Chapter 256
Demon Form
Karang moved forward, pushing the shattered trees away from the ground with his bare hands as he advanced calmly and cautiously, searching through the destruction.
Until he found what he was looking for.
There was a body wearing torn clothes, deep cracks running across its chest, and yet a small, calm smile was drawn across its face.
{You're still alive.}
"And do you think a blow like that would kill me?"
Arthur calmly stood up, then tore away what remained of his shirt and removed it from his body. He took a piece of the fabric and tightly tied his multicolored hair back with it.
"I believe it's my turn now, isn't it?"
{Yes.}
Arthur smiled confidently, then closed his eyes and moved his right foot backward.
At that moment, he focused all his strength into his left foot. He began gathering his energy little by little, directing it with absolute precision toward his foot, while silence settled over the area.
Darkness hovered around Arthur's body with terrifying beauty, then gradually descended toward his foot, forming a dark demonic foot surrounded by an aura of pure destruction.
"Stand against this!"
Arthur shouted powerfully as he twisted his body against the ground, preparing to lunge forward.
{Come!}
Karang roared with a thunderous voice, lowering his arms and firmly planting his feet, prepared to receive the blow without retreating.
Arthur shot forward at an unbelievable speed.
Then—
The air exploded.
A tremendous sound shook the very area as Arthur's strike violently broke through the sound barrier.
Had anyone ever tried to crack the air with a whip? The greater the force, the greater the speed, and the louder the sound.
A whip is a long, flexible rope with a slightly heavier end. When it is struck, the force travels from its beginning all the way to its tip, generating that sharp, beautiful sound.
Now, Arthur had done the same thing.
He gathered all his strength within his body, then transferred it into his foot, moving his body with terrifying flexibility.
Without the armor of darkness that covered his body, and without the toughness of his physical structure, his foot would have shattered the moment it broke through the sound barrier.
Karang's body was sent flying backward with tremendous force, destroying dozens of trees and massive rocks in his path.
Arthur stood staring at his trembling foot.
Despite the armor of darkness that had covered his body with a protective layer, and despite his astonishing physical toughness, the strike just now had been truly extraordinary.
His foot was still numb, trembling uncontrollably.
'Damn… I've wanted to try this move for a long time… Thank the universe I never did it before.'
Arthur smiled calmly as he returned his foot to the ground.
'If I had done it before I gained control over darkness, or before I strengthened my body… my foot, or whatever part I used, would have disappeared.'
Arthur moved forward, searching with his eyes, until he found Karang lying on the ground, violently spitting blood.
{Damn.}
Karang pressed against his body and rose with tremendous force, as though pain meant nothing to him.
"Oh?"
{What now?}
"Don't you think it's time?"
An ecstatic smile appeared on Karang's face as he looked at Arthur.
{You have it… very well, the next one will be the last. I'll put everything into it.}
"For a demon, you're remarkably honest, bastard."
{Of course… and that's because of you.}
"What do you mean?"
{Let's do it.}
Karang did not answer any further.
He began compressing his powers around his body.
A dark white aura surrounded him, and his body began to change, as though it were being completely reshaped.
His wings disappeared.
His tail disappeared.
His horns moved from the top of his head and slid down until they settled where his eyes had been.
His mouth and nose disappeared, and a bloody red opening appeared in the center of his face.
In his hand, a long, flaming spear formed.
This was his strongest current form.
Karang stood effortlessly manipulating the spear between his hands, energy flowing from his body as though he were made of it.
{What do you think?}
"Beautiful… but—"
{??}
At that moment, Arthur's transformation began.
A dark aura quietly hovered around his body with an eerie calmness, then gradually enveloped him until he completely disappeared within the darkness.
Only three seconds passed.
Then—
Two red points of light appeared within the darkness.
The blackness turned into a dark blood-red color before the darkness violently exploded.
This was the transformation Arthur had wanted to use previously against Sung, during his battle with the Japanese hunters. But he had been unable to do so at the time because of the intervention of the three Great Ancients.
Now—
A blood-red, maddening dark armor covered Arthur's body, making him larger and more imposing.
In his hand, Soul Slayer transformed into a flaming blood-red sword.
Behind him, a tattered black cloak fluttered.
{I will call it… Demon Form.}
Arthur spoke the words from beneath the dark mask.
Karang's body trembled from the majesty and grandeur before him.
A human did not stand before him… but a king.
{Who are you, by the Creator of Hell… human?}
"I am…"
"I am the bearer of the Narin legacy."
Arthur smiled with absolute arrogance, then raised his sword high toward the sky.
Behind him, a sacred red circle formed, making him appear like a celestial warrior.
He gathered the energy into his sword… then lowered it calmly.
{Soul Destroyer.}
The sword wailed with tremendous force as it descended toward the frozen Karang.
{Soul Destroyer… ah, how beautiful this sight is.}
Karang spoke as he gazed at the descending sword.
In his eyes was reflected absolute beauty. The beauty of power. The beauty of arrogance. The beauty of the end.
All of it came together in Arthur.
Karang closed his eyes.
He did not scream. He did not plead.
He accepted his death like a king.
A demon born to rule… who lived as a king… and died as a king.
He knew with absolute certainty that he would be unable to evade, block, or confront Arthur's strike.
Even with his strongest transformation, he would not be able to.
This was the Demon King Karang… the Destroyer.
He raised his arms toward the world and shouted:
{The king has died.}
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