How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World[part1]

Chapter 107: After the Performance (1)

The stage where a tense battle is taking place is reaching its climax. Sakran was exerting all his power, now exhausted, to pressure Xenon, and Xenon is also giving his all to give Sakran eternal rest.

At one point, when it seemed that Xenon was losing ground, a demon presumed to be Jin belatedly joined in. Since Volume 5, Xenon and Jin have fought together as a duo, so it was the perfect timing.

"Huaaaaa!"

Finally, Sakran started to release all the devil's power that he had been suppressing. The black energy began to flow out of him, showing how much power he had been restraining.

Along with this, Xenon and Jin also opened up all their power in preparation for the battle. Eventually, when Sakran finished his devilization and ran towards them, as the Lirus Orchestra performed another piece.

The high-pitched sound of the violin concluded it just like before, but then a new song followed.

-Ah, demons. Those who were born in darkness and crave for light.

The solemn and mournful chorus of the choir that had been waiting silently until now. At the same time, the final battle continued, directly expressing what "Life" is.

I sincerely admired the collaboration between the theater and the choir, and the preparedness of the Lirus Orchestra. I now understand why Lirus said that it was just a taste.

How much effort did they put into showing this collaboration? As someone who only writes, I dare not even imagine.

-We will overcome the waves of tragedy and share our will.

-Resist the darkness and move towards the light.

-O God, grant us hope.

-O God, grant us rest.

-May we hope to die as humans.

-Aaaaaaaah.

The choir continued slowly, ending with a chorus that sounded like a scream. Despite this, the Lirus Orchestra responded by repeating the chorus once more.

Usually, during a battle, one cannot take their eyes off the intense situation. However, this stage was so engrossing, as if it contained a person's entire life, that one could not take their eyes away even for a moment. The immersion was beyond terrifying, and it made one wonder how these two groups were a gathering of the most talented individuals in this era. With this level of skill, they could have easily dominated the cultural world even in my past life.

Thunk!

"Kuhh! Kuuaaahhh..."

The tragic battle that had made their palms sweaty was finally coming to an end. Thanks to Jin's efforts, Xenon had discovered a gap and deeply sliced into Sakran's torso with his diagonal attack. Due to the accumulated damage, despite the demon's regenerative abilities, the wound on Sakran's body had not healed. Xenon did not miss this opportunity.

After tightly gripping his sword with both hands, he accurately stabbed the struggling Sakran's heart with it.

Puuuuck!

"...Cough!"

Sakran coughed up black blood as the sword had been plunged into his heart. Trembling, he looked at the sword piercing his heart and then lifted his head up calmly.

As Sakran raised his head, Xenon met his gaze and, maintaining a stern expression, forcefully removed the sword that had pierced his heart. With a sound, black blood spurted out.

Thump!

"Sakran!"

"Sir Sakran!"

Sakran was a hero who had protected the demons, even if he had become a devil himself. The demons who had been watching the battle rushed towards Sakran when he fell to his knees.