Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1174

“Oooooooooh!”Wiggins frowned slightly as he watched Batoru roar.

“I told him to be a little quieter.”

Well, what could Batoru even see right now?

Basically, Batoru was the type to go berserk like a mad warrior once a battle started. With his magic power boosted to the max, there was no way he could make rational judgments.

‘If I hadn’t cast Silence, it would have been a disaster.’

Completely blocking out the sound in this wide area was impossible even for Wiggins. But weakening the sound was not that difficult.

Whether it’s the concept of magic or the concept of reality, there’s always a huge difference between complete and incomplete that can’t be measured numerically.

Reducing the escaping sound by half wasn’t too difficult. The rest would be taken care of by others.

“Evacuation is complete.”

Wiggins slightly turned his head. Lee Hyun-soo, who had somehow climbed onto the warehouse, was approaching from behind him.

“Why did you come up here?”

“If a weakling like me is down there, I’ll die from a stray blade. I decided to stay in the safest place possible.”

“Tsk, tsk.”

He turned around with a look of disdain, but Lee Hyun-soo looked as confident as ever, without a hint of shame. For a martial artist, being weak is shameful, but that concept didn’t apply to Lee Hyun-soo.

“You look flustered.”

“…I’m the one who’s flustered.”

Wiggins clicked his tongue as he looked at the battlefield.

Batoru is strong.

Who doesn’t know that?

But Batoru on the battlefield displayed even more power.

In a small-scale battle, Batoru could handle three or four times the number of people as Bang Jin-hoon. But on the battlefield, Batoru’s power was incomparable to Bang Jin-hoon’s.

Those who don’t have the skill to leave a scratch on Batoru’s body can’t face him even if they come back from the dead.

It’s like trying to stop a charging tank with bare hands.

At least a tank is affected by the terrain, and there’s a one in a thousand chance that a body might get caught in the tracks if it clumsily runs over someone, but Batoru doesn’t even experience that.

He was a disaster in himself.

And that Batoru was charging in with his disciples, who had mastered both external and magical powers.

There was no way to stop them.

Even knight orders, who specialize in cavalry battles and line attacks, wouldn’t even dream of doing such a thing. Even knights who are fully covered in plate mail and reinforce their armor with mana would be skewered in an instant if surrounded by that many enemies.

But Batoru easily surpasses the knights’ defense even with his bare body.

‘The more I see him, the more he seems like a monster.’

Even though the enemy was being helplessly defeated, he didn’t feel like blaming the commander. Conversely, even if Wiggins were commanding them, he wouldn’t be able to find a way to deal with Batoru if he faced him for the first time.

“Isn’t the commander going in too deep?”

“Hmm.”

Wiggins stroked his beard.

“It’s a bit old-fashioned, but it’s still a great command. A commander isn’t someone who moves the army. He’s someone who creates victory. Is there a better tactic than this right now?”

“…Probably not.”

“That’s right.”

Wiggins, who had been watching Batoru rampage, took another step forward.

“If I just keep watching, I’ll get a scolding. I need to earn my keep. Vincent!”

“I’ve been waiting, Knight!”

“…Call me Isa.”

“Ah, I apologize. I was just reminiscing.”

“I’m reminiscing too, but you need to remember your current position. And so do you.”

“Of course.”

Vincent placed his sword-wielding hand on his chest.

The armor made a crisp sound with his precise movement. Wiggins smiled without realizing it at the sound.

“What Batoru is showing us is actually our specialty.”

“It’s embarrassing to say that after seeing that… but I don’t want to be second to anyone in terms of breakthrough power.”

“Will you show me?”

“…Like that?”

Vincent glanced at Batoru and shrugged.

“I’m a realist.”

Wiggins chuckled wryly.

“Where would you break through?”

“When one side is pushed in, the other side tends to bulge out, but in a situation like this, they’ll be pushed to the left and right. I would break through the flanks.”

“Lead the Chevaliers [French for ‘Knights’]. Quickly and accurately. But there must be no sacrifices.”

“I swear on this sword!”

“Go!”

Vincent jumped down without another word. At the same time, Mathieu and the Chevaliers, who had been waiting, jumped down one after another, following Vincent.

Vincent landed on the ground and ran towards the enemy’s flank, making a detour. Naturally, the Chevaliers followed behind him.

It didn’t seem like any orders were given, but the formation was formed as they moved.

“Whew.”

Lee Hyun-soo couldn’t help but sigh at the sight.

It’s often said that Westerners are free-spirited and Easterners are bound by discipline, but after seeing that scene, no one would ever say that again.

Even without specific instructions, they moved at high speed and formed a perfect formation. It was clear how much rigorous training the Chevaliers had undergone.

“A solo charge?”

“Is it a little dangerous?”

“That…”

Normally, it might be.

But if those who are retreating from Batoru are met by those who are stabbing them from behind, they will probably fight with the ferocity of meeting their mortal enemy.

They would instinctively understand that being attacked together would mean death.

“Then I’ll help a little. Prepare to cast!”

“Yes!”

The magic unit that had been waiting ran forward and stood at the edge of the building.

“Binding! Target the right end! Time it right!”

The mages began casting simultaneously without answering. They didn’t have the skill to finish casting in an instant like Wiggins and use it in a real battle, but they had the skill to complete basic magic.

And even that basic magic, if used appropriately at the right time, could exert power comparable to high-level magic.

Just like now.

“Ready!”

Wiggins’s hands glowed.

“Bind them!”

“Binding!”

The mages stretched out their hands and released their magic power. At the same time, tree roots sprouted from under the feet of those who were trying to resist after discovering the Chevaliers, and tightly wrapped around their feet.

“Charge!”

Vincent didn’t miss the opportunity and charged. Those with their legs bound couldn’t resist properly. Basically, Eastern martial arts can’t exert even half of their power without proper footwork.

If they were to engage in a brawl with their feet planted on the ground, they wouldn’t be able to beat a Western martial artist of the same skill level. It’s like an outboxer being cornered and brawling with an infighter.

And even more so, the Chevaliers were the best of the best chosen from France. The fate of those who were forced to face an infighter who was two weight classes higher was all too obvious.

Swoosh!

Vincent’s sword cut the martial artist in front of him in half.

The upper body, split in two, floated into the air before falling to the ground.

Blood spurted everywhere, but Vincent charged forward without batting an eye.

‘Come to think of it, it’s a long-lasting relationship.’

When he first infiltrated Korea to target Kang Jin-ho, he also encountered Japanese guys. Perhaps Vincent had received a favor from the Japanese.

If the Japanese martial artists hadn’t targeted Kang Jin-ho back then, it might have been the Chevaliers who were killed by Kang Jin-ho, not the Japanese.

But since they met as enemies, there was no mercy to be shown to them. That’s what the battlefield is like.

Mathieu followed beside him, guarding the right side. And the Chevaliers followed in a wedge formation.

Unlike Batoru’s group, who were running wild with their individual strengths, the Chevaliers were moving in a thoroughly trained formation and pushing forward calmly.

Boiling flames and cold ice ravaged the enemy lines at the same time.

Lee Hyun-soo shuddered as he watched the scene.

“Don’t just stand there blankly! Prepare for the second casting!”

“Yes!”

“Lee Hyun-soo!”

“Yes, Master.”

“Command.”

“What about you, Master?”

“I have to prepare something more interesting.”

“Yes!”

Wiggins didn’t give any further instructions. Detailed instructions were meaningless to Lee Hyun-soo. In some areas, Lee Hyun-soo even surpassed Wiggins. He might lack experience on the battlefield, but he could handle this level of command without falling behind Wiggins.

Then what about Wiggins?

Wiggins’s face twisted slightly.

‘I can’t suppress my urges when I see something like this.’

Nearly two thousand people were gathered in one place. Those who should have spread out were gradually being pushed inward by the momentum of Batoru and the Chevaliers.

When Wiggins saw the enemies gathered like that, he couldn’t help but feel an itch.

‘I’m not human either.’

Unlike what others thought of him, Wiggins was very aware of his own dark side. Wasn’t that why Batoru was most wary of him in the beginning?

After understanding that Wiggins’s dark side wasn’t being displayed against Kang Jin-ho, Batoru stopped being wary of him.

Wiggins carefully cast a spell.

In the past, he couldn’t do anything while casting, but thanks to the Yangui Sim Gong [a type of internal energy cultivation technique], which he had recently mastered to some extent, he was able to calmly watch the battlefield even while casting.

“Binding!”

The mages released their magic power with light.

“You bastards!”

“What the hell is this!”

“Aaaah!”

Those who couldn’t find a way to deal with the unfamiliar magic were literally cut down by the Chevaliers.

Just as Lee Hyun-soo was about to prepare for the second casting, Wiggins raised both hands.

“Hold!”

Lee Hyun-soo urgently pulled back the mages.

Wiggins stared at the battlefield with sunken eyes, then curled up the corners of his mouth.

“Don’t blame me. It’s your own fault!”

Wiggins’s hand pointed to the ground. At the same time, an enormous amount of mana swirled from Wiggins’s body.

“Burn!”

The mana that shot out from his fingertips fell in the middle of the Japanese camp.

Then…

Whoosh!

A huge flame erupted in an instant, engulfing the surroundings.

The dark harbor became as bright as day. A house-sized flame soared up, then slowly spread to the left and right.

“Aaaah!”

“Save me!”

“The sea! Jump into the sea! The sea!”

Those who were swallowed by the flames screamed as they jumped into the sea with flames covering their bodies. But those who couldn’t jump into the sea rolled on the ground and screamed before slowly dying.

A hellscape.

Flesh was cut, bones were broken, and flames rose.

As if there was no such thing as a peaceful war in the world, the General Assembly was punishing those who had invaded their land with every means available.

“Not a single one!”

Batoru roared again.

“I won’t let a single one of them live!”

“Oooooooooh!”

As they watched the General Assembly’s martial artists, who were rushing in with madness in their eyes, the Japanese samurai gradually became terrified.