Chapter 212 - Demon King of Iron, Enroth (1)

Chapter 212: Demon King of Iron, Enroth (1)
Translation: Nadu
Edit: Sephtair
It was fortunate that the Sky Lord had just finished shedding. Snakes that shed their skin tended to be weaker right after they shed.
In fact, the Sky Lord’s movement was slower than expected. The overwhelming size and strength were still there, but Baltan repeatedly choose the right timing to attack and retreat.
It seemed like Baltan had deliberately waited for it to shed.



…It’s actually a good thing. We need to move before the Sky Lord eats up everything. It should be possible.

Azur spoke as if he was chanting a spell. He seemed to have an instinctive fear of the Sky Lord.
For a demon king to be taken aback, it meant that the Sky Lord’s power was that great.

Muyoung.

Sungmin spoke. He also knew Baltan.
There was only one reason why he would call him. It was to ask if they would help Baltan.

What are you doing? Don’t think of doing something stupid. Even though the Sky Lord just finished shedding, they will never be able to win against the Sky Lord!

The Sky Lord’s attacks were simple. It used its huge body to gobble up everything in front of it. Baltan was doing well, making timely attacks using his army, but it felt like they were at their limit. Indeed, casualties started to appear.
As the Sky Lord rolled its tail to pressure them, a sand storm started to blow in all directions.

Sungmin, take everyone and proceed.




I will help as well.


No, I’ll be okay alone.

Muyoung spread his wings.
The Sky Lord… Muyoung didn’t plan to risk his life and fight against it.
He just wanted to buy time.
There were many things he wanted to ask Baltan. To do this, Muyoung needed him alive. Furthermore, he was slightly curious about the Sky Devil’s power that was able to stop even Diablo.
As he knew that its power had been greatly reduced because it had just finished its shedding, it would be a good chance to find out how strong it was.

You’re a fool…!

Azul clicked his tongue.
However, he was strictly a trader.


He had no thoughts of helping him.
He was someone who moved only according to his trade, his promise.
Muyoung flew up into the air.
Swoosh!
He took out Anguish and placed the holy flame on it.
As the strong powers of curse and holy flame mixed together, he quickly launched it at the Sky Lord.
Craaaashhhh!
A huge explosion.
The Sky Lord’s body shook a bit. But, the Sky Lord didn’t even let out a scream.
It was just scratched a little.


‘A complete immunity against fire. It’s the perfect preparation for Diablo.’
First, the holy flame couldn’t produce any damage. It was the curse that produced a hit. But, even the power of the curse had been sharply decreased.
A spell was probably placed by the demon gods.
It was able to produce such an effect because the curse that was engraved on Anguish was so strong.
However, Muyoung had many abilities besides the two powers.
In fact, no one would have such a wide range of abilities as Muyoung.
As he spread Gabriel’s wings wide, 7,777 feathers floated through the air.
Boom boom boom…!!
Countless bursts occurred. But this time, it was an explosion of pure divine power.
Graaaaaaaaaaah!


For the first time, the Sky Lord let out a scream.
It’s effective.
As the Sky Lord was a very simple creature, it turned its attention towards Muyoung.
‘It wasn’t prepared to fight against divine powers.’
At least, it didn’t have any protection against pure divine power.
Well, if the demon gods created it, how could they give it divine power?
Muyoung looked down at Anguish. He wasn’t able to really mix divine powers with Anguish.
Instead…
Clank!
As Muyoung touched near his heart, something could be felt.
It was a spear.
The God Killing Spear… Gabriel’s weapon.
Gabriel’s spear neutralized all ‘evil’ mixed in Muyoung, stopped him from being corrupted, and was a way to keep Luciferre in check.
This item could be considered as a ‘higher level’ than Diablo’s flame.
A true original. A treasure among treasures.
Would the Sky Devil be able to prepare for a spear of this calibre?
For the first time, Muyoung took out the spear for a moment.
Zeeeeeeing!
In a flash, intense light was emitted from Muyoung’s heart.
The light was so bright that it could even brighten up the Demon God’s Territory that was dyed by darkness.
After looking at the bright light, Azul felt pain like his whole body was on fire.
It had been a while since he felt this sort of pain.
Then, as he looked up after bending his body slightly, he saw the ‘guy’ with six huge wings.
Muyoung was his name?
‘Was he not a demon king?’
When Azul first met Muyoung, he was able to smell a strong evil scent.
He also showed off a unique disposition that all demon kings normally had.
But he had never heard of a demon king who used divine powers.
‘He isn’t an angel. That couldn’t be possible.’
There were no angels in the Underworld.
This wasn’t a truth that only the humans were aware of.
Demons also had the same knowledge.
This was the Underworld, a place where evil was born.
Then what was the divine power that could be felt from him?
It was far from the divine powers that the priests of humans or other species used.
A bit more… it felt like it was a bit closer to the source.
The Sky Lord had a critical weakness.
That it was helpless in front of ‘a strength unique in the world’.
It was also known as special power. Or the world ability. It was called many names.
Either way, Diablo’s flame couldn’t come close to the power of that world ability.
Diablo’s flame should have been a unique strength, but this meant that it wasn’t unique.
There was no way for Azul to know that Muyoung was able to use Diablo’s flame because he had absorbed it. Thanks to this, Azul was able to see the Sky Lord being inflicted with damage for the first time.
Graaaaaaaahhhhh!
The Sky Lord twisted its huge body. Whenever it did, the sky and the ground shook. It felt like the world was about to be destroyed.
A huge sand storm and strong winds.
For the first time, Azul gained interest in the being who he was making a trade with, the one who stood firmly through all this.
This was something that never happened before.
However… it was lacking. For some reason, Muyoung seemed unfamiliar in dealing with his strength.

If you don’t want to be swept away, follow me. Even if you went, you wouldn’t be of any help.

Azul spoke to Sungmin.
Surely, Sungmin exhibited a lot of strength as an elder lich, but it wasn’t effective against the Sky Lord.
If his opponent wasn’t the Sky Lord, like the current army, Sungmin would have been playing an active part in the fight.
However, the situation was different.

I understand.

Sungmin well knew this of himself.
He had obviously become stronger as well. He had grown so much that he was incomparable to his past self. However, Muyoung was still a few steps ahead of Sungmin.
It didn’t seem like he would be able to easily close this gap.

As a commander, Baltan’s abilities were outstanding. His ability to notice things and read the situation was excellent.
After he read the message Muyoung wanted to convey, he started to retreat.
Rather than being excited about a reunion, now was the time for them to fall back.

Retreat!

While holding all kinds of weapons created by the dwarves, Baltan and his soldiers started to leave the battlefield.
Crash! Thud!
As they got further away from the battlefield, the sound became louder.
Would the fight between gods be like this?
‘If my eyes did not deceive me…’
However, Baltan couldn’t help but become aware.
The moment he saw Muyoung, he felt like the connection that was lost had been renewed.

Wasn’t that… our lord?

An elf approached him and asked.
Although a few things had changed, the person he saw just now was definitely the owner of the territory, Muyoung.
It seemed like Baltan wasn’t the only one who felt this way.

Our lord was alive.


If, if that’s the case, we can end this war.


Finally, finally!

All his soldiers were delighted.
However, Baltan still had a gloomy expression on his face. If he was alive, why did they lose contact for over 2 years?
Why did he leave the territory and disappear…?
Due to his vacancy, the territory had suffered much pain. Although they had grown that much more, he was still hurt by Muyoung’s absence.
Thud!
The loud sounds continuously spread. However, it became quiet afterwards.
Had it been a few seconds since the last sound?

It has been a while.

Muyoung appeared.
With his wings open, Muyoung approached swiftly.

Greetings, lord.

Baltan kneeled.
Although Baltan was hurt by Muyoung’s absence, he was the Guardian of the Territory. And his master was still Muyoung.
As Baltan kneeled, everyone around them did so as well.

There are a lot of things I would like to ask you. But… first, let’s change our location. The Sky Lord will wake up soon.

From Muyoung’s tone of voice, Baltan was able to notice that he wanted to leave quickly. It meant that the fight with the Sky Lord was that gruesome.
Baltan nodded his head.
Muyoung scratched his head with his hand and started to move with his wings folded.

Gabriel’s spear was certainly amazing.
It was stronger than anything else.
But, Muyoung was not accustomed to using Gabriel’s strength. As its power sucked away so much of his strength, the recovery would take a while. It was a different feeling than when he used acceleration with his ‘horn’.
‘I need to refrain from using it.’
He was able to momentarily knock the Sky Lord out.
As expected, he could produce huge damages. It was possible for him to make it unconscious because his skin had become weaker.
However, if Muyoung were to continue the battle, he would be in danger.
This event allowed him to understand why Diablo could not cross the border, and why even the demon gods, who had created it, avoided it.
So, Muyoung left the scene and took a raincheck.
During their fight, he was successful in getting a sample of its skin and flesh.
‘If I research this, I will get some sort of result.’
It was an interesting foreign substance.
They were a type of skin and flesh he had never seen before. They were far different from what normal living creatures had.
If he conducted research and got results, he could use it to strengthen undead or in other ways.
Perhaps, it could lead him to learn more about the demon gods.
So, after he took a sample, he gave it to Baltan.
Afterwards, he led his army to return to his territory.
Azul quickly left after seeing the territory. He said,
When you need me, you can just tell the lich.
However, he looked like he was leaving in a hurry after discovering something unsettling. He looked like he had arrived in a place he shouldn’t have.
Although Muyoung thought it was odd that he acted that way, he didn’t think much of it.

The territory has grown much larger.


Compared to 2 years ago, it should be about 3 times the size. The population has grown that much as well.

Muyoung walked along the main road that led to the castle.
Behind him, his army followed.
And there were many people in the area who looked at Muyoung.

There are a lot more children, I think?


There was a war. No, it is currently happening as well. There were a lot of adults who died. Of course, those who survived are that much stronger.


It is still going on? Who is the opponent?

Baltan stood in front of the castle for a moment.
The lord’s castle grew much larger, and was greater than before.
The place was spotless, as they had continuously maintained it.
In front of it, Baltan nervously spoke.

Demon King of Iron, Enroth. We are at war with him.

Demon King of Iron, Enroth!
Muyoung couldn’t help but react to his name.
There were three levels to classify the finest demon kings.
Seven Mountains.
Six Lords.
Five Stars.
Altogether, eighteen.
The lower the number, the stronger they were; especially, the last five were like a ‘wall’.
They could truly be called the kings of the demon kings, and reigned right below demon gods.
And if it was the Demon King of Iron, Enroth…
‘He’s one ofthe Five Stars.’
The one who is considered as one of the most powerful demon kings!
Muyoung understood why Azul left in such a hurry.