The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 332

The scene was like something from a nightmare. Thousands of Orcs stopped, unsure about attacking. Three humans walked towards them. The air was thick with tension as they stared at each other. Then, Kalot pulled out his huge sword and yelled, “Hiss! There are only three of them! Kill them!” Finally, the Orcs understood.

Even though the enemy had easily broken through the gate, the Orcs thought three humans could not beat so many of them. The Orcs took deep, angry breaths. When Roman Dmitry walked through the gate, they lifted their weapons and charged together.

“Hiss, attack!”

“Hiss, kill!”

It was an amazing sight, like a wave of green skin and sharp metal. Orcs rushed forward, everywhere you looked.

Chris and Kevin pulled out their swords behind him. Roman Dmitry ran straight at the Orcs. A flash of movement.

“Kuek.”

“Keok.”

The Orcs at the front suddenly spat out blood. They didn’t even see Roman Dmitry move before they fell, burning with pain. But the Orcs didn’t care. They ran over their friends, who were still alive on the ground, and rushed at Roman Dmitry with glowing red energy around their weapons.

Clang! Rumble! This was the Orc warriors’ special attack. They swung their weapons, full of killing power. Roman Dmitry faced them directly, not even moving back. Crack! The Orc warrior’s eyes opened wide in shock. Roman Dmitry’s sword, glowing with energy, broke his sword right away. The Orc stumbled back as his chest was cut open. That was the last thing he ever saw. Roman Dmitry moved forward fast and smashed his head. The Orcs behind him tried to attack, but their arms and legs were cut off before they could even fight back.

Blood sprayed everywhere. Roman Dmitry cut through the Orcs like they were nothing. Orcs attacked from all sides, but he moved so fast and skillfully that no one could hit him. Whoosh! Rumble! An axe swung past his head from behind. He just moved his head to miss it, then stabbed his sword up into the Orc’s chin. At the same time, weapons came at his chest and legs. He stepped hard on the weapon aimed at his leg, used it to jump high in the air, and smashed another Orc’s head. It was like he was not even human. Roman Dmitry was amazing in this crazy fight. He used the Heavenly Demon’s Advent Step. He took one step forward. Facing the Orcs who kept coming, Roman Dmitry burst with energy.

‘First Form of the Heavenly Demon Sword Art, Mid-Stage.’

CLANG! RUMBLE! Suddenly, the enemies were gone. In a moment, the area was empty, like he had blown them all away. It was an incredible show of strength.

While Roman Dmitry completely beat the Orcs, Chris and Kevin, right behind him, also fought with amazing power. This attack was not what Kayden expected. He thought Roman Dmitry was just going to slow them down. But Roman Dmitry had given Chris and Kevin a different order:

“Saving the prisoners doesn’t mean we are safe. Don’t wait for our friends to help. Our main job is to kill every enemy we see.”

It was a very dangerous order. Chris and Kevin knew they could die, but they agreed right away. They followed Roman Dmitry and started killing like crazy. Chris attacked quickly, making a path as Orc blood flew everywhere. Kevin jumped right into the middle of the Orcs, killing anyone near him.

It was a bloodbath. Kill, kill, and kill again. On the path Roman Dmitry made. Chris and Kevin tightened their jaws, determined to keep up with him. Crack! Kevin smashed an Orc’s head. Blood splashed onto his face. Kevin showed his sharp teeth, his face covered in blood.

“I will kill every last one of you!”

He went completely wild. At the gates of Luna, these three men started their own war.

At the same time, Dmitry’s soldiers started their part of the plan. They went into the secret passage. Inside, the floor was icy and they had to climb up, which was very hard to do. Even Kayden, who knew Luna well, found it difficult. But Dmitry’s soldiers moved fast through the passage, like they were climbing with special grips on their hands. They were even going against the strong snow storm outside. Kayden thought Dmitry’s soldiers must have learned some special skill.

He was right. Before they went on the trip to Arcadia, Roman Dmitry had taught his soldiers something called the ‘Technique of the Northern Ice Palace’.

“From now on, I will teach you about Seolcheon, which means Snowy Heaven.”

Seolcheon. It’s like the sky where snow always falls. It was a fighting style made by people from the Northern Ice Palace to live in the very cold place. But it wasn’t just one skill. There was Seolcheon Sword Technique, Seolcheon Footwork, Seolcheon Dagger Technique, Seolcheon Lightness Skill, and more. They made many ways to use the secrets of Seolcheon. Roman Dmitry taught them the basics of these skills. In just one week, the soldiers learned to create a little bit of Seolcheon energy inside their bodies.

Because of this, they could handle the cold better. They weren’t as immune to the cold as Roman Dmitry, but the Seolcheon energy flowed through them, stopping the cold from getting deep inside. If normal people would freeze to death in Arcadia, Dmitry’s soldiers only felt a cold like winter, nothing worse. It was the same now, as they faced the snow storm and walked on the ice. They used the Seolcheon methods.

This was different from how people in Luna did things. The Luna Kingdom made ways to live easily in peace, without fighting. But the Northern Ice Palace had to find ways to survive in danger for thousands of years. Their hard work made the extreme cold their special weapon. Even though they were almost destroyed by Chunma Baek Joong-hyuk, if that powerful monster had not been born, they would still be strong today. Kayden bit his lip in frustration. He was trying his best to keep up, but Dmitry’s soldiers were too fast and were already ahead. Just then, they went into the ice warehouse.

As soon as they saw the Orcs guarding the area, Kayden saw something amazing. Crack! Thud! One Orc’s head was twisted around. Another Orc had his mouth covered, and his throat was cut open. It all happened in a blink. Dmitry’s soldiers didn’t even seem to signal to each other. They quickly and silently took care of the guards, like they could read each other’s minds. Kayden didn’t know it was a skill called Jeoneum, like ‘Soundless Talk’. Kayden was already surprised he couldn’t keep up with them, but he was even more amazed by how fast and smoothly they moved. He thought to himself, *‘Is this the real power of Dmitry’s army?’*

At first, I thought there were only thirty soldiers.

But soon, I realized how truly powerful these thirty soldiers were.

Roman Dmitry had chosen only the best warriors.

When Roman Dmitry talked with Luna, he made one thing clear: he would not lose Dmitry’s soldiers.

But this battle was still very important to him. He was taking it very seriously.

The further they moved inside, the more orcs they found.

At first, there were two or three, then a dozen, and then hundreds, but they died instantly when they met Dmitry’s soldiers.

Ares, Fred, Logan.

It wasn’t just the soldiers I knew, like Ares, Fred, and Logan, who fought well.

They all showed amazing fighting skills. Even the soldiers I didn’t know easily defeated many orcs.

Only then did I understand who Luna was working with.

“God, you have not abandoned Luna.”

Maybe.

I started to think this crazy plan might actually work.

Only three humans.

Kalot, the orc leader, had laughed when he heard it was just three. “Humans are weak,” he’d grunted. He thought this would be a quick fight. But now, his green eyes widened in horror. What he saw was impossible.

“Kueeeck!” an orc shrieked, dropping his crude axe.

“Squeak! Monster! Monsters!” another screamed, scrambling backwards.

Chaos exploded among the orc ranks. They had charged into battle moments ago, roaring with confidence. Now, their faces were twisted with pure terror. It was a massacre. A one-sided slaughter they could not understand.

Arcadia had never seen anything like this before.

Arcadia was a world where peace was normal, so many races, including humans, didn’t care about becoming stronger.

If so.

The difference at birth was huge.

Orcs and snowmen were born with strong bodies, giving them great power over other races.

Kalot thought humans were weak.

He knew Leo, the Royal Knights Commander, was a good fighter. But he thought most humans were weak and needed Isabel’s magic to fight.

That’s why he trusted Graxar’s plan.

The orcs planned to take over Arcadia and eat the other races. They thought it would be easy because they were strong and there were many of them.

But.

The humans beyond the endless mountain range were different.

Roman Dmitry was so strong that the orcs’ bodies piled up like mountains.

It was then.

“Squeak, we’re in big trouble! Enemies have appeared in the back as well!”

Kalot’s face twisted.

He didn’t know how enemies got behind them. If this kept happening, the prisoners might escape and join the fight against them.

His head was spinning.

Kalot wasn’t very smart, but luckily, he had Graxar’s instructions for any situation.

Graxar.

Left behind 10,000 troops.

Graxar was careful because of Roman Dmitry. He left 10,000 soldiers behind just in case. And if that wasn’t enough, he told them to use ‘him’.

“Squeak, I’m sorry.”

*Crack*!

He smashed the head of the orc who told him the news.

Then, he killed more orcs around him and piled the steaming bodies in one place.

“Squeak. Shaman! Do the ritual.”

Orc shamans were very rare. Only one in every hundred thousand orcs was born a shaman. They could use magic from birth. They used the power of nature.

Kalot ordered, and the orc shaman stepped forward.

He smeared the blood from the bodies all over his face and muttered in a language no one could understand.

Soon.

“Squeak, berserker.”

To change things.

He used magic that was not allowed.

Red energy spread from the shaman.

It went everywhere, and the orcs who absorbed the energy showed sharp teeth as their eyes turned blood red.

“Grrrr.”

“Kraaah!”

Berserker.

This magic made living things stronger by making them crazy. It didn’t take away their life, but gave them madness.

With the berserker’s power, the orcs became more than twice as strong.

They became much stronger and seemed to feel no pain. They attacked wildly. This was even scarier than just their strength.

Just like now.

*Splurt*.

Blood splattered.

An orc’s arm was blown off, but instead of screaming, it pushed its face forward and tried to bite Roman Dmitry’s body.

The attack failed.

Roman Dmitry blew off the orc’s head as well, but the body, with only its body remaining, remembered its previous orders and pounced on Roman Dmitry.

There were over thousands of such orcs.

Berserker magic was only used when they really had to. It could make orcs die much younger. But Kalot knew they had no choice now.

Roman Dmitry.

He had no confidence in being able to handle him.

In all his life, Kalot had only seen one being with power like this: Graxar.

Red energy overflowed.

The orcs, filled with madness, rushed in.

“Kraaah!”

*Snikt*.

Chris was calm.

He cut off the orcs’ legs so they couldn’t move if they didn’t feel pain, and crushed their faces as they fell to the floor and writhed.

He didn’t seem bothered at all.

Orcs were attacking from everywhere, trying to kill him. But Chris stayed calm and fought them one by one.

On the other hand.

Kevin was in a fight.

His face was covered in blood.

He cut, cut, and cut again at the enemies, and bit off the ear of the orc who was hugging him.

*Crunch*.

“Ptooey.”

He spat out the flesh.

The disgusting smell of blood filled his nose, but Kevin was even crazier than the orcs.

Even with everything happening, Kalot was still not worried.

He knew these humans were stronger than he expected. But he thought they would get tired soon.

This is a battle of numbers.

Berserker magic gives orcs endless energy. Three humans can’t fight against that.

But.

As time went on, something felt strange.

Slowly, Roman Dmitry was getting closer.

Even though thousands of orcs attacked and died, he kept getting closer.

It didn’t make sense. This couldn’t be happening.

Kalot thought humans were weak. They took twenty years to even become adults! But what he was seeing now was not normal for Arcadia.

He stepped back without thinking.

His face showed he was terrified. He yelled at the shaman.

“Squeak, Shaman! With stronger magic…….”

Suddenly, *thud*!

Blood flew everywhere.

The shaman’s head exploded.

Kalot looked and saw someone huge in front of him. Roman Dmitry. He was right in front of Kalot, closer than he thought.