The Shadowed Legacy of the Soulless Messenger [EN]: Chapter 213

The earthquake struck the entire area of Butuma, once called the golden city.

A terrible disaster unfolded as city walls collapsed, buildings were destroyed, and roads cracked. This destructive power, which thoroughly ravaged the golden city, emanated from the Butuma Royal Palace, where the sacred throne of Yaegas was located.

And evil also surged forth. It wasn’t just a natural disaster; a wicked force was tearing the city apart.

This chaos brought a lull to the battle. The ground cracked, separating the agents of the Elder Council faction from the forces of the Arael clan.

“Azadin!”

Arael called out to Azadin.

“You have to chase after Hatir! Azadin! Go quickly! And take this!”

As Arael drew a sigil in the air with her hand, copies of the Divine King’s Scripture, shining pure white, appeared from her body and flew towards Azadin.

The copies gathered in the air and transformed back into a single mass of light. It was the core of the Divine King’s Scripture, created by Arael based on the original to purify the throne of Butuma.

As Azadin accepted it, the copies of the Divine King’s Scripture were naturally drawn into his body.

“This is….”

“You have to purify the throne with that! Go quickly!”

“……”

“Go now, you bastard!”

Indim of the Moon cursed and cleared a path for Azadin.

‘What about Midiam?’

Azadin looked for Midiam as he ran.

To Azadin, Midiam was nothing more than a spoiled young lady from a noble family. She was annoying and bothersome.

However, life is full of surprises. That girl, who was initially just an annoying child, echoed the very words Azadin had spoken when he lost his faith.

She restored his faith when Azadin couldn’t believe in himself, making her an invaluable person. No matter how chaotic things became, he had to ensure Midiam’s safety.

With that thought, he scanned the chaotic battlefield and found Ismael.

Ismael was holding the unconscious Midiam from behind and silently told Azadin.

‘Go.’

Azadin nodded, seeing his lip movement.

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Unspeakable horrors roamed in front of the Butuma Royal Palace.

As the Nether realm [a dark, supernatural realm] and reality merged, terrible things happened. The realm of the being the Nagas were trying to summon, the King of Storms, merged with reality, turning the surroundings into a place that was both land and water.

Things that had not yet fully entered the real dimension swam through the air.

From schools of sharks to whirlpools that formed in various places, creating gusts of wind in the mortal world.

Azadin avoided these anomalies and headed towards the royal palace.

The Aragasa were waiting for Azadin at the royal palace.

“Azadin of Muan! Just like your father, are you going to destroy the clan’s aspirations?!”

“If this is what you call aspirations, I’ll gladly destroy them!”

“You bastard!”

Arrows flew. Azadin held the Blue Executioner briefly like a tonfa in his right hand and levitated Grimslaw’s club in his left, swinging both hands widely.

Blue light emanated from the Blue Executioner, and amber light from Grimslaw’s club, forming a barrier of light in front of Azadin, deflecting the incoming arrows.

Azadin had dozens of copies of the Divine King’s Scripture, and over a hundred including those Arael had collected. The magical power within his body was so immense that simply swinging his arm released tremendous magic.

“You!”

“I don’t have time to kill you, so if you don’t want to die, get out of my way!”

“Don’t make me laugh! You think you can?!”

A messenger belonging to the Five Great Clans ignored Azadin’s warning and charged.

-Flower, Bird, Wind, Moon, Continuous Series!

The messenger, who had jumped in while firing magic bullets in succession, swung his long sword towards Azadin’s temple.

However, Azadin made Grimslaw’s club spin in the air like a mockery, using it as a barrier to block the continuous series, and then thrust his bare fist. The shockwave, striking the air, shot out and hit the messenger’s torso.

At that moment, a terrible sound echoed as if lightning had struck a dry tree.

-Crack!

With a roar, the person was literally split apart.

“……”

Even Azadin hadn’t expected that result.

He had intended to subdue him without killing him, but the power was unexpectedly too strong.

Despite this gruesome outcome, other Aragasa charged.

“Please! Get out of my way!”

Their skills were too outstanding to avoid and pass by.

It was understandable. They were the ones Hatir had placed to guard the royal palace. Elite messengers, whom even Azadin would have had a hard time facing under normal circumstances.

However, Azadin’s body was now filled with the power of the Divine King’s Scripture. As Azadin reflexively swung the Blue Executioner, a blue sword light cut through the air, and everything in its path was split apart.

The lower half of a body, having lost its upper half, ran forward before collapsing.

“Hah.”

The Aragasa couldn’t comprehend what had just happened before their eyes.

That the highest-ranking messengers, who had become members of the Five Great Clans, couldn’t even last a single move against Azadin, who was called the worst half-wit of the clan.

Was that really human power? The horrific sight broke their will to fight.

“Get out of my way. Please.”

Azadin’s expression wasn’t bright either, even though he had killed them.

Even though they were people who had despised Azadin, they were still of the same clan. He didn’t want to harm them if possible, but they were too skilled to ignore, and touching them meant death.

So, Azadin tried to persuade them, but the moment he opened his mouth, the sticky smell of blood filled his mouth. Fresh blood gushed from Azadin’s nose and mouth.

The power of the Divine King’s Scripture was filling him, which was good, but Azadin’s body couldn’t withstand that power.

“That guy is at his limit too!”

“He monopolized the Divine King’s Scripture! He doesn’t know his place!”

“He won’t be able to hold out!”

Seeing that, the Aragasa began to misinterpret the reason why Azadin was telling them to get out of his way.

“You fools!”

Azadin, enraged by his clan members blocking his path, gripped the Blue Executioner again.

A fierce battle began.

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“Haa… haa….”

Azadin tried to catch his ragged breath. His nose was still bleeding, making it hard to breathe through it.

Blood flowed from his mouth through the mucous membranes, like uncontrollable saliva. His whole body felt like it was falling apart.

Azadin pulled out the arrows that were stuck in his body and threw them away.

Green magic enveloped Azadin’s body, healing his wounds. The magic that Shati had cast before leaving was regenerating Azadin’s body.

However, even that magic couldn’t erase the pain of his body. No, what was worse than the physical pain was the pain in his heart.

‘The Aragasa are finished.’

Azadin looked at the corpses of his clan members scattered around him.

He had killed them. The clan’s talents, key figures, talented and loyal servants. He had killed every clan member who had blocked his path.

His body felt as heavy as gold, and his heart was even heavier.

‘Is this… something that has to be done?’

The accusations of the clan members who had been killed while trying to stop Azadin echoed in his ears.

Traitor, rebel, the clan’s disaster, a cursed one.

All of it was true.

Was it something that had to be carried out even if it meant killing his clan members?

If Azadin had had a little more influence within the clan, could he have faced a different outcome than this?

‘But… if I don’t stop it now….’

Azadin entered the throne room where the Golden King Manja-Zadek had resided.

Hatir was sitting on the quartz throne, and in front of him… Aldis was waiting for Azadin, holding a long spear.

“……”

Azadin wasn’t surprised. He had a feeling this would happen.

If Hatir had left the throne and appeared, then Aldis would have been managing things in the meantime.

Although there were many talented people in the clan, there weren’t many who possessed magical abilities comparable to a Divine King.

Aldis, Arael, and Hatir were the only three, so it was quite predictable that Aldis would be here.

“Azadin.”

Unlike the composed Azadin, Aldis looked surprised.

“What have you done!? Azadin! Don’t tell me….”

Aldis was shocked as she saw the countless corpses beyond the throne room that Azadin had opened and entered. She was shocked by the sight of the intruder who had massacred the clan and entered.

“You killed all these people, your own clan members?”

“Yes.”

“Wh, why?”

“Because I had to stop the summoning of the Nether’s envoy.”

Azadin took a step forward, panting. The surprised Aldis took a step back.

“Why the clan?”

“I didn’t want to kill them either. But they risked their lives to stop me… no, before that, Aldis. Did you agree with this?”

As Azadin questioned Aldis, Hatir, who had been silent until now, spoke.

“There’s nothing more to say, Aldis! The magic book that guy has is an evil magic book that will make Arael and Azadin new gods! They killed their clan members to get here because of their own ambitions!”

Hatir said that and ordered Aldis to execute Azadin.

“The Emperor’s magic won’t work on him! Be careful!”

“You should also tell her why it doesn’t work!”

Azadin was furious.

When you think about it, it’s all because of that bastard Hatir. The clan’s leader, who was in a position to lead the clan in the right direction, led the clan down an evil path and created this tragedy.

Why did Kazas love such a thing so much that he was dragged around like this? Why did he weigh himself against such a guy and lean towards that side?

As Azadin exuded hostility towards Hatir, Aldis’s spear cut through the air.

“Stop! Azadin! Put down your weapon immediately!”

“……”

“Please, Azadin. I don’t want to hurt you. But….”

“If we leave it as Leader Hatir wants, the Nether’s envoy will descend upon the world. Aldis! You’re not a fool, so you must know!”

Azadin shouted, literally spitting blood.

“The Emperor’s voice also dismissed all the messengers except me! We have to stop Hatir’s plan! But….”

“It’s the path that everyone in the clan has chosen! To take revenge on and dominate this world! But you alone can’t accept that and bring the dirty magic book that Arael made and claim that you’re right!”

“Azadin.”

Aldis looked at Azadin with a troubled expression.

Azadin had always been saved by that warm and benevolent expression. But now, it was so painful.

“Please, just this once, can’t you turn a blind eye, Azadin? I… I think you’re right. But I also understand the pain and aspirations of the clan. Above all, Father….”

“……”

For Aldis, she couldn’t betray her father, Hatir.

Listening to her words, Azadin’s heart also wavered.

He had come this far, killing his clan members. If he wanted to carry out his will, he had to kill more. He even had to kill Aldis.

Could he do such a thing?

Aldis was his light. Did he have to go down this path even if it meant killing her?

However.

-Kuurururung!

As if urging a decision, another earthquake shook the world.