Blood Demon of the Past Life – Chapter 199

Chapter 199: Revolution （1）

Ku-ru-ru-ru-ru-reung.

Beyond the dark clouds.

Meteors that filled the sky began to fall.

It was a spectacle that made the existence of humans seem endlessly small, and Roland Gross, the commander of the wall who was blankly looking up at the sky, hurriedly shouted.

“Form the barrier right now━!”

“Form the barrier━!”

“Form the barrier━!”

His subordinate soldiers quickly relayed the order.

At the same time as the wall was engulfed in bright light and the Protect magic circle was activated, the mages and priests gathered their strength.

“Shield!”

“Shield!”

“Bless!”

“Bless!”

Shields were used layer upon layer.

A huge barrier surrounded the entire wall, and people watched the series of events while gulping. It was the fear of magic. An irresistible force that could not be dealt with by simple physical force. They prayed that the barrier would hold up, but the moment a small meteorite collided with the barrier, a tremendous explosion occurred.

Kwaang━!

“Ugh!”

“Hold your positions━!”

People lost their balance.

With just one collision, the shields were shattered, and as if to prove that it was just the beginning, meteors continued to fall.

Kwaang!

Kwang, Kwang, Kwang!

The sky turned black.

It wasn’t because of the dark clouds, but because that many meteors filled the view.

It was a disaster.

The defense system of the Cuxhaven Wall, which the European Union had painstakingly prepared, was shown to be collapsing helplessly. Shields broke, broke, and broke again. Watching the shields getting thinner and thinner was terrifying, and even Roland Gross, an S-rank Hunter called “Professor” in Europe, felt like his mind had stopped working.

“D*mn it. Prepare for close combat… Keuk.”

Kwa-ru-ru-ru-reung.

A tremendous collision occurred.

The sight that Roland Gross, who had lost his balance on the shaking wall, was most worried about unfolded before his eyes.

“Ah.”

“The wall has been breached!”

Beyond the collapsed shields.

The debris of the wall revealed the space.

It was much earlier than expected.

And.

Thump.

“Let’s get into the main game now.”

Samuel Pahlsson.

That monster revealed itself through the collapsed debris.

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It was a classic strategy.

Break through the defense system with magic.

And push in the troops.

However, the presence of Samuel Pahlsson at the forefront gave an intense feeling that could not be stopped even if you knew it was coming.

Whi-ri-ri-ri-lik.

Kwa-jik!

“Kugh!”

The hand axe swung with his right hand caused an intense bursting sound.

The Allied forces blocking him were also A-rank Hunters, but they were reduced to screaming without even being able to exchange a few blows. Samuel Pahlsson’s movements didn’t stop there. He pushed forward, tearing the opponent’s body apart while his hand axe was embedded in their shoulder, and with the other hand axe he was holding, he split the heads of those who were trying to exploit the gap.

Puck.

Puck, Puck━!

Blood splattered.

His shaved head was soaked in blood, but his white teeth showed a bright smile in contrast.

“Khahahaha, try and stop me!”

Samuel Pahlsson.

The man called Revolution’s Berserker.

His presence swelled terrifyingly.

Unable to stop Samuel alone, a space opened, and behind it, Revolution’s troops could be seen pouring in.

“No more━!”

Kwaang━!

Someone flew in quickly.

Samuel Pahlsson pulled out the hand axe embedded in his body with a crack and easily blocked the follow-up attack after the surprise attack. His opponent was Roland Gross. The commander in charge of the system here, but himself an expert who reached S-rank. Befitting his reputation as “Professor,” he launched a series of orthodox sword techniques. Samuel Pahlsson’s lips curled up at the fast and powerful chain of attacks that accurately targeted visible gaps.

“Not bad.”

“Electric Shock.”

Ppa-ji-ji-jik.

Kwaang, Kwa-ru-ru-ru-reung.

An intense collision occurred.

Amidst the overflowing electricity, “Professor” jumped out again and aimed for his opponent’s head.

‘Samuel Pahlsson. If we can just take down this guy, we have a chance.’

The Cuxhaven Wall here.

Including Roland Gross, there were a total of three S-ranks.

Simply by rank distinction, it seemed advantageous, but it was unknown whether the remaining two could stop Troy Baker, who was causing the meteor shower. Therefore, it was necessary to somehow deal with Samuel Pahlsson first. For that reason, he took an unusually aggressive approach, and that created a variable.

Tung.

Right in front.

Samuel Pahlsson appeared through the electric shock.

He didn’t dodge.

Even though the overflowing electricity was tearing his body apart, he reached right in front of his opponent with a crazed laugh.

“Khahahaha, Frenzied Strike!”

Kwa-deu-deu-deu-deuk.

A wave of blood surged in.

It was a surprise attack, and it was powerful.

By the time Roland Gross hurriedly blocked it with his sword, the blade was broken, and his chest was torn open.

Kwa-deu-deu-deuk.

“Kugh━!”

His eyes shook.

He gritted his teeth.

It was fatal.

While stepping back, he didn’t take his eyes off his opponent and managed to block Samuel Pahlsson’s relentless attacks. But the momentum had already shifted. The fact that he couldn’t fight as usual because of his impatience. And the fact that his opponent was bolder than expected. The two factors intertwined, putting the European powerhouse, called “Professor,” into a corner in an instant.

Tung.

His body swayed.

It’s over.

“Die!”

Looking at the axe that was about to strike down right in front of him, Roland Gross tried to use a method of mutual destruction.

But at that moment.

“Trial’s Shield.”

Hook━

Kwaang━!

A silhouette that suddenly appeared blocked Samuel Pahlsson’s attack right in front of him.

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Whi-ri-ri-lik.

Tak.

The hand axe was caught in his hand.

Samuel Pahlsson, with a distorted expression, checked the person who was blocking him.

“It’s you, the guy who saved Korea.”

He recognized him at once.

It wasn’t that he had any connection with Kang San, but everyone who knew the clues to their past lives, including Roman Bednar, remembered Kang San’s name and watched his movements.

Roland Gross was the same.

“…How did you get here?”

“Are you Roland Gross?”

“That’s right.”

“The Allied forces are teleporting the elites in order right now. I’ll block him, so reorganize your ranks.”

Kang San held his shield close to his body.

The opponent’s momentum was not to be underestimated.

Samuel Pahlsson laughed and started walking towards Kang San again.

“Good. I was really curious about you.”

Ta-at━

Kwa-ru-ru-ru-ru-reung.

He kicked the ground.

He used a skill that swept through space and appeared in front of Kang San in an instant.

Kang San’s eyes caught Samuel Pahlsson’s movements.

To be precise, his intentions, overflowing with murderous intent, were too obvious.

Kwaang━!

He blocked the attack.

The subsequent attacks also failed to achieve their intended purpose.

Kwang, Kwang, Kwang!

Samuel Pahlsson’s expression became distorted.

The ghosts, accustomed to battle, knew instinctively.

Whether the attack worked or not.

It felt like attacking a solid iron fortress, but he didn’t slow down his fierce momentum.

“Let’s see how long you can hold out.”

Whi-ri-ri-lik.

Kwaang!

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

He pushed forward, alternating his hand axes.

This time.

Revolution had also risked everything.

More than ten years ago.

Back then, Samuel Pahlsson, who was an ordinary Hunter, not part of Revolution, met Troy Baker, who spouted nonsense about past life connections. The truth he told was shocking. In the world where the two lived, they were comrades and the hope of humanity that fought to the end. In a world that eventually perished, Troy Baker said that if there was a chance for rebirth, he would definitely create a new future with him.

Fragments of memories.

He believed Troy Baker.

Connections, family, that he couldn’t remember on his own.

Just thinking about them brought tears to his eyes, and to him, who had lived alone in the world as an orphan, those connections were too desperate and precious. That’s how Revolution was born. The occasional flashes of memory made him yearn for his past life even more, so he hoped for a chance of revival, even if it meant destroying humanity.

His past life.

To regain it.

Kang San was pushed back by his powerful attack, which was determined to give up his life.

‘He’s strong━!’

There was no comparison in Korea.

Lee Han-seong?

He was stronger than that.

He launched a fiercer attack than Saito Shusuke or other S-ranks, and Kang San knew that if he couldn’t stop Samuel Pahlsson, the inside would collapse. Kang San read madness in his opponent’s eyes. What kind of story the opponent had, why he was doing this. He didn’t know for sure. But to Kang San, who didn’t yearn for rebirth, the destruction of this world that Samuel Pahlsson and Revolution wanted could not be allowed.

Tuk.

Ta-dak, Ta-da-dak.

He was pushed back.

He deliberately revealed a weakness.

The opponent’s attack method revealed that he didn’t know him well.

Samuel Pahlsson had only heard rumors, he didn’t know how great Kang San was.

So he lured him.

Murderous intent surging from all directions.

The blatant murderous intent was suitable for Kang San to avoid.

For ordinary people, murderous intent is an unbearable force, but for Kang San, it worked as an advantage.

It was a natural predator.

He waited for the right moment.

And.

Whi-ri-ri-ri-lik.

Samuel Pahlsson dug into the space.

He put his fingers into the hole behind the hand axe and spun it fiercely, and he could see the opponent trying to swing it as it was.

That was the chance.

“Blood Demon Sword Technique, Fourth Style.”

The moment they intertwined.

“Lure Kill━!”

Flash.

Pu-hwak━!

“…!”

He tore apart the opponent’s chest.

A surprise and powerful blow.

The moment the opponent’s gaze, filled with bewilderment, turned towards Kang San, Kang San tried to take his life without hesitation.

But at that moment.

“Dark Flame.”

Kwaang━!

Hwa-ru-ru-ru-reuk!

Flames erupted.

As Kang San quickly reacted and blocked it, he could see someone slowly walking towards them.

“Samuel, don’t let your guard down. He’s not an easy opponent.”

“I apologize.”

At Troy Baker’s words.

Samuel Pahlsson spat out blood.

Kang San’s expression hardened rapidly.

It wasn’t because Troy Baker had joined.

Before coming here.

He had received information from Walter Reimann about who the other S-ranks were, like Roland Gross.

But they were.

‘Could it be that two S-ranks have already been defeated?’

On either side of Troy Baker, with dark, deathly pale faces, they revealed their murderous intent towards Kang San.

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The situation in Cuxhaven.

It was relayed to the Allied forces in real time.

Walter Reimann couldn’t hide his despair when he received the report that the wall had collapsed and Roland Gross was in danger.

“…Is it over?”

It was too fast.

If the wall had lost its function.

Moreover, if even Roland Gross, who was considered a pillar of support, was being pushed back, there was virtually no way to hold on.

The large-scale Links were the problem.

Due to monsters appearing all over Europe, less than 10% of the European Union’s forces could be concentrated in Cuxhaven. It wasn’t a matter of choice. If Revolution occupied Cuxhaven, humanity would face terrible despair, but even so, they couldn’t leave the Links that were slaughtering hundreds of millions of people unattended. Furthermore, since various personal circumstances of people were intertwined, deploying three S-ranks to the wall was already a considerable strain.

Just a week ago.

Since they didn’t know Revolution’s intentions, they were even criticized for deploying meaningless troops to the wall.

“…It’s impossible with only Europe’s forces.”

He made calls.

The US, Russia, China, and so on.

He desperately hoped for help from the major powers that might have some strength left.

But everyone was the same.

Each country had its own circumstances, and there was no place that was safe.

But at that moment.

『I heard that Kang San-nim is there.』

The president of a country, who had contacted him with the feeling of grasping at straws, said with a determined expression.

『I will send reinforcements immediately.』

Lieutenant General Lee Cheol-woo.

No, President Lee Cheol-woo.

“…Are you saying you can really send reinforcements?”

At his words, Walter Reimann looked at the screen with a surprised face.