Damn Reincarnation

The Demon King of Incarceration fell to his knees.

However, Eugene didn’t rashly approach the fallen Demon King. He had already caused Incarceration to fall to his knees several times throughout their fight. There had also been several times when the Demon King had been knocked down and seemed unable to get up.

But every time, the Demon King of Incarceration had still gotten back to his feet. Even when he had been struck with attacks that should have left him close to death — no — that should have taken his life outright. This Greater Demon King, who bore the curse of immortality, would always get back up once more to block Eugene’s path forward.

‘Please,’ Eugene thought to himself as he glared at the Demon King of Incarceration, forcefully suppressing the urge to pant for breath. ‘Please don’t get up.’

This wish was filled with all of the sincerity that Eugene could muster. Such a strong desire was because Eugene, just like the Demon King, had been pushed far beyond his limits. His whole body was groaning in protest, his vision was swimming, and his head felt clouded, so it would be challenging for the Hero to keep fighting any longer.

Of course, Eugene wouldn’t set his sword down just because he thought it would be a challenge. He might be sincerely wishing for the opposite outcome, but if the Demon King of Incarceration did get up one more time… if he raised those shaking fists that he couldn’t even hold steady and started walking towards them, then Eugene would naturally step forward to meet the Demon King and be ready to swing his sword once more.

“Haaaah…,” a long sigh escaped the Demon King of Incarceration’s lips as he continued to kneel on the ground.

Eugene bit his lip to keep focused as he took a cautious step forward.

Fwooosh…!