Episode 213
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In front of the blue sea of fire.
A tightening corruption that was lifted up with a grip on the neck.
On Gelarinâs face, both fear and faint joy bloomed at the same time.
âalso.â
An abnormality that led to the appearance of a god.
An awl in a grain of sand.
A sharp sword aimed at God.
A gray sword that is neither white nor black.
âAre all the fallen ones perverts? Why are you laughing when youâre choking me?â
[If youâre curious, Iâll let you know.]
I can hear the voice even without opening my mouth.
Callius narrowed his brows.
âNo, just die.â
Red dragon power exploded in his grasp.
Callius, who created sharp dragon claws with strong air, tried to rip the throat of Corruption.
however.
ââŚYou deserve the name.â
Kirik.
For some time now, fine threads wrapped around his body were tightening him.
A crushing fall.
Her thread was imperceptibly thin, stealthy, and strong.
Only one strand of thread is wrapped around the body like a snake, but it doesnât budge.
Gelarin said with a hard smile.
[Can you take a look at my collarbone?]
I peeked and saw a tattoo.
itâs a number.
333. freÄwÄbnovel.com
[I donât know if you know, but all of our corruptions are assigned numbers. The lower the number, the higher, but those who received the triple number are an exception.]
Triple.
first and second. And all three numbers mean the same person.
[The number of corruption you killed before is 600. Iâm a lot younger than you.]
At this, Callius laughed and growled.
âAre you threatening me?â
Corruption that doesnât die is someone far below him. It seemed like he was telling me not to be arrogant. Gellarin smiled strangely.
[No way. Itâs just that Iâm not here to fight.]
âIâm trying to kidnap people, but Iâm not here to fight. Bullshit is enough to be a mental illness.â
chin.
Callius let go of her throat.
Coke Coke. Gelarin, who coughed hard, tried to smile.
slip.
The thread that tightened Coliusâ entire body had disappeared.
âGellarineâŚ.â
serial number (333).
The significance of this number is quite large.
in the fallen land. The number 333 is her power and at the same time the size of her power.
(666) (555) (444) (333) (222) (111). It is easy to see that these are the leaders of each fallen army.
Judging by the number 333, it means that he is the head of all corruption with the number three hundred.
The commander of the 3rd corps, Gelarin.
A crushing fall.
âHeâs a formidable guy from the start.â
It means that if she puts her mind to it, all the corruption that reaches her spirit will move.
No matter how much Colius is, he canât deal with over a hundred Corruption at the same time.
Corruptors are usually adults.
Those who demolished the wall and firmly defended their images have perished.
Unlike a thousand years ago.
Corruptors and dragons chose quality over quantity.
âI think they needed me, butâŚâ
Unless you know exactly what the reason is, you canât follow them recklessly.
Besides, he still has work to do.
[By the way, how did you break my Luacheni and move?]
âBecause I have a talent for music.â
It wasnât difficult.
From the moment I heard the sound of the harp, I felt a strange aura mixed with the sound penetrate my body through my ears and through my body.
Perhaps because Colius possesses both dragon power and demonic power, which can be considered the energy of nature itself.
And the bardâs blessing was able to destroy it because it had a talent.
If it wasnât for that, I would have been stranded and helpless like the others.
[Iâve never been broken by other triples⌠I was really surprised. As expected, according to the prophecy?]
âA prophecy?â
[yes. Youâre pretty famous. To be honest, I was dubious even when I killed Corruption for Sadness and Corruption for not dying. But, as prophesied, he really incurs the wrath of God. This is how I came out.]
Gelarin had a voluptuous body and heart-shaped tattoos on her eyelids, unlike her classy harp.
Every time I blinked, the heart was completed, but when I opened my eyes, I could only see half of the heart shape.
It was so exquisite and bizarre that Callius found himself staring at the tattoo involuntarily.
[Is this interesting?]
âNo.â
[When I open my eyes, everything I love is dead. Itâs a tattoo I made to not love anything.]
âIt tells me things Iâm not even curious about.â
[In case youâre curious. I have so many questions about you.]
She is a strange woman.
Corruption gelarin tightening.
Itâs the first time Iâve even seen Colliers. But sheâs also a woman who doesnât want to be involved.
âYou guys donât want to get involved in a power struggle, so get out of here.â
It was quite unusual for her, as a corps commander, to step out.
Perhaps this was something that even the corrupters could not ignore.
If they incur the wrath of the gods, they are on the same side as themselves who harbor enmity toward the gods.
I guess this might be the intention.
[But will you be okay? When I came here, I saw that a huge army was coming. If you stay here, it will be very, very dangerous~]
Seeing the grinning Gelarin, Callius sighed.
âDidnât you do that with your mouth?â
[What?]
Others are coming too.
âGellarine. Wouldnât it be better to get help from someone other than you? Besides, the arrival of a large army was my intention. Itâs what I wanted, so thereâs nothing to worry about.â
If attention is focused on this, it is rather welcome.
[You meant it? No, why the hell⌠Ah.]
Ssik.
Her red lips draw an arc.
[Is it for carpe?]
Quite unpleasant.
Seeing how Carpera reacted as if he had found out his weakness, I couldnât leave him alone.
âYou are urging the name line.â
sereung.
Callius struggled as he aimed his sword at her throat.
Can I kill her or not?
And just then.
[It would be more comfortable to kill that requested bitch here. Grey.]
A man walking in and out.
A new corruption with a black coat and 555 tattooed on its cheek.
It was a man with a double-edged ax that was bigger than his body slung over his shoulder.
And next to him was a man with a somewhat dwarf physique, with a sword hanging from his waist.
[Donât do anything stupid.]
The number 666 was engraved on the back of his hand holding the sword at his waist.
[Yes, yes, letâs not lose strength. You have no choice but to go with us anyway. Enemies everywhere, but where are you going? come. donât hide In the eyes of the gods.]
âYou mean to see me fall.â
555 was a large orc.
666, on the other hand, was an elf. Corruption with a sword even though itâs an elf. It was my first time seeing it in person, so I was a bit surprised.
[You donât have to. In the first place, God wonât even look at your fall. It must be that the reason he wants to kill you is because he wants to keep you in his hands.]
[You wonât be able to fall in the first place. They wonât allow it.]
Thatâs funny.
I canât even fall at will.
Even that is according to Godâs taste.
[How about going with us? There is someone who wants to meet you.]
âIs this Beria?â
[Have you met?]
âWait.â
[He is of course deeply interested. But no. There is someone else who wants to meet you.]
âWho is it?â
[The corruption of the beginning.]
The parent of all the corruption that fell first.
An unfortunate corruption that did not serve anyone, but was corrupted because of that.
The progenitor who coined the word devil.
Devil Vice.
As soon as he heard his words, Calliusâ eyes narrowed.
âItâs embarrassing.â
Fall of the Beginning.
Corruption is one of those who stand at the pinnacle of the Fallen.
I already had a strong feeling that I didnât want to face him.
It goes without saying that you donât want to face an opponent you canât take the lead on.
Callius is a sword.
It is a sharp edged sword.
But itâs also a sword I donât want to wield. A knight swears allegiance to a knight and obeys orders with a sword. If you think about it that way, Colius is not a knight.
Being swayed by someone is a specification.
It doesnât even fit your personality.
Itâs far from allegiance.
So I had to refuse even more.
âWhat if I refuse?â
[I have no choice but to take it. Itâs a life-and-death matter for us too.]
A strange momentum engulfs the area.
A strange feeling of oppression, as if the atmosphere were suppressing it, weighed down my shoulders, and burning spirits pricked my skin.
I realized that work was boring.
If it was the same as before, we would have fought.
It doesnât fit in the current equilibrium.
âlong time no see.â
Itâs like meeting a wall.
It felt like being thrown outside for the first time after becoming a pilgrim and meeting a bandit.
In the back, the savage bandits in front of the group of pilgrims who tried to kill him.
There was not much difference between then and now.
Maybe itâs because I havenât met a strong enemy since I broke down the wall.
A dragon I met in Lumpad.
Even when he encountered Erbiwe, he wasnât so out of line.
A powerful enemy in front of you.
Itâs the same as when I met the first Orc warrior I encountered in the North.
A feeling of tightness all the way to the neck.
But the difference between then and now is probably the joy you feel during battle.
It must be because of that.
âPeople need to be able to discern what they can do and what they canât do.â
Callius took out a white cloth and wiped his sword.
I tucked it into my waistband and casually passed between 555 and 666.
like taking a walk.
555, who was taken aback by the actions of Colius passing between him and the 6th corps commander, asked.
[âŚWhere are you going?]
âI have work to do. I will follow you after that.â
Colius was already far behind.
[âŚ!]
[âŚ.]
For a fleeting moment, but they missed his move. I didnât bother, though. 555 looked quite startled, and 666 involuntarily grabbed the hilt.
[What to do?]
Callius said looking at the cave.
âA relic will be created.â
Itâs about time.
I canât leave it as it is, so now itâs time to use my hands on the holy relic.
Not even a single thing could go as he wished.
This shrine is only. Because it should be a sacred object according to oneâs wishes.
[Oh, itâs a holy thing. There are still people who do that. Itâs romantic.]
[Then wait.]
âIâll leave the troublesome ones. I have something to focus on.â
He looked around the area and said.
Troops from other countries that they have seen will probably approach in the near future.
at least one day. It was self-evident that it would be an army of 100,000 at most.
[Hey, are you leaving that up to us?]
555 asked back as if it was absurd.
At that, Colius turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth as if mocking.
âwhy. Is it difficult?â
[HaâŚ]
I was a naan.
Even in front of the three corrupt legionnaires, he didnât feel intimidated, so wasnât he even provoking himself?
Confidence to the point of madness.
That attitude of going out of the way rather aroused 555âs favor.
[Yes, Iâll wipe it out right now!]
How can you say that you are the commander of the corrupt army if you step back with Godâs servants in front of you? 555 laughed heartily and swung the double-edged axe.
Fierce wind pressure like a typhoon.
Glancing at it, Colius went into the cave.
[Now, letâs play for the first time in a while.]
[âŚ]
Haha 555 laughing
and fighting. Gellarinâs expression was not good.
[What is it, gelarin? He doesnât look good.]
[Itâs better not to look at him too lightly. You might get a serious nose injury.]
[I didnât take it lightly. It was strong. I can feel it. Because my sword was shaking.]
[What? Didnât you feel wrong? Heâs got the guts to look at, but heâs a kid whoâs probably lived 30 years now.]
555 said he was a kid anyway.
unlike themselves. A kid who might have lived only thirty years.
Number of times on the battlefield.
years lived.
The combat experience itself is different.
But it was the attitude of what to worry about.
[It doesnât matter how long youâve lived. As if we could never catch up with her even if we lived a long time.]
However, 666 was different.
The hand holding the sword was still not released. I was extremely wary of him.
[Anyway, I told you to be careful.]
[Iâll just relax. At a glance, they seemed to be coming in like a tidal wave.]
It was a good 100,000 troops.
555âs blood boiled.
[I put it off until later. The subordinates will suffice.]
[No romance.]
Leaving the gelarine behind.
The two models are gone.
A moment later, as she played the harp, she could already smell the faint smell of blood from her nose.
* * *
âDemetrius.â
âOh⌠are you here?â
It used to be like that, but now it doesnât look like a living person anymore.
His skin had turned black and his whole body had dried up, leaving only bones and skin.
It looked very ugly, probably all the hair on his head had been lost, but the thing he made looked absolutely splendid.
Along with the holy power of an adult lying low on the floor, something with a translucent shape was created in the air.
âItâs doneâŚâ
Even talking seemed difficult.
I walked slowly and looked down at him, who was sitting in meditation.
âI suffered.â
âHeh heh⌠For you. Iâm sorry.â
Even speaking seemed difficult.
It was safe to say that he was already dead.
The body seemed to speak.
I matched my gaze with him who was zazen.
and asked
âWhat do you mean?â
âBecause I took⌠yours⌠and threw them away.â
ââŚâ
intercepted.
What am I saying now?
I thought about it, but couldnât figure it out.
Is it a conscience or a certainty?
It was hard to make a face, so there was no expression at all.
âSorryâŚhey.â
but.
âCan I⌠be a god?â
I nodded as I watched Demetri speak with difficulty.
âI will.â
That was the least I could do, and at the same time it was malicious.
slip.
With Demetriâs eyes closed.
fault! Demetriâs body bursts like a drop of water and turns into light, adding the final decoration to the dim holy relic.
The moment the holy relic is about to be completed.
âIâm sorry, Demitri. YouâŚâ
I raised the energy of the remnant and completely covered the relic.
âYou will not become a god.â
my gray
I will color this as mine too.