But how would he kill Bugogan? How could he get past this ridiculous defense to inflict a fatal wound?

Vandalieu thought so hard that steam might start rising from his head, and then he came to a sudden realization. He thought of something that Bugogan could neither evade nor block.

It was simple. It was nothing special.

He just needed to take a fatal wound himself.

Vandalieu deliberately made his【Impact-Negating Barrier】thinner. And then Bugogan’s magic sword pierced through it and landed a diagonal slash on Vandalieu’s torso.







Though Vandalieu wasn’t aware of this, Bugogan seemed to be on the offense, but he wasn’t in a comfortable position. In fact, from Bugogan’s point of view, he was the one being driven into a corner.

The unknown foe before his eyes gave off no presence whatsoever and unleashed lethal attacks one after another with no signs of bloodthirst.

Each of the【Mana Bullets】that Vandalieu was freely releasing contained at least as much as the entire Mana pool of the average first-class mage. Their power was lessened by the fact that his control over his Mana was imperfect, but they were still powerful enough that if Bugogan took a direct hit, his bones would be smashed and several of his organs would rupture.

In fact, every time Bugogan deflected one with his magic sword, his arms received an impact that he couldn’t completely shake off and placed a heavy burden on his wrists that he couldn’t ignore. How much longer could he endure these attacks?

And on top of that, there were unknown invisible enemies releasing a bloodthirst, the ground surface and debris nearby had begun to move and corpses had risen up as Undead. Even if he wanted to use magic to deal with these, there was a strange black substance surrounding him that prevented his Mana from manifesting outside his body, making it impossible to cast spells.

He had no choice but to simply use consecutive martial skills, mustering all his Mana, Stamina and more importantly his willpower and emotional strength to deal with this and execute his own counterattack. But then the enemy’s reinforcements arrived.

It was such a desperate situation that Bugogan wanted to shout,「You’ve got to be kidding me!」

Of course, aiming at any enemy but Vandalieu or trying to make an escape were both out of the question.

If he let this enemy out of his sight, how would he block those【Mana Bullets?】Because Vandalieu was erasing his presence completely, Bugogan could lose sight of him even if he focused on him.


If he turned his back on Vandalieu, he would take a direct hit from a final Mana Bullet and die.

What Bugogan thought was most terrifying about Vandalieu was that『expression.』The motionless eyes that watched him. They looked incredibly inhuman and showed no emotion.

Not fatigue, fear, impatience or anything else.

Seeing that, Bugogan thought that Vandalieu was composed. Didn’t this guy look as if he could continue fighting for another whole hour, or even another whole day? If Bugogan didn’t land an effective blow now, wouldn’t he run out of strength and be killed?

Bugogan could see his own defeat and death.

「BUGAAAH!」

Believing that he was being driven into a corner one-sidedly, Bugogan thought that his only way to survive was to somehow kill Vandalieu, use what was left of his Stamina to scatter the Ghouls and then make an escape.

And then one of his countless attacks reached Vandalieu’s body. It wasn’t deep enough to slice Vandalieu’s torso in half. But as Bugogan felt the sensation of his blade cutting through Vandalieu’s ribs and sternum to reach his organs, he involuntarily gave an unpleasant sneer.

「VAN?!」

「BOY!」

Hearing the Ghouls’ screams, Bugogan was confident in his victory.

He had expended most of his Stamina and Mana, but he still had a quarter of each left. That was plenty to scatter these inferior creatures. If he could, he would have wanted to slaughter them all, but that would have to come later. As long as he survived here, he would be able to build another kingdom. He would gather more subordinates and slaves and create more sons. This time for sure, he would create the strongest kingdom.

Licking the incredibly warm blood that had sprayed onto his face, Bugogan… fell to his knees.







(Looks like it worked. My blood spraying conveniently like that helped a lot.)

Vandalieu was on the ground, unable to breathe because his lungs had been cut. So he lay there silently, healing his own wound while watching Bugogan who was on his knees.

The moment he was cut, he had used【Spirit Form Transformation】to transform his heart and spine into spirit form. Because his back was intact, his arms and legs could still move. It was a harsh sensation, as he was bleeding a lot, but he wouldn’t die as long as he didn’t asphyxiate.

In order to close his wounds, he poured hundreds of thousands of Mana into the no-attribute magic spell,【Fortify Regeneration】, with the mending of his lungs as the highest priority. He was fortunate that Bugogan’s weapon had been an incredibly sharp magic sword. Because the wound was a clean cut, it was easy to heal.

「*Cough!*」

「Boy, do not move! I will treat you right now!」

「UOOOOOH! I’LL TAKE REVENGE FOR VANDALIEU ON THIS PIG!」

『Wait, I was just spitting out the blood that had gotten into my trachea. I’ll be able to breathe again in a few minutes. And Vigaro, I’m not dead.』

『Bocchan, only we can hear your communication through thoughts.』

『I do know that.』

「Sam, what is Van saying?!」

『Ah, everyone, everything is fine. Bocchan’s wounds will heal momentarily.』

The plan that Vandalieu had executed was to receive a deep wound that he could manage to heal on his own, while using【Deadly Poison】to turn the blood that sprayed from that wound into a toxic substance, and apply that toxic blood onto to Bugogan.

Bugogan hadn’t expected that his enemy’s blood would have turned into poison. He had been showered in Vandalieu’s blood that had transformed into a poison so potent that it would permeate through the skin, and even licked it with his tongue and swallowed it.

His arms and legs began convulsing, his vision blurred, he lost consciousness and then had a heart attack. Under the effects of this incredibly deadly, poisonous blood, Bugogan couldn’t even maintain his grip on his magic sword. He fell to his knees and then crumpled onto the ground.

『First, the finishing blow must be dealt to that Noble Orc. And be careful not to come into contact with Bocchan’s blood –』

「Gahaah…」

「Vigaro?!」

『Hmm, this should have been left to us, as we are unaffected by poison. Very well, please excuse me.』

Sam’s carriage wheel ran over the fallen Bugogan’s neck with a crunch. And so he brought an end to the Noble Orc Bugogan who had been burning with ambition, but perished without any honor or proud achievements to his name.

The battle between the Ghoul King and the Noble Orc who had both overestimated each other’s strength came to an unsightly end.