Ending Salvation [Joongdok]

5. Warmth & Manipulation

"What kind of creatures are those-?" An incarnation shuttered out. Everyone's attention was drawn to the marching Onis.

Onis was marching forward at the same time, not bearing a gaze towards incarnations around them. Each of them was holding a baseball bat that resembled a weapon, with a thick heavy end tapering to a slender handle with a pommel.

Kanabo, made of heavy wood or entirely of iron, with iron spikes or studs on one end. The ends of wooden clubs could be sheathed in iron on one or both sides.

"The Demon King?" Incarnations began to wonder why a demon king, or more likely a villain, was not attacking them with his huge army.

Kim Dokja was either not on the ground or was taking advantage of his demon Kim modifier to make it easier to march with an army of Oni. He was rather flying as fast as he could.

The place was likely darker than it had been in the previous days, and the cause would be the disaster caused by a demon king. The buildings were set on fire, illuminating the bright moon even more. Incarnations were attempting to escape for their lives, looking for a safe haven.

[An unnamed constellation questions your plans for this particular scenario]

[An unnamed constellation wonders if Demon King will win or lose his one and only chance to unleash his full power.]

"Shut up," Kim Dokja hissed, irritated by the blue screen that flashed in front of his eyes every second.

His peered gaze was drawn to a pale-skinned, black-haired woman wearing a simple button-up shirt and blue jeans that smoothly wrapped around her legs. She was clutching a sword encased in "judge fire" energy.

At the same time, she was staring firmly at Kim Dokja, waiting for him to make the first move.

He decided to give a smug grin.

"March forward"

[Level 44 of invisibility has been activated]

Onis vanished into thin air like a bolt from the blue. The area was shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see and notice anyone's movement and completely blackening the area.

"Oh hello there," Kim Dokja said, waving his hand at the girl who was looking straight at him.

"Enough with the greetings; let's get this over with." She drew blood from Kim Dokja's neck with the tip of her sword.

"My name is Jung Heewon, and I'm not someone who can be easily mocked by a lowly demon like you."

[The exclusive Demon Slaying Lvl.??? skill has been activated]

Jung Heewon's eyes were scarlet with blood as the sword of Judgment glided through the air, accurately aiming for one of Kim Dokja's shoulders.

As Kim Dokja's right arm flew through the air and landed on the ground, there was no way to evade the sword. Kim Dokja squirmed in anguish as blood began to gush forth indefinitely.

[Nice try]

Kim Dokja let out a dry snicker as he utilized his actual Demon King voice, causing all incarnations around them to fall to their knees in dread.

Jung Heewon, on the other hand, resisted the urge to kneel and display even a hint of dread.

[The recovery skill lvl.44 of the Demon King has been activated]

Kim Dokja's severed arm flew up with demonic force, and the damage was healed with magical power. He lazily stretched his arms, taking his time to feel his arm muscles.

Jung Heewon seized the opportunity and dashed towards him. She swung her scarlet energy-encased blade in front of Kim Dokja's face, aiming for his head. Kim Dokja took a little step to the right, and the blade was only a hair's breadth away from his face.