Let’s Block the Ruined Route in Advance Chapter 118

The basement was a trap Urzar had painstakingly woven after his first plan to utilize Felix’s flesh went awry.

 

“A drop. A single drop, and I will use it as a sacrifice for her.”

 

The crimson trickle of blood running down the back of his hand never looked so sweet, until he saw the layered spell circles and panicked.

 

‘Everything is according to plan. I was not wrong.’

 

Urzar smiled with satisfaction.

 

Everything was going well. Until Eileen arrived.

 

‘Can the dead be brought back to life?’

 

It was a question Eileen had harbored ever since she saw the future. The creature that had awakened after Cordelia’s death seemed more like a shapeless mass of energy than a person.

 

‘That can’t be you, Regia.’

 

Felix wrapped a worried hand around Eileen’s hand as she remembered the black monster that exuded an overwhelming sense of foreboding.

 

“Eileen, are you okay?”

 

She nodded. The identity of the creature wasn’t important right now; it was time for them to move quickly.

 

“Ugh!”

 

Eileen stopped, clutching her chest. A sense of foreboding washed over her, a great, sinister aura that resembled the black monster’s irresistible death.

 

The two ran. It wasn’t long before they reached the bottom floor. Ominous glowing magic circles greeted them from all sides.

 

“Urzar!”

 

“Oh, there you are.”

 

Urzar greeted them as calmly as a friend would greet a friend. He dodged Felix’s attack with ease.

 

“You’re impatient, and since you can’t stop already, why don’t we at least talk? Ah, Master, is this the way you’re used to talking?”

 

The dry but dignified tone of the Marquis of Eldium changed in an instant to that of the frivolous Lobel. Urzar, who seemed to be talking to himself and laughing at himself, shrugged.

 

“I’ve changed bodies too many times to be confused.”

 

Cordelia clicked her tongue and briefly explained the situation.

 

“Don’t listen to them both. Aire’s blood is running out and the circle of magic has been triggered.”

 

The heavy figure swung his greatsword at the floor and walls, but the circle didn’t make a dent. Urzar shook his head.

 

“Futile. Even divine power is useless. Nothing will stop her return.”

 

As the three of them poured their skills into the djinn and attacked Urzar, Eileen studied the djinn in silence.

 

“Almost exactly the same aura that the monster gave off back then.”

 

It was clear that if the creature were to be created in the underground, it would endanger the underground as well as the Templars on the surface.

 

“We must stop it now, somehow.”

 

Suddenly, a presence caught Eileen in deep thought.

 

“Chew!”

 

Star was staring up at Eileen, one hand raised in the air. Eileen’s mouth dropped open in a smug way, as if she could do this.

 

“By the way.”

 

Eileen had once driven away a death energy. She had neutralized the poisonous fog of deceit by mixing it with life energy.

 

“This magic circle is, after all, a conduit for the dead.”

 

What would happen if she infused such a place with pure life force? What Urzar didn’t know was that Eileen’s power was the life force of the World Tree, which was different from divine power.

 

Now that she had found a way, she was quick to act.

 

“Star, lend me your power.”

 

“Chew!”

 

Eileen closed her eyes tightly and caught her breath. When she opened them again, her eyes were a full golden color.

 

“No use… what, you… Those eyes?”

 

Urzar’s panic at the sight of Eileen’s eyes was short-lived, as the ground began to shake with a tremendous roar.

 

“Protect Eileen.”

 

Cordelia, who had been the first to realize Eileen’s intentions when she saw the change in Star, drew in her magic. A huge whirlwind of water pressure, created by Lynn, flowed along the blade.

 

The target was the already wounded rib cage. Cordelia’s preemptive strike momentarily threw Urzar off balance and sent him stumbling backwards. Aire seized the moment. Urzar’s right arm was severed and he fell to the ground.

 

Eileen was ready, and it was then that she summoned all the life force of the land and thrust it into the magic circle.

 

Urzar screamed, his mouth stretched to the limit. The djinn that summoned the dead was disappearing. Urzar’s eyes widened in rage as he watched it vanish like snow melting, leaving no trace behind.

 

His pupils quickly turned red, and his one remaining fingertip began to pool with a special kind of magic.

 

“Don’t expect to walk out of here unharmed.”

 

Eileen, exhausted, gasped and staggered. Cordelia scooped her up into Felix’s arms.

 

“Take care of her.”

 

Felix stepped back with Eileen in his arms and cast layers of protective magic over her. Cordelia stood beside him as he confronted Urzar.

 

“You said we’d fight together, didn’t you?”

 

Aire didn’t look back at Cordelia. He didn’t want to face her now, because he didn’t think he could handle his emotions. All conversation could wait until after the fight.

 

Just having someone to stand with him on the road he had to travel alone was enough to give him strength.

 

“I’ll kill you and start over!”

 

Urzar’s berserk attack was fierce, but not so much so that it was difficult to dodge due to his lack of rationality. 

 

Aire cranked up his senses to the max while Cordelia gave him some space. With an agonizingly clear awareness of his surroundings, he seized the opportunity to strike, pushing his muscles to their limits.

 

The time had come to erase the horrors of the past.

 

The great hero’s sword sliced through Urzar’s back.

 

He dies.

 

Urzar was sure of it. It was a complete death, unlike before, when he had somehow managed to find a corner to live in. He rolled his eyes and looked down to find himself empty from the waist down. He couldn’t even see where his right arm had gone.

 

“This is it. I didn’t get what I wanted. But… I was different. I wasn’t like the rest of them, stupidly obeying their

instincts.”

He turned and looked at the torch. The tattered form of Regia reminded him a little of himself.

 

“I am different. I have reached out to you, Regia.”

 

His eyes were wild with thirst and madness, as if he were chasing a mirage in the desert. Eileen leaned against Felix’s body, watching him, then looked away.

 

“Did you really think it was possible to bring the dead back to life?”

 

She sheathed her sword and looked down at Urzar. 

 

Urzar, his eyes fixed on Regia’s torch, replied in a gravelly voice.

 

“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I worked toward it.”

 

Eager, eager, energized, something like that.

 

Aire’s face contorted. In all of those lives, he’d watched the evil he’d done in his mockery of human life. But now he says.

 

“Did you ever want to be human?”

 

At those words, the eyes that had been focused on the torch swiveled to look at Aire. Urzar let out a small laugh, his eyes unfocused as if they could go out at any moment.

 

It sounded like a mocking laugh, or a hollow groan of frustration.

 

His eyes lost all focus.

 

And that was the end of it all.