Chapter 509: 509 Episode 508 "The Mythology of Awakening"

The left wing of the human army. The demon army, flanked from front to back by the mighty advance of the giant Caria and the army brought in by Leu, no longer had the appearance of an army.

A single swing of the black scarlet sword by Kalia would be enough to send screams flying, and the ones who retained their ferocious nature would die first.

Those whose instincts were stimulated by the cowardice that lay dormant in them would run around the streets in disarray, finding the slightest opening to escape, or stain the ground with their flesh and blood.

It was not a battle. There are only crushers and crushed.

If you look at it as a battle between armies and armies, this is a crushing victory for mankind. Like a broom sweeping away the dust, the demon army was cut down.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the word "victory" appeared with ferocity. Even smiles were beginning to appear.

In the midst of this, the first person to notice it was the commander, Caria.

...... What the hell is this?

It's a strange choking. The chills were solid and clinging to his body. The enemy was now scattered, and the forces of Leu and Caria had even joined forces. The victory of the left wing is decisive. There is nothing to fear.

And yet I can't stop feeling queasy. My fingertips can't help but tremble.

"What's the matter, Mr. Caria? I'm sweating.

"...... sweat?

I didn't notice it until my first officer told me. Sweat is dripping down my forehead like a waterfall. And yet, my body was surprisingly cold inside. With every drop of sweat, the heat was being taken away.

I've never felt anything like this before. No, no. It was. Caria grasps the black scarlet in both hands.

--The Great Temple of Hrimsrath. The golden lady. The spirit Altius.

All that comes to mind is a presence as if the world had just fallen. Immediately my face turned upward. Karia wasn't sure that she was standing now.

"Ahhhhhhhhh ...... finally no good. No. You must be aware of that reaction. You're very sensitive. That's good, but... One foot, two feet. Or maybe it's been too long. I don't blame you. No one realizes they're late until it's too late for everything.

It was a voice that pierced and bounced off the surroundings, yet had a strange beauty to it. Kalia could tell immediately who it belonged to. It was close to Leu's voice, but different.

The jewel Agathos, a demon with hair dyed red, approached Kalia's feet and continued to speak.

I was really hoping we could get rid of the demons and take back Phialat, but... It's happening, it's happening. There's nothing anyone can do to stop it. Unless it's Althea. I miss it. I miss it so much it makes me want to throw up.

Agathos was always long-winded, but today she seemed to be talking faster than usual. She is not a calm person.

Her firm and tight expression spoke more eloquently than words.

Kalia and Agathos both looked at the royal palace of Borvat - the huge mountain that sat at the back of it.

There's something there. No, "something" is just a deception and a comfort. I already know what it is.

"The Great Demon Vriligant.

The words came out of nowhere, spilling into the air. A hint of a fearsome mythical monster is beginning to leak from it.

I'm not sure what to say.

Shadrapto, the red copper dragon, lets his body spill out of the molten sunlight. The ideal world of poisons is gone, and only a demon is there. There was no longer any sign of the demon.

Instantly, Shadrapto sniffs. Then a small flick of his tongue in his mouth.

A dense, almost numbing scent of evil. It's not much, but it's not something you can taste in this demonically thin age.

Something was wrong. There's only one thing I can think of.

I looked over and saw him on the street. The demon army was scattered and the human army was in the process of reorganizing.

In unison, he was looking at the palace and the mountains behind it.

"Oh. You're early. Have you had your fill?　I thought we were old friends.

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Lugis did not look back at Shadrapto, but spoke with his back to him.

Shadrapto did not know how much he had heard from Junerva and how much he knew. But either way, he decided, his attention was now on that thing, not on himself.

...... There goes the scary, scary dragon. You're running away. You're going to go?

I'm not sure if you've seen this before. He didn't seem to be nervous at all.

I'm going. I'm going.

Shadrapto almost sighed. You'd think being a demon would have made you a little more demonic, but you're no different.

Facing Vriligant is like rolling a blank die. There is no winning side, and the result is the same no matter which side is rolled. He was helpless because he was willing to play the game.

In the end, he remains a fool. Shadrapto says, as if in abandonment.

"Vriligant is the bearer of myth. You're not the kind of person who can be helped by having the source material. If you want to die, so be it.

Shadrapto thought that these words would be useless. Lugis knew that there would be no victory anyway. But he will say that he can't not go.

It was utter nonsense. Shadrapto, for whom perfection is everything, would never understand. It was the most contemptible thing to do.

Lugis said, still with his back to me.

"Hey, hey, hey. Give me a break, Shad. Did you really think I was going to play a game I couldn't win?

"What about ......?

As he turned on his heel, Shadrapto let out an involuntary sigh of relaxation. Lugis's words did not sink in for several seconds.

Win, to what? To Vriligant, that's ridiculous.

Just as Shadrapto was forming such a question in his mind, Rougis turned and smiled. The sword undulates, lightly brushing the hollow.

It's easy, isn't it? A dragon that failed to enter the graveyard. I already know how to kill it.

I wonder if he's serious. Shadrapto looked at Lugis as his red hair swept over his head. That was a bad idea, she thought.

Rougis' crimson eyes looked straight at Shadrapto. It was a strong gaze, not unlike that of a brand new demon.

"Come with me, Shad. You don't want him to live, do you? Then I'll kill him. Just take me with you.

They were familiar words.

In Shadrapto's long life, only two beings, including Lugis, had ever claimed to be able to kill Vriliganth. The first to speak was a human.

A man as bright as gold.

--All you have to do is lead. I'll kill the evil dragon.

And she certainly did.

Maybe this is how she felt then too, Shadrapto thought. After hesitating, she stuck out both wings from her back and pursed her lips.

I don't want to go near it. I don't want to go near it.

"That's fine. I'll do all the rest. It'll be worth the price.

Sure. It's a little risky, but if it kills Vriligant, it's more than I can handle with both hands. And even if the demon Lugis dies in due course.

For Shadrapto, it's just one less person he can kill. That's not a bad thing.

"Then good luck getting caught. We'll be there in an instant.

Shadrapto said, holding out his hands. The roar of the dragon was almost audible in his ears as he opened his eyes.

For the first time in a long time, he would be close to a monster with open eyes. Shadrapto never believed in Lugis, but he was still in the mood to roll the dice.

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