Chapter 826 – Mythology Academy
“Eat this and eat it!!”
Seong-il throws the intense sphere of divinity gathered at the tip of his staff at that guy as if it were exploding. The nine heads of the Plague Lord roar horribly at the powerful power of Godslaughter, which purifies and destroys everything in front of them as if to deny it, and in an attempt to prevent it from reaching their bodies, they repeatedly teleport to nearby locations using the plague as a medium. .
“Where!!”
However, in order to suppress the plague Hydra’s struggles, Seong-il accelerates it by adding the power of time to the power of Arunlabe sprayed at it. In the end, its power, which has become overwhelmingly faster than before, is as bright as the hydra’s glow, and the power of Arunlabe burns on its head.
“Kwaeeeeek!!”
An unimaginably disgusting scream comes out of the Hydra’s mouth. It was so terrible that even Seong-il, who had not even blinked at the slightest stimulus through countless fierce battles, frowned for a moment at the horrendous and bizarre roar.
Kwaeoeook…!!
With a bizarre noise, the six heads of the Hydra disappear as if they were crushed at once. Originally, the head of the Hydra should have been revived thanks to the blessing of the plague, but Arunlabe’s unique power ‘Destruction’ makes the head of the Hydra with the blessing of the plague impossible to regenerate.
『Gam… Hee…!!』
When Seongil inflicts a fatal blow on the apostle he cherishes, Nigl seems to be quite enraged by the situation, wriggling his huge lump of flesh and spewing out angry clouds of plague like crazy.
“What are you going to do if you’re upset?”
However, even though the powerful evil spirit is angry, Seong-il does not blink an eye and continues to mock Naigle. He then injects power into Arunlabe again and attempts to crush the Hydra’s remaining head.
『Rim… There is no…!!』
When Seongil spreads the power of Arunlabe and even accelerates time to subdue the apostle again, Nygul shouts in anger and scatters the plague gas that he had emitted a moment ago in the direction of the power of destruction.
“That will stop it… Hmm?”
Seong-il moves his huge body and laughs at the Hydra trying to evade the force and the Plague Gas trying to protect it.
‘Is this blocked? It has the power of divine death?’
However, unexpectedly, the power of destruction is momentarily blocked by the plague gas, and Seong-il looks momentarily surprised.
“Kkuweeh!!”
Hydra, who managed to avoid the power of destruction by teleporting his massive body to a nearby plague pond, tries to distract Arun Rabe by targeting her allies instead of targeting Seongil, who has strong defenses due to her domain.
‘… That plague of Nygl. Does it have the power to slow down time around it?’
Seong-il, who ordered his alter ego to spread its territory with all its might to protect the dean, was able to understand why Arunlabe’s power had slowed down through the reaction.
‘The power of destruction is not blocked. My power of time was blocked.’
Seong-il, who understands the situation, gives an order to the Creator’s doll standing behind him with an annoyed expression as if he has no choice.
“Use the time of creation. And stop that damned plague gas for me.”
“Yes!”
As soon as Seong-il’s command is given, the Creator’s doll opens its power without hesitation, instantly disabling his abilities. As a reliable helper with the same strength and ability as himself appears for the next hour, Seong-il turns off the group’s attention and focuses once again on subduing Hydra.
『Your… Colleague… Will… Die.』
“I’m not dying, you idiot.”
Despite Naigle spraying his allies with a powerful plague gas that corrodes the power of time, Seongil believes in the power of his alter ego and thoroughly tries to attack Hydra, the gatekeeper.
『Are you… Abandoning your colleagues?』
“…”
In order to protect the apostle, Seong-il ignores Naigul’s cries of manipulating him and silently uses Arunlabe’s power solely to destroy Hydra.
“Don’t worry, get rid of that dirty guy.”
The Creator’s doll displays an overwhelming display of power, deploying the time domain with all its might and completely stopping the time of the plague cloud. Thanks to his trustworthy appearance, Seong-il succeeds in focusing Arunlabe’s power on Hydra again without much hesitation.
“Kkuweeh!!”
In the end, Hydra’s remaining two heads, which were unable to block the accelerated power of destruction without the interference of the temporal plague, completely exploded. In addition, Nigle, who had to use excessive force to protect the apostle, suffered a severe blow from the reaction when the apostle died, and unfortunately, his spiritual body began to quickly disappear.
“You disgusting rotten snout. Let’s never see each other again.”
In order to utilize the doll using the ultimate skill ‘Time of Creation’ to its full potential, Seongil wastes no time and pours out all of his power, spraying the power of destruction into the essence of Nyggle.
『W… We… See you again…』
“Stop being such a slut and get out of here quickly, you fucking bastard.”
As Nygl behaves poorly to the end, befitting his nickname of the Plague Lord, Seong-il gathers his last remaining strength with an annoyed expression and once again sprays the power of destruction on Nygl’s essence.
“Arunrabe. Will you change into the form of the holy sword again?”
For the final battle, Seong-il coolly swallows the elixir to restore her spent stamina and internal power, and then transforms Arun Rabe into the form of a holy sword again. Once again, Seong-il restores the wasted energy with the highest level mana potion and secretly briefs the deans on the current situation using augmented reality.
『This is a situation where my alter ego used a special move. He can act as a being with the same powers as me for the next 40 minutes, so I need to take advantage of this opportunity and end the battle quickly. Otherwise, it will be a hassle.』
After saying that, Seong-il gives the two deans top-quality mana potions and tells them to recover. Instead of waiting for them, he moves towards Tala with the doll.
‘For now, please come into my body and rest.’
Although the split souls had engaged in a fierce battle a little while ago, they were not severely consumed or destroyed. However, since he consumed quite a lot of power for the two deans and needed to recover, Seongil wanted to use them as a trump card in his soul until the doll’s ultimate ability remained for the time being.
‘Once I’m with the doll who spent time creating, I’ll be able to do anything without the help of my alter ego.’
When Seong-il reverse-summons his clone for a moment, Tala, like a cunning god, sharply points out the weaknesses of Seong-il’s clone.
『It looks like recovery is necessary depending on the situation? And now, the alter ego that has suddenly become stronger before our eyes seems to have a time limit? Otherwise, there would be no reason to try to fight so forcefully. Isn’t that right?』
“…”
Having faced many cunning enemies, Seong-il knew very well that the answer to dealing with a cunning guy like Tala was complete silence. Therefore, he completely ignores whatever Tala says and charges at Arunlabe with his bizarre spirit form.
『Well… I don’t want to answer about my weaknesses, is this? Hehe… That’s a good attitude. You are like a demigod who defeated my brother.』
“I’ll have you follow in their footsteps soon.”
Even though he clearly saw two evil spirits stronger than him being defeated by Seong-il and chased away, when Tala appears to welcome him in a relaxed manner, Seong-il becomes a little nervous and is wary of his surroundings, trying to guard against the man’s moves. Br〉
『First… Shall we start lightly?』
As Tala lightly shouts, bizarre monsters begin to emerge from the vortex of his spiritual body. Monsters, most of which were made up of spirit bodies, existed in a variety of ways, from humanoid monsters to demons and even dragons.
Although, due to the limitations of the spirit body, they were actually half-illusions and not that strong, but since there were so many different types of attacks, Seong-il had no choice but to stop charging vigorously at those annoying attacks.
“These guys…”
Seong-il intentionally causes the doll’s power to run wild, trying to make him use up all his powers before he runs out of power. As he intended, the Creator’s doll began firing its powerful magic and powers at the imaginary monsters in front of him like crazy, and thanks to this, Seongil was able to subdue the monsters coming toward him without much effort.
“I will join.”
The two deans, who had already completed their recovery, followed behind Seong-il. They repeatedly use all kinds of supernatural powers and magic to suppress various bizarre monsters in front of them, as if trying to maximize fire support as much as possible until Seong-il’s spirit is recovered and the tank can proceed.
『Good, good. All the actors in the play have arrived at stage. Then shall we begin?』
Despite the addition of two powerful deans, Tala instead of feeling burdened, whispers cunningly as if everything went well and summons something again.
“… What about them?”
People who are suddenly summoned like crazy in the middle of a vortex of spiritual bodies. Most of them were wearing costumes from the world of Mythology, and they all looked at the group with a pitiful look of despair and pain.
