Chapter 140
Then it was disappointed. Yuki had no intention of fighting back. He pressed the muzzle of his gun against the wall and fired, instantly shattering the half-meter-thick wall. He was then slammed into the room by the greatsword.
The beam of light grazed my back, like a giant sword sweeping across the corridor, completely destroying several rooms.
A cunning outsider!
The sage hadn't expected his opponent to use the terrain to his advantage, swinging his greatsword and slicing open the entire wall like cutting tofu. He had just poked half his body inside when he saw Yuki run out the other side of the door.
Taking advantage of the monster's massive size and difficulty in turning around, he made a move again, just like the person who had just fought back with their life on the line was someone else—highlighting how to mess with your mentality.
To fight or to flee?
The sage was confused. It suddenly felt fortunate that it had merged with all the remaining blessings; otherwise, its strength would not have been able to suppress its opponent.
But this gap is narrowing.
In the dark hall, the odds of winning were as high as 90%, but without the advantage of terrain, they had dropped to 70%. It wasn't stupid; it knew that Yuki had deliberately escaped, and it was even more aware that his cunning was causing the scales to tip.
"But time was running out, and I had no other choice."
After a brief moment of hesitation, he decisively turned around and chased after him, his greatsword dragging on the ground, sparking brightly, his massive body occupying most of the corridor.
Ten minutes left.
The walls were shattered, the underground was poorly ventilated, and the corridor was filled with thick smoke and dust.
Yuki ran headlong, using the Demonbreaker to block the black light piercing through the dust behind him. Even without hearing footsteps or seeing anyone, he could still sense the enemy's approach.
'Anyone 20% faster than me can't possibly get back to the ground before him; his energy is nearly inexhaustible, after all, I only weakened the power of the evil god's blessing, and I can't cut off the energy supply.'
The battle was a process of intelligence gathering. The fact that the Saint started fighting right away allowed Yuki to figure out the details and mix them with the information in his brain.
The corridor is 500 meters long, but the first half is only a little over 3 meters wide and has several curves.
Yeah, we'll fight right there.
The so-called "large body, weak gate" strategy involves taking away the opponent's geographical advantage and inflicting it upon oneself; this is one aspect.
Secondly...
He turned his head and looked at the monster that was rushing out of the thick smoke, spitting beams of light and dragging its greatsword as it chased after him.
The monster grew increasingly impatient; completing its mission was more important than its life, and with less than ten minutes left, there was no time to think things through.
I had the right timing from the very beginning.
He retracted the Demonbreaker Domain; this thing consumed too much energy, even the Demon Heart in its normal state couldn't withstand it. The black light, now unobstructed, blasted towards his vest.
But the corridor ahead was winding, Yuki lunged sideways, leaping to the side.
Boom.
The wall was blasted into a two-meter square crater, but fortunately, the underground space was extremely sturdy and showed no signs of collapse.
The monster moved silently through the flying debris, and just as it turned around, it saw Yuki lying half-reclined a few meters away, pointing the Black Hole muzzle of its gun at it.
Without hesitation, it held its greatsword upright in front of its chest and crushed it head-on.
Bang! Bang!
Gunshots rang out, and the fully loaded muskets released hundreds upon hundreds of Soul Bullets, exploding into a cloud of Blood Mist and bright sparks.
The monster cracked the floor with its footsteps, pushing forward despite the impact. The corridor was 'narrow,' so it couldn't dodge, nor did it need to. It refused to believe that the opponent could fire continuously.
Yuki definitely couldn't; he was wielding a double-barreled musket, not a Gatling gun.
Just as he stood up, he saw the ferocious monster appear before him. He threw his shotgun aside, drew his Ram's-Horn Hammer, and charged at it.
In this terrain, the monsters lose their mobility, and the conditions for the final battle have been perfected. All that remains is their terrifying regeneration ability.
He firmly believed that there were no immortal monsters in the world.
Yuki had no other choice either. Ever since he was lured by the evil god, the chances of escaping were slim, so he could only keep gathering favorable conditions.
Yes, it's this fighting spirit that's driving you forward; you can't run away anymore.
The moment he made a move, the sage, who had been tricked several times before, seized the opportunity and began reciting obscure scriptures.
"Abandon everything and give in to your desires."
Desire and temptation. (Expand)
Yuki felt a surge of heat rush to his head and immediately realized he had fallen for it, but he didn't resist with pain or the Quiet Dew; he was waiting for this temptation.
Compared to cunning, what he needs most now is the determination to tear him to pieces—something you probably don't know.
"There's only a fine line between Tzeentch and Khorne!"
Reinforcement Magecraft. Full Power.
Demon Possession. Unleashing full energy.
They immediately enter a berserk state, letting instinct replace all thought. There's no need for calm planning anymore; all they have are longswords, shotguns, and Ram's-Horn Hammer.
Head-on clash!
The greatsword, glowing with a dark, eerie light, slashed down, creating a wave of energy several meters long on the ground. Yuki leaped to the side, like a gecko clinging to a wall.
The corridor was not narrow at all for him; there was plenty of room to maneuver.
Snap step, leap, decapitation.
He did it all in one go, only to find that the monster didn't care at all. Instead, it stretched its head out, its mouth almost agape in front of his face.
The Realm of the Demonbreaker.
Call out.
It was a direct hit at point-blank range, but the blade was still deflected by the area of effect. The knife plunged into the monster's mouth, and its eyes looked down. Seeing the upward-sweeping greatsword, it smashed the Ram's-Horn Hammer directly at it.
Impact.
Bang--
The powerful greatsword was deflected by the shockwave, and the reaction force rebounded onto Yuki, causing his suspended body to bounce up. The knife that had been plunged into the monster's mouth was also pulled upwards, almost slicing off half of its head.
Black and red blood splattered. Yuki wiped his face, hung upside down from the ceiling and looked down, only to see the monster jump up as if nothing had happened.
The greatsword came down again, requiring no skill whatsoever; it simply required overwhelming force.
Bang!
Yuki continued to smash with the Ram's-Horn Hammer, seduced by his bloodlust, he was almost oblivious to the side effects of the Impact Hammer.
Seeing the monster bounce back to the ground, it didn't hesitate to push off with both legs, drawing an elegant arc in mid-air.
The Falling Moon.
The crimson moon descended, infusing all the soul energy of the moment. The monster straightened its back, gripped the ghostly greatsword tightly with both hands, and slashed with all its might.
Boom!!
The entire underground trembled, and the splashing energy transformed into sharp blades that cut each other, but the monster's massive body absorbed the vast majority of the energy.
Blood gushed from his jet-black body, which bore hundreds of wounds. Yuki, equally covered in blood, pierced through the energy particles and lightly stomped on the wall.
The crimson blade spun in a spiral, cutting from the back of the neck all the way to the feet, leaving a long, narrow wound.
How?
Yuki ignored the pain as well. As soon as he turned his head, his pupils contracted sharply. The monster, covered in wounds, did not hesitate and turned around to slash horizontally with his sword.
Thump!
The greatsword grazed past his hair and embedded itself in the wall. Normally, Yuki would have been scared away by this unkillable monster, but as the Demon Possession continued to deepen, he only became more violent.
The monster's wounds were healing; there was no time to wait, and he forgot about returning.
He slashed fiercely at the opponent's right hand with his knife, and when the opponent dropped his sword and withdrew his hand, he stepped forward and smashed down with his Ram's-Horn Hammer.
Thump, thump, thump...
The repeated use of the hammer caused his bones to break and his muscles to twist. The side effects almost shattered Yuki's forearm. He threw down the Ram's-Horn Hammer, picked up his sword, and charged forward.
Two ferocious beasts clashed in a narrow corridor, black light and blades flashing as they tried to kill each other.
Yuki had the advantage of terrain and dodged nimbly. The Saint's vitality was tenacious. Even though his body was covered with bloody pits, he had already repaired most of the sword wounds on his back.
Its healing speed was indeed slowing down; its body was covered in wounds, yet Yuki also felt weak.
Excessive blood loss has taken its toll, even on his extraordinary physical condition. The Demon Heart has weakened from its normal state, and its remaining energy is dwindling, with its quality also beginning to decline.
Yuki, disregarding her heartache, her eyes reddened as she used her fighting instincts to observe every detail.
Where is it? What are its weaknesses? Since the repair speed is slowing down, it must have something like a core.
Under the remaining torchlight, the monsters continued their relentless attacks without any defense, the gushing black blood almost forming small streams. Yuki began to dodge and defend more, attacking less and less.
The tipping point is approaching; the scales of victory are gradually tipping.
Puff.
The blade pierced his chest once more, the hard ribs wedging the long sword in place. At the same time, a twisted arm gripped Yuki's shoulder, its fingertips digging into flesh.
Humans and monsters huddled together, finding a moment of 'peace' amidst the frenzied battle.
The crocodile's mouth was right in front of him, with a cluster of black light gathered in the center. Yuki seemed not to see it, taking the opportunity to examine the monster's entire body once more.
Black skin, twisted limbs, covered in scars...
"Hey, why has its tail gotten shorter?"
Yuki was taken aback. That pale 'ponytail' was still quite recognizable, and he was absolutely certain that he had not attacked it.
Even if injured by a stray bullet, it's impossible for the entire body to shrink from one meter to twenty centimeters.
There's a problem.
Driven by hope, he released the knife hilt, pushed off with his feet, and slammed his forehead into the monster's jaw.
Call out--
A burst of black light shot out, then cleaved the ceiling with a violent slash as it tilted its head back. Before Yuki escape, his entire body was lifted up. He quickly squeezed his legs together and used the force of the other person lifting him to draw his sword.
The view began to shift; the monster twisted its waist, preparing to use an over-the-shoulder throw to toss itself to the ground and then stomp on it until it was crushed.
His mind had the idea, but his body couldn't take any action. Yuki instinctively tucked in his stomach and raised his leg, holding the knife with his leg.
Swish.
The leg's power was even greater; the blade severed the battered forearm, sending Yuuki, who had been flung through the Yuki, flying away. In the darkness, his gaze never left the monster's rear end.
That's right, the forearm was severed and immediately began to grow back, but the tail was even shorter.
Thump thump thump...
He landed on his back, rolled repeatedly, his vision turning bloodshot and his head buzzing. Just as he stopped, the immortal monster charged at him once again.
It didn't even have time to draw its greatsword, clearly knowing that Yuki could return at any moment, so it couldn't possibly be at ease.
Its massive body landed silently, filling the entire field of vision. With every step it took, flesh and blood fell away, making it extremely ferocious and terrifying.
The Desire Domain amplified the side effects of Demon Possession. The word "escape" still didn't cross Yuki's mind. He wiped the blood from his face, held his knife in one hand, and charged forward.
"You're going to die in this last chance."
The sage now fears that this stranger will regain his senses, turn around and run away; his remaining strength is more than enough to deal with him.
They charged head-on, less than a dozen meters apart, and could collide in the blink of an eye. But Yuki, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped, opened his mouth, and bit the knife into it.
Snow-white teeth, a blood-red knife, and with his free left hand reaching out, he picked up the Hunter's Blunderbuss that had been placed there beforehand.
A cunning outsider...
Bang!
In the narrow corridor, the shotgun was fired almost to the chest, instantly sending flesh and blood flying, revealing the pale breastbone.
The monster seemed to have been struck hard with a hammer; its charging steps halted, and its body leaned back. But it was still alive, and it opened its crocodile-like mouth to bite.
Instead of Yuki took advantage of the cat's backward lean, slipped behind it through the gap in the corridor, tossed the shotgun into the air, released its grip, and caught the falling longsword with his right hand.
A twisted arm stabbed from behind, Yuki ignored it, focusing only on the tail and chopping it off with his sword.
Puff, puff.
With two muffled thuds, Yuki severed the tail that was only ten centimeters long.
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