Chapter 243

Chapter 243

The longer Kacherto Rienz was left alone, the more impossible it was to know what he might do.

However, that was separate from his actual combat ability.

Either way, he's only an Eighth-Star.

Kacherto did have a trump card of his own.

But fundamentally, he disliked fighting on the front lines.

That was why he avoided exposing his location and usually moved secretly, informing only his closest subordinates about his plans.

Of course, even taking that into consideration, Glenn knew his way of thinking very well.

That was why he had infiltrated Angrelcher Castle.

But unfortunately, he wasn't there at the time.
I was wondering what I should do after that.

Destroying his magical laboratory and Angrelcher Castle had certainly been a great achievement.

However, Glenn could not predict what Kacherto, whom he had allowed to escape, might do in the future using his vast magical knowledge.

Just when Glenn had no choice but to leave him for later because he had failed to deal with him then, Penelope appeared before him and told him Kacherto's next destination.

Then things became simple.

There was no need to figure out what Kacherto Rienz was planning to do on the northern front.

All Glenn had to do was eliminate him quickly.

Glenn immediately gathered all of Obenue's forces and launched a surprise attack on the Fourth Legion's camp, where Kacherto was expected to be.

And the result was exactly what he had hoped for.

Just as Penelope had said, Kacherto Rienz had come to the northern front.

Glenn had taken a detour and launched a surprise attack, eventually coming face-to-face with him.

In truth, the ideal situation would have been for the Demon King's army to happily engage Obenue's forces as they recklessly charged in from the front, while Glenn attacked them from behind.

However, judging by the demon soldiers dismantling the camp, Kacherto had apparently sensed something strange and was trying to retreat.

If I hadn't hurried, I would've missed him again.

Of course, Glenn had considered such a possibility and formed the strongest possible strike team.

Romina, an Eighth-Star Witch who had obtained the former Demon King's secret art, Call of the Cold, and had become the strongest attacker after Glenn.

Penelope, another Eighth-Star Witch who served as a support mage, weakening enemies with various status-effect spells.

Saint Lucheria, a resurrection specialist who possessed overwhelming Holy Power and could not only unleash tremendous firepower but even revive dead allies when necessary.

And Glenn himself, who was becoming closer to a transcendent existence with each passing day.

With all four gathered in one place, they had become a powerful strike team.

If Saint Ridenhall, with his powerful Skeleton Knights to fill out the front line and his enchantment magic to strengthen allies, and Rowen, who would take the front position, were added to the group, the party would become complete.

Of course, even the current members alone possessed enough power to rival more than an entire legion.

Even if Kacherto had not fallen for the provocation from the front and had concentrated all his troops around his main force, they still would not have been able to compare with Glenn's party.

In other words, they simply don't have enough power to contend with us.

Indeed, the Demon King's army and the undead covering the ground below the hill had already suffered heavy damage from Penelope's area-wide magic.

And Kacherto Rienz, who should have been leading them against Glenn, had been pinned down from the beginning after Romina's enormous ice spike pierced his body.

There could not have been a better situation for Glenn.

And there could not have been a worse situation for Kacherto.

“C-Commander!”

The adjutant beside him hurriedly approached Kacherto.

“Commander!
Are you all right?!”

“…….”

“Commander…?”

Kacherto stretched out his hand and placed it against the approaching adjutant's chest.

Before the adjutant could say anything, purple demonic energy flowed into him.

“What… Ugh?!”

The next moment, the bewildered adjutant's body began to swell.

Then it twisted violently with a grotesque sound.

“Guh… Gyaaaaaaah!”

A scream filled with agony rang out.

Soon, mysterious purple tentacles burst through the adjutant's body and spread in every direction.

Flower of the Far Side.

A unique spell that used the target's power and life force as a medium to summon an otherworldly plant possessing power equal to that target.

Kacherto Rienz had cast that spell on his perfectly healthy subordinate.

“He's insane.”

“Why would he do something like that…?!”

“W-We knew he was cruel and ruthless from the beginning… but this seems to have gone too far.”

Romina frowned at the shocking scene.

Lucheria covered her mouth in surprise.

Penelope let out a disgusted groan.

The otherworldly plant born from the adjutant's body twisted its tentacle-like vines as it waited for its master's command.

Even if the power was the same, Kacherto had deliberately transformed his deputy commander into an otherworldly plant to obtain a subordinate that could feel no fear.

“…….”

Glenn stared at Kacherto.

Even with his body pierced by Romina's spike that had appeared beyond his perception, Kacherto had made the most rational choice available to him.

“Seriously… I'm getting sick of this guy.”

Shing-!

Glenn opened his inventory.

Then he firmly gripped his beloved Einheria and slowly stepped forward.

“Let's start the work.”

Judging from the situation, if they left Kacherto alone, he would turn every demon around him into an otherworldly plant.

Of course, even if he did that, the current balance would not be overturned.

But Glenn could not simply allow such an evil man to keep making schemes.

“We'll use the tactics I mentioned earlier.
I'm not taking any more questions.
Let's go.”

Glenn activated the Gray Ring.

Then he dyed all his Rings with the Holy Ring.

At the same time, he kicked off the ground and leaped down toward the hill.

Fwaaaaaang-!

Most of the demons and undead in the camp were still trapped in Penelope's Dystopia, panicking in terror.

Glenn ignored all of them.

His eyes were focused solely on his target.

Crack-!

Kwagagagak-!

Large cracks spread across the ground as sharp particles of Holy Power scattered like electricity.

Like lightning racing along the earth, Glenn left behind nothing but dense Holy Power in his path as he charged forward at an incredible speed.

“Kreweee… Huh?!”

Crack!

Ninth-Star Skill: Saint Castiel's Judgment.

The undead standing in his path crumbled simply because he passed by them.

Even the weaker demons trembling in fear were caught in the massive amount of Holy Power surrounding Glenn as he charged forward and were burned away.

But that was not the reason for his charge.

Glenn's gaze remained fixed solely on Kacherto at the end of his path.

“Kuh…!”

Kacherto was awkwardly retreating in the opposite direction from Glenn.

As he fled, he used Flower of the Far Side on every demon within reach.

However, he was too busy avoiding Romina's magic that came flying from beyond his perception to properly realize that Glenn was approaching him at an insane speed.

But Glenn did not stop.

He coated Einheria, already wrapped in Holy Power, with demonic energy and created Holy Demonic Power.

He wanted to keep Kacherto alive and make him suffer a slow and painful death.

But he had no intention of creating even the slightest possibility of an unexpected variable.

I have to kill him here.

Voooooong-!

Holy Power and demonic energy resonated together, creating Holy Demonic Power.

Glenn, who was already moving at an absurd speed, accelerated even further.

“Kieeeeeeeek!”

The otherworldly plants created by Kacherto blocked Glenn's path.

But it was useless.

Crack!

Unless the host was someone of enormous power, there was no way the weak otherworldly plants summoned using demons around the Sixth or, at most, Seventh Star level could stop Glenn.

In the end, Glenn charged toward Kacherto Rienz at tremendous speed.

Only then, sensing the overwhelming momentum, did Kacherto turn his head and see Glenn.

A strange light appeared in his eyes.

“?!”

“Too late, you…”

Kacherto's eyes were filled with desperation.

He had no moves left.

Sensing his victory, Glenn thrust the Einheria in his hand straight toward Kacherto.

“You bas—!”

Kaaaaaang!

A dull crashing sound rang out.

Of course, it was not the sound Glenn had hoped to hear—the sound of Einheria tearing through Kacherto Rienz's flesh.

Einheria had been stopped by a single sword.

It failed to pierce Kacherto's heart.

“Oh?
The old man was right.”

“…Ha.”

Glenn let out a dry laugh as he looked at the man standing behind the crossed swords.

“Been doing well, Glenn Wordsworth?”

Curly black hair.

Golden eyes.

A sturdy physique.

It was the same man Glenn had seen less than a week ago.

Only the location had changed.

Even the way he had appeared was almost identical to their first encounter.

“I wonder if you managed to sleep well after screwing me over like that and running away.”

“Ha…
I did think things might not go according to plan…”

Glenn gave a bitter smile.

But despite the curved smile on his lips, his eyes were completely serious.

“I guess getting punched by me really bothered you that much, huh, Luphelos?”

The Demon King, Luphelos.

The same man Glenn had encountered in the underground laboratory beneath Angrelcher Castle had come to the northern front.

There was nothing strange about him being here.

But the timing was certainly bad.

“Yeah.
For some reason, the wound you gave me just won't heal.”

The Demon King's right hand held the sword.

A scar left behind by Glenn when he had escaped was still visible on his middle finger.

“Something must've happened at your place, right?
Is it really okay for you to be wandering around like this?”

“Something happened?
What are you talking about… Ah, wait.
Are you talking about Penelope killing the Third Legion Commander and running away?”

Luphelos snorted as if the idea wasn't even funny.

“That's a problem for the people over there to deal with.
I have a debt to repay.”

As he spoke, Luphelos alternated his gaze between Glenn and Penelope standing on the hill.

“Don't you think I should give something back to the bastard who wounded my fist and the woman who made me run around like some damn dog?”

At the Demon King's chilling gaze, Penelope instinctively swallowed.

But Glenn, standing directly in front of him, merely raised the corners of his mouth as if mocking him.

“What?
So you've been chasing after me this whole time?
And after hearing Kacherto's words, you came running here like a horny mutt?”

“…….”

“Looking at how you're glaring at me with your mouth shut, I guess I'm right.”

Oh, the old man was right.

The moment Glenn heard those words Luphelos had spoken when he blocked him, he understood.

He understood why Kacherto Rienz and the Demon King were here.

It's because of me.

Glenn was currently the greatest problem and biggest obstacle facing the Demon King's army.

Even though the Demon King's forces were overwhelmingly stronger than the Holy Empire, all of their plans had been ruined because of Glenn.

They were certain that if they could eliminate Glenn now, the advantage in the war would swing back toward the Demon King's army.

But searching the Land of Demons would not allow them to catch the elusive Glenn.

Therefore, the Demon King and the Second Legion Commander had joined forces.

They decided to attack Wordsworth and lure Glenn out or provoke him.

For that stubborn Luphelos to actually listen to Kacherto and move according to his words, he must have been really pissed off.

However, Glenn had appeared before them much sooner than they expected.

Kacherto Rienz had been pushed to the brink of death by Glenn before he could even properly prepare his revenge.

Either way, Glenn's surprise attack had been a disaster for Kacherto.

Of course, things are different on this side.

“Ha…
You bastard.
You've been acting so damn arrogant just because you managed to scratch my hand.
You still haven't figured out the situation, have you?”

Unlike Kacherto, Luphelos had no interest in preparing anything.

He had been impatient to meet Glenn.

In fact, he was probably pleased that Glenn had appeared a day earlier than expected.

Gooooooooo-!

Luphelos narrowed his golden eyes.

Thick demonic energy, deep and viscous like an abyss, began to engulf the area around him.

The overwhelming power radiating before Glenn was enough to make him instinctively frown.

“I let you escape last time.
But this time, I'll make sure to cut you down without holding back.”

There was no doubt about it.

Luphelos was a level above Glenn.

His strength was enough to make this reunion extremely troublesome.

However—

“Are you sure?
I think you're the one who hasn't figured out the situation.”

“…What?”

Luphelos furrowed his brow and stared at Glenn.

“The reason I ran away from you back then was because I had my own circumstances.
You know, I wasn't in good condition.”

“But… today, my condition is much better than usual.”

A trace of confusion appeared within the sharp radiance of Luphelos's eyes.

Only then did he notice something strange happening right in front of him.

“?!”

Luphelos's gaze moved toward the point where his sword and Einheria were crossed.

At the place where the two powers had collided, a huge crack had appeared in Luphelos's sword where it had clashed with Einheria.

Crack—

“Damn it…!”

Luphelos realized what was happening a moment too late and hurriedly adjusted his stance.

“You're only noticing that now?!”

Glenn raised the corners of his mouth.

With a quiet smile, he poured even more power into the Holy Demonic Power wrapped around Einheria.

And then—

Crack-crack-crack—Kwang!

Einheria shattered the sword it had clashed against and surged toward the Demon King.

The Demon King's startled eyes met Glenn's confident gaze.

“You're… dead today.”

At least for the next forty minutes.

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