Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000

79. Eve (1)

gulp.

Berkan swallowed when he saw Yuma’s sword, Balmung, pointed at his neck.

There was no time to even care about the bodies of their compatriots lying on the ground.

What was important now was that they were distrustful of their own species.

Although that martial god was the only one aiming a weapon directly at his neck, most of the races present were pointing their weapons at the lycanthropes from a distance.

Dwarves, elves, Miao, humans.

Without leaving anyone out, the warriors of each race are in a situation where they are pointing their weapons at the lycanthropes.

More than a hundred sharp swords and spears surrounded the lycanthropes.

“…….”

It has become a cold war situation where no one can easily speak out.

The current situation is clearly one in which one cannot easily relax no matter what explanation comes from Berkan’s mouth.

A situation where demons are considered a powerful force to invade the continent.

This was enough to make people suspect that the Lycanthrope race, whose minds had been controlled by the Magi and went berserk, were scouts who had already infiltrated Middle-earth by the Demons.

Berkan turned his head to the staff member next to him.

“Did you figure it out?”

The Lycanthrope’s staff, who had been standing still in a dazed state due to the sudden series of events, just blinked at Berkan’s sudden question.

Berkan, who had the head of a gray wolf, spoke again with a stern expression.

“I’m asking if you have figured out the commonality among our compatriots who have just fallen into a state of frenzy. Isn’t there a small number of cases where we fall into a state of frenzy?”

There was no answer to Berkan’s question from the staff. It came from the lycanthrope behind the staff.

“Lord Berkan.”

German, Chaim, Art… .

Lycanthrope Arsen looked at the faces of his dead colleagues one by one, looking for something in common.

“…10 days ago, right after this schedule was decided. A few warriors gathered together and gave a toast. These friends in a state of frenzy…are friends from that drinking party. The drink our race drinks before going out on an important mission, M. “I drank the Tooth. It looks like someone mixed it with poison mixed with the blood of a demonic beast.”

Lycanthropes are resistant to poison.

Most poisons don’t even cause any internal damage.

However, poison mixed with ＜Blood of the Beast＞ takes fatal damage.

Only elves are naturally resistant to the poison mixed with ＜demon blood＞.

Humans, Miao people, dwarves, etc. suffer from severe mania or fall into a vegetative state.

As we just saw, the lycanthrope goes into a frenzy, wastes all its strength and vitality, and then dies.

For humans and other races, those who have reached ＜Master＞ level or higher can drive out poison through the use of mana.

Lycanthrope blood was born in such a way that no matter how much mana was used, the poison mixed with ＜Blood of the Demon Beast＞ could not be driven out. No matter how much one has reached ＜Master＞.

Thanks to these terrible effects. The poison mixed with ＜Blood of the Demon Beast＞ was mentioned about fifteen times in the records recording the long history of the lycanthrope royal family. This is because there were many times when it was used as a poison to assassinate each enemy’s political opponents during the struggle for the throne.

royal blood.

Only beings born with the blood of the Lycanthrope King could overcome ＜Blood of the Demon Beast＞.

The lycanthrope, the first son of the lycanthrope royal family born with royal blood, furrowed his brows.

“…Are you saying you ate that poisonous Mtus?”

It was a strong drink that, if consumed with a human body, an ordinary person, not a mana user, could go to hell just by emptying a bottle.

It was difficult to notice that the poison mixed with the blood of the demonic beast was entering the body.

Crunch─

Berkan gritted his teeth and shook his head.

‘It’s a trap.’

This is an obvious trap.

A trap to kill you on the spot.

‘who.’

Who dug a trap to kill him right here?

The answer to that question came to me faster than I thought.

‘That b*stard is the only one.’

The second child of the lycanthrope royal family.

2nd Prince Semut.

‘He planned to kill me.’

A version set at this ＜Tribal Council＞.

Berkan looked at Yuma.

11 lycanthropes are now cold corpses. 7 people are at expert level and 4 are at master level.

In the current situation where these guys went on a rampage, the fact that there were only a few seriously injured people and no deaths was truly miraculous.

And the man who created that miracle was Yuma in front of me.

Because I wiped out all four of them in an instant.

If he hadn’t stepped forward quickly, the elf diplomat Isherua over there would most likely have died.

His head was mercilessly torn off by the teeth of the master-level lycanthrope German.

And I’m sure a few more people died.

If there were deaths caused by the madmen, there would not even be the capacity to continue the confrontation like now.

They must have entered the war without even having a chance to ask why.

And of course, all the lycanthropes in this place, including himself, would have been annihilated.

No matter how strong each lycanthrope is, they are far behind.

Berkan slowly opened his mouth.

“Alsen….”

“Yes, Berkan.”

Alsen, who can be said to be Berkan’s right hand man, hurriedly placed his head next to Berkan after hearing Berkan’s words.

“Drag Wale from that corner.”

Alsen’s eyes widened at Berkan’s words. Wale was none other than the close associate of the second prince, Semut.

Yuma retracted the Balmung he had aimed at Berkan’s actions.

“All right.”

Without hesitation, Alsen threw, grabbed Wale’s neck and slammed him to the floor.

“Krraaa! What are you doing? Arsen!!”

Wale struggled and vented his anger.

Fuuuk!

A dagger dug mercilessly into Wale’s side.

“Krraaak!”

The person holding that dagger in his hand was none other than Berkan.

“Say it the right way, Wale.”

Berkan’s voice was thick with ferocity.

“Is it true that my younger brother, Semut, drove me to my death for the throne?”

Wale’s whole body trembled from the terrible pain that struck his body.

“Krraaa! Lord Berkan! Well, I don’t know… Choi, I recently overheard Semut-sama talking with his right-hand man Belloc about the Forest of Demonic Beasts through the door! That’s all I know. !”

Forest of Demonic Beasts.

The appearance of that word narrowed the eyebrows of all races.

Alsen’s reasoning became very credible as the Forest of Demonic Beasts came out of Wale’s mouth.

Currently, the only way to obtain the blood of Demon Beasts on the continent is through the Forest of Demon Beasts.

The Forest of Demonic Beasts has been the bane of the continent for a thousand years.

All the demonic beasts that had the power to annihilate a nation were killed, but those like the troll-type demon beast Beim and the bat-type demon beast Sinnet, whose greatest strength was their survivability, were still lurking in the forest of demon beasts and maintaining their existence.

And among the mercenaries wandering the continent, there were quite a few who made a living from the by-products of the magical beasts of the Forest of Demonic Beasts.

One of the by-products is ＜Blood of the Demon Beast＞.

Berkan looked into Wale’s eyes.

It didn’t seem like he was lying.

‘Well, if he was someone who clearly knew the plan, he would know that this would be a deadly situation, but wouldn’t he have come to a dangerous situation even if he knew that?’

Discard card.

Berkan reasoned that from Semut’s point of view, if he did not send all of his associates, it would appear that he was trying to bury himself, so he used Wale as a smokescreen to hide the operation.

Wow!

“Kaaak!”

Berkan, who pulled out the dagger stuck in Wale’s side without hesitation, turned around and spoke to the lycanthropes.

“Tie his mouth with a bit and tie him up.”

“All right.”

Berkan’s subordinates quickly carried out his orders.

Berkan moved forward again.

Towards Yuma, who pointed the sword at his neck.

“…You have no shame.”

Berkan furrowed his brows and slowly looked around at the different races as he spoke.

“Perhaps my younger brother and second prince, Semut, was trying to make this place my deathbed in hopes of becoming the next king. If even one person died at the hands of Gwangrang, there is no way you would let our people live in this place. Because there won’t be any.”

I understood the basics of the story.

Because Berkan continued his reasoning so vigorously that everyone could hear it.

High elf Ruinerif sighed deeply.

“That’s right. On the other hand, I still think it should be done that way, but… if the lycanthrope became like that with the power of the demon rather than the blood of the demon beast, it would have the mark of the demon….”

Ruineleaf looked at a lycanthrope that had died in a frenzy with the look in its eyes as if it were trash.

“There is no mark of a demon. I think it is most likely as you inferred. I am being very generous.”

Berkan gritted his teeth at the clearly hostile gaze of the elves, including Ruinerif.

However, now was a time when I had to endure whatever attention I received and keep my head down.

“That’s right. The fact that you’re leaving us like this right now proves that you’re very generous. If there’s a way to prove that we lycanthropes have nothing to do with demons, I’d like to do anything.”

Ruinerif sighed and took out something from his subspace pocket. It was a stone with sparkling light.

white stone.

If any magical energy flows through the body of the person who touches it, it is a stone that catches it and emits a brilliant light.

Ruinerif held the stone to all but the lycanthropes, who died in a state of frenzy.

The stone never shed light.

“Veisir the Insight. Please come forward.”

At Ruinerif’s words, a female blind elf with her eyes closed walked out.

“Baysir has the ability to read each person’s aura. And when the person lies, he can see the aura moving.”

Veisir, a short girl elf, nodded, waving her white hair.

“Did you ever feel any disturbance in your aura when Berkan spoke or when that lycanthrope named Wale spoke?”

Basir slowly shook his head.

“There was none.”

Isherua, the silver-haired elf diplomat who almost died, gritted his teeth.

“Lord Ruinerif, we still can’t keep them as an alliance. They dare…they are the ones who dared to bring demon energy to the Holy Land. They need to be tied up and imprisoned.”

At Isherua’s words, tension began to engulf the sanctuary again.

At that time, the being who observed the situation and organized his thoughts slowly opened his mouth.

“done.”

That being was none other than Yuma.

The eyes of well over two hundred people of different races were all focused on Yuma.

“Lycanthropes are a powerful force. There is no need to waste time and power as there is no apparent crime in the circumstances.”

Isher’a’s mouth opened wide.

“B-but…!”

Yuma’s words cut off Isher’a.

“You owe me your life, so shut your mouth, Elf Ysher.”

Isher’ah had nothing to say.

Because that was true.

“Whoever becomes the leader of the coalition is none of my business. However, I will sort out this situation.”

Yuma stabbed Balmung in the sheath on his back and then sat down on a chair.

“Berkan.”

Yuma’s wall eyes met Berkan’s dark brown eyes.

Berkan felt his breath suffocating under Yuma’s gaze.

Right now, Yuma was intimidating to all the races in this holy land with his mere presence.

Because of his brief use of force.

“…Say it, Mushin.”

“The way to prove your race’s innocence is simple. Take peace to the lycanthrope kingdom with your own hands. If what you say is true, then kill your brother, Semut, with your own hands. All of your brother’s forces will be destroyed. “I need to sort it out.”

The lycanthropes’ eyes all widened.

Yuma continued.

“I’ll give you one month.”

Berkan slowly opened his mouth.

“…A month?”

Yuma leaned back in his chair.

“If you cannot prove your race’s innocence by killing Semut within a month, I will personally lead an army to eliminate your race.”

If you don’t prove your innocence within a month, I will wipe out the lycanthrope kingdom.

At that declaration, the shoulders of all lycanthropes except Berkan, who was of royal blood, trembled.

Berkan looked at Yuma with his face crumpled like a demon.

On the other hand, Yuma’s face had its usual bored expression.

Yuma’s calm words echoed throughout the conference room.

“Why do you think I can’t do that?”

Udduddeuk… !

Berkan’s teeth ground again. Is this behavior due to anger or fear of Yuma? Berkan himself couldn’t tell.

“…Okay, Musin. I will clean up the kingdom within a month. And I will show you the results. My younger brother has not yet fully awakened his royal blood… On the day of the full moon, the entity that can stop me is the kingdom. “Not in.”

Yuma nodded slowly.

“I look forward to it, Berkan.”

To one human being.

The most powerful members of the Lycanthrope Kingdom were completely overwhelmed.

And the dwarves, Miao, and elves who faced the scene of the lycanthrope surrendering in real time all had no choice but to admit it.

The leadership of this meeting has been placed in the hands of the Astes Empire.