The Terminally Ill Young Master is the Mad Dog of the Underworld-Chapter 345

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Chapter 345: I Cannot See Them

As Gulbark was sent flying from my surprise attack, he slammed his fist into the ground even while in mid-air.

Pabababak!

At that, the familiar black blades erupted from the ground.

It was a method favored by bastards I had killed long ago, like Huten and Gelberich.

“How trite.”

I shattered those blades with a shockwave created by stomping the ground.

Kwaaaaaaang!

Kagagagak!

Just as Gulbark was about to try another technique.

“Like this?”

I perfectly copied Gulbark’s technique.

As I did, I used the power of the Silent Night Soul-Soaking Divine Art to see if I could combine it, imbuing the sharp blades with the attributes of lightning and fire.

‘It works.’

My eyes had now reached a state where they could see through to the very principles of the phenomena I witnessed.

Thanks to this, it became possible to copy even the 'unseen parts' of an opponent's technique, something that had been impossible before.

Kwawagagagagaga!

“Kuaaaaaak!”

Weren't the warriors below the 6th-tier and the Death Knights who were caught in that explosion instantly skewered and burned to death?

“What the hell is that. Ugh, disgusting.”

In any case, having made a grand entrance with a cool finishing blow, I nodded gravely.

“You told them to bring me? So I came. Nice to meet you. Is this our first time?”

In truth, we'd met before, you damned toad.

“Father, Elders.”

I said, without mercy.

“Let's attack him together. We have the advantage now.”

“That is welcome news.”

“Not a chance!”

Ragerian, the necromancer who had been commanding the monsters from the side, intervened.

“You, skull-face, you have to play with me.”

As Geninghen immediately intercepted Ragerian’s intervention, Gulbark was put in the position of being ganged up on from three sides by me, my father, and Leszek.

“Kuk!”

Gulbark, finding himself in a crisis after only ten clashes, let go of his sword and brought his hands together.

“Hm?”

Clap!

With the strange motion of clapping his palms, the resulting shockwave was mixed with black lightning.

Pzzt!

Poison, lightning, and a fog of blades.

The power of different attributes mixed in that single wave pushed us back.

“Oh.”

Taking that opportunity, Gulbark spread crimson wings and flew into the sky.

“He’s full of all sorts of tricks. I’m seeing some good stuff today.”

But if my Black Wings resembled those of a black bird.

That thing was an abomination, covered in an unpleasant pattern like that of a moth.

“What the hell is that. Ugh, disgusting.”

Ever since I was young, I'm the type who can't stand disgusting things.

“Beginning extermination.”

I spread my Black Wings and soared up.

“!”

Gulbark, alarmed by my horrifying speed, shot out a palm blast, but I cut it down with a slash and then, like a nimble bee, flew in a dizzying pattern to take Gulbark’s back.

“Too slow.”

Just as in the aerial battle with Amilcar, I had the upper hand in the air against Gulbark as well.

Swiiiiish!

Gulbark’s response of firing a slash behind his back was quite agile. But.

‘You didn't see this coming, did you?’

I changed direction by stepping on a foothold of solidified aura I had created in mid-air.

“!!!”

In other words, I was now at a level where I could fly the skies with my wings and run the skies with my feet.

“This is-”

“First time seeing this technique, right?”

It was my first time trying it, too.

But in any case, there is a price to pay for ignorance.

“Profound Radiant Heaven Rend.”

Kwaaaaaaang!

The moth-like wings that closed to protect their master were torn apart, and his protective aura shattered.

“Keoheok!”

Gulbark’s form was sent flying like an arrow, spraying a fountain of blood.

“Hmm, that was super effective.”

Using all kinds of 3D maneuvers and turns to take the enemy's blind spot.

It gave me an even greater advantage than I had in ground combat.

‘So, did I get him?’

Not a chance.

Gulbark fired a blast at the ground, creating a huge hole, and used the recoil to land safely.

“Trying to catch your breath? Not happening.”

I dove quickly, like a stooping hawk, and aimed for Gulbark.

“Amilcar, Sercadis! Join in!”

Gulbark urgently called for reinforcements.

“We’re going too!”

In an instant, the top combatants from both sides began to converge on one spot.

‘So it becomes a many-on-many fight just like that.’

I parried Amilcar’s sword, dodged Sercadis’s surprise attack, and deflected Gulbark’s ultimate technique.

Then, my father, Leszek, Verdzig, and Casimir joined in, protecting me and attacking the enemies.

Cha-cha-cha-chaeng!

Kagagagak!

A chaotic, dizzying melee unfolded.

But I had already blown Ivan to another dimension, so we had the advantage in numbers.

‘On top of that, those bastards are fighting individually, while our side is fighting as if to protect one another.’

I protected Verdzig’s back, and Leszek stood as if guarding father’s blind spot.

At that, Verdzig’s sword and father's palm blast struck and pushed back Sercadis and Amilcar.

‘We have more numbers and we’re cooperating, so of course we have the advantage.’

But Gulbark was not a man to just stand by and watch this situation.

“Combine your attacks and kill Allenvert.”

Gulbark unleashed another strange demonic art, and a giant's arms, a spider's legs, and black spears and arms sprouted from his back, isolating me as they aimed for everyone.

“Wow, this leaves me all alone.”

“Shut up and die.”

While Gulbark held everyone back, Sercadis and Amilcar ganged up on me, unleashing their ultimate techniques without restraint.

But this is unfortunate.

“What’s this, Sir Amilcar. You got a new arm?”

“Shut up.”

“And you’re the The Fairy of the Blood Moon? I’ve heard much of the name, but this is the first time seeing you in person. Is this how they do it in the South?”

“……”

They could no longer even take my breath away.

Swordsmanship, footwork and movement arts, fist and palm arts, kicking arts.

Or demonic arts and all the various techniques to crush them…

In every aspect, I alone was more than enough to handle both of those superhumans.

Even.

“……What?”

At some point, I was fighting both superhumans at once, one with each hand.

Amilcar with Natesse Separeller, and Sercadis with the bracelet sword.

“What is this-”

Sercadis lamented in disbelief.

‘Of course she would.’

Because even at this very moment, my state was climbing higher.

“Surprised?”

My current state was the very peak of the 8th-tier.

Beyond Gulbark or Leszek, it was likely the state the Dark King had reached just before acquiring the demonic arts in the Ebony Oath.

“No, wait. This is-”

“Too late.”

I flicked my fingers, covering the two in black lightning and dark ice.

Pzzzzzt!

K-k-k-k-k-k!

The electrocuted Amilcar and the frozen Sercadis were momentarily incapacitated.

‘Convenient.’

It was intuitive, powerful, and easy to use.

Compared to the black flame, it had more control and less killing power.

“It’s over.”

I made a show of bringing my swords to their necks.

Stop!

I stopped the blades right in front of them.

“……Look.”

I said, with a pitiful expression.

“No one is even trying to save you.”

“!”

“Not your master, and not that pompous steward over there.”

“……”

Amilcar’s expression was particularly foul.

I targeted him and started to lay into him.

“What, does it suck to be abandoned twice? You stupid bastard. You should have learned your lesson after being abandoned once, but you came crawling back to be a chess piece. Are you lacking in intelligence? Is your judgment clouded? Have you even decided what to eat for dinner? Even that seems too hard for you.”

At that, Amilcar, looking as if he'd taken an internal injury, barely managed to reply.

“Shut up.”

“What, you don't like being insulted? You have to be worthy of respect to be respected.”

I clicked my tongue and looked at Sercadis.

“You were an avenger, I heard? Did you get your revenge just to end up like this?”

Then, the swordswoman with the grand title of The Fairy of the Blood Moon opened her mouth.

“Child, does one get revenge ‘to become something’? I had no room to think about a life after my revenge was over.”

“I wonder. Is that really true?”

Not me.

“Seriously, I don’t know how a family can be this broken.”

I admonished them both.

“Even underworld bastards try to keep their loyalty, but what the hell are you guys? Are you really an organization just for the Dark King? He's the only king, and the rest are just slaves and tools?”

“……”

Whether it was because of the electrocution or for some other reason, Amilcar offered no reply, no further resistance.

“Not even worth killing.”

I turned my back. Neither Amilcar nor Sercadis tried to strike me from behind.

“A shut-in bastard has gotten too strong. I feel none of my father’s dignity from him, none of the elders’ gravity and nobility, none of my brother’s thoroughness and precision.”

Why was it? The Black Society members filling the battlefield, the knights of Flanders, all of them had momentarily stopped their blades and were just listening to my words.

That’s right.

Even if they lived like slaves, how could they not distinguish right from wrong?

They were just in a position where they couldn't even express that dissatisfaction and despair.

“In the end, isn't he just a brat who doesn't know how to do anything but reign through power and fear? I can't just hand this continent over to a kid who’s only strong.”

I spoke to Gulbark, who was being ganged up on.

“It seems you were too competent a second-in-command. If it weren't for your resourcefulness and schemes, the Dark King wouldn't have been able to build his power as he has.”

But even my attempt to sow discord didn't work on him.

“Shut up. Obedience to him is an inevitability and a source of pride.”

“You tenacious bastard. You’re the best in the sycophant industry.”

I finally raised my sword and pointed it at the sky.

“Come out, Dark King. Do you intend to hide your face until the very last second?”

Then, an answer came from the sky above.

[If it is your call, I cannot refuse, Allenvert Grunewald.]

The Dark King had been there from the start.

In the highest part of the sky, beyond the clouds, as if he were a god.

His malice began to saturate everything under the sky.

First, night fell.

The sky was covered in black demonic mana, and the white clouds were dyed black.

KWAAAAAANG!

Kurururung!

Then, with thunder and lightning as his military music, the Dark King appeared, like a god from mythology.

[Kneel.]

A pressure, as if he were carrying the weight of the earth, pressed down on everyone.

Thud! Thud-thud-thud!

Everyone slammed their knees onto the ground and bowed their heads.

“Hmph.”

I unleashed a corresponding power, 'enveloping only my allies' and allowing them to resist.

…As a result, the Dark King's show of force, his display of domination, produced the laughable result of making only his own subordinates kneel.

“What are you doing? You get a little power and you think you’re a god? As long as I'm here, you can put away those childish tricks.”

I looked behind me.

There, my father, Verdzig, Siena, Ulbhild, the two elders, Zamuel, Rudgarda, and Zizek stood, as if in support of me.

“Oh, Dark King.”

My mortal enemy from my past life, my great adversary in my present.

“Do you see them? These insubordinate gazes.”

With just a few words, I had brought down his dignity.

There was no longer any fear left in anyone's eyes.

[Hahaha.]

The Dark King replied with a smile that did not seem human at all.

[I cannot see them.]

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