How To Suck Honey With Extras [EN]: Chapter 233

259. King of Obsession (8)

Let’s rewind to just a few minutes earlier.

It was around the time when the fierce battle between Sylvester and Pelen Throne L was reaching its peak.

The two men were relentlessly exchanging murderous blows, each trying to end the other’s life.

And surprisingly, Sylvester was gaining the upper hand.

“Haaaah!”

With a shout, the crackling lightning emanating from his sword extended and shot forward.

Kwa-ga-ga-ga-ga-gang!

Sharp flashes burst out incessantly as the lightning blade tore into Pelen Throne L’s body.

“…Sharp. I can’t underestimate him.”

Due to his unique ability, his body was always maintaining an optimal defensive posture.

Because of that, even a strike from a master swordsman wouldn’t normally be able to cut through his skin while he stood still.

However, this boy’s sword was definitely piercing his flesh.

‘I shouldn’t think of him as that kid from last time.’

Pelen Throne L adjusted his perception.

He wanted to show respect to the young man from the same country who had achieved such rapid growth, and to give this battle his all.

“In that case, shall I also try defending a little?”

Pelen Throne L laughed pleasantly and unleashed his power.

Clang!

At that moment, Sylvester’s sword was deflected.

“…Aura.”

“Aura isn’t exclusive to you, you know.”

“I’d expect as much!”

He didn’t hold any naive expectations, but it was still proving to be difficult.

Sylvester swung his sword with even greater speed and intensity.

If the defense became thicker, then all he had to do was refine his technique to be even sharper and break through.

However, his offensive couldn’t continue unopposed forever.

“I shall also use a little more strength.”

Kwang!

A roar erupted, and the sword energy that touched Pelen Throne L’s body exploded and bounced off.

“Ugh?!”

“Where did all that momentum from before go?!”

It wasn’t just his defense that had increased.

Speed, power, and overall abilities had all been amplified.

‘…Was he not even serious until now?’

However, the stronger the feeling of being overwhelmed became, the more Sylvester’s lips twitched.

The more challenging the sensation transmitted to his hand, the more rewarding he found the fight.

“Hoh… You find joy in a battle with me.”

He didn’t deny it.

Having an opponent that was difficult to cut meant that he was worth overcoming.

Instead of answering verbally, Sylvester thrust his sword forward with all his might.

Pah-jee-jeet!

The sword, imbued with lightning, struck down like a bolt from the sky.

However, the flames spewing from Pelen Throne L’s axe, which had blocked it perfectly, engulfed Sylvester’s sword energy as if to devour it.

“Audacious. You intend to confront me with brute strength?”

“As much as you want!”

Beyond technique, this was also a battle of raw power.

The flames emitted by Pelen Throne L’s Flame Axe were flames imbued with the energy of the Spirit King [a powerful elemental being].

They burned with the force to consume all objects.

Sylvester’s sword energy, in response, borrowed the energy of a spirit beast [a magical creature] to pierce and cut through everything.

A clash of offensive power against offensive power.

The side whose momentum weakened even slightly would collapse.

“Then how about this!”

Pelen Throne L produced another weapon from thin air.

A magic sword that also spewed flames.

“It’s just a mass-produced item, but the sensation of cutting isn’t bad.”

The flame-wrapped sword struck down towards Sylvester’s head.

There was no way he could respond to the second attack in time.

Sylvester had no choice but to step back as quickly as possible.

Kwang!

The struck-down sword roared.

It seemed as if the area would sink, creating a crater, but then the sword shattered with a crash!

“…That’s absurd.”

He broke the magic sword with a single blow.

It was a complete waste.

“Hmph.”

However, it was intentional.

The fragments of the shattered sword blade scattered in all directions.

Like rocks erupting when a volcano explodes.

The fragments, imbued with heat, were sharper and more ferocious than arrows on their own.

As Sylvester fended off the fragments with his sword, Pelen Throne L asked mockingly.

“Will you keep fending them off forever?”

He repeatedly summoned new weapons and swung them.

They all shattered with just one swing, but each time, fragments flew and became follow-up attacks.

And if he was wary of those and responded, Pelen Throne L’s real attack would immediately follow the fragments.

“It’s excessively extravagant…”

In other words, it was wasteful.

Just that magic sword alone would be worth one or two decent mansions.

He shattered it without hesitation for the sake of testing the waters.

“Sometimes extravagance isn’t bad either. When else would I enjoy such a fight if not at times like this!”

Pelen Throne L burst into a hearty laugh and unleashed his offensive.

Flames and impacts surged from all directions, relentlessly.

If he was pushed back by the momentum and widened the distance, fragments of broken weapons would jump in as if chasing him.

‘But the one wielding the weapons isn’t lacking in skill either…’

Each attack was heavy.

In terms of speed, Sylvester might be one step ahead, but in terms of stamina, defense, and power, he was two steps ahead.

“Show more spirit! Sylvester!”

Whoosh!

At the same time as the giant axe soared, a pillar of fire rose and engulfed Sylvester.

Sylvester did not resist the force, but rather rode the blow as if accepting it, and flew backward.

Pelen Throne L, thinking he was defenseless in the air, took out a blunt mace from subspace [a pocket dimension or storage space] and threw it.

Even if he fended it off, it didn’t matter.

He would immediately chase after it and split him in two.

However, Sylvester did not fend off the flying blunt weapon.

Rather, he stepped on the air.

“Heoh?”

Pelen Throne L narrowed his eyes.

In an instant, Sylvester’s figure, stepping on the air, disappeared from sight.

And lightning struck from the left side.

Kwarururung!

As he fended off the pouring attacks, Sylvester, who had moved to the opposite side, swung his sword.

Did he move while covering his body with sword energy?

Pat!

At that moment, the area below his calf was deeply cut, scattering blood.

“…Fast.”

He had no choice but to admit that his speed alone was impressive.

“But still immature! The attack is too straightforward!”

He boldly swung his arm to parry Sylvester’s sword energy, which was being struck down in a series of attacks.

Peesh!

Blood gushed out as Sylvester’s sword dug into Pelen Throne L’s forearm.

“If you want to cut, then try to cut. But.”

But it stopped there.

At best, Sylvester’s sword hadn’t even penetrated halfway.

“It won’t be easy to cut off my arm.”

“…!”

He was caught there.

Sylvester tried to withdraw his blade, but it remained stuck without budging.

“Dangling. Annoying.”

Pelen Throne L’s fist struck Sylvester as it was.

The impact rang out, and Sylvester unleashed the aura of his entire body to defend himself.

His body trembled like a falling leaf just before it landed.

“Hoh, still not letting go of the sword?”

However, if he didn’t let go, he would continue to swing and beat him.

Even if he endured, if the aura couldn’t withstand the blows, he would simply be smashed.

Kwang!

A heavy blow shook Sylvester once again.

‘But I can’t lose the sword either.’

Letting go of the sword here to protect his body was tantamount to suicide.

What Sylvester chose was not to retreat, but to stick even closer.

He twisted his body as if reversing it and clung tightly to Pelen Throne L’s forearm.

Like a leech.

“Don’t make me laugh!”

Pelen Throne L swung his arm as if he was dumbfounded.

He was clinging so tightly that he wouldn’t fall off.

“Then let’s see how long you’ll stick around.”

He slammed into the wall as if ramming it with his shoulder, crushing Sylvester, who was clinging to him.

The impact was enough to crack the dungeon wall.

“Ugh!”

Koong! Koong!

After repeatedly ramming him like that several times, Sylvester finally fell off.

Using the impact, he barely managed to pull out his sword, stepped on Pelen Throne L’s shoulder, and jumped up.

“You!”

He aimed for Pelen Throne L’s shoulder to collide with the wall in vain, and swung his sword in mid-air as if reversing his body, making use of the momentum to strike down.

The sword energy exploded as it was this time.

‘…I have to push through like this.’

Without missing the opportunity, he swung his sword in perfect order.

Kwa-ga-ga-ga-ga-gang!

Impacts rang out incessantly like thunder, swallowing Pelen Throne L.

Sometimes he swung sword energy that was heavy and dense like a blunt weapon.

And if he was distracted by that, he would switch to sharply honed sword energy and cut him down.

“Annoying!”

Pelen Throne L burst into a roar.

He didn’t care that his whole body was covered in wounds and kicked Sylvester as he was.

He cut off the flow with strength alone.

“…Keuhuk!”

Sylvester’s movements slowed as he exhaled air mixed with pain from his lungs.

“It’s over.”

Pelen Throne L did not miss the gap and struck down his axe towards Sylvester.

A flame-wrapped blow descended.

Even if he dodged, he would be swept away by the flames that rushed in as a follow-up.

It would be difficult for Sylvester’s current defense to completely shake off the flames.

The moment Pelen Throne L was convinced of his victory.

At that moment, he saw it.

Sylvester was also wearing a smile filled with a strange conviction.

Kwang!

Sylvester’s sword blade, which he had raised upwards, touched the axe of Pelen Throne L, which was filled with all his strength.

As it was, the noise of the two pieces of metal rubbing against each other, sereureureureureung, rang out, and Sylvester slid forward as if slipping.

The flames scratched his shoulders and back, causing considerable burns, but he ignored them.

From the beginning, he must have been planning to deflect it recklessly.

The moment a strength-filled attack was launched, even the greatest masters were bound to have a gap.

If he focused on the attack, a gap would unconsciously arise.

Sylvester had been waiting for that moment from the beginning.

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!”

He concentrated all his remaining strength on the sword as if squeezing it out.

The wildest lightning than ever before was condensed and rampaged, extending as it was.

A thrust with all his might.

It pierced Pelen Throne L’s abdomen.

“…But it’s meaningless. It is presumptuous to invade my body, but…”

Unless he was killed instantly, all that remained was for Sylvester to have his life taken in return by an angry counterattack.

“I was aiming to go this deep from the beginning.”

Sylvester muttered nonchalantly.

“Difrex Ryu. Attack Technique. Evil Body Shattering (惡體破殺) [a powerful and destructive sword technique].”

He released the sword energy he had put into the sword.

Paang!

A hallucination that sounded like something exploding rang out, and Pelen Throne L’s movements stopped.

“…!”

He opened his eyes wide and looked down at Sylvester.

A gaze as if wanting to ask what he had done.

“I’m not just learning sword energy for cutting. …There is also sword energy for stirring inside.”

He divided the pattern of the moment of detonating the condensed sword energy into hundreds of types and released them all at once, shaking it.

A technique solely for detonating, stirring, and crushing inside the enemy.

“Usually, it’s sword energy to smash monsters whose skin is covered with steel or rock, but…”

To think he would use it against a human.

Sylvester muttered bitterly.

Normally, his entire body would have melted into a mush of flesh.

Everything inside his body must have been crushed.

It was amazing that he still had the shape and consciousness of his body, even though he had stabbed such a cruel sword directly into his body.

“…You.”

Pelen Throne L tried to raise his axe, but his arm did not rise properly.

Perhaps the tendons around his shoulder were severed.

Not only that.

The muscles all over his body were torn to shreds, and his blood vessels were melting.

“…A sword skill…… that doesn’t suit you…….”

He was careless.

Sword energy was bound to represent the will of that human.

When he saw the boy’s sword, he thought it was just upright, so he didn’t think he would harbor such a vicious technique.

If you were to be picky, this was a technique that only demons who enjoyed cutting humans would use.

What was that boy thinking when he learned this?

As Sylvester silently drew his sword.

Cheolpuck!

From the wound where the sword was pulled out, black blood clots and flesh poured out.

As it was, Pelen Throne L lost strength in his body and knelt down.

“It’s your defeat, Pelen Throne L.”

Sylvester quietly declared his defeat.

Pelen Throne L also stared blankly at the sword tip that Sylvester was holding out.

He could no longer fight.

“…You will regret it, Sylvester. What you have interfered with is a way to perpetuate the future of this civilization.”

“I don’t listen to sophistry.”

Sylvester simply dismissed Pelen Throne L’s claims as the ravings of a madman.

He had enforced his will with a sword against such an evil person, and in the end, he had won.

The result was already out.

“It’s over.”