Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Novel MTL - Chapter 907

## Chapter 907

Boom-!

Dylus was knocked down by Jin’s attack, crashing into a True Demon World battleship. His vision was momentarily obscured by the shattered debris, and he wanted to use Zito’s flesh to heal himself, but Jin was already charging towards the sunken battleship he was in.

“Damn it…!”

A flashing sword energy split the battleship in two. Dylus barely twisted his body to avoid a fatal blow, but reading Jin’s sword movements was proving extremely difficult.

He couldn’t keep up with the speed and trajectory. If he tried to defend against the sword energy flying towards the left, he suddenly felt the blades approaching from behind, and even if he thought he had avoided them, high-speed regeneration was already starting somewhere in his body.

However, high-speed regeneration was simply activating, but the eternal flame was preventing his flesh, bones, and organs from regenerating more persistently.

As time passed, Jin’s attacks became increasingly relentless, and Dylus could only become slower and slower. Like a human who had lost a lot of blood, he was tiring easily.

“It seems you are the leader among them, Demon King, but is this all you have? Where is that audacity you showed when you dared to counterattack?”

There was no way to respond. His mouth was dry as wood from the tension, and he felt his head and eyes were going to explode as he tried to keep up with Jin’s sword.

Jin is a formidable enemy he couldn’t defeat.

Dylus was realizing it. The fact that he was nothing more than a simple beast in front of the young patriarch of Runcandel.

“I don’t see a way out… There’s no way to survive this human, no matter what I do.”

There was no time to use flesh, let alone escape.

It was impossible to cast a dark magic spell back by sacrificing soldiers. While there were still millions of ordinary soldiers on the defensive lines, but on the side where Jin and Murakan were, there were only densely packed piles of corpses.

Ordinary soldiers didn’t dare to approach that radius. High-ranking troops like commanders were no different. To Jin and Murakan, there was no difference between them and ordinary soldiers.

Occasionally, nearby commanders tried to help in any way they could, sacrificing their lives, but the problem was the shockwaves of hellfire and the black chain caused by the battle.

Moreover, the support bombardment and magic of the Allied Forces were falling incessantly on the demon side, so commanders who rushed recklessly could only meet a gruesome death.

“Even Ticano’s side situation doesn’t seem good. Begel and Sulam’s ice and plague abilities are useless against them.”

Begel and Sulam had even successfully enhanced themselves using Zito’s flesh. However, Begel’s ice couldn’t even scratch Murakan’s scales.

Sulam’s extended plague aura enveloped Jin and Murakan simultaneously, but it had no effect whatsoever. Jin and Murakan simply breathed in the dense plague aura as they fought. They didn’t even cough.

In other words, Jin and Murakan were clearly showing their power. Millions of True Demon World soldiers were witnessing this. The Demon Kings, beings perceived as close to the heavens among common demons, were being mercilessly crushed, trampled like insects.

“What the hell is Ragal doing…!”

Screech!

Dylus’ left arm was torn off.

It wasn’t a sword or sword energy that cut it. It was the strong gust of wind created when Jin ran past, tearing his left arm off.

Since there was no eternal flame in the gust, regeneration was possible, but if he concentrated on regenerating the torn arm even for a moment, his entire body would be destroyed next.

“You’ve given up on regeneration, good decision. If you were under my command instead of Zito, you wouldn’t be waiting for death helplessly like this. You’re quite a valuable talent. Zito is only using you as expendable pawns. Are there so many Demon Kings like you in the True Demon World who can be used like this?”

Certainly not.

Dylus was clearly one of the highest-ranking Demon Kings. Jin knew it, but he was deliberately breaking the enemy’s morale.

Perhaps, if the enemies they were facing were humans instead of demons, most of their forces would have already dropped their weapons and knelt.

However, demons still feared Zito more than Jin and Murakan.

“Who should you fear more, me or Zito… You will all gradually find out from today.”

Pss, ssss…!

Dylus’ spear was cracking. It was the result of successive light-speed thrusts that precisely hit the same point of the spear.

Dylus showed more concern for the broken spear than for his lost left arm. Losing the weapon was more lethal than losing the left arm. He rushed to infuse demonic energy to postpone the damage, but the light-speed thrusts continued.

You can only avoid Runcandel’s fifth secret technique by predicting, not reacting. Jin had mastered the light-speed thrust and was in a complete state. Jin finally shattered Dylus’ spear and hit him.

Using demonic energy to reinforce the spear was possible, but it was only effective against much weaker opponents. In reality, the moment when Dylus could turn the tables purely through his own efforts had become impossible.

Now, all that was left for Dylus and the remaining Demon Kings was to do something unexpected.

Even if that came true, there was absolutely no chance of Dylus surviving. Unless suddenly powerful individuals like Zito, Paelito, or “Ridolos” and “Videluce” came to support him.

However, they weren’t coming, and Murakan had already killed half of Ticano and was chasing Begel, Sulam, and Ragal.

Thud!

Bradamante pierced Dylus’ abdomen. Jin rotated the blade, amplifying the eternal flame.

“Ugh, ah…”

“If you had used Zito’s flesh, it might have been a little heavier. Now is the time to rest, Demon King. Do you have any last words?”

Dylus hesitated for a moment. Since he had confirmed the gap between him and Jin, he had been waiting for death.

With death looming before him, something he had completely forgotten seemed to return to him.

For example, the day he went with his subordinates to capture human souls who had strayed from their path, the moment he accidentally encountered a demon in the forest.

And he remembered the moment he formed a bond with that demon and had a child.

“Who is this woman… and the child next to her?”

It was certain that Dylus had never had these memories before. He had no idea who those subordinates were, who the woman he was living with was, who the child was; he just couldn’t remember.

What is certain is that he simply couldn’t control the anguish in his heart the moment he saw them.

“…Tears?”

Jin was momentarily surprised when tears suddenly welled up in Dylus’ eyes.

The scene that had just resurfaced in Dylus’ memory was, of course, the people he had forgotten.

Through multiple cycles of forgetting and Zito’s torture and brainwashing, these memories had been completely incinerated from Dylus’ mind.

The reason these memories resurfaced was because Zito’s brainwashing on Dylus had temporarily weakened. It wasn’t intentional, but Jin’s eternal flame had inadvertently touched the brainwashing ring that had been placed on him.

Why was he crying? The moment Jin was about to ask, Dylus’ face contorted in agony.

The reappearance of the forgotten people in Dylus’ memory was only for a brief moment.

Immediately afterwards, his brainwashed mind awakened and turned him back into Dylus Claupino, a Demon King of the True Demon World army.

“Don’t hand over my corpse to that scum Ragal. Enjoy this small victory to the fullest. Sir Zito will pay for my death with a pain more unbearable than this, a deeper suffering.”

Jin had wondered why Dylus had shed tears, but now he nodded in understanding.

“Don’t worry about that, you will soon disappear without a trace.”

Vzzz…!

The eternal flame quickly consumed Dylus. He screamed in agonizing pain, and his ashes scattered across the battlefield.

When Jin turned around, he saw that Ticano Belgasyum was also facing death at the hands of Murakan. Begel and Sulam were in a mess, and only Ragal seemed relatively unscathed.

“…Ragal! What the hell are you thinking? You’re not trying to escape on your own, are you?” Begel could no longer hold back and asked. Ragal smiled as if he had no intention of hiding his thoughts and nodded.

“Well, I’ve already prepared to escape while you were being beaten.”

“What, what did you say?”

“It’s not me who can’t understand things, it’s Sakiel, you, scoundrels. How can you deal with those monsters with people like us? How much time did we gain with you four Demon Kings sacrificing their lives? 10 minutes? 15 minutes? Does that have any meaning?”

“Ragal, Sakiel’s orders are from Sir Zito…!”

“Ah, don’t worry about Sir Zito; I’ll take care of that. I’m leaving now, and you can curse me as you like.”

A dimensional portal opened behind Ragal. It was a dimensional portal that opened by offering Zito’s flesh as a sacrifice.

Then, Ragal, finally breaking the remaining flesh, shouted.

“True Demon World army, listen! From now on, we are abandoning the front line of the front defense line. If you want to live, give everything to reach the second line of defense. It doesn’t seem like anyone will survive.”

Ragal disappeared into the dimensional portal.

As soon as the dimensional portal closed, from that same point, Ragal’s miasma, fortified with Zito’s flesh, began to spread.

The miasma contained a good amount of toxicity that was quite troublesome even for Jin and Murakan, and it began to erode the entire front line of defense in an instant.

[Boy, who is that weird guy?]

“When this miasma dissipates, we will have to investigate the records here with Valeria’s help,” Jin replied.

The remaining demons were being absorbed by Ragal’s miasma. Jin and Murakan were finishing off those who were trying to escape the miasma.

Ten minutes later, there wasn’t a single living member of the True Demon World forces left on the first line of defense.

***

At the same time, Belgasyum’s Second Castle, the hell of the True Demon World.

Layla looked at Kelliark Zipple with a blank expression as he unexpectedly appeared in front of her.

“It was probably because of the Witch’s help that someone belonging to the human world was able to enter Hell. Why have you come to see me?”

“Layla Belgasyum, I have come to this place to take you away from Zito.”

“Repeat that, what are you going to do?”

When Layla showed signs of anger, Kelliark smiled silently.

“I want to make you one of my subordinates. To do that, I am willing to share a secret about Zito. What do you say, will you listen?”

Layla stopped drawing her sword and made eye contact with Kelliark.

“…. Tell me, Kelliark Zipple.”

“His goal is to color the whole world with suffering. All living beings, you see. However, in the end, the targets of Zito’s desire to inflict pain are not limited to lower beings or humans, but also… include you. You know that, right?”

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