Episode 217 Episode
80. Kantai’s mind ⑴ It was normal for an ordinary human to lose his mind immediately and go crazy when he touched the Demon Sword of the Demon God of the Underworld.
However, the demonic sword Amula could not do any harm to Yuma.
Amurra was a sword with an ego. Amanzo, his real owner, was defeated by this human once in Yoheim, and Empey, who had just used himself, was also defeated.
Of course, both of them were in a situation where they could only use a small part of the body’s power in the underworld, but the opponent was a human anyway.
A weak being who should not be defeated by the Demon God and the Demon King just because he cannot use his power properly.
Amulla was disappointing to them.
On the other hand, the human named Yuma was entitled to use himself.
‘Since it’s a demonic sword, I thought there would be something great when I touched it, but it turned out to be nothing special.’
Thinking so, Yuma was about to examine the necklace he had stolen from Empey, but Arilla shook once and began to shrivel.
“what!”
Yuma saw the strange phenomenon and tried to throw Aryeola to the ground.
It was because I wondered if Amanjo was trying to trick something by using Amulla.
But there was no time to shake off anything. In an instant, Amola, which had changed into a small marble, entered Yuma’s left forearm.
I got goosebumps, but I didn’t feel a sense of alienation. Yuma intuitively realized that this was not Amanzo’s trick.
A vivid black pattern sprouted from Yuma’s left arm where Atchila had been absorbed.
The pattern looked like sharp blades of grass drawn in layers.
Just as she was about to tilt her head, Yuma felt the demonic sword’s will pass through her head.
The magic sword’s will clearly said this. Summon yourself when you want.
‘How am I supposed to summon him?’
It was something that would only happen in an adventure novel read in the imperial library.
Just like the main characters in adventure novels, Yuma clearly pictured the shape of the sword in his head.
Then, the pattern on his left arm glowed like a magic lamp, and the demonic sword Amula sprouted on top of Yuma’s palm.
“Oh…
When I experienced it as an enemy weapon, I thought it was a sword with infinitely annoying and fraudulent abilities.
However, the demonic sword Amola that sprouted from the palm of his hand felt like a very bright and beautiful treasured sword.
The subtle yet heavy black color of the sword body, the sharpness that would cut through anything. The rare, beautiful, and strong weapon called the magic sword had something that stimulated the emotions of a warrior. It was still like that when I first saw Ascalon.
That wasn’t the end.
When Amula was summoned, Mpey’s artifact that was worn around her neck began to vibrate.
As Yuma carefully supported the necklace with her hand, an unfamiliar sight suddenly unfolded before her eyes.
All black and wet, a purple world.
The appearance that spread out in Yuma’s field of vision was clear that he was in the underworld without thinking about it.
In the underworld, among them, Empey’s main body breathes.
The power of the dark and huge black aura felt in that scene. Yuma seemed to be able to draw those forces himself. It was so close that you could touch it if you stretched out your hand.
That was Empey’s true power, and the power that the owner of the necklace could draw upon.
However, the Black Aura did not want to accept it any longer.
‘The energy of the lightning thrown by Empey is still fluctuating inside her body..•’
Yuma did not fully absorb the lightning thrown by Empey. No, I was able to fully absorb it, but digestion was a problem.
It was a shame because the ogre blood remained in Yuma’s body, and Yuma’s own aura affinity was natural.
If it weren’t for those two factors, Yuma wouldn’t have been able to digest even half of the black lightning.
The black aura that had not been digested earlier was mixed with Yuma’s blood, and it continued to boil, just like when Sword Eye was activated to the limit.
Wow!
As Yuma bent his back and vomited, a black lump came out. It was a lump made of Yuma’s blood and black aura mixed together.
waeg!
As one more chunk came out, Yuma’s purple skin color slightly faded. It seemed to be gradually finding its own color.
Whoa!
Woah…
Maybe because the battle with Empey was over, the relaxed body began frantically rejecting the black aura left inside.
Yuma’s face went white and he vomited as he slowly moved towards the beach. When Amulla conveyed her will to disappear, she was absorbed into the pattern on her left arm again.
Igmeseus reached the beach long before Yuma.
‘It’s a bitch, it’s a bitch. Hmmm…* Igmeseus, who saw the scenery of the beach, thought so and looked at it stealthily.
Because Empey had withdrawn, it was clear that Kantai, who had been affected, would have awakened.
If it was Belkan’s daughter, there was nothing more to see. It was good even without seeing how morbidly he hated himself.
Still, I had no choice but to talk to Belkan’s daughter.
It was because he wanted to save Ballinan.
Kantai was moving the wounded from place to place with great brute strength, following Cogg’s instructions.
Igor was also procuring herbs to apply to the wounded along with Untai.
“Miss Kantai! Please press this person! I have to wear a bandage, but I keep having seizures!”
“I see!”
Kantai obediently carried out Cogg’s orders and was obsessed with caring for the people of his tribe. She, too, was born as Bel Khan’s daughter and never had to go through a situation like this.
And she had no knowledge of medicine.
The spirits of the tribe, including Untai, were also ignorant of fatal injuries such as body amputation or skeletal damage, while only being able to treat colds or light trauma.
On the other hand, Cogg learned a lot of medical knowledge from Cheryl during the trip. Natalie had taught him how to handle poison, so he was able to concoct paralysis poison.
“great! Grind some of this too!”
“okay!”
Igmeseus stared blankly at the scene for a while. I have no pride in being the daughter of Belkan ••••••.
It was a possible idea because the deaths of the tribesmen of Popora Island had no meaning to Igmeseus.
[Hmm hmm hmm.]
As Igmeseus approached, the tribesmen who were not badly injured trembled to the point of exposing their whites in amazement.
To that extent, Igmeseus was recognized as a vicious being by the tribesmen.
In the midst of helping Cog, Kantai, feeling a strange current, turned his head to confirm Igmeseus’ approach.
As soon as Kantai saw Igmeseus, he made a stern impression. It looked like it would run right away. It was because the hairs on her body were growing in an instant and the transformation was about to begin.
“Miss Kantai! For now, take care of the injured first! please!”
Cogg shouted, wiping his forehead, which was a mixture of blood and sweat.
[That’s right. I have no intention of disturbing you… Why don’t you follow that human? Mr. Ha… Belkan used to brag a lot to me that he had a daughter. huh?
And talk to you later…]
“Shut up! betrayer! You dare father with that filthy mouth!”
“Mr. Kantai!”
Cog roared again, blocking Kantai’s path.
“There Mr. Tantai is also dying. Just now, one of your tribesmen, whom I fed the paralytic poison, passed away… But are you going to do this? You are the leader!”
There was a strong sense of sincere desperation in Cogg’s voice and face.
The wounded in front of him were the natives of Po Rapora Island, who had been trying to kill himself and Yuma’s party before.
However, when he saw the natives dying endlessly in the great misfortune of being a demon tribe, Cog felt his heart break.
Seeing so many people die in front of their eyes due to sudden misfortune, ordinary human beings have no choice but to have such a sad heart.
Cog glared at Kantai, almost crying.
“I am taking care of the people of your tribe without even checking whether my little master is alive or dead…
Kantai trembled for a while, then turned around and moved again to carry the wounded. Then he said to Cog:
“Yes, sorry.”
Igmeseus sighed, sweeping his chest. Then, sitting in the corner, he carefully channeled the remaining energy into Ballinan’s body.
This little boy’s life force could be restored even half only if he regained some of his power that Belkan’s daughter bitch was keeping.
‘Oh, I’m afraid I’m not Belkan’s daughter. But if I hadn’t had any restrictions…
Kantai would have completely ignored Igmeseus. The stranger called Kog was right a hundred times. Now was not the time to be swayed by personal feelings.
Contrary to his name, Kantai, the first strongman, was resentful of himself for being infinitely helpless in front of the demons.
The bones of the young tribal people who had touched the fingertips were still vivid.
The groans of the wounded and the cries of the young tribesmen continued to erupt from all over the beach.
Cogg’s heart broke when he saw the young tribesmen crying and hugging the corpses of their dead parents.
Medicinal materials were infinitely lacking, and bandages were showing their end. Cogg had to tear his clothes and untie the laces of his boots in a hurry to stop the bleeding.
Kantai opened his eyes and came to his senses. Then, as if remembering something, he threw himself toward the beach.
“Where are you going! Mr Kantai!”
“If you search the wreckage of the wrecked ship, you will find first-aid medicine!”
It was the moment when her tremendous physical ability shined. Kantai ruthlessly sliced the shallow beach right in front of him with his blades, looking for what appeared to be first-aid medicines and a keg.
It was common knowledge that she knew that strong alcohol was effective in disinfection. She slung a few kegs and a few boxes of first-aid kits over her shoulder and ran back to Cog.
While doing so several times, Cog frantically rummaged through the boxes, picking out items that could be used.
The affected area had to be cut out to remove the black aura that never extinguished like an oily fire.
With a feeling of cutting his own flesh, Kantai took off the flesh of the tribesmen with the black aura attached.
Maybe an hour passed. The blood-stained beach had a slightly chaotic atmosphere.
trudge.
And the figure of Yuma walking out of the bush over there, relying on Ascalon like a staff. When Cog saw him, his eyes widened and he jumped up.
“Yuma-sama!”
waeg!
Yuma was still unable to stop vomiting.
The purple skin was now almost back to normal, but instead, the whole body was white and cold sweat was flowing.
Another black lump came out of Yuma’s mouth. Kog hurriedly ran towards Yuma, followed by Igor.
“Are you all right! Mr. Yuma! oh my!”
“Ko Kog… I’m glad you’re safe.”
As soon as Yuma saw Kog’s face, he collapsed forward and lost consciousness.
Kantai, who was watching the scene, felt strange and gritted his teeth.
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