Chapter 70: Sending You Back to the Rebirth Pool
Chapter 70: Sending You Back to the Rebirth Pool
Most City, Inner City.
Amidst the ruins.
Xi Wei was locked in combat with a Balrog.
This Balrog was wreathed in the flames of the Abyss, possessed a human body with bull horns, and was covered in black scales.
The molten patterns spread like a spiderweb across its form, and the bat wings on its back unfurled, making it appear even more evil and magnificent.
Its colossal body, nearly thirty meters tall, boasted taut, coiled muscles. In its hands, it wielded a massive demon cleaver capable of leveling cities.
This was a powerful Balrog on the verge of ascending to the upper Abyss Lord level.
It was level 60.
Its name was Gungnir Solomon.
Hailing from the 63rd layer of the Abyss, it was an intermediate Abyssal Lord from the territory of Baphomet, the Horned Great Lord.
As a rather ancient Balrog, Gungnir had not visited the prime material plane in a long time.
The teleportation gates set up by the weak upper Abyssal demons were too small for a demon of its immense size to pass through; even the gate that appeared today was no different.
Gungnir had to expend some of its origin power to forcibly widen the Abyssal teleportation gate.
It had thought this journey to the prime material plane would be an opportunity to vent its rage and hatred.
To its surprise, as soon as it emerged from the portal, it was struck by a Church of Light pest, sustaining over a dozen wounds.
These wounds were infused with Holy Light energy, causing it immense pain. Fortunately, that Church of Light insect had already expended too much power before it emerged.
Otherwise, it would have been a bit tricky.
After dealing with that pest, it was surprisingly met by a human knight guarding the outside of the castle.
This human knight, though so frail, stood like an insurmountable wall. Even as blood streamed from its seven orifices under its cleaver, it refused to yield, never taking a single step back.
This greatly angered Gungnir, causing it to strike with even greater ferocity, determined to crush the insect before it into dust.
Xi Wei leaned on his greatsword, his breathing heavy.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and refocused his gaze on the Balrog.
Most Castle had already collapsed by half in the battle between man and demon. Only the side connected to the Abyssal teleportation gate was protected by the Abyss’s power and had not fallen.
As for Gabriel, Xi Wei could not see her.
Given that the Balrog had been unleashed, Gabriel was likely in grave danger.
Lewenstein’s power could not be utilized.
Xi Wei could sense the worried feelings of this merry angel, but it was slumbering in the Sleeping Land, far weaker than the angels still in the Supreme Dome.
Lewenstein had already helped him a great deal.
The battle in Most City had come too suddenly.
And the number of demons was too great.
Those he had personally slain already filled the entire moat, and an endless stream of demons continued to pour from the Abyssal teleportation gate.
Fortunately, the townsfolk of Most City should have evacuated far away. Thus, after finding Most City empty, these demons could only roar at the sky in impotent fury.
“Human, the land you protect will eventually become a paradise for demons.”
Seeing the human before it heavily wounded, Gungnir felt a growing sense of ease. It hoisted the castle-gate-sized cleaver onto its shoulder and let out a triumphant roar.
The surrounding demons grew more excited, echoing the Balrog with a variety of strange and peculiar howls.
“Just a bunch of trash clinging to existence in the Abyss.”
A casual taunt from the human knight reached its ears, darkening Gungnir’s expression.
“The Emperor of Humanity drove you into the Abyss, but he didn’t go far enough.”
“One day, someone will break through all 108 layers of the Abyss.”
“Silence!”
Gungnir roared furiously, spewing molten lava everywhere. It landed on the ground, incinerating a doll into ashes.
“Pest, you will die here, at my hands. This will be your honor!”
Gungnir looked at the weakened human knight and revealed a ferocious smile.
It no longer intended to waste words with the insect before it.
There were still many entertainment activities to experience.
For instance, burning down a city to ashes~
It lifted its cleaver high, seemingly having already pronounced the knight’s death sentence.
“No, to die at your hands would only disgust me. Therefore, I will not die.”
Xi Wei gripped the Conqueror’s Longsword with both hands. Though blood trickled from his eyes, his killing intent blazed fiercely.
“Foolish arrogance.”
Gungnir snorted coldly and brought its cleaver down with both hands. The terrifying wind pressure generated by the cleaver twisted the air. The nearly twenty-meter-long cleaver descended like a colossal hammer. Before it even landed, the windows and doors of the surrounding buildings were already shattering.
“A badly wounded state, indeed. It’s been a while.”
Xi Wei murmured to himself. He could feel a power within his bloodline stirring, on the verge of erupting.
Xi Wei’s master, Sword Saint Sarthin, had taught him greatsword techniques for over a decade. However, his greatest legacy was not his masterful swordsmanship, but a self-created skill that ignited fighting spirit in the face of death: Will to Die.
At this moment, Will to Die was activated.
A surge of power, synchronized with his heartbeat, began to spread throughout his body. Every cell within him boiled, its working speed suddenly accelerating. His organs, driven by the cells, began functioning at an overloaded capacity.
“Hiss—”
White steam billowed from Xi Wei’s armor, shattering the dried demon filth clinging to him.
The Balrog’s massive cleaver was already smashing down upon him. Xi Wei did not dodge or evade, his eyes cold. He raised his hand upwards.
“Clang—”
The impact wave from the cleaver’s descent caused the ground within a ten-meter radius to instantly sink, sending碎石 (shattered stones) flying. The surrounding houses and walls collapsed under the expanding gust of wind.
Everything was being destroyed.
Except for the man holding up the cleaver.
He remained standing there, unharmed.
“Hiss hiss—”
More steam permeated Xi Wei’s surroundings.
His heartbeat had reached an extreme pace.
Every breath expelled a long plume of white vapor, like arrows striking the distant ruins.
“I will tear out your heart.”
Xi Wei said these words as he leaped into the air. As for the castle-gate-sized cleaver, it had already been shattered by his sword.
“Trash living in the Abyss, how can you understand the persistence and conviction of a human?”
“Inferior beings who only know destruction, how can you understand the meaning of protection?”
“You should die and go find your master.”
“Remember to clean your dog eyes next time.”
“Hiss—”
The Qi-infused sword light flashed and vanished. The residual sword energy sliced the tower behind the Balrog in half.
The greatsword pierced the Balrog’s chest. In the king’s hand holding the greatsword, he held a crimson heart.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
It was so fast that Gungnir didn’t even feel pain; its vision was still filled with the brilliant sword light.
It was so fast that the surrounding demons were still cheering.
Only when Xi Wei turned around did the Balrog’s enormous body split in two and fall into the moat.
The surrounding air gradually grew heavy.
“Next, it’s my turn.”
“To send you back to the Rebirth Pool, to die.”
Xi Wei’s voice was as cold as the gale of the Northern Territory. The mirror-like surface of the Conqueror’s Longsword reflected his murderous gaze.
[PS: You probably don’t remember Xi Wei’s skills anymore…]
