The Successor To The Underworld Is A Cheat Player 65
That was Damos.
-Sis! Sis!
He wanted to abandon that na altogether.
-Sis! Sis! Sis!
Being given the na brought nothing but agony.
What was even more agonizing was.
-Oh, what the hell. A worthless bastard.
Even that Damos changed one day.
After being chosen as a candidate for Dante, Damos changed.
-Trust only .
Behaving as if he were a hero, he showed compassion and tolerance.
It was.
‘Disgusting.’
To Sis, it was disgustingly so.
As if all past tis had turned false.
-Sis. Though you’re a worthless bastard, soday you might be able to follow in my footsteps.
Soone who acted as if his own suffering ant nothing.
But the fact that it kept him alive drove Sis mad.
The decision to go to Rasiel was made.
A deep sense of defeat.
If you have sothing, it’s your origin.
Two things were given by the connections accumulated like threads in the hotown.
“Forget it all.”
He had forgotten too, but wasn’t there sothing he couldn’t forget about himself?
Let’s start anew in Lasciel.
And if possible, beco the successor as well…
“Damos.”
He swore to kill that bastard.
But there was a wall.
– They call him Saint Demorus.
A real one who cannot be looked down upon, like himself.
Yet he tried not to break while recalling the past.
– Let’s make a deal.
He even succumbed to that sweet temptation.
No.
– Pain is visible in your eyes. Pretending to be fine, but it’s not fucking fine, right? You want to die. But that…
Snick.
That was the devil.
– You want to kill.
A devil who knew himself too well, as if nestled in his own heart.
– Hard to believe, but I’ve been there before. It may be irrelevant now.
Saint extended his hand.
– Those damn bastards, let’s tear them apart as we please. We don’t need to seek justice, do we?
The roots he had forgotten.
– We are the ten bastards of the Dark Street.
That’s why.
A being that understands him perfectly.
A being he can truly follow.
Saint completely shattered everything about Sys.
He made the impossible man win, thoroughly destroying everything he had.
“Well, that’s not the only reason I spared the rest.”
Saint said, tilting his ear.
“You have to die.”
Suddenly.
The sword in Saint’s hand, as if it were probing his ear.
The mont it grazed Damos’s neck.
“Aaaah!”
Damos awoke to his curse.
The energy emanating from Damos’s body in waves.
It was like muck, like darkness.
“Right.”
The man watching the scene stepped back and spoke.
“If I didn’t even have that, would it be better?”
The story of Demos not awakening to his blessing had also reached Rasiel.
Just like the man, even though he had skill, the awakening to the blessing was delayed.
The blessing was a trendous power.
In the realm of darkness, it was the alpha and oga.
“Kraaaaa!”
Thinking about how the candidates who were once ordinary individuals just by awakening to the blessing had transford into sothing else.
Vitana Kimo and Dante’s two master-level candidates were no different.
They fell far short of the standards to be called masters.
However, when they used the blessing perfectly, they ca close to the level of masters.
But.
“Sein! Sein!”
In the labyrinth, the blessings of the realm of darkness did not work well.
The dense darkness swallowed up the faint darkness, making it difficult to utilize any blessings.
Among the reasons why Dante was powerless, there was also that.
“Don’t leave !”
That such a powerful blessing could manifest in such a labyrinth.
“Could it really be happening?”
Because that ant that Demos’ awakening blessing was equally powerful.
The darkness emanating was swallowing up the darkness of the labyrinth.
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Sein was already holding Bastion, assuming a stance.
Gooo!
The magic began to be absorbed into Bastion.
Although the effectiveness would be reduced compared to using divine power.
Wwwwooo!
If the amount of magic was trendous, such a drawback would be offset.
“Seiiin!”
Demos shouted, eyes wide open.
It was that mont.
Swish!
That was it.
The strike Sein showed when he simultaneously cut down hundreds of monsters.
‘Chamsal.’
The awakening skill he had learned when he started living the life of a wandering recluse.
The wandering recluse was actually the only descendant of the sunken Eastern recluse, and in the ancient martial arts manual passed down through the generations, there was only one sword technique written.
A move that one must spend a lifeti perfecting, the ultimate sword strike.
Kwaaaa!
As if the maze itself was splitting in half, a deafening roar echoed out, with Damos standing at its center.
Crack!
It seed like the darkness surrounding Damos was splitting apart.
But in that mont.
“You lost.”
Sein, with a small curse, reversed Bastion.
Crunch!
Bastion dug into the ground.
Aaargh!
Bright light burst out from the Holy Sword Bastion, creating a barrier.
This was one of the special abilities of the Holy Sword Bastion, known as the Absolute Barrier.
Just as the na suggested, it was a skill that created an incredibly solid defense, but due to its imnse sacred power, it wasn’t easily used unless one was at a high level.
Moreover, using this with magic was a reckless act.
“….”
Sein, possessing unimaginable magical power, activated the Absolute Barrier perfectly.
Kwaaaa!
It felt like a storm was approaching.
Shattered fragnts shook the barrier, and fierce winds tried to overturn the ground.
And then, in the following mont.
Crack!
The Absolute Barrier began to crack.
“Wow, damn.”
Even Sein seed taken aback.
But perhaps it was thanks to injecting even greater magical power.
Kwoong!
Finally, when the Absolute Barrier shattered, there were no further repercussions.
“Phew… Phew….”
On the opposite side, Damos, clad in armor of darkness, stood.
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Blessing was a power that did not exist in the past.
However, Sein could deduce a few blessings.
‘Awakening Skill.’
A blessing was like a fragnt of the most powerful skills given in one’s life.
By nurturing and completing it, one could unleash destructive power equal to or greater than an Awakening Skill.
And in the life of a creature, there were grades.
Life grades were indicators created by users based on difficulty of life, special missions, etc., but among them, Awakening Skills held significant weight.
Kwuooh!
The subsiding magical power.
“Wow, damn.”
At that mont, Sein was the only one who could accurately assess what had just happened.
“That bastard is insane with blessings.”
As one ages, the veins of darkness awaken blessings.
However, there are those who occasionally fail to awaken even then, lacking the aptitude for blessings.
– Superior Blessing.
It was said that the manifestation was delayed due to possessing an overwhelmingly powerful blessing.
Damos thought he might not be able to awaken his blessing on his own, so he trained harder, hoping to change.
He aid to awaken his blessing by becoming stronger, perhaps to one day conquer the labyrinth.
But it wasn’t necessary.
“…This feeling.”
Damos was clearly the latter case.
“What a blessing is.”
Due to harboring an imnsely potent blessing, its manifestation was delayed.
“It felt like this.”
“Everyone, step back.”
Sein commanded towards the candidates.
He couldn’t afford to lose all the party mbers he had worked so hard to nurture in an instant.
And he sized up his opponent.
– Grade 3.
The despicable guy’s awakened blessing was a Grade 3 Life Awakening skill.
– Life, Successor of Half-Step Mastery.
A branch of Eastern Life, born as the successor of a great master, seeking out and mastering the lost martial arts.
And when all those pieces are gathered and combined, a skill is born.
– Half-Step Mastery.
Eastern Life had a high level of difficulty and grade.
‘The value of awakening skills is insane.’
Just like the True Kill he had used earlier.
Half-Step Mastery truly absorbed all power.
“Ssshh!”
Damos shouted, releasing that power.
“Paaaaah-!”
The cry reverberated.
The shockwave overturned Sein and the surroundings.
Even though the withdrawn candidates quickly assud a defensive stance, they were easily overwheld.
“What on earth is that…?”
A force akin to a monster.
“Superior Blessing…!”
The candidates seed to realize.
Crash!
Damos struck my chest with his fist.
A mont when a red light flickered on the chest of the darkness-clad armor he wore.
Kwaaaah!
A beam shot towards Sain.
Kakakang!
Sain deflected the beam with Bastion.
“Adaptability is my specialty.”
In the mont of awakening the blessing, he realizes the power it holds.
“How about it, Sain Demorus?”
Damos said.
Gone was the relaxed expression.
“If you surrender now, I will gladly accept you.”
“Really?”
“I heard you haven’t awakened the blessing either, so I will grant you the awakening of the blessing after conquering the labyrinth.”
Damos smirked.
“There is a condition.”
“Let’s hear it.”
“Kill Sis.”
“….”
Damos’s face contorted.
“Vita and Kimo too.”
Anger.
“Gaise! Deria! Kira! Kill all those damn traitors!”
At Damos’s shout, Sain turned around.
There.
“….”
There were anxious candidates.
Sain looked back at Damos.
“But isn’t it too late for that now?”
“Are you rejecting my proposal?”
“No. The face you need to see is not over there.”
It’s not Dante.
“Are they intimidating you?”
Rasiel.
He should have killed them the mont he arrived at Rasiel for the exchange.
The confidence reflected on Rasiel’s candidates’ faces.
He should have been cautious of it, not mistaking it for arrogance or conceit.
“No, that’s not it. Why would you think that?”
Every word shouldn’t have been taken lightly.
– Welco to the Labyrinth, is this your first ti?
Hints were plentiful.
When faced with Rasiel’s candidates, one had to understand the reason behind the expressions they showed.
If so.
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