The King of the Battlefield - Chapter 285

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“You swindler! Let go of me now!”

“You say I’m a swindler?”

Solomon smirked because it was the first time he heard something like this . However, Woohee now knew about Solomon’s true intentions . The reason he had made the fairies create trials was to spread ‘disturbances’ in this world . He had said that fairies would be given houses, but it had been an empty promise . So, it was natural that Woohee called him a swindler .

“Let go of me! Holding the wings of a lady is a perverted act!”

Woohee tried to move her wings until her face grew red, but she could not move an inch . It was inevitable since a mere fairy was no match for Solomon .

“I know you’re the daughter of the Fairy King . Was your name Woohee?”

“Is not! So, let go of me!”

Time was of the essence, and at this moment, Muyoung was deeply wounded . Solomon stared at Woohee with some interest .

“I see that you have learned how to handle Diablo from the Fairy King, so I can’t let you go . ”

“Stupid! Idiot! Fool!”

“Can you call those curses?”

They were all the ‘bad words’ Woohee knew, and Solomon’s smile deepened . At that moment, Muyoung broke through the ground with a crashing noise . He was beheaded and died instantly .

However, an astonishing phenomenon occurred right after Muyoung’s crash, as his body came together to revive him .

“He seems to possess the power of resurrection, but also loses some of his memories every time he revives . ”

“Let go of me . ”

“Which memory did he lose this time?”

Solomon looked like a child who found an amusing toy .

“Watch carefully . He will forget why he is fighting later on . ”

Solomon found Muyoung intriguing . A half-god dragged into to the Darkness just before becoming a divine being was a rare scene . It would be a loss for Solomon not to see Muyoung’s pain and despair .

“Husband! Husband!”

Muyoung stood up every time he fell amidst Woohee’s shouts and charged towards Diablo . However, Muyoug’s attacks grew weaker as he lost power each time he came back . On the other hand, Diablo’s attacks became fiercer, and its flames spread like it would swallow the world whole .

“He will fall in vain, into the Darkness . ”

Solomon thought that Muyoung would be forced to acknowledge the gap between him and Diablo . The end was near, as everyone was the same regardless of their willpower . Even Kingslayer and the Death Lord could not win against the whispers . They could not overcome themselves and fell into despair . Likewise, Muyoung will also fall into the Darkness and live with failure like the others .

“I’m sorry, please let me go . ”

Woohee burst into tears . She knew how to defeat Diablo, and she had managed to reach the battlefield, but Solomon was in the way . Woohee had no way to get around this situation except to watch . The thought that she was useless to Muyoung pierced her heart .

“My husband, I was too late . I’m so sorry . ”

With a thud, Muyoung fell, and with a snap, he rose . How many times had he done this? Muyoung could not remember . He could not remember why he was fighting this hopeless battle .

‘I have to fight . ’

Muyoung only thought that he had to kill Diablo . Muyoung tried to spread his wings but found he had no strength left . He stood up using his hands and looked about his surroundings . There were mountains of burning corpses everywhere . Only death was here, as individuals died and killed each other .

‘I am the same . ’

Muyoung raised the sword only by instinct . The enemy was too strong, big, fast, and regenerated endlessly . Diablo continued to revive no matter how many times Muyoung killed him . It was that moment someone whispered to Muyoung to give up . The voice told him to rest, and he had done enough . It also told him that it was a miracle that Muyoung came this far, and another death would end him .

‘Is it true?’

Was this the end? What would be the end? Muyoung felt something was wrong – he could not remember his name . Actually, he could not remember anything . Massive pillars made of flame soared with Diablo’s scream tas he devoured this world . Muyoung raised his sword and walked forward . He had to fight to defeat Diablo . Muyoung had never known despair and failure, but one thing was certain . They did not fit Muyoung, so he went forward without resting .

The whispers that asked Muyoung to give up stopped . ‘You are something’ . The Darkness left Muyoung with that praise .

Diablo crushed Muyoung and pulverized his body . As Muyoung lay dying, his eyes met a small fairy who was staring at him .

‘Why is that fairy crying?’

Muyoung also did not know the answer to this question as the fairy continued to cry and said that she was sorry . What was she sorry about that she could not come earlier and could only watch? Come to think of it, Muyoung remembered a fairy who would cry every day . That fairy irritated and bothered him, but Muyoung felt something was missing when she was not around . She would cause accidents and would always pester him . There had been warmth that Muyoung had not felt for a long time . While fairies did not have a physical body, she had been warm .

Yes, her name had been… Muyoung’s eyes met the fairy again, and he smiled .

“Woohee . ”

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