Return of the Calamity-Class Death Knight

Chapter 255

[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]

Chapter 255: Intimidation (2)

Jeremy held onto his stomach and spat out blood

“Ugh! Waaaugh!”

No, it was more than just spitting. His insides had all been ruptured by a single blow just moments before.

“Damien Haksen… you bastard…!”

He couldn’t see him.

Damien’s movements were completely invisible. There wasn’t a slightest hint of him closing the distance, extending his leg, or even landing a blow to the abdomen.

All Jeremy could perceive was the impact on his stomach.

“I’ll kill him… I’ll kill him…”

Jeremy tried to stand up, but his legs wouldn’t cooperate. He staggered.

Jeremy’s eyes darted around wildly.

He was a disciple of the Weapon Master. A powerful swordsman who could rival any other Giant Evil.

So how could he be rendered incapable of fighting with a single blow, even if Damien had killed Sla?

“This much… this much of a difference…”

“You can’t even stand up.”

Damien’s voice reached Jeremy’s ears.

“So you dared to speak of my family in such a way with such insignificant skills? It’s so ridiculous that it makes me angry.”

Jeremy gritted his teeth at Damien’s mockery.

‘Insignificant? Me? I was personally taught swordsmanship by the Weapon Master and even given a Demonic sword.’

“Mocking me is… mocking my master… No matter how much you were invited by my master… there is a limit to how much I can tolerate!”

Jeremy gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. But his legs were still trembling.

And he grabbed the greatsword that was strapped to his back.

-Ugh?

As soon as he grabbed the greatsword, a voice spoke up. It was a neutral voice, half male and half female.

-I was sleeping well, why did you wake me up?

“Shut up and get up. We have to fight now.”

-What are you talking about all of a sudden? Oh? That’s Damien Haksen. Didn’t the Weapon Master tell you to bring him?

The Demonic sword spoke worriedly. Jeremy then exploded in anger.

“Shut up and heal my body! I need to kill that bastard right here!”

-Oh, why are you getting so angry?

Dark mana emitted by the Demonic sword flowed into Jeremy’s forearm. Jeremy’s complexion instantly recovered.

“Phew, now I can live.”

Jeremy said as he stretched his neck from side to side. As he said, his pale face had regained its original color.

“That bastard… I’ll make him regret what he just said.”

-You’re really going to fight Damien Haksen? What about the Weapon Master’s orders?

The Demonic sword asked him.

-And Damien Haksen killed Sla, you know. How can you possibly beat that monster?

“Can’t you shut up?”

The vast difference in power between Damien Haksen and himself had been painfully etched into his bones by the previous blow.

But that didn’t mean he could just meekly roll over and play dead. That bastard had dared to insult his master.

“Just listen to me quietly. I think I’ll feel better if I just tear off one of that bastard’s arms.”

-Oh, dear.

Jeremy raised his greatsword with both hands. And then a tremendous amount of dark mana surged out from the Demonic sword.

As the dark mana touched the surrounding bushes and trees, they started to wither and twist. This was a testament to the concentration of the dark mana.

At the same time, a change occurred in Jeremy’s body.

Part of the Demonic sword melted and flowed into Jeremy. His skin turned gray. At the same time, his aura became even more ferocious.

Synchronization.

It was a technique that enhanced his dark mana and physical abilities by merging the Demonic sword with his body.

“You’re struggling like a beggar.”

Damien drew Dawn from his waist.

As soon as Dawn was drawn, Jeremy’s attention was immediately captured.

As a disciple of the Weapon Master, he could immediately tell that the sword Damien Haksen was holding was no ordinary one.

“What the hell is that sword…?”

Damien didn’t answer, instead, he gripped Dawn.

A sharp, honed killing intent radiated from him.

Jeremy also raised his Demonic sword. The massive greatsword rose high into the air.

“I’ll give you one piece of advice. You’d better put that sword away. If you don’t want to cry tears of blood.”

[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]

The Demonic sword that Jeremy had received from the Weapon Master was named Gurontha.

Gurontha had the power of debilitation.

No matter what object it was, Gurontha had the power to destroy its molecular structure as soon as it touched it.

Rocks turned to sandcastles, trees to sawdust piles, and iron to lumps of clay.

He didn’t know what kind of sword Damien Haksen had drawn, but there was no way it could survive contact with Gurontha.

“Since you’re not answering, it seems you don’t intend to take my advice. Then I have no choice!”

Jeremy stomped on the ground. Damien charged as well. The Demonic sword and the Holy sword clashed in the air.

The two men locked swords in a stalemate.

Jeremy shouted at Damien Haksen, who was holding Dawn.

“Ha! Is that all you’ve got? I was expecting more after you killed Sla. You’re nothing special.”

Jeremy said, twisting his lips. Damien then opened his mouth.

“You’re tougher than I thought.”

Damien put more force into his hands. And then, in the next instant, the Holy sword dug into the blade of the Demonic sword.

“…What?”

It was as if a sharp knife was cutting into a block of hardened cheese. The Demonic sword resisted a little at first, but then it was easily cut through.

“Now, wait a minute…”

In the next instant, the Demonic sword was cut in half.

***

The Demonic sword’s reaction was a beat too late.

The halved blade fell to the ground. And from the cut surface, black smoke began to pour out.

-Ah…??

Only then did the Demonic sword realize what had happened to it.

-Aak! Euaaaak! Aaaaaak!

The Demonic sword let out a scream. The sharp, earsplitting sound shook the whole world.

“Gu-Gurontha!”

Jeremy shouted with a bewildered face.

“Wh-What is this…? M- Madness…! Gu-Gurontha…! So easily…! What is this…!?”

As Jeremy was in a state of shock, Damien swung Dawn.

Dawn sliced off Jeremy’s forearm. Jeremy’s forearm flew off into the distance, still clutching the Demonic sword.

Jeremy grabbed his severed forearm and screamed.

“My, my arm! My arm! You crazy bastard! What the hell is this!”

Damien swung Dawn again and cut off Jeremy’s other forearm.

“Kuaak! Aaaaaak!”

Jeremy screamed. Only then did fear appear on Jeremy’s face.

“Hu, huak… huak!”

Jeremy tried to run away from Damien. But before he could take a step, his body tilted.

Jeremy fell to the ground weakly. Jeremy hurriedly looked back.

Only then did he realize that both of his knees had been cut off.

“Ah, aa… aaaaaak!”

“Shut up.”

Damien raised his foot and trampled on Jeremy’s face. Jeremy’s face was smashed into the ground.

“If I leave you like this, you’ll die from excessive bleeding soon.”

Damien used the Authority of Envy. He imbued the mana with the nature of fire.

Then, Dawn began to heat up quickly. Damien brought Dawn to the wound.

“Kuaak! Aaaaaak! Euaaaak!”

Jeremy was foaming at the mouth and trembling all over. But Damien continued his work without batting an eye.

“Wh… what a demonic bastard… Why are you doing this to me…? To me…?.”

Jeremy asked pleadingly. Damien swung Dawn and cut open his abdomen instead of answering.

“Kak!”

“Why? Why did you ask that now? You’re the one who threatened first, so how can you say such a thing?”

Damien’s voice was extremely cold. But his eyes were boiling like lava.

“That’s why I hate you guys. You’re just filthy scums, and you touch other people’s weaknesses without a care in the world.”

Damien raised Dawn. At this, Jeremy shouted urgently.

“I, I have to contact Master regularly! If I don’t contact him, Master will know I’m dead right away! And then not only you, but your family will be in danger too!”

Damien’s hand stopped. At this, Jeremy sighed in relief.

“I-I’ll spare your life if you let me go! Hey, I promise!”

Suddenly, Damien started laughing. Jeremy asked with a worried face.

“Wh, why are you laughing…?.”

“You still don’t get it, do you?”

Damien brought Dawn close to Jeremy’s neck. And he grabbed Jeremy by the hair.

Damien yanked Jeremy’s hair, causing Dawn to press against his throat. The deeper Damien pulled on the hair, the deeper Dawn sank in. Blood gushed out from the wound.

“Kku, kkuaaak!”

Jeremy screamed, but Damien didn’t stop.

“I-I’m not lying! If I die, Master will really…”

Damien tightened his grip on his arm. Jeremy’s head was completely severed.

“That’s not something you need to worry about.”

Damien said coldly and threw Jeremy’s head to the ground.

A moment later, a pale, smoky substance rose from Jeremy’s corpse.

-Ahhh…

Jeremy’s soul was unable to escape the shock of death.

Damien immediately used the Authority of Envy and converted his mana into dark mana.

He used dark magic to capture Jeremy’s soul.

“Obey.”

The dark mana dug into Jeremy’s soul. He resisted, but it was futile.

-Kkuaak! Aaaaaak!

Damien inflicted pain directly on the soul, and Jeremy quickly succumbed.

Damien shoved Jeremy’s soul back into the corpse. And he used the necromancy spell.

“Rise.”

The headless corpse rose to its feet.

The corpse groped around the floor and found its head, placing it back on its neck. The dark mana connected the neck and head.

“You said the Weapon Master would find out if you died? Then just pretend you’re alive.”

Damien didn’t like using dark magic on people.

But it was a different story if the opponent was a piece of trash.

-Eat… it… up.

At that moment, a voice reached Damien’s ears.

Hemaera was craving the remnants of the Demonic sword that had just been destroyed.

“Go ahead.”

Hemaera, who had been nestled inside Damien’s clothes, burst out.

It took on a slime-like appearance and began to gnaw away at a piece of the Demonic sword.

Damien looked up. The demonic energy that the sword had spat out was hovering in the air.

Damien held out the back of his hand toward it. The energy was absorbed into the mark on the back of his hand.

“Sooner or later, I’ll be able to awaken another authority.”

Damien looked at the mark on the back of his hand and thought.

“Uh…… uh…….”

Jeremy said to Damien as he turned undead.

“I…… submit…… to you…… no…… to my master…… I submit…… to my master…….”

Undead Jeremy was still stuttering. But it wasn’t a big deal. Given time, he’d act just like he did when he was alive.

That didn’t mean he was alive. It was impossible to bring the dead back to life.

All Damien had done was resurrect Jeremy’s body as the undead, and put his soul into it.

That way, he could fool the Weapon Master.

“Should I call my master…… uh, how should I call you…… Damien, Damien Haksen?”

“No, don’t call me by that name.”

“Oh, well, how then?”

He thought about it while in the Church.

Damien’s purpose was to distract Pandemonium’s attention and power by killing the Weapon Master.

That way, Pandemonium wouldn’t have to worry about his family.

However, simply killing the Weapon Master was somewhat unsettling. They needed to shock Pandemonium even more.

So Damien modified his plan slightly.

“Victor.”

Damien opened a subspace and pulled out a wooden mask.

It was the same mask he had used to impersonate Victor at the Starlight Fairies Festival.

“From this day forward, I am Victor the Woodcutter.”

The mysterious dark mage Victor the Woodcutter is responsible for the downfall of the Weapon Master, one of the members of the Pandemonium.

That was Damien’s new plan.

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[Translator – Kie]

[Proofreader – Kawaii]