Surviving as a Barbarian in a Fantasy World

Chapter 110 – The Invasion of Evil (3)

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Chapter 110: The Invasion of Evil (3)

“A revelation? Have you suddenly found faith in a god?”

Arkamis scoffed.

Butler smiled without any particular reaction, lifting his sword.

“Tsk.”

Arkamis clicked her tongue.

Though she feigned calm, the situation was dire.

Arkamis stomped her foot.

Boom!

The domain began to move.

The defensive spells and catalysts she had prearranged activated, launching an attack on the enemy.

This was the power wielded by an alchemist of her caliber within her domain.

Even for someone like Maximus, it was a highly dangerous assault.

But Butler casually swung his greatsword.

Slash!

The domain was cleaved.

The overwhelming force noticeably weakened.

Butler extended his sword, and a wind imbued with darkness swept through the domain, completely neutralizing her attack.

Butler then stomped his foot, and his body instantly moved to Arkamis’ side, at a speed too fast for the eye to follow.

Yet, Arkamis reacted.

She quickly waved her hand, scattering a few glittering particles into the air.

“Push him back!”

Boom!

The space itself pushed against Butler, trying to expel him from the domain.

However, Butler did not budge.

He gripped his sword tighter, and darkness began to envelop it.

Slash!

The space started to be sliced apart.

The sword slowly approached.

Arkamis had no choice but to leap away to evade.

“Damn severance,”

She cursed through gritted teeth.

Each demon had its own unique power.

Ashetiar, the Demon of Gravitas, could imbue his darkness with weight.

Butler’s power was simple: severance.

He could sever all substances in this world.

Now, Butler was cutting the connections within her domain.

The organic linkages were breaking, gradually weakening her influence.

For someone like her, who exerted control over a domain, he was the worst possible opponent.

Arkamis’ eyes darkened.

If this dragged on, she would lose.

Her entire domain would be severed and exposed defenseless.

She needed to decide the outcome before that happened.

Making up her mind, she hesitated momentarily and glanced at the house behind her.

“Damn it.”

She took a deep breath, seemingly making a firm decision, and gathered all her mana.

[Move.]

Then she began issuing commands.

These were the orders of the domain’s master.

The earth, the air, the grass—all within her domain moved according to her will.

[I am your master. Gain consciousness. Acquire self-awareness and emotions. Become my power.]

Arkamis shouted fiercely.

[Tear and kill the enemy!]

Everything within her domain moved according to the master’s will.

The weeds growing haphazardly in the yard, the fence she had constructed and left unattended, the wind blowing within the domain—everything except the house gained will and moved.

They lunged to tear and kill the demon, her enemy.

“Wow!”

Ketal, who was watching, exclaimed in admiration.

It was because this spectacle was reminiscent of Nano’s attack.

Whereas Nano had replaced everything within a range and then returned them to attack, Arkamis was imbuing everything within her domain with will to attack the enemy.

One elf was mimicking the heterogeneity of the Forbidden Lands to a degree.

‘This is the power of an alchemist at their peak.’

Ketal was impressed.

“Hmm.”

Butler’s expression turned serious, perhaps indicating that this attack would not be easily thwarted.

Crunch.

Butler drove his sword into the ground and murmured softly,

“Sever.”

The power moved according to his command.

Thousands of blades manifested in an instant, cutting down everything that approached.

A storm of blades shredded the entire approaching domain.

Arkamis mustered mana to its limits.

She exerted all her strength to break through Butler’s defense.

Slash!

Not all the surging attacks could be severed.

Butler’s defense began to slowly give way.

“Hup.”

Butler gripped his greatsword and put all his strength into it.

He swung it, and the blade of darkness condensed into a single point before bursting out.

The two forces, reaching their limits, exploded against each other, sending shockwaves throughout the forest.

Unless one was a superhuman, it was impossible to respond.

“No, don’t...”

Arkamis muttered weakly, helpless to do anything.

In her mind, she saw Ketal falling to the ground.

“Hmm.”

But Ketal calmly extended his hand.

The greatsword stopped in Ketal’s grasp.

Butler’s eyes widened.

“Wha—”

He couldn’t finish the sentence.

Ketal’s fist struck his chest, punching a hole through Butler’s body.

Boom!

Butler’s body rolled on the ground.

The impact shook the forest, causing leaves to fall as the wind burst through.

“Hmm.”

Ketal nodded.

“Tougher than Ashetiar.”

“...What?”

Arkamis gaped in astonishment.

* * *

‘W-Wait a second.’

What did I just see?

The demon she couldn’t defeat even with all her might was sent flying with a single punch from Ketal.

“W-What?”

She couldn’t keep up with the sudden turn of events.

At that moment, evil arose.

Butler, having rapidly regained his original form, struck down at Ketal from above with his sword.

“Oops.”

Ketal easily dodged by turning his body to the side and moved his foot.

Crack.

Butler’s upper and lower body separated.

But it was meaningless as his body rapidly regenerated.

Butler reached out to grab Ketal’s neck, intending to snap it with all his strength.

But then Butler’s eyes wavered.

His hand was brimming with enough power to crush even powerful defensive magic.

But Ketal’s neck remained unchanged.

Ketal grabbed Butler’s hand and crushed it.

He then slammed Butler into the ground and swung his fist.

Boom boom boom!

The ground shook.

Butler’s body was pulverized into dust.

“You...”

Butler regenerated a short distance away.

Ketal whistled.

“You really don’t die, do you.”

Evil beings couldn’t be killed unless one wielded mystic power.

While Ketal had obtained mystic power, it seemed he couldn’t utilize it.

“...”

Butler was bewildered.

He was being overwhelmed.

By a barbarian who couldn’t even wield mystic power, purely through brute strength.

‘Why did such a being appear out of nowhere?’

There was no mention of this in the prophecy.

Butler’s expression suddenly changed as if he understood something.

He opened his mouth.

“You. You’re the barbarian Ashetiar mentioned.”

“Oh? You know me?”

“I heard about you directly from her. I thought it was nonsense... but to think it was true.”

A human who could defeat demons without wielding mystic power.

He thought such a being couldn’t exist, but here he was, standing right before him.

Butler let out a hollow laugh.

“You are indeed strong. Unusual.”

Butler picked up his greatsword.

“But even so, you are just someone who can’t wield mystic power. You cannot defeat me.”

Ketal had defeated Ashetiar.

But that was merely a matter of compatibility.

Ashetiar’s power was pure physical strength.

Even without knowledge of mystic power, it could be broken with greater physical strength.

In contrast, Butler’s power was severance.

No matter how tough the steel, if it was a mere substance, he could sever anything.

If one could wield mystic power, they could counter it, but without that, it was meaningless.

Butler’s greatsword was imbued with the power to sever all things.

Step.

Butler charged at Ketal.

As the greatsword swung towards him, Ketal clenched his fist.

Butler believed without a doubt that the fist would be split in two.

The power of severance met an ordinary, powerless fist.

Crack.

The greatsword shattered.

Ketal’s fist slammed into Butler’s face.

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