Chapter 574 – 573. Collapse (4)
Wilbur Waitley.
And, standing in front of him is Lorraine Lionheart.
However, the original Lavinia Waitley could not forgive herself for the fact that what was now in front of her was her own future child. Of course, she can’t forgive.
The disrespect of using the body of her own teacher, her husband, as she pleases. Plus the viciousness of trying to kill those he loves.
“Why are you blocking my way, mother?”
“Well, I’m not an idiot. And, being a mother to a woman who hasn’t even had children yet.”
“Then can I say that she is the woman who will be my mother?”
And as soon as he does that, blades of ice come pouring out. Wilbur deploys a shield to block the blade aimed precisely at the corner of Wilbur’s mouth, but the blade of ice ends up stuck in his snout.
“Huh!?”
In an instant, the ice begins to stick and immediately freezes the entire body. However, as soon as he does that, the frozen jaw is removed.
Pudduk-!
The horrifying sound of bones breaking, skin, and muscles being torn, no, the sound of being broken and torn apart rang out, and for a moment, Wilbur’s tongue hung low, and a wry smile appeared on Wilbur’s lips as he appeared to be playing again. 〈 Br〉
“Do you know that? Even though the appearance may change, this body is ultimately the body of my father, the body of the great King of Chaos. But… Unfortunately, this is my first time seeing this face. Is this the concubine that my father took in… Aaaaah!?”
And then, as soon as Wilbur’s eyes turned to look at Elizabeth, a dagger struck them. I tried to stop it. I tried to block it, but it immediately shattered the shield and daggers stuck in my eyeballs.
Holding her eyes as she screams, Elizabeth laughs at Wilbur.
Weak.
Clark, if it were him, his blade would probably have bounced off.
That’s because he was strong and a wizard with outstanding skills.
And when he looks at this now, he decides that he can kill as much as he wants, but he can never kill.
It was destined to be that way, and his role here was determined.
I feel something writhing beyond the dimension.
This guy was pretending to be punished, but he was preparing something, and he had to stop it.
Although he looked sloppy, he was a very clever son of a bitch.
“The snout has already been blown away, so I guess this is enough. The strength of the magic is quite weak. If it were Clark, my sword would have bounced off.”
“You damn galboy!!!”
Kwaaaaa!!!
At the same time as the blade was stuck in the eye, countless tentacles broke the ground and rose up. Looking closely, I saw that the tentacles extending from the abdomen were growing huge, breaking the earth and changing the earth’s crust. Seeing that, I indifferently summoned the blade of wind and started slaughtering it.
In fact, he is the most powerful being here except for Clark. It’s a natural thing for her to say, but if you catch her wrong…
The magic is completely destroyed, and his body is torn into pieces and reattached again and again.
With just a brief cut, his body was split into hundreds of pieces and then put back together.
Since the possessed body was a powerful being, it could not be helped.
It is said that he gave the woman he loved a weapon to kill her, but it is not an easy task.
“Aaaaah!?”
“Just looking at the way you live, it’s safe to say that you’re that bastard. I can tell what you’re dissatisfied with and why you’re talking shit here. You weren’t recognized by your father, and you were probably harshly criticized. Right? So just be your father. You want to destroy what you cherish, right?”
Sword winds blow continuously, as if flesh and bone are being separated. And they destroy all the magic fired at high speed, cancel the casting, and return the recoil to Wilbur. However, selling continues.
“I have no self-esteem, and that doesn’t mean I can’t see others succeeding. If you look at the way he only does stupid things, if my husband’s personality is like that, he’ll try to embrace a bastard like you and call him a bastard, and then get stabbed in the back in the future. Or, he should get a real education here. Maybe they allowed it on purpose.”
It is most likely the latter.
A future Clark would not think that those he trusted would be harmed by such a scum.
But apart from that, it is Clark’s body.
So – that magical power is beyond imagination.
Just by opening, bursting, and spraying…
Kwaaaaa!!!
A huge accident occurs.
The crust bursts, and the burst crust is restored.
And the person who restored it was none other than Merlin.
She used her own powers to return everything to her dream, but she tells us in a cold sweat that it wasn’t an easy task.
“A brief reprieve. And, what happened just now was all a dream. Well, that’s the story. But, I can’t use it often?”
“Why did you show up and tell me that on purpose, you dreamcatcher?”
Merlin giggles at Elizabeth’s harsh words.
“Well, you will figure it out on your own. As a wizard, even if you are lower than your father… There are few things here that can beat that one one-on-one.”
At best, maybe Hector or Arash? Even so, she has a chance of winning with Donggwijin if she almost risks her life and uses a special attack. It goes without saying, but even that is not an easy probability. Her complexion doesn’t look very good to Merlin, who restored the land to its original state after it was shattered and split in two with just an explosion of her magic.
Elizabeth is the only one here who can stop that onslaught.
Kaaaaa!!
“I guess it’s because I have my father’s power. Well, the magic power is worth seeing.”
“Yes, that’s right. Just like you said, and just like she said. I can’t even come to your feet. And, I can’t hurt you. But… What about after that?”
Naturally, she will be on the highest alert, and we have also prepared a means to tie her up.
It was already noticed, and Elizabeth’s role was decided.
I don’t like it.
There will be sacrifices.
But-
Those who have already come here have already made up their minds.
For these people, worrying is like insulting their resolve.
“Because I didn’t come alone. And, you didn’t come alone either, right? That trashy octopus bitch and that windy bitch!”
Create a huge sword and throw two swords.
All the warriors are astonished at the sight of it penetrating and destroying space.
Is this the power of God?
And-
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■-!!!!!
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■!!!!!
The two who were preparing to jump out were immediately knocked down.
“?!”
“Did you really think you could avoid my eyes?”
“Oh.”
Nyarlathotep, who was watching right next to him, couldn’t help but clap and admire Cthulhu supporting Wilbur and Hastur’s knockdown. Not only are those two not easily subdued, but the sword she threw, no, the sword she fired was an archery technique used by Alkeides and Hercules to kill the Hydra with an arrow.
It is a sword that has killed hundreds of severed and decapitated heads, and has absolute priority for destruction against monsters and beings hostile to humans, and the Lunares Poena that Elizabeth was holding was also a blade suitable for killing star beings.
They have already died, and their souls have been recovered by their fathers for a long time, but even if they are rotting corpses, the bodies of god-like monsters cause enormous destructive power to necromancers and those who use them.
And of course, in exchange for tying the two here, Elizabeth had to stay out of the battle.
■■■■■■■■-!!! ■■■■■■■!!!!!!!
Because I had to hold on to the things that were screaming and running rampant so that they couldn’t run any further.
“… No matter how strong they are, they still have weaknesses. That’s because if there’s someone weaker than them, they end up tied like this. Isn’t that right?”
At least in that respect, Wilbur’s plan was successful. You will have no choice but to succeed. She is a goddess who has no choice but to join because she is a god and a warrior who fought alongside Clark, and she is a goddess who loves him and has sworn to protect humanity.
However, she accepted it without much notice, as if she had expected it.
“Well, that’s what I will do. But after that, the rest will have to do it.”
“You were the most threatening. And, out of the many cards I had, I only lost two! You should have used the rest as shields to snipe me!”
At that time, the unholy tentacles began to continue to break down and expand the boundaries between the world and the outer universe-
Crumbling!!!
Thunder and lightning strike.
And- there-
Haha!! Modi! I think it’s our turn!”
“I see. I wanted to fight that huge thing again, but…!”
“”This isn’t bad either!!””
With a flash of light, the powers of the two children of the Thunder God begin to mix. And Nyarlathotep, who saw this, exclaimed in admiration. Of course, it is a technology that was put into practice a long time ago, and the power shown by those two is…
“… In this timeline, you are quite popular, Clark.”
Smiling softly, Nyarlathotep was praising Clark’s life. As expected, that technology ends up fusing the two gods with each other-
This is because the original gods disappear and another new god is born. Of course, Modi and Magni are dead at this moment.
And- what has appeared here now-
“I am Karlsefni – a warrior who will destroy you from now on -!!”
New God.
Gaining courage and confronting the alien horrors that once brought him to his knees and humiliate him, the thunderbolts of the new Thunder God extend from the axe and begin to shatter the earth.
“Oh! Really! I just destroyed what I restored again!!”
Taking advantage of Merlin’s sudden scream, Thrud bit his lip as he watched his two brothers disappear while holding his hands tightly.
And now here-
Freya is looking at Haemin, who is gradually regaining consciousness with his hands shaking. And, Haemin finally opens his eyes-
Those eyes were sparkling purple.
Well, that’s fine anyway. Because it’s just the beginning.
And, the things he did here in the name of picking up children who ran away from home and giving them a true education, his past self and the new past he created, have already calculated how the snowball will roll and what the results will be. Although it is said to be finished.
Well.
Sometimes unexpected things happen.
“Haemin…!!! Don’t overdo it!! You can never, ever get involved in that battle. Now you-!”
“… I tried to separate myself from the spiritual by hitting my head so hard that I lost my senses, but that’s not really the case. Right, Nyarlathotep?”
“Hmm?”
Actually, I did it without thinking much.
Yoo Hae-min.
And-
There
The Hound of Tyndalus
Just stuffed it in.
The hunting dog was someone Clark initially knew as [Dick Johnson], And for a moment he saw the image of [Kim Hae-jin], His adoptive father and father’s friend.
No, the same energy was flowing out right now.
“… What is it, Frey? I don’t think he’s normal right now?”
“You said that? If it weren’t for you-!”
“No, no no, it was originally planned by ‘that side’ of Yog-Sothoth? Well… It was torn to pieces, so it needs to be ‘fragmented back to its original state’?”
“… It’s a collection of fragments and a mess, what have you done to my head?”
“I don’t know either. Of course, you should probably ask Yog-Sothoth over there. As you can see, Yog-Sothoth here has been overtaken by Wilbur. That cocky blonde you’ve been dying to kill.”
Wilbur.
For Haemin, it is the culprit who turned his life upside down, and his long-standing bad relationship with Yog-Sothoth. I knew he was from here before I came, but…
“… Even if that bastard was strong, he wasn’t ready to temporarily take over the body of ‘Yog-Sothoth’.”
“I helped him, and he just looked back and watched for a moment.”
“… You guys over there, what do you mean now?”
When Matilda asks about it, Nyarlathotep grins.
“It’s everyone’s favorite multiverse story, right?”
“… You’re saying that you’re the one who caused this?”
“Ahaha, you know what kind of person your husband is. The one on this side is Yog-Sothoth, and the one on our side is your husband. But – if I don’t help him quickly, he’s going to die, right?”
Kwaaaaang!!!
Countless tentacles, and a huge monster tearing through space.
Meeeee■■■■■■■-eeeee-!!!
Tentacle stems, and monsters fluttering huge tentacle stems.
I could see what it was.
Lambs. They were descendants of Shubniguras, and they were using it to shake hands countless times towards the newly born thunder god, Karshepni. Of course, each one of them was weak.
However, the damage continues to pile up.
“Since Shubniguras is sleeping, it is weaker than when Shubniguras commands it directly, but it still forcibly dominates the things around here… Or kills them and forces them to fight. But even so, the mystery filled with that body is It’s enough to kill a god, even if it’s weak… You know?”
Gather the dust and make a mountain.
And, the more the wounds accumulate, the closer you will get to death.
With a single lightning strike, dozens of lambs are screamed to death and crushed, but the sight of them coming back to life and fighting each time they die is the perfect necromancer itself. That guy is a necromancer and uses black magic.
In a war with endless supplies, even star spawns are brought in to keep them in check.
Thrud and Fenrir rush in, and when Fenrir bites and scratches the lambs, he puts the pieces of the lambs back together and turns them into an Abomination, a rag golem, and throws them away –
Kwaaaaa!!
“Explosions are art! That’s what my father likes to say!”
Every time it explodes, a corpse explosion full of mystery hits the nova and hurts it. The wolf that eats gods, Thrud, a Valkyrie and daughter of the Thunder God, and even the new Thunder God born from the union of two gods.
And- those three stumble, vomiting blood.
“Krrrr!”
Fenrir was gnashing his teeth and scratching the ground, preparing to rush in, but I know.
The number of monsters that are breaking the dimensional boundary and the number of Shubniguras’ descendants is unimaginably large.
Numerous vassals created by Shubniguras in the abyss.
He had seen the lambs that were his alter egos, and the traces they made under Shubniguras’ command were nothing short of terrible.
They eat it up ravenously and tear it down cruelly.
And-
“And with the power of the great Earth Mother, a mountain goat carrying a thousand lambs! Ah! Truly, I had the most fun when they exploded! Just like this! Although it is weaker than controlling it directly, the destructive power of a being of this size is- “
I’m not going to fall in!!!!!!
And, what prevented it.
Haemin comes to his senses.
He had a tired face, but it was a long history of bad relations with that damn son of a bitch who was showing off right in front of me, and we only met again here.
Above all-
This unknown anger and malice welling up deeper and deeper in my heart.
And the lamb, which was about to burst, stared at Haemin.
“You idiot. Do you think I wasn’t aware of you? Did you think it would be over if I stopped it from exploding?”
There is only one correct answer.
An uncontrolled, uncontrolled monster is released into the world.
If you stop the self-destruction, the brainwashing will automatically be lifted, and you can run wild with all your might.
Unlike simple star spawns, if the alter ego of a top-class foreign god were to run wild in this world with no restrictions, killing those scum-like humans would be-
Kwasik!!!
“Huh?”
And-
The first thing it did was stick its tentacles at Wilbur.
“Whoa!?”
And with the attack just now, his ‘main body’ was attacked.
Why? It’s just a moment.
Wilbur immediately stretched out his hand toward the lamb and used the self-harm magic he had prepared in advance to harm the lamb.
■■■■■■■■■■■■!!!!!
The car screamed and ran wild, blowing a hole in Wilbur’s body and trying to fire Haemin’s thunderbolt once again before he could even question the sight of the dead lamb.
The thunderbolts actually begin to lodge in the warriors’ weapons.
“… This?”
“… Enchant?”
And-
“… Did you just copy my technique?”
Lorraine looks dumbfounded as she sees Haemin copying the enchantment techniques Lorraine used just moments ago. It goes without saying, but having your skills used as is an act that hurts your pride, whether you are a wizard or a knight.
Especially if the opponent can use a more powerful technique.
If he just gave strength to the warriors and gave them protection abilities-
Now, Haemin has injected another ‘concept’ that will definitely destroy the ‘concept’ that maintains ‘Wilbur’s’ state of possession.
That was the appearance of the Hound of Tyndalus, a natural enemy to wizards, and the ‘Magic Breaker’ who rejects and destroys all magic.
“… It was similar to the magic used by some damn guy, so it was easy to get. I’m sorry if I offended you, but I can’t argue with that right now… You know?”
“Ha, fuck.”
Although he was upset that his magic had been copied, Lorraine was not thoughtless enough to question it here and now.
Above all, it was part of the ‘plan’ for me to step forward here and now, and to support the warriors in this way.
“… I have a rough idea of what you’re doing. But, that’s not enough. Just holding on is not enough. What I did was just add one more step to what you can do. And… With this now, Oh, that bastard – you can’t let down your guard.”
“… Do you know anything about my future child?”
“At least better than that one. And… That bastard, you can’t let down your guard even if you think he’s pushing you.”
“Can you listen in more detail?”
Hector and Arash approach Haemin. Naturally, Haemin also needs help from these two right now.
“… I’m not in a good shape to fight on my own? I’m in bad shape because of some fucking bitch. Even if I could fight, it’s not possible right now, so I’m going to use you guys here. Arrows and weapons- I’m going to instill the ‘concept’ to defeat the bastard… Tear him to pieces as much as I can. No, Yog-Sothoth won’t die like this.”
To be precise, it means that you cannot die.
To kill a being that is rooted in all dimensions and exists in the past, present, and future, one must have the power to destroy the entire universe, and there is only one such being.
And here, we must destroy the concept to maintain Wilbur’s existence and prevent him from maintaining his state of possession.
“… Arash Kamanga. Hector, here and now – you are the only ones who can save that damned golden sun. The rest of us will be busy just holding the line. I will… Brainwash those lambs. I’ll release it, but I won’t let it continue, right? It’s possible to self-destruct.”
“… It’s quite a difficult situation. Furthermore, it’s on a completely different level from any battlefield I’ve ever experienced.”
“You will have to risk your life.”
And…
This time too-
“… I know what you’re worried about, but we all came here prepared. To save [Our friends] Who helped us, saved our country, and saved our families.”
Arash puts his hand on his shoulder.
“… Death is not the end for us. The goddess behind you knows that best, right?”
“…!”
Freya.
Looking at her
And Freya, who knows what he is talking about, asks to confirm.
“… You know that if I do it wrong, I could be killed by Yog-Sothoth when he comes to his senses. I’m always welcome, but that’s-“
“If we fall, please revive us as Einherjar.”
If that happened, there was nothing better for Freya. She was the goddess who managed Ein Herjar and commanded the Valkyries, and of course she risked her own life to save Clark, and the determination, bravery, and strength of the warriors gathered here to withstand those monsters.
If Freyja were to be defeated, she would be of great power.
The remaining Valkyries who follow Freya also hear this and their eyes widen, and they covet it –
With these people, she can only hope that her friend, who ignored herself and saved everyone, can be saved.
… Saving everyone and not being able to save yourself, is there any story as sad as that?
If I hear this, I’ll ask you not to do that.
In fact, whether good or bad, it is a two-way street.
And now it’s time to return it.
