The Runic Alchemist-Chapter 629: The Dark War 24

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629 The Dark War 24

"Leave this world," Damian said simply.

"You can't win against him, kid!" Mindseer shouted from the side.

She had seen the abilities of the Demon Lord up close and had figured out exactly what they were facing here.

"I know," Damian whispered.

A smug look on the giant, monstrous dark figure somehow managed to look both creepy and funny at the same time. Giving him a look filled with exhaustion, relief, pity, and hope, all four stepped inside the wormhole and went back inside the stone shrine through the waygate. Damian looked at the Demon Lord—the giant figure standing tall with a pitch-black sword held firmly in his hands. Damian had killed all the legendary-ranked pigmen in a 7-kilometer area. This was the only one left. There were more, though, in the army spread across kilometers.

Damian once again launched his hellfire—the Demon Lord used his abyssal sword to block, but Damian had learned his lessons and quickly activated ten wormholes, all placed around his beam of hellfire. Damian moved his head like a beast, sending his hellfire through all the wormholes that opened near different parts of the giant dark body.

How much could one sword stop when he could launch attacks from all sides?

Damian also added his complementary lasers to the mix—even more wormholes, even more variations—the giant body of the legendary-rank monster had nowhere to hide. There were more holes in the dark giant than its own muscles. Damian obliterated the legendary-ranked monster in seconds.

If the four transcendants who had fought a struggling fight for the past hour had seen this scene, they would begin to question their whole reality. The Demon Lord was stripped of his overwhelming power once Land Breaker's body was gone. Without him, this ability of Prime Esper was only annoying—not life-threatening. The numbers, even if in millions, were just monsters Damian could get rid of easily.

The dark, shiny abyssal sword was gone from the legendary monster's hands as it fell backward. Damian saw the dark wave of energy rushing fast through the army full of black pigmen, but he did not give chase. That wouldn't achieve anything. The dark army continued the attack—the barrier was strong, though, and the minions, even in such numbers, wouldn't do enough damage to break through it for hours.

The pigmen could finally leave in peace now.

Damian looked upon the giant, mindless dark army. The only way to get rid of the Demon Lord completely was the one that was the most extreme of his ideas. Curse his overthinking mind—sometimes it seemed like his problems were the ones manifested by his own twisted thoughts.

He had thought about the possibility but had never really wanted to test it out. But before doing the irreversible thing, he had to make sure everyone was gone from this world. The pigmen in the shrine city were taken care of—he should go check up on Sam.

Damian kept only one tank of liquid mana, assimilating it into his five mana cubes—floating waves of liquid mana. The other unused three and a half tanks he placed in a barren land of this world using a waygate, for later use. Dragging it with him was not the most efficient. After that, Damian opened a waygate connecting to Sam and flew inside—leaving the Demon Lord behind.

Even if the Demon Lord found new legendary monsters, he knew they were no match for Damian. If the guy was smart, he should have figured out by now that he had lost. But if not, then his only other options were Shadecaster and Bloodedge. Damian had cut Bloodedge from receiving any environmental mana when he imprisoned the guy, and he was also under the Divine Seeker chain spell's influence. Shadecaster was the better choice—but the question was, why hadn't the Demon Lord reached out to this guy by now? Why was he fighting against the four third-rankers for the last hour?

Maybe, for some reason, the Demon Lord couldn't reach and take control of his most loyal follower? What could that be?

Damian flew out of the blue, shimmering waygate to get the answers.

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[In Mid-Air Above the Ice Wall Covering the Giant Stone Shrine, Right After Damian Disappeared — Sam's POV]

Sam attacked with his lightning bolts and even in person with a tremendous force behind his cyan aura-clad sword in the middle of the air. But just as every time before, it was blocked by the shiny, dark liquid shield that opened out of nowhere.

It was the weirdest and most disgusting thing—for a moment, it was a dark liquid dancing with each gesture of Shadecaster, and in the next, it was a shield harder than steel itself.

Shadecaster blocked his attack, launched the dark tendrils which Sam dodged, flying at lightning speed. Then came the horde of flying monsters—this combination had already been used on him tens of times before. Sam dealt with the flying monsters, and Shadecaster once again created some distance between them and started attacking with his psychic flying monsters and dark giant arrows.

However, this time, after clearing the horde of flying monsters attacking him, Sam turned around and scanned the whole battlefield. He was gone. Damian, along with the Demon Lord, had suddenly left—the golden barrier had shattered too. The black army of monsters was blasting at the ice wall Damian had hastily made, at full power.

That wouldn't last long.

He needed to finish this guy soon and get back to protecting the steel pillar producing mana clouds.

Sam once again used a wormhole to reach behind Shadecaster, but the bastard was somehow always able to sense it and use his damned dark shiny shield again. Sam was getting very tired of this guy now.

"Fuck this..." he muttered.

Instead of attacking the shield, Sam stopped and activated his skill called Overload Pulse. His two hands felt a surge of opposing forces of power—Sam stored his sword away and placed his two hands with open palms facing each other near his chest, as if trying to crush some invisible box. A blinding white energy started violently rotating and charging more and more between his two hands. free𝑤ebnovel.com

He had never used the skill—it was a new one.

Hopefully, it works against Shadecaster.

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