The King of the Battlefield

Chapter 239

KoTB Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Sky Lord (2)

Translator: Nadu

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“Strange guys are following.”

Tacan spoke.

Originally, Tacan was the right-hand man of Luciferre who reigned in Asura’s Path but after Luciferre had been absorbed by Muyoung, Tacan followed him.

A warrior who was skilled in swordmanship with the form of a death knight.

However, his fighting power had already surpassed the final state of a death knight, doom knight, that was told to be the legendary state.

And his senses were comparable to the transcendentals.

“I think they figured out our location.”

Beside him, Bae Sungmin spoke.

Sungmin who had become an elder lich had long surpassed the level of a demon king.

As he was able to continue a fight with Enroth who was said to be one of the strongest demon kings.

“I’m a bit late.”

And after receiving their reports, Muyoung made a short reply.

Three days have passed since they have left the area where Gremory’s fissure was located.

They were late by a day.

Did he think too highly of Lerajie?

Or, did it mean that Lerajie was that much more focused on the situation with Gremory?

What was certain was that he didn’t have much time.

‘If Lerajie opens the fissure, Gremory will instantly be exposed.’

Normally, the agreeing party would act much later.

It was something he realized after absorbing Dantalian.

That they had to get the miracle book, ‘Ars Nova’ to freely act!

But, time started to move almost 10 years faster.

The reason… He was unsure. However, as the past and the present had changed, the reason would be due to himself.

‘Memories of Dantalian are too ambiguous. However, it is clear that I need to gather the strength of the opposing party.’

He needed to destroy Lerajie and use Gremory to increase their forces.

Although the opposing party was small in number, their fighting power wouldn’t be ignorable.

Thus, he needed to make them fight against each other. He needed to be the final winner. He was going to save mankind and reveal the truth of this world.

However, that didn’t mean he had plans to let the opposing party live.

To kill his final target, ‘Baal’, he needed to kill the rest of the 71 demon gods,

As that was one of the ‘extinction conditions’.

“Muyoung, what are you going to do?”

Tacan spoke.

Muyoung looked around.

About 300,000 soldiers. Although it was much smaller in number than the 2.2 million demons Lerajie had, there was no reason why they couldn’t fight if they were to fight them individually.

‘As I’ve left a trace on purpose, they would obviously send a tracking team.’

This also was a situation Muyoung had intended.

Lerajie’s main army wouldn’t be able to leave far from Gremory’s fissure. It meant that it would be hard for Lerajie to send a full-scale army and they would only be able to have a small-scale team to trace Muyoung down.

However, it would be made with elites.

‘A little taste.’

First… Muyoung was planning to find out how strong Lerajie’s elites were.

Of course, with this small-scale battle, Lerajie would also try to find out about Muyoung, but to sum it up, ‘hiding their strength the most was winning’.

‘Lerajie was sensitive about winning and losing.’

He couldn’t help but to be.

From the beginning, as Lerajie’s destruction condition was ‘defeating in war’, it could be helped but be a sensitive matter.

There will be a dent in his pride if he was to lose even a small-scale fight.

Muyoung looked at Tacan.

Tacan looked at Muyoung with anticipations.

As if he was telling Muyoung to leave it to him.

It meant he was going to go, fight, win, and return.

So, Muyoung made a simple reply.

“Lose by a small margin.”

“Yeah, I’ll go and win… wait lose?”

Tacan asked what Muyoung meant.

It was because his expectations plummeted all at once.

However, Muyoung didn’t say it wrong.

“We nee to repeat it a few times, so that they would increase the size of the group they send out.”

Muyoung’s strategy was simple.

He was going to use the mentality that it might work if they were to add a bit more strength.

He was going to let them win in small scale battles and when the war intensifies, he was going to take back the victory.

On top, Lerajie couldn’t remove his main unit. He needed at least 1.5 million demons in order to easily face Gremory’s troops.

At most, Lerajie could only take out 700,000 troops to face Muyoung.

Muyoung was going to hunt down that number by small bits.

“Sungmin, you gather all the souls of dead demons.”

“The souls?”

Sungmin tilted his head slightly.

Gathering the souls was completely different that making them into undead.

If Sungmin just needed to gather them, he could gather a million souls.

The problem was that the souls were useless if he was to gather them like that.

Then, Muyoung made a small smile.

“Don’t we need something to feed the Sky Lord?”

No matter how insiginificant they were, the Sky Lord had a strong ‘desire to eat’. It was similar to gluttony. And, the soul of hundreds of thousands of demons would be a great feast for it.

Of course, the greatest feast would be Muyoung’s body itself.

Muyoung’s body was on the verge of demigod’s rank and as he had now earned the shell of the immortal king, he had become the best ‘medicine’ to consume.

A drop of Muyoung’s blood could be a strong poison, or the best ‘elixir’.

If it could consume his entire body, even the lowest rank gobin could become a being ranked demon king or higher.

From Sky Lord’s point of view, Muyoung was truly the best living healthy meal as its only instinct was to consume.

So, before then, Muyoung needed it to be somewhat full.

Whatever the creature, if it was full, its movements would become slower.

‘Sky Lord. You are like a double-edged sword.’

Muyoung clenched his fist tightly.

A monster among monsters that was created to stop Diablo.

However, Muyoung was planning to tame even that monster.

There was a total of three demon groups that were sent to track down Muyoung’s army.

The Demon King of the 3rd Legion, Grukas, the Demon King of the 7th Legion, Bru, and the Demon King of the 11th Legion, Invasion.

In total, 200,000.

It was a large number considered they were groups sent out to track them down.

In reality, they were given the order to completely annihilate their enemies.

With so many badges fluttering… they grouped as one and were focused on their order with the eyes of a hawk and the claws of a lion.

They were the strongest army. They were the foundation that bore the greatest war fanatic Lerajie.

Unlike the other demon kings under other demon god’s command, they didn’t fight for credit.

They fought only to win their battles.

Obliteration!

They were also heartless.

When they decide who their enemies are, they wouldn’t let even one of them escape alive.

Tacan was in awe when he saw them running towards them in an orderly fashion only for destruction.

“An amazing force.”

He had never faced such an army before.

He didn’t even feel this much force when he was facing Enroth and his demon kings.

An army of 200,000 men had the force few multiple times its size.

He felt eager to fight.

He wanted to fight them properly and win.

‘How I need to lose…’

Only 50,000 ghost cavalries existed behind him.

50,000!

Tacan soldiers were a bit higher quality than his enemy. However, it was hard to overcome the four times difference in number.

Even so, Tacan was confident that he would win.

However, Muyoung told him to lose.

‘And by a small margin!’

It was the same as taking a step back.

Haaa!

Tacan sighed.

Either way, Tacan decided to follow Muyoung.

It wasn’t just because Muyoung had absorbed his original master, Luciferre.

Muyoung… he was a bit different.

He continuously improved. He continuously sought something new.

Tacan was changing simply by being near Muyoung. He was becoming stronger.

Tacan who was continuously walking in place for few hundreds, few thousands of years, had changed completely in a few years.

Thus, he even set a goal to surpass him one day.

After he gained Muyoung’s rib bone, he felt like he was gaining more stamina.

Of course, that didn’t mean Tacan liked Muyoung very much.

‘I don’t know what he is thinking.’

He couldn’t predict Muyoung’s personality. He didn’t even like the fact that he treated him like his servant.

But, did someone say that the last to smile was the winner?

Tacan was going to bring Muyoung to the top.

When Muyoung reached the very top, Tacan was going to face him head-on and win. Then, he would be able to prove his greatness.

It would mean he had surpassed Luciferre as well.

Just, now was time to learn.

It was the best opportunity to act endlessly under him and to find out what drove Muyoung.

To do this, Tacan was following Muyoung.

It was different from Sungmin’s blind faith. Nevertheless, they were similar in some ways.

‘I’ll do it.’

He was going to think of this as a part of a teaching.

A way to fight well although he lost.

Swoosh!

Tacan took out the sword.

‘I’ll take down at least one of the three.’

He looked at the three demon kings.

It was the moment Tacan’s goal was set.

In Dantalian’s memories, the things related to the Sky Lord was very faint.

This was unavoidable because Dantalian was an ‘outsider’ unlike the other ordinary demon gods.

But, there were things he was able to figure out because he was an outsider.

For example, the things needed to control the Sky Lord…

The existence of demons who procured such things.

‘To control the Sky Lord, I need to feed it nebula.’

Nebula. In other words, the thing that was called a star.

The demons were captures ‘those who were selected by the star’ and feeding it to the Sky Lord.

Perhaps, the Sky Lord might have some things similar to Muyoung.

And now, Muyoung was going to attack the castle with the preys he had gathered.

“Enroth.”

Swoosh.

Enroth, who became an undead, rose like a smoke beside Muyoung.

Although he was one of the strongest demon kings in the past, after he lost against Muyoung, he had become an undead and acted as a puppet who followed Muyoung’s orders.

Muyoung spoke towards Enroth.

“Shouldn’t you greet your friend whom you haven’t met in a while?”

Muyoung’s eyes were looking towards the castle afar that had black smokes emitting.

The castle was the place where he would feed the Sky Lord.

And the one who ruled over the castle was one of the very powerful demon kings.

The ultimate eighteen demon king.

Seven Mountain.

Six Lord.

Five Star.

Enroth was one of the strongest demon kings who was in the ‘final five’.

And the one who protected the castle was one rank below him, one among the ‘Six Lord’.

Swoosh.