I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 118

Chapter 118

Episode 118

Pfft!

The blue blood of the demons spurted out.

With a roar, the demons rushed towards Chris.

In an instant, he was surrounded by attacks from demons, and Chris dodged, deflected, blocked, and countered the attacks with his blade-like intuition.

Every moment, every moment is a crisis of death.

At the border between life and death, the will is sharpened endlessly.

‘It’s not enough.’

Chris posed a question.

What exactly is the perfect will that you desire?

No, fundamentally.

What is will?

Chris chewed over the question that had been on his mind countless times over the past two weeks.

An image that seems to be caught, but cannot be caught.

Chris had a gut feeling.

If we continue like this, there will be no answer.

‘I have to pay the amount.’

Chris bit his lip and made an unexpected choice.

He took off his ‘cloak of wisdom’.

It’s like throwing away your last lifeline.

A reckless choice.

Even Chris would have no way of surviving in this situation.

but.

‘Just achieve something before you die. You can do it.’

As Chris discarded the cloak of Kusa, he felt his will sharpened to a degree that was incomparable to before.

His body showed movements that were normally impossible.

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His consciousness began to slowly sink in the blood of the flying demons.

He was lost in thought, in the precarious confines of anatta.

‘It may be impossible to answer the question of what perfect will is in the first place.’

It’s meaningless.

With that thought in mind.

Chris’s will embedded in the Auror Blade began to fade.

This happened without Christ even realizing it.

Pfft!

The auror blade flashed and the demon’s arm flew away.

A curious thing.

The demon just now was a 5th-grade demon with a strong outer shell that couldn’t be cut even with Chris’s aura, but it was cut cleanly.

The incomprehensibility didn’t stop there.

‘There is no such thing as perfect will. Strictly speaking.’

The illusionary magic that Chris cast landed on the demons.

The demons screamed.

As if the illusion had materialized and was causing pain to the demons.

‘It doesn’t matter what form or kind the will takes.’

Hurrruk!

The dark magic of destruction has blossomed.

Fire, ice, lightning.

The three attributes were mixed and scattered around.

But then again a strange sight unfolded.

What Chris used was a low-power destructive black magic used for deterrence against 2-star and 3-star enemies.

However, the demons suffered great blows and fell down or retreated.

As if it had been upgraded and unleashed with high-level magic.

But Chris was unaware of this strange phenomenon.

His consciousness was no longer looking at the demons.

His eyes were deep and deeply sunken.

Into one’s own inner self.

‘The important thing is, ‘who’ had the will, huh?’

There are countless types of wills in the world.

The will to become stronger.

The will to survive.

The will to protect those precious to you.

etc.

It is impossible, or rather meaningless, to judge the superiority of those numerous wills.

What matters is who owns that will.

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‘The realm that Nogaju showed during sparring a while ago.’

At that time, the Norse twisted the law with only his will, containing the dignity of existence.

This was possible because the Norse’s existence had reached such a high level.

That is, the power of the will varies depending on who the owner of the will is.

‘Then my will can become perfect. Because I am the master of my will, more perfect than anyone else.’

An absurd thought.

But it was not an arrogant delusion, but an objective fact that no one could deny.

Because there is no one in this world better than Chris.

If that’s the case, then wouldn’t the will that Chris holds be more perfect than any will in the world?

The will I have will soon be the manifestation of my existence.

-I am the master of my own will, and my self-respect is great, so the will I hold will also be perfect.

This is Chris’ answer.

At that moment, an unbelievable story happened.

Chris’s perfect self was projected onto his will, and Chris’s self and will were conceptually identified.

The will, which was simply an expression of one’s will, was elevated to a higher level of power as it united with the self.

A sight that would have shocked the Norse if they had seen it.

It was something similar to what Nordic had shown, putting the quality of existence into will.

Of course, the technique that Norse showed was of a much higher level, but the fundamental principle was the same.

Paaaaaaaah!!!!

A brilliant light rose from Chris’ sword.

The familiar Aura Blade.

But it was different than before.

Unlike before, when there was still some imperfection, a solid brilliance emerged without an inch of wavering.

5 star, middle elder level.

I have reached a point where I can create an aura just by willpower, without any tricks.

Of course, its power is incomparable to that of the lower, low level.

Crunch!

The light cut off the devil’s neck.

Originally, it should have felt like a strong resistance, but it was clean, like cutting paper.

That wasn’t all.

Chris put away the Holy Sword and took out another sword.

Hurrah!

The black sword was imbued with will.

Crunch again!

The demon’s outer skin was cut like paper again.

It was an unbelievable sight.

The horse I just killed is a 5-horse Kelpington.

It was a demon that could not be physically attacked unless it was strong, but it was cut down with only the black sword.

The meaning of those words was self-evident.

This means that the black sword that contained Chris’s will gained power comparable to that of Kang-gi.

‘The Union’s Aura Blade has also become much stronger. It is incomparable to the Aura Blades of other common 5-star Elder classes.’

This is because my will has become that much stronger.

‘This willpower will become stronger as I grow.’

What Chris did was unite his will and himself.

As Chris’s rank grows in the future, his willpower will grow accordingly.

We have succeeded in laying the best foundation as we had set out to do.

‘As a mine, I’m getting close to being a 4-star. Actually, this doesn’t mean much.’

Chris, through enlightenment, has already exceeded the requirements to become a five-star.

However, it remains at 4 stars because it has not been able to develop other basic elements as a mine.

Problems that will all be solved with time.

‘… Now, is it next turn?’

Chris narrowed his eyes.

Is it a feeling?

The surroundings became quiet.

The demons that had been wandering around disappeared, and only an eerie silence filled the air.

With a thrilling sense of tension.

Clap, clap.

“Wow, that’s great. How on earth did you make your willpower so strong?”

Sherard appeared with a bright face.

“Especially that Aura. If I confront it head on, even my blood energy will be overwhelmed.”

“…….”

“No matter how much I think about it, it’s a shame to kill him now. Ah, what should I do? I can’t disobey my father’s orders. I have to send my younger brother away so soon, who I’m so interested in.”

Sherard looked sad and disappointed.

Chris frowned in disgust.

“Shut up. I don’t want to hear it.”

“Heh heh. Still, I’m glad that it will be a somewhat satisfying dinner. I guess I should give it my all, too? I’m not used to the idea yet, though.”

Idea.

It was a creepy story.

The story goes that Sherard has reached the level of 6 stars.

‘As expected, it was a master class. Probably low level.’

Even though Chris had a new insight, it wasn’t enough to win.

but.

‘It doesn’t matter. He’s the one who’s going to die today.’

I’ve already finished all the preparations.

“Wait a minute. I have something to say. Can you give me some time before we fight?”

“Hmm?”

“Yes, to regain my strength. I’m so tired that I don’t think I can fight properly. You don’t want to fight me when I’m exhausted, do you?”

Sherard nodded.

“Okay. I’ll wait as long as you can, so just recover to the best of your ability.”

Chris sat down and closed his eyes.

Although you may look defenseless, you don’t have to worry about Sherard attacking you by surprise.

Sherard waited with a relaxed expression for Chris to recover his magic and mana.

He hummed softly, feeling good.

A childlike excitement for the upcoming dinner party.

“You have no idea how much I’ve been waiting for this moment for a month. It’s been a long time since I’ve had someone as interesting as you.”

“…….”

“So, please recover to the best of your ability and make me happy. Hurry up, hurry up.”

Chris frowned inwardly.

‘It’s noisy. I can’t concentrate. Anyway.’

Chris squinted his eyes silently.

‘Fortunately, it seems like he didn’t notice my trick.’

Regaining strength is actually just an excuse.

Chris was quietly digging a trap.

To be exact, he was preparing to activate the trap he had secretly set for the past month.

yet.

“Okay. Let’s get started.”

“Hmm? Do you need more time? I can wait.”

“Enough.”

Sherard smiled, showing his teeth.

“Okay. Actually, it was hard for me to hold back the urge to kill you. Then shall we begin?”

With that declaration.

Sherard’s body turned into a bloody mist and disappeared.

Chris instinctively dodged to the side.

Pfft!

Fog settled over the spot where Chris had disappeared.

Sherard, who had returned to his original body, laughed and reached out his hand.

“Haha! Please keep me entertained for as long as you can!”

“!!”

Drops of blood rose from Sherard’s fingertips.

Each and every one of them was a blood vessel containing the power of the spirit.

A 5-star upper level technique that can change the form of the energy at will.

But Chris was no pushover.

Pfft!

The auror blade on the broken holy sword struck down the blood drops, and the blood energies contained in the blood drops lost their power and disappeared.

A sight that is not at all inferior to the blood circulation technique that has been developed to the level of a 5-star master.

That’s how powerful the willpower Chris realized was.

Sherard smiled faintly.

“As expected, it’s as expected. How long has it been since I’ve had a fight like this? It’s really good. Then, would you like to receive this too?”

Sherard chuckled and pulled himself together.

Sherard’s silver hair was tinged with blood.

The vision around him shook as if by a twilight, and Chris felt his stomach turn.

‘Blood reflux!’

It was a hematoma technique that resonated with the opponent’s blood energy and stirred up the blood flow.

It is a high-level technique that can be instantly neutralized if there is even the slightest delay in responding.

‘It doesn’t apply to me.’

Chris quickly drew up his magic and calmed the raging blood.

There were dozens of places where blood flow was reversed, but not a single one was missed.

“Great response! Great!”

Sherard raised his hand this time.

Hururuk.

Blood-red blood flowed like flames.

“Try it. This time… it might be a little difficult.”

Blood-red flames surged toward Chris like a mighty wave.

‘That blood flame is a flame made of strong energy. You shouldn’t confront it head on.’

The moment I tried to dodge, the bloody flames changed.

The firefly’s body grew in size from the front, then, with a whoosh, it coiled around Chris like a snake coiling around its prey.

A situation surrounded by waves of strong energy.

Sherard playfully snapped his fingers.