Elqueeness [EN]: Chapter 410

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“More importantly, we need to heal Ellyuen. Leaving him like this is dangerous.”

“Ah, right, that’s true. We need to heal him.”

Kanos nodded immediately and strode towards them. He knelt down on one knee and carefully examined Ellyuen, his gaze so serious that Lusef held his breath again. In fact, he had decided not to believe Kanos. He thought it was more realistic that Kanos had broken the clock to help awaken the Evil God than to save someone specific. But now, he was starting to think they might actually be close. Realizing this made him feel strange. Kanos having a friend? It felt like something that could never happen in this world. Kanos, having finished his examination, looked up. The serious expression on his face made everyone watching tense up.

“Hmm, this is serious.”

“Is his condition that bad?”

“A blood-soaked beauty. I might awaken to a dangerous taste.”

“……”

“Nyahaha, just kidding.”

Kanos’ cheerful laughter echoed in the rapidly chilling air. Only Asmodel, filled with respect for the Creator God, didn’t show a look of disdain at that moment.

“His condition is quite bad. We need to take him to Sanasid [a celestial city or realm] first. Even the God of Healing is only slightly better than El, but the main world will be better for stabilizing him.”

“Can we even move him to the God Realm? He might not even survive the dimensional transfer.”

“Ah, that’s right. Then should I share some of my power?”

“Your power?”

“Ellyuen has the same attribute as me, so he might regain consciousness for a moment.”

With those words, Kanos placed his hand on Ellyuen’s chest. For a brief moment, a strong electric current sparked, and Ellyuen’s body convulsed violently. Then, he vomited blood.

“Ellyuen!”

Everyone gasped in surprise. Ellyuen’s tightly closed eyes had opened slightly. It didn’t take long for his blurry blue eyes to focus. When their eyes met, Kanos smiled brightly. In contrast, Ellyuen’s expression twisted as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have.

“Are you awake, honey?”

“……Get lost.”

“That’s too much. To your savior.”

Kanos pouted with a hurt expression, but Ellyuen only frowned even more (the onlookers felt a deep sense of pleasure at his cold attitude). He rolled his eyes around, surveying his surroundings.

“Where’s El?”

“Looking for your son as soon as you open your eyes? Are you even aware you almost disappeared?”

“I asked where El is.”

“Hmm, well, he’s nearby. But he’s gone a little crazy.”

“What?”

“Ah, right! That’s exactly it!”

Lusef, finally recalling the expression he had been searching for, shouted reflexively, then shut his mouth under the gazes of those around him. Meanwhile, Ellyuen, trying to sit up, groaned and leaned back against the floor. Kanos, who had stopped the hands trying to support him, leisurely looked down at him.

“Don’t push yourself. You’re not healed yet.”

“Shut… up. Explain properly what happened to El.”

“His true nature has awakened.”

“True nature?”

“I’m talking about the original tendencies hidden by the personality formed through learning. I was worried about how he would survive in this harsh world because he was too innocent. But he’s quite scary when he’s angry. He certainly inherited the Elquines lineage.”

While the explanation continued, Ellyuen simply closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. He seemed to be listening, but not really understanding. The way he openly displayed his pain revealed his condition more clearly than when he was unconscious. The faces of those watching gradually hardened, but Kanos smiled even more brightly.

“I said earlier that I felt like I was awakening to a dangerous taste. I’m going to cancel that joke. The pitiful appearance of a usually aloof man is really good. My heart is pounding?”

“Shut up.”

Ellyuen opened his eyes again and glared straight at Kanos.

“Why are you here?”

“Are you finally giving me attention?”

“You, you’ve been making me say things twice since earlier……”

“Of course, because someone who doesn’t listen to their friend’s precious advice seemed like they were going to do something reckless. Isn’t it obvious I came to stop you?”

“What nonsense……”

The next moment, Ellyuen’s face twisted. Kanos, who had placed his hands under his neck and legs to secure him, lifted him up.

“……What are you doing?”

“I’m handing you over to the God Realm. You don’t seem to realize your condition yet, but if treatment is delayed any further, even you will be in danger.”

“I won’t go leaving El behind.”

“No, you have to go. Right now, your son is much more useful than you anyway. Leave this to the healthy people and the injured should quietly receive treatment.”

“Who said you could……!”

“I did. But you know what, Ellyuen? In some countries, they call this a princess carry [carrying someone in your arms].”

“You really want to die, don’t you.”

Ellyuen’s eyes turned fierce, but Kanos simply laughed cheerfully. Then, he handed him over to Lusef. Lusef, who unexpectedly received Ellyuen, widened his eyes in shock.

“Take him and get him treated.”

“Huh? What? Me? Why?”

“I’ll get scolded if I return to the God Realm right now. And it’s better for me to stay here to handle the remaining tasks than you.”

Certainly, he couldn’t deny that the Demon God was superior to him in terms of combat power. Lusef reluctantly agreed, despite his dissatisfied expression. He wondered why he had to hand him over in a state where he had irritated Ellyuen so much, but he couldn’t argue because it was obviously intentional. Lusef glanced at Ellyuen and immediately averted his gaze. He felt like he could be murdered by his eyes, as an intense murderous aura enveloped him. Now that he was angry, he wouldn’t lose consciousness midway out of a burning desire for revenge. Worrying about the aftermath was something to consider after saving him.

“But I can’t do a dimensional transfer right now either. There are barriers everywhere.”

“What, you can’t even break through this?”

“……It’s weird that you can break through it.”

“Ah, well, it would be difficult to put your level on par with mine.”

Did that Demon God have a thorn in his mouth that prevented him from saying anything even slightly pleasant? Lusef gritted his teeth as he looked up at the sky.

“Fine, since we have to get rid of it anyway, I’ll help with this too.”

Kanos smiled and reached out his hand. Then, a jet-black stream of energy rose from his hand and began to take the form of a weapon. It was a scythe with a huge blade.

‘The Arbiter.’

Lusef paused for a moment. It wasn’t the first time he had seen Kanos holding the Arbiter. But for some reason, it felt new today. It seemed that seeing a new form of the Arbiter thanks to Ellyuen was the cause. It was certain that the same weapon had a completely different atmosphere depending on the user. It wasn’t just a matter of form.

Soon, Kanos swung the scythe with one hand and slashed the sky once. Then, a crack began to form in the air, and soon something invisible shattered and scattered. The dark clouds gradually cleared, and light poured through the gap that had opened. Kanos, standing in the middle of that light, seemed to have become light itself.

“What are you waiting for?”

Only after hearing those words did Lusef realize that he had been overwhelmed. When the annihilation formation failed and Ellyuen was injured, he had felt overwhelmed by the tasks ahead, but the tension had somehow eased. He was a frustratingly annoying guy, but it was also clear that he was someone he had no choice but to rely on more than anyone else.

‘If he doesn’t do anything unnecessary.’

Of course, there was no other choice now. After sending one last anxious glance, Lusef reluctantly moved to the God Realm. He could only hope that the situation would not worsen further until he returned.

After the two gods disappeared, an awkward silence settled in the remaining space. After exchanging glances with Perdes, Trowel looked up at the sky. The figures of the gods were shimmering again in the space that had cleared of dark clouds. He never imagined that he would be able to break the barrier with just one swing of a weapon. He was amazed to see the power of the Demon God, which he had only heard about.

Trowel turned back to Kanos. He had already put away his weapon and was standing in front of Sibelius. More precisely, he was looking down at Deron, whom Sibelius was taking care of. Sibelius, who had not expected the Demon God’s attention, blinked in surprise.

“You’re badly hurt. What happened?”

“Ah, that’s… the Evil God ambushed us……”

“It seems so. You managed to survive? Well, you’ve always had a tough life.”

“……You always have to say things like that……”

“It’s a compliment. I like those who are strong against misfortune.”

Even in this situation, Deron was still unconscious. Sibelius’ heart grew anxious.

‘Wake up, you idiot. The Demon God you’ve been waiting for is right in front of you!’

However, no matter how desperate he was, Deron did not miraculously wake up. He was so still that it was almost suspicious whether he was dead. His complexion was also pale, almost a dark gray. If he hadn’t felt him breathing faintly, he would have really thought he was dead. At that moment, Kanos’ words made Sibelius’ heart sink.

“What to do? If it were a normal injury, it wouldn’t matter if the blood vessels were cut off at the joints, but I can’t heal this. Even if I leave it to El, it would take several years. And I don’t know if he can return to his original state.”

“……He can’t return to his original state?”

“It’s a trace of the Evil God, so there’s no way there won’t be any aftereffects. You’re lucky just to be alive.”

“That’s true, but……”

“Well, since the Creator is right in front of you, it’s a bit of a shame to end it like this? If you’re disappointed, how about gambling?”

“Gambling?”

“You saw Ellyuen earlier, right? I can give Deron my power too. He was only able to recover his stamina for a short time because he was a god, but he’s a demon, so his body can be reconstructed and completely healed. He’ll become even stronger than before. Of course, that’s only if he can fully absorb that power.”

“Ah……”

“But if he fails, you won’t even find his bone fragments.”

Sibelius’ face hardened as soon as he felt relieved. Kanos’ smile deepened as he looked at the stiff Sibelius.

“Which one do you think is better?”

“How can I decide something like that?”

“He’s unconscious, so I can’t ask him.”

“Even so……!”

“Give him the power.”

At that moment, a calm voice cut through Sibelius’ wandering words. It was Asmodel.

“If it were Deron, he would choose to receive Kanos-nim’s power even if he were in perfect condition.”

Sibelius agreed with that. Demons were a race that desired power more than life. Seven out of ten would choose to die while being healed rather than survive in a weakened state. Moreover, Deron was someone who deeply admired the Demon God. There was no way he would miss the opportunity to receive the Demon God’s power. If he were conscious, he would have shouted that he would receive the power before even hearing the proposal. Kanos also nodded immediately.

“Yeah, that’s right. He would. Rather, if someone opposed it and I stopped, the person who opposed it would be resented for the rest of their life.”

“If you know that much, why did you even ask?”

“Because I wanted to.”

Sibelius, who was dumbfounded, widened his eyes. Asmodel, who had not expected this answer, also looked flustered.

“But I can’t help it. I’m just too kind.”

Kanos smiled lightly and reached out his hand to touch Deron’s forehead. Then, threads began to wrap around his body like a spider web. Sibelius quietly swallowed his breath. It was similar to the phenomenon where Asmodel was trapped in a cocoon until his body grew. Soon, the threads covering Deron completely enveloped him. Only then did Kanos take his hand away and stand up.

“It will take some time for the results to appear. If it looks like he’s going to go berserk, help him a little. Then the probability of survival might increase a little.”

“How can I help?”

“If it gets too dark, you have to turn on the lamp, right? It’s the same principle.”

Sibelius’ expression became strange at the ambiguous answer, and soon it completely distorted. Next, Kanos turned to look at Asmodel, who was standing with an unstable expression. A playful smile touched the gaze that stiffened with tension.

“Asmodel.”

“Yes, yes!”

“I’ll leave this to you. Take good care of him.”

A sound of swallowing, clearly belonging to someone, echoed. Asmodel, who looked at his Creator God with wavering eyes, soon nodded resolutely. Kanos, who gazed at the sight with satisfaction, then turned to look at Trowel and Perdes.

“Now, let’s get to the remaining work. First, shall we calm down our very angry Water King?”