Chapter 825 – Mythology Academy
“You two, launch an offensive focusing on debuffs! If you do that, my clone will suppress the tentacles with long-range attacks!!”
“I understand.”
At Seongil’s request, the two deans focus on weakening the tentacles’ bodies by spraying powerful wide-area debuffs on everyone. Dean Gerhardt has all kinds of curses, as befits a wizard. Dean Anila spreads his telekinesis widely and begins to apply debuffs in the form of interference by interfering with the flow of magic and divinity there.
Doo doo doo doo!!!
And as if they had been waiting, the fifty-odd clones frantically pour out the Judge’s pulse bullets at the tentacles in front.
‘The pulse gun made by Yuna and Gaia… It’s pretty good, right?’
The existing Judge was a famous weapon that did not put the slightest burden on the user as it absorbed and stored the natural psionic energy around it when not in combat and then used it during combat, but the minor grade version ‘Eden’ was created by Yuna by analyzing and disassembling it. ‘The Judge’ does not require high-quality materials and can be mass-produced, but it has the disadvantage of absorbing the user’s psionic energy and using it as a bullet.
‘But for me, that method is more beneficial.’
Although the method of absorbing surrounding psionic energy and storing it in the core before use was convenient, it had the limitation of requiring time to recharge the psionic energy. However, the minor grade version of the Judge had the advantage of being able to use pulse bullets for a longer period of time than the original if the owner had enough psionic energy.
“Keueeek!!!”
Under normal circumstances, they would not have died from such an ordinary pulse bomb attack, but currently, the tentacles’ bodies were weakened by Seongil and the deans’ wide-area debuff attack. Thanks to this, they are unable to properly resist and are repeatedly crushed by a barrage of pulse bombs pouring down like a storm.
“Manage the space properly so that the plague doesn’t reach you!!”
However, the real fear of them was not simply the frantic barrage of supplies, but the incredibly toxic plague spreading from the corpses, so Seong-il does not seem to let down his guard at all just because he easily suppressed the tentacles.
‘Fuck… On the surface, it looks like it’s easier to subdue than Rohop… But in reality, it’s several times more difficult, right? To begin with, these guys don’t get along very well with my alter ego.’
There is no problem even if the plague touches the body of the two deans and their alter egos, thanks to the blessing of invulnerability given by Arunlabe and the Ring of Incomprehensibility. Despite the situation going surprisingly smoothly, he appeared extremely nervous.
『Gruk…!! Kuweeeeek!!!』
Although it is difficult, while carefully subduing Naigle’s disgusting tentacles and digging into his body, at one point, instead of spitting out plague pus on Seong-il and his party, Naigle takes the odd step of vomiting all the pus in one place.
“Hmm…?”
Even though it is still the beginning, when Naigul attempts strange behavior, Seongil raises Arunlabe with a nervous expression and looks in that direction.
“Kwaeeeeek!!!”
It’s been a long time since hundreds of sharp teeth spewed out a horrible plague of pus from their impressive snouts. At some point, the pus that had filled the surface begins to move in one direction.
Cluck… Cluck… Cluck…!!
The pus begins to eat away at the tentacles that have died around it. As if that wasn’t enough, it began to mercilessly absorb living tentacles around it, and soon the pus was transformed into a huge plague cocoon.
“Oh my…!! It’s the Plague Lord!!”
“… Plague Lord?”
When a word he hears for the first time comes from Dean Gerhardt’s mouth, Seong-il is puzzled as he does not know what it is. To Seong-il, Dean Gerhardt briefly explains that the Plague Lord is an apostle of Nygl who came out through a dimensional gap that occurred during the Great War.
“The Plague Lord is the one who sickened the World Tree!! It must be destroyed immediately!!”
Seong-il realizes that, unlike Luhop, who was careless and got seriously injured in the beginning, Nai-geul is trying to do his best against them from the beginning. Therefore, he stops saving his strength for the final battle and uses his best to build his territory.
“If he has descended into this world, there must be information related to him!! What information is it?”
“They say he’s a guy who makes everything he touches sick and rotten! They say he infects and causes all diseases that can exist in living things! That’s why close combat is dangerous!!”
Dean Gerhardt has no doubt that Seongil is a strong being, but that does not mean he completely denies engaging in close combat with the Apostle of Naigl.
“I understand. Arunrabe!! Transform into a new killing weapon that can purify and kill this guy from a distance!!”
After hearing Seong-il’s command, Arunlabe begins to transform into something else, absorbing inner energy beyond imagination. Even though the total amount of internal energy increased by almost five times due to the upgrade of sensitivity after the fable, sometimes, like now, Arunlabe would suck up internal energy to the extent that Seongil still felt burdened.
‘Now, it’s not easy to recover your stamina during battle unless you use the highest level mana potion.’
A side effect caused by increased internal energy to a level that surpasses that of humans. Erica’s advanced mana potion, which had been useful so far, was no longer of much help to Seongil in an urgent situation. Therefore, he barely recovers some of his mana by using the highest level mana potion, which Erica can only make about 10 per month.
‘To be honest, even the highest level has recovered to the level of using low level mana potions in the past… I will have to be really careful when fighting in places like this that are not places with abundant natural energy in the future.’
While Seong-il decides to drink the elixir if he can, the disgusting cocoon in front of him splits and a huge hydra appears.
The disgusting monster, made of billions of tentacles tightly packed together, had as many as nine huge tentacle heads, and its entire body had sharp teeth and mouths filled with pores, and it was spewing out an incredible plague in all directions through those disgusting holes.
“Kwaeeeeek!!!”
“Fuck… It’s so fucking dirty…”
After recently ascending to a high position, Seong-il rarely uttered foul language out of his mouth for reasons of respect. However, when the disgusting Hydra in front of him frantically spits out condensed pus that cannot be compared to anything before, he lets out an annoyed curse and uses all his strength to build an area defense shield.
‘The power of space…!!’
Due to the addition of the newly learned power of space, Seongil’s area was several times more solid than before.
First, based on widely spread telekinesis, the scattered responses analyze the power invading the area, identify weaknesses, and inscribe optimized tactics into one’s instincts. Then, time immediately slows down the plague, and after being blocked by telekinesis, it shows a fantastic harmony of space bouncing, helping to prevent the plague from reaching the party at all.
Ugh…!!
In the meantime, Arunlabe succeeded in completely transforming into another form according to Seongil’s will. Interestingly, unlike existing aggressive weapons, Arunlabe changes into a staff-like weapon, which makes Seong-il a little confused.
‘What…? I’m definitely not telling you to hit me with a cane… I don’t know. First, just focus on your strength…!!’
Because the original situation was urgent, Seong-il, instead of checking the performance of Arun Labe, which had changed using sensitivity, hit the internal energy and started up Arun Labe so that it could demonstrate its power on its own.
Wow…!!
Then, a strong divine light begins to flow from Arunlabe, which has absorbed the power of the holy day. Like a poltergeist, the fluttering sacred energy begins to spread in all directions.
Pashashashak!!
And the tentacles that crumble like crazy as soon as they touch the spirit body. Even for the Plague Lord, the light seemed to have put a burden on him for a moment. It appears to stop charging vigorously.
“Kkuweeh!!”
But, that lasts for a while. The nine-headed, disgusting hydra frantically spews corrosive mucus towards Seongil and tries to somehow resist Arunlabe’s power.
“… I think I understand.”
Seong-il, who has used Arunlabe a few times, quickly realizes how to use it.
“Dean! Please provide maximum fire support!!”
“I understand!!”
Although they didn’t know what Seong-il was trying to do, they knew that he was trying to subdue that damn monster with the powerful artifact in front of them, so without saying a word, the two began pouring out all kinds of secrets towards the Plague Lord.
“Us too!!”
The clones, who do not have to expand their territory thanks to Seongil’s territory, try to inflict damage on the Plague Lord by throwing powerful powers.
From superpowers with brutal performance created by fusing time and telekinesis, to alter egos that indiscriminately fire weapons such as the cruiser force and the black assassin. Thanks to that explosive offensive, the Plague Lord had no choice but to flinch and stop the offensive.
“Eat this and eat it!!”
Seong-il throws the intense sphere of divinity gathered at the tip of his staff at that guy as if it were exploding. The nine heads of the Plague Lord roar horribly at the mighty power of Godslaughter, which purifies and destroys everything in front of them as if to deny it, and glow in flames to somehow prevent it from reaching their bodies.
