Night of the Soulless Heathens – 508



#509. Night of the Soulless Unbeliever 20

For an ordinary person this is a serious injury that would be life-threatening.

However despite being pierced by the Black Steel Jecht was unharmed. His body was no longer a being that moved with human physiology but was merely a bizarrely shaped lump of flesh that had been molded into a human form.

“Wow! That’s amazing!”

Jecht was impressed by the combined attacks of Azadin and the Herald Clan.

Who would have thought that he would be able to manipulate arrows in the Nether world considering that he would open up subspace again in that short moment?

“Shut up and die!”

“This horrible monster!”

Led by Indim the three members of Hwajopungwol and Aragasa all fired their Black Steel Swords that they had been saving.

The mountain of bugs that had been under Zect’s feet rose up and took out the Black Steel Troopers.

The Black Steel Blade of the Herald Clan split everything in its path and continued to dig in targeting Jecht without losing any of its power but the insects surged forward like torrential waters in a valley reducing the destructive power of the Black Steel Blade.

“That guy!”

When the expensive black steel sword was swept away without any effect both the Jeonryung clan and the Aragasa trio were indignant.

But the compatibility is not good.

The attacks of the Herald Clan which primarily use colorless magic that relies on physical force are very good at killing humans or single living creatures with exceptional talent.

Flower Bird Wind and Moon is the ultimate assassination magic. Aragasa’s natural archer qualities combined with this assassination magic gave her the notoriety of the God King Slayer.

However the existence of a variant without a weak point like the current Jecht did not go well with the skills of the messenger clan.

“Indim! Alya! Bring reinforcements! Celestial Fire and Arangian Guard Zibek would be good!”

Azadin realized that Jecht’s characteristics did not fit with those of the Heralds and ordered him to bring in reinforcements including the white-powered Celestial Fire and Lord Xibek and the red-powered Arangian Guard.

“ah….”

The messenger clan and the Aragasa trio were people who had never heard in their entire lives that their abilities were lacking.

So it came as quite a shock to Azadin that he was relying on others besides himself.

But even if they thought about it their skills were not very compatible with the current Zect.

“Are you okay?! While we’re gone maybe….”

“are you okay!”

Azadin flew away and landed on a mountain of bugs.

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You have stepped into an area that Zect had told you not to dare enter.

Insects poured out from the ground trying to engulf Azadin in a torrent.

Countless bugs died from the cold and Black Steel Warfare that Azadin unleashed from Fimbulbert but the bugs quickly ate the corpses of their own kind and continued to reproduce inside restoring their numbers.

Standing above this swarm of giant monsters Azadin drew his ceramite longsword. Golden flames rose from the blade burning the approaching insects.

Azadin then thrust the flaming sword at his feet.

The ceramite longsword becomes molten iron in a boiling furnace digging into the gaps between the insects and continuously burning them.

The surrounding insects were unable to approach Azadin and were focused on eating the burning corpses of their own kind.

Meanwhile Azadin had solidified a portion of the ceramite longsword beneath his feet and stood upon it. It had melted and hardened into a net-like shape much like a metal sponge.

The carbonized remains of the bugs and the ceramite that had turned into metal sponges formed a precarious platform floating on a sea of ​​bugs.

Zect smiled at the sight.

“Is it alright Your Majesty? If you use that sword as a stepping stone you will have to face me with your bare hands.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not empty-handed.”

Azadin held the Qing executioner in one hand and held the Wendigo dagger in the other.

“The other guys are a nuisance. I’ll get rid of them.”

As soon as Jecht finished speaking the halo of the dimensional rift floating above his head cracked and sprayed lightning.

Before they knew it Nether clansmen had appeared around them forming a wall of flesh that separated Jecht and the Herald Clan.

Azadin ordered the Heralds to retreat and bring reinforcements but Jecht did not trust them.

They may fire arrows again and surprise Jecht at any moment.

He didn’t want his solo duel with Azadin to be interrupted.

“Well then Your Majesty. Would you please teach me a trick?”

“I don’t know if I have anything to teach you. Rather shouldn’t you be learning?”

“Then the tuition fee will be quite expensive.”

As if the figure of Jecht had become blurred he quickly dug into Azadin’s arms and stabbed him.

Azadin slashed the blade away with his sword as the executioner of the Qing but Jecht grabbed the middle of the blade with his hand changed it to half-swording and pushed Azadin away as if pushing a lock.

The moment the gap between Azadin and Jecht widened Jecht stepped back and fired a series of blows with his head and wrist.

Azadin managed to block both the Qing Executioner’s and Wendigo’s daggers but as he closed his hands to block them he took advantage of the gap and slashed John Howe in the neck and collarbone.

Azadin dodged this attack as well. He avoided it by switching steps and pulling his front foot back to gain distance.

However Jecht had already left Azadin’s angle and was far away pointing his sword at Azadin blocking any subsequent attack.

If Azadin had jumped in to grab Jecht as he retreated he would have been caught in Jecht’s sword and seriously injured.

He unleashed a series of orthodox swordsmanship strikes that did not allow for a moment of carelessness and then fled in an instant.

It’s a selfish trade-off.

Even though Azadin was not hit if this kind of exchange of attacks and defenses continues Azadin will be defeated.

“I guess you’re not very interested since you don’t have a sword.”

Azadin’s weapons are all short. Of course there are techniques that can be used to block attacks from opponents and close the gap with short weapons.

However once you become skilled like Jecht the difference in weapon range is absolute. A range of one span is no different than a thick wall that blocks siege guns.

Azadin was once again amazed by Jecht’s swordsmanship.

“Even with these skills and the lineage and status that everyone looks up to did it really have to be like this? If you had just changed your mind a little things wouldn’t have gotten this bad.”

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Azadin felt sorry for Jecht’s talent and his skills.

“If I have to choose between personal likes and dislikes I respect Your Majesty. Despite being condemned by everyone as a soulless blasphemer you managed to unite the Eight Kingdoms and become the protector of humanity. I would be out of my mind not to admire a hero like you.”

Zect praised Azadin’s achievements. It was not a scornful praise but a sincere praise.

“And that is why I cannot tolerate Your Majesty’s presence.”

“You really have a twisted personality.”

This time Azadin kicked the ground.

Azadin’s figure disappeared as the ashes of the insects scattered.

Flower Bird Wind and Moon Spider is a colorless magic technique that instantly penetrates short-distance space.

However Jecht threw his sword where Azadin would appear. It was a dense sword technique that controlled space by swinging and aiming with a controlled movement that seemed to swing widely but did not leave the body.

Azadin activated Kazas’s Sword again to change direction and aim for Jecht but Jecht didn’t even look and swung his sword towards his back pulling the swung sword towards his body and spinning around.

Turning your back and standing in a standing posture. It is a simple action but it is a neat and clean movement that seems like it could be performed equally on a thousand-foot cliff.

-Kang!

The moment Azadin’s Blue Executioner and Jecht’s sword collided a thrust came in. Azadin had no choice but to step back parrying the attack with his Wendigo’s dagger.

Since Jecht’s sword is longer Azadin is at a disadvantage in close combat.

“It seems like you’ve gotten stronger than before.”

“I gained enlightenment while defeating Lord Astarte. Or perhaps it was because the wisdom of the Nether was flowing into me.”

The fact that Jecht is here means that Lord Astarte has been murdered but hearing the story firsthand makes me feel uneasy.

Because he knew that Lord Astadair had been working hard to help Azadin with his rehabilitation.

“Did you kill Lord Astarte?”

“Yes. It was a truly wonderful end. He was so wounded that he could not go out to meet His Majesty the Emperor while he was recovering. If Sir Astarte had not become such a great knight we might have met His Majesty much sooner.”

From what you say it’s clear that you had quite a hard time fighting Sir Astarte.

“Has he recovered from his alcoholism?”

“Of course. Even though he found out that Your Majesty was not his son he stopped drinking for Your Majesty and overwhelmed me with his power beyond his prime. He did so while paying homage to Your Majesty’s father.”

“respect?”

“Yes. Sir Astarte is a king who ruined his life by falling for the seduction of a beauty from the Herald Clan. But the woman who carried out the seduction was his father’s lover right?”

“Yeah. You know that too.”

Originally this was a story about the Herald Clan and was unknown to others but it became known when Azadin became the emperor and the Herald Clan entered the stage of proper military political and social relations.

“Sir Astarte was ashamed. He confessed that he had lived in self-reproach and regret ruining his body with drink hoping that his damaged honor and the lover who had abandoned him would return. But Your Majesty’s father the Duke of Acre had stolen a copy of the Book of the New King for the sake of a woman who had sacrificed her chastity for the greater good of the clan. In confessing this Sir Astarte threw off the shackles of shame and regret that had bound him.”

“So Lord Astarte even gave up drinking.”

It is almost a miracle for an alcoholic to quit drinking.

Lord Astarte did it and the driving force behind it was his respect and admiration for Azadin and Acre….

“Knowing all this you frustrated his conversion and took his life? You must have been close if not a friend to Lord Astarte. “

“Yes. Not only that. I will destroy the wish of all the people to live the wish of Your Majesty to save this continent of Hybris and save all the people of the continent. I can deal with the wish of all the people and the Emperor blessed by the three archangels with my own hands and defile with my own hands the earnest wish of everyone to be treated with the utmost respect. I feel the joy of living for this day.”

If it weren’t for this situation I would have thought it was a joke.

But Zect was sincere.

I truly felt a sense of mission and happiness in crushing other people’s hopes and destroying them.