Return of the Calamity-Class Death Knight
Chapter 68

[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]

Chapter 68: The Traitor (3)

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Damien pierced Sanus’s chest with the holy sword, leaving the blade embedded in her body before thrusting it into the ground.

“Kuh! Kuk!”

Sanus continued to vomit blood. Damien spoke in a cold voice.

“Don’t be so dramatic. You can heal your wounds with divine power.”

Damien avoided the heart while stabbing the blade in her chest. He couldn’t kill Sanus right away because he had a lot of questions to ask.

“Sir Gamal!”

As Damien subdued Sanus, Dionysius rushed towards Gamal.

Dionysius poured a potion into Gamal’s mouth and healed him with divine power.

“Di… Dionysius….”

Fortunately, Gamal quickly regained consciousness. As soon as he regained his senses, Gamal stood up.

He still looked very weak due to his injuries. Nevertheless, Gamal moved his legs and approached Damien.

Dionysius tried to persuade him to rest, but he didn’t listen.

“Thanks to you, I’ve been saved. I will definitely repay this favor.”

Gamal’s voice was sincere. Damien shrugged.

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Gamal looked down at Sanus. Sanus was in pain with the Holy Sword stuck in her chest.

Because the sword was stuck in her chest, she couldn’t properly use divine power. She couldn’t even pull out because it was deeply embedded.

All Sanus could do now was endure the pain and heal his wounds with divine power.

“Is whole Blinding Pain trying to betray us like this in the future?”

“It’s my decision. I prepared for this alone.”

It was different from the beginning.

Since the plan had failed, she seemed intent on taking all the blame herself.

“It’s useless to resist. If I take you to the church, the interrogators will do whatever it takes to make you confess.”

“I already told the truth. How can I tell a different truth?”

Sanus said with a strange smile.

“And have you forgotten? We Blinding Pain never open our mouths.”

Blinding Pain.

Sect filled with madmen even Damien labelled them as poisonous sect.

As Sanus said, there had never been a story of someone who was from the Blinding Pain confessing or succumbing to torture.

“If you still want to take me, be my guest.”

Gamal turned to Damien and asked.

“Sir Damien, is it okay to kill Sanus here?”

The person who subdued Sanus was Damien. Damien had Sanus’s life and death in his hands.

“You’re not planning to take her to the Church?”

At Damien’s question, Gamal smiled bitterly and said,

“Sanus will obviously confess that she is the mastermind even if she goes to the Church and she will deny the charges on the Blinding Pain.”

A sect of the size of the Blinding Pain would be able to disguise the incident as Sanus’s personal decision.

“And they will try to protect Sanus at all costs. They’ll try to protect her like she’ll have to pay for her sins through some form of military service, and then they’ll see an opportunity to bring her back into the sect.”

“Even if she’s a 2nd-grade paladin… will they go that far?”

“If it’s Blinding Pain they will. To them, Sanus is a noble saint who only practiced the will of God.”

If that happens, everything will go back to square one.

In that case, it would be better to kill Sanus here.

At least that way, they could reduce the power of Blinding Pain.

“Do as you please.”

When Damien gave his permission, Gamal raised his spear.

“Gamal, please kill the dark mages of my share.”

Sanus smiled and said. Gamal silently struck down with his spear.

Sanus faced death without even screaming.

As soon as Gamal struck down with his spear, he collapsed to the ground. Dionysius supported Gamal.

“Sir Gamal, you’re too injured!”

“I’m fine. I’ll be fine after a little rest.”

Damien thought differently from Gamal.

Divine power wasn’t omnipotent. No matter how much divine power was poured into severe injuries, they couldn’t be healed.

Gamal had suffered a fatal injury from Sanus. Even if he healed with divine power, he was not in a condition to fight.

“Sir Damien, can I ask you a favor?”

Gamal said to Damien. He looked at Gamal as if to say, “Speak.”

“I hope you can save the others while I heal.”

“That’s something I should naturally do.”

Damien came here to prevent the total annihilation of the crusade.

By stopping Sanus, he saved Gamal and Dionysius, but it wasn’t enough.

He could only say that the goal was achieved if more people were saved.

“……You are truly a chivalrous knight, and I can see why the Incinerator continues to insist that you should become a paladin.”

Gamal said with a touched expression.

From Damien’s perspective, they were creepy words. Damien had no intention of becoming a paladin.

“You’re not a knight, you’re a paladin.”

Whether Gamal knew Damien’s inner thoughts or not, he looked at Damien with a fiery gaze. Damien was caught in a foreboding feeling.

‘Next time, I’ll have to be more careful of him.’

Damien added Gamal to the list of people he needed to be cautious of.

At that moment, something was caught in Damien’s senses. There was a huge amount of dark mana being emitted from a place deeper than where Damien was standing.

In this dungeon, there was only one person who could emit such a huge amount of dark mana.

‘Corpseplay.’

In his past life, a follower of Dorugo and a mass murderer who had killed countless humans.

No, that was fine.

The reason Damien was chasing after the Corpseplay now was simple.

The Corpseplay had already made contact with Dorugo. Maybe he even knew Dorugo’s whereabouts.

That assumption made Damien’s blood boil.

The problem was that the place where he sensed the dark mana was too far away.

In such a complex dungeon, it would take a long time to find the Corpseplay.

‘If I break the ground and make a straight line… but my mana is too low for that.’

His low mana always held Damien back.

As Damien was thinking of a solution, he felt a huge power pulsating in his pocket.

Damien put his hand in his pocket. The heart of a spirit was glowing like a lump of fire.

“This is such a pure mana… what the hell is this?”

Gamal looked at the heart of the spirit with a surprised expression.

The heart of the spirit, which had been stiff all along, had finally melted completely.

By absorbing the heart of the spirit, Damien could increase his mana and dig a hole to where the Corpseplay was.

Damien swallowed the heart of the spirit. The hot lump of fire went down his throat.

As expected, the power of the spirit was amazing.

The mana was pure without any impurities. Yet it was abundant enough to overflow.

What surprised Damien the most was the effect the power of the spirit had on his body.

‘My body is becoming more resistant to fire.’

Not only his skin but also his muscles and internal organs had changed. Now, ordinary flames couldn’t hurt Damien.

‘I’m even developing new senses.’

Damien’s vision had gained an additional sense. It was the ability to see the heat of living beings.

No, saying he could see wasn’t quite right. He was sensing it.

He could feel the heat of the survivors on the other side of the wall, as well as Dionysius and Gamal right next to him.

Damien expanded his senses. As a result, he could feel even more heat.

‘Something satisfying.’

With pure mana, a body that could withstand fire, and a sense of feeling heat, Damien was satisfied.

‘Hmm?’

At that moment, something caught Damien’s senses.

Two heat signatures were detected right next to where the huge dark mana was felt.

The heat emitted by the two people was incredibly strong. It was almost mistaken for a lump of fire.

‘Agnes? Margata?’

Damien immediately saw through the identities of the two people.

The heat emitted by the two people changed rapidly as if they were in battle.

Gradually, the lump of fire, presumed to be Agnes, felt like it was being hit uncontrollably.

Soon after, Agnes’s flames noticeably weakened.

“It’s dangerous.”

At the sudden words, Dionysius and Gamal blinked.

“Dangerous? What do you mean?”

There was no time to explain. They had to go there immediately.

If they tried to find a way, they wouldn’t be able to arrive in time. They had to make a way.

In Damien’s sight, a large axe used by Sanus came into view.

He raised the axe and sent mana into it. The blade of the axe was filled with aura.

Just pouring aura into it wasn’t enough. Damien recalled the perfect technique for this situation.

‘Crushing waves.’

An ability that could amplify the impact several times.

After mastering this ability, master ‘WallBreaker’ had been breaking down walls like glass.

Damien swung the large axe towards the ground. The ground didn’t just shatter, it turned into dust.

“Ah!”

Dionysius and Gamal were startled and screamed.

But Damien didn’t stop and struck with a second attack.

BANG!!

With a loud noise, the ground shattered again.

Damien didn’t stop there and struck with a third attack.

Every time he swung the axe, the ground noticeably lowered.

BANG!!

A hole several meters deep was drilled, revealing a huge cave.

“Damn, it’s really deep.”

Damien brushed off the dirt on his clothes. He was covered in dirt from drilling through the ground.

When he looked up, he saw familiar faces.

Agnes and Margata, and a frail-looking young man.

He had a younger face than Damien remembered, but he recognized him right away.

“You were here. You motherfucker.”

Corpseplay Delrunt

Damien smiled as he looked at the prey he had finally met.

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“Ooh…”

The Corpseplay who faced Damien had a face full of happiness.

“To think the material I was hoping for would appear in front of me like this! Can I be this happy?”

Damien smirked.

The old Corpseplay he had seen in his past life was always lost in his own world.

The young Corpseplay was no different.

“Don’t kill him, and don’t damage his body.”

The Corpseplay raised his hand. The flesh golems looked at Damien.

The flesh golems rushed towards Damien.

Damien let go of the axe. Instead, he opened his spital ring and pulled out the Thousand-Mile Sword.

He remembered the time he fought the Sword Musician.

The Sword Musician wasn’t among the strongest masters.

But when it came to dealing with a large number of enemies, he was more terrifying than anyone else.

It was the same back then.

With a flick of his sword, the Sword Musician caused an army of tens of thousands of undead to shatter into tiny pieces and vanish.

Until now, he couldn’t use that technique due to his low mana.

But now, it was different. By absorbing the heart of the spirit, Damien’s mana had greatly increased.

Now, he could perfectly use that technique.

He infused mana into Thousand-Mile Sword. The Thousand-Mile Sword vibrated on its own and began to emit a low hum.

Dark Blade- Fierce Sound Defeats the Mountain.

He flicked the hilt of the sword.

The horde of flesh golems rushing towards Damien was torn to pieces in an instant.

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[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]

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