Survive as a Prison Guard in the Game

Chapter 162
Burning Hell’s Dungeons (7)

Somewhere remote on the Continent.

In a remote cave, a man stoked a fire. Over the flames, he grilled meat dripping with blood.

*Sizzle*

Enjoying the sound of the meat sizzling, the man picked up the flask next to him. Uncorking it with his hand, he raised it to his mouth.

The red wine flowed down his throat, warming his body.

“Keuuu.”

Then he grabbed the undercooked meat.

He chewed the meat, dripping with blood, and washed it down with wine. When he was satisfied, he lay down on the ground.

He touched his stomach, which was slightly bulging.

A rushing sound came from outside the cave. Soon, a black-hooded figure entered.

The man knelt down in front of him.

“Apostle, we have a message from headquarters.”

“Oh? What’s the message?”

“They say groups are gathering from all over the kingdoms to attack the Demon Gate in Burning Hell.”

“What’s the First Apostle doing.”

“They say he was killed in the Holy Empire.”

” Ho-hmm.”

The man arched his brows.

“So?”

“The directive to proceed with the planned operation has been issued.”

“I see I’m finally made to move.”

The man stood up and grinned, showing his yellowed teeth.

“Kehehehe. Let’s go.”

“I’ll open the portal.”

The black hooded figure drew a magic circle on the floor and sent a stream of magic through it.

*Oooooh!*

A teleportation circle was created.

The man moved without hesitation.

As soon as he stepped in, the surrounding landscape changed. Loud noises accompanied by various scents of food.

Ornate and colorful architecture.

And people passing by.

In the far distance, a huge royal palace fluttered with the symbol of the Crane Kingdom.

“Who is that…..”

“He just appeared out of nowhere?”

“Shouldn’t we report this?”

Picking his nose, he bided his time, ignoring the chatter around him.

Shortly after, security forces arrived.

A guard with a spear in his hand pointed it at the man and shouted.

“You’re under arrest for illegal usage of teleportation.”

The man held out his hands.

As the guards cautiously approached the man, he grabbed the face of the guard in front of him and crushed it along with the helmet.

“Aaaahhh!”

“Kyaaaaaaaah!!*

“H-He killed a person!”

He approached the cowering guards and blew their heads off, throwing their bodies here and there.

Soon after, a black teleportation circle appeared behind the man, and from within it emerged figures wearing black hoods.

Upon seeing them, the man cackled.

“There is only one thing we have to do today.”

“…..”

“Enjoy the blood festival.”

“Waaaaaaaah!”

The cultists began to spread out in all directions, slaughtering everyone in sight.

The man propelled himself forward, leaping lightly through the air towards the direction of the palace.

Taking position on a nearby tall building, he raised his right hand into the air, clenching his fist.

Gathering the demonic energy that flowed through his body into his fist, he thrust it toward the Royal Palace.

Demonic Energy in the form of a giant fist crashed into the Palace.

*BOOOOM!*

The black energy exploded, engulfing the Royal Palace.

The building collapsed, sending up billowing clouds of dust and debris, while screams echoed from every direction.

*Clank*

At that moment, amidst the dust, there was a silhouette. A knight in armor, a member of the Royal Knights of the Crane Kingdom.

They weren’t alone.

Nearly ten knights gathered around the man, and he laughed at the sight of the gleaming aura blades on their swords.

“Come on.”

*Thump*

The knights surged forward, launching themselves at the man. With demonic energy swirling in both hands, the apostle faced the approaching knights.

*Pow!*

*Snap!*

The apostle struck the knight’s chest and grabbed his neck, snapping it. He then hurled the dead knight’s body at the approaching foes before running forward.

The apostle swung a fist imbued with demonic energy towards the knight who was holding his comrade.

*BAAAM!*

Demonic energy exploded, blasting the two knights. He didn’t stop there, killing all the other knights that rushed at him.

With the knights taken care of and without a trace of blood on him, the Apostle shot another blast of demonic energy in the direction of the Royal Palace.

With perfect aim, he destroyed the palace and stretched out his hand above it.

Black Demonic Energy flowed out, forming a huge rectangular shape that slowly began to expand and fill within.

The Demon Gate.

The cultists set up prepared dungeons all over the kingdom, and trapped people in them.

Fearful and terrified.

The negative emotions of those trapped in the dungeons fueled the demonic energy, and it flowed into the Gate to the Demon Realm.

The Apostle curved a wicked smirk.

“How will they get out of this?”

There were now two Demon Gates. Not only that, but the other apostles would soon make their move.

The number of demonic gates to the world would soon increase.

“Kehehehe.”

The Six Kingdoms will have their heads spinning.

Even if they gather together as one, it would still take an enormous amount of time, and there wouldn’t be enough people to destroy all the open Demon Gates at once.

“This time…….”

The Era of the Demons will dawn.

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*CLANG!*

The shockwave knocked him backward.

While he could handle Henry Baskervan’s power, he couldn’t match his experience and knowledge of the shadows.

Redin dodged the black spikes that shot up from the ground.

He leaped into the air, creating a foothold with shadows, and dashed towards Henry Baskervan, putting strength into his legs.

The shockwave knocked him backward.

While he could handle Henry Baskervan’s power, he couldn’t match his experience and knowledge of the shadows.

Redin dodged the black spikes that shot up from the ground.

He leaped into the air, creating a foothold with shadows, and dashed towards Henry Baskervan, putting strength into his legs.

*Bam!*

*Bam!*

He used Storm Slash to drive Henry Basquevant back while drawing upon the power of shadows.

Activating Lord Mode, he unleashed a horde of shadow minions, and Henry Baskervan called forth his shadow minions in response.

*Boooom!*

*Booooooom!*

The shadows collided, emitting shockwaves. The ground cracked, and everything nearby exploded.

Driven by rage due to the curse, Henry Baskervan continued to move without pause.

He hurled a half moon wave at the man.

The blue aura blade flew out.

*Boom!*

He continued to swing his sword relentlessly, parrying Henry Baskervan’s strikes and employing consecutive Half Moon Strikes.

*Squirm*

*Squirm*

As he forced himself to draw up strength to parry the attacks, Redin could see the curse reacting a little.

The curse visible on Henry Baskervan’s shoulder.

But it quickly receded back into his body and disappeared.

“……Last.”

The [Blazing Soul] duration was running out, and the curse within him must be drawn out and destroyed.

He glanced sideways.

The shadows around Redin began to close in on him. When Henry’s alter egos joined in, he had to consider the worst.

“The real thing is different.”

He created some distance, dodging the oncoming attacks. Recalling all the remaining shadows, he formed a cage where Henry stood.

A cage big enough for a man.

Then he drew his two swords and gathered all his remaining energy.

The Mid-Tier 2nd Form he had been practicing in his spare time.

[Eclipse Slash]

“Haaaah.”

Taking a deep breath, he infused all his mana into the sword. The mana emitted from the sword formed a circle, creating a single moon.

A full moon of blue light.

Behind it, Henry Baskervan was superimposed.

Auror blades extended from his two swords, lengthening and falling toward the moon.

*Swish!* *Swish!*

The full moon split apart creating lines of destruction.

With it came a powerful storm of mana that engulfed the surroundings.

*Whiiirrr!*

He felt his body go limp.

Gasping for breath, he slammed the sword in his hand to the ground and struggled to his feet, clutching the two bottles of holy water in his subspace pouch.

Lifting his head, he stared at Henry Baskervan in front of him.

The curse jutted out to shield itself. Looking at the grotesque tentacle on a replica of a shield, he activated his shadow alter ego.

Simultaneously, he switched to his alter ego and shattered the vial of holy water.

Summoning the last of his strength, he used the Sword of Judgment to cleave the curse.

“Sizzle!”

The curse was dissolved with the Sword of Judgment.

Henry Baskervan’s eyes, which had been glowing red, returned to their normal color.

*Thud.*

Henry collapsed to the ground.

“Dad!”

Seria rushed to his aid. She fed him a potion from her stash, then walked over to Redin and pulled out another potion.

A potion that flows down his throat.

As it took effect, Redin felt his exhaustion fade and his strength was returning. But it wasn’t a complete recovery, possibly because he’d overexerted himself.

Pulling himself upright, he stared at Henry Baskervan.

“Ugh…”

Clutching his head, Seria walked over to Henry Baskervan.

“Daddy, are you all right?”

“Seria?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

“Ugh…”

An unwanted side effect of the curse.

It’ll be a while before he comes to his senses.

“Huu…”

Exhaling deeply, he reflected on the battle that had just taken place. It had been evenly matched for the first half of the fight, but after that, it had been one-sided.

There wasn’t much of a reason for that.

He was simply not good enough.

Up until now, he had filled in the gaps with his [Blazing Soul] and [Archmage’s Desire].¹

Against someone who had reached the level of a Master, the gap was not so easily bridged.

Perhaps if the curse hadn’t taken control of Henry Baskervan’s body, and if the man had fought with his mind.

He wouldn’t have made it more than five minutes.

“Mastery.”

Even though he’d come up through the ranks fast enough, the enemies he would face would be at the very least Master quality.

The variables that he’d created had accelerated the time for the Demon Gates to be opened. That meant he had to grow stronger faster.

To do so now would require choice and focus.

This time, he realized why he hadn’t broken through the Master’s Wall. For one thing, he had too many skills.

Harungel’s swordsmanship, The Power of the Shadows.

To the Shapeshifting of the Dryads. And even Dragon Magic.

He was trying to cover all of them, and he didn’t have enough time to hone any of them in depth.

This would prove to be a weakness against those with the skills of a Master.

“…..”

To be more efficient with the power he possessed.

And he needed time to train to be able to use it compressively.

It just so happens there’s a suitable place.

A Hidden Piece on the 10th level of the underground prison.

As soon as he exits the dungeon and resolves the Demon Gate, he plans to seek out hidden piece to further refine his skills.

After clearing his thoughts, he stood up.

Walking over to Henry Baskervan, who was closing his eyes for a moment, and Seria, who was sending him worried glances.

“How is he?”

“I guess the shock was too much.”

He pulled out a bottle of holy water.

“Try this one too.”

“Thank you.”

Seria poured holy water into Henry Baskervan’s mouth, and not long afterward, his closed eyes opened.

He felt the power of the shadows around him.

He drew up his own powers of shadow to meet it.

*Crash!*

Blocking the many black spikes that were aimed at him. At the same time, Henry Baskervan grabbed Seria and separated themselves.

A face he’d grown accustomed to seeing in the game.

“Who are you, and why are you using the power of the Baskervan clan?”

“It’s a long story.”

“Dad, it’s okay.”

Seria intervened and stopped Henry Baskervan in his tracks.

*Fwooosh!*

Columns of Demonic Energy were starting to erupt on the other continents as well. At this rate, the Gate to the Demon Realm containing those demons would open.

“I’ll explain everything when this is over.”

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TL/N:

1. [Archmage’s Desire] – Ch 82
-Draws in mana from the surroundings, maximizing your recovery.
-Every time you spend a certain level of mana, your mana socket/circle will grow.
-Can only be used for 1 hour per day.

[Blazing Soul (EX)] – Ch 112
-When you are completely depleted of health in combat, the power of the phoenix in your heart is triggered.
-Fully restores the user’s health and stamina, and all abilities are tripled for 10 minutes.
-Cooldown: 1Day.