Damn Reincarnation

it burst, mana spread throughout his entire body.
The distorted Cores became bigger and bigger.

Ignition purposely overloaded the Cores.
Like that, the skill spread the mana throughout the entire body after the explosion.
As the flow of mana got intense, Eugene accelerated his heartbeat — overloading the entire body to adjust to the overheated Cores.

He felt the heat of the blood running through his vein, it was hot.
His pulse accelerated until it felt as if his heart was going to burst.
As he connected his internal energy to the environmental mana, he prepared his entire body for the next explosion.

Putting his hand on his chest, Eugene had grabbed his heart.
Only a couple of seconds had passed after that.

But in those few seconds, Barang’s perception of the child standing in front of him had changed drastically.
Eugene’s mana, which had begun to overload, pressured Barang. Bristling up his fur, he pounced on Eugene.

A Beastfolk’s hand had five fingers, like that of a human.
However, popping out of Barang’s fingertips were not the fingernails of a human, but the claws of a beast.

The beast shot forward.

With bloodshot eyes, Eugene watched Barang approach.
He knew for sure that if he hadn’t used Ignition, he wouldn’t have been able to follow Barang’s movement.
But now he could.

‘Yeah’

When Barang swung his claws right under Eugene’s nose, Eugene made a judgment.

‘I can kill him.’

ㅡBang!

Barang was the one who attacked.

Barang was also the one who flew backward.

He couldn’t understand what had just happened.
How — what had happened? Why was he the one thrown backward? Hadn’t he attacked with his claws?

Twisting his body in the air, Barang fixed his posture.

The claws he had brandished were all shattered.

Squirt! 

The moment Barang looked at his palm, it split open and squirted blood.

“Arf!”

His palm had been sliced; th cut was so deep that his palm was split into two.
Barang roared out of rage, rather than pain.
This kind of wound was nothing to him.
Beastfolk’s body regenerated the injuries in no time.
Like Barang, the Beastfolk who had accepted demonic power could regenerate like a high-rank demonfolk. 

In fact, when Barang landed on the ground, the cut in his palm had regenerated entirely.
However, Barang could not initiate an attack again.
It was because Eugene was nowhere to be seen.

[…Hamel, he is….]

‘An animal,’ answered Eugene.

[Shouldn’t you use the Moonlight Sword?]

‘No.’

The Moonlight Sword stood out too much.
If he had to use it, then he would, but the situation was not dangerous enough for him to use the Moonlight Sword.

‘I can win without it.’

Eugene felt the wind that Wynnyd created.
Usually, he would use this wind to push his body, but he didn’t need to do so now.

Eugene was faster than the wind, so fast that it couldn’t catch up with him.

His body was overloaded, but it was moving better than he had thought it would.
It was much better than he had expected.

‘It is definitely better than my body in my past life.’

It felt as if his arm was going to fall off.
But it just felt that way.
His arms did not actually fall off.

‘Tempest.’

Eugene lifted Wynnyd high in the air.

‘How sturdy is this sword?’

[…Hmm.]

With a low groan, Tempest raised the wind.
A violent wind surrounded the sword.

[It will be able to handle your power without a problem.]

‘Is that so?’

Eugene showed a crooked smile.

‘That's a relief.’

The sword — no, the storm plunged into the ground.

Watching from afar, Kristina had a strong premonition, so she embraced Signard.

Woosh! 

The divine power surged from Kristina as she created a shining shield and protected the elves.

Thuudd!

The forest shook.
The storm crashed into the ground, annihilating everything in its path.
Wind spread from the eye of the storm, swallowing the nearby buildings. 

“Rooaaar!”

In the center of the storm, Barang howled as the wind mutilated his entire body.
He couldn't feel anything in his left arm.
The wind slashing from above had chopped it off.
The attack only cost Barang a left arm because he had managed to twist his body and dodge the attack.

“You son of a bitch!”

As Barang howled, he drew out power.
Dark demonic power wrapped around his entire body.

Barang was strong.
He was one of the most powerful of the beastfolk, whose leader was Jagon, under the command of the Demon King of Destruction.
Barang had snapped Bron’s back with one hand — the back of someone who always bragged about being one of Shimuin’s Twelve Finest.

That was why none of this made sense.
His arm was that sturdy, but it had been chopped off in a single strike.

‘This power—’ 

Barang hadn’t been able to defend against the attack because it had been too sudden.
Eugene was a kid and a human, so Barang had taken him too lightly.
However, Eugene was a Lionheart, the best human warrior family there was.
It was inevitable that he had some cards up his sleeves.

He realized that Eugene wasn't someone to be taken lightly, so from now on, it would be different.
His mutilated left arm? That was also fine. He would regenerate it somehow.

First, Barang planned on taking the kid out, tearing off his limbs, and making him crawl like a bug to the elven sanctuary.
He would then rape the saintess in front of Eugene and kill her. He was also going to kill all the elves, every single one of them, and make Eugene shed tears of blood.

After deciding what to do, Barang swung his arm.
The dark demonic power turned into a giant claw and ripped the storm open.

Eugene was standing outside the storm.
Wrapped up in the demonic power, Barang lunged forward Eugene like a dark cannonball.

'He’s nothing compared to Oberon,’ Eugene thought as he took a step forward.

‘Even against Amelia Merwin, he’s nothing..’

Woosh! A clear blue flame rose up from his body and turned into sword force.

‘I can't believe I have to use Ignition to deal with this lowly bastard.’

As Barang ferociously charged toward him, Eugene sighed as he pitied himself.

'Even though I’m running, it's far,' Barang suddenly thought.

It was a dozen meters at most.
He could get closer in a single leap.
And yet… he felt as if he wasn’t getting any closer.
He felt a gap between Eugene and him.

Barang didn’t want to admit that.
It wasn’t that the distance was actually real — he just felt that way.
The gap between the kid and him was so wide that Eugene felt miles away from Barang.

But that couldn’t be true.

‘I have to reach him…’

No, Barang shouldn’t — his instinct’s warning filled his head.

‘That can’t be possible,’ Barang denied his instinct.

He would die if he stepped any further.

‘No way,’ he denied once again.
‘I’m strong.’

Stubbornness prevented Barang from stopping.

‘I am…’

He held out his hand, and the demonic power dissipated.
His claws cracked, shattered, and disappeared.
His fingers and hands were cut into dozens, hundreds of pieces, and scattered in the air.
With eyes wide open, he watched his own body getting shredded.
For Barang, everything was awfully slow and cruelly vivid.

Barang came to a halt.

He had no choice but to stop.

Vomiting blood, Barang hung his head.
His body was sliced open, and blood and organs were falling out.

He had reached out with his arm…but failed to complete the attack.
Well, maybe his arm had served a purpose, as a shield.
If it hadn’t, that terrifying attack from above would have completely shredded his entire body to pieces.

“…You….”

Shuddering, Barang spoke.
He was no longer able to stand, and he simply collapsed.

“Who…who…are…you?”

Barang saw Eugene wrapped up in a blue and white flame.
Eugene wore the flame like a lion’s mane.
In Barang’s eyes, Eugene wasn’t human. 

“You know who I am.”

Eugene’s tired eyes made him frown, but his voice was calm and composed.

“I’m Eugene Lionheart.”