Chapter 904: The Final Waltz

Her father, mother, and the resistors who guarded the capital until the very end, in this way, gave their princess time to grow.

That almost completely disappearing scar was the last trace of their existence.

After today, perhaps everything will vanish.

The country that once existed.

The once gentle father, mother, maid.

Those who loved her, those she loved, the country she wanted to protect.

Today, the princess will dance for the last time.

Once, this was her favorite thing, the sword dance of the waltz, the art that perfectly combined dance and swordsmanship.

Everyone praised her, she was the most dazzling star at every ball, her sword dance always brought smiles and admiration.

The waltz princess is about to dance her final dance of life here.

The sword, long stained with the blood of monsters, has almost lost its original appearance.

The black maid uniform, after consuming the blood of countless demons, even carried a trace of eerie aura.

Her body understood better than anyone else.

Endless slaughtering, not even willing to give herself a moment of rest, this body has long reached the brink of collapse.

The aura of demons, flesh and blood corroding this body, she is stepping closer to her demise.

Do you regret it?

If you are willing to sell your body and continue performing that beautiful waltz, how much comfort can you find in living?

However, a proud princess will not bow her head.

Even if the country is destroyed, even if she has nothing, she will not give up.

Since she can no longer dance her beloved waltz at the ball, she will dance on the battlefield.

She will use her sword to slay all the Demon Humans.

With her dance steps, spinning, leaping, feeling the greatest terror between life and death.

There is nothing left to lose.

So, the dance will not stop.

The final waltz, dedicated to the king, the queen, all those who love her, and all those she loves.

“Boom!" Countless flashes of lightning exploded in the dim sky as thunder descended.

Running Cerberus, with its overwhelming momentum, charged towards the Killing Princess who brandished her sword against it.

Its four feet were entwined with flames of hell.

Its body was covered in a thick icy armor.

Countless black thunderbolts crashed down, a natural calamity [Field] that the ultimate demon dog possessed.

"Waited for you for a long time!" The Killing Princess smiled, truly unleashing all of her power for the first time.

Black patterns entwined on her maid outfit-clad skin, proof of her demonic transformation, the ultimate fate of the Killing Princess, tainted by the flesh and blood of countless demons she slaughtered.

She didn't want anyone to see her current state, so she disregarded everyone's opposition and ventured alone into her once homeland, the deepest, most contaminated area of the land, the Demon Human stronghold guarded by the Cerberus, the King of Hellhounds.

From the very beginning, she never intended to return alive.

Let the tale of a hero be eternally remembered, at least she would die as a human, in the way she chose, giving herself a bloody resolution.

Release, thirty percent.

In her ears, she could hear the call from the abyss, the whispers of the malevolent gods.

The malevolent gods not only didn't oppose the Killing Princess who had slaughtered countless demons, but instead, they were particularly delighted.

To corrupt, transform, and ultimately turn an originally innocent young girl into a monster, that is the true demon!

A slain Demon Human is nothing but waste!

What the malevolent gods need are things stronger, more terrifying.

Yes, just like at this moment, the twisted figure of the princess manifested as she unleashed the demonic flesh corrupted within her body, wielding the God Weapon in her hand.

The princess at this moment was so enchanting in the eyes of the malevolent gods. More than one god gazed at the battlefield from the abyss, extending an olive branch to the princess immersed in the waltz.

The sword light, like thunder, like a storm, carrying an unimaginable beauty, leaped upon the gigantic body of Cerberus.

Cerberus's icy armor, which could withstand forbidden spell attacks, was continuously cut and torn by the magnificent sword light.

Blood splattered, the blood of the ultimate demon dog carried a strong smell of sulfur, a lethal venom that even a drop of it could be fatal, a cursed material coveted by witches in their dreams.

Even the black maid outfit couldn't absorb the toxic blood from Cerberus. The girl's skin was burned, but not charred.

More black patterns appeared on the girl's body, a sign that her demonic transformation was deepening.

Just like an opened Pandora's Box, once that forbidden door is pushed open, there is only despair surging out from within, and no hope.

Release level, fifty percent!

The figure of the Killing Princess transformed into a phantom darting through the mortal realm, appearing as if there were ten, a hundred of her dancing upon the body of Cerberus.

It was a deadly waltz step, an endless storm of sword blades.

Empowered by the flesh and blood of demonic forces, the God Weapon underwent a more exaggerated transformation, its massive sword blades cutting and tearing mercilessly through the mythic strength of Cerberus' body.

Cerberus roared in fury at the heavens, as the never-ending thunder of darkness struck its own body.

To compete against mythic creatures in terms of vitality was a joke, for how could the human body possibly match the resilience of mythical beings?

Furthermore, Cerberus' body possessed the ultimate form of absolute immortality, serving as the key that connected to the realms of the underworld.

The elegant figure in black danced amidst the lightning's glow.

Demon flesh liberation, one hundred percent!

Those were sword blade arcs surpassing the speed of lightning, the most magnificent and flawless waltzing sword dance performed by the Killing Princess.

Using the massive body of the King of Black Demon Dogs, Cerberus, as her stage, the Killing Princess executed the highest waltz steps.

In the stunned gaze of the evil gods, the enormous body of Cerberus was dismembered, split apart, and its three heads crashed to the ground, biting their own tongues.

That was the most magnificent sword dance unseen by any humans, the final trace left by the strongest greatsword maid in this world.

No one knew of the great achievements she had accomplished.

She, who had disappeared during the Abyssal War in her homeland, achieved feats that no other greatsword maid had ever accomplished.

That waltz which resounded amidst the dark thunder became an unknown masterpiece.

Not long after, the human Holy Alliance launched a final counter-attack against the Abyss' stronghold. The entrance to the Abyss, guarded by the King of Black Demon Dogs, was completely shattered and sealed, bringing forth the dawn upon the land.

Only the black maid's uniform was found in the Abyss, the final relic of the Killing Princess.