Swordmaster's Youngest Son Novel - Chapter 813
Note: Battle King = King of Battle
Chapter 813
Alpen and Vallas began charging towards Jin.
Neither Jin nor the Elder Patriarchs were affected by blood absorption, so Drek’s plan seemed useless.
‘I must absorb as much blood as possible from others and my compatriots. If I can’t find an opportunity to use the return technique, then it’s over…!’
Of course, Jin had no such intention.
“Blame Shimat and Rakiman. They taught me a lesson – you are the kind of people who can easily escape at any time.”
Swish!
Bradamante emitted a sword aura and left a large wound on Drek’s right leg.
Drek gritted his teeth as if his jaw would break due to the Eternal Flame’s wound.
Even when he concentrated on the Eternal Flame to heal the wound, there was no sign of healing.
“That’s why I need to teach you a lesson too. If you rely solely on your technology and recklessly attack the Vamel Alliance, you will face the consequences. So, give up on using the return technique or dimensional travel to escape and think of a way to die with some dignity, as I said before.”
[Shut up! I am the Great King of Battle of the Red Legend Tribe!]
“Yes, that’s the kind of spirit I wanted to see. Now, try to understand what I am saying. However, constantly sucking the blood of other people is not something I like. Let’s switch positions.”
On the Quassel Plains, there were no civilians present.
The Dragon Fortress had collapsed, and the surviving Dragon Knights and dragons had been safely evacuated by Dante, allowing them to use the entire battlefield without restrictions.
‘If Drek had invaded a residential area, there would have been large-scale massacres or hostage situations that could not be avoided. I wouldn’t have been able to overwhelm him like I am now because I had to protect the civilians.’
Just imagining that scene made Jin shudder.
Especially since Drek possessed unique skills specialized for both large-scale slaughter and fighting superhumans.
Teaching them a lesson wasn’t just an expression; it meant inflicting a terrible defeat that would prevent the Red Legend Tribe from ever considering attacking the Vamel Alliance again.
If Drek were to live again, the Vamel Alliance would have to live in constant fear of such terror in the future.
Clang!
Thud!
Every time Jin rushed forward and swung his sword, Drek’s massive body staggered backward.
The Elder Patriarchs who had approached from both sides pressed the flanks, making it impossible for Drek to mount a counterattack.
Despite using the Castle Transformation, he couldn’t even create a small counterattack.
At times, Drek attempted a counterattack. Prepared for the Eternal Flame, he swung his front leg when Jin jumped, trying to crush him with his open jaw.
He concentrated his Light Heart to drop the numerous spears made of red lightning, and even pulverize the ground with just a roar.
However, none of his attempts could harm Jin.
On the contrary, every time he counterattacked, he was only cut or stabbed in the body by Jin’s sword and the weapons of the Elder Patriarchs.
It made no sense, but Drek’s ability to mount such counterattacks was entirely due to his blood-sucking ability.
He was constantly regenerating by reabsorbing the blood of the Red Fleet.
Not only Red Legend Tribe members, but also the blood of the Vamel Alliance superhumans contributed to his rapid regeneration.
But even that was coming to an end now.
[Great-grandson! The amount of blood he can absorb is almost nonexistent.]
[It seems this is his limit, the area his blood-sucking ability can reach. He would have been an extremely formidable opponent if you weren’t immune to blood-sucking like us.]
As Alpen and Vallas mentioned, Drek could no longer drain blood from the Vamel Alliance side.
His wounds were healing significantly slower than before, and his breathing sounded like iron being struck.
“When you faced Sir Hedo, you must have been too confident. You probably thought that by defeating us one by one, we would eventually fall or surrender. However, not long ago, we defeated opponents who were incomparably stronger than you.”
Drek no longer had any means to resist.
He had already felt the insurmountable wall when facing Jin alone, and now with the Elder Patriarchs, his helplessness was becoming more and more evident.
Splash!
As the sword pierced Drek’s chest, blood gushed out.
He returned to his Red Legend appearance, holding a spear as he looked towards his own fleet, far behind Jin’s back.
Even though Alpen and Vallas had left the battlefield earlier, the Vamel Alliance personnel who were still standing near the fleet showed no signs of exhaustion.
If Drek’s unique ability had continued to affect the battlefield, the situation might have been slightly different, but there also seemed to be little hope for the fleet.
Bale was amplifying the power of the sun and pressing the entire fleet, while Hedo, who had rejoined the battlefield, was tearing the fleet apart as if he were releasing his anger.
Drek had already given up on victory, and now was the time to give up any hope of escape.
He doubted that he or any of his compatriots would survive and return.
“Ha, ha. That’s why… the sun must be restored. Do you really think the power you possess is worthy of being bestowed upon the inferior race like humans? Since the death of the Sun God, this world has undoubtedly lost its way.”
“Well, you could also be called followers of the Sun God. Are you seeking your belief now that all hope seems lost?”
“No. I still don’t believe that all possibilities have disappeared, Jin Runcandel. Let’s make a deal. If you simply let me go, I will give you the knowledge of our Red Legend Tribe.”
Swoosh!
The moment Drek finished speaking, he saw his right arm, which had been attached until now, fall to the ground.
“A deal? Sure. But if you wanted to make a deal, you should have come before doing all this. The Vamel Alliance doesn’t negotiate with you now or ever.”
Drek didn’t look down at his fallen arm and met Jin’s gaze.
If he had looked away now, his neck would probably be the next to fall, not his arm.
“… Is it because you are angry with me that you are willing to waste the opportunity for your technology to take a great leap forward? If it’s about trust, I will give you the technology first. Plus, you are in a position where you don’t have to keep your promises after receiving the technology. What I propose is a deal where you have nothing to lose.”
“That’s subjective.”
“I will give you all the battleships that are currently fighting behind you as well. Without my orders, you will never have complete control over that fleet. It has a self-destruct device installed to prevent the leakage of technology. Analyzing the technology with only the remains will have its limitations.”
Jin swung his sword once more, cutting off Drek’s left arm this time.
Thud, Drek didn’t even dare to avoid Jin’s gaze!
“… What do you want, Jin Runcandel? You haven’t completely ruled out the possibility of a deal, so it must be that you aren’t killing me right away. Tell me, whatever I can do, I will do it.”
It wasn’t that the Vamel Alliance had no interest in the Red Legend Tribe’s technology.
However, Jin was convinced that if he let Drek live, he would undoubtedly use some tricks.
There were still many unknown parts about the Red Legend Tribe’s technology, so there was a high possibility that Drek would try to escape by pretending to help the Vamel Alliance.
“What’s stopping me from killing you right now is simple. I suspect there may be someone among those on the fleet behind me recording this moment. Whether it’s in text or video, what I want is for it to be transmitted directly to your headquarters. I want your people to fear me even more.”
Jin approached Drek, one step closer. Drek unconsciously took a step back.
Just as Rakiman had instilled absolute fear in the beastmen, Jin was etching his existence into the minds of the Red Legend Tribe.
The perception that the Red Legend Tribe should never fight their “arch-enemy” under any circumstances.
“Now, you should know what your last words should be, Drek Hon. If you truly care about those you call your compatriots.”
Jin said as he held Drek’s shoulders.
The fear he was feeling was being transmitted through his palm.
Drek finally, in resignation, shouted.
My compatriots!
Never challenge Jin Runcandel and the Vamel Alliance again!
We can never defeat them…!, until our God of Battle returns!
With these words, Drek swallowed the rest of his speech, and tears of blood welled up in his eyes.
Throughout the battle, Drek had been absorbing the blood of other Red Legend Tribe members with indifference and planning to use it as a catalyst for teleportation.
But now, he sincerely believed that his compatriots should never repeat such a mistake.
Until their God of Battle returns, they must not approach the Vamel Alliance.
Using his compatriots as expendable was an act purely for the sake of the “Red Legend Tribe.”
The Red Legend Tribe was an extremist collectivist group, and Drek was particularly extreme even among them.
“That’s the right answer. Let me relieve you of your humiliation now.”
Woah…!
The Eternal Flame that had permeated Drek’s entire body suddenly flared fiercely.
Drek met his end enveloped in the blue flames.
“Now let’s clean up the remains, Ancestors. Since the video of Drek recorded by the fleet will be transmitted with those who escape using the return technique, let’s make sure the Red Fleet is completely destroyed.”
[Great-grandson, it’s as if I’m seeing my youthful days again!]
[Fifty-Seventh, your youthful days must have been quite different from the young Patriarch’s.]
[Twentieth, it’s okay to admit you lost the bet.]
[Don’t you see the remaining ships? You probably wanted to finish it by destroying one more than me, but unfortunately, the game isn’t over yet.]
[Ha, ha! You’re right. The outcome will be the same anyway, so let’s give it our all!]
Thus, with a single attack on the Vamel Alliance, the Red Legend Tribe lost their Great King of Battle and their fleet.
***
{My compatriots! Never challenge Jin Runcandel and the Vamel Alliance again! We can never defeat them…!}
The video of Drek’s final moments was being transmitted to all unsealed fortresses of the Red Legend Tribe.
The Red Legend Tribe members watching the video trembled with shame and fear.
No one could have expected that not only would Drek Hon and the Red Fleet be annihilated, but such a video would remain.
“What in the world is this… Compatriot Drek has suffered to this extent…”
“It’s manipulation! There’s a human among them who possesses Record Magic. The video was manipulated with Record Magic…!”
Amidst the various reactions, Shimat looked at his compatriots with gritted teeth.
“Haven’t you heard the testimonies of our compatriots who returned using the return technique? That video contains the sincere message of Compatriot Drek Hon. We… Must follow the will of Compatriot Drek Hon. Never, not even once more, must we interfere with the Vamel Alliance. It has been proven that doing so is the fastest path to the extinction of our Red Legend Tribe.”
From now on, our Red Legend Tribe will only target Zipple and Kinzelo.
Until our god of battle returns and all the Great Kings of Battle have fully recovered their power.
Shimat made a decision as he continued his words.
The arrogant Great Kings of Battle kept pushing their compatriots to their deaths, hindering the resurgence of the Red Legend Tribe.
‘Perhaps it could actually be a blessing in disguise. With this incident, the remaining Great Kings of Battle will also realize the imminent danger posed by Jin Runcandel and the Vamel Alliance. My words have been tested and now is the time to truly exclude those monsters and focus on the hunt.’
Shimat immediately requested communication with the other Great Kings of Battle and expressed his opinion.
{Yes, the words of Compatriot Shimat make sense. For the time being, we will completely exclude the Vamel Alliance as our invasion target.}
{Wow… I never expected Compatriot Drek to collapse like that. I agree as well. If we continue to face them recklessly, there will be no one left. It’s incredible that Compatriot Rakiman is still alive.}
The Great Kings of Battle didn’t hesitate for a moment and made their decision.
Triumph and defeat, joy and sorrow, the fate of the Vamel Alliance and the Red Legend Tribe were now in stark contrast.