Chapter 571 – 570. Collapse (1)
All of Nyarlathotep’s clones are shattered and broken.
It worked as intended, and Nyarlathotep was defeated.
Nyala Totep was defeated, and the winner of his throne was I.
It became Yog-Sothoth.
And…
What Nyarlathotep said.
This time too.
…
This time too.
What on earth does this mean again?
At least what I remember now is that this was a means of my conversion.
Of course, if a human wants to kill a giant monster, all they have to do is pay the appropriate price, sacrifice themselves, and defeat the monster.
Of course, the price was not cheap.
A chain explosion that would blow away all the incarnations that Nyarlathotep had summoned. That incarnation alone was at a level that required all of one’s strength to be destroyed, and to destroy them all…
The destructive power that is so strong that it can erase the world itself must be destroyed with one point of concentration so as not to destroy the world. And pay the price for it.
It is…
“… Clarke, what did you do now?”
Morgan asks me.
It seems that blowing up all of Nyarlathotep’s incarnations was clearly imprinted on Morgan. Well, I plan to tell you in person someday, but since I witnessed it myself here, it will save me a lot of trouble.
“What, you called me Yog-Sothoth before, but why are you calling me Clark this time?”
“… Now that’s something Yog-Sothoth would never do.”
“Oh, do you know about me? How much? And, there’s probably a lot more I haven’t shown, but how much do you think you know? Do you really know everything? Can you handle it?”
“Don’t play with words. What on earth did you sacrifice? That’s not the kind of destructive power that can be achieved with the concept of sacrifice-“
“Clarke, I think we have a story to talk about.”
And it was Gawain who cut off Morgan’s words and came in.
Ah, I thought it would come soon.
And I have only one thing to say about this.
“If you want to, you can raise that sword and stab me. Right now, I’m exhausted and in no condition to do anything more. And now, no one can come here. Now is my chance, and there’s no Liz to protect me.”
“…”
“I lost to my older brother Liz. If there’s a chance, now is the chance.”
“…”
Ah, I made a joke, but they didn’t accept it either.
Well, I said I would have a good fight with Hector, but Hector is not here right now either.
“A wizard with no one to protect him. Now I could take revenge on the enemy who killed the king. Don’t you think so?”
And immediately he is grabbed by the collar. Well, as I said before, I’m definitely exhausted right now.
As a reward for [Sacrifice], I am now quite exhausted, and if you are going to kill me, now would be the perfect time. Gawain grabs me by the collar and lifts me up. Right now, I am a powerless mage – I’m in a state where I could die if I try to kill him.
“Why did you kill him- why-!!!”
“… Because, I became a stooge for an enemy that should have been killed, and I slaughtered my own people with my own hands in order to die for me, and when I found out that they had sacrificed my people as the incarnation of Nyarlathotep, I turned around and told them to leave it alone. ? This guy is surprisingly sadistic. There’s no reason to keep him alive, and he wouldn’t be able to live sanely anyway.”
“He…!!!! He was my father!!! The king, King Arthur!!!”
Gawain is angry. Of course, this guy is not in his right mind since he saw King Arthur die right in front of him. Of course, I understand.
Seeing my father change into something other than him right before my eyes would drive me crazy. It’s a given.
And, that’s why he tried to do what he had to do, and that’s what his father put on his body.
The manifestation of the lineage within my body was revealed in a state of death-
I ate my father.
From then on, I never let anyone think of that or insult me with it.
This is disgusting, and it is my pain.
And, the same goes for Gawain.
King Arthur cared for Gawain, and when Gawain died, no, when he heard that Gawain was dead (though he wasn’t dead), he tried to kill me to save Gawain, and although it was a ridiculous situation that Gawain was still alive, in the end, I almost died from King Arthur.
“What should I do? At any rate, he is a human butcher who was manipulated by foreign powers and slaughtered all of his people as a puppet of God.”
In the end, no matter how you package it, it’s the same.
“… So, for such a great king trying to kill his old comrade to save you, do you think I should have died for it? Then just kill him. What are you hesitating?”
“… Clarke, you- that snout-! Gawain, if you kill that guy here and now-“
“Yes~ Anyway, I’m a wizard who makes a living by cracking his snout, so what if he doesn’t flutter his snout? They say a person can fall at any time, but what’s certain is that King Arthur did it so well that even I was impressed.”
Trembling hands. And the Excalibur in my hand is shining brightly. If I get stabbed by it, my body will definitely die.
Previously, it was just Aissippal! It fucking hurts! While doing it, I’m going to have a good time! If you’re at the level of screaming and talking, you’re in a state where you can’t even scream and die right now.
Anyway, who I am now…
You must face death here.
Well, it’s good.
Then, let me give you some more motivation.
“Why are you hesitating, you idiot? Either that, or the guy who killed his father is right in front of him. Or… I have to tell him one by one how foolish King Arthur was…!?”
And- I immediately felt the threat.
Knowing that it is not over yet, he immediately pushes Gawain away.
Kwaaaaa!!!
The land that is being cut away by cutting down the space itself. And along with it, there was a huge quadrupedal reptile, with white scales, white hair, and torn clothes here and there, showing that it was once a person. And I was able to figure out who it was.
“This little bastard was kidnapped and came back as a dog after being kidnapped.”
Crrrr-
A growling monster with a low growl. And I know who this is. While rejecting the magic felt in the body and the magic itself…
I’m going to fall in love!!!
He appeared before me in an irregular state where he could use magic on his own. It was surprising that that little bastard could use lightning magic even in that state, and of course, that thing that was full of Nyarlathotep’s power was-
Well.
Exquisitely, it hasn’t crossed the line yet.
Tsk.
I have no choice.
However, apart from that, a frustrating situation occurred.
“… What a mess.”
Gawain dropped his sword and was unable to get up.
Had it already reached its limit by coming this far?
Came to wipe out his own comrades.
Excalibur’s output increased beyond Gawain’s imagination, but it must have also consumed a significant amount of Gawain’s stamina.
On top of that, I had to deal with the incarnations of Nyarlathotep, and my mental strength would have already been at its limit, and if I faced a monster that was a combination of [Hounds of Tyn Dalos] At the peak of the Fire Dragon, I wouldn’t be able to hold out any longer.
“The fight is not over yet… And, I will turn the game around. Well, I guess that’s it.”
Tsk.
Well, it’s good.
He stretches out his hand toward Excalibur.
As soon as my hand touches it, it immediately emits holy light and resists. And my hands are on fire as a result. Of course, the more it burns, the stronger the pain is felt, but the only way to deal with that monster here is with this holy sword, Excalibur.
As I burn my hands, I will burn my body too.
“You’re so upset. Even though you look like this, I was the one who created you, Excalibur.”
Of course, I know that this bastard is just a sword made to kill star beings, so it is only doing what it is written to do. So it’s just empty nonsense.
“… Clarke, you-“
“Ah, don’t worry. I’m just borrowing it for a little while. That little bastard. He’s really fucking bad until the end. The only good thing is that he didn’t show up when I was fighting Nyarlathotep? No, should I call this a good thing? Why did he only show up now? I don’t know.”
Honestly, it really is.
If I had come out with that one, I would have lost for sure. I can’t even see where Nyarlathotep went. Is it because the injury is severe, or is he not coming out on purpose? Well, by the way, Freya…
If you want to save me, I’ll crawl out on my own.
Until then, I’m just having fun.
Grumbling-
As his arm begins to burn, he grabs Excalibur.
This is true.
It’s hot.
“… You, hold that now-“
“Anyway, it’s good, right? While it’s all over.”
“Even if it means your life.”
As I add that, I am wondering how I can hold on to this crazy idiot. Well, magic won’t work, and I’m too tired to use magic any more anyway.
Nevertheless, it is no different to stand up and stand in front of this person holding a sword.
“I have to go back home, you idiot. Do you have time to stay here like this?”
Kaaaaa!!!
Kaaaaang!!!
Nails and teeth screaming with a scream. A tail that swings like a whip. He bounces them all away in just three strikes and hits them in the chin with a kick.
“Freya, you better get ready quickly. I can’t hold out much longer now, and if I die here, this little boy will die too. You know that, right?”
“… Clarke, what can I do to help?”
Morgan is calling me.
It’s my job to help.
Ah!
“Hey, how about giving some comfort to my son who is tired from coming all the way here?”
“… Are you crazy?”
I know too.
Perhaps Gawain is his son, but he is simply a being created through his blood, created using Rod’s blood and his own blood, and is merely a blood connection to Gawain.
That’s why Gawain doesn’t feel like she’s his mother, and almost treats him like a stranger.
And, she considered King Arthur, who gave her up, as her father.
Kaang!! Kaaaaang!!!
“No, that’s possible, right? What are you going to do here anyway? If he catches you, you’ll just be torn apart.”
“Now you-“
Haha! Instead of worrying about me, why don’t you worry about yourself? I’m just doing what I have to do.
Quad deuk!!!
One arm flies off.
It’s been a long time since I suffered an injury like this.
Massive bleeding, and the sight of my arm being bitten and devoured-
It’s definitely a monster that hunts wizards, so it attacks as if it doesn’t want to miss even a single piece of blood and flesh.
Well, it’s fine.
If it succeeds in eating me up here, it will truly become an uncontrollable monster.
Even if you want to intervene, if you do, you will die, or the laws of the world are preventing you from intervening, so there are probably people who are watching this and stamping their feet, not knowing what to do.
Space is fragmented, shattered, and the ground itself is shattered.
I’ve already encountered Tindalos’ Hound several times, but this one is even more powerful.
That has to be the case.
This is where Nyarlathotep was last hidden.
“… Nyarlathotep, when was the last time you were hiding there?”
-Correct answer! Ahahaha!! You didn’t let down your guard until the end, right? But, how come this, I think I won the game-
Yes.
So no one can intervene.
And, there is no one who can help.
Even those who can help.
Unless you have a deep connection with this little guy.
“You kidnapped something from another dimension and used it as a host. You’re so bloody, Nyarlathotep.”
-Haha! If you just end it here… Huh?!
It goes without saying, but if there’s anyone else who can intervene here, it’s only Freya.
The spears thrown by the Valkyries pierce the hounds of Tindalos.
To be exact, its skin.
And, the binding devices that remove corners and corners, fixing the skin, fixing it to the dimension, and subduing the hounds of Tindalos, secure this rag.
-I was aiming for this moment- No, now, wait! Hey!!!
“… Where are you going? You have to play with me, Nyarlathotep.”
And immediately, it escapes from the host it was parasitized on and captures the main body of Nyarlathotep, which was trying to parasitize Freya.
Lift Excalibur and pierce it.
Quad Deuk!!
And-
An attack penetrating my body.
A piercing attack unleashed by Nyarlathotep, the one who howls in the darkness.
Each side attacks and pierces the other – in a battle where blood splatters and flesh is torn –
Freya approaches Haemin, whom she has subdued, and stabilizes Haemin’s mind, which is being clouded, torn apart, and reassembled.
And at the same time – the hunting dog of Tindalos, which was parasitic on Haemin, is ripped out and eviscerated.
■■■■■■■■■■-
It was only after the Hound of Tindalos was eviscerated with a low howl that I noticed something strange.
…
Clearly, the people who should come out are not coming out.
That’s right, because the person who wrote this is someone I know well.
He was the one who promised me that I would put an end to it someday, and he was also my adoptive father and my father in a past life.
Kim Hae-jin.
He doesn’t come out.
The Hound of Tindalos melted into nothing more than a shell, and what fell down was a kid with white hair.
And- Freya quickly accepted it. It was nice to see Freyja flying with her wings spread.
Blood is scattered-
-Ahahaha!! Really, you’re amazing even like that! Guardian of knowledge! Guardian of the Gate! The Vice King of Chaos who protects the gateway to the Mother! Yog-Sothoth! You are intelligent, yet wild! It’s intelligent because it’s wild! Really… The best successor!
I ignited that blood.
The final flame engraved in my blood.
And then it comes out from a very close range, surrounds Nyarlathotep, and then explodes.
Nyarlathotep collapses on the spot, charred, and I also fall to the ground and kneel on the ground.
And then, I put my sword down and stand up again.
Excalibur burns me even more, and I rise with it – to put an end to Nyarlathotep.
-Heh, you won. Little boy. Hehe… Well, by the way, whatever you do, if you’re going to do it quickly, you’d better do it. You don’t seem to have much time right now.
“…”
Nyarlathotep’s body crumbles as it gets closer and closer. If I don’t destroy this mental body here, I don’t know what will happen. But I was too tired right now to do that, and even if I tried to get up, my body wouldn’t listen.
Something else that is gradually eroding me from within.
I…
It was now the limit.
As Nyarlathotep said, I don’t have much time left.
And I put Excalibur on the floor.
Only then did the holy light that was burning me subside.
If I don’t end my life here and now, everything will be over.
“… Now, it’s time to kill the last remaining star being here, Gawain.”
I looked at Gawain, and Gawain’s eyes opened wide.
“… Why are you looking at me like that? I have to do what I have to do. If you don’t kill me here and now, this world will be ruined?”
And finally, he speaks to Gawain.
“… I have to do what I have to do, right?”
When he heard those words, his face contorted as if he was about to cry.
Well.
I wish I didn’t feel so sad…
