Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation

Chapter 351. Don’t Do Anything Stupid and Go (3)

Patrick and his party passed through the door leading to the 2nd floor, leaving the 1st floor to the two women.

As they diligently ran up the stairs, Riman spoke as if worried.

“Will those two be enough?”

“They’ll be fine.”

“Still, maybe I should stay behind and….”

“Oh? And if you stay, then what?”

“……”

“Surely you don’t think you, Four-Eyes, are stronger than those two, do you?”

“No, it’s not that, but….”

If one were to pick the weakest person among the members who had stormed into the Heavenly Demon’s fortress, it was Riman Ciera.

Although he was the most likely man to become the future Guardian, if one were to coldly judge based on skill alone, he was about average for a 7-star knight at best.

However….

‘If we’re talking about the destructive power of a single shot, the story is a bit different.’

Patrick had not chosen Riman because he highly rated his overall strength.

If that were the case, he would have brought one of Kalaron’s retainers.

The reason he brought Riman was that, in the unlikely event that he was defeated by the Heavenly Demon, there was a possibility Riman could land a blow on the Heavenly Demon.

However, until then….

“Don’t step forward recklessly and spare your body. Focus only on protecting yourself until the critical moment.”

“…Understood.”

To Patrick, Riman was like a liquid bomb sloshing in a glass cup.

He had to be moved to the destination carefully, without spilling or breaking.

To do that…

“Young Master. I see the door to the next room.”

“We’re breaching.”

He would have to do his best to win this battle.

Kwaaaang!

The moment they broke the door and stormed in.

Patrick confirmed immediately that there were six enemies in front of him.

And then….

‘Time is precious.’

Patrick swung his sword at the enemies in front of him without asking or questioning.

[ Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms: Third Form: Flashing Dragon Strike: Modified Form: Big Dipper Seven Linked Strikes ]

Patrick’s Flashing Dragon Strike, split into seven clones, simultaneously pounced on the enemies.

Kwang! Kwang! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwang!

And the result….

“Hoh, quite impressive.”

“Indeed, so this is the level.”

“Hmph, it’s nothing special, is it? What a fuss….”

“……”

None of the six enemies who faced Patrick’s surprise attack sustained any shock.

Everyone dodged or blocked the attack.

“…Look at these guys?”

It was a surprise attack.

Although he couldn’t put his full power into each strike considering the number of enemies, for them to defend against his attack so cleanly meant….

“You’re saying you’re pretty good?”

He couldn’t think otherwise.

And at this one remark from Patrick…

“Haaaa….”

“How absurd.”

“Is madness trending among children these days?”

“Haha… Hahaha….”

Rather, the opponents made expressions of disbelief.

One of them spoke.

“Child. Do you know who I am?”

“Do you think I would know?”

“I heard that you are also a person of the Murim. Is that not so?”

“That’s right? And so?”

“I am Jang O, the Demonic Flame Night Saber and the Fifth Elder of the Great Heavenly Demon Divine Cult. You must have heard this name.”

To the Fifth Elder of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, who spoke proudly with his chest puffed out, Patrick shook his head and said.

“No, I haven’t heard of it?”

“……”

“Really, I genuinely haven’t heard of it.”

“……”

You really don’t know?

To the opponent’s face that seemed to say that, Patrick said.

“No, the time I was active was hundreds of years after you guys had all died. Aside from the Heavenly Demon, everyone else was pretty much the same, so who would remember each and every one of them? Huh?”

“Hahaha….”

“The flow of time is indeed scary.”

To them who were sighing, Patrick aimed his sword and said.

“Anyway, I just need to know that you are devil heads who died a long time ago. What’s so important about that?”

Then, they frowned and said.

“Even if the Dao we pursue is different, there is a basic courtesy that must be observed between seniors and juniors of the Murim.”

“Hahaha. How nasty….”

“Tsk tsk tsk. The morals of the Murim have fallen to the ground.”

What is this?

Who are these familiar old fogies?

For being Demonic Practitioners, they acted like elders of famous Orthodox sects.

Wait, come to think of it….

‘I don’t feel any demonic energy.’

Despite identifying themselves as elders of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, no demonic energy could be felt from the old men in front of him.

What this meant was….

“Escaping Demonic Influence?”

Then, the corners of the mouths of a few in front of him went up.

“You have a sharp eye.”

And demonic energy began to surge from their bodies.

It was not the turbid demonic energy emitted by black mages or crude demonic beasts.

Pure and extremely refined, perfect demonic energy.

That energy began to pour out simultaneously from the bodies of the six old men.

‘…This has become troublesome?’

Patrick tensed up.

In terms of the realm of martial arts alone, the opponents were big shots who had pioneered the State of Profundity, a level where one could be called a Grandmaster.

There were not one or two, but six such old monsters in front of him.

It had to be seen as practically impossible to go up without consuming strength.

‘Is there no choice?’

Patrick tried to modify his plan and raise the Divine Power sealed deep within his body.

But at that moment….

“Pass through.”

Among the old men in front, a slender old man wearing a sword spoke.

At those words, Patrick frowned and asked back.

“…What are you plotting?”

“Nothing in particular, we just follow orders.”

A person who can give orders to the elders of the Demonic Cult?

There is only one such person.

“Are you saying the Heavenly Demon is calling me?”

The moment Patrick spoke to confirm….

Fwoosh!

Terrifying demonic energy poured out from the bodies of the elders.

Then one of the elders said.

“Watch your tongue. Brat. He is not someone you can dare to mention lightly.”

“Hoh, you find it unpleasant that I dare to mention the Heavenly Demon’s name?”

“If you know, shut that trap. Unless you don’t value your life.”

The one threatening Patrick with surging killing intent was the Fourth Elder, Poisonous Heart Ghost Demon.

However, there was something he didn’t know.

In the first place, Patrick was….

“Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenl….”

He wasn’t a human who wouldn’t do it just because he was told not to.

Rather, he would do it more.

“Yo… You dare.”

“Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heaven….”

“Can’t you shut that trap?”

“Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Demon, Heaven….”

“You bastard!”

Even the sincere killing intent of a Demonic Cult elder couldn’t stop Patrick’s mouth.

And while doing this, Patrick realized.

‘It seems to be real.’

They were genuinely angry, emitting killing intent sharp enough to sting his skin, but not a single one actually attacked.

The Heavenly Demon had genuinely called him to come up.

And since they had to obey the Heavenly Demon’s instructions, they couldn’t dare to lay a hand on him.

If so….

‘It is right to go, but….’

Patrick pondered.

If he went up from here, he would be able to fight the Heavenly Demon without consuming strength as originally intended.

The problem was that if he did that….

“Young Master, please go up.”

“April?”

April spoke to the hesitating Patrick.

She looked at Patrick calmly and said.

“You don’t need to worry about us.”

“That’s right. Don’t worry about us.”

Not only April, but his other wife, Elione, also chimed in from the side.

They knew.

The moment Patrick went up and they remained, those powerful Demonic Practitioners would attack them.

Six strong enemies who looked stronger than the Imperial Sword Saint at a glance.

It meant they had to deal with such formidable enemies without Patrick.

“No, it’s impossible after all.”

Patrick shook his head.

If Persona and Katherina, whom he had left on the 1st floor, were together, it might be different.

It was difficult to hope for victory against those six with only the remaining five.

“It’s right for me to join in here.”

And Patrick took a stance and said.

“When I charge, April, you follow and strike. Then Tutan protects Riman and Elione, and Uncle Kenonier….”

“Don’t do anything stupid and go. Double Dragon.”

The one who refuted Patrick’s words head-on was Riman Ciera, who pushed up his glasses with a disapproving expression.

He looked at Patrick, frowned, and said.

“Logically, your judgment is an extremely stupid choice.”

“What? This bastard wants a beating….”

“If you don’t defeat the Outer God anyway, don’t we all die?”

“……”

Patrick’s fist paused.

Because Riman had pointed out the core issue.

And he continued in a calm voice.

“The most important thing is for you to defeat the Outer God and save the world. If that doesn’t happen, everyone dies anyway. Am I wrong?”

“That’s….”

Right.

That was correct.

There was no logical way to refute it.

“Then, to increase the winning rate even a little, you must go to the Outer God in a pristine condition. Because, even if we survive here because you used your strength…. if you don’t defeat the Outer God afterwards, everyone dies anyway. Naturally, we, whom you protected, will also die.”

“……”

“In other words, to increase the survival probability of us living even a little bit, you must go to the Outer God right now.”

“……”

“That this is logically the correct judgment is… Ack!”

Thwack!

As Patrick hit the back of his head, Riman, who was pushing up his glasses, shouted with immense annoyance.

“Why did you hit me? You illogical bastard!”

“I hit you because I’m thankful you said the right thing.”

“You hit people when you’re thankful? You hit them?”

“Huh? Don’t people usually do that?”

Seeing Patrick, who genuinely thought that was correct, Riman thought.

‘Ah, this bastard really doesn’t fit with me.’

Did you just realize that now?

Anyway, Riman was right.

Patrick sighed deeply and said.

“April.”

“Yes. Young Master.”

“You may use ‘that’.”

“I intended to use it anyway.”

Indeed, it was a do-or-die situation, so what was there to hide now?

Patrick smiled bitterly and gave instructions to his companions one by one.

“Elione.”

“Yes. Honey.”

“Never fight in close combat, keep your distance with spirits, and provide cover. Rather than defeating the enemy, help our allies by annoying them.”

“Yes. Honey. You must definitely win and return too.”

As Elione fell into his arms, Patrick gently kissed her forehead.

“Tutan.”

“Yes. Big Brother.”

“The enemy knows how to use the Internal Injury Technique. Don’t rely on your toughness and take hits with your body; block properly while fighting.”

“You mean the punch Big Brother throws that rings the inside? Don’t worry.”

His sworn brother tapped his chest reliably.

“Uncle Guardian.”

“U… Uncle?”

“In terms of speed, you don’t lag behind either. Fight by thoroughly hitting and running.”

“Th…. I understand.”

Passing Kenonier, who answered reluctantly, Patrick looked at Riman.

“Riman.”

“What? What are you trying to say, you crazy bastard.”

He’s got a temper now.

Patrick quietly handed something to such a Riman and said.

“Use it if necessary.”

“This is……. Double Dragon?”

“It’s useless to me now anyway.”

“No, even so, why give this to me….”

“In a critical situation, you might become the watershed of the victory.”

At Patrick’s words, Riman thought for a moment and said.

“…I understand. I will use it well.”

Leaving words of advice to everyone like that, Patrick put on a cold face and walked towards the Demonic Cult elders.

And then….

He walked straight through the elders without hesitation.

There was not a speck of agitation on Patrick’s face as he casually passed between the six elders of the Demonic Cult, who were still emitting killing intent as if they would kill him.

“Hoh….”

“Hmm….”

It seemed that Patrick’s appearance looked different to the Demonic Cult elders as well.

And passing them, in front of the door leading up, Patrick opened the door without looking back.

“Big Brother! Win.”

“Blow him away. Double Dragon!”

“Honey. I believe in you.”

“Return safely. Young Master.”

Receiving the support of his companions, Patrick bit his lip tightly.

Some of these voices might not be heard again once he passed through this door.

But….

“……”

Patrick opened the door and passed through just like that.

Although he didn’t leave a single word, his back was speaking to his companions.

I will definitely win and return.

So you guys must definitely win too.