A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 206

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 206

 

His vision turned blood red.

 

An unknown voice repeatedly shouted inside his head.

 

[Kill them! Kill them all!]

 

Lucalion gasped for breath and raised his head.

 

Above the crimson sky.

 

Dark magic energy erupted from his own body, surging upward.

 

[You must cut off their filthy breath! Purify those ugly creatures with death!]

 

A groan escaped from his mouth.

 

Even covering both ears, the voice only grew louder.

 

[Show blood! Tear out their entrails and rip them apart!]

 

The next moment, one hand moved against his will.

 

Following that hand, the monsters that had been lying on the ground rose up.

 

The monsters with exposed bones and rotting flesh were already half-corpses.

 

Nevertheless, upon receiving Lucalion’s command, they bent their joints and stood upright.

 

“…Capture them.”

 

Lucalion spoke.

 

Immediately, a dark blue light flashed in the monsters’ eyes.

 

The hallucination in his head cried out with joy.

 

[Excellent, servant of death! Minion of the Absolute Being… Commander King!]

 

As the name ‘Commander King’ pierced through his head, he felt pain.

 

Holding his forehead, Lucalion gasped for breath.

 

The crimson scene before his eyes came into clear focus.

 

“Humans…”

 

Yes, humans.

 

Humans who had unfortunately set foot in the ravine he had made his nest.

 

This place was already soaked with their blood.

 

Some were still struggling desperately to survive, but there was no hope.

 

“Kill them.”

 

At another brief command, the monsters of the Underworld took flight.

 

They were different from ordinary monsters.

 

Even if you thrust a spear into their heart.

 

Even if you split their body in half.

 

Even if you cut off their head, they continued to move alive.

 

“It’s a monster!”

 

“Run! Run if you want to live!”

 

Because they were beings that do not die.

 

They were things that Lucalion, who possessed the power to raise the dead, had resurrected by opening the gates of the Underworld.

 

“Aaaahhh!”

 

Blood splattered once again.

 

Lucalion’s expression was filled with fatigue.

 

At the same time, an unbearable thirst surged from within his chest.

 

[It’s not enough. You must kill more! You must kill more!]

 

It was a damned rampage.

 

A rampage that ultimately stained his hands with dirty blood.

 

Black scales slowly sprouted over his skin, which had been in the form of a child.

 

At the same time, a distant and nostalgic voice echoed in his ears.

 

[You are my most precious and beautiful leaf, my child.]

 

Mother Tree.

 

The spirits, including Lucalion, called the World Tree by that name.

 

[I know. Someday you will grow to create the greatest shade that the things of the earth can lean upon.]

 

The World Tree was benevolent.

 

As one who governed all life in the world, there was nothing she could not see.

 

[You are the portal between two worlds of life and death. You are a symbol of peace and balance, and a witness to harmony.]

 

Listening to her voice made him feel like he could do anything.

 

It felt as if all the world’s troubles and suffering would pass him by.

 

But…

 

[Run away!]

 

With a feeling like something piercing his brainstem.

 

The memory of the day the World Tree was split in half came rushing back.

 

[Lucalion, run away. If you too fall into that being’s hands, the world will end!]

 

Those firm roots had become tattered pieces.

 

The six branches where the great spirits had played were broken and contaminated.

 

[Let us plan for the future. I have an idea. Just endure until then. As that being takes me, the boundaries of your consciousness will crumble, but…!]

 

He couldn’t remember the conversation that followed well.

 

What had the World Tree said?

 

That Lucalion would fall into a swamp of madness.

 

That his ego would collapse and he would be swayed by uncontrollable impulses.

 

Not only that, but the spirits under the World Tree’s command would all be devoured without exception.

 

They would no longer be spirits, but become monsters who had surrendered their self-control to greed.

 

“In the end…”

 

Lucalion looked down at his own hands.

 

The human skin had already disappeared.

 

His bones twisted and stretched, and long, sharp claws sprouted from the ends of his skin.

 

Dark magic wrapped around his entire body as the rampage reached its peak.

 

“Astie! No!”

 

A desperate voice was heard from behind him.

 

When he turned his head, a demon from the underworld was restraining a human.

 

Lucalion, who had taken complete dragon form, muttered.

 

“A strong human.”

 

That man was the strongest among the humans who had set foot in this place today.

 

And the hardest to kill.

 

He could feel the rampage in his head growing angry.

 

[Kill that man too! You must kill even the child he loves most! Tear his flesh, take his blood!]

 

He wanted to find a way not to succumb to that voice.

 

That’s why he had hidden away in the ravine.

 

But at this moment, all of that was over.

 

“…So noisy.”

 

Lucalion spread his wings.

 

One of the underworld demons drove its sharp claws into Tesetan’s right shoulder.

 

But the human didn’t even scream.

 

Even with his shoulder torn to shreds, he didn’t even look at the demon that had wounded him.

 

His gaze was directed to only one place.

 

“Waaah! Waaah-!”

 

To the human baby crying on the ground.

 

Lucalion’s red eyes grew cold.

 

Feeling an even deeper fatigue from the long rampage, he lowered his gaze.

 

Then he spread his wings and headed toward where the crying could be heard.

 

“Waaah! Uwaaah! Aaaaah!”

 

The baby was crying desperately.

 

Scrunched eyes.

 

Two small hands poking out between the cloth.

 

“Astie-!”

 

The child’s father struggled frantically.

 

Even though his right arm was about to be completely torn off, he twisted and twisted his body.

 

“No! Not the child!”

 

[Kill! Stomp it to death!]

 

Lucalion’s heart pounded violently.

 

Blood vessels burst in both eyes as pain pierced through his head once again.

 

“Kieeeeeek-!”

 

When he opened his mouth, the sound of a blood-crazed beast flowed out.

 

Lucalion raised his sharp claws into the air.

 

It was a life that could be extinguished with just one movement.

 

Having succumbed to the rampage, perhaps now he too would completely lose his reason.

 

‘Then I could be at ease too?’

 

Since the World Tree was shattered.

 

He had fled and fled again to escape the grasp that pursued him.

 

To plan for the future, as the World Tree had said.

 

If Lucalion too fell into his grasp, then the world would truly end, he had been told.

 

‘I wanted to do well.’

 

Now he was tired.

 

He could endure no longer.

 

Feeling terrible thirst every moment, he could no longer live like this.

 

His claws descended toward the child.

 

He thought no one could stop it.

 

But at that moment.

 

Kwaaaaang-!

 

A recoil that exploded from the child’s heart sent Lucalion’s body flying through the air.

 

Deep scars formed on the ground.

 

Buried in the pile of dirt, Lucalion stared at Astie with red eyes.

 

“Uwaaah! Waaah!”

 

Golden energy was flowing around the child’s body.

 

And in such tremendous amounts that it could purify the entire ravine and more.

 

But that wasn’t all.

 

He raised his body.

 

Then he saw his two arms returning to human form.

 

The black scales disappeared, and the sharp teeth that had protruded were hidden back inside his skull.

 

Lucalion stepped forward as if he couldn’t believe it.

 

One step, then another step.

 

He saw the child crying without a single wound.

 

“Waaaah!”

 

A faint diamond-shaped something appeared and disappeared above the child’s chest.

 

Lucalion drew in a short breath.

 

[Let us plan for the future.]

 

Who would have thought that future would be today.

 

[I have an idea.]

 

Who would have thought that idea would be this.

 

Lucalion stood frozen, then slowly knelt down.

 

The child who had stopped crying opened his eyes wide and looked up at his face.

 

A groan that seemed to spill from his lips leaked out.

 

“My lord…?”

 

The World Tree, shattered with rotted roots.

 

Therefore, what the world needed was the next generation’s tree.

 

His hands trembled.

 

When Lucalion bowed his head at Tie’s feet, the underworld demons disappeared and the surroundings were dyed golden.

 

Astie.

 

The name the child’s father had called was carved into his mind like an engraving.

 

“My new…”

 

The child chosen by the World Tree was the one Lucalion would serve.

 

As long as the World Tree’s seed was in that small chest,

 

“…destiny.”

 

Lucalion had no other choice.

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