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Dark red blood spilled out from between Eugene’s parted lips.
Coughing slightly, Eugene weakly lifted his head as he gasped for air.
The Demon King of Incarceration could have continued his assault, but instead, he glared down at Eugene without doing anything.
This was done to drive the Hero into despair. The Demon King of Incarceration was prioritizing bringing Eugene and his comrades to the brink of despair over killing them. Was that because, after having shown them a past projection of himself in his darkest hour, he wanted them to feel the same despair he had?
Eugene firmly bit his trembling lip. Then, he forcefully swallowed the blood that was surging up his throat.
Despair? Eugene had no desire or intention to entertain such an emotion. No matter how strong the Demon King of Incarceration might be, no matter how unattainable victory might seem, Eugene would never fall into despair. He would never take his own life and move on to the next era like the Demon King of Incarceration had suggested.
He wanted to kill the Demon King of Incarceration. He wanted to slay the Demon King of Destruction. He wanted to save the world.
Everything that he wanted belonged to this era. The Demon King that Eugene wanted to kill first, the Demon King of Incarceration, was currently right in front of him, while the Demon King of Destruction was, at this very moment, being held back by Vermouth. The world that Eugene wanted to save was this very world, which still continued to struggle for survival even now.
To be honest, something like the next world didn’t at all matter to Eugene.
He wanted to save the world in which the World Tree had set down its roots. He wanted to save the world that had been illuminated by the Light. He wanted to save his Divine Army, which was currently fighting on the battlefield below, as they waited for Eugene to emerge from Babel victorious. He wanted to save all of his believers from all across the continent who were currently praying for his victory on the battlefield. And he wanted to save Vermouth, who even now was being worn down to the very limits of his sanity as he held back Destruction.
That was why he couldn’t afford to despair. Eugene wouldn’t allow himself to fall into despair.
Gasping for breath,...
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