Chapter 359 – The Descent of the Goddess (9)
With a shriek, Diavolo grabbed his chest and backed away.
It was as stiff as sticking a rifle bayonet into an old tree, but it felt like breaking bones.
There was no doubt that the stabbed site was as fatal as the site itself. If your lungs are filled with water and growl, you’ll feel like you’ve been to the fucking sea and you’ll be excited, right?
“Agu-jjim with double breasts is also life!!”
〈Kahak, kuk!!〉
It was worth overcoming the disadvantage of having a spirited spirit that could give him an edge in battle.
As the wound deepened, Diavolo had to pay more attention to the sharpness of his skills. Otherwise he looks helpless and he can’t help it.
But that effort is an attempt to strangle him.
In front of this eye cheat, the master’s skill was that the more excellent it was, the more its light faded.
─Tsupat!
Diavolo’s thrusts twisted in an instant with the action of his shoulders and lower back, yielding the paint.
Diavolo, who emits an aura, managed mana as if it were integrated with his sword.
He and his sword were two but one, one but two. There was no line of demarcation between Diavolo and his one-handed sword, as if a bundle of nerves had grown on the sword.
─Prick!
It etched a realization into my mind, but I deflected Diavolo’s attack without immersing myself in the sensation right away.
Now, pushing Diavolo was only as difficult as seeing the next block in Tetris and stacking it.
As if a nonsense quiz that required quick thinking had been replaced with a 2-digit arithmetic, skills burst out of my window in a trance.
〈Kyaaaaa!!
Diavolo blew more mana into his aura with the man’s gaze suggesting that Gao was there.
Considering that Auras don’t get bigger or stronger by putting a lot of mana into them, that would have been a better level than normal Auras. If I was in Jesus Gay Mode, I might have hit the drip with Geom Flame (劍炎).
I just raised the mana coating on the window sill in the face of the proud season. My spear became thick like a pillar.
〈──Finis Ortus!!〉
〈Tom and Lingerie’s Family Circumstances──!!〉
The master swordsman and the savage druid ignorantly clashed with such huge weapons.
─Quaaaaa!!
The result of being ignorant was also ignorant.
When the mana coating confronted the cutting power of the aura, the conclusion was just arm wrestling between me and Diavolo. Since the power of the buff was so high, the competition to see who was stronger was over.
─Pung!!
In that fleeting contest of strength, I let the swollen aura blade fly away with the repelling force of the steam explosion.
When Diavolo, who had lost his strength, tried to step on the brakes in amazement, my spear was already swinging.
‘──Trade and trade.’
──The linkage from the counterattack fighter 4th Poomsae to the attack fighter 1st Poomsae.
‘Weigh up!’
Chae Ae-Aeng—!!
As Diavolo’s finger was cut off, he rolled the sword that was inextricably united with the bastard.
I flashed my spear and steam blew out from my body again. My body gained centrifugal acceleration as it rotated beyond 90 degrees, 180 degrees, and finally 360 degrees.
〈 Burning Hand〉.
〈 Lightning Missile〉.
〈 Summon Cloud〉.
The three magics exploded from my fists and elbows in less than a second.
─Pajijijik!!
As I poured mana into magic, lightning sparks rose from my fist. Unlike Beast Return, these magics increased their power easily just by pouring mana on them.
After all, isn’t it a national rule that a wizard is one-packed than a warrior in a fantasy?
I invested 1 Nord’s worth of mana and concocted a super-powerful magic that would put me in the top 5 of my sword fighting career.
The fist accelerated by the steam explosion was pierced, and lightning sparks exploded.
With this attack, I intended to end the fight, so I poured all my remaining mana into this punch, minus the amount I had left in the seal as insurance.
〈Kyahahahahhhhh !!〉
As expected, its absolute power was unmatched, so Diavolo cooked half of the wakoo with a cuckoo well done, just like the rib eye steak that Dana had cooked.
─Parrrr.
I stumbled backwards, watching the young wriggling like a rat whose backbone was shattered by a mousetrap.
But is it because I used too much mana? I guess I’ll fall behind too.
Is it because I blew more than 100% of my maximum mana into 1Q? As if right after a sprint, all the strength drained from his body. The words that came out of Odin’s mouth were properly human language.
〈Verorolong…〉
Anyway, as I was stepping on the moonwalk, sick like a stray dog that had starved for three days with such a tired body, a soft heart accepted me.
I thought it was my Nunna’s butt, so I relaxed and leaned on my body, but after about half a second, I noticed that Dana’s breasts were a little thicker.
If our Nunna had become the size of this Lotteria Hot Crispy Burger patty, she wouldn’t have gone wild with her breast size.
It wasn’t as full as the other wives, though, so I looked back with a smile.
The opponent I rubbed the back of my head against was Primor.
〈… Are you okay?〉
─Whoa!!
I forgot about the pain and woke up. And while meeting her mother at the PC room after leaving the academy, she yelled at Diavolo while forcing herself to look serious like a beeper.
‘Hey, you fucking bastard! How does Kitai spicy rice ball taste!〉
〈Ah, Kak, Hak… !〉
The black knight bastard didn’t respond and just sighed. What a fucking disrespectful guy. It’s clear that that bastard won’t answer even if Ji’s mom calls.
─Crying, crying!
The black darkness around Diavolo roared like pre-cum. Seeing that, I noticed that it was
Its head looks like the iPhone logo, but it’s trying to use magic.
His obsession and magic skills were no less than swordsmanship. However, when Veronica, who had drawn a magic circle and climbed up, stirred a flaming staff, the darkness was ignited by tar.
─Patter.
Books and objects like swords poured from the burning tar.
It seemed that Diavolo’s inventory was broken and the contents came out. I giggled when I saw it.
“Where are you going, son of a bitch? Nin, you have to search here.〉
I just said that and I was staggering, but two white heads came up from breaking the dirt floor.
One was a signatio and the other was a middle-aged man slung over her shoulder. Perhaps he is the lord of Lenapolis. The golem and the place he was confined must have been the basement.
At a glance, Signatio could not be said to be in good condition. He lost his weapon to Tirsi and had a lot of scars on his body from fighting Diavolo, and he didn’t feel the same sharp spirit as before.
Still, his eyes were as cold as ever. She glared at Diavolo, who had become like Anpanman who had been eaten, with eyes that seemed to scare even a tiger.
〈… Looks like it’s all over while I’m drinking the dust.〉
Putting her lord down expressionless, she joined our ranks with her bare hands.
It was bloody bloody for her chubby eyes, and if Diavolo moved even the tips of her fingers, it seemed like she was going to crumble like Cucudas with his skull in his pocket with his fist.
‘I won.’
I weighed the variables of this position and came to that conclusion.
Even though she was injured, she even joined in much better than Diabolo. Even if the sky collapses, there will not be a corner where the offspring who are injured and have been blocked from
──But speaking of the results, that was a hasty judgment.
Maybe I was tired from the rapid and excessive use of mana, so I didn’t know if I couldn’t roll my head.
… Smell.
‘It’ suddenly appeared behind Diavolo, as if ink had been sprinkled in the air.
─Quack! The dark purple hand that stretched out from the shadows that spread across the space grabbed Diavolo with a half-reflection. The palm, which seemed to exceed two meters, was ugly, as if it were a devil’s hand.
〈–He runs away!! Don’t miss it!!〉
Minerva gave instructions, throwing her sword into her hand.
However, the only people who could imitate that noble and courageous figure were Primor Patti and our wives. Others were busy holding their breath and trembling at the evil energy emanating from the devil’s hand.
─Whoa!
The hand that had snatched Diavolo away in the blink of an eye even in the midst of magic or knives was immersed in the shadows that spread across the sky.
And in the darkness where the devil’s hand had turned, his bizarre yellow eyes gleamed.
—… The disciple caused trouble. As a teacher, I’m sorry.
It was a humble tone that didn’t suit the young eyes.
—But lately, we’ve been seeing more and more vacancies… The reality is that more than 7 colleagues have left for the abyss in just one year.
Her voice, not knowing if it was him or her, muttered as if she were talking to a friend she hadn’t seen in a while.
—Therefore, the death of our
However, to the shame of the courteous honorific, it was the nuance of treating people below with arrogance.
However, such arrogance was difficult to point out, and the power was transmitted even beyond space and dimension.
Even Narat-nim curses at me when I’m not there, but if I eat my heart with those yellow eyes, I’ll be able to come out of the darkness. With that in mind, it was difficult to launch a provocateur here as usual.
─Gulp.
It was a minute when even the sound of someone swallowing saliva was heard as loudly as the sound of a stone falling in the penance room.
I was shutting up like a rat dead for that minute. It’s because the yellow eyes that only had something to say looked at me as if they were observing me after that.
The yellow eyes curled their eyelids and smiled.
—I am ‘Equinox’. Wonderful Snow Warrior.
Took… A volume of ancient documents protruded as if thrown from the shadows and hit my shoe nose.
—That is a gift of profound apology from me to you. I hope you like it.
The shadow curled up and became smaller, and the yellow eyes looked only at me from end to end and said,
─Then, bye bye. If we can see each other again, then let’s talk more.
After whispering just that, the shadow portal closed.
Any spirit that overpowered the place disappeared at the same time.
〈… …〉
Even though they let go of the loser running away from a victorious battle with both eyes wide open, no one dared to open their mouth.
It was like being afraid that if you open your mouth without thinking, the unknown black magician who left just before would reappear with an ‘Oh right’.
In suffocating silence, I picked up the book at my feet and gazed at the oddly textured cover.
The title of the book did not even translate to my ability.
Only the author’s name, written beneath it, was in ancient Romanian as far as I could discern.
The name of the author who compiled the book was written as follows.
─”The Queen of the Underworld (Imperatrix Niflheim).”
