CHAPTER 748

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Swoosh-!

Murakan extended his fist with all his strength towards the evil god.

The impact of the fist colliding with the sword created a massive shockwave that engulfed the three individuals in a swirling chaos.

Unlike Jin or the Plutonian Tribe, Murakan didn't possess complete immunity to chaos.

However, due to the overwhelming power of his own body, it was nearly impossible to infect him with a mere blow.

Although not fully recovered, he was closer to his prime compared to the first attack on garden of swords.

The evil god retreated first. Evil god formed clusters in both hands and fired them at Murakan while retreating.

"Hahaha, back then, time was against me! Are you afraid of me? Ah, well. You're quite sharp, I must admit!"

After saying that, Murakan quickly whispered to Jin again.

'Kid, the truth is I don't have much time this time either. You know that, right?'

'Miss Misha said that would be the case.'

Currently, Murakan's absence meant the same as Solderet's absence.

If he stayed absent from the "Realm of the Gods" for too long, the order of the world related to shadows would collapse in an instant.

'But if I can buy you some time to recover and then leave, I think you can handle it on your own. You've already been quite injured. You've done well to bring it to this point.'

Solderet's divine power was now embedded in Murakan.

As a result, there were things visible to him that mortal eyes couldn't perceive.

As long as Jin's body remained intact, the current state of the evil god was manageable by Jin alone.

'It was done by sister Vahn, not me. Just protect me for about a minute for now.'

'Understood.'

Whoa...!

Murakan transformed into his true form, spreading his wings.

The evil god, with heightened venom, swung its sword at Murakan.

A fierce battle was unfolding outside as well.

Padler showed no signs of falling behind against Bale this time, and the newly arrived Army of Chaos was too massive in scale.

Above all, the issue was the mental attacks through chaos and the number of Black Knights.

The allies began to suspect that the evil god had resurrected all the previous Black Knights of Runcandel.

The four former patriarchs were effectively commanding all those Black Knights.

However, Jin and Murakan couldn't afford to focus on the outside.

Jin took out a gem that looked like a round ruby from his pocket.

It resembled the Wavelength Tracking Synchronization Device, but it was a completely different object with a different purpose and name.

Numerus's blood.

It was a gift received in advance from Zipfel in preparation for the final battle.

Although Jin was neither critically injured nor on the brink of death, he didn't hesitate to put the blood in his mouth and chew on it.

He used it solely to recover his stamina and fight the evil god in his full state again.

It was a fight worth it, whether it was blood or even tears.

Woosh!

As the divine blood filled his mouth, Jin felt a sudden surge of vitality vanishing. Life returned to his eyes, and his heart pumped blood rapidly throughout his body.

His muscles tensed as if they would explode at any moment, and his senses became incredibly sharp.

The darkened illuminating heart gradually regained its original radiance.

Exactly one minute later, Jin was able to hold the sword again in a more perfect state than ever before.

Aura enveloped Jin's body, forming a dazzling protective shield. Then, mana surged and spread in all directions, and the shadow force wrapped around Bradamante.

Through the expanded mana like a curtain, a summoning circle was being opened.

[Gaaaah!]

The territory of the evil god, the dead world called the Castle of Evil god, had already been completely shattered and turned into parts of Ram's body, allowing Tess to be summoned once again.

"Oh, what a surprise! At least give a warning when you're bringing this gentleman along!"

As Tess breathed fire, the shadow force and aura were added accordingly.

Flame of hell.

And eternal flame.

The two fires symbolizing Runcandel's Magic Sword were pushing back the chaos, creating a surge of energy.

Murakan couldn't combine flame of hell with the shadowless spear like Misha, but he simply added immense shadow force to strengthen the flame of hell.

What was piercing through the evil god right now was not just a sword.

It was the will of fire that had continued for a thousand years in the history of Runcandel. Jin clenched the sword that pierced the chest of the evil god and twisted it.

[Guhhh!]

"My clan, my home, my deceased brothers, countless innocent lives! They perished and were destroyed by your hands!"

Unbeknownst to himself, Jin was screaming.

"The strongest Runcandel in history? The clan that is not threatened by anything? What you were trying to do is something even the demigods, Temar and my father, couldn't accomplish. Look at the result of your reckless actions! The Garden of Swords is destroyed, the knights, the clan...!"

[Shut up! If the clan was so precious to you, you should have never left this place even once. Chiron too! My decision was not wrong!]

"Die!"

What drove Jin insane was the realization that even if he killed the evil god, the things that were already broken could never return.

He couldn't fight with composure anymore.

It didn't matter. Now he was convinced that he could tear the evil god into a thousand pieces, ten thousand pieces.

But even if he did that, this fury wouldn't be relieved.

The pain of the people who died under the influence of the evil god, the suffering of those who were left behind, would never disappear.

Slash!

Jin pulled out the embedded sword horizontally.

The evil god immediately regenerated, showing its absorption of Eternal Flame as before.

With a malicious gaze, Jin drove the blade into the same spot once again, twisting and slashing.

When the evil god tried to dodge, Murakan forced her movement.

Both Jin and Murakan's bodies began to accumulate wounds one by one.

Blood, shadow force, and chaos intermingled, staining the air.

While flame of hell was being maintained without a break, the decisive killing moves and secret techniques of Runcandel clashed incessantly.

Meteor showers and black meteor showers fell simultaneously, while sword waves and black sword waves flew at neck-breaking speed, obscuring the sight.

Falling petals and Falling petals, Black Cross and Annular eclipse, Heaven shatter and Heaven Shatter...

The sword techniques that could shatter even the bodies of powerful warriors and the gods were assaulting those who were once formidable. They stabbed and slashed at each other.

Breathing became rapid, and throats kept convulsing, sending forth spurts of blood.

For over thirty minutes of intense battle, the evil god lost its physical form over twenty times.

Even if the neck was severed, the torso split in half, reduced to pieces, or even completely incinerated, it continuously regenerated.

Could the clan be so stubbornly rebuilt and resurrected?

Can this clan called Runcandel, with only a few people left, be revived after this fight is over...?

Sometimes, when such doubts arose, tears would gather in Jin's eyes.

He would definitely make it so, but now more than ever, he longed for the landscapes he could never see again.

The Garden of Blades, which was dark and cold, where he had no place to stand in his previous life.

The cold and indifferent people who confronted him in his previous life. The cruel family from which he had no choice but to leave.

Even those painful memories became so nostalgic that they felt like rotting his heart away.

If someone were to take away his privilege of regression and restore Runcandel to that time, even if it meant he would be exiled and silently meet his demise without ever encountering Valeria, if he had the choice, Jin would definitely nod his head.

"Such a thing won't happen, because I will never be given such an opportunity. I have to kill you and bear the heavy duty... the duty of Runcandel. The duty to restore Runcandel as a towering presence in this world."

Jin swung his sword, uttering incomprehensible soliloquies to the evil god and Murakan.

His body, restored by Numerus's blood, felt heavy as if it sank into water once again.

The evil god's regeneration was also delayed, and her body did not form as quickly.

No one in this world.

There would be no one who would want to kill their own mother.

No one would want to be a child of such a mother, and no one would want to be destined to save the world from such a mother.

Jin was no different. He had never desired such a future.

He fought against it, just because it was the inevitable point of convergence of an inescapable fate.

He surpassed it.

"Ahhhh!"

Jin swung Bradamante while letting out a scream.

Flame of hell disappeared, and Tess returned to the fire dimension.

Murakan was still present, using his entire body to block the chaos and prevent Jin from getting hurt.

Slash!

The black blade, wrapped in shadow force, slashed across the evil god's chest.

And for the first time, instead of chaos, the evil god spewed out watery blood. It was as if it spat out fresh blood like a human.

The Eternal Flame, which had been continuously absorbed, left a hazy blue ember on the evil god's chest for the first time.

The evil god clenched onto that flame.

[Sshh, gasp...!]

The evil god exhaled short, panting breaths mixed with the rustling sound.

Her trembling horns and wings gradually melted away.

The horns that wrapped around her body fell to the ground like tattered scales.

Finally, the Eternal Flame burning in her chest began to dispel the chaos.

As time passed, the evil god's appearance became increasingly reminiscent of her human form.

Jin did not suppress his complicated emotions as he aimed his sword without hesitation.

And he had a gut feeling.

This fight would ultimately end with Jin fighting the evil god alone, without Vahn, Murakan, or any other companions.

[Kid, are you okay?]

As Jin nodded, the turbulent storm of chaos surrounding the three of them continued to surge.

The storm instantly engulfed the three of them.

[A final struggle, huh? If you use chaos of this magnitude in your current state, there won't be anything left. I still have some time left, so I'll break through first and finish it once the chaos subsides…]

"No, Murakan. You go first."

[What? Why?]

"The outer battlefield is being pushed back. Go and help. Besides, this chaos can't harm me anyway."

Murakan was about to say something but then shrugged his wings when he saw Jin reach into the storm of chaos. Unlike before, the storm of chaos really didn't harm Jin at all.

"It's a final one-on-one. I'll win as always, so go and save at least one more person. You are the guardian deity of Runcandel, after all. You should fulfill that role."

Saying so, Jin gradually stepped toward the evil god.

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