I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game [EN]: Chapter 596

Slowly raising her body, I found myself facing the newly emerged Fly King, Bai Ye, a myriad of thoughts racing through my mind.

Would the absolute command I placed on the first Bai Ye still work?

If it doesn’t, what other options are left?

Should everyone still breathing resolve to fight to the death?

Or, should we just surrender from the start…?

If it’s not game over, if we can somehow continue this fight…

‘Like with the old Goblin God King, maybe an unexpected ally will appear…!’

Harboring such a vain hope, I tried to turn my gaze north—

“……!”

The next moment, I urgently turned my gaze south.

Something was… someone else was.

Approaching from the south.

《What…?》

It wasn’t just me. The Fly King Bai Ye also looked south in bewilderment, and the heroes scattered throughout the ruined city also turned their gazes south, one by one.

Flickering, flickering…

Across the southern plains, still ablaze from the aftermath of the explosion.

Cutting through the center of the blast, still emitting dazzling light and magical energy.

Thud. Thud.

A figure was walking.

In the deep, heat-soaked night,

A man stood.

Even though he was incredibly far away, the aura he exuded was so intense… it felt like I could see his appearance clearly.

A neat black and white suit, long black hair casually draped behind his back…

And a being with shining golden dragon eyes raised high.

He had taken on a human form, but I knew it. That was definitely not a human.

Thud. Thud.

Was it an illusion? It seemed that as he walked, the light retreated.

The flames and magical energy around the blast zone receded, and the man walked through the path created, heading straight for Crossroads.

In the game, I had only seen his ‘true form,’ so this was my first time seeing his human appearance… but I felt like I knew who he was.

“I, too, have only heard of this being in stories.”

Standing next to me, Dusk Bringer, who was pressing down on his blood-soaked shoulder, spoke with difficulty.

“The end of the mythical era, who fought against my ancestors…”

Upon hearing the man’s identity, I squeezed my eyes shut.

“…The Jet-Black Dragon King.”

The number one commander of the Nightmare Legion. The Black Dragon Lord.

The master of the deep night. The first midnight.

The one darker than the deepest night. The one who brings down the sun. The one who swallows the moon. The one who ends the world—

“Night-Bringer…”

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Extinguishing the flames raging across the southern plains with the sheer force of his innate darkness.

The one who is the Black Dragon King walked with dignified steps straight towards Crossroads. Bai Ye stared silently at the Black Dragon.

The third-ranked, the Magic Emperor. And the first-ranked, the Black Dragon.

If these two Nightmare Legion commanders attacked together, even a fully prepared Crossroads would have a hard time defending.

However, despite that—I didn’t give up and kept a close watch.

In any case, this man’s sudden appearance was… a variable.

Perhaps, though it’s a slim chance, a way out might appear here.

Thud…

It seemed like he was walking lightly, but Night-Bringer had already arrived in front of Crossroads.

He was carelessly holding something in one hand… upon closer inspection, it was a person.

Tangled white hair, a body covered in blood. And a tattered robe, and an old, rusty iron sword tied and dangling in one hand…

“……!”

Only then did I realize the identity of the person the Black Dragon was carrying.

It was Nameless.

The Black Dragon, who had reached right in front of the collapsed south gate, carelessly threw Nameless forward. The Black Dragon’s black lips parted, and an emotionless voice flowed out.

《…This deposed princess delayed me, so I’m a little late.》

Nameless didn’t even groan as she rolled on the ground. Like a brush heavily soaked in red paint, blood splattered on the ground every time she touched it.

I was about to rush out to check on Nameless’s condition, but the Black Dragon stopped me with his words.

《She’s not dead. If I could have killed her, I would have torn her to pieces a hundred times over.》

“……”

I glared fiercely, but the Black Dragon simply moved his eyes lightly to meet my gaze once. He didn’t show any other reaction.

《Night-Bringer…!》

Bai Ye, who had flown into the sky, landed in front of the Black Dragon, spewing out terrible hostility in all directions.

Only then did Night-Bringer move his face, lifting his languid gaze to meet Bai Ye.

Thud-!

Bai Ye’s massive body shook the ground as she landed.

Everyone around swayed, but Night-Bringer didn’t budge an inch, as if he had used some kind of power.

Bai Ye’s compound eyes scattered eerie red light as she gnashed her teeth.

《What are you doing here!》

《…If it isn’t the Magic Emperor. You’ve become quite a pathetic sight.》

《Answer my question! Why are you here? This Fly Legion was supposed to be the one dispatched for this Great Flood?》

《Are you prolonging your life by stealing the body of that Fly Legion? How disgusting…》

A smile appeared on Night-Bringer’s lips for the first time. It was a clear sneer.

《Is there no humiliation you wouldn’t endure as long as you can escape death, Bai Ye? That’s just how liches are.》

《Shut up…! Answer my question! This Great Flood belongs to the flies! You shouldn’t have been dispatched! That’s what the King of Kings decided!》

《I only came because that Fly Legion stole my property and went out.》

Night-Bringer brushed his suit collar, tilted his head to the side, and looked up at Bai Ye with his golden eyes wide open.

《I’ve only come to retrieve what is rightfully mine.》

《What is rightfully yours…?》

《Isn’t it right there?》

Night-Bringer pointed his index finger at Bai Ye’s hand.

《The royal scepter.》

《……!》

Bai Ye was startled and clenched her hand tightly. It was a clumsy gesture, like a child hiding a toy from their parents.

As if knowing that the royal scepter was hidden in Bai Ye’s hand, Night-Bringer gestured with his chin.

《That is the symbol of the King of Kings. The one who commands all the Nightmare Legion commanders of the Manmajeon [a fictional demonic legion]—the Demon King’s.》

《…….》

《I don’t know what mistake Cromwell, the foolish demon guardian commander who was acting as the proxy, made that caused that royal scepter to roll out into this human world.》

As Bai Ye listened to the story, the red compound eyes of all the flies that made up her body flickered in turn.

Magic began to surge within the Fly King’s body. Night-Bringer continued to speak calmly.

《The Demon King is in seclusion, and now that I have killed Cromwell, the proxy, and usurped the throne of that hell, I have finally become the new King of Kings of the Nightmare.》

《…….》

《Naturally, that royal scepter is also mine. Hand it over quietly, Bai Ye.》

A smile formed on Bai Ye’s lips as well. That smile was also a sneer.

《What if I refuse?》

《Oh… is there a reason?》

《There’s only one reason, isn’t there…!》

Behind Bai Ye, the darkness of another world spread in shimmering colors, forming the shape of wings that spread like a neural network.

From the fully spread wings, no, from her entire body—Bai Ye roared, emitting a suffocating aura.

《I, too, am aiming for the throne—for hegemony!》

《Indeed…》

Night-Bringer nodded.

《Yes. If you didn’t have that much ambition, how could you be the leader of an army?》

《Now, I command and control two forces, liches and flies!》

The Fly King Bai Ye declared in a voice that echoed hundreds, thousands of times.

《With the infinite magic provided by the constantly breeding flies, and with the endless eternal life provided by that constant breeding—I will begin a new life as a lich who never dies and continues forever!》

Whoosh—

The night wind blew. Night-Bringer’s long black hair rippled, covering his neat black suit like a cloak.

Through his disheveled black hair, his golden eyes, which had been half-closed as if tired, opened wide.

《You’ve reached a miserable conclusion, magician.》

《Say whatever you want, I am…》

Thwack-!

Magic swirled and gathered on the two wings spread behind her, and Bai Ye shot forward with terrifying force.

The countless flies that made up Bai Ye’s entire body glared at Night-Bringer with their compound eyes gleaming.

All those hostile ‘gazes’ materialized into curses, transforming into the form of a giant spear held in Bai Ye’s hands.

Bai Ye laughed maniacally and plunged the spear down at Night-Bringer.

《Hah.》

Night-Bringer, letting out a small sigh, took a dignified step forward with one of his shoes, and then,

《How trivial.》

He simply flicked his suit tails, extended one hand forward—and clenched it.

Crack-!

The next moment, Bai Ye’s upper body vanished.

“……?!”

Everyone who was watching this scene widened their eyes.

An invisible, intangible force—no, ‘night’ itself—grabbed Bai Ye’s upper body and crushed it.

Like the fights until now, this attack was truly transcendent.

A power that mortals could never contend with…

《You.》

Looking at Bai Ye, whose upper body had been blown away, Night-Bringer nonchalantly muttered as he dusted off his hand in the air.

《You are not of the rank to oppose me.》

Shimmering—

The Fly King, staggering back, recombined the remaining flies of her lower body to form a woman’s shape again.

Having lost more than half of her flies, the newly formed Bai Ye was much smaller in size.

Bai Ye’s face was clearly filled with bewilderment at the overwhelming difference in power.

《Wh, at-》

Night-Bringer flicked his hand.

《Hand over the royal scepter quietly, insect. It’s too much for you.》

《Shut up…》

Bai Ye’s trembling body slowly began to disintegrate.

《I can continue living even if only one fly remains… but you, even if you are a dragon, you only have one life.》

《…….》

《If I have to eliminate you anyway, I will kill you here and now—!》

Swoosh-!

Bai Ye’s body scattered.

Transformed into a swarm of countless flies, Bai Ye took the form of a black storm cloud, covering Night-Bringer from all directions.

The tips of the tubes on the mouths of all the flies were overflowing with red curses.

I didn’t know what kind of effect those curses had, or how they were trying to kill Night-Bringer.

Tap……!

Because when the Black Dragon snapped his fingers as if annoyed, the flies that were falling towards him—vanished cleanly, like the night sky clearing after a storm cloud.

《If you can continue living even if only one fly remains.》

Night-Bringer spoke indifferently.

《Then it’s enough to erase them all without leaving a single one.》

Among the countless swarms of flies that were disappearing one by one…

There was one very small fly that was desperately retreating and running away.

《Where do you think you’re going, Bai Ye.》

Night-Bringer reached out and snatched the fly with an intangible force, then threw it down at his feet—

《Whether you are a Great King or a Great Emperor, accept the end befitting the position you have proclaimed for yourself.》

《No, no! I, my eternal life…!》

Crunch.

He stomped it to death.

Bai Ye died under Night-Bringer’s shoe without even letting out a death cry.

It was an unbelievably futile end for her, who had been prolonging her life in all sorts of ways.

The Black Dragon’s luxurious leather shoe lightly pressed down on the floor. And without even checking once, Night-Bringer walked forward, thudding.

Towards me.

No… towards the royal scepter of the Lake Kingdom that had fallen in front of me.

Night-Bringer, who had stopped walking, flicked his index finger upwards, and the royal scepter that had been rolling on the floor soared lightly into the air.

Night-Bringer, who had lightly snatched the royal scepter with his other hand, looked straight at me. And he opened his mouth.

《It’s our first time meeting, Player.》

“……”

《I’ve heard that you are the King of Kings of the human world. I am Night-Bringer, who has newly become the King of Kings of that hell.》

The King of Kings of monsters.

The King of Kings of humans.

We stared at each other silently for a moment.

The Jet-Black Dragon King slowly looked me up and down, and then suddenly smiled.

《Let me ask you first.》

It was a beautiful, yet cruel smile.

《How do you wish to die?》