Chapter Index

    Long ago, there was someone who could freely control fire.

    People called him a monster because he freely wielded fire, which was a symbol of hell.

    Since such a person used a sword with aura, people called him a sword demon.

    Because he used both sword and fire, people soon began calling him the Flame Emperor.

    The Flame Emperor became something like the king and leader of the monsters.

    He finally reached a meeting with the emperor on the Berdiya Mountains.

    “All return to nothingness.”

    The scene before them, who had expected the emperor’s benevolence, was a merciless massacre.

    The enraged Surta and the monsters fled and a tower rose where they fell.

    People called it ‘Monster’s Tower’.

    .

    Surta, Lord of Flame.

    He fights without rising from his throne.

    “It’s been a long time since I’ve been a guest, so let’s enjoy it slowly.”

    Because it is strong enough even without waking up.

    The king does not get up from his place.

    “Will you please me again like you did then? You’re a weak child.”

    Grrr!

    A huge fire engulfed the Dyers Expedition.

    It wasn’t just a flame. It was an organic organism that thought and moved on its own.

    That is, alive.

    As living flames engulfed the expedition, black smoke filled the air.

    “It’s full of smoke. Fire is more dangerous than anything else in an enclosed space.”

    Surta clicked his tongue as if it was boring. But deep down, I already knew.

    “Magic may not work on you, but this ‘spark’ is different.”

    That I couldn’t kill the man in front of me at this level.

    Dyers caught the living flame with his bare hands and broke it in two.

    “You never disappoint me.”

    Surta smiled and snapped his fingers as if he was satisfied.

    Then the clone appeared and blocked the expedition.

    The beginning of phase 2.

    The real battle has begun.

    .

    Four clones jumped out and blocked the way.

    Red, blue, white, black.

    These are alter egos that use different elements according to their color.

    “Do as planned. Red is Luna and Jenna, blue is Latina. White is handled by Kirshen.”

    This is an opponent that I have defeated several times. What was even more strange was that neither I nor Surta knew about each other.

    Surta’s alter ego falls far short of the power of his main body. You will be able to catch it well enough.

    Latina, a skilled hunter, took on a blue alter ego that wielded lightning.

    Every time the electric current-filled bat is swung, he nimbly dodges it and then fires an arrow.

    The arrow went straight into my eye. Nevertheless, the blue clone swung the bat at random.

    Finally the bat hit her on the head. The clone looked down with joy.

    “That’s fake.”

    there’s nothing.

    “Because alter egos are not something that only you can use.”

    While the blue clone was panicking, a huge arrow that had already been loaded split the sky.

    “Oooooh!”

    The blue clone collapsed.

    ” Krl! ◦ ◦ ◦

    Assassin Kirshen took on the white alter ego. The weapon on this side was specifically fencing.

    The clone pressured her at a rapid pace from the beginning. Kirshen precariously dodged the clone’s fencing sword.

    “Dyers, why does this bastard give me these things?”

    She grunted and pulled out a dagger. Once again, the fencing sword flies at crazy speed.

    I didn’t avoid it this time.

    Ksssuk! visor! Kaang!

    The white clone’s sword and Kirshen’s dagger clashed continuously in the air.

    The clone’s sword became faster and faster, and Kirshen’s dagger gradually lost its power. The white clone was confident of his victory and delivered the final blow.

    “It’s so slow it makes me yawn.”

    The movement of the clone stopped. The sword that was thought to be the final blow was caught with bare hands.

    Is this possible?

    Gradually, fear creeps in. The white clone swallowed his saliva and looked at the opponent in front of him.

    The hunter’s eyes are shining eerily.

    “I’m still an executive officer, but even when I was on active duty, I didn’t easily lose to that bastard. Why are you giving me an opponent like this?”

    “Pfft!”

    Kirshen adjusted his grip on the dagger and threw it away. The blood was pouring out. She moved without heeding anything.

    “Aaaah!”

    Every time I took a step, red blood poured out continuously. If it were a head-to-head match, it would be at a disadvantage to Dyers, but if it was an ‘assassination,’ it would be a different story.

    She is the best assassin in Beatus Academy without anyone else.

    Even as his vision became blurred, the white clone tried to follow Kirshen’s movements.

    “Aaaah..”

    “Can’t you see anything? Don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s not that I’m fast, you’re slow.”

    I couldn’t see anything.

    The white clone collapsed.

    Jenna and Luna worked together to crush the head of the red clone.

    Dyers’ black alter ego collapsed with his entire body shattered.

    He took a breath while examining the status of the expedition team.

    “You’ve already defeated them all. Thank you all for your hard work.”

    “If I can’t do this, I have to drop out of the academy.”

    “Wasn’t Senior Kirshen the last to catch it?”

    “Hey Dyers. Don’t you manage your juniors properly?”

    “..There is an enemy right in front of you, so what are you all doing? Let’s focus.”

    When their chat ended, an impressed Surta clapped his hands and praised the expedition team.

    “The speed is much faster than before. Surely you are strong. He’s so annoying that I want to kill him miserably.”

    As Surta clapped his hands while saying that, the clones that had fallen stood up again.

    Only the black alter ego that was attacked by Dyers could no longer rise.

    “What the fuck. I can’t do it.”

    Kirshen had a good reason for swearing.

    This is because the fallen clone did not just get back up, but got up much stronger.

    It has 3 heads and 6 arms.

    It is a form of sura.

    However, even this fact was already known to Dyers.

    The expedition team calmly maintained their respective positions and fought against Sura’s clones.

    So far, everything has gone according to Dyers’ plan.

    Each person is fighting a fierce battle with their respective alter egos.

    Dyers was the only one without a counterpart. Because the black alter ego could not rise at all.

    He walked towards Surta’s throne.

    “Huh? Didn’t you find your partner?”

    He looked at the fallen black clone once, as if wondering, and then looked at Dyers again.

    Dyers also looked at him quietly.

    “My opponent is right in front of me.”

    “Haha! The kid who couldn’t even touch the tip of Jim’s fur has become quite bold. Yes, I saw your swordsmanship skills well. There must have been a lot of painstaking effort.”

    “….”

    Surta’s complexion suddenly wrinkled.

    “But did you just come here to kill me with that? Are you trusting me with my meager swordsmanship skills? You are truly arrogant.”

    Surta was an opponent who faced Dyers several times. And in the end, it was like a huge wall that he couldn’t overcome.

    “That’s not all.”

    To save Chairman Vivian, you must overcome the Flame Emperor. So how can we defeat this monster?

    “Hahaha! So what else have you prepared? Show it to me. I’m really curious.”

    Magic? It doesn’t work.

    fence? This man was a monster himself who could use a sword containing aura.

    Then, there was only one way for Dyers to overcome this monster.

    “Those you have killed so far.”

    “…What?”

    From the moment Dyers entered this place, he was in a very bad mood.

    Ordinary ghosts remain in pure form and maintain innocence.

    However, those who die with a grudge keep reliving terrible memories and their forms also turn into hideous forms.

    Vengeful spirits that have been burned to death constantly emit a particularly nauseating smell. They whispered and begged frantically to Dyers.

    Ask me to kill the monster in front of me.

    “Phew.”

    Dyers lit a cigarette.

    Spirits gather.

    The dead, who live with hatred for those who killed them, cling to him.

    Dyers, whose kidneys have been restored, can now summon 10 times more spirit than usual.

    The hateful ghosts run wild and march around.

    Some called it the Night Journey of Hundred Ghosts.

    “Did I kill this many people?”

    Surta snorted and smiled bitterly. He was still sitting on the throne, quietly observing the demons.

    As if it had nothing to do with him.

    “So what are you planning to do? Are you really going to kill me like this?”

    “No.”

    The ghosts of Hundred Ghosts Night Tour want a ‘body’.

    They want a body that will take revenge on them.

    Dyers called the act of willingly giving up the body ‘possession.’

    He has only been able to possess one ghost so far.

    Because the ‘vessel’ was small, if more than one person possessed his body, there was a high possibility that his mind would be damaged.

    In the nun’s case, even if only one Bishop Offinho was possessed, she would have suffered tremendous power and pain.

    It’s different now.

    Now that it is nearing its prime thanks to the help of Count Adrian, the ‘vessel’ has expanded enormously.

    Enough to receive the hatred of all these demons here at once.

    Enough to take on the power of all these spirits here.

    “Everyone, come in.”

    The enemies could not hide their joy at his declaration and went on a rampage again.

    All the hateful ghosts entered his body.

    Everyone’s hatred and anger and power began to be concentrated on one person.

    [[Kyaaa!]]

    [Kill me! Please kill that monster!!}

    [Make it as painful as I was in pain!!]

    Dyers, who was filled with all the ghosts, took out the ‘Intangible Sword’ left behind by Aren.

    Surta, who saw this, opened his mouth in admiration.

    “The spirit he has now is truly similar to Jim.. He can truly be called the ‘King of Ghosts’.”

    Dyers responded by pointing his intangible sword at him.

    “Surta is not a king.”

    Kings do not fight with each other.

    All he does is sit quietly on his throne, sip tea, and watch the war unfold.

    “……”

    “I am a necromancer.”

    “Hahahaha!”

    Surta laughed loudly.

    He stood up with his sword.

    “In that case, I guess I should pick up the sword. He’s a strong kid.”

    A dazzling red aura appeared on Surta’s sword.

    “I am Surta, the Flame Emperor and one of the kings of monsters. What is your name?”

    A pitch-black aura appeared on the intangible sword.

    “Dyers.”

    He did not have the skills to manifest aurors.

    This auror was manifested through the hatred of spirits.

    He opened his mouth again.

    “You will die today at the hands of the people you killed.”

    The two swords crossed in the air at incredible speed.

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