Chapter 875 – Memorize (1)
─Spooky!
Two corpses rolled across the damp ground in the swamp.
“… What is this?”
The only survivor of the Shinjok muttered in vain.
Those who died in vain without being able to share even one match were those with the most outstanding fighting skills among the newly born gods.
There was a good chance of winning even against a master class that brazenly praised itself for reaching the level of a god in a human body. It was none other than Shingoon’s own evaluation.
They didn’t have anything special besides their physical and magical abilities, but the three of them were enough to slay the transcendental slime that had been hiding in the swamp for over 500 years in a matter of hours.
If you reveal your true power, you won’t lose even against Wolfheddin.
At least that’s what they themselves believed.
‘These guys… Did he die without even being touched?’
I lost my cool for a moment at the provocation, and was caught in the first move.
So, in an unavoidable situation, he committed Yukchamgoldan. I know there.
─Tuk, tok.
However, the Nord who lured them with that desperate attack was nothing but careless, as if all it had was a few drops of blood on their clothes?
‘Are you saying I’ve gotten stronger in just these few days?’
Henir’s expectations were wrong.
His conclusion, not wanting to admit that fact, accidentally stung the correct answer.
‘More than the last time Shin-kun saw him?’
Even after reaching that level as a human subject, there is still room for growth?
“… Freaky guy. Even the people of the old rulers must be more normal monsters than you.”
Not relieved by the fact that he had survived, the moth-winged deity Plomberg shuddered.
‘Tsubeol, what was it?’
However, even Nord, the object of that hate, was not always comfortable.
Recalling the sense of his victory, he intuitively recalled the power he had unfolded just before.
‘Time has slowed down.’
It wasn’t just the amplification of the five senses. It certainly had that effect, but that’s the power of foreknowledge.
‘Can time be slowed down with the power to see the future? … No, I guess.’
Organizing his thoughts in a calm atmosphere, he finished his analysis with his eyes and brain.
“There are no enemies worth fighting for.”
Nefertiti lowered the whip again. He looked a little dissatisfied.
Nord, who stopped his thoughts, clenched his fists.
“I’m sorry about that. Anyway, I’ll finish what I’m doing.”
Nord reached out his hand, catching a glimpse of the headless corpse’s clothes getting stained by the damp swamp. He had just finished one of his tasks, and there was no reason to stop.
Squeezing power from within, it emits embodied lightning.
Oh oh oh oh-!!
The power of the God of Thunderbolt swallowed mana and in return fired lightning bolts.
Of course, what he was aiming for was not the one remaining god. He fires
─Puuong!!!!
It was the root of the World Tree that exploded after being hit by a lightning strike.
“No?!”
Plomberg’s mouth was torn open.
It has to be. The horse was the root of the World Tree, and that giant tree was a link between multiple dimensions made from the corpse of Ymir, the giant. The power that supports the dimensions including the underworld and the present world.
Burning the roots of such a world tree?
It was an unrealistic sight that seemed to incinerate gravity or the law of action and reaction itself.
Of course, among Norse technologies, the only thing that could burn the roots of the World Tree was
Clenching his smoldering hand, Nord watched the roots burn.
‘I burned it at best, so if there is a reaction… ‘
─Changgang!!
Sure enough, as the root died away, fragments of wisdom crumbled past my eyes.
The future where Henir gave birth to tens of thousands of gods. That fate twisted and disappeared.
After-. Nord blew the blooming smoke from his palms.
“As expected, the Shinjok mass production factory had something to do with the root of the World Tree.”
I don’t know, but the roots I saw in Wisdom weren’t dry.
Right now, the home of the elves, Alfheim, which they saw in the underworld, was also extracting energy to grow a small world tree. This is a reasonable guess from experience.
“… No, it’s impossible. This is impossible!”
Plomberg screamed as he spontaneously reached into his pocket behind his waist.
“[Willitus] Must not have been solved yet! The lightning you spewed must be the power of the Artificial Goddess!”
“I was hit with a dispel, how did I write it? Of course, it is because I have embodied it.”
“What?”
“It’s not a magic I drew from the seat of God, it’s a magic I learned on my own.”
Veronica’s magic only helped extract the power.
The structure of authority, extracting essence and reproducing it with one’s own mana. 【Willitus】 Even if it’s magic, is there anything that can interfere with it?
“I’ve seen their gods grind Dispel, but I wonder if they didn’t put that much insurance on the new technology they had acquired.”
With Odin’s Eye, there’s nothing you can’t do.
Of course, it was a little too much to lie down and eat rice cake.
‘Like lying down and drinking capsaicin.’
It’s a very difficult task, but it was already done when the captain of the guards was defeated.
There is no reason to bother using it once again.
“And, the damn magic you used to use is mine now.”
Shall I? Yeah, do it Brunak.
Nord made Pik Utgon Brünak absorb the mana of the dead gods.
─Shwaaaaa!! A considerable amount of mana was sucked into Nord’s grasp.
“Um~ high-quality old mana. It’s perfect for K-soul like Ssoju.”
─Tu-billion. So-evil.
“Ugh, Deer. Still, the taste you know is the best, isn’t it?”
While laughing with Brunak, he coldly asked, as if laughing just before was a lie.
“We’ve roughly finished our shopping, but what else do you have left to do?”
“… Nice. Kuhh Heh heh. Is there anything left to do?”
Plomberg, who dropped his shoulders and lowered his head, trembled, and his eyes shone blue.
“Yes, good or bad!!! Let’s test whether that power of yours can work for the miracles of the Age of Gods—”
─Suddenly!
It was when Plomberg, who raised his head, took out what looked like burnt and stuck firewood from his waist. A ray of aurora borealis flashed and his arm fell off.
“Ouch?!”
“Sorry while I was talking. But there is no reason to look at it.”
Fran threw the greatsword into the golem’s arm and said. She wrinkled her nose at the smell of the swamp.
The attack with maximum mana and aura cut off the arm of a god specializing in combat.
The difference between Plomberg being a wizard and the golem’s magical characteristics, where the amount of mana determines strength, was the difference between the battles.
“Kuh, keuhuhh… You are very ruthless.”
Could it be because it was not a foreign existence as a creature? Cold sweat ran down Plomberg’s cheeks.
Maybe it was because he had seen so many monsters that didn’t seem to die even after killing them. Nord felt a sense of familiarity with that lively response.
“The name of God must cry… I don’t have the guts to see Shin-goon…”
“Didn’t the primordial god here say that there are many gods who eat humans?”
“Yeah, I guess… You can’t say for sure that a superior being is stronger than those lower in the hierarchy than you…”
Noticing Loki’s complex expression, Plomberg put a sneer on his face.
“It is fair. There are people who transcend gods, so on the contrary… Isn’t it true that there are gods strong enough to look up to even the same gods?”
Seeing the pouring blood, Plomberg giggled.
Even the monsters that were the lords of this swampy area were displaying authority while being mere slimes. Even the fact that he was proud of the fact that he was a strong man by birth was a thing that made him feel embarrassed.
A small creature with almost no intelligence, reached the level of gods.
But what kind of ugliness was he talking about as a god of the new world?
“Assin Loki. You would know Even the gods worshiped beings as gods! Goddess like Odin, who was the sister-in-law of the god army, was like that, and like the thunder god Thor was like that!! Among the former rulers, especially those who were transcendent!!”
Turning laughter into anger, Plomberg roared.
“Power!! Only strength is the proof of divinity that transcends all ranks and hierarchies!!!!”
Whoa oh oh… !! Enveloped by the wind, he charged without a spell, loading his magic.
“Those who fear even the old rulers as gods!! The original jotuns born by Ymir, a stupid father!! The primordial gods called that monster the ‘Outer God’!!”
“I like history, but I don’t like TMI.”
Nord brandished his spear, shattering the wind that pushed them away.
“I’d appreciate it if you looked around quickly. If you have any questions, I will call your soul and ask you!”
─Shukkak!!
Since they didn’t catch their breath before colliding like the other two, Nord’s counterattack only cut deeply into the bones of Plomberg’s arm.
“Do you think I, the descendant of the god, will die from this wound!!”
“… Tsk, Kabi.”
– Empty!!
He tried to awaken his power as before, but a sharp wind aimed at his wives as if to interrupt his concentration. The man who protected Veronica and Loki clicked his tongue.
‘The attack is rather light.’
An enemy who cuts mana and life force and runs wildly.
However, there was no life in that attack.
However, it is absurd that the madman suddenly dreamed of killing fire. In the end, it only meant that the attack itself was a trick.
“Why don’t you listen to Henir rather than me about the old days! Although raising children is my specialty!”
Haha!!! Right!! You who are not strong are the shame of the first god!! However, the strength and dignity of the other primordial gods are very worthy of awe!!”
Plomberg responded with a madman to Loki who shouted while scattering illusions.
“But how many sacrifices did it cost to kill Ymir?! How many primordial gods, such as Odin, Ra, Uranus, etc., Lost in the old Jotun War——the ‘Foreign God War’?!”
Charrrr—!!
The human flesh and blood from the wings mixed with the wind, creating a colorful gale.
Riding on the wind of the battle and defense, Plomberg roamed the swamp with a short
“Therefore, Loki, the first god!! I am afraid!! I can’t help it because I’m afraid!!”
Leaving his wives to attack, Nord watched the enemy’s movements and listened to their complaints.
“The king of the old rulers who destroyed even the first gods who defeated the foreign gods!! The power of the ‘Lord of the Deep Sea’, the only one among those kings, who is still alive!!
Therefore, the god-kun must absolutely rule over the gods!! As the absolute one who will drive out the favorite son of chaos and protect this world!!”
The roar was passed over like noise, and he surveyed the battle situation.
Nord, who grasped the enemy’s aim, conjured up his thunderbolt after thinking about it for less than a second.
─Quooooo!!
A ferocious roaring brainstorm. It was none other than
‘They’re pushing us away from the corpses of our comrades.’
Nord recalled that the enemy’s purpose was to retrieve the souls of dead monsters.
‘They’re trying to replace the lack of power and sacrifices with the gods.’
Overkill was an obvious attack, but I felt it intuitively. I don’t know what the purpose is, but it’s not a problem to neglect mana.
‘Mana consumption is an afterthought. I have to stop it somehow.’
That was when Nord grabbed the thunderbolt of the Thunderbolt God.
【ᛈᚺ: ᛝᛚᚢᛁ: ᛗᚷᛚᚹ: ᚾᚨᚠᚺ: ᚲᚦᚢᚷᚺᚨ: ᚷᚺᚨ: ᚷᚺᚨ-ᚷᚺᚨᚨ: ᚾᚨᚠ: ᛚᚦᚨᚷᚾ: ᛁᚨ !! ᛁᚨ!! ᚲᚦᚢᚷᚺᚨ!!!】
Plomberg, who had sprinkled blood everywhere, began to recite a prayer in a loud voice.
