The Game of the Grea Chapter 94

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Chapter 94

KABOOM!

BOOOOM!

CRASH!

A series of explosions roared.

A pungent sll spread thickly in all directions, and figures burst through the black smoke.

It was Hindel, Flan, Adeline, and Lyaden.

They were covered in bloodstains, and their appearances were a ss.

The group was plastered with the singed sll of explosions and the heavy, tallic scent of blood.

It was hard to find a single spot on them that wasn't injured.

They were in a wretched state, with no part of them appearing unhard.

Yet, despite their condition, a resolute fighting spirit still burned in their eyes.

In contrast, a voice erged from the smoke, expressing utter bewildernt at their appearance.

Step, step, step, step.

Amidst the chaos of the dense smoke, the shockwaves from the explosions, and the sounds of the collapsing ground, it was a struggle to even make out nearby voices. However, the footsteps of that being were perfectly clear.

And that being spoke.

"I cannot understand."

He observed them, frowning as if he truly couldn't comprehend.

The hero's party, blindly searching for Helena.

If they were coming to kill Helena, it would make sense.

But that wasn't the case.

They simply wanted to talk to Helena, and that's why they sought her.

They had been doing this for quite so ti now.

And this ti, they even brought a human that might interest his master.

He simply couldn't understand.

So he asked.

"For what reason do you seek my master?"

Hindel answered the being's question.

"To persuade her."

"...Persuade her of what?"

"If soone possesses such transcendent power, people are bound to be filled with fear. The unknown breeds fear. So, if she were to step forward and be active, wouldn't everyone feel closer to her, rather than being afraid?"

"... "

He was displeased.

To think they would disturb his master's seclusion for such a trivial reason.

It was ridiculous.

The very act of seeking out his master, who was peacefully living in seclusion, turning her back on the world.

Their relentless drive to uphold their beliefs.

Those eyes, holding an unbreakable will.

If it were up to him, he would tear them into a thousand, or rather ten thousand pieces right now.

Since the hero was still weak.

He alone was more than enough.

But his master did not wish for that.

There was Helena's command, but also.

'It's still turning.'

And from the very beginning, there was a clock hand floating above his head. As long as this existed, he couldn't act rashly.

It seed like a type of magic that activated over ti.

But it could be a complex trigger system, activated by a specific action.

And as ti passed, he felt it.

A threatening aura gradually approaching him.

Tick, tock.

The clock hand moved, signaling the passage of ti.

Soon, this threatening presence would transform into a raging wave and sweep him away.

If that happened, even he would be in considerable danger.

But even if he suffered a critical injury, he could still threaten the hero's party as easily as flipping his hand.

Rather, if sothing were to be triggered, getting rid of that damn clock hand, he'd have no more restraints.

If that human and the hero's party had been together.

It would have been quite threatening.

However, the human, who he'd considered a possibility, had been taken away by his master.

'Soon.'

They had held on desperately, but now they had reached their limit.

The clock had been an annoyance, so he had held back until now.

But now, he could slowly get rid of only the hero's party, who kept irritating his nerves even with that.

His comrades, breathing heavily, seed like they would collapse at any mont.

And standing before those comrades, resolutely gripping his sword, was the hero, Hindel.

When he raised his hand.

Rumble...

A familiar sight unfolded before Hindel and his party.

The surrounding earth rose up, like the limbs of that being.

It didn't feel like it was clumped together like clay, like the arms of a golem.

It moved while maintaining the condition of the earth in this entire area.

Because of this, the surrounding forest was dragged along, and the arm was densely covered with trees.

An arm as large as a small mountain.

A size that far surpassed a giant, too overwhelming to take in at a glance.

It moved, bringing that overwhelming mass to bear, in order to crush them.

"It's coming—!"

At Hindel's shout, the party swiftly moved out of the range of the arm.

But Hindel did not.

Instead, he soared into the sky, leaving behind a long trajectory resembling a cot.

Soon, he felt the crushing force.

Although that giant hand was in the process of crushing down, it was still quite far from reaching him.

Just its movent alone caused the air beneath it to compress, creating a palpable weight.

But Hindel overca that pressure and swung his sword.

Power blood from his eyes, which resembled a galaxy.

As he swung the sword that contained the galaxy.

As if a teor shower were falling from the sky, a teor shower ascended, in reverse, into the sky.

Tens, hundreds, thousands of star clusters stretched out their tails and rose into the sky, a magnificent spectacle unfolding.

The slashes, imbued with that teor shower, unfolded countless tis, decorating the sky.

Whoosh!

The countless sword strikes of the teor shower intertwined and tangled, becoming a single stream of teors.

The teor, containing imnse power, and the arm of the mountain t.

No, just before they t.

The imnse power and pressure they each held collided, pressing down on each other even before they physically touched.

The light contained within the teor erupted, pulverizing the mountain's arm.

But the sheer mass contained within the mountain's arm could not be overco by that eruption of light alone.

The overwhelming physical force leaking from that mass soon reached the teor.

And so, the teor, too, was extinguished, unable to fully unleash its power.

Fwoosh!

As the two collided and mutually annihilated.

The broken stones from the mountain that ford the arm fell from the sky like hail.

Rattle, rattle, rattle!

In this rain of stones, a mixture of pebbles and rocks as big as a person's head.

Hindel's eyes shone brilliantly, like the resplendent Galaxy.

He was certain they were exhausted.

He thought that only their eyes remained defiant.

To think they had been conserving this much strength.

But now, it was truly the end.

His breath ca in ragged gasps, his jaw and shoulders heaving.

It was evident that Hindel, too, had reached his limit, as cold sweat flowed freely.

That being, Nocturnium, also recognized this.

'Damn, I couldn't even last 10 minutes?'

Self-loathing welled up deep within Hindel, but he shook it off.

Although he couldn't hold off until Seonghyun's spell, he had done his best.

There were no regrets.

Only disappointnt.

'It's... a sha that I won't be able to see Seonghyun...'

The hero Hindel, his eyes still shining brightly to the very end.

It was unpleasant, but now it was truly over.

From afar, the rest of the hero's party, sensing Nocturnium's aura, were rushing back.

Were they trying to save Hindel?

But it was too late.

It was the mont Nocturnium was about to pour his power onto Hindel once more.

Screech!

Crack!

A figure erged, ripping through space and appearing from a crack.

Wrapped in darkness at first, its form was indistinguishable.

But then, the surrounding darkness blood, and its form was fully revealed.

Nocturnium's eyes widened until they seed like they would tear.

A young man wearing a dark robe and equipped with what appeared to be light, white fur gear.

It was Seonghyun.

The one Helena had taken.

Nocturnium stared at Seonghyun in shock.

"Im-impossible. H-how? How!!!"

What did it an that Seonghyun, whom Helena had taken, was here?

It was unlikely, but could sothing have happened to Helena?

It might be needless worry.

But as her subordinate, he couldn't just stand here.

He needed to check if Helena was safe.

Just for a mont.

If he concentrated for a brief mont, he could know everything about the castle in detail.

But could he buy enough ti?

In that situation, Seonghyun looked down at the battlefield with a lofty expression.

His arrogant and resolute gaze made Nocturnium flinch and look up at Seonghyun.

Was this a determination to not give him any openings?

'Prepare.'

There was no way his master had been defeated.

But if Seonghyun had truly escaped from her, or even just held her back for a mont.

He must have expended a considerable amount of power.

While Nocturnium was indulging in these various imaginative scenarios.

Seonghyun assessed the situation and thought.

'What kind of ss is this?'

It seed that Hindel and his party had fought a fierce battle with Nocturnium.

But judging by Nocturnium's unhard state.

It seed they were considerably pushed back.

Judging by the endlessly hopeful expressions of Hindel and his party.

He had appeared at a dramatic mont.

At first, he was a little flustered when she said she would transport him.

But it was actually better this way.

He could confirm his new skill that he had unleashed before leaving.

"Now?"

"...?!"

Tick—.

Bong—!

Bong——!

Bong———!

The mont Seonghyun finished speaking.

The sound of a clock hand striking the hour was heard.

Followed by the resounding sound of a grand clock chiming.

A huge bell that had appeared above Nocturnium's head moved, spreading a magnificent sound.

It was undoubtedly a majestic, vast, and profound chi, but why?

Why did it sound so ominous and sinister?

The bell's toll, announcing that the ti had co, soon seized Nocturnium. The chis, as if winding around him, took on a will of their own and rushed at Nocturnium.

The chis, transford into bizarre spectral entities like wraiths, no longer sounded like bell tolls.

Screech!

Shriek!

Roar!

The wails of agony from hell, the tornted cries of demons, struck Nocturnium.

"Gack."

Fwoosh!

He coughed up blood. Tears of blood flowed from his eyes, blood flowed from his ears as if they had burst, and his nose bled as well.

Not only that.

Blood gushed out like a fountain from every conceivable orifice in his body.

Even from the smallest pores, a faint mist of blood sprayed out, more like steam than a fountain of blood.

The wails from hell had ravaged all his internal organs; not a single part of him seed unhard.

Drip, drip.

Wipe, wipe.

Nocturnium roughly wiped the copious blood from his face with his sleeve.

Only his violently trembling pupils could be seen beyond the aftermath.

He was shaken by the overwhelming power that exceeded all expectations.

Aside from Helena’s servants and disciples, he had never imagined that such an existence could exist.

Was this the arrival of another transcendent being?

Whenever beings are confronted with phenona they cannot understand, they are inevitably consud by fear.

Nocturnium was no exception.

His pupils shook violently, and his body trembled like an aspen leaf.

As fear spread through his body.

He tried to pull himself together and recover.

Seonghyun's eyes flashed.

It was clear he was attempting to restore his stamina.

But that very act of recovery ended up betraying Nocturnium’s expectations.

Fwoooosh—!

Once again, blood spurted from his entire body.

"Guhk."

He was already in a dazed state from the massive damage, and now the healing had reversed.

How was this possible?

Nocturnium couldn't understand any of it.

No, just one thing.

That the person he was facing, Seonghyeon, was a being of terrifying power.

‘Hmm… was that too much?’

Helena had said he should test his swordsmanship, and give him a good beating.

So he'd tested even the most devastating effect 'Destruction of Salvation', but judging by the situation.

It did feel a bit excessive.

Well, it's the past, which has nothing to do with the butterfly effect, so.

Seonghyun thought it would be fine and drew his sword.

Now, there was only one thing left to test.

The new Almighty-rank skill he had received.

The skill whose na he was too embarrassed to reveal.

Helena's Super Strong Swordsmanship.

When Seonghyun unleashed that swordsmanship.

The light of the world vanished.

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