

"I don't know what you want, but..."

"Step back."

-Clang!

The giant sword held by the ghost's right arm suddenly appears and blocks the monster's path.

The human turned ghost speaks.

"These two must not die here."

The vampire turned monster who sees this, tilts his head.

"Who are you, sudden ghost?"

Unfortunately, the monster does not know who the ghost is.

He was still too small to be remembered by anyone.

But, there is no need for explanation.

He knows that his name is too small to be remembered by history.

Therefore, he no longer calls himself by his name.

"You don't need to know that kind of thing."

He didn't even feel sorry for it.