The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 277

It was repulsive.

Cold, and familiar.

The world changed quickly around him. But Roman Dmitry stayed calm and accepted it.

Violet light spread everywhere, cutting through the long darkness.

When Roman Dmitry entered this new space, he saw a barren world covered in deep violet.

“You can stand here without divine power? You are not normal.”

It was Sheffir.

The white-haired wizard’s body was torn apart by the aura’s power.

And yet…

Violet energy and black magic mixed together. This quickly healed Sheffir’s body.

At the same time, his magical power grew stronger.

Just being in this place gave him endless power. But Roman Dmitry would become weaker.

Sheffir had planned a trap to kill someone with holy power. But Roman Dmitry made Sheffir use his secret weapon instead.

The plan had to change.

Sheffir realized Roman Dmitry was someone he had to kill, even if it meant using this power.

“People in Salamander talk about ‘aura’ and think it’s very strong. But those who know the real truth of this world know aura is weak. What is the aura you use? It’s not like anything we know. No aura swordsman has ever been able to cut through an 8-circle magic spell.”

He stirred up his magical power.

A huge magical power, much greater than before, swirled around him.

“Roman Dmitry, I don’t understand you. The more I see, the less sense you make. You weren’t this strong when you first messed with our plans. You’ve gotten much stronger in a short time. Now, I truly recognize you, Roman Dmitry. So, I, Sheffir, and we, will do everything we can to kill you.”

Shadows appeared around him.

These shadows looked different from the ones before. Their bodies were covered in darkness, and they looked like beasts.

At first, there were only a few shadows. But soon, hundreds, then thousands, filled the space.

This was Sheffir’s world.

He was using a power he couldn’t use often, all to defeat Roman Dmitry.

“Interesting,” Roman Dmitry thought. This world is strange, but I will find the truth.

Salamander.

This world had a special secret.

The hidden mastermind was planning something using the Chronos Empire. His actions were probably getting in the way.

He didn’t know the truth yet.

With only the information he had, he couldn’t understand who Sheffir was, what this world was, or the truth of Salamander.

But he knew one thing.

It bothered him.

Sheffir seemed so sure he would win, and he had a smile on his face.

Roman Dmitry didn’t like it.

Sheffir was angry.

When Roman Dmitry seemed so relaxed, Sheffir exploded his magical power. His face twisted like a demon.

“You’re still so calm, Roman Dmitry! You will die here! Fury of the Heavens!”

Magical power exploded.

It was different than before.

Lightning like black fire crashed from the violet sky. It was a storm of pure destruction, aimed right at Roman Dmitry.

At the same time, the shadows rushed in.

They wanted to end the fight and make sure Roman Dmitry couldn’t escape.

The world flashed.

Roman Dmitry looked up and raised his sword.

And then…

He took the seventh step.

Violet energy swirled around Roman Dmitry as he faced the lightning.

‘The second form of the latter part of the Demonic Heavenly Sword Technique.’

It was an attack by Chunma Baek Jung-hyuk that no one in the Central Plains could stop.

The fight between the two was a battle not allowed in the mortal world.

The winner wasn’t decided by one attack. They fought so hard that the violet world collapsed before a conclusion was reached.

Sheffir was kneeling.

Thousands of shadows were killed. Sheffir, who had used all his power, was slowly turning into black smoke because he had no magic left.

“I-Impossible.”

He was defeated.

He couldn’t believe it.

In this place, he was unbeatable.

He was sure that even someone with divine power couldn’t beat him, at least with the power allowed in the mortal world.

But it was all meaningless.

Roman Dmitry’s attack against the lightning had hurt Sheffir badly.

It was over.

He knelt and looked up at Roman Dmitry.

Then…

Roman Dmitry grabbed his head.

He twisted Sheffir’s face so he couldn’t be seen. Roman Dmitry spoke in a cold voice.

“The Chronos Empire is strong enough to take over the continent. But why aren’t you showing your true power, like you said you would? I want to know the truth. Why can’t you conquer the continent, and why are you moving your forces now? It can’t just be because of me. I’m just a small problem. There must be another reason.”

He wanted to find the mastermind.

The Huanma’s technique, which had terrified the Murim, could see into people’s minds.

But Roman Dmitry couldn’t use it carelessly.

If he entered someone’s mind, his own thoughts could get mixed up, and he could become crippled. He could only read someone’s mind for about 3 seconds.

It was worth the risk, even though it was dangerous.

He planned to get some information from Sheffir’s head in 3 seconds.

He twisted Sheffir’s head.

Sheffir was struggling. Roman Dmitry’s eyes turned black.

His mind became confused.

The world expanded, and some of Sheffir’s memories flowed in.

[Sven]

[Mystic]

[Sheffir]

These were names.

In Sheffir’s mind, there was a strong iron wall. He couldn’t see the truth beyond the darkness.

He could only find simple information.

Just as he was about to get some information and stop the connection, one more name appeared in his mind.

[……]

Roman Dmitry’s eyes widened. It was a name he never thought he would see here. A name from his past.

Roman Dmitry disappeared.

The soldiers were shocked and confused when Roman Dmitry vanished. The battlefield fell into chaos.

Duke Bamford was confused at first, but then he understood what was happening and gave orders to the soldiers.

“Roman Dmitry is gone! Sheffir took care of Roman Dmitry! All troops, attack!” Duke Bamford roared.

Everything changed.

Roman Dmitry was gone.

The Cronos soldiers had been terrified watching Hannibal die. But now, Bamford’s command washed away their fear. The thing they were afraid of had vanished.

Now, there was no reason to be scared.

Cronos had 300,000 soldiers. Dmitry and Cairo had far less.

Even though Dmitry had killed many Cronos aura swordsmen, including Hannibal, this was their chance. They could win the war now.

“Attack!” Bamford screamed.

“Now! Kill every last one of those Dmitry dogs! Make them pay for their arrogance!”

The enemy army rushed forward like a flood.

The Cairo soldiers saw them coming. Their faces turned white.

They believed in Roman Dmitry. But he was gone.

Defeat filled their minds. Suddenly, they were afraid to die.

It was then.

“Dmitry’s soldiers, follow me!”

Chris.

He stepped forward.

Raising his aura, he fearlessly charged alone towards the enemies rushing in like a wave.

Rumble!

“Kraaah!”

The two armies crashed together.

Chris’s sword became a streak of light, instantly cutting off the heads of dozens of enemies. He smashed through the enemy lines like a hammer through glass.

Roman Dmitry had often said that if he wasn’t there, he wanted Chris to be a commander.

This chaos needed more than just words. It needed power. Like Roman Dmitry.

Chris wanted to be that support.

“I am Chris, of Dmitry! And you will fall!”

Clang!

Rumble!

Every time he swung his sword.

Enemies fell, spraying blood everywhere.

There were ordinary soldiers and aura-wielding swordsmen, but no one could block the swordsmanship that even Diego couldn’t react to.

Chris’s presence was overwhelming.

300,000 soldiers is a huge army. They filled the wide field. But around Chris, it looked empty. Dead bodies were piling up.

One step.

Two steps.

He cleared a path.

The Dmitry soldiers, seeing Chris’s strength, shouted louder.

“Follow Chris!”

“We are the invincible Dmitry! We always win!”

Barco.

Southern Front.

Cronos.

Valhalla.

These soldiers always won with Roman Dmitry. They didn’t give up easily, even when things were bad.

The situation didn’t matter.

What mattered was how they faced the problem and how strong they were when solving it.

They knew what was important from their past.

Therefore.

They kept fighting.

Even when a friend’s head flew off next to them, the Dmitry soldiers, with fire in their eyes, slashed at the enemy.

One soldier cut down dozens.

Even with enemy weapons stuck in their bodies, they screamed with blood-covered mouths, killing enemies until they couldn’t move anymore.

On the battlefield, soldiers’ lives didn’t matter much.

Their lives would end like this, but they believed Roman Dmitry would take care of their families.

Roman Dmitry.

The leader of Dmitry.

He was that kind of person.

Their strong belief burned bright. They didn’t retreat, even against an army of 300,000.

And.

Along with Chris, Dmitry’s monster showed himself.

Thwack!

Stab stab stab!

“Ugh.”

“Kraaah!”

In the middle of the enemy.

Kevin was carrying out a massacre. The sounds of screams and metal filled the air as Kevin moved. Blood sprayed everywhere. It was a dance of death.

Kevin’s body burned with power. The Heavenly Demon Sword Technique was tearing him apart, but he didn’t care. He had to protect Dmitry.

Dmitry’s sword.

His reason for living.

He had promised to live by the sword. Kevin became a frightening force, killing every enemy he saw.

It was an overwhelming sight.

Like a madman covered in blood, the wild monster killed all enemies of Dmitry.

Cutting.

Cutting.

And cutting again.

Kevin’s face was covered in blood after cutting down hundreds of enemies quickly.

Dmitry’s monster.

It was exactly what people expected from him.

Duke Bamford watched from far away. He was amazed and confused by Dmitry’s attack.

‘Was Dmitry’s potential this great?’

Dmitry and Cronos.

Cronos had more than three times the soldiers. It was an impossible fight. One Dmitry soldier had to fight three Cronos soldiers. But the Dmitry soldiers were strong and didn’t give up, which made the situation tense.

Luckily, more than half of the enemy soldiers were from Cairo.

The Cairo soldiers weren’t as tough as the Dmitry soldiers.

He knew it.

Dmitry was a strong nation.

Even with only a small piece of land, they had become very powerful.

So.

He was lucky. Now that he knew the truth, and with Sheffir taking Roman Dmitry away, this was the perfect chance.

There wouldn’t be another chance.

If Cronos didn’t destroy Dmitry now, when everything was perfect, they would be in even more danger.

“Cronos’s magicians, use your power! Kill all the enemies, no matter what it takes!”

Whoosh.

The Cronos magicians.

They used their power. The mana exploded from everywhere. It was a powerful weapon that would change the battlefield.

Even without Sheffir, Cronos was strong. Their power showed why they were called the strongest nation.

It was then.

Suddenly, blinding white light exploded. The air crackled with power. The ground shook.

“Stop this madness, now!”

Flash.

Rumble!

A figure in shining white armor appeared. Bright pillars of light fell around him like divine protection.