Chapter 1066 – Last Blow
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Historically, anger and hatred have been treated as something people should avoid and emotions that should be buried, and have been depicted as the dark side of humanity for a long time.
Forgiveness toward others is forgiveness toward yourself.
You can’t pull yourself out of a hole by throwing yourself into dark impulses.
While many religions have adopted love as their doctrine and many poets have sung about mercy, ‘resentment’ has become a symbol of foolish obsession.
Of course, the meaning of their words was clearly not just pretentious hypocrisy.
In this world where emotions create magic power, anger and hatred easily lead to negative magic power – that is, black magic more than anything else.
The black magic created in this way also induces emotions such as jealousy, lust, greed, and arrogance, and from there, more black magic is created.
Black magic that cannot be handled on its own accumulates in the body, bringing bad things to this world.
For example – a devil looking in from beyond hell, waiting for an opportunity.
But it all depends on how you use it.
If you can control and use the emotions connected to the burning flames of hell and the magic power you derive from them with your own will—
─Pajjik.
Black lightning sparks split the air along the trajectory of the swinging fist.
The fist was so fast that it was difficult to see, but it had the unique property of leaving a trail thanks to the black magic power surrounding it.
Therefore, when you get hit by that fist, the moment you recognize that you have been hit, you can visually see the flow of magical energy rushing towards you.
Coo!
As the sound rang out, the automata that had been hit in the abdomen by the fist staggered backwards.
However, Schrödinger, with black lightning in his hands, chased after his prey as if he had no intention of letting go—
This time, he swung his fist at the guy’s chin.
This time, a cheerful sound of ‘Kow!’ Erupts, and the automata’s head rotates once.
Probably, if the creature had just been punched in the jaw, it would have snapped its neck around.
[Damage accumulation, reaches danger zone…]
Even if the neck bone did not break, the shock that spread internally was not something that could be ignored.
The guy’s vision is shaken by the damage, and in addition, the traces of black magical power obscure his eyes.
“Woah!! Next!”
Kwaang!
This time too, a heavy impact sound erupted.
This time, it was the middle of the guy’s chest – that is, the part that Lila had originally intended to pierce from the beginning.
Schrödinger himself didn’t know for sure that the guy’s core was there, but based on the scorched marks Leila left behind, he thought that was the guy’s weak point.
Sparks fly, blood spurts.
Schrödinger strikes the metal body over and over again with only his bare hands covered in magic.
Of course, even though the other side suffered more shock, considerable damage was also done to Schrödinger’s hand, and the skin from the back of Schrödinger’s hand to the finger was peeling off and bleeding profusely.
However, there was no pain.
The emotions heightened by the release gas and the black magic that flows from those emotions continue to spurt out adrenaline instead of a kind of drug in the brain.
Every time Schrödinger hit an enemy, instead of feeling pain, he felt a bigger flame bursting out of him.
It would be a lie to say that even she, a homunculus, had no knowledge of her magical powers, and her body, completed with the elixir of her evolution, continued to harbor that potential, but-
She is in her own situation, and she has rarely felt her intense emotions until now, and now she has unleashed her own potential and unleashed her black wild claws.
Every time the black armored automata takes a step back, it takes two steps forward and never leaves a gap.
Tenaciously, persistently, even if the bones in his hands were shattered, he filled every single fist with magic power and the utmost killing intent.
It seems like she’s trying to vent her anger about being ignored until now ─
Kwakwakwak!
After three heavy fists were thrust into the guy’s abdomen in succession─ the automata rose into the air from the impact.
“Uoonnyaaaaa!”
With a long shout (crying?), Schrödinger jumped up chasing after the guy.
The sight of it rolling and jumping was literally like a supersonic hedgehog somewhere.
And she made use of that spin, this time stretching out her legs instead of her arms.
Even on those slender legs, there was a black flame, and she swung it like a whip or an axe.
Cheoeok-!!
With a kick so strong that an audible sound was heard, the black armor was struck from above and fell to the ground.
Then, after a while, dust rises with an impact as if a bomb had exploded, just as it had knocked the guardian to the ground when it fell earlier.
This time, he ended up being thrown to the ground and finally stopped moving.
Then, Schrödinger falls to the ground and lands while looking at the scene.
She pushed the automata in a one-sided, perfect attack, took a deep breath for a moment, and then-
“Did you win…?”
When he finally saw the automata stuck on the ground and couldn’t move, he took a deep breath and relaxed.
Then, the black magic wrapped around her hands and legs disappeared like a candle on her birthday cake.
And at the same time.
Crack!
“Ugh!?”
The reward for kicking the metal with his leg (calf) with all his might must have been received with the sound of breaking bones.
The moment he moves his legs and steps on the ground, Schrödinger grabs that part with his hand and starts rolling around on the ground with an exploding sound.
“Oh, my legs! Oh my, my hands!”
She feels like she’s burning out her magic by moving her whole body forcefully and suddenly.
“Uh~.”
In that situation, Schrödinger heard an urgent voice coming from afar and somehow raised his head, even with tears in his face.
Then, from beyond, she could see people coming this way, waving her hands.
These were the expedition corps waiting behind, including Attis.
After her fight, I saw her appear behind her, and it must have been Schrödinger who wanted to say something to her, but she just groaned, unable to get up from her spot.
“Shuko!?”
And as soon as they got closer, they couldn’t hide their surprise when they saw that the four most powerful members of the expedition, Amelia, Sasha, Lila, and Kuon, had collapsed.
“W-What!? First, get treatment each! Mr. Quartz, please!”
As Artis said that, she walked closer to the fallen Schrödinger.
A leg swollen due to a fracture, and a hand that was completely cut and bleeding.
“Hey Schrödinger, are you okay? Who did you fight with? No way, with this place’s guardian?!”
Let’s get closer and try to lift her body-
“Aaaaah! Ah, it hurts! My whole body hurts!”
Schrödinger could not bear his muscle pain and let out a miserable voice.
Artis will be surprised by her reaction and will return Schrödinger to the ground.
“No… It’s not a guardian, it’s something strange…”
“Perhaps what they fought about is… That.”
While Schrödinger is speaking, a voice comes from behind Artis.
When both Artis and Schrödinger turned their heads, Kshat was pointing at something about her.
Then there…
While making a squeak sound, oil is flowing from the whole body.
All over his body, there were dents left here and there were Schrödinger had hit him.
The guy stood up.
“Geez!? What! It’s still moving!”
Naturally, if the guy he thought he had knocked down suddenly gets up, Schrödinger will raise his voice in embarrassment and resentment.
He was in so much pain, because he was able to move, even though he was writhing and missing one arm.
“What is that…? Automata?”
Artis frowned, as if the thing that was moving unnaturally didn’t seem that much of a threat, but he didn’t seem to know what it was.
“… Meteorite.”
Then, what she heard in her ears was Kshat’s murmur.
Fleur, who was next to Kshat, must have tilted her head and looked up at her attendant.
“I saw it when I was staying at the Returner’s Mansion when it was remodeled by Laplace. It is a weapon from the primordial world and is called Meteorite.”
“Mechanical weapons of the primordial world!?”
If what Kshat said is true, then the one who sent that was a returner.
When you think of the four people lying down in front of you, and the fact that everyone, including Schrödinger, fell while fighting that one guy-
“How to defeat it!?”
As a shiver runs down her spine, Artis raises her voice.
“It destroys the core in the chest area. There is quite a bit of damage accumulated…”
At that time, flames spewed out from the half-destroyed body of the meteorite.
At the same time, everyone who can fight on the spot, including Melusine, will take their stance.
“As expected, it looks like you can still be active…!”
As if it had been as expected, Kshat stepped in front of her, radiating his fierceness and wrapping around Fleur.
“Kshat… Is that… Your grandfather’s…?”
And Fleur’s voice flowed into Kshat’s ears.
Of course, to others it would just be the sound of breathing coming through a gas mask, but to Kshat, the meaning would be completely conveyed.
“Yes. That’s right. It’s one of the weapons discovered and restored by the previous head… Machina Meister of Return…”
Descartes was by no means a special person among the four regressors.
He was not a person who created his own technology based on his innate genius, that is, a vision that could be called a singularity.
Although he had the potential to reach the realm of sainthood with a devout heart and endless curiosity, he was not tainted by madness.
He is a sailor and a born trader. He is just an ordinary human being with a somewhat rugged body.
In a way, he is the method that is closest to their belief in returning this world to the form of the ‘original world’.
The purpose was to excavate relics and ruins from the original world, analyze their technology, and reproduce them.
Naturally, the ‘machine civilization’ of the primitive world gave him enormous mechanical engineering knowledge and weapons.
Therefore, if it is a machine operated by a returner – it would be better to think that Fleur’s grandfather had a hand in it.
Meteorite was also one of his favorite items.
It is an item whose power, its constituent materials, and even why it was made are unknown-
One of my favorite weapons that never ceases to interest me because it is so tightly shrouded in secrecy.
‘And you sent it to where your granddaughter is. Former head of the family.’
Kshat clenched his fist, reaffirming that fact.
I could now clearly understand the fact that I had not been contacted at the mansion.
Fleur’s precious person is waiting at the Returner’s mansion located on Gwiryong Mountain.
Boom!
While I was thinking about that, the guy took a step forward with his whole body on fire.
[Confirmation of reinforcements of hostile creatures… Everyone, start destruction…]
“I won’t let that happen. Even if he is the former head of the family, the person who wants to hurt the young lady is this Kshat…”
Wow…!
Kshat takes a stance with his hands clenched into fists and is about to rush in.
It must have been at that moment that Melusine and Banguidae, who were behind, tried to focus on stopping the enemy instead of healing.
Thump!
“!?”
At the same time as the sudden explosion sound, the ground jutted out.
No, it wasn’t the ground that was sticking out, it was a person!
Something buried in the ground jumped up as if ejected with a strong impact, and raised its fist from top to bottom ─
The chest of the half-ruined meteorite was pierced and lifted.
In a dusty situation, the group saw.
The appearance of a black-haired cat girl performing an excellent rising uppercut with an angry expression.
Even her visor had been removed due to the impact of being buried in the ground, and she looked so identical to Schrödinger, who was currently lying next to Artis, that she could have been a twin.
And, the fact that her chest was pierced.
[Core… Destruction…]
With one devastating punch from her, the Meteorite’s core was destroyed and the automata, which had lost its power, collapsed.
Dump! Cradangtang!
Black armor falling to the ground helplessly, its parts disintegrating.
“Did you see this? How dare you bury this guardian!”
Even when she is excited and on the ground, as she runs around her room and steps on her armor under her feet several times, she realizes that her surroundings are strangely quiet.
When I looked around, I was able to make eye contact with the expedition members who were embarrassed in many ways.
A moment of silence.
The guardian soon realized that the atmosphere was strange, cleared his throat, lifted the visor that had fallen to the ground, and covered his face.
And—
“Welcome, intruders! Welcome to this guardian’s domain!”
“No, because it’s late!”
Now that she was trying to set the mood, Artis couldn’t stand it and ended up throwing a tantrum at her.
