The King of the Battlefield Chapter 284

“……”

Muyoung stood. His charred, broken, brittle hands now had flesh, and he reached out to touch his face and head.

‘I live?’

Muyoung furrowed his brow. Diablo was still alive after having regenerated once more and killed Muyoung. Meyoung had recognized his death and closed his eyes for the final time.

“My husband! He is alive!”

Another strange thing was that Muyoung saw a fairy in front of him. Was this a dream? However, Muyoung disregarded this notion because he knew that this was reality, and a harsh one at that.

‘The Seven Trials.’

Muyoung thought he had seen those words when he opened his eyes. ‘The Seven Trials’ was the name of the power he had taken from the doppleganger. It was a mythical power that could be used to resurrect up to seven times. However, there was a penalty for each revival, and a reminder page in his status viewer popped up to refresh Muyoung’s memory.

Skill name: ‘The Seven Trials’ (None) The Immortal King overcame the impossible and perilous seven trials and earned seven lives. Lives left: Six. One loses something important for every revival.

What did Muyoung lose that was important to him? He turned back the dial on the status viewer. Everything was as Muyoung remembered in terms of statistics and skills. Muyoung confirmed that nothing was different.

“My husband! I was so worried. But don’t worry, I come with a way to crush that thing!”

“Who are you?”

Muyoung pinched his forehead. His head hurt worse than when his body had crumbled.

“Yes?”

The fairy stopped still as a statue by Muyoung’s question.

“I don’t know who you are but move aside. I have no time to play with you.”

Muyoung forced himself to stand up. He was in the middle of a battle, and while he was not fully healed, there was no time to rest. He still had six lives left. Diablo could not revive limitlessly if it had similar powers as Muyoung.

‘Let’s see who finishes first.’

Muyoung gripped Anguish, and it wailed in pain as his energies flowed. Muyoung ignored Anguish’s moans of disobedience. Crimson Balrog shouted not from agony, but to announce Muyoung’s revival.

“You did well.”

Crimson Balrog’s condition was gruesome, but his delight in seeing Muyoung’s revival was as if he was healed. With a thud, Crimson Balrog’s body crumbled. It was a miracle he had endured up to this time. Amon and Gremory had also gone down.

‘Am I the only one left?’

Muyoung still felt as if his head would burst. He saw the Hell Horse stand beside him as if to answer Muyoung’s question with a nay. (P/E: Or “neigh”. Lol!)