The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 582

Roman Dmitry heard about what was happening. Julian, the chosen one, was attacking people. Julian wanted the Absolute to meet him face-to-face.

This was unexpected. Roman Dmitry thought someone like Julian might appear and cause trouble. But he didn’t think the Absolute would contact him through someone connected to him.

This was a problem he had to respond to.

Whether he fought Julian or not, Roman Dmitry needed to know what the Absolute was thinking.

However,

“I will not respond to the Absolute’s request.”

The executives were surprised.

They hadn’t expected it.

They thought they should talk first and then consider the next problem, but Roman Dmitry drew a line from the beginning.

Roman Dmitry was not ordinary.

When people thought about common sense, he saw the bigger picture.

“We have already decided on a war with the Absolute. No matter how the situation changes in the future, the fact remains that we must eliminate the Absolute, who has plunged humanity into the abyss of despair. Therefore, responding to their demands is not simply a matter of having a ‘conversation.’ They are brave to come into our land, the Dmitry Empire. They think they can come here without trouble. If I agree to talk to them just because they asked, it will show everyone that we are weak.”

Think about it.

Is there a case where a powerful country listens to the request of a weak country?

No.

At least not when a weak country bows its head and begs for a conversation. In a situation where people are being killed while calling for the ‘leader,’ a powerful country will not choose a peaceful method.

It was blatant disregard.

The opponent revealed hostility, and showing up with a calm face to find out something even after his people had died meant compromising with reality.

Roman Dmitry didn’t like that fact.

If the Absolute was someone not clearly good or bad, Roman Dmitry might have talked to them first to avoid fighting.

He drew a line.

He classified them as enemies.

If it was a fight where one side had to perish anyway, there was no reason to respond willingly to such a conversation.

“The fact that we must keep in mind is that the Absolute is humanity’s main enemy. Even if they want to save people after the disaster, or even if they have a plan that helps everyone, they still kill humans like they are nothing. That will not change. Eliminate the thought that the problem will be solved peacefully in your hearts. Even if they convey their position to stop, we will never allow their existence, even to avenge the past 20 years.”

There was no retreat.

Once he made a decision, Roman Dmitry saw it through to the end.

“Kim Pan-seok.”

“Yes.”

“Deal with Julian. Can you do it?”

Kim Pan-seok raised his head.

Julian’s power was unpredictable, but what was important to him was the fact that he was trusted.

“Yes, I am confident. Even if the Absolute descends directly, I will prove what kind of existence I am.”

And now.

Julian showed a ferocious expression.

“You, can you handle this situation?”

Julian.

He would be strong.

Outwardly, he was an A-rank hunter, but if he released the magic restraints and started a massacre, the world’s rankings were meaningless.

Perhaps he was a monster he couldn’t handle.

However, he knew that the reason Roman Dmitry specifically mentioned him was not to hold him accountable for his life as Aleksandr.

It wasn’t punishment.

It was trust.

If Julian was really strong, the only one who could stand against him was himself.

And Roman Dmitry wanted someone from the Dmitry Empire, not himself, to subdue Julian.

Julian came right into the Dmitry Empire and acted very arrogant. He said he would only talk to Roman Dmitry.

Kim Pan-seok could understand what the Absolutes were thinking. They thought Roman Dmitry was special, but they thought all other humans were not important.

Because they thought no one could threaten Julian, he could show a relaxed attitude even after killing people.

His lips twitched.

Irritation surged.

He wasn’t a good person either, but regardless of good and evil, he really didn’t like ignoring ‘his people.’

“What a load of crap. You crazy bastard.”

That was it.

Julian’s expression quickly hardened, and as if they had agreed, they exploded with mana.

“Yes, I will kill you in this place. If I even kill the White Wizard, Roman Dmitry will show himself.”

A wave of raw magic, thick and suffocating, filled the air. Julian swung his hand, and a blast of dark energy shot towards Kim Pan-seok. But Kim Pan-seok was ready. With a flicker, he vanished using Blink magic, just as the dark energy slammed into the spot where he had been.

Then he appeared right above him. Flickering flames erupted over Julian’s head.

“Hell Fire.”

Hot heat rushed in.

If it were his level in his previous life, he would have melted anyone in an instant, but the 8-circle Hell Fire did not work against Julian.

Julian’s magic countered Hell Fire. He perfectly blocked the blazing flames and then unleashed his power in reverse.

“Death Scythe.”

The flames were split in half.

The darkness magic wrapped around Julian’s body, and the magic in the form of a giant scythe swallowed Kim Pan-seok whole.

“Great Shield.”

The layered shields were torn apart.

Defensive magic, which boasted physically strong defense, was meaningless in the face of Julian’s powerful magic.

But it was an expected part.

Kim Pan-seok exchanged only one attack with Julian, but he knew that the opponent had been granted very special power from the ‘Absolute.’

The world’s evaluation, called SS rank.

Power beyond that.

Kim Pan-seok bought time with the Great Shield, then left the crumbling building and headed outside.

Julian followed.

Avoiding all the attacks that erupted from him, Kim Pan-seok landed on the ground.

“He’s strong.”

Right in front of his eyes.

Julian was already approaching.

Surrounded by black magic, he was like the Grim Reaper.

He grinned.

It was fun.

If Kim Pan-seok was just a normal person, he would have felt hopeless against such a crazy situation.

But he was different.

“Still, it’s nothing compared to His Majesty the Emperor.”

It was a recurring problem.

No matter how strong.

No matter how unfavorable.

It was not comparable to Roman Dmitry.

When he was in opposition to the one he now served as his lord, Kim Pan-seok felt as if he was denying countless years.

Therefore.

“Let’s go all the way. Dark Field.”

Kim Pan-seok revealed his full power.

The world was dyed in darkness.

As reality and space were separated, the Dark Gate opened, and numerous spirits and S-rank spirits pierced through the space and emerged.

[Kill.]

It was Zahar and Goth.

Three Rank S revenants – powerful undead warriors – rushed at him, moving very fast.

Julian watched, a small smile playing on his lips. He wasn’t worried at all. He had all the time in the world.

One of the revenants, Zahar, spoke, his voice raspy. “So, you’re the one the Absolute Being has been watching. But this power you have will not be enough to defeat me.”

Boom!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The ground shook as Julian and the revenants collided. Sparks flew from their weapons as they fought.

Zahar moved like a shadow, his blade flashing as he attacked. Goth swung his heavy iron mace in a wide arc, aiming to crush Julian. At the same time, Elan moved quickly behind Julian, ready to strike from the back. They attacked together perfectly.

Kim Pan-seok thought fast. He used all of their powers as much as possible. But Julian’s power was from the Absolute Being. It was beyond anything normal.

Whoosh!

Bright magic exploded around Julian, like a storm of fire. He saw every attack coming, even the fast and tricky ones.

Whack!

First, Zahar.

Julian struck first.

Zahar tried to attack, but it was too late.

Flash!

Crack!

Julian’s scythe, the Death Scythe, cut through the air, and Zahar’s head was cut off.

Zahar’s body twisted, trying to block. But Julian’s scythe, the Death Scythe, cut cleanly through. Zahar’s head was off.

At the same time, sharp black thorns burst out from Julian’s body, like dark flowers blooming in a deadly way. They stabbed into Goth and Elan. Julian didn’t stop. He moved like lightning, his scythe cutting across Goth’s chest.

Thud.

No blood came out.

They were revenants, not living beings.

Even with a deep cut in his chest, Goth kept fighting. Zahar’s head was already growing back, dark magic swirling around him like smoke.

Zahar, Goth, and Elan were strong, powerful enemies. But Julian was stronger. He moved through their attacks like they were nothing.

More and more revenants, Rank S and others, attacked Julian. But he just swung his huge scythe, destroying every enemy in front of him.

“Hee hee hee!”

A rush of excitement went through Julian.

*This power!* He was destroying them all.

*This* was why he followed the Absolute Being. Before the Great Cataclysm – a terrible war that destroyed the world – he was nobody, just ordinary. But the Absolute Being had made him someone important, someone powerful.

But then, something changed. A cold feeling went through Julian. Suddenly, everything seemed darker. He looked around, but he couldn’t see Kim Pan-seok. Where was he? Kim Pan-seok should have been helping him from far away, attacking from a distance.

Then, Julian heard a voice. It was Kim Pan-seok. “I’ve been thinking,” Kim Pan-seok said. “What if I fought someone really, really strong, someone like Emperor Roman Dmitry? Normal ways wouldn’t work. Just getting better slowly, like I used to, wouldn’t be enough for someone that amazing.”

Rumble.

Julian looked up. Kim Pan-seok was in the sky!

But something was wrong.

Below Kim Pan-seok, on the ground, Julian saw a figure shaking. Magic was flowing from this figure *towards* Kim Pan-seok.

“‘So, I made a plan,’ Kim Pan-seok continued. ‘Instead of making myself stronger in the usual way, I would take power from somewhere else. The revenants I collected in the Dark Gate aren’t just for fighting. They are like extra magic for when I really need it. You might know this one. The Necromancer Neffier. The most evil person who scared everyone long ago. People say he vanished ten years ago.”

Neffier was a Rank S revenant. Kim Pan-seok had four revenants in total. One of them, Neffier, hadn’t fought before. Neffier wasn’t just any revenant. He was special, chosen for something.

Neffier had a special skill called ‘Altar.’ Kim Pan-seok used this skill and became like the ‘altar’ itself. Then, everything offered to the altar gave power to Kim Pan-seok. Many revenants fell to the ground, weak. Even Elan and Goth shook and seemed to dry up, like old mummies.

“‘This skill destroys revenants,’ Kim Pan-seok explained. ‘But it also lets me bring back the power I had in my past.’ Flash! Rumble. Kim Pan-seok’s eyes shone brightly. Dark magic rushed out of him, making him look like a dark god. ‘I lost two Rank S revenants because of you,’ he said, his voice cold. ‘Now, you die. Dark Punishment!'”

Suddenly, everything exploded. Wham! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Darkness swallowed the world, even darker than before.

Then, the darkness was gone. Julian was lying on the ground, unable to move. He had fought as hard as he could, even after a huge hit. But Kim Pan-seok was just too strong.

“Gck, grck.”

Blood came out of Julian’s mouth. He coughed, and his throat felt full of liquid. *This can’t be happening.* The Absolute Being had told him that with this power, no human could beat him. That’s why he was sure he could fight Roman Dmitry. Even if Roman Dmitry was a monster who had beaten SS-rank monsters, Julian thought he could win, because the Absolute Being was protecting him.

But he had lost. Not to Roman Dmitry, but to Kim Pan-seok. The Dark Field had hidden everything from the Absolute Being. Julian felt a sense of confusion from the Absolute Being, looking down at him on the ground. *Absolute Being…!* But nothing happened. No help came. Even the Absolute Beings had rules, it seemed. Julian felt the Absolute Being didn’t care anymore. He spoke, his face tight with pain.

“Y-you… grck, you won,” Julian choked out. “I-I give up. Call Roman Dmitry. Please. I need to talk to him… one last thing.”

His voice was weak and desperate. He knew what Roman Dmitry wanted – to see who was stronger in spirit. Now that they had won, Roman Dmitry should come. Talking wouldn’t hurt anyone. Even though it was humiliating, Julian had to do this. His job wasn’t to fight Roman Dmitry, just to talk to him. He had to get Roman Dmitry here, somehow, to maybe survive.

Kim Pan-seok looked tired. The ‘Altar Skill’ had used up all his energy. It was his last option, and now he would pay for it. But he had to do one more thing. He walked closer to Julian. He held out his hand, and magic started to form in his palm. Whoosh.

“Why do you think we would learn anything by talking to you?” Kim Pan-seok smiled coldly. *Stupid idea.* They knew Roman Dmitry was not someone to negotiate with. “W-what’s that… Ack!” Julian gasped. “That’s just what you think,” Kim Pan-seok said. Stab! He pushed something into Julian’s neck. It was a magic dagger. Julian looked up at Kim Pan-seok, eyes wide with shock. *Unbelievable.* Why? Why wouldn’t they talk? To understand the Absolute Being? To try to make a deal? Talking was not a bad idea! But then… “So, die,” Kim Pan-seok said again, his voice flat. Squelch. He pushed the dagger harder. Blood sprayed out, hitting Kim Pan-seok.