Damn Reincarnation

ned to bury him alive, but the Dark Power of Destruction surrounding him simply annihilated the wreckage.
Eugene suppressed his nausea and glared at Jagon while raising Wynnyd.

The wind suddenly intensified, and a storm began to build with Eugene at its center.
Moreover, this wasn’t regular wind but rather waves and waves of mana crafted into a storm conducted by the Storm Sword.
With a downward slash of the sword, Eugene directed the full force of the storm toward Jagon.

The blow brought the entire city down, engulfing the demonfolks who had failed to escape, as well as the demonfolks ransacking the city and slaughtering its residents.
Nevertheless, their fate was none of Eugene’s business.
Rather, he was focused on Jagon and only Jagon.

Eugene glared at Jagon as the Beastfolk raised himself within the storm.
All the feathers scattered in the surroundings were capturing Jagon’s minute movements.
The Dark Power of Destruction showed off its presence even while Jagon was caught up in the storm of mana.

Booom!

Jagon stomped his feet, causing the ground to sink and the storm to dissipate.
Then Eugene quickly switched out the Wynnyd for the Holy Sword before diving toward the ground.

Just before Eugene’s sword and Jagon’s claws made contact, a collision of light and Dark Power erupted.
The Holy Sword emitted a powerful light and resisted the Dark Power of Destruction, but despite its efforts, it failed to gain any advantage.
Jagon ’s power, which belonged to the strongest Demon King, was simply too great.

If the Light and the Dark Power were to collide head-on, the Light would be devoured, and the Holy Sword would wither away.
However, Eugene was twisting and turning the blade at just the right moments to deflect Jagon’s blows and chip away at his Dark Power.

Meanwhile, Count Karad was muttering under his breath during his struggle to maintain his footing as the two monsters clashed.

”Monsters, ” he whispered to himself while taking in the sight of the destruction around him.

Hundreds of demonfolks had formed an army to invade the city, but now most of them — as well as the city’s residents numbering several times that of the demonfolks — lay dead.
The majority of them had been caught in the crossfire between the two powerful beings.

The clashing of the two opposing forces was a deadly bane for the demons, leaving them exposed and vulnerable.
The Dark Power of Destruction was indiscriminate in its destruction, mercilessly devouring anything that crossed its path.
On the other hand, the radiant glow emanating from the Holy Sword was a death sentence for the demonfolks, for it had the power to purify and vanquish them.
To survive, the demonfolks had to flee and create as much distance from the two monstrous powers as possible.

‘I’m not being pushed back, but I can’t grab the upper hand either,’ Eugene remarked inwardly.

Eugene had swung the Holy Sword hundreds of times in a short moment.
He had slashed the coat of Dark Power surrounding Jagon multiple times but had never managed to reach the Beastfolk’s fur.
Even the light of the Holy Sword, which typically purged the Dark Power of demons with ease, was ineffective against Jagon.

‘It must be because of the Demon King,’ Eugene surmised.

The Demon King whose power Jagon was using was not just any Demon King but the strongest Demon King.
So, even though the Holy Sword wasn’t lacking in any way, it simply wasn’t powerful enough to blow away the Dark Power of Destruction.

However, the Holy Sword allowed Eugene to hold his own against Jagon.
Simply holding the Holy Sword allowed Eugene’s sanity to be protected against the ominous and insane power of darkness.
Moreover, the light of the Holy Sword repelled the Dark Power and prevented it from eroding Eugene’s mana.

Nevertheless, what Eugene needed wasn’t a protective Light.
He needed destruction in the shape of a sword, an object that annihilated everything it reflected — the Moonlight Sword.

Eugene stepped back from the rampaging malice and placed his hand inside his cloak.
He had never taken out the Moonlight Sword ever since recovering one of its pieces from the mine.
Eugene had judged it to be too dangerous, and if truth be told, he wasn’t confident in having complete control over the Moonlight Sword.
Yes, he could swing it, but once he did, he wasn’t sure he could control the power to specify exactly how much power it would contain and how much it would destroy.

It had been the same in the mine.
When he gathered the fragments together, Eugene had definitely been holding the Moonlight Sword, and he had not been intending to destroy the mine at all.
Rather, he had been trying to keep the situation under control.

Yet, he had failed miserably.
Eugene had done his best to suppress the light, but it had gone out of control, sweeping everything around him and completely destroying the mine.
Fortunately, he had not needed to use the Moonlight Sword during his time in Helmuth, so he had been intending on grasping control over the weapon later, in a safer place.

‘Control?’

Eugene didn’t bother hindering his lips from twitching into a smile.
Rather, he grinned while pulling out the pommel of the Moonlight Sword.
This was an opportunity.
Truth be told, Eugene was curious.
He wondered how powerful the Moonlight Sword had become after it was restored partially.

Three hundred years ago, the Moonlight Sword’s power had not been inferior to the Dark Power of the Demon Kings.

‘I don’t expect the same power from the current form, though.’

Eugene unveiled the sword from its ordinary sheath.
Before recovering a fragment at the mine, the Moonlight Sword had been a sword of light erupting from a small fragment of its blade, but it was different now.
With the addition of the fragment recovered from the mine, the Moonlight Sword’s blade had been restored to about a third of its original form.

The missing piece of the blade had been replaced by pale moonlight.
Before recovering an additional fragment, the light of the Moonlight Sword had rampaged of its own will, but now, it extended straight like a polished blade.

Nonetheless, that was only on the surface.
The outrageous power contained in the sword still craved to run wild, and the hand holding the pommel of the sword throbbed.
An eerie feeling washed over Eugene as he raised the Moonlight Sword to his side.

Gwoooo….

The moonlight flickered.
There was no need to use the Empty Sword or sword-force.
In the first place, it was impossible to imbue such techniques with the Moonlight Sword.

In its essence, the Moonlight Sword was destruction in the form of a sword.
It could not be used with anything else, as it ripped, destroyed, and exterminated everything in its path.
Even Vermouth had failed to utilize any of his techniques with the Moonlight Sword, and in fact, there had been no need to do so.

Simply swinging the Moonlight Sword proved sufficient for Eugene’s situation.
The malicious Dark Power was engulfed by moonlight, and the malicious energy, which destroyed and devoured everything, failed to overcome the moonlight.
Rather, the Dark Power of Destruction seemingly struggled in the moonlight before melting away.

Jagon instinctively leaped back as the Moonlight Sword drew a crescent through the air.
Nothing was left where the wave of crescent had passed through.

‘What is this?’ Jagon felt his hair stand on end.

His lips felt dry, he felt goosebumps rising on his skin, and his heart was thumping rapidly.
He felt confused by the strange emotions that grasped his heart.

Jagon stared at Eugene and the moonlight contained in his hand.
What exactly was the light Eugene held? Was it sword-force? Was it magic? Divine power? No, it was nothing.
That light was nothing, but at the same time, it was a power that destroyed everything.
Jagon instinctively comprehended the nature of the light, and he felt a strange sense of foreboding about it.

Jagon let rip a roar before bursting into the air.
Fleeing with his tail tucked behind his back wasn’t an option, so he attempted to alleviate his fear with a mighty roar.

Rumblee!

Pale moonlight and the Dark Power collided.
Eugene wielded his sword to the best of his ability without using any techniques.
He slashed through the Dark Power that threatened to destroy him and stabbed in what he deemed to be the right directions.
Even though the Moonlight Sword was an absurdly powerful tool, it didn’t mean Eugene could swing it recklessly.
A sword was only good as its user, and it would better reach its target with sophisticated swings.
He swung the sword with precision and care, directing it toward his opponent in calculated movements.

The city — or rather, the world — began to collapse.
This place was no longer the Dragon Demon Castle from before.
The ruins were quickly transformed into an empty wasteland, and the ground was turned upside down.

The Moonlight Sword left nothing but destruction in its wake, obliterating even the ground it passed over as Jagon sprinted tirelessly within its glow.
The castle was slowly being cut down with each powerful slash of the absurd weapon.

The ground was sinking slowly, or so Jagon thought.
He realized that he had been mistaken about that when he leaped high into the sky.
It wasn’t only that the ground beneath the Dragon Demon Castle was being slashed to nothingness; rather, the castle was crashing to the ground beneath.
The castle’s core had been overloaded due to the unceasing waves of destruction.
The Dragon Demon Castle wasn’t plummeting, but it was gradually descending in altitude.

Eugene wasn’t fond of the slow descent.
He wished that the castle would go crashing down on the territory of Karabloom instead.

Then Eugene flashed a wicked grin as he extended his fiery wing, causing Jagon to instinctively retreat with a flinch.
Nevertheless, as Jagon observed the situation, he found that something was different this time.
Every time Eugene unleashed his wing of fire in the past, there had been disastrous consequences.
Yet, as Jagon watched warily now, nothing seemed to be happening.

“What did you do?” asked Jagon.

“I destroyed it,” answered Eugene with a smile.

Booooooom!

The Dragon Demon Castle started to quake, even though Eugene had not swung the Moonlight Sword.
The earthquake divided the land beneath Eugene and Jagon into several pieces, signaling the acceleration of the Dragon Demon Castle’s descent.

Eugene had done a simple thing.
He had left behind a few feathers with Prominence near the core to keep an eye on Raimira.
So, he created black spots with those feathers and shattered the core.
With its control mechanism completely destroyed, the Dragon Demon Castle was now plummeting in earnest.

“Do you want to die together?” asked Jagon, noticing the acceleration in their fall.

“What are you talking about?” said Eugene with a smile.
“You’re going to die before this lump of land crashes below.”