Chapters Chapter 230: Stories of Old (pt. 6) (1/2)
“I also died that day. He really was strong, that man called Aventador.”
Julius spoke of his death as if it was only natural.
This was what had happened:
Two years ago, Saturnos sent one of the five Sword Masters of the Ancient Republic, the Crimson Flame Aventador, to get rid of Julius, and it was said that Julius came out as the victor.
But that wasn’t what really happened.
Julius and Aventador were equally matched. Unlike the report that had gone to Saturnos, both of them had died during the fight.
“But using one of these runes, or more precisely the Rune of Resurrection, I revived.”
“...!”
“And because of that, I also got stronger. Strong enough to defeat you.”
Saying that, Julius stared at Saturnos with an arrogant gaze. It was as if he was telling him that he was no longer his match.
You’re just a ghost of your glorious past; an empty shell.
Look!
Look at how this man, who was once the tyrant that ruled over the Pangaea Continent, was now.
His face, which had been half-cut off, showed his bones.
Blood flowed out from his pierced chest.
A chopped off arm.
Currently, Saturnos wasn’t the ‘Demon God’ of the past, but rather a middle-aged man who was about to die.
“Now, look.”
Julius spoke, holding up the Rune of Three lives once more.
“The immortality that you so long desired is in my hands now.”
“...!”
“How do you feel? This thing, that you weren’t able to get your hands on when you ruled the world, is in my hands.”
At this, Saturnos’ eyes started to shake.
For the first time, he was agitated.
It’s hard to stay calm, isn’t it? I bet that this is the worst humiliation that you’ve ever faced.
Looking at the shaken Saturnos, Julius laughed inwardly.
From what he knew, this was the best kind of revenge.
Torture?
What use would that be against the already crazy Saturnos?
Even though he had fallen quite low now, Saturnos once possessed the strength and might of a Grand Sword Master.
It would be impossible to expect him to give in. There was a higher chance that he would die while laughing at Julius.
But the method he was using now was definitely effective.
By showing Saturnos what he had desired so much, he was able to make him feel at loss, as well as make him feel greed.
“You bastard! Q-Quickly! Hand that rune… hand it to me! Y-You can take the throne instead…”
Saturnos spoke, almost as if he was begging.
Looks like he’s fallen faster than I expected. Did I really come so far... to defeat this guy? Did my mother really fall to trash like this?
Julius’ gaze turned from arrogance to disgust.
“Please… give… the Rune…”
“Sorry, but…”
Julius cut off Saturnos’ words.
“I tried to give this to someone before in order to save one of my friends. But… funnily enough, it’s impossible to give or lend this Rune to anyone else.”
“...!”
“Basically, it’s impossible for you to live again.”
“...!”
“Give up.”
It was a death sentence.
There was nothing worse than these words to Saturnos, who longed for an eternal life.
And especially when he couldn’t have something that he wanted for so long that was right in front of him…
“Lies…”
Saturnos said, denying Julius’ words.
“Lies… you’re lying right now! In order to keep that Rune to yourself… In order to trick me!”
“I wish.”
“Shut up! I will kill you! I will rip you to shreds and drink your blood!”
“...”
“Kuh…”
Outrage.
This was a phenomenon that occurred when mana that was inside one’s body reacted to one’s anger, and went on a rampage. Basically, Saturnos had turned into a berserker that had no emotions, except for bloodl.u.s.t.
“Tut tut.”
Looking at Saturnos, Julius shook his head and clicked his tongue.
“Weakling.”
It wasn’t easy for a human that was once a Grand Sword Master to fall to such depths.
“Khyaaa!”
At that moment, Saturnos ran towards Julius.
“How disgusting.”
This was nothing more than child’s play in front of Julius’ eyes, as he had already surpassed the stage of Grand Sword Master.
“Die.”
With those words,
Suk!
The sound of a blade cutting through something could be heard,
Puaaak!
And Saturnos’ body and head were separated, with blood spewing out from both ends.
Tuk…
Roll…
Saturnos’ head rolled on the floor.
It was quite a sad and ordinary ending for a man that was once known as the most powerful and fearsome man on the continent.
“Hmph, you should have been crazy and confident until the very end.”
Julius murmured, annoyed.
It seemed a little too easy and simple for something that he had prepared for for a whole lifetime.
***
“Huuu…”
Julius sighed.
Anyway, his revenge was over.
And now that there were no other people of the royal family remaining besides him, it was only natural that he would ascend as the Emperor.
“Julius.”
At that moment, a woman’s voice pierced Julius’ ears.