I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 492

Chapter 492 – War (7)

Pasha, Daeva, Kama, Draxus.

As we went inside, transcendents appeared one by one, blocking the way.

First of all, Pasha was a centaur demigod.

In the original world, he was the eternal general of a great empire.

From a slave soldier who was taken prisoner from an invaded land and raised after being castrated, he became a general of the empire after repeated performances on the battlefield… And eventually entered the ranks of demi-gods as a martial god.

However, unlike his world, where numerous races were mixed and wars between various empires continued, his existence was not permitted in the current world.

The empire he belonged to was dismantled and collapsed by the world government, and he and his minions fled… Caught by a madman and taken under his wing.

Those who wandered around looking for a battlefield became the subordinates of a madman who wanted to start a war.

That was the whole story of Pasha that I knew… Told by Angra’s memories.

And, there was such a Pasha in front of me.

All the centaurs around him.

I was often compared to him in size, so I was familiar with him… A demigod who was twice as big as the half-human, half-horse race stamped a halberd even bigger than his body on the ground.

“Listen, you adversaries. Our enemy has finally arrived.』

Running for eternity and circling the battlefield was my ‘karma’.

In a world where battlefields have disappeared, an abandoned person laughed and shouted.

『Try to stop our eternal race!』

Bang!

Pasha, who hit the ground, rushed forward.

Buuuuu

The riders following him and the cavalry under his command blowing horns.

Along with Pasha, thousands of centaurs that had been running on the battlefield kicked off the ground and rushed forward.

Musin, Pasha.

In his world… More than a name that has already been forgotten, he is called ‘Pasha’, which means ‘great general’, and thus has become his name itself.

The charge of a being that did not distinguish between good and evil and was just wandering around in search of the battlefield was truly tremendous.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-!

His mere presence makes his army stronger.

His power.

The army becomes more fierce and stronger as the distance traveled.

So, the power that transcends the original power… They… The army itself can move like a single body.

It was too straight to be broken.

But.

I decided to destroy it.

“Hoa-ran, please.”

“Leave it to me.”

Nodding his head, Hoaran clapped his hands as he saw the thousands of troops charging in… No, the army was now moving as one body.

Behind Hoaran’s back, the clones of the five tails that had already been prepared also clapped their hands.

Match…!

Along with the sound, red patterns appeared on Hoaran’s face.

Nine tails, as if made of gold, rose up.

The master of Europe and America who reached the nine principles.

A twenty-two-year-old hero called Cheonho unleashed a magic trick to stop the army racing through eternity.

『The drink of Europe and America, Gaebyeok.』

Rumble…!

The ground disappeared.

The platform they were running on suddenly disappeared.

Powwow.

It was, similar to a wizard, a being that could show off even stronger power as it was already ‘prepared’.

Even more so, if he were to be called a great shaman… If he put his mind to it and prepared thoroughly, he could use a technique that could submerge or destroy a city all by himself.

But, if it’s Hoaran.

Beyond being a great shaman, what if you are the only shaman who is in a position that no one can touch?

There was no mercy in the technique used by a being who used a technique to turn back time for a moment without preparing in advance against an ‘already prepared enemy.’

Without a word, the army fell thousands of meters into the abyss, and that was the end.

But.

Haha-!』

Along with the chest, a rumbling and vibrating sound was heard.

The ground that was already destroyed is cracking.

Even though it’s falling apart.

The sound of laughter and the sound of light coming from underground did not stop.

Yet.

『Couooooo!』

Pasha, who had run across the collapsed ground, continued to run without stopping his charge.

Uuuuu…!

As he charged, his power grew stronger, and a light emanated from the tip of the halberd he extended.

Even though his army had already disappeared into the abyss-like earth.

He never stopped his thrusts.

But.

I already knew that his rush would not end.

Amulets in full bloom swirled around.

“Eon.”

Chrrrr!

Amulets were seen entangling the four legs of the charging Pasha.

Even Lilith, the spell that had bound him for a moment poured down on his body.

Tdu-duk-duk!

The legs twist, the bones tear through the flesh, and protrude.

The oppressed flesh was torn and the muscles were twisted.

From the torn and open wound, his divinity spilled out and flowed.

However, his legs did not stop.

It didn’t stop even though it was torn, burst, and twisted.

The hand holding the spear stretched straight out did not shake.

Finally…

Grrrr.

The tip of the spear could be seen stopping in front of Hoaran’s nose.

His legs were completely broken, and yet… Even though I was standing in front of him and holding him down, the extended tip of the spear touched the tip of Hoaran’s nose, causing a small amount of fresh blood to flow.

『I reached it.』

“Yes, I reached it. “That’s great.”

『But I couldn’t break through. You were great too. I’m sorry… I’ve long since forgotten how to stop myself.』

“I understand.”

“Is it…”

Pasha’s gaze moves away from Hoaran…

He grabbed his halberd and turned to me.

“Hmm. Yes, this too is fate. Adversary, what is your name?』

“Hanzo.”

『I don’t know if it’s a good name or not, sorry. Things in this world are still very unfamiliar… Dear, can you accept my spear?』

By spear, you’re probably talking about this halberd.

It is an object that contains the divinity of Pasha.

In other words, it was an item equivalent to a pasha’s holy relic.

There was no way that Pasha, who was half a body tall, would not know the meaning of handing this to me.

“If you give, you will receive.”

『It is natural for the winner to take what the loser has. Mencius, who stopped my spear, which never once stopped until it had pierced the enemy’s head. Winner.』

Wow…

The spear and halberd I was holding began to melt and be absorbed into my dragon’s claws.

“I hope you know when to stop.”

While saying that, I looked at Pasha who lowered his neck.

He swung his dragon claws.

“…It is finished.”

Hoaran, who closed the open land, said so.

The thousands of troops that had marched on without stopping were buried in the ground and put to rest.

“—They were warriors.”

In short, Carmina, who recited a poem of remembrance, said so.

She nodded at Carmina’s words.

“Yes, I guess so.”

It’s just that I took the wrong route.

I knew they were misled.

But that was all.

In any case, a mistake was a mistake.

Even if they didn’t do it, it was true that they were unaware of what those belonging to them had done.

The fact that they are all the same has not changed.

The Daeva were an amorphous race similar to slimes. Except that, unlike slime, the substance it is made of is made of other people’s blood and flesh.

The power of devouring… That is, it was the power to use the power of those who became one’s own flesh and blood, and it had the ability to swallow up those it touched whole and immediately turn them into its own flesh and blood.

Therefore, this time it was mostly Carmina’s job to deal with Daeva.

『Stand up, female army. Immortal heroes, kings who walked the battlefield together.』

Carmina’s golden warriors, who had no blood relatives in the first place, rushed out from the summoning circles drawn in the air.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

And, all of that.

Each of the heroes who had reached the level of a demigod consumed the divinity of the summoner, Carmina… And drew out the power they had when they were alive.

Just like that, a battlefield that could only be seen in mythology was brought to life.

『Kaaaaa!』

The golden warriors thoroughly trampled and slaughtered the Daevas, who were writhing and swinging their flesh-and-blood bodies here and there.

Just a hundred.

Carmina still had some love left, and there were only a hundred golden warriors left under the contract, but the job was over in an instant.

The spears flowing with divinity were pierced into various parts of Daeva’s body.

A huge sword tore through her body.

Arrows shattered and shattered her body.

And, at the end.

Fuuuuuch…!

A spear struck like a thunderbolt.

The core in the center of Daeva’s body, which was split, slaughtered, and disintegrated, was struck and split apart.

Blah blah blah…!

With divinity emanating from the split, core.

Flesh and blood melted.

『Go, purr…』

Daeva, who was trying to somehow pull out the spear that pierced his own core, disappeared like that.

Thump, thump, thump…

And, Carmina’s troops also went back.

Just one person.

He directly destroyed Daeva’s core…

Except for one being with golden wings.

I am…

I felt it instinctively.

I know the author.

It felt that way even though I had never seen it before.

And, as the golden warrior passed by me, he also stopped for a moment and looked at me.

What was visible beneath the golden helmet was nothing more than a hazy spirit body.

Nonetheless, I could tell.

But, that too for a moment.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

The warrior who passed me and came in front of Carmina knelt down and held out his spear to Carmina.

“Yes, that’s right. “This is the end of my contract with you.”

“…”

“Okay. So.”

Carmina grabbed the spear that was handed to her.

“As for your daughter, and… Leave your granddaughter to her. “Your close friend.”

Srurrrr, with those words.

The golden warrior returned to his destination.

A person who remained on this earth for a long time.

Where to go.

Leaving only the spear he was carrying.

“…That person from earlier.”

“Please keep it a secret from Karura.”

That’s right.

Why did you have to keep that fact a secret from Karura?

Even if it is only in a spirit form…Even if it is said that she is already dead, it is unclear whether Karura was prevented from meeting her father…

I decided not to bother asking.

Instead of.

Without saying a word, I wiped away Carmina’s tears as she looked up at the sky.