Awakening to a Special-Grade Explorer
Vol. 4 - Ch. 196

"I can't believe you even bothered to think you could escape from me after bearing the facade of a king. You know what, you really did make me laugh."

Ibuki-douji commented as he further channelled his strength in his feet. The monster's body further sank into the ground, and the area had been carved out like a honeycomb expanded even deeper and wider.

Alex and Hwang at this moment wondered if they had lost their mind and were dreaming.

That monster, which had made them struggle so fiercely that even Limey, one of the four strongest in the world, was helpless against it—was now utterly subdued before the devil, forced to lick the ground, made to swallow bitter dregs.

Everyone here was so stunned they couldn't move a finger. What on earth was happening? This question was floating amidst everyone present.

"What happened, the cat got your tongue? But that's fine, the torture time has just started after all, would be boring if you give up already."

Ibuki-douji flashed a ferocious grin, and suddenly the monster body floated up sharply as if grabbed by an invisible hand.

It was the enactment of the same scene from earlier. If earlier it was made to bite the dust, then how it was pulled backward like a toy. Its body floated upward as some unknown power seized itself.

And in the process, its eyes suddenly crossed with Ibuki-douji which were...tinged with amusement. The devil's eyes were gleaming in anticipation at the follow-up torture.

Merely a second later, Ibuki-douji followed with a sharp knee strike that found its mark in the monster's stomach.

"Ruuu!?!?"

The force behind the attack was so tremendous it even snatched its ability to take breath.

The monster was blasted into the air at a speed faster than sound. It tried to adjust its posture and all but the overwhelming air pressure made its body utterly unresponsive.

The monster realised it was never in the control of its body. But, by the time it caught up with the fact, its body had come to a halt in the air as if someone had pushed the pause button---no, like an invisible hand-like entity had pinned its body in the sky.

It felt like moving even a single limb was impossible.

In between, it saw the figure of that devil flickering in the corner of its vision.

"Well, it seems you have quite a praiseworthy self-regenerating ability huh... it would be a fun ride trying to test out its limit, no?"

And the next moment, Ibuki-douji was once again in front of itself, flashing that same grin while toying with itself.

Ibuki-douji silently drew in his greatsword---It was several times bigger than even the white blade Tenji was holding---from its scabbard on the back and stabbed the monster's chest with a snapping speed.

The disparity between was truly on the level of a gulf.

Monster had been staring at Ibuki-douji all this while, even then it failed to notice when Ibuki-douji stabbed itself. But the strange part was it didn't feel any pain.

What was happening? Why didn't it cause pain?

Just as monster was besieged by those thoughts, Ibuki-douji quietly muttered---

"Blossom, Hell King Blade. May the dead receive their bloom."

In accordance with the chant of Ibuki-douji, the greatsword emits the true hell fire and starts to burn the monster's body from every angle possible. The hell flames spurted out from every corner of its body.

It was like the cremation of the entire body, and even soul, had started.

"Ruuuuuuuuuuuu!?!?"

It hurts. It's suffocating. It hurt,

What in the blazes were these flames. The flames from Tenji didn't even come wee-bit close to this monstrosity of a flame.

The Monster kept relentlessly healing itself over and over. But its self-healing seemed utterly ineffective. No matter how many times, no matter how much it tried to heal, this pain wouldn't go away.

Even just the simple task of thinking was making it suffocate. It felt as maybe dying now would be better than enduring this anguish.

However, outside the illusion of its own making, the monster's healing was working just as expected. It's just that it had become a captive of those flames that were perpetually emanating from the greatsword, surpassing its regeneration limit.

There was no suspense as to who was the ringleader and who was the mouse here.

Ibuki-douji chuckled as he watched that spectacle.

"Kukukuku, I can't even recall when someone endured my flames for this long. I think since Ootakemaru's case huh?"

With an ever more intense curiosity, Ibuki-douji started into the eyes of a monster. His face twisted in a devilish grin, as if asking it to display its rebellion even more.

The Monster, in a desperate bid against death, kept channelling its self-healing power while enduring that pain. In fact, it had already lost the sensation of its body and it was the thought 'to keep living' was making it endure everything. But for itself, the silver lining was the newfound resistance against the fear of pain.

At the same time, it realised it shouldn't have let him stab itself. An attack from Ibuki-douji means that would be the 'end' of its life.

"Ruuuuuuuuuu!!"

The monster howled as it continued to display its refusal echoed in the area.

"Hiccup...how is the taste of my hellfire, delicious, init? It's something I had received from Yama, a tailor-made you can say. I am quite confident about its ability to deliver more than any other flame. Isn't it hot? Your soul must have been weeping from pain, no?"

Ibuki-douji showed an expression of absolute relish as he continued to grill that monster with its fire. Perhaps it was due to that, his voice was no longer reaching that monster.

The monster was focusing every ounce of its spirit in keeping its self-healing ability.

The voices around it, the hostility, the gazes---it could no longer take care of anything at this moment. All that it was capable of thinking at this moment was, "Endure. I must endure. I need to continue to endure if I don't want to die. No, I must not die."

It only had its self-healing that could keep itself alive. Its mind had stopped thinking, and it could no longer make out what the expression Ibuki-douji was having.

It was at this moment that he comprehended the concept of what truly the 'death' was.

"Hnn? What a bore. So that's the limit huh. Very well, then I will grant you a grandiose wreath of flowers. Chin up, mongrel, for not everyone has managed to achieve it in this long run."

Ibuki-douji looked not a bit surprised, as if he had seen this outcoming coming and reached out its hand and twisted his greatsword at an angle of 90.

The next instant, the intensity of the hellfire swelled dozens of times over.

By the monster realised what was happening, even its shadow had started disappearing. Eventually, it turned into nothing but dregs of blood and flesh and it blasted into the surrounding, magnificently 'blossoming' as the bits rain down. It was the end, not even its soul had left behind.

------In the normal case scenario, that was how it was supposed to be.

The bits of flesh and blood, scattered apart in the area, began moving on their own. The small bits started converging into bigger lump, who then further merged into nearby big slumps.

Ibuki-douji's eyes widened when he noticed and laughed out in delight.

"So you refuse to die even after that huh......fascinating. It seems like our thrilling meeting is going to keep this penance of hell blooming eh, O' Present King."

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