Blizt 'N Demon

Chapter 114 - Not a Living Being

While focusing on the fight, Ken instead heard a voice from his opponent. A very hoarse and broken voice was captured by his hearing senses, "Actually... Whoareyou? L'm.... Killed you.... Until many times.... But you didn't.... Also dead."

Ken smiled smirk, "You're dead. Someone who has died and become an undead like you, has no brains or feelings anymore. What am I explaining it for? You are now just a puppet and the word... Coming from someone who's already controlling you."

"All right.... If you don't answer.... I'lli'll.... Urge you and make you... Confessing."

Ralt is lost in Ken's sight. This made the white-haired young man even more wary. He looked around if the attack had arrived from his blind spot.

But what he thought was immediately thrown raw after seeing Leon who was now fighting again with the corpse of Ralt. It has even been created scratches on his back, arms and legs are white.

Ken growling. His footrest instantly strengthened and in a single breath, he had already appeared between Leon and Ralt.

His arrival was unexpected by Leon at all. He who had sent a kick to Ralt was accepted by Ken's body.

Dugh

The white-haired youth did not budge when his legs got a kick so hard. This even surprised Leon. Because, he had focused his energy on the legs and it should be able to send Ken flying to a distance of dozens of meters away. But now, the white-haired young man did not even move a single moment from before him.

But actually, Ken died to hold this position of his body. He almost crashed if he did not put himself well. But really, he wanted to scream when his feet went numb. Even his leg bone was broken from Leon's heartfelt kick.

Ken resisted the puncture attack carried out by Ralt using a sword until it was created with the clang of a weapon.

Both Ralt and Ken, the same wanted to suppress the opponent to make a sickening scream heard from the clinking of their weapons.

"You... Covering her? Apparently he... Your weakness?" ralt said with a hoarse voice and broke his fracture.

"He is not a weakness!" ken's cry instantly made Ralt depressed because the young man managed to press his sword hard.

Ralt disappears from where he is and a second later appears behind Leon.

Just now Leon was about to fend off the attack from this blind spot, yet Ken had already fended off the attack representing himself. Ken's movements were very fast, but his opponent used teleportation to move. This made Ken look like he had predicted Ralt's move before.

"He is not weak until he becomes my weakness. But I'm preventing you from attacking him not out of fear that he will get hurt, but because I'm annoyed that you're not dead, but that I've chopped to shapelessness" Ken said without taking his eyes off the opponent.

Ralt did not answer. He kicks down and makes Ken have to jump. But while the young man was still in the air, Ralt used his sword to slash at Ken's neck in a swift motion.

Ken who was about to pull over stopped his intentions when he saw Leon do that ahead of him. He was shocked and silent until his feet fell on the ground.

"Don't fight alone. I also want to do it" Leon said in a slightly quiet voice.

Leon performs an attack on the next gun move. He made Ralt push back continuously.

Ken gasped until he didn't move from his place for a few minutes after hearing Leon's words. Slowly, a smile formed on his face to make dimples created to make him look sweet, "Well, I'll help."

Kite was nearly struck by Need's sword as he looked at Ken from the corner of his eye. Especially now that he can see Ken starting to help Leon. Of course the sight made him come back almost under a heavy attack, "How could he still be alive?! Looking at the previous stab and the wound he got, he should have been dead!" inner Kite.

Kite can't act ignorant, like he can't see Ken who should be dead. It's really confusion. He knows Leon can bring someone back to life, and there's a good chance the young man revives Ken just like he did when he brought Nevan to life.

"Who is he really?" inner Kite while avoiding Need's attack. He looked at the person who attacked him seriously, "I'll make you unable to move."

In a flash, Kite disappeared from Need's sight. His actions made the young man stare left and right as if he was looking for something.

But not long after that, Kite appeared behind Need and hooked his foot to the opponent's leg to make the unprepared Need immediately slammed backward.

Not yet awake, Kite thrust his sword on one of Need's shoulders to make him who was in control of someone immediately attacked in pain. The young man tried to let go and keep away the sword that stuck in his shoulder. However, Kite did not pull his weapon at all.

Not allowing Need to move as he pleased, Kite raised another sword that he immediately struck on the opponent's thigh. Just the suddenness of this action made Need even more in pain. He rebelled and wanted Kite to let him go. However, Kite continued to hold the sword he had thrust on his shoulder so that Need's body could not move freely.

Need's rebellion movement instead made the sword that stuck his shoulder to the ground make the wound widen and tear up to the bottom.

"Ck, I don't like doing things like this. But I can't let you continue to be under someone's influence" Kite said.

"...Therefore, come to your senses as long as I don't hurt you any worse. Then bring 'he' here to get rid of that shitty corpse."

Need did not respond and instead clenched his teeth with glaring eyes staring at Kite. But the view seemed empty so that it could not be seen the look of pain or anger from him.

Kite's forehead suddenly shriveled faintly when he saw Need getting longer, "You... Not a living creature?"

He was surprised when he realized something about Need. Although the young man was breathing, had a beating heart in him, soul and feeling, there was one thing he did not have. The life energy of living beings.

He only realized it after being close like this and noticed it well. That said, Need was like any other undead. The difference is of course all the things he has that the undead do not have.

Feelings, heart beats and breath. Need has an artificial soul that is not really from life. Yet the soul was as if it was formed from many energies coming together. Then the undead, actually they still have souls. That's why even if they're dead, they can still move.

But the soul they had was not in the body and again, the soul of the demon who had died because the butterfly could not go to the final rest, nor could it return to its body. They were all trapped somewhere and waiting to be released.

"Who did it, but he's great. I didn't even know that Need wasn't a living thing. I should have known in a glance. Whoever created it, he's so great, "inner Kite.

"...Therefore, the one who has controlled it must be its own creator. He probably wouldn't have died even if I had his heart broken. Hm... It looks like it could be tried."

Without waiting for long, Kite pulled the sword she had thrust on one of Need's shoulders. At first the young man was about to rise. But his intention was to be dashed when Kite stabbed his chest even right hit his heart.

Need until it coughed up blood. His breathing looked so difficult as if he was approaching his end.

Until finally, Need really died. Seeing him no longer move or rebel, Kite let go of his grip on the sword. He removed the sword that pierced Need's thigh and was still holding his other sword.

To make sure Need was not breathing, Kite squatted nearby. He put his face under his nose. No air came out or in from it. He immediately pulled his sword out of Kite's body and removed it.

Kite looked very seriously at Need. Even he did not care about the sound of the fight at a distance of tens of meters from him which was so thunderous.

In his view, he saw that the artificial soul in Need's body was still in place. Not changing positions or leaving, "I hope my thinking isn't wrong and he can still live."

Not long ago, he hoped that hope would soon be realized. Need's eyes, which had been closed after the last breath, were now opening very quickly as if the body had just received a shock.