Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 2034

Baroto clenched and unclenched his fists. Each time, an unparalleled power surged within him. For someone who had always been obsessed with strength and power, it was a force that was more than satisfying.

As he entered the realm of the transcendent, his body, which he had blindly believed in, had become smaller than in the past, but the power and solidity within it had increased to an immeasurable degree.

However…

‘That must be the same for him as well.’ Baroto bit his lip slightly as he watched the figure walking towards him.

It was as if a giant blade was approaching him. Even though the man wasn’t deliberately raising his inner energy to threaten him, just looking at him made Baroto feel a chilling sensation, as if he might be cut.

The Twelve Flying Blades were all monsters.

Well, it was only natural, considering they had gathered all those who had once reached the pinnacle.

However, Baroto, who would have felt an intense competitive spirit in the past, was now feeling more despair than competitiveness.

‘How much stronger do I have to become?’ He had strived and strived his entire life. The effort he had put into martial arts was something that no one in the Assembly, or even the world, could ever underestimate.

Baroto was a man who, even if he couldn’t be proud of his own strength, was more than justified in being proud of the effort he had put in. But it was because of this that the despair and hopelessness he felt now were also justified.

First, there was Hong Wang.

To him, Hong Wang was the pinnacle of martial artists, a goal he had to surpass someday. He was so high that it felt like his neck would break just from looking up at him, but he had whipped himself on, believing that if he worked hard enough, he would be able to reach him.

Working hard, sacrificing when that wasn’t enough, and compromising when even sacrifice wasn’t enough.

But…

‘Even Hong Wang was defeated.’

Even Hong Wang, who had become incomparably stronger than the Hong Wang he had once looked up to, had been defeated. And the one who had defeated Hong Wang was not even the strongest of the Twelve Flying Blades.

Beyond that wall of despair, there were still the Black King and Kang Jin-ho.

“Ha…”

A hollow laugh escaped Baroto’s lips.

High mountains tend to ignite people’s desire to challenge them, but mountains that are too high make people unable to even think of challenging them. What if that mountain keeps getting higher?

How many people can maintain their initial will endlessly?

This was a climb that no one was watching.

A climb that was more like abuse than a grueling journey, endlessly ascending a high mountain so high that even oxygen didn’t exist. What did he have to do to maintain the drive to continue that climb endlessly?

Thud.

The man in front of him stared at Baroto with eyes as sharp as blades.

The two men’s gazes intertwined in the air.

“How disappointing.”

The first to speak was not Baroto.

“To think that such a dullard is my opponent.”

Baroto’s eyes narrowed.

Until now, the Twelve Flying Blades, despite being so strong, had shown a certain level of respect for their opponents. But the man in front of him showed no respect for him at all.

“An idiot who hasn’t even achieved an unmoving heart… At least it looks like it’ll be fun to cut.”

Swoosh.

The man slowly drew his sword from its scabbard.

A greatsword that was two inches longer and twice as thick as a normal sword. The chillingly sharpened tip of the greatsword was aimed at Baroto.

“I am called the Desolate Blade Demon. Usually, I’m just called Blade Demon.”

“Blade Demon…”

A bitter smile formed on Baroto’s lips.

What name could be more fitting to describe this man?

Not just the sword in his hand, but his entire body seemed to be made of blades. It was impossible, but just from the feeling, it seemed like this bastard had been living by chewing on sharp blades instead of eating three meals a day.

The aimed blade felt like it would slice his neck at any moment.

“Baroto. I am Baroto, descendant of the Blue Wolf.”

“Hmm.”

The Blade Demon’s eyes landed on Baroto’s body. Although it was covered by clothing, the robustness of his body could not be hidden.

“You seem quite confident in your body.”

“More than you are in your sword.”

“Then I’ll show you how futile that is. The price will be your life.”

“Try it if you can.”

Baroto growled like a beast, glaring at the Blade Demon. But the Blade Demon didn’t even blink, slightly lowering his stance.

Baroto, understanding that further conversation was meaningless, took his stance.

No.

In fact, he might have wanted to continue the conversation a little longer.

Not because he wanted to know his opponent. It would be hard to find someone so easy to understand. The reason he wanted to continue the conversation a little longer was probably to buy time for himself, who had not yet fully escaped the confusion.

But as always, the enemy had no reason to wait for him to be fully prepared.

Shaking off the distracting thoughts that wouldn’t leave his head, Baroto clenched his fist.

At that moment.

Whoosh!

With the sound of the air tearing apart, a red blade energy flew towards Baroto at an unbelievable speed.

Clang!

Before he could even react, the flying blade energy struck Baroto’s chest. With a sound like metal scraping against metal, the blade energy drew a clear red line across Baroto’s chest.

Baroto’s gaze slowly lowered. His body, which could not be pierced by anything, was burning red.

The fact that his current body had been marked meant that if it had been his body before he became a transcendent, he would have been split apart without even being able to resist.

But what surprised Baroto was not the power of the blade energy, but the speed, which made even the word ‘tremendous’ seem inadequate.

‘I couldn’t even react.’

Those who didn’t know Baroto well might mistake him for being slow just by looking at his appearance. But those who knew Baroto would know that he was by no means someone who lagged behind in the realm of speed.

And yet, Baroto hadn’t even been able to reach out his hand to the flying sword energy.

Even though it was an attack like a surprise attack, he couldn’t be sure that he could have blocked it even if it hadn’t been a surprise.

“You weren’t cut…”

The Blade Demon twisted his lips.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone who’s still intact after being hit by my sword. That body of yours is tougher than anyone I’ve ever seen in my life. I’ll admit that.”

“This bastard…”

“But that’s all it is.”

A fiery energy began to emanate from the Blade Demon’s sword.

“Any shield will eventually be pierced. It seems that your body isn’t tough enough to block my sword.”

Baroto’s face contorted.

“You’ve got a lively mouth.”

Upon hearing those words, the Blade Demon wore a devilish smile.

“You’ll see.”

At the same time, the Blade Demon’s sword began to swing fiercely. Each time the sword cut through the air, a fiery slash was released from the tip of the sword.

In an instant, dozens of sword energies flew and pierced Baroto’s body without exception.

Clang! Clang!

A noise like metal striking and scraping against metal. The sword energies that touched Baroto’s body scraped against his flesh.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

“Kuh!”

Baroto couldn’t overcome the reverse force contained in the energy and took a step back.

Red streaks, as if he had been whipped, began to appear all over his body.

The Twelve Flying Blades, witnessing Baroto’s body only being injured by the Blade Demon’s attack, were shocked, while the Assembly side was speechless at the sharpness of the slashes that so easily left marks on Baroto’s body.

A paradox.

There was a paradox here. A sword that could cut through anything and a body that could block anything.

Two martial arts that had developed in completely different directions began to clash with all their might.

“Kuh!”

Baroto stomped on the ground.

‘What kind of energy is this!’

Each time he was hit, it felt like his body was being torn apart. The only fortunate thing was that, because it was a martial art that was extremely focused on cutting, the impact itself wasn’t that great even when he was hit.

But that didn’t give Baroto any comfort.

He could endure kneeling down from the impact. But he could not accept being defeated by being cut.

Because that would negate everything Baroto had done so far.

Crack!

At that moment, a flying sword energy pierced Baroto’s side.

Swoosh!

The sword energy, which had been struggling to pierce his body, suddenly tore through his skin. Drops of blood dripped from his cut side.

“Hmm.”

The Blade Demon shook his head at the sight.

“It’s absurd. Even a Shaolin monk who has specialized in external martial arts wouldn’t be able to take my sword with their bare body. Has he reached the pinnacle of external martial arts?”

Baroto’s face hardened coldly.

His calm tone, which hadn’t lost its composure, didn’t sit well with him. Beyond his reason, which had become incomparably calm after crossing the wall, blood began to rush to his head.

“You seem quite relaxed.”

Baroto’s eyes began to turn red. At the same time, his massive body began to be stained with blood, like a demon from hell.

“I’ll make that smug mouth of yours scream.”

Bang!

Baroto kicked off the ground and flew towards the Blade Demon.

A terrifying speed that was hard to follow with the eyes. It was as if his massive body was proving that speed ultimately came from power.

“Huh?”

The Blade Demon, who had swallowed a gasp, reflexively swung his sword down. The energy that emanated from the tip of his sword blazed and flew towards Baroto.

Clang!

But even though the energy that had struck him was twice as powerful as before, the slash failed to tear through Baroto’s body. The energy that collided with his blood-stained body shattered and scattered.

‘What?’

The Blade Demon’s eyes widened.

“You bastard!”

Baroto’s massive arm, which had closed the distance in an instant, fell towards the Blade Demon’s head.

Wham!

Before the Blade Demon could dodge, the fist that slammed into the ground shattered the reinforced concrete, which was as hard as anything, like tofu.

As if he had expected him to dodge, Baroto, who had chased after the Blade Demon, slammed his fist down again.

Wham!

Wham!

The ground, which had been hit by the successive punches, shattered into pieces and flew into the air as if it had been made of glass.

“You!”

Whoosh!

The Blade Demon’s sword, which had been retreating, emitted a beam of light. A powerful sword energy struck Baroto’s body. But Baroto, ignoring defense, rushed at the Blade Demon and swung his arms.

The Blade Demon reflexively raised his sword, and Baroto’s arm struck the Blade Demon, sword and all, sending him flying.

Wham!

The Blade Demon’s body was sent flying like a missile.

Boom!

A large hole was punched through the wall, which was made of the same material as the floor. Baroto, who had sent a person flying and embedded them in the wall, stopped in his place and slowly raised his arm.

Trickle.

Blood was dripping from his long, torn arm.

“Hmph.”

Baroto grimaced and glared at the black hole where the Blade Demon had been embedded.

“You…”

From there, the Blade Demon, with a face like a vengeful spirit, was walking out, exuding a terrifying aura.

“You’d better not think about dying peacefully.”

“That’s what I want to say, you rat!”

The two men’s murderous intent was staining the space black.