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Chapter 13
“Ugh…”
Sein groaned in pain.
“Damn… that was close.”
If he hadn’t twisted my body upon hitting the ground, if he hadn’t enhanced his physique with Aura, it would have been… a disaster.
“Tsk.”
The force of the blow would have been devastating.
“…”
Ogre narrowed his eyes, as if he hadn’t expected Sein to survive.
“Impressive.”
Ogre sincerely acknowledged Sein’s resilience.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Sein asked, curious about Ogre’s reaction.
‘It was an unexpected power.’
He was well aware of Iron Armour. He had understood Ogre and Booba’s level based on the surging aura and the quality of Aura.
But even so, he thought he had a solid strategy.
At the edge of Booba’s neck, a red crystal that blocked Sein’s sword suddenly appeared and disappeared.
“…You don’t know about the blessing?”
Ogre asked incredulously.
“Blessing?”
Booba laughed, seemingly perplexed.
“You couldn’t be a candidate. If your guardian hasn’t enlightened you about such things… So who’s your guardian?”
“Her name is Arin. Recognize it?”
Booba’s eyes widened at Sein’s words.
“The Witch of Destiny?”
“Yess, The Witch of Destiny”
“She chose you?”
Booba’s excitement, which had subsided after his mother’s story, surged once again.
“You mean you were chosen by her?”
“Seems like you’re quite famous.”
“It can’t be.”
Kwoo!
“If that’s true….”
Booba’s aura intensified.
“Just when I thought I’d seen it all, but now… it seems to be real.”
The surging aura of Booba reached its limit, and his onslaught began.
Crash! Kwaaang! Crash!
Booba’s punching movements were impressive, to say the least. It was like he was reproducing street fighting techniques learned on the streets, raw and unrefined.
However, when it came to the body executing those moves, which belonged to Booba, the story was different.
The ground cracked, and the air tore apart. Even a sword imbued with Aura was repelled by Booba, making him virtually indistinguishable from Ogre.
Shuk!
Even if Sein’s sword pierced Booba’s flesh to some extent, it was woefully inadequate to stop his movements or inflict fatal damage.
Meanwhile, with Booba’s speed increasing, Sein could only attempt to block his attacks.
Crash!
Sein was sent flying, rolling on the ground. There was a stark difference in power. Even at this moment, Booba’s Iron Armour seemed to be getting stronger.
Explosions ensued as Booba struck with his fists again. Amidst the chaos, Sein’s rotating figure appeared in the air like a spinning top.
With his eyes resembling a lizard’s, Sein seemed different.
“…!”
Booba’s fist, sensing the change, flew towards Sein.
Kwaaang!
Another explosion erupted, but unlike before, Sein didn’t get thrown back. Still hovering in the air, he adjusted his posture and held his sword with both hands.
Tock!
Finally, the seemingly unbreakable Iron Armour of Booba cracked.
The two Demorus, locking eyes, shared a moment.
Thump!
Booba felt as if his heart sank. He felt like prey in front of a predator.
“What…?”
His entire body trembling, the flow of Aura disrupted, it was an inevitable limit of his species.
“Ssik.”
The primal fear of a creature known as a Dragon, the ‘Dragon Fear’, was what Sein had newly inherited.
In an instant, the disrupted flow of Aura affected Booba’s entire body. Cracks appeared in his sturdy armor.
Crack!
Sain’s sword had gone right through both of his fists.
“Aaaaah!”
Kweaaaak!
Booba screamed in agony. As he felt the pain, his instinctive fear diminished.
And then!
The iron armor hardened once more, pushing away
“Die-! Sein Demorus-!”
Thud!
If this was all he had, it was the end.
Booba thought so as he poured out all the magic he could muster.
“Uh……!”
His power faltered at the sight before him.
“…How?”
That was the only word Boba could manage to get out.
But just as he thought he could pour out all his remaining power, Sein’s arms, combined with his sword, struck him.
“That’s how you use armour, idiot.”
As if it were his own, Sein exerted force while wearing the Iron Armour.
In the ensuing moment, Sein rotated once more.
Thuck!
Fist and torso. With a whoosh, Sein cleaved through everything. It was the moment he finally touched the ground again.
***
Sein had lived through thousands of lives while playing Sanctuary, his journey marked by countless builds honed to witness an ending he had never seen before.
“You were so fucking tough. Ogre.”
Sein, now known as Sein Demorus, mused.
In the past, utilizing his life experiences in the game was challenging when Sanctuary was just a game.
This is a world where you can utilize what used to be called skills as technique, as long as you can use aura or magic.
Sein’s isolation in the rural outskirts of Chichiron was due to the constraints of the tutorial, primarily due to his inadequate Aura.
Despite trying the techniques taught by his mentors and harnessing the fragments of Aura stones, his power remained insufficient. It was likely one of the constraints of the tutorial.
However, Sein, now equipped with the Dragon Heart, had all these restrictions lifted. It was like the Dragon Heart had undone all the limitations imposed before.
Splattering blood with his sword, Sein approached the dismembered Booba, who seemed incredulous in death.
“Nevertheless…”
Approaching Booba, Sein felt an unexpected sense of camaraderie. He closed Booba’s eyes as a sign of respect.
Booba’s display of courage surpassed Sein’s expectations. Despite the disappointments in Chichiron and Borpeo, Booba was genuine.
Especially the ‘Red Crystals.’
They blocked Sein’s sword aimed at his neck and were revealed in his fists. The mere presence of them doubled his physical abilities.
“Red Iron Armour.”
This skill, a superior form of Iron Armour, was called Red Iron Armour, demonstrating the unbelievable phenomenon of calling forth Red Iron Armour’s abilities at the Iron Armour stage.
“Have you not heard of blessings?”
And now, Sein had a story to learn.
“…Thank you.”
A neutral voice came from behind Sein.
“Was he impressive?”
“Perhaps…”
Turning around, He saw a large woman.
“Are you the ogre called this guy’s mother?”
“Did he call me Ogre?”
An innocent voice.
“However, I am not his mother.”
Sein knew.
He had heard that except for a few, the mothers of Demorus lineage had been removed.
Moreover, the aura emanating from the woman before him was an opponent’s aura that Sein, in his current state, could never reach.
“I just watched over him and taught him a few things here and there.”
A Guardian.
She must be Booba’s guardian.
“They call me Barbic.”
Sein could also tell.
The armour she wore wasn’t ordinary.
The red crystals exposed on the armour were the influence of ‘Red Iron Armour’, the superior form of Iron Armour. She must have been the instigator who introduced Booba to Iron Armour.
“Unfortunately.”
Sein spoke as if it were someone else’s matter.
“It’s inevitable. It’s the fate of the Demorus blood.”
They conversed.
Yet Sein remained tense.
‘How many times can I block?’
He questioned and pondered about Barbic.
But the inexorable conclusion was simple.
To run away.
“Care to try a hand?”
“…You’ve got a foul mouth.”
“What can I do? Raised without a mother, and my father was just a sperm donor.”
“Can’t even find respect for Demorus.”
Yet, the reason Sein could be like this was because he harbored no enmity towards Babvik.
“Have a drink.”
“Huh?”
“Drink the blood of Demorus. Fool.”
A belated voice.
“Enjoying the show?”
He knew Arin was nearby.
“Drink the remnants of the blessing, Sein Demorus. It’s your right as the victorious one.”
Arin spoke, her voice sounding uncharacteristically soft.
Telling him to drink it.
Sein now looked at Booba’s completely lifeless body.
“The blood of Demorus carries blessings.”
Awakening his Aura, Sein spared Booba’s corpse.
“I’ll gather the remnants of that blessing to receive the perfected blessing of darkness.”
Only then did it become apparent.
“The path to becoming the hero leading Demorus.”
Something eerie existed in Boobavic’s heart, slowly emerging.
It was a black small pebble.
“…”
As a blacksmith, an alchemist, a merchant, and a magician, Sein had touched every substance in Sanctuary, through numerous lives. Even for Sein, what was called a blessing was a completely new substance.
Something new, not from the past.
“Drink it.”
That was the blood of Demorus.
“…”
Sein slowly approached it.
The shard he held in his hand seemed to be alive, digging into Sein’s body.
“Do I really need to drink this?”
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