My Lord Who Is Being Prudent! [EN]: Chapter 263

Please, stop.

The silent plea continued.

Nurbia’s face was already deathly pale.

【Uweeek…!】

Nurbia’s body contorted, and sticky blood poured out.

Something felt stuck, blocking her throat.

She coughed repeatedly, trying to expel whatever was blocking her.

Baaah─!

With an eerie sound, Nurbia’s body slumped.

【······!!】

Gulneria froze in place, unable to do anything.

Moving, resisting… it was all meaningless.

Who exactly is the demon, and who is the human?

The demon of demons.

In Gulneria’s eyes, Cyan was the demon itself.

Cyan looked at the fallen Nurbia.

Nurbia’s limp body didn’t move.

Her mind seemed to have snapped from the unbearable shock and horror.

Mental self-defense.

To protect herself from the overwhelming shock, she severed her will.

Then there’s no choice but to reset her.

Cyan nonchalantly blew Nurbia’s head off.

The blown-off head quickly regenerated.

【············ Haa…!】

Nurbia gasped for breath, her eyes wide open.

And seeing Cyan looming over her, her pupils trembled incessantly.

“Regeneration has gotten faster.”

Cyan said, as if surprised.

It seemed to be due to the broken seal of the relic.

The power that had been restricted by the relic was continuously returning.

Thanks to that, the speed of regeneration was also gradually increasing.

“So what.”

Cyan kicked Nurbia’s body again.

The body, bursting with a bang, floated in the air, repeating regeneration.

Her power recovered, and her regeneration speed increased.

It was the situation she had desperately wanted.

But now… she couldn’t even think about it.

【S, stop…!】

Faster regeneration meant the pain was also faster.

The physical damage was reset and disappeared.

However, the mental damage accumulated.

Thud─!

Nurbia’s mind repeatedly snapped and returned.

And again, Nurbia’s severed neck.

【P, please…! Please…!】

Nurbia’s desperate voice flowed out.

The headless body, fallen to the ground, scratched at the earth with its fingernails.

【Stop it… please stop….】

But Thwack─!

Cyan didn’t stop. He continued to inflict repeated deaths on Nurbia.

Each time death continued, Nurbia’s mind crumbled more and more.

【T, this is….】

Despair settled heavily on Gulneria’s face.

Right now, they could continue to regenerate and recover like this.

But there was a limit to this as well.

There was a clear limit to the vessel that existence could contain.

That could be seen just by looking at Cyan’s current state.

The power of transcendence beyond the limit had carved cracks in his existence.

Similarly, there was also a limit to how much the mind could endure.

If they continued to be suppressed like this, the vessel of the mind would collapse sooner or later.

Even if it was the mind of a monarch, it wouldn’t be different.

Especially in a situation where the essence was being damaged.

“Why are you just standing there watching?”

Crack─!

Gulneria’s thoughts were cut off.

【Keuheok…!】

At the same time as her thoughts returned, she felt a pain that seemed to tear her whole body apart.

It wasn’t just physical pain.

A piercing pain that shook the very foundation of her soul.

The essential strike, manifesting the power of the main body, shook the soul.

The level of pain was different.

It was an unbearable pain.

A rough hand grabbed Gulneria’s mouth.

Gulneria’s eyes trembled incessantly.

Cyan’s movements, actions, every gesture.

Fear and horror were felt in everything he did.

Her fighting spirit vanished in an instant.

Anger? Annoyance? She didn’t even feel those things.

The option of resisting had long disappeared.

Resistance was meaningless.

Against that wondrous power, beyond that distant realm.

She didn’t even dare to think of opposing him.

【Just… kill me….】

She didn’t ask to be spared.

If she could be freed from this terrible pain.

It was because she had realized that death was more comfortable.

“I’ll do that without you asking.”

There’s no way I’d spare you guys.

“But, not right now.”

Kwajijik!

Gulneria’s mouth tore open like a bear trap.

Gulneria slumped, tattered.

Nurbia was crawling on the floor, begging.

Cyan could sense the fear the two monarchs were feeling.

And he was certain that he could collapse the minds of the two monarchs if he continued like this.

Nurbia was already showing signs of it.

‘I don’t have much time.’

However, Cyan didn’t have much time.

A mind not tainted by fear and horror.

Even so, the demon monarch was still a demon monarch.

The original sin committed by existence.

The monarchs who awakened from that sin were themselves fear, horror, and despair.

Collapsing such a mind was not easy.

It was like giving fear to fear and despair to despair.

There was only a possibility.

It wasn’t that it was easy.

And now.

Waver.

The regenerating Gulneria’s vision.

A staggering Cyan flashed past.

Not long after, Kwajijik!

Her body was crushed again, and her mind snapped, but Gulneria didn’t miss the sight.

Quickly regenerating mind.

【What does this… Keheok… mean…!】

Gulneria opened her mouth quickly.

Cyan didn’t answer.

He just continued to inflict death on Gulneria, Thwack, Kwajik.

A terrible pain that shook her soul was felt.

She tried to resist, but as expected, she couldn’t reach him.

【Stop it… stop it… please stop….】

Nurbia had already half lost her mind.

She crawled on the floor, making a desperate look.

It could be said to be a truly pathetic sight.

I admit it.

Gulneria finally acknowledged this situation.

Even though she had partially released the relic’s restrictions.

Even though she had unleashed her original power.

She couldn’t overcome Cyan.

And there was no way to survive here.

This fight was a clear defeat.

Thwack─! Her mind shattered.

And her body regenerated.

【Do you think… Keulleok! It will be like this… next time.】

Then Cyan’s movements stopped.

Gulneria suppressed the tearing pain and opened her mouth.

【At least, you have succeeded in stopping us now. I won’t deny… it.】

It was truly unbelievable.

The afterthought was not uttered in her distant mind.

Cyan stared at Gulneria silently.

No more oppression was carried out.

Was he going to listen to the story?

No, that didn’t seem to be the case.

Cyan’s trembling hands were noticeably intense.

It seemed like he would reach his limit soon.

If she bought a little, just a little more time.

【But what about the next time, the next time, and the time after that?】

Gulneria continued, spitting out Keulleok blood.

【Do you think you’ll step in and stop us then too? All old and worn out? No.】

Gulneria watched Cyan’s increasingly severe trembling.

【You’ll probably die before you even get old.】

Gulneria wiped her mouth, stained with blood.

【Surely you don’t think your descendants will be able to stop us.】

That could be the case. Like those damn things a thousand years ago who left descendants.

Just like how this absurd situation unfolded now.

They could also leave descendants.

But descendants are just descendants.

And this fight is a fight that will never end.

【It’s a fight that will end in our victory after all.】

Literally forever.

【Everything you’ve done is a desperate struggle.】

A desperate struggle.

An act of screaming and shouting while doing all sorts of things.

But the result is not particularly meaningful.

Hahahahahaha! Gulneria laughed wildly.

Even in the pain that tore her whole body apart, a smile hung on Gulneria’s lips.

“······”

And Cyan couldn’t say anything.

He knew. That this fight would not end here.

But Cyan had reached his end here.

The magic power of transcendence obtained by taking dozens of elixirs.

The magic power that exceeded the limits of the vessel was tearing his body to shreds.

He hadn’t even completely collapsed the minds of the two monarchs yet.

Cyan’s body was slowly collapsing.

In the end, it was just a desperate struggle.

And Cyan was well aware of that fact.

Even so, Cyan did not hesitate to make this choice.

He did not stop his meaningless efforts.

Just like Kyle did a thousand years ago.

Cyan was determined to walk that path.

So there was no regret in this choice.

But… it was true that he felt a little regretful.

The people of Ruben.

He wanted to be with them a little longer.

He wanted to watch the end of this.

It was really a shame, but it seemed like he wouldn’t be able to see that sight.

But he didn’t regret it.

Just like Kyle did a thousand years ago.

Kyle’s will. Arnaize’s will.

And my will.

He would just inherit it and leave it here.

“Keulleok…!”

Cyan coughed up a lot of blood and his body bent over.

Cyan’s body staggered from the pain that felt like all the nerves in his body were burning.

Hahahahaha. Gulneria’s laughter grew louder.

There was a clear sneer on her face as she looked at Cyan.

Look at this. You couldn’t even get rid of us, could you?

That sound that she would have shouted if it weren’t for the lump of blood rising in her throat.

What kind of expression would Cyan be making?

He was probably floundering in endless despair.

Gulneria rolled her eyes and looked at Cyan.

But… why?

Cyan’s eyes were not dead for some reason.

His face was contorted with pain.

His existence was slowly collapsing.

But his eyes were shining brighter than ever.

Before she could wonder what it was.

Saaaaaaaah─!!!

Terrible darkness… bloomed from Cyan’s whole body.

【······!!!】

At the same time, Gulneria’s eyes widened.

It was different.

This power she felt now.

【This is…!】

Gulneria burst out in a horrified cry.

In the world of darkness that had fallen, the question was swallowed silently.

And.

Kwaaaaaaaaah─!!!!

A tremendous power flowed into Cyan’s body.

The space trembled, vibrating.

Even the sound couldn’t burst out, and the scenery distorted grotesquely.

A distant power was felt beyond the senses.

Cyan clenched the Sword of Annihilation.

From the beginning.

He didn’t think he could completely collapse the minds of the monarchs.

Even if he brought the power of the main body, he knew that it would be difficult.

Simple pain. Continuous death.

He couldn’t collapse the spirit of evil called the monarch with that alone.

However, he could weaken it to some extent.

The spirits of the two monarchs, whose fighting spirit and morale had been broken.

And Cyan’s situation, which was coming to an end.

Cyan gritted his teeth.

The best strike Cyan could unleash now was undoubtedly Asura [a powerful, ultimate attack].

But to be precise.

The Asura that Cyan had unleashed so far was not actually Asura.

The mysteries contained in Asura are two in total.

The two essential forms that make up the sword.

Slash and Thrust.

The first and second forms were the extreme training of those two mysteries.

The first form of the Demon Soul Asura Sword, Asura Heavenly Slaughter.

Asura Heavenly Slaughter contained the mystery of slashing to the extreme.

The second form of the Demon Soul Asura Sword, Annihilation Heavenly Asura.

Annihilation Heavenly Asura contained the mystery of thrusting to the extreme.

And Asura was the form that connected those two forms into one.

But the Asura that Cyan had unleashed so far was not like that.

It was only a strike that contained only the mysteries of slashing and thrusting.

It contained only slashing, not Asura Heavenly Slaughter.

It contained only thrusting, not Annihilation Heavenly Asura.

However, the true Asura is not simply connecting slashing and thrusting.

The first form, Asura Heavenly Slaughter.

The second form, Annihilation Heavenly Asura.

A contradictory strike that connects the extremes of the two essences into one.

That was the true mystery of Asura.

And Cyan couldn’t do it.

It was too far away.

Because he couldn’t reach that distant realm.

It was not yet a realm allowed to Cyan.

But now.

He throws himself into depravity. The blooming darkness swept everywhere.

The darkness craves life. The fallen darkness annihilates existence.

【H, how…!】

Gulneria’s shock was greatly distorted.

Something was oppressing Gulneria now.

Something unknown that covered the entire space.

A monster…?

The feeling was subtle to say that.

It was as if the space itself was becoming a great enemy.

A bizarre phenomenon that swallows everything alive in the darkness.

This can only be explained that way.

Unexplainable, unrecognizable things burst and repeat.

It cannot be explained by any concept in the world.

Kwaarrrrrreung!!

A thunderous roar burst and the world twisted.

In it, Cyan detonated all the magic power he had.

He puts Asura Heavenly Slaughter into the mystery of slashing contained in Asura.

He puts Annihilation Heavenly Asura into the mystery of thrusting contained in Asura.

A complete form that connects the first and second forms.

The true Asura that Kyle performed a thousand years ago.

At that moment.

Saaaaaaaah….

The vision blurred and some kind of hallucination was seen.

The unfolded hellscape. A long road drawn through it.

At the end of that road stood a silver-haired handsome man.

Why did he feel happy?

And what was the feeling that he felt closer than before?

Has he gotten a little closer to your side?

Although I failed.

Kyle’s voice, which was clearly heard, was clearer than before.

Cyan smiled as he listened to Kyle’s voice.

He thought he would be able to stand proudly by your side someday.

He shouted boldly that he would surpass you someday.

Unfortunately.

It seemed like his path would end here.

Cyan took a deep breath.

But he had no regrets. Because he could protect people with this.

He was a little worried about what would happen after that….

But they would do well. They would do well enough without Cyan.

Cyan looked at Kyle’s back and said.

I’m sorry.

I failed too.

Cyan stopped walking.

And slowly, he turned his head and looked back at the path he had walked.

At that moment, suddenly.

No.

Kyle’s voice was heard.

You m─ssed the m──n of hum─nity.

What did you say just now…?

Saaaaaaaah….

The hallucination scatters.

At the same time, Kyle’s figure also became blurred.

And the voice that tickled his ears was no longer heard.

And what he saw was Gulneria, who was beyond shock.

Nurbia, whose mind was half-crazed.

Lastly.

Cyan’s body was collapsing as he reached his limit.

An indescribable darkness soared from the collapsing body.

And the wondrous power that unfolded.

It overturned the space itself and briefly transcended the realm of martial arts.

Demon Soul Asura Sword.

The First Form.

True – Asura.

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Wide, bulging eyes.

A huge mouth that opened without him realizing it.

Karze couldn’t shake off the feeling of shock.

When was the last time he felt this emotion?

He traced back his memories, but nothing came to mind.

The space was disappearing, repeating division and annihilation.

It could be said that it was the result of the laws of the world being involved.

And that was the last strike Cyan unleashed.

It meant that this world could not handle that strike.

Space is the most basic element that makes up the world.

To be involved in such a space is to be involved in the laws of the world.

The strike Cyan unleashed was involved in such laws and crushed them.

By implementing a contradictory phenomenon that the world does not allow.

And the world could not accept that phenomenon.

A contradiction that should not exist.

However, there can be no contradiction in the strict laws of the world.

So the world tried to make the phenomenon itself as if it had never happened, annihilating the dimension itself.

It annihilated everything related to the contradiction.

That is the space and dimension of nothingness that is visible now.

[It has disappeared.]

The minds of the demons who ruled also returned to nothingness.

Absolute evil.

Strictly speaking, the monarchs were beings who would not fall to that power.

The seal of the relic was broken, and now that they had drawn out their original power.

The monarchs could at least not fall to that power.

But Cyan made it impossible.

He dulled and dulled the minds of the monarchs, breaking their power of resistance.

As a result, the minds of the monarchs were broken and collapsed.

[But….]

The price was too high.

Cyan took the power of transcendence by sacrificing his own existence.

And what he sees now is not just a backlash.

It literally means sacrificing his own existence.

The fire of transcendent magic power.

He lit it with Cyan as firewood.

The fire eventually swallowed the absolute evil.

Poohwak!

Thud.

The firewood was falling, becoming ashes.

The vessel that made up his existence was broken and collapsed.

And the broken vessel could never be connected again.

There were no exceptions. He could say for sure.

There was no way.

A thousand years ago, the being called the strongest Arnaize [likely a title or name of a powerful individual].

Kyle also… died like that.

To do what only God can do.

Kyle burned his own existence and eventually fell.

And now.

Today. Here.

“C, Cyan!!”

“Lord!!!”

His descendant also meets the same death.