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Chapter 198
Chapter 198
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Chapter 198 - The King of the Abyss
What will happen to the treatment of the half-demons captured as prisoners?
The viewers’ opinions were divided.
- Logically, it’s total annihilation.
- Bullet fodder.
- Where would there even be guns in Half-Demon Mountain? They’d be used as shields.
- Arrows might be possible.
- The ones shooting arrows are below, though.
- What do they shoot from above? Thorns?
- Thorns for sure.
- Yep, thorn fodder.
- Why do they always use them like shields, though? Is there ever a case where they don’t use them as such?
- ?
- It’s the Massacre Swordsman.
- You think the Massacre Swordsman wouldn’t use meat shields?
- They’re not cute enough for that.
- Why is that?
The effect of the Massacre Swordsman’s brutality lingered far more in the viewers’ minds than her capacity for forgiveness!
Contrary to their expectations, Ha Eung Eung did not execute the captured fallen demons or use them as meat shields, nor did she force them to stand at the front with spears aimed at their backs.
‘How many people among the Demon Sect’s followers were just as poorly made?’
It’s true that cute and beautiful things earn affection easily, but just because something’s ugly or poorly made doesn’t mean you automatically treat it badly.
Rather than pampering them, she first makes them endure hardship and pushes them hard, but she still accepts them into her fold!
‘Even the Periodic Giant Cockroaches were eventually put to use, so this much is mild.’
[52 fallen demons accepted into the army.]
[103 fallen demon prisoners, touched by the unexpected generosity of the turncoats, wish to join the cause.]
[103 fallen demons accepted into the army.]
[252 fallen demon prisoners...]
[252 fallen demons accepted into the army...]
Kind treatment leads to more turncoats, and the number of allies grows in a virtuous cycle!
With the reinforcement of equipment and even the acquisition of armor for the skeletal horse, the undead soldiers now grew without the need to sacrifice any individual.
“Long live the merciful Massacre Swordsman!”
“Long live!”
“Though our speed is slow, we will do our best to never hear that we lack loyalty to our master!”
For the fallen demons, it was impossible not to be moved.
They knew well how miserable they were.
They had fallen from that distant cloud bridge and barely managed to survive, but they had only managed to save their lives.
They were cursed, their lower bodies crushed, crawling around with barely functioning bodies. Compared to other demons, they were terribly weak and had little value except as prey.
Yet the Massacre Swordsman accepted them.
She did not complain about their weakness.
She did not belittle them or treat them with contempt.
She did not treat them as disposable meat shields.
How could they not be moved by her mercy, and how could they not feel loyalty towards her?
And the results were now clear before their eyes.
[Fallen Demon Army]
[Commander – Right Hand of Great Strength]
[Army – 4,184 fallen demons]
A battalion of fallen demons numbering nearly 4,000, led by a named demon, was born.
- Why do the subordinates keep increasing?!
- An army that grows the more it fights.
- Is this the kind of thing that just keeps getting bigger once it becomes famous?
- Celebrity Kim [last name] found dead at home while breathing?
- Yeah, that one, hahaha.
- Given it’s the Massacre Swordsman, it makes sense... If she’s feeding and bringing them along, I’d join with a frying pan and kitchen knife too.
- Why bring a frying pan and kitchen knife, though, hahaha?
- They're the cooks!
- Alright, I get it now.
Numbers alone can turn you into a gang.
The fallen demons didn’t even dare to attack first, intimidated by the sheer size of the Massacre Swordsman’s army, running away instead.
Once they realized that every enemy they caught became an ally, her subordinates stopped killing them on sight and began herding them into one place.
“Undead soldiers! Undead soldiers are here!”
“Traitors! Traitors have blocked the way!”
“Mole-humans! Kill them!”
“Uwaah! Save us!”
Though Dutta and the Mole-Humans had helped in supplying goods, they didn’t contribute much in actual battle.
Still, having survived in harsh environments for so long, they gathered edible plants and fruits, contributing plenty to the forces.
“These bastards, what do they plan to do with us?”
“Not easily, we won’t be defeated!”
The fallen demons trembled, desperately trying to act tough.
Seeing their pathetic appearance, the Knight spoke.
“Our master, the Massacre Swordsman, is not a vicious person who kills and eats every demon or half-demon that lives in the wild.”
The named fallen demon Right Hand of Great Strength stepped forward.
“Knight’s words are true.”
“I’ve heard of that huge arm. Isn’t it the Right Hand of Great Strength?”
“He was a top predator among the fallen demons, but now he’s playing the role of a lackey?”
“Is the Massacre Swordsman really such a great demon?”
“Look at the number of subordinates. He must be some terrifying monster with more than twenty limbs combined.”
“I’m scared just imagining it. How horrifying must they look for such strong demons to swear loyalty? They must be from another world.”
“Ugh. I don’t think I could eat meat from them.”
A massive army of 7,000 demons, including 1,000 undead soldiers, 2,000 mole-humans, and 4,000 fallen demons.
How terrifying must the Massacre Swordsman be to command such a force?
“You bastards! Don’t talk back!”
“The Massacre Swordsman is right here.”
The fallen demons, once full of endless imagination, now faced a giant undead soldier towering at 10 meters!
“Big.”
“Really big.”
“So big?”
“That’s not just a tall giant! Look at the shoulders!”
“Someone’s sitting on the giant’s shoulder?”
The Massacre Swordsman’s limbs were only four, and she wasn’t some ominous creature that crawled out from the depths of hell.
“...Human?”
“And a woman!”
“Are we supposed to bow to a human woman?!”
While the fallen demons acknowledged the power of the army, they refused to bow to a human woman.
Ha Eung Eung didn’t waste time trying to persuade them.
<Massacre Blade>
<Sweep, Great Moonstrike>
With just a single swing of her sword, like when she had felled the trees earlier,
this time, the blade’s cutting range was even wider.
The crimson trail passed over their heads, and the trees within a 100-meter radius began to fall one after another.
‘The sword has been properly honed. A sword that helps the master’s will, of its own accord.’
While Ha Eung Eung had this comfortable thought in her mind,
“Th-the trees are falling!”
“Damage!!”
“Chaaaa!”
The fallen demons, clutching their heads, screamed.
Above them, countless tree trunks fell all at once.
Thud, thud, thud.
With a heavy rumble, dust rose into the air.
When the dust settled and the coughing ceased, Ha Eung Eung flicked her sword.
‘Should I show them one more time?’
She seemed ready to swing the sword again at the slightest doubt about her.
“I-I swear my loyalty!”
“Such a thing isn’t a human!”
“It’s an incredible demon! To have mastered such perfect transformation magic!”
“I will serve as a subordinate right away!”
“I surrender, I surrender! Please don’t swing that dreadful sword at us!!”
[10,283 fallen demons surrender.]
The number of surrendering demons was so large it would be no surprise to hear Ha Eung Eung referred to as a fallen demon collector!
[You have collected over 10,000 fallen demons as subordinates.]
[Hidden event unlocked.]
- What kind of event is this?
- This must be a unique event for the Massacre Swordsman.
- Only this human can see this. Hahaha.
- The conditions to unlock this event are brutal.
“Such a great mercy, as vast as the sea, to accept us fallen demons. There’s something we urgently wish to convey, Master.”
“Right Hand of Great Strength is a demon with the legacy of the armed systems. I think it’s worth listening to, Master.”
Even the Knight added his input, piquing Ha Eung Eung’s curiosity.
“Did you notice that the fallen demons who fell from the bridge all had their legs crushed, but their upper bodies were intact?”
Ha Eung Eung nodded.
“That’s the curse of a powerful demon hiding in the Mountain of Hardship.”
The Right Hand of Great Strength spoke with resentment in his eyes.
“Once, there was a demon known as the King of the Abyss, who wreaked havoc during the First Demon War. The demon hiding in the Mountain of Hardship is him.”
“Did you just accept it even after knowing his identity? A demon of your strength?”
The Knight was puzzled.
The Right Hand of Great Strength was a powerful demon, capable of commanding the fallen demons and even fighting the King of the Abyss.
It would be reasonable to believe he could face off against the King of the Abyss himself.
Yet, he shook his head firmly.
“The King of the Abyss is different. After suffering a fatal blow from the tyrant king, he retreated to the mountains and spent many years hiding, building his strength. Surviving an encounter with him was just luck.”
“Luck?”
“The King of the Abyss said this. He took the legs of the fallen demons because their legs were too weak, having lost to the tyrant, not because their arms were weak.”
The eerie undertone in his story made the Knight's expression harden.
“It sounds like he can replace his body parts if he chooses to.”
“You heard correctly. The King of the Abyss can claim the bodies of other demons as his own. He is the king of all the fallen, the strongest of the defeated. Even I, the Right Hand of Great Strength, could not defeat his strength.”
It was a relief, though. Had he won, his right arm would have been taken on the spot.
As the Right Hand of Great Strength struggled to speak those words, the Knight's demeanor turned serious.
“Why tell our master about such a dangerous demon?”
“I wish to seek revenge, but I cannot leave the Mountain of Hardship without facing the King of the Abyss.”
“Isn’t it just one demon?”
“Among the bodies he took, the useless parts are discarded. They become remnants of the Abyss, flesh that follows only his will.”
“…How many have fallen into the Abyss?”
“At least a hundred thousand.”
The Mountain of Hardship.
Here, somewhere, there exists a monstrous creature composed of a hundred thousand fallen legs.
This number is more than five times greater than all the fallen demons who joined the Massacre Swordsman’s army.
“If we can’t avoid the enemy, perhaps it’s wiser to confront the remnants of the Abyss rather than cross the mountain and continue to suffer.”
“Master, the King of the Abyss is too dangerous. I’m sorry to the Right Hand of Great Strength, but you must avoid this place. Focus on leaving the Mountain of Hardship.”
The Right Hand of Great Strength, now a new subordinate, and the Knight, urging for a retreat, presented differing opinions.
An interaction option was presented.
[Interaction Choices]
[With differing suggestions from your subordinates, your decision is...]
- Challenge the King of the Abyss (Defeat the King of the Abyss).
- Fight the remnants of the Abyss and push through the Mountain of Hardship (Advance to the next field).
- Retreat from the Mountain of Hardship (Retreat to the previous field).
The King of the Abyss, the king of all fallen and the strongest of the defeated.
Even hearing such grand words, Ha Eung Eung would never pass by so easily.
‘I’m curious now. How strong is he?’
[? Challenge the King of the Abyss.]
The moment of deciding to face the King of the Abyss, the second raid boss-level demon after the Demon King of Hell.