Chapter 20: The Guardian of the Thirteenth Step (1/2)

“Where did you go?”

In the face of my questioning, Scar-face flashed me a mysterious smile, oblivious to my mood. “I knew you would get into trouble, just leave this step to me.”

Without waiting for my reply, Scar-face commanded his army to attack with a wave of his hand. “Charge!”

“Wo!”

Numerous amounts of devil responded with a resounding cheer. Scar-face broke into a dash towards the step while the devils followed closely behind his lead. Around 70 large imps and 700 small imps rushed towards the step like a tidal wave.

What’s going on? Why does he have so many subordinates? Did he go on a recruitment drive during the period he went missing? And here I thought he was planning to watch from the sidelines and reap the benefits after.

Scar-face’s fresh army gave our side the boost we needed to breakthrough. As Scar-face entered the fray, No.5 slowly retreated with his contingent, leaving the battle to Scar-face.

Scar-face’s methods were nothing if not savage. Kicking, biting, clawing, whatever it took to kill his opponent. His subordinates were just as savage as they fearlessly tore into the defenders. Soon, the entire step was suppressed and victory was now just a matter of time.

I turned around to look at No.3. He was leading the team of small imps who were most likely to advance and got them to feed on the fourth step. Within his contingent, there were already 20 such imps. At this rate, we will have over 100 newly evolved large imps by the time we reach the thirteenth step.

Among the scamp contingents, No.4 suffered the most deaths with over half the contingent dead. Next was No.5 with almost 200 dead. No.2 hadn’t entered the fray yet while No.3 was in the middle of a mission. One-eye’s large imp army still had no deaths but had a few that were lightly wounded.

Scar-face led his army in a reckless charge through the fifth step, completely disregarding their personal safety. Soon, they breached the fifth step entirely and prepared to attack the 6th step. While their morale was high at the moment, their casualty rate had reached 20%.

I immediately ordered them to hold their ground and defend while I dispatched No.5 and One-eye to assault the sixth step…

The battle raged on in this manner. Every minute and every second, a devil died somewhere. By the time we reached the thirteenth step, the combined number of imps in No.2, 4, and 5’s contingents came out to slightly under a hundred. It was nearly a wipe.

The only contingent which had no casualties was No.3’s. One-eye’s large imp army was nearly reduced by half with their current strength at 72. As for Scar-face, he was much worse off with his small imps being completely wiped out while his large imp team had only 26 left.

However, we finally made it to the last step. As I looked down my from the top of the stairs, the blood sea expanded into the horizon before me. By now, the blood sea had engulfed the entire level save for the stairs we were standing on.

The entrance to the upper floor was located on a cliff face and one had to climb a several hundred meters tall slope in order to reach it. This slope was nearly gone by now.

As waves crashed onto the ground near us, countless corpses could be seen floating and sinking on its crimson surface. It reminded me of the flooding of Jinshan temple in <>. [1]

The last step was a giant platform that obscured any attempts at spying from the lower steps. This was the reason why I misjudged the enemy’s numbers. After stepping onto this platform, I finally realized how large the enemy’s forces were.

120 hulking imps stood in front of the entrance to the upper floors; behind them were a thousand small imps. Commanding them was a horned large imp…wait…large imp?

That potato is definitely not a large imp! His body is too large for that. A normal large imp was about 1.5 to 1.7 meters tall and did not possess a horn.

The imp in front of me was different. He was at least 1.8 meters tall and had a horn which curved back like a scimitar; resembling a goat’s horn. He must be a two-star head imp!

“You are finally here.” The head imp said in a sinister voice which grated on one’s ears. From the moment I appeared, his blood red eyes had never left me.

My brows furrowed as I endured the indignity of being treated like a female devil and questioned him, “Why are you blocking the entrance? Let us pass through, fighting now would do us no good. Once the blood sea catches up to us, none of us can escape.”

“The one who can’t escape is you guys.” The head imp laughed in a voice that sounded like [chet chet chet]. “Of course, if you are scared, I can give you a chance. If you agree with my condition, I’ll let you off.”

“I refuse.”

“Don’t be so quick to refuse me, who knows, you might actually like it.”

“I don’t even need to guess to know that your condition is me…” By now, I was very familiar with these devils’ chain of thought. There was no way I would sell my body for a chance at living. I rather die than do so.

My decisive refusal enraged the head imp. He roared at me: “What’s wrong with being my servant!? Shouldn’t the weak serve the strong!?”

“That’s just your viewpoint, besides to me, you are merely a foot soldier as well.” I threw him a disdainful gaze as I said so. With a wave of my hand, the final battle for the entrance began. “Fight!”

“Fight! Fight for the Master!”

Having received the command to fight, the hot-blooded masochist, One-eye, charged ahead with his contingent. By now, they were only left with a mere fraction of their original large imp count.