The Duke’s Madness - Chapter 132
The Duke’s Madness chapter 132
The moment the meteorite approached, Arthur thought.
‘If I do well, I might die.’
That feeling was not an illusion.
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No matter how much troll and vampire lineage you have, the moment you hit a stone like that, you will disappear without a trace.
‘I can’t die here, is there any way?’
There was so much to do.
There were many promises to keep.
So Arthur pondered, and soon came up with an answer without difficulty.
‘Vampire Lord. What if I use the power of this lineage?’
With the power of this lineage, Yenika turned her body into blood.
Since the Vampire Lord is a higher lineage than Jenika’s lineage, she should be able to do the job without difficulty.
‘Avoid that falling meteorite, and once it turns into blood, I think I’ll be able to live?’
Arthur, who was worried, flashed his eyes.
For now, this seemed like the best option.
As soon as the decision was made, the lineage of the vampire lord that had been dormant within the body was awakened.
At that moment, Arthur’s body turned to blood.
… … bang-!
At the same time, a meteorite fell and swallowed everything.
In the harsh dawn that seemed like the end of the world, Arthur felt his consciousness fly away.
‘ah… I shouldn’t faint now.’
But I couldn’t help it.
The mental cord, once severed, was not easily reconnected.
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Now that I have passed out and woke up again.
Arthur narrowed his eyes.
Arthur exclaimed and opened his mouth in the empty white space.
Instead of the underground city that had been lined with gray buildings just a moment ago, everything was white.
‘Has the world changed while I passed out?’
Then a strange laugh was heard.
When I turned my head, there was a white beard that had turned into a demon.
But something was strange.
He stuck out his tongue and gave off a grotesque laugh with a grotesque expression on his face.
Arthur narrowed his eyes and murmured.
“… what? Mr. Whitebeard, did you go crazy in that short period of time?’
He was a strange person, but it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that looking at him now, he went crazy.
Arthur thought about it for a while, but shrugged his shoulders.
“hmm… I don’t know what it is, but it’s not bad, right?”
The body, which had been turned into blood to avoid the meteorite, moved normally.
In addition, the white beard to be killed was right in front of the nose.
‘This is enough for me now.’
After finishing his thoughts, Arthur pulled out the magic sword wrapped around his waist.
The bright red blade, everything left a stain on the pure white space.
Arthur raised a corner of his mouth in it and opened his mouth.
“Mr. Whitebeard. This time, we will make a decision.”
* * *
Whitebeard burst into laughter.
[Kki-look!, Kki-look!, Kki-look!, Kki-look!]
The white beard opened its mouth with a laugh that seemed to have gone mad somewhere.
At that moment, watery saliva dripped down his beard.
Arthur, who was watching, let out a sigh.
“Oops… Has your jaw joint weakened because of your age?”
At that moment, the saliva that had fallen from Whitebeard’s mouth suddenly shot out.
Surprised, Arthur raised his magic sword and struck the spit.
However, it only knocked it off, but it couldn’t stop the demonic sword from melting.
[…] … !]
As if the demonic sword was writhing in pain, it trembled.
Arthur opened his mouth and murmured.
“… oh my god. Saliva is acidic?’
In the meantime, Whitebeard jumped towards us.
The egg white had returned, and it seemed that the taste had gone for a long time.
Arthur clenched his tongue and lightly jumped up.
Whitebeard, who narrowly missed Arthur, screamed.
The scream soon became a low frequency and burst Arthur’s eardrums.
Arthur groaned and fell back to the floor.
Whitebeard did not miss that gap.
With a ghastly laugh, a white beard climbed on top of Arthur and stuck out his tongue.
Arthur, who shuddered, hurriedly aimed at the Beast.
Whitebeard’s head snapped at the sound of gunfire.
In the meantime, Arthur, who rolled out of the body, smacked his lips.
“… Beast’s bullets went in properly, but there are no wounds?”
The reason soon became apparent.
The black hair that covered his entire body was covering even his face.
Arthur was reminded of that strange appearance somewhere.
‘He looks just like the devil in the mural before he came here.’
A fallen angel, a transformed monster.
After thinking for a while, Arthur raised his magic sword.
‘It doesn’t look good because it dragged on for a long time.’
At that moment, along with the soaring sword skill, the beast’s bullets were also replaced.
He awakened Julie’s lineage and the lineage of the Vampire Lord and fed them to the magic sword.
[…] … !]
As if waiting, the magic sword stabs! It rang.
With that vibration, the blade that had just melted rose up anew.
Arthur nodded and spoke to the white beard.
“Mr. Whitebeard. Shall we go again?”
At these words, Whitebeard, who had been watching Arthur, laughed.
With that laugh, Whitebeard and Arthur clashed again.
Whitebeard’s magic and Arthur’s sword skills collided.
At the same time, embers exploded and colored the white space.
Inside, the white beard tilted its head.
As if questioning Arthur’s sword skills, which had changed from just a moment ago, the white beard blinked.
However, Whitebeard, who burst into laughter, opened his magic.
The magic pouring out of the air had no name or identity.
But Arthur knew instinctively.
‘Even just brushing it will kill you.’
Arthur evaded the spells step by step with movements close to stunts, then opened his eyes wide.
At that moment, the flying body approached the white beard standing far away.
Beast’s black bullet hit the bridge of Whitebeard’s nose.
The screaming whitebeard swung his arms wildly.
However, Arthur was not the one to be hit by such a blinding attack.
Arthur, lightly dodging the struggle, cut off Whitebeard’s lower body with a sword wrapped in swords.
The feeling of having been cut was definitely transmitted to the fingertips.
‘Did he knock it down?’
I turned my head with a little hope.
I saw a smiling white beard.
At that moment, something new was born from the cross section of his lower body.
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New thighs and legs.
“… … .”
Arthur was silent for a moment and scratched his head.
“It’s a real monster, Mr. Whitebeard.”
Whitebeard laughed at Arthur’s words.
* * *
Sword and magic collide.
In it, Arthur thought.
‘Am I stronger than I am in the future?’
I shook my head at the question posed.
Decades later, when he was a madman who went crazy thanks to his Bavarian blood.
At that time, he was not as strong as he is now.
‘The present me is stronger than the future me.’
But even when he reached that level, he couldn’t overwhelm the white beard.
The white beard bursting out with a grotesque laugh was the devil itself.
The sound of laughter that erupted from that bright red snout crossed the eardrum and shook the brain, and the magic that erupted was unexpected.
Thanks to that, my whole body was torn 4 times.
If it had not been for the troll lineage and the vampire lineage, she would have been injured even if she died a long time ago.
However, even with such an injury, Whitebeard was unable to inflict a single significant wound.
‘If Mr. Whitebeard had only dealt with magic, at least he would have had a chance.’
Surprisingly, the white beard’s tail and body were able to block even for an instant the black magic that had been added to the lineage of vampires and Julie.
‘How is this possible?’
The reason why swordsmanship is called the season of swordsmen is because it cuts through anything.
However, the body of the white beard was blocking the black energy that could cut anything.
‘Is it because Mr. Whitebeard became a devil instead of being of this world?’
This is the only answer that comes to mind right now.
Because he is not of this world, he can block sword energy.
Otherwise, the current situation wouldn’t make sense.
Then, a sudden burst of light covered the world.
Kwak Kwa Kwam-!
At the same time, the magic that surged from both hands of the white beard stole the light of the sword.
At that incident, Arthur opened his mouth.
‘Ian who became a monster wasn’t even like this?’
Feeling impatient, Arthur raised the beast to create a variable.
However, the magic fired from Whitebeard’s hand once again cut off his left hand this time.
At the same time, Whitebeard howled along with the falling Beast.
With the triumphant cheers, the monsters stormed again.
Arthur hurriedly left his seat, but in the air battle, the white beard was on top.
Arthur, who was caught by the neck, was thrown to the floor.
“… … !”
My spine was crushed, and the terrible pain paralyzed my brain.
Arthur coughed up blood and quickly rolled over.
The tail of the white beard rushed to the spot where he had been lying down a while ago.
At that blow, like a sharp spear, Arthur’s throat shook.
‘If I continue like this, I’m afraid I’ll get beaten by Mr. Whitebeard again. Is there any way?’
A breakthrough was needed.
Whether it’s Whitebeard’s magic or something new to pierce that hard body,
A new breakthrough and weapon to overcome the current situation.
But nothing came to mind clearly.
The left hand was cut off, and the Beast disappeared.
The swordsmanship was losing its light, and the bloodlines were not able to show much strength in front of that power.
‘I bought a thousand years for no reason… Is this not a warlock?’
It was when Arthur softly bit his lip along with the thought.
An unknown voice penetrated my head.
[Arthur, this place is not real.]
‘… … !’
Surprised, Arthur turned his head.
But there was nothing in the white space.
‘… … Then what is this voice?’
At that moment, an unidentified voice rang out once more.
[This is your inner world. It is a place where everything you can imagine becomes reality.]
Arthur’s mouth, which had been opened, slowly closed.
In the meantime, the voice in my head advised me once again.
[Think carefully and think about it. What do you need right now.]
At the same time, Whitebeard jumped in again.
The unknown spear in his hand was flickering menacingly.
Arthur, who had been lost, regained his senses and his eyes flashed.
‘This is my inner world?’
And can you achieve what you want?
After thinking for a moment, Arthur raised an eyebrow.
If this is true, there is only one answer.
‘The speed to chase that demon… .’
A weapon to kill that demon.
‘All you need is that.’
At that moment, a miracle unfolded.
In that miracle, a harsh light burst from Arthur’s body.
[…] … !]
As the startled white beard receded, something rose from Arthur’s back.
Two pure white wings.
It was pure white wings reminiscent of angels.
* * *
The white wings that sprouted from behind flapped.
At the same time, Arthur looked at the falling pure white feathers and murmured.
‘… oh my god. A real imagination has become a reality, right?’
When I thought of the speed to chase the devil, wings came into being.
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Not only that, but the magic sword contained an unknown light.
Arthur realized that the light was a weapon that could instinctively kill Whitebeard.
Because of that, I tilted my head.
‘… What is the identity of the voice from earlier?’
Aside from what I’ve heard, how do I know that this is my inner world and that imagination becomes reality?
As Arthur unknowingly fell into trouble, Whitebeard screamed.
At that cry, Arthur turned his head.
A white beard was visible.
The corner of Arthur’s mouth went up slightly at the appearance of being embarrassed for the first time since coming here.
‘I don’t know what it is… One thing is certain.’
That I got wings and a weapon to kill that demon.
Arthur nodded and raised his magic sword.
“Devils and angels. Isn’t that a great showdown, Mr. Whitebeard?”
Whitebeard howled at Arthur’s question.
Whitebeard jumped in with a scream close to noise.
Arthur jumped in without backing down.
The sword wrapped in light collided with the tail wrapped in darkness, sparks flew.
Arthur, who rotated his body once inside it, aimed at Whitebeard’s neck.
‘I’m on top of the hand-to-hand combat.’
Rays of light poured from the eyes of the white beard who watched the blow.
Surprised, Arthur changed the path of the sword.
The magic sword struck by the light flashed for a moment, but it faded.
Arthur bit his lip and murmured.
‘I have to kill them before the light disappears.’
Arthur, who jumped up and kicked off Whitebeard’s chest, rushed once more.
In accordance with his will, his pure white wings flapped.
Whitebeard, who had been watching the scene, did not stay still.
The white beard, who let out a scream, wrapped magic around both hands.
As expected, it was a foreign magic that could not be explained in words.
Arthur pondered for a moment, then jumped toward the magic.
The magic shot out tore Arthur’s wings apart.
Arthur did not stop the outstretched sword even though he felt the pain as if his shoulder was being shattered.
For the first time, the demonic sword stabbed into Whitebeard’s chest.
At the same time, the light surrounding the magic sword exploded.
At the same time, his armor-like skin began to melt.
But still one step was missing.
Arthur rotated the ring in his chest.
Arthur, who developed his sword spirit, finally pierced Whitebeard’s chest.
The white beard, which vomited blood, flashed in its eyes.
At that moment, the tail that even blocked the sword rushed into Arthur’s neck.
Arthur, who did not know that he would have enough energy left, raised his eyes.
Conversely, the corners of the mouth of the white beard drew an arc.
Then Arthur murmured.
“You know what, Mr. Whitebeard?”
“Your disciple, Mr. Frakil’s ability.”
This time, the corners of Arthur’s mouth drew an arc.
“That ability, you haven’t used it yet?”
With these words, Arthur’s skin was covered with the reptile’s carapace.
At the same time, the tail shot out and pierced Arthur’s neck.
Blood gushed out of Arthur’s throat.
However, only blood gushed out, and no fatal injuries were sustained.
It was thanks to Frakil’s lineage ability that an error was created in the perfectly calculated blow.
The moment Whitebeard’s eyes widened at that sight, Arthur’s magic sword moved.
My heart stopped beating with the sound of something being cut.
It was the wizard’s heart that had been beating without stopping for a thousand years.
Whitebeard collapsed on the spot.
Arthur, who was watching the scene, murmured.
“Are you awake, Mr. Whitebeard?”
At Arthur’s words, Whitebeard turned his head.
“… … .”
I saw a hole in my chest.
I could feel my heart not beating anymore.
Whitebeard muttered, his chin shaking.
“I… Are you dead?”
“Then he died.”
With these words, tears flowed from Whitebeard’s eyes.
“Everyone dies, Mr. Whitebeard. Even if it’s a black magician who has lived for a thousand years.”