Chapter 965 – Separation
A few hours before Dre breaks the cult of exile.
“…Whoa…”
The hero of the Cult of Judgment, Eltman, took a deep breath and glared at the front.
In front of him, two rankers are glaring at him, exuding their own energy.
Maiya’s arms are raised in a fighting stance, his eyes wide open like a wild beast, while Pal Tra is smiling seductively with his hands on his waist leisurely.
The three of them were inside a huge room, and the ceiling had just been shattered and repaired.
It was the result of a collision between Maya and Eltman’s attacks.
‘…Is it this much of a shock with just the pressure?’
Eltman frowned at him.
This space was created by dragging the space of Matan.
Originally, Eltman did not have the ability to manipulate space, but the place called magic bullets itself was supporting him.
But even that was not enough.
It was absurdly hard and had the power to move freely in space with the power of super regeneration, but it was like paper in front of the two rankers.
Paltra laughed at him with his nose, saying that he was infinitely weaker than the walls of the palace, and Maiya silently poured his fists and tried to crush Eltman.
‘It’s stronger than expected.’
Eltman admitted he underestimated both rankers too much.
It was good that he coaxed these two rankers, who could be called his women, and brought them here in order to attract Eodere.
However, when I opened the lid, it was Eltman who was pushed.
“Huh!!”
As if trying to stop her from thinking properly, Maiya clenched her fists and charged her.
Shukak!!
A scythe emerged from the ground and pierced Maya. No, she seemed pierced.
Eltman opened his mouth in surprise.
The scythe of the referee, which cuts through even the hardest monsters, could not pierce Maya’s skin.
It was because of her perks.
[Rating: S Fighting between instinct and reason. Only fighters can acquire it. 1. Nullifies unseen attacks.2. The attack seen with the eyes is nullified.]
Maya, much stronger than before, undaunted any attack and rushed at it recklessly.
But even so, Maya’s fist failed to hit Eltman.
Pew!!
She thought she was right, but the figure of the god of death suddenly disappeared along with her black mist, and her fist ran through the air.
Shortly thereafter, Eltman reappears beside her and tries to cut Maya down with her scythe.
Shuuk!! Knock!!
Maiya hid as she grabbed the blade of her scythe with phenomenal speed. Twisted her lips up.
Immediately after, her knee flew into Eltman’s stomach.
Pew!!
Eltman flew away, but Maiya clicked her tongue.
“Chit.”
This time, too, she had no taste.
That Eltman, no matter how much he attacks, will either spill damage or escape without hesitation.
A scythe that can cut anything.
And overwhelming stealth.
The warrior of the Order of Judgment, famous for his unique weapon, the scythe, was a skilled fighter beyond his imagination.
‘Similar to him’
What came to Maya’s mind was intangible.
He has excellent stealth and is good at ambush.
However, unlike the intangible, Eltman’s scythe was blunt.
In fact, it was natural.
Eltman’s method of attack is ultimately based on the divine power of the Cult of Judgment.
The characteristic of the Judgment Church is that it is strong against those who commit sins.
Conversely, it is of little use to those who have not sinned.
Maya and Faltra are good-natured people who are hard to believe to have lived in crime, and it was Eltman who tricked and tricked them into saving eight days. In other words. Rather, it is the person who committed the sin.
So I thought it would be easy to subdue it unless I could use the annoying power of the Judgment Church…
‘Even if he rots, he’s still a warrior.’
To be honest, when Maiya saw Ziggs and Teiya, she thought that being a hero would be an idiot if you didn’t have strong holy power.
However, apart from his holy power, Eltman was a man who had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship alone.
He was a sullen, eerie man, deceiving themselves, but a respectable soldier.
So. I don’t understand more.
“Hey. I don’t know how many times I’ve asked this… You. Why are you doing this?”
“…”
Eltman was silent at Maya’s question.
Whatever the reason, it was because he knew there was no way they would betray Dre and cooperate with him.
“Haa. It’s getting annoying now. It’s already been three days.”
Although the physical strength of rankers and heroes is inexhaustible, Faltra was mentally tired.
Unlike Maya, the selfish Queen of Sands, no matter how brave she was, she attacked first, so it wouldn’t matter if I killed her, she thought.
“If your skin is damaged, feel sorry for that man.”
Paltra stopped subduing her and decided to fight to the death.
Despite her sloppiness, she is basically an excellent sand queen analyzing which cards of her own will work effectively.
‘I can’t write a curse.’
The special ability of the Cult of Judgment was not activated, but it was still divine power, so Faltra’s curse and bugs were blocked.
However, Paltra’s main specialty is an attack using sand.
Rather than attacking directly with sand, it is faster to support Maya by scattering sand in all spaces where Eltman will move.
“I’ll wash up soon. I want to welcome him to bed.”
Faltra’s tender voice made Maiya, who was fighting Eltman, utter a puzzled voice.
“…What, what are you talking about?”
“Uh huh. You still don’t admit it.”
Paltra said in a pitiful tone and gracefully opened her arms.
Sand flows with her movements.
Eltman prepared for the attack by changing the shape of the surrounding buildings with his divine power.
‘Out of calculation.’
Rankers are too strong.
As Dre expected, Eltman was unable to defeat the two rankers.
It was a tough game for one, let alone two, to handle.
Until now, they had been able to survive by prioritizing suppression rather than killing, but now Paltra changed her mind.
Paltra sensed the change in the expressionless face of the death god.
“This is the last warning. Surrender. Then, I’ll spare you.”
Maiya, who was about to say something, shut her mouth and opened her eyes.
“…Tsk. Yes. I did enough.”
First they were attacked, and then they fought for three days and three nights.
It was enough justification to tell the Judgment Church that they had no choice but to kill the hero.
Eltman felt nervous.
Because of two powerful rankers’ intent to kill?
No.
‘I have to take revenge.’
The dream, the thirst for revenge, tormented him.
Did I move too hastily? But here. If it wasn’t for magic bullets, would it be possible to kill those terribly strong eights and the Plague Dragon that lives inside them?
Could there be a place more suitable for vengeance and comforting the souls of magicians than this place?
But look at reality. Let alone eight days, he couldn’t catch even a single ranker properly.
So… Should I give up?
‘Don’t be funny.’
All sorts of memories flashed through Eltman’s mind.
People who built a ‘tower’ for a single child.
After miraculously escaping, Eltman heard the news of the destruction of Magic.
He wandered aimlessly and accidentally heard the doctrine of the Judgment Church.
Sin must be punished.
Guided by that doctrine, Eltman joined the Judgment Church.
Fortunately, he had the talent.
He trained his strong talents and rose to the rank of his warrior.
‘Okay.’
Should be punished
He’ll slowly poison Matane, his family, and his neighbors to death over the course of a week, while he’ll shamelessly punish that disgusting lizard that lives inside of Dre.
Since Eltman didn’t answer, did he not feel the value of talking anymore? Charalarat. Faltra spewed sand in all directions without warning.
Each tiny piece of sand shaped like a blade destroyed everything around it and became a trap that would automatically catch and eat enemies when it approached.
It was an ulterior motive to make it impossible to use Eltman’s special movement and magic bullet’s terrain features, which were an advantage.
From the beginning, Maiya rushed, smashing all the features no matter how she transformed them, but she was desperate for even the moment while she smashed the features to Eltman.
If that sandstorm broke all the terrain and rushed towards Eltman, he wouldn’t be able to withstand it at all.
‘Retreat. Should I do it?’
The Judgment Church, as its name suggests, is a group that is passionate about judging criminals.
He is strict in his duties and must be quick in judgment.
The apex of that, Eltman, was naturally quick to judge.
He felt he had to retreat now, but he couldn’t move.
‘If I miss this opportunity now. When can I get revenge…?’
Maya clenched her fists, which sparked.
Powerful energy overflowing from her body.
As if he would never lose sight of it, he glared at Eltman with eyes like a beast.
A feeling of pressure that makes your body tingle just by staring at it.
I was able to intuit thanks to my long years as a warrior.
Even if he hides, he will definitely come after you.
Maiya, believing in her own perks and the support of her Paltra, will attack, ignoring Eltman’s counterattack.
Eltman sighed.
Ah. Is God even ruthless?
God of Judgment.
I’ve served you for a long time, but don’t you even give me a chance for revenge?
My god
Miracle please.
Eltman never prayed.
He followed the doctrine of the Judgment Church, but he only believed in his own skills.
So his complaint of not believing in God all his life was absurd from God’s point of view.
But for now, Eltman sincerely prayed to God…
A strange thing happened.
Perong! Puff!
“!”
“!”
Maiya and Paltra were startled.
Spears with extraordinary penetrating power that pierced Paltra’s sandstorm beyond magic bullets.
It is a familiar window.
A spear that spits out ‘wisp’, as if it had been poisoned with a skeleton!!
The face clinging to the spear opened its mouth, and at the same time, the wisp of the sphere flashed and emitted an intense light.
“Hmm!”
Charalarat.
Paltra covered the spear with sand. Tung soon!! The sand stirred a lot with a dull, quiet sound, then fell silent.
But the window was not one.
The javelin continued to hurt the sandstorm, and dozens of beings entered the middle with a rattling sound.
They…
“Soldier?”
It was.
As Paltra said, they were the skeleton soldiers of the palace.
This is near the royal palace.
Originally, those who only guarded the royal palace, or if they heard an unknown sound from the vicinity of the palace for three days, they would come to check it out.
Eltman froze.
Memories of her childhood came to mind.
Eltman was from a wealthy family that was hard to see as a commoner, but he was not an aristocrat.
The soldiers of the royal castle loved Eltman, whom they saw often because they lived nearby, and used to secretly show them around the top of the castle wall.
Even if they became skeletons, there was no way they could forget them.
Eltman was dazed.
And…
“…Elh, how far?”
“El…T?”
“Uh. What?”
“Really, is that?!”
Some are speechless
Some of them couldn’t even speak at all.
The soldiers remembered Eltman.
Even though the little boy had turned into a crippled, sullen adult. I recognized it.
Indeed, for the first time in a while, Eltman felt a sense of emotion.
“Hey. Did you grow up a lot?”
“If it weren’t for our eyes, we wouldn’t… Recognize, almost…”
Eltman strode toward the soldiers, who were glad to see what was going on.
“Soldiers.”
Eltman, who had never relied on others his whole life, now tried to rely on his strength.
No. Not others
This revenge. Because the cause belongs to all of the magicians.
“You can kill the Plague Dragon Malachia.”
The soldiers trying to assess the situation stopped.
All eyes turned to Eltman in unison, and he spoke in a desperate voice.
“Please cooperate with me…! Then I will surely kill Malacia painfully…!!”
Before he even finished speaking. The spear blade flew at Maya and Faltra.
No matter how rankers they were, they could not stand by and ignore the unreasonable attack power of the Matan residents who ignored the hardness.
Faltra turned into sand and soaked into the floor to avoid it. Maiya charged forward using his unique perk, but many of his soldiers blocked his path.
“Altman.”
A skeleton soldier approached.
The humanity was gone from his face.
What remains is hate.
And joy.
“Really?”
“Really.”
Eltman’s voice trembled as he answered.
Ah.
Right.
You were of the same mind.
At the sight of his own kind and old acquaintances with the same purpose, Eltman was deeply grateful to God.
“…Follow me.”
Eltman followed them while the soldiers held off Maya and Faltra.
I heard shouts from behind asking where Maya was running, but they were not interested anymore.
In fact, I don’t know what a single soldier can do.
However, Eltman felt doomed to the miracle that suddenly began.
And. Where the soldier led…
“Palace.”
“Is this your first time in this area?”
“Yes. Of course.”
No matter how much the soldiers loved Eltman, he would not let them into the palace.
I never thought I would set foot here again after many years have passed and I became an adult.
That too. For revenge.
Shinigami again felt his destiny.
“Your father was a local official. He always supported us with food, saying he was working hard.”
“…Was it?”
The two of them chatted and walked forward, while the soldier glanced over Eltman’s outfit.
“Is it the Judgment Church?”
“Yes.”
“…You’ve become a hero?”
“Yes.”
“It’s great. It’s too difficult.”
Soldier and Eltman. Both voices trembled at the same time.
“Becoming a warrior and judging sins like a warrior of the Judgment Church.”
“Exactly.”
“Then, the answer to the judgment, revenge, and power is here.”
The place we arrived with the soldiers was the deepest part of the palace.
The king’s residence.
Eltman walked forward, possessed… And the huge door jammed… With a loud bang.
Throne.
I saw four white bones hugging each other on the throne.
The soldier prostrated himself in front of the door and did not move.
“…”
Tboob. Tboob.
The door closed as Eltman walked forward.
He didn’t care and kept walking forward.
At some point.
Wood Deuk.
A skull in the middle, wearing a crown, raised its head.
An eyeball that had not yet rotted remained in the skull’s right eye.
What remains in those eyeballs is hatred.
“…Majesty.”
Eltman adopted the manners unique to Matan.
The king, who was full of hostility, tilted his head and pushed away his family who embraced him and approached Eltman.
The king stretched out a hand as sharp as a thorn to Eltman’s head.
Although the king of bondi magic is not a warrior. Due to the laws of the world, he obtained strength worthy of the word king.
He has no reason, but is faithful to his instincts.
Even a hero would die in an instant if he was not careful.
However, Eltman did not move.
There was no such thing as fear.
His hand is placed on his head.
Woo woo woo woo woo woo-!!
Eltman felt his own memories being sucked into him.
It was an unpleasant sensation that gave me goosebumps, but I endured it.
For a while endured
He had an intuition that only with this person’s strength, with everyone’s strength, he could avenge himself.
“…Ohhhhh…”
The king, who absorbed all the memories, howled lowly.
The body shuddered a little, then the vibration got worse and worse… Soon, his whole body trembled and howled.
“Ohhh! Ohhhhh!! Ohhhhh!!”
“Yes…! Exactly, Your Highness…!”
Eltman huddled at his feet.
“I can avenge you…!”
“Oooh!”
Kwak Kwak!
The King’s hands dug into Eltman’s head.
He felt the pain of a knife sticking through his head, but Eltman kept a smile on his lips.
Ah.
Your Highness is just like us.
I felt the same way.
Because the joy was greater than the pain. Eltman laughed.
And.
Tring!
[The magician king presents a contract.]
[Would you like to sign a contract?]
“Of course.”
Rattle!!
Suddenly the door opened.
There, the bewildered Hakjinmu shouted.
“Altman!! What now…!”
“I will make a contract.”
Before Hak Jin-moo’s words were finished. Eltman finished the contract.
Kurung. Kwah kwah kwah kwah kwah!!
A torrent of souls erupted from the king’s white bones and swept over Eltman.
“Keuuuuugh…!!”
This is a ghost.
Remember this.
This is power.
Everything from the people of Matan flows into it.
Tring!
[Ruin. You have become the ruler of the ghost city of Matan.]
And he became one with the king and with the people.
He became the new king.
Hakjinmu wanted to groan, but fell on his knees in front of Eltman.
“Your majesty.”
“…General.”
Eltman laughed softly.
“The time of vengeance has come.”
He reached out and ‘changed’ the kingdom.
No one gets out of here
One thing we want
Bring Yeodere to the palace.
Then, I’ll send you the rest.
If you don’t give him away.
I will kill everyone
His determination dyes Matan.
After an oath, a bone protruded from his shoulder blade.
The bones grew bigger and shattered the ceiling, destroyed the palace… And soon became a gigantic skull giant.
“Go, General. Go and bring eight days and Malachia here.”
Is that the beginning of true revenge?
***
“…That’s it.”
In a situation where no one dared to move due to the blazing light emitted by the kitsune, Hakjinmu calmly explained the whole situation.
Okay.
Eltman has become king or something and he kills me or we’ll all be locked here for life, right?
I looked at the users.
They were complex faces.
But, yes. I can’t help it.
Srrrr
I drew my sword, and Hakjinmu laughed as if he knew it, then straightened up and shouted loudly like a lion’s roar.
“There is no need for you to go directly to His Majesty!! If!! If you promise to hand over the Plague Dragon within you!! There is a way to extract the Plague Dragon without causing any damage to you!!”
At that voice, the nearby users looked at me with surprised eyes.
I could hear voices whispering to each other that Malachia was inside me.
“So what?”
“If you do that, our grudge will be resolved!! You guys will get what you want!! The king assured me that the reward is easily beyond your imagination!!”
The scholar of academic studies stretched out his hand.
And unlike him, the inhabitants of Matan reached out instinctively with the intent to kill.
What they have in common is that they are gestures as if they are longing for something.
“So. Give me the Plague Dragon. Dragoon.”
“…”
“Save your comrades, hand over those who need to be judged. You can get countless benefits just by doing the right thing.”
When I didn’t answer, Hak Jin-moo urged me.
“Why? Are we detestable to destroy your friend?”
When I didn’t say anything, Hakjinmu’s mouth twisted.
He, who had always been a gentleman, showed his passion.
“We were poisoned by the plague dragon’s poison and wandered between death and mortification for a week!! He could have killed us in an instant, but he made us suffer on purpose!!! Family next door. I had to watch my parents and siblings rot!! Was it wrong for us to seek revenge?!”
As if resonating with Hakjinmu’s words, the residents screamed in unison.
Previously, Hakjinmu had seen the usual Matan residents and said they were superficial.
It was as it was said.
Outwardly, he repeated actions such as opening a market or going to work, but inside, there was a black hatred that did not go away.
The present residents of Matan did not postpone their daily lives and became monsters that only spewed hatred.
Even the users seemed to be shaken by Hakjinmu’s words one by one.
Well, they’ve never seen Malachi.
Just handing over the wrongdoer you’ve never seen makes things easier.
It must be difficult not to.
Of course.
All of the guys who were angry with that proposal are my enemies.
“Young-gong. Are you going to throw away his comrades because you want to cover up that evil being?”
Hakjinmu’s words made the users more agitated.
I took a step away from the users and pulled out my sword.
Good night.
Originally, life was lonely…
Coo coo coo coo coo.
The world is black
“…What.”
Is the inner world.
In front of me, a dragon blacker than the abyss was looking down at me.
“Drehem.”
“…”
“I’m leaving.”
“Shut up.”
Hwaaaaak!!
It wasn’t even worth listening to.
I immediately pulled out of my inner world and took up my sword.
And before I even went into battle, Kitz stood tall in front of me.
“Eight.”
“…”
“Do as you please.”
I mean. He was even more dignified and trustworthy.
Even if the troops of this terrible ghost town continue to lead, it seems that if there is only kits, it can be overcome somehow.
“…Ay! Why are you making the atmosphere weird, Mr. Dre!”
“I was shocked for a moment, but I’m serious.”
Users grumbled and stood next to me.
The excitement in their eyes disappeared and they were full of fighting spirit.
Also. O’Brien and Pristan came up to me and stood proudly on either side, each with a pair of monocles or folded arms.
“Of course. We don’t know if it’s a goofball or a bug like a motherfucker, but we’re all those who want to become ‘Pryunar’ by clearing this world at the risk of death. Do you think we’ll play with the monster’s disturbance?”
“Passing on a colleague? That’s an overstatement.”
I was impressed for the first time in a long time.
They were telling the truth.
Snap.
A woman appeared behind me.
The thief Rabband grabs someone’s wrist.
It was Hors, the next saint of the Judgment Church, who secretly approached me with a dagger.
I knew it was coming, but I never thought Raeband would block it.
“Ugh…!”
Hors broke out in a cold sweat and missed the dagger.
Hey I thought I was going to hit it right away.
Thud! Thump thump!!
Starting with Rae Band, Homun and Scholar types. Garcinido appeared and surrounded me in all directions.
“Even if you kill, you don’t die? Where. Let’s try to interpret it.”
“Haa. Ignorant battles like this aren’t my style…”
“Hero. Please give me an order.”
The words of the warrior party were full of confidence and trust.
Just as I was moved again, I heard boisterous laughter in the distance.
Haha!!”
Hakjinmu.
The courtier and general of Magican laughed as if he was having fun.
“Ah. You have a good companion. Dragoon of the time.”
“…”
“Okay. I won’t talk hurtfully anymore. As I’ve felt before. We can’t make concessions to each other.”
Hakjinmu’s words were a signal.
As soon as he finished his words, all the residents of Matan screamed and rushed like zombies.
The soldiers fired thousands of arrows of skulls and wisps of fire at us from the top of the wall.
A huge ball made of bones is fired from a cannon that has not been seen before. The moment the ball of bones crashed to the ground, it spread like a shotgun and covered the surroundings.
Its power was stronger than expected.
But users are also beyond imagination.
They each activated their own skills or specials.
It was quite common for shields to appear, freeze, or telekinetically stop.
The space where it was shot turns earthy and stops, returns again, or turns into a pig and falls. Phenomenon equivalent to the grotesque phenomenon occurs.
“Huh. Even in this era, strangers are truly mysterious.”
The palace wears a bow.
And.
Whoa!
The arrow, which I don’t know where it came from, aimed at the palace’s shoulder.
Jjoong!!
Hakjinmu, who grasps the attack just beforehand, hurriedly turns his back to block the arrow with his bow.
He was startled and looked down.
A golden pattern made of divine power is engraved on the floor.
It was created by Katz.
That’s not an attack.
Coordinate.
Someone who confirmed this place with those coordinates is intercepting Hakjinmu!
“Kowski, Queen of Archers. I’m asking you to do the court martial.”
[Okay. Leave it to me.]
It seems that after Kaitsu fought, she went out and waited until Kowski.
When her arrow, which should have been outside the magic bullet, reached this place, an emotion that had never been seen before could be seen in the face of the palace.
Ridicule.
Or, a sense of well-being.
“Haha. To be so accurate at that distance. Is it even the palace of this era?”
A palace where three bows are hung on the bowstring.
The giant of the example comes to mind, and a huge arrow like three ballistas comes to mind.
I turned my attention to him.
Hakjinmu entrusts her to Kowski, so he believes in her.
The problem is those undead who resurrect infinitely.
The courtship is also annoying, but even saying that the physical abilities of the people of the Kingdom of Magic are bizarre is not enough to explain.
A powerful body that can devour the body of a strong stranger in an instant.
It wasn’t for nothing that the players led by Mya and O’Brien had suffered.
But now, there are more people than then, and there are many ways to deal with it. There is also a different strength.
Crackle clack!
As soon as the sound of something being assembled was heard, hundreds of machine guns and drones appeared and intercepted the Matan residents.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tata!!
Citizens of Matan, who are hit by bullets and whose skin is peeled off, revealing their original zombie-like appearance.
It is a scene reminiscent of a war movie or a zombie apocalypse.
Raina, who started this war, looked at me with a triumphant face, made a V-ja, and jumped among the zombies.
“Kaaa!”
“Wow!”
Puck! Pupper puck!
Reina didn’t mind being hit by a giant fist many times bigger than herself.
No. She rather smashes her fists and pup pup pup pup with a greatsword with a rocket. She crushed the zombies in one blow.
Even with the power to rip users apart at once, he is competing with his overwhelming body specs that make him want to beat a cotton bat.
It was like the second ranker who endured something similar to Nanar’s special move.
“Garcinius. Help the intangible on top of the wall and protect the citizens.”
“Honorable name!”
Paperweight!
Garcinido becomes a single line of lightning and shoots at the castle wall.
Above the castle wall. The soldiers approaching the people who were captured by the Exile Church exploded all at once.
O’Brien and Pristan also thump. Thud. I walked forward and glared at the zombie hordes.
As Hakjinmu was confident, everything in Matan continued to regenerate, but destruction was faster than restoration.
A group of sincere strangers.
And the party of warriors is also very strong.
“…Ah. I’m going crazy.”
Hors, who was watching me in a cold sweat after being caught by Raband, eventually gave the order to engage.
I wondered if they were trying to attack us, but the Judgment Church moved in perfect order and began slaughtering the demons.
A look of bewilderment crossed the face of Hakjinmu, who was engaged in a super-distance battle with Kowski in the distance.
“This is… Troublesome.”
I’m not talking about the fighting aspect so far.
Right now, it was because of the man who rises like the sun and emits light, Kitz.
Even the slightest touch of the light extending from him would cause the ghost to crumble and not move.
Even though I haven’t been sincere yet, this much.
If it was Kitz, he might know how to kill the immortal magic bullet.
The moment when hope springs up in people.
[Are you choosing punishment in the end?]
A thunderous voice rang through the sky.
“…Hero?!”
Horth looked up at the sky and shouted as if screaming.
Okay. It was Eltman’s voice.
[If you want to choose punishment, there is no choice.]
As soon as the voice ends. Tring! A notification sound rang in my brain.
[The lord of the ghost city of Matan opens the divine power!!]
[All the powers and ranks of the people of the Magical Kingdom will rise!!]
[There is a strong restriction on all the energy of those designated as enemies of magic bullets!!]
As he said, the skills and privileges of the users, and even Ryunar in the warriors’ party, were noticeably weaker.
And the magic lord’s divine power.
This voice belongs to Eltman, so I don’t know how he became a monarch, but it must be his divine power.
Bondi Eltman’s divine power belongs to the Judgment Church.
The divine power now scattered throughout the Matan area was infinitely similar to that of the Cult of Judgment.
If there is a difference, the power of the Judgment Church’s holy power toward those who commit sins is strengthened.
However, the divine power that now engulfs the inhabitants of Matan… Not the power of the attack, but inexhaustibly strengthening them themselves.
The body swells.
Black scams abound.
And even more creepy than that, resentment.
[[Aaaaa!!!!!!!!!!]]
Unlike before, the residents of Matan sang in chorus and screamed.
The order brought a chill.
[Tell me.]
Eltman spoke again.
[This divine power is limited to Malacia and those who surround him. In other words. If you kill Malakia within eight days, the people of Matan will lose their power. No!! Beyond that, you can reach Buddhahood and get the reward you wanted.]
That bastard is also trying to appease.
Rather, that bastard, the monarch, seems to have been sunk by the spirit dragon earlier, but seeing that the world is fine… There is a strong possibility that he also has the ability to regenerate.
The boy continued to speak in a calm voice.
[If you resist, I will annihilate all of you without mercy. Do not resist As long as I exist, your power will be infinitely weakened, and the realm of your heart is sealed.]
Despite Eltman’s words to think again, none of the users were shaken.
However, the members of the Judgment Church staggered with a murmur.
“Hero!! Are you abandoning us!! The Cult of Judgment!!”
Hors cried out.
Eltman must have heard that voice.
However, he doesn’t answer.
“Hero…!!”
It wasn’t Eltman who responded to the voice of her betrayal, but another hero. It was Kitz.
“He is already your enemy. The next saint of the Judgment Church.”
Floating in the sky, he shone like the sun, and the light enveloped the entire area of Matan.
Coo coo coo coo.
The divine power scattered by Eltman and the divine power of Kitz collide.
That bastard is struggling with all the spirits of the inhabitants of Matan.
Indeed, the strength of the residents and the power that constrained the users was weakening.
However, the grudge does not cool down.
No. On the contrary, it gets stronger.
Their eyes were clearly on me, on my heart.
“Jujujujujujuju. Kill it!”
“It hurts!! It hurts!!!!!”
“My child! I killed my parents!!”
The shouts of Jung-gu Heating soon became a chorus of words.
[[Kill!!]]
[[Kill!! Kill!!]]
[[Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill! !Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!!]]
Dizzying flesh.
Even skilled warriors were shaken by the group’s spirit.
In particular, after hearing Eltman’s voice, the Clan users of Maiya and Faltra were highly agitated.
They moved with Eltman.
I’m worried about what happened to the two of them now.
Actually. I am also anxious.
The original girls would never lose, but if Eltman gained that much power…
…
Can not help it.
Now that this has happened, I have no choice but to write.
Even if it’s a bit overkill… That sword.
If you use the Galaxy Sword, you can solve this situation.
“Kaits…! Buy some time…”
The moment I try to call him.
Kuwaaaaagh!
Aaaaagh!
Huge sounds were heard in succession.
We looked to the side with tired faces.
What else?
[Cre -ahhhhh,
[Aaaaa!]
An ancient dragon whose entire body is composed of spirits. Ghost dragon.
And a giant with half a skeleton and half a beautiful woman’s face. Ghost king.
The spirit dragon jumped at the residents of Matan without hesitation.
The Ghost King stared at us and then chuaaaaa. He exhaled a white mist.
Users were frightened.
Upon reaching that fog, the users would become ordinary people.
And.
Shukak!!
The sound of a slash that spreads through the sky.
“Uh…?”
One user let out a stupid moan.
Stand up.
A deep black mark seemed to be carved into the floor, but the body split in half and fell, soon becoming ashes.
Hmm.
I’ve never looked closely, but players become like that when they die.
“What!!”
Reina glared at the sky with a face that was not at all frightened.
Far away from the palace, a huge energy is felt.
Standing at the top of the palace tower was Eltman.
He was said to have become the lord of magic and became king, but his appearance did not change.
Okay. Only the appearance.
The power overflowing from that body… Without exaggeration reminded me of ‘God’.
An intense feeling of pressure, similar to that of Nanar, whom I once saw in front of my eyes.
The guy swung his scythe.
Kaitsu also responded and waved his hand.
Dismissed!!
The slash that was aimed at us ricocheted off and left a deep scar on the palace.
Shit.
The residents don’t even have a ghost king, so it’s a random wide-area flag that doesn’t know where it will fall?
Even the spirit dragons were biting at random villagers, but their breath didn’t discriminate between peers, so we were swept away from time to time.
Also, the spirit dragon didn’t seem to last long.
The strengthened Matan residents were so powerful that even that mighty dragon seemed like it would disintegrate in no time if it was not vigilant.
And. Palace.
[Kyaaaaagh!]
Somehow, I thought I heard a cute scream, but the end of the bow is directed at us.
Coo coo coo coo.
Unlike the giants that appeared on his back so far, it was a gigantic monster in the form of skeletons woven together.
Hakjinmu muttered with his eyes wide open.
“It will be unavoidable.”
Okay. Can not avoid.
As a result of grasping in a short moment, more than ‘Piljung’s blessing’ is aiming for my heart.
Whirliririk!!
Poop!!
Kowski got his strength.
An arrow stuck in Hakjinmu’s arm.
It seems that it was not a complete retirement, but was pushed out for a while.
However, it was overlooked.
He is not human and is insensitive to pain.
And the arrow he shot…
Whiririk! Blah blah!
Hakjinmu stopped pulling her bowstring and swung her bow backwards.
It was intangible that he blocked it with his arm and kicked the crane away.
He grabbed the dagger aiming for Hakjinmu’s heart and flicked his tongue as if he was sorry.
Set an hour
If Hakjinmu starts shooting properly, he will be a real disaster.
Let him leave it to Kowski and Intangible.
What happened to the Ghost King?
The three warriors’ parties are clinging to each other and desperately pushing them away, but it looks like they’ll spit out white mist any moment.
That bastard is the one who hit Ji, but he’s fucking with us.
Stupid bitch.
At that time. Eltman shouted again, probably getting nervous when Kitz was stronger than he thought.
[Again!! Surrender!! We!! I only want the death of the plague dragon!!]
[[Want!!]]
The irrational residents of Matan cried out.
[He killed us with poison…! I want to kill that terrible plague dragon!]
[[I want to kill you!!]]
Eltman’s voice was filled with heat as the villagers sang.
Not only the heat, but also the power rises due to the resonance of their souls.
Katz frowned at her.
His light begins to be pushed by the gray mist emanating from the magic bullet.
[Put out the Plague Dragon!! Then you and us!! We can get everything we want from each other!! Just handing over the existence that deserves to be punished!! The world becomes peaceful!!]
Users were still unmoved.
Once determined to fight, they will fight to the end.
A female fighter brushed past me and told me not to worry and to cheer up, holding my hand and running towards the residents of Matan.
Harken, who respects and likes Maiya very much, patted me on the shoulder and told me not to worry, the traitor was Eltman.
Okay.
I will repay your favor.
With the galaxy sword.
I will annihilate those fucking worms from this world forever.
Coo coo coo coo.
Dark world.
And a black dragon.
“Drehem.”
“…Stop.”
And the inner world.
Malachia… Looked down at me with a worldly gentle face.
“Drehem.”
“Stop!! Stop!! Shut up and stay inside me!!”
I was angry like a child.
Because he sensed something.
“You didn’t do anything wrong!! Everyone go to Nanar…!”
Swoop.
Malachia thrust her huge head in front of me and ducked her.
“Dre.”
“…”
“Put your heads together.”
To my hesitation, he spoke in a soft voice.
“I want to show you my past mistakes.”
