Volume 5 Chapter 33 Heart of Belief
Dostoevsky, who became the Demon King.
A demon that once existed.
That is his true identity.
Fiend.
It refers to a higher being that far surpasses Humans, monsters, and demons.
For Dostoevsky, everything on the ground was beneath him.
But....
(What the hell... is this guy...!)
Dostoevsky is in shock.
At the sight of the monster Hero swinging his sword before him.
Hero Lawrence.
He's sometimes called the Great Hero.
Power, toughness, and all other stats surpass Humans, he's truly a monster. There's no way someone like this should be calling himself a Human on the ground.
He abandoned being a demon, and by bowing to Amou, a higher being, he obtained this monstrous power and body.
Even with that, he can't kill Lawrence.
"DON'T be ridiculous! WHY won't you DIE! HOW are you still ALIVE!?"
He's compressing the tremendous demonic energy given to him by Amou to move his body.
While countless tentacles attack at a speed that can't be followed by the eye....
"NUU! NUUN! NUUUN!"
Lawrence dodges and cuts the tentacles at times, while calmly approaching.
The moment he enters the range, a powerful blow strikes.
The slashes can be nullified by using his body as a tentacle.
But if he does that....
"Infinity Sword!"
Lawrence also unleashed an infinite number of slashes.
This secret technique seems to cut the concept of [number] and gives the opponent infinite slashes.
His attacks have already far exceeded the actions of a Human.
A mere Human is trying to surpass him, who has surpassed a demon....
"DON'T get cocky! HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMAN!"
Dostoevsky breaks down his body to a microscopic level, not wanting to be pulverized like this.
It enters the enemy's body and destroys cells from the inside.
"Gah...!"
Finally, some real damage.
No matter how much you train, you can't train your insides.
That's because he's Human.
"JUST vanish already! BREAK! CRAWL on the GROUND!"
But no matter how much it wreaks havoc inside his body, Lawrence won't fall.
He takes a deep breath... and instantly boosts his body's metabolism to the absolute limit.
The waste products are forced out as sweat.
What a monster...
"GAH! Cough!"
But it's given his body some serious damage.
And the healer on his side has finally collapsed, exhausted.
Only Lawrence is standing.
Even he is staggering, almost ready to fall.
...And yet.
"WHY... WHY are you LOOKING at me like THAT...!"
He's not even remotely despairing.
From start to finish, he's looking toward the future...
"Because Mr. Act will HELP me."
"Act... ACTTTTTTT!"
Come to think of it, Act always messed up his plans.
He's just Human too.
And yet, and yet...!
"Mr. Act will DEFINITELY create a path of HOPE. I... I'LL wait! I BELIEVE he'll come! I'LL wait, BELIEVING...!"
Even though his comrades have all fallen, and he's battered and about to die...
Lawrence believed his mentor, Act, would save him.
That's terrifying mental strength.
"ENOUGH... DIE...!"
Dostoevsky transforms his body.
He maintains a humanoid form.
His right arm transforms into a horrifying demon sword.
"[Sword of Direct Death]. Anything cut by this will receive damage that CANNOT be healed, no matter the method. UNDERSTAND? If you're CUT, you DIE!"
"I DON'T care! I... WON'T DIE!"
"SHUT up! DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Dostoevsky swings the Sword of Direct Death.
Lawrence also swings his greatsword.
But like melted butter, Lawrence's sword is easily cut.
"HAHAHAHA! DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
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