Chapter 807 – To the Devil’s Ear
Maya narrowed her eyes.
Why is this man here
Dre spoke as if he could read her mind.
“I came here because I felt strange.”
Did you come here right away when you contacted Faltra earlier?
Even so, it is strange.
This is the middle of the ear.
If you started from an outpost, it would take at least a few days to get here.
In other words.
‘FALSE…?’
Maya swallowed a gulp.
There is a high possibility that this Dre is also a trap of evil spirits.
It embodies the image of a person who possesses trustworthy power, giving hope and then trying to give despair…
“…Uh.”
Then Maiya, who properly recognized the man she was carrying by Dre’s side, gave a goofy noise.
O’Brien.
His upper and lower halves were separated, and he was limp.
“…”
“Ah. Mr. O’Brien? I’m glad he’s still alive, so I brought him some leftovers.”
Dre, who smiled bitterly at rankers saying that their vitality is tough, is over there. She looked in the direction where the evil spirit had walked.
“Did he go over there?”
“…”
Maya didn’t answer.
She was nervous that she didn’t know what would trigger this fake dress to reveal her true color.
Dre put O’Brien down as she stared at Maija, who was wary of herself.
“Stay here for a moment. I’ll be back.”
Come on? Where
The place Dre was going to was the place where the evil spirits had gone.
He goes
The only person you can trust right now.
When she came to her senses, Maiya was holding onto Dre’s hem.
His body was shaking as if he had been submerged in icy water, and he couldn’t even raise his head properly.
The contradiction of relying on Dre despite doubting him.
Maiya realized the inconsistency and blushed at her embarrassment.
Dre looked down at Maya as she grabbed the hem of her dress and scratched her cheek.
“Umm~ see him next time.”
Wow!
“!”
Maya flinched.
Dozens of transparent hands protruded from Dre’s hands.
“Ah. I can’t use this for offense. Rope-chan is good at using it.”
Dre grunts and lifts the corpse here and there.
“A corpse? I’m not dead.”
Dre said, as if seeing what Maya was thinking.
“…The exile religion.”
“Ah. After all, these guys are exiles?”
Among the people Dre lifted were members of the Exile Church.
“You don’t know if you can dig something if you take him and interrogate him?”
“Ha, but…”
I don’t oppose the idea of getting information from the Exile Church.
But to take them in for questioning, you have to get out of the magic bullet first.
Can you safely get out of the complex home route that is difficult to navigate alone, carrying dozens of luggage?
“Excuse me.”
“Uh…”
Dre wraps O’Brien in his transparent arms and lifts Maya in his real hand and puts it on her shoulder.
And.
Was it because it made me feel safe?
Or was it because he was still afraid of the gone monster king?
Hey hey.
“…!!”
A liquid dripping from Maya’s groin.
Even in this situation, Maya, who had awakened shame, struggled.
But Dre didn’t seem to notice at all.
I pretended.
“Let’s go~”
Maiya’s eyes suddenly widened as she stared at Dre, who acted ignorantly.
“…Sorry.”
“?
“Sorry…”
Maya’s dark voice.
She was now in an endless sense of self-doubt, desperately holding back tears.
Dre stared blankly at her, then giggled.
Maiya, who thought that she deserved it because the normally domineering woman had weakened, shook her head like her Zara.
And Dre said.
“The urine of a beautiful woman is a reward.”
“…?”
What does this mean?
While Maiya was taken aback by her more perverted comments, Dre said in a tone that she was cute.
“You can wrap it all over your body.”
The moment Maya frowned at her sincere voice.
Pew-!!
There was a strange sound.
Maya shook her head.
I wondered if something else had happened.
“…Uh?”
Maya moaned blankly.
There was a huge circle pierced in front, and beyond that circle was the entrance to this magic bullet, leading to a place where the outpost could be seen.
“What is this…”
“Ah, it’s like a shortcut to my way home. I know how to use it.”
“…”
How can you know that?
I couldn’t believe it.
With her mouth still, Dre took her steps.
In the meantime, Maya tried hard not to think of the fearful thoughts, her grotesque.
She didn’t want to bother her any more here.
Was she worth it?
Or was there another reason?
Until she left the magic bullet, no other strange phenomena occurred.
But.
“…Don’t…Kiaaaaa…”
“Plague… Dragon…”
The murmurs of several spirits hidden in the distance were unmistakably heard.
Dre looked behind her for a moment, then she stepped forward.
And.
A dark-haired girl hiding behind a building stared at him as he receded.
“A person… Right…?”
“Hurry up!!”
At the sound of Faltra’s stern voice, her men scrambled to carry her wounded.
They were doing everything in their power to keep the lives of those who had been wildly ripped off limb by limb.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t figure out the situation until it reached this point.”
Paltra gritted her teeth.
“Grumble or whine…”
“Grumbling…?”
Maiya said blankly, pulling her gown over, and she quickly shook her head, saying it was nothing to do with her arms.
But what She didn’t even have to deny it.
Maya was so drained of energy that it was not the time for her to care what Faltra was saying.
‘So are the others.’
The heathen’s body is strong.
It’s comparable to a monster.
In terms of mental strength, he is second to God.
Since the gods had created specs equal to their mental powers, they had no choice but to do so.
But. No one wakes up
I can’t come to my senses.
It was as if the soul itself had been eaten.
Even Paltra is second to none when it comes to dealing with corpses and the undead.
He also had a knack for examining the human body.
That’s what she looked at. Although there were no abnormalities in their bodies, the great damage to their souls was felt.
If you look closely, it’s like looking into an abyss, and the damage is so deep that it gives you goosebumps…
‘…It’s a big deal.’
Dozens of elite users, including O’Brien and Maya, became impossible to recover from.
In this situation, I didn’t want to think of such a realistic thought, but it was a painful loss.
‘More than anything. If I can’t recover like this… Isn’t it a complete dog’s death?’
The map was almost completed with Magical Ears, but it would be useless if the users couldn’t wake up.
Even Maiya, the only one conscious, didn’t seem to be able to move properly.
‘The recognition was clumsy.’
Paltra couldn’t help but lament.
I was complacent even after seeing the majesty of the king of monsters, Askatlov, not too long ago.
He was wandering around in the realm of the monster king, but he was filled with useless confidence.
At that time. There was someone holding Paltra’s shoulder.
Dare you grab the queen’s shoulder?
Slaves around. And the Clan members of Faltra were dazed.
She thought that she, now furious, would have no mercy for her.
However, Paltra, who thought he would take down his opponent in an overbearing and arrogant way, shyly shrank his body and turned his head back to look at the man holding his shoulder.
And he said
“I’ll take a look.”
“…I know you’re skilled in healing arts, but this is a wound to the soul.”
“Ah. It’s okay.”
My specialty is the soul rather than the body.
Dre laughed.
“The map of the way home is incomplete.”
Goddess’ assertion.
Makia and Su-ryun narrowed their eyes.
“In the first place, the order of the proceedings was changed. Before investigating the way back, I had to clear the Exorcist Church or appease the spirits of the victims of Malacia, or achieve one of the two.”
Otherwise, the priestess laughed, saying that she would definitely meet an evil spirit.
“…Rankers are strong.”
Said the water lily.
Even if they have the power to read minds, they have both skills and influence that are difficult to overcome.
They are monsters that can blow up a mountain in one minute with a subject in human form.
Mental strength is also different from other users.
‘It is said that the king is amazing, but it is impossible to recover just by meeting an evil spirit?’
Su-ryun already knew how to write the way home by reading his mind, and they thought that they would be able to escape.
Skeptical practice. The priestess looked at her and drew her arc on her mouth.
“It is impossible to complete the map.”
The priestess asserted.
“Shinsu. And even the same monster king is left with aftereffects. Destruction of the spirit of evil souls… True purgatory. Even the four great demon kings cannot wake up if their souls are eaten by him.”
No one can recover a soul that has been eaten and damaged by evil spirits.
If there is any chance of mending those terrible soul wounds…
“Fryunar, who removed the true demon lord’s influence. I think that’s about it.”
“…What about Hiro Kaitsu?”
“Ah. That hero is definitely extraordinary.”
The priestess laughed.
“Don’t worry. He can’t. It was like that in the last episode.”
“I can’t.”
It’s been over a week since I’ve been wandering around the Demon Realm.
Check the situation of ‘division’ and contact several demon lords.
Among them, Kaitsu, who was finally going to return to Sersu after contacting the ‘big man’, suddenly said.
“…What did you mean?”
The rap band made a sound of bolmen.
About 10 minutes ago, she had been talking about Dre who had gone to Matan, but Kaitsu had suddenly closed her mouth, but only now did she open her mouth.
It was discovered through Homun’s information network that Dre was heading to Matan, and naturally, the story of the evil spirit came out.
It was because Homun and Raeband had been eaten by evil spirits in the past episode.
Rae Band was given memories of his previous life, but not vivid memories of being eaten.
It was a memory that should not be recalled for normal activities, as well as personal feelings.
If Kite receives that memory, Rae Band and Homun. Because both of them declared that their minds would be broken.
And Garcinido questioned those words.
“Doesn’t the hero have the power of recovery and the power of encouragement?”
Both are excellent powers for mental healing.
It is no exaggeration to say that combining the two boasts absolute healing power.
When asked if it was impossible to heal even such a hero, Kitz… Kitsu asserted that he couldn’t do it right now.
“Evil spirits may be the weakest in terms of power among the monster kings, but they are the deadliest monster kings to living beings.”
He is a monster king who should never be released into the world, along with Amra, the ecosystem of non-life, who turns the world into a living hell just by existing there.
The warrior remembered the past.
The days when I went through all the secrets of the world to find a solution to confront the true demon king. When he recklessly invaded the realm of the Kai King. His comrades did the work of the time when their souls were eaten by evil spirits.
Did Kitsu want to lose his comrades in vain?
In the previous episode, when Homun and Raeband were eaten, I tried all kinds of means.
All of them failed.
After that, I experimented with restoring soul damage in every round.
Asking for healing by offering a price to a divine beast or god, or cooperating with the demon king.
But all failed.
‘Spirit poison’
Evil spirits leave poison that permanently damages the soul.
That’s English.
Shinsoo was strong enough to deal with two monster kings at once, but he couldn’t heal the terrible poison.
Even Kaitsu, who was in the strongest state comparable to God, was not capable of curing the spirit poison of evil spirits.
“Even if you are resurrected with the right of resurrection, it is English Germany that follows like a curse.”
Evil spirits have special curses in many ways.
If that happened… At least in that round, it should have been seen as irreversible.
After returning, he was released from the terrible curse of English Germany.
“But why did you do that?”
“?”
At Laband’s words, Kitz tilted his head.
“Didn’t the captain tell Dre to do as he pleased? Shouldn’t he have told him not to go if it was such a serious matter?”
That was something that even Garcinido wondered about.
Katz pondered a bit before speaking.
“… If it was a guy, he seemed to do it somehow.”
“There’s no reason~”
Rae Band shrugged her shoulders.
Scholars also reacted with skepticism.
As someone who, like Kitz, came up with a way to heal the spirit poison… The one who has the possibility to save people from the power of evil spirits is Frostia or the true demon lord.
Or God, the source of creation and destruction.
He thought that there were only beings outside of those standards.
I can assure you. It is absolutely impossible for humans to heal, the scholar thought.
“…Um, huh?”
O’Brien brushed his hair and looked around him.
It wasn’t just him, but the users who had participated in the expedition together were standing up with bewildered faces.
Among them was the youngest, Byron, whose complexion was pale.
The youngest looked around her, looking for Maya, her face hardened.
That Maya… Was in the arms of a man.
To be precise, the man was holding Maiya by her side, his hand resting on her neat, beautiful shoulder, his eyes widening at her.
Although she is only blowing Ryu Nar, in the eyes of others, she only looks like a fresh man and woman who have just confirmed their feelings for each other.
However, those who confirmed the series of processes.
Faltra and her slaves and clanmates couldn’t hide their surprise.
In particular, Paltra, who confirmed how grievous this damage was, could not close her open mouth.
“…How.”
Have you healed this terrible loss of soul?
The question was not voiced.
Paltra saw half of her bewildered face and Dre, the man who healed the users with the said half face, and Dre said.
“Is it okay?”
