WHAT! I Have To Kill Heaven's Son To Live!-Chapter 204: You Call Yourselves Warriors?

Outside, the battlefield had turned crimson.

Within just the first thirty seconds, Reon had torn through the Low- and Mid-Rank Demonic Elite Beasts like a tempest of death.

Their bodies now lay cold and broken across the field.

Then, without pause, he turned his blade on the three High-Rank Demonic Elite Beasts—and in less than fifty seconds, they too were felled.

Now, only forty seconds remained.

Two opponents were left.

The final two Peak-Rank Demonic Elite Beasts:

The Black Earth Tiger and the Thousand Wind Leopard—

Both had now taken on their human forms—tall, imposing, and radiating powerful auras, their eyes fixed on Reon with intense suspicion.

"Human," the Black Earth Tiger growled. "How did you suddenly become this strong?"

The Thousand Wind Leopard narrowed his eyes.

"He used some kind of sneaky human secret technique. Didn’t you see? Just moments ago, the corpses of many of our brave warriors suddenly vanished."

"I thought so," the tiger muttered darkly.

Reon, now surrounded by the faint glow of his unleashed power, stepped forward. His voice was sharp with fury.

"Bastards... You call yourselves warriors? Then why the hell are you slaughtering innocents?"

The Thousand Wind Leopard snarled, his anger flaring.

"Innocents? Don’t make me laugh, you hypocrite!"

His words came like blades of wind.

"You humans slaughtered our families, sacrificed our children, imprisoned us, and turned us into slaves. You tortured us endlessly and forced us to carry out your filthiest deeds."

His hands surged with 7-Star Wind Aura, forming a blade as the air howled fiercely around him.

"Even now, your kind commands us to kill—to destroy everything in sight! And we obey... because we have no choice. We loathe you. Every single one of you."

He lunged, roaring with rage.

"And you dare act righteous—accusing us of killing innocents? You humans are the true embodiment of evil."

CLANG!

Reon met his strike head-on—his sword glowing with sharpened Sword Aura, enhanced by the temporary ascension in his realms.

Sword Aura clashed with Wind Aura in a dazzling explosion of sparks.

Reon’s expression didn’t change.

"I see... So this is what the Demon Worshippers have done to you."

He exhaled, eyes softening. "I’m truly sorry—for all the pain you’ve endured."

The wind leopard’s attack faltered for a moment, caught off-guard.

But he didn’t stop.

"You think your apology changes anything? You think that forgives years of blood and grief?!"

"No," Reon said calmly. "It doesn’t."

He pushed back with force, knocking the beast away.

"But the ones who caused your suffering... the ones who used you and killed your kin... every last one of them will pay with their lives."

The Thousand Wind Leopard froze.

"Y-You... You’d really do that?"

Reon gave a faint smile.

"Yeah. So now, you can rest."

He whispered under his breath:

"Nine Yang Sword Technique...

Second Form — Rising Sun Pierce."

A blinding thrust of pure, surging Spiritual Qi tore through the air—powerful enough to pierce a mountain.

The sword drove straight into the leopard’s heart, carving a gaping hole in his chest.

Blood erupted in a crimson spray, splattering the earth below.

Even the force of the strike blasted through the air, tearing a path for over a mile behind him.

The Thousand Wind Leopard gasped, eyes wide as blood ran down the corner of his lips.

But his face... slowly softened.

"Th... Thank you... for freeing me from this pain... and for taking revenge... on our behalf..."

Thud.

His body collapsed—lifeless—yet wearing a faint, peaceful smile.

Only fifteen seconds remained.

Reon turned his gaze to the Black Earth Tiger, his voice calm but firm.

"What will you do now?"

The tiger stood silent for a moment, his expression conflicted.

Then, he asked quietly, "What you said earlier... was it true?"

Reon nodded.

"Yeah. My Senior Sister is inside the secret realm of those Demon Worshippers, cutting them down one by one. They’re being wiped out as we speak."

The tiger’s eyes narrowed, a hint of pain flickering in them.

"I see... That explains why those bastards sent us to slaughter the humans. Likely for sacrifices—to boost their power or fulfill some twisted agenda."

Reon took a step forward.

"So? What’s your answer? Do you still want to kill innocents?"

The Black Earth Tiger hesitated.

"I... don’t want to anymore. But—"

Before he could finish, he lunged forward. His arm flared with 9-Star Earth Aura, the ground trembling beneath him.

"—I don’t have a choice."

CLANG!

Reon barely managed to raise his sword in time.

The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, his feet sinking a meter into the earth as he struggled to block the blow.

’He’s stronger... stronger than the last one,’ Reon thought, gritting his teeth.

"Why?" Reon asked through clenched teeth, straining against the tiger’s strength. "Why don’t you have a choice?"

They broke apart, only to clash again in a blur of motion—

SWOOSH!

CLANG!

Dust and sparks flew with each violent exchange.

As they fought, the tiger shouted over the clash of Sword Aura and Earth Aura:

"Those bastards... they used some strange technique on us. No matter what they command, our bodies obey mindlessly—even though our consciousness remains intact.

"It’s like we’re trapped inside, forced to watch as our own bodies follow their orders."

"AGHH!"

Reon forced him back with a powerful swing, his expression shocked.

"What the hell kind of twisted technique is that?!"

The tiger growled in frustration.

"I don’t know! Even now, I’m fighting you against my will!"

Reon weaved and parried, his mind racing.

’A slave contract technique? No... that still requires the subject’s consent, even if it punishes them severely for disobedience.’

’A puppet technique? Unlikely. If it were, their consciousness would be completely erased—they’d be nothing more than mindless husks.’

’That leaves only one possibility... a technique bestowed by the Lords they serve—Demons.’

’Only demons could craft something so twisted and cruel.’

"Hey," Reon called out, "Do you know its name? Or what grade it is?"

"No," the tiger growled, voice raw with anguish. "I know nothing."

Reon’s brows furrowed.

’Damn... That complicates things. But—maybe... just maybe...’

Reon shouted.

"If you’re willing, I might be able to destroy that technique for you. So, what do you say? Want to give it a try?"

Only five seconds remained.

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