I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 190

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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The pillar of light struck the demon directly. The golden armor, crushed by the pillar, slammed into the hallway floor. The entire floor shook with a resounding crash.

I cautiously examined the ceiling. It was intact. Unlike last time, there wasn’t a gaping hole with sunlight pouring through. It seemed the light had originated from the sword, not the heavens.

‘……Was it a one-time thing after all?’

The fact that it hadn’t worked like it had against Behemoth suggested that the power lent by the sun and moon was likely a one-time occurrence. It seemed I wouldn’t be able to use it whenever I wanted.

“Pathetically weak.”

The golden armor slowly rose from the floor. The impact hadn’t been completely negligible, as its helmet cracked as it used its knees for support.

A hand clad in a golden gauntlet tossed the helmet aside. The demon’s face was revealed. It was expressionless. Its gaze was fixed on me, but its face remained unchanged, like a corpse.

“Someone like you shouldn’t be by Her Majesty’s side. You only tarnish her honor.”

A monotone sentence escaped its lips.

“Right, I’m sure you’re right.”

I tuned it out. It was possessed by a demon and clearly not in its right mind. There was no point in paying attention to its words.

‘I’ve confirmed that it’s ineffective.’

It seemed I would have to focus on defense. Until Minerva returned with reinforcements from the Holy Kingdom.

I reviewed the demon’s attack patterns. If I was careful about a few of its wide-area attacks, I could stall for time. I just had to avoid being cornered against a wall.

“The strongest should stand by Her Majesty’s side.”

The demon said, drawing its weapon.

As expected of the Knight Commander of the Golden Twilight Knights, it was a golden sword, its hilt and crossguard adorned with gold.

It was similar in shape to Iris’s longsword, but unlike her plain and unadorned sword, it was much more ornate and larger.

It felt like a size in between Iris’s longsword and Claudia’s greatsword. The player could wield it after defeating the demon.

‘Its performance isn’t that great, though.’

Despite being classified as a greatsword, its reach was shorter than my one-handed sword, Wingless Nightmare.

The golden armor bent its knees slightly. It pulled back its sword-wielding shoulder, bending its elbow, and brought its other arm horizontally in front of its chest, gripping the shoulder of its sword arm.

It was the charge attack that signaled the start of phase one.

Boom!

The demon kicked off the ground and charged towards me. Its next attack pattern would change depending on my reaction. It was a feature added in Darkest Light mod.

After briefly considering the consequences, I rolled towards the center of the hallway, to the demon’s left.

As soon as I rolled to the left, the demon canceled its overhead attack and twisted its sword horizontally, turning towards me.

If I rolled again here, I would be caught. It wouldn’t attack immediately, it would pause for a beat before swinging.

I waited for a moment and then swung my sword in sync with the demon’s attack. The golden greatsword and Wingless Nightmare clashed in mid-air, creating a sharp clang.

The next attack followed immediately. A diagonal downward strike in the opposite direction of the first parry, followed by a light thrust, and then a two-hit combo in an X shape.

I parried the final two hits as well. My body was pushed back, and my heels touched the hallway wall. I moved towards the center of the hallway, keeping my eyes on the golden armor.

‘The rune makes things much easier. I should have obtained it sooner.’

I shrugged my shoulders. Battle Fatigue should have been maxed out from that combo, but I didn’t feel any sluggishness. The rune was definitely helpful.

“You cannot protect Her Majesty.”

The golden armor said, charging at me again. It was one of the random lines it would say in phase one.

Even after being possessed by a demon, it was still thinking about protecting Cecilia. If only its personality and character had been better, it wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Ironically, Cecilia didn’t really care what happened to her subordinates. That was why the Silver Dawn Knights had been torn apart by a mere distant relative.

The distance between us closed rapidly. The demon pulled back its right arm, and the greatsword in its hand scraped against the floor, preparing to swing.

As always with combo attacks, all I had to do was parry in time with the rhythm, like a rhythm game.

The demon swung its arm in a half-circle, raising the greatsword above its head before bringing it down. Our swords clashed. My shoulder buckled, and a jarring shock ran up my arm.

Three more downward strikes followed. The Golden Twilight Knight Commander wielded the greatsword with one hand as if it were a twig.

The demon’s right arm moved horizontally this time. When I blocked it, an even stronger impact jolted my arm. The sword plunged into the hallway floor, pushing me back even further.

I pulled out Wingless Nightmare. A long gash was carved into the floor. The red carpet was torn and mangled, covered in stone fragments and debris.

“…….”

The golden armor, which had been staring at me blankly, looked down at its sword. Then, it tossed the sword aside and slumped to one knee.

‘……It’s already entering phase two?’

It hadn’t even been five minutes. Its HP couldn’t have dropped below 75% from just a few attacks. If it had, the pillar of light would have been much larger.

“Graaaaagh!”

A grotesque scream, unlike anything I had heard before, erupted. It sounded like metal scraping against metal.

It was the sign that signaled the start of phase two. The phase had definitely shifted.

“Groooan……”

The demon clutched its right shoulder, lowered its head, and then slowly raised it.

Its right eye was completely black. The transformation had progressed. This was phase two of the Golden Twilight Knight Commander boss fight.

“Grrr……Ugh……Graaaaagh!”

The golden armor convulsed. A tearing scream echoed, and its right arm burst from the inside, revealing a monstrous arm.

The new arm was almost as thick as a human torso. Its skin was dark red, its muscles bulged grotesquely, and its fingertips were tipped with sharp claws.

Despite its unchanging expression, its breathing was ragged, suggesting considerable pain. Well, the demon inside probably didn’t care, since it wasn’t its own body.

The demon rose to its feet. The greatsword it had discarded was gripped in its demonic hand.

Its arm had become so massive that the greatsword, which was larger than most swords, looked like an ordinary one-handed sword.

‘It’s troublesome if it enters phase two too quickly.’

I grumbled inwardly.

In phase one, it fought like an ordinary knight, using only swordsmanship. In phase two, with the transformation halfway complete, it would incorporate demonic power into its attacks. And in phase three, it would primarily use demonic power.

Naturally, the more demonic power it used, the more troublesome it became. Parrying wouldn’t work against it. That was why I had been trying to stall.

‘It won’t just skip straight to phase three, will it?’

The demon charged towards me, its gait noticeably unsteady due to its enlarged arm.

The fact that it was incorporating demonic power meant that its primary attacks were still with the greatsword. As long as parrying worked, what I had to do remained the same.

The greatsword swung much faster than before. I brought Wingless Nightmare into its path, and with a clang, my weight shifted in the direction of the parry.

I dodged the next attack with a roll, moving away from the wall. In the game, the character would automatically adjust their position even when pushed against a wall, but not here.

Crack!

The golden armor’s waist bent 180 degrees, turning towards me. It was a pattern that frequently occurred when the player was behind it. I parried the greatsword that thrust towards me as its waist bent backwards.

My body automatically recoiled, creating distance. As the distance widened slightly, the demon kicked off the ground with its grotesquely twisted right arm, leaped into the air, and brought its arm down.

I parried the attack. The greatsword’s trajectory veered sharply. With a deafening crash, the demon’s greatsword plunged into the hallway floor.

Despite the change in trajectory and the slight decrease in speed, it created a large hole in the floor. Debris rained down on the floor below.

The golden armor effortlessly pulled out the greatsword and pointed it at me again.

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“Is the Pope available?”

Minerva, having teleported to the Holy Kingdom in an instant, immediately entered the Sun Cathedral and inquired about the Pope. Her staff and heels clicked against the red carpet.

The Pope of the Sun knelt beneath a sunlit stained-glass window, her long, wavy golden hair cascading down her back, her gaze lowered.

Although her hair obscured her face, it was clear she was in prayer.

“Eternal Mage, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?”

Floretta spoke in her usual gentle voice. Even for Minerva, appearing unannounced in the Sun Cathedral was a breach of etiquette. Minerva responded softly,

“I apologize for my intrusion. However, a matter of some urgency has arisen.”

“A matter of urgency……? What is it?”

“Would a demon appearing in the Imperial Palace be sufficient explanation?”

“……A demon, you say?”

Her voice turned cold.

Floretta slowly rose. Her long, wavy golden hair shifted with her movement. Her emerald eyes focused on Minerva.

“Then naturally, we shall assist. Eradicating evil is our sacred duty. Inquisitor?”

“You summoned me?”

As if on cue, Stella appeared, opening the cathedral doors.

“A demon has appeared in the Imperial Palace. Inform the Pope of the Moon and prepare the Inquisitor of the Moon and the battle nuns for immediate dispatch. Will you go and contain it in the meantime?”

“Yes, Your Holiness.”

Stella bowed her head and departed. Floretta, the brief exchange concluded, turned to Minerva with a gentle smile.

“It is done, Eternal Mage. The Inquisitors are more than capable of vanquishing the demon.”

“Indeed. Their swift assistance would be greatly appreciated. The child will be relieved to have the Inquisitor’s support.”

Floretta’s expression shifted subtly.

“Is someone currently engaging the demon in the Imperial Palace?”

“Indeed. I assume, as Pope, you are aware of their identity. You entrusted them with your brooch, did you not?”

At the mention of the brooch, Floretta’s expression softened. A smile played at the corners of her lips, and understanding dawned in her eyes.

“So it is.”

In contrast, Minerva’s expression became slightly troubled. Undeterred, Floretta spoke, a hint of excitement in her voice.

“The distinguished guest is confronting the demon.”

A bright smile bloomed on her face.

“My plans have changed.”

“Changed? What do you mean?”

“I shall go myself.”

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