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Two were injured, two still had limbs attached.

At first glance, you might think it would be better to deal with the two weakened people first.

‘But they are demon warriors.’

What is really important is the existence of a spell that connects their thoughts.

The magic of thought assimilation.

In order to be loyal to the Demon King, it is a spell to deal with stronger enemies by giving up individual thoughts to some extent and becoming one consciousness group.

The difference between witchcraft and magic is that magic is performed at the cost of the caster’s magic power and calculations.

Especially if it is a magic that requires continuous maintenance, you must draw a magic circle to continuously charge the magic power.

On the other hand, unlike magic, witchcraft maintains its power by offering equivalent sacrifices even without magical power.

And although it is weaker than magic in terms of power, many curses are witchcraft.

What this means is that they have to think and act the same way, but now they have three bodies: a normal body, a body with a broken arm, and a body with a broken leg.

One mind, three bodies. If you try to move at the same time, it will be difficult.

‘It’s very difficult when you first deal with it, but once it starts to break down, it gets easier to deal with from then on. I think about it all the time, but it’s really like a curse.’

Four people try to attack with the same halberd, but the unerring appearance they had before has already disappeared.

The guy with one broken arm cannot attack straight due to the aftermath, and the guy with a broken leg walks to attack like the other guys and falls.

By connecting their thoughts, they have gained the unity to deal with stronger enemies, but this is just a restraint.

So, keep the weakened ones alive to cause confusion in their movements and deal with the healthy ones first.

“sum!”

Kang!

Raise the great sword to block two flying halberds.

And then he cuts off the center of the halberd with the magic sword.

‘As expected, the cutting power is certain.’

Although it is still about the length of a dagger, it is an incredibly deceptive piece of equipment, assuming it is only used against weapons that do not contain magical power.

I wonder if knights who control magic go around killing opponents with this feeling.

Phew!

With the sound of cutting through the wind, the spear of the halberd, which was cut in the middle, flew towards my head, and I bent my head to avoid it.

Even though it was cut, the demon’s halberd was an ignorant weapon made of iron even the handle without considering its weight, so even in the cut state, it played the role of a javelin.

It is still a threat because its original form is an extremely long pole-like weapon, but if the direct blade part is lost, the fear is reduced to half. It is no longer a big threat.

Just grab the bar and push out your chest.

Sigh!

Go into the arms of the guy with the magic sword and stab him in the neck.

A demon warrior falling helplessly without a sound.

Most likely, the moment he died, the other guys would have thought and disconnected him.

The guy is left lying around like a doll whose strings have been cut.

And I feel an eerie feeling, so I avoid the place.

Quack!

Before I knew it, a guy with a broken arm approached me and struck down the halberd with one arm.

“I almost died.”

Since he cannot hold the weapon with both hands, it seems difficult to immediately regain his posture. Unable to continue the next attack.

“Anyway, if you can’t even attack together, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

The guy with the broken leg keeps trying to get up, but falls because the other guys are moving violently, and the guy with the broken arm keeps trying to lift the other arm.

The guy with one intact limb is glaring at me.

The demon said as he glanced at the wounded on both sides of him.

“Yes. If you can’t attack together, there’s no need for pointless connections.”

The guy who said that suddenly stabbed the neck of the guy with the broken arm who came next to him with the tip of the broken halberd he was holding.

Pushyook-

Black blood spurts out from a hole in the injured demon’s neck. The demon whose head was hit falls down, and the guy who stabbed him takes the halberd from the fallen guy and places it on his shoulder.

“Hey.”

Paying no heed to my call, the guy approaches the other guy, who is struggling with a broken leg, and raises his halberd.

“What are you doing?”

‘What is that guy doing now?’

I don’t understand the current situation. Haven’t they sworn allegiance to the same person and have been fighting together until now? This guy is killing his comrades even though he didn’t ask for the end.

The guy with the broken leg became desperate when he saw the halberd aimed at his head.

“Gilberan, I can still stand up. Just give me a moment.”

As the demon warrior called Gilbertan approached, the voices of those who always spoke like machines disappeared, and a rare, panicked appeal was heard from inside the helmet.

Suddenly, the connection between thoughts seems to have been lost and they start talking fluently.

“No. You are just an obstacle to moving further. I will finish the rest.”

“Gilberian, Gilbertian? Shut up…”

Poseok.

Gilbertan hit the halberd towards the helmet, and the guy who was lying down tried to block it by raising his arms, but in the end, his entire body was split open and he died.

A demon covered in the blood of its allies swings its halberd and shakes off the blood while making a monologue.

“From the beginning, I could not accept that I was on the same level as these guys. This Gilbertan is not a demon who will end up in a position filled with low-quality people like this.”

Behind the guy who was looking back, black blood from the body of the Demon Warrior that had been alive just moments before began to form a puddle on the floor.

“What is that?”

Peria, who was hiding behind me after putting her gear back on, sees something and says.

Red magical energy comes out from the dark red horns on the fallen demons’ helmets and begins to gather towards the standing Gilbertan.

“Is this the devil’s magic power? It has very little horsepower, but it is usable.”

The red magic power was gradually absorbed, and the entire black armor began to turn dark red.

‘I’m anxious. ‘Shall we dig a little?’

“The devil’s magic power?”

If you’re curious, just ask and find out.

“Yes, it is the devil’s magic power. It’s a shame that such pure magical power is barely used as a defense against such low-level magic. I’m different from those guys. This Gilbertan is a demon who will rise even higher if he has this much magical power!”

‘It’s easy.’

Even after dyeing the armor red, the remaining magic flows into the halberd.

The black halberd, made of iron from handle to blade, begins to glow red. Magic power began to flow.

Ting!

A spike flew from somewhere, aiming for the space between Gilbertan’s armor, but Gilbertan deflected it by slightly moving his body.

“Sister, are you finished?”

“Then. It took a while because they all rushed in at once. More than that, why is that guy so red?”

Master approached, taking another nail from his wrist.

The tight clothes and armor were soaked with the black blood of the demons. When I looked behind me, I saw that all the demons were putting nails in each joint.

“Wow, there is no such thing as a hedgehog.”

“Aren’t you saying they couldn’t even die until they were all plugged in?”

“The armor is so dense. So I thought it would be better to just stop him from moving and cut him.”

It seems that Master dealt with them slowly, using a method similar to mine, starting from the joints with spikes and driving them in one by one, causing confusion in their movements.

The demon seemed to be uncomfortable with the return of attention at that time and muttered to himself as if to make us listen.

“Ah, there is more than enough magic power to fill my body. Even with the remnants of magical power, I don’t understand why the Demon King doesn’t directly enter the battlefield and uses inconvenient methods even with this magical power.”

‘It’s starting again, that thing.’ Is it a seed of interest?’

If so, this is your chance. If the guy is hungry for attention, you can extract information in a way that he will like.

“Inconvenient method?”

“Yes. They’re going to die anyway, so I’ll tell you. The Demon King told us to take the filthy succubus behind us and take over this place.”

“Succubus?”

“Yes. Leto an Astesia, a wicked demon who was born as a succubus but did not know her own worth and sat in the general’s seat. Although he is only the child of a concubine from a family with a good lineage, he is a demon who caught the eye of the demon king just because he was born with great magical power.”

‘It’s really easy, guy. ‘Look how it tells you everything.’

As a result of continuing to question him in this way, all of Feria’s guesses turned out to be correct.

Succubi’s tastes are so broad that they are said to be a race that seduces not only demons but also other races when given the opportunity.

So, because their blood is very light, there are very few succubi who have inherited much of the devil’s power, so they cannot use major magic or illusions.

However, the story goes that a demonic man from a good family happened to sleep with a low-level succubus that no nobles would even notice, and the one born from that happened to be a succubus with blood so strong that it was almost pure-blooded.

Should we say that something like an atavism occurred by a miraculous coincidence?

“Born, bloodline, pureblood, noble! These are all hateful things. Those things are obstacles blocking my path! That succubus bitch is like that and so is the demon lord! Real demons gain positions for themselves by killing and extorting others. The current demons are mired in laziness. These are people who are satisfied with their natural strength and the position they naturally sit in.”

“But if you use that magical power, won’t everything you say become meaningless? In the end, you too… are trying to become stronger by absorbing other people’s magical power.”

The red magic power that surrounds the guy’s entire body is ultimately the remnants of magic power infused by the Demon King, so I think there is a flaw in the way he ultimately becomes stronger in that he uses the magic power of the bloodlines he hates.

“Challenging and plundering is a tradition of demons passed down from generation to generation. Even if it’s the devil’s magic, I can kill it, absorb it, and use it well. Someday, I plan to absorb the whole thing.”

While listening to him, Peria seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and stepped forward as if she were the spokesperson for the demons.

“That guy is really bringing back old values. Since when did the demons establish a kingdom and disappear that culture, do you still think like that? There are a lot of low-level demons who are dissatisfied with their own power and say things like that.”

After listening to Peria’s story, it seems to be a story often claimed by demons who are unable to succeed due to their light blood.

“I’ve heard that guys like you get together every few years to rebel against the devil, and all at once get their heads blown off, but this is the first time I’ve seen it in person. I really don’t know why you like such barbaric thinking?”

“Hmph. There is no way small children can understand my high meaning. Now that I see it, I can feel the blood of the demon in your body.”

Perhaps because he absorbed the demon king’s magic power, he was half a demon, so he recognized Peria’s secret that other demon mercenaries could not.

After Peria heard those words, she stepped forward more confidently.

“What, are you dissatisfied?”

“No, it’s just pitiful. I can see that he’s going to die soon anyway. Now I can see the magical power of every inch of your body! I can feel my body crying because it can’t even handle the magic flowing through my blood!”

“Creepy! Isn’t that a pervert?”

Peria trembles and pulls out the remaining dagger. It seems like the conversation has slowly reached its end.

‘I think I’ve gotten roughly all the information I need.’

Now, seeing as he talks about his situation hesitatingly, it doesn’t seem like there’s anything more important to say.

Lastly, check.

“Good. So there’s a succubus behind there?”

“But, soon, I will kill you, that succubus, and all other demons with my hands. So you don’t have to worry about it.”

“You’re talking shit.”

It looks like the demon guy has started to turn a little red, but there is nothing visible to the eye. Even though most of the weapons were used up, it was still enough to kill that one guy.

And Master also joined in, and I still have the magic sword left.

Well, Peria has done everything she has to do, so just support her from behind.

Just as we were about to take our stance and fight, Master, who had been quietly listening to our conversation up until now, suddenly spoke up.

“It’s a bit annoying to keep listening to it.”

“Yes? Suddenly?”

“When I was there.”

“Master?”

Master doesn’t stop even when I call him, he looks at the demon and starts shooting continuously.

“People tried to become stronger by training themselves even though they were weak. A person who took away another person’s power was called an apostle.”

‘I think you’ll be fine if you get that far.’

“Young guy.”

‘this.’

“I keep blaming the environment in which I was born, but thanks to the war, I was an orphan and wandered around. Then, I went into a temple and cleaned and earned food. In doing so, I developed strength and grew to the point where I became a teacher to others. Even though I was born ordinary.”

The demon responds to the story of the Master’s past and boasts that his shackles were bigger.

“I can say that because I have never experienced the place where demons live. Are you talking about a world of demons with only human subjects?”

But Master also never backed down.

“In the end, whether humans or demons are species that form the same society, you are really talking like demons. When there was a huge famine, it was said that we were in the middle of the day. Because there was nothing to eat, it was not uncommon for people to kill and eat their children in exchange, and for passers-by to come in as guests and be served as food the next morning. There was a time when humans lived no different from the past. Even thinking about it now, I’m really shocked.”

Peria and I kept our mouths shut like stuffed animals and didn’t make a sound. In times like this, it’s best to just nod your head quietly.

“ done. Actually, I hate to say that I had a harder time because I sound like an old person, but it stuck out. What need is there? Since we are enemies anyway, we just have to kill each other.”

“Yes. I was just wasting time with these guys who were going to kill me anyway.”

Gilbert and Master point their weapons at each other and glare at each other as if they are going to kill each other.

I also hold a great sword and pay attention to this guy like Peria, but for some reason the atmosphere is too uncomfortable.

“I’m glad it’s over quickly, oppa…”

“So, I thought it would take an hour on the spot.”

No more words are needed now.

The moment Master took the first step, the fight began.