No. 333
I opened the chapel.
I knew the Pope was a madman, but I didn't know he was this stoned. He was listening to the pipe organ in this situation.
The pipe organ floating in the air moved by magic. Without a performer, they moved on their own and sang a magnificent melody.
Someone was tied in the middle of the pipe. blood-soaked hair. It must have been a beautiful blonde... … .
‘Adrian.’
He was full of ugly wounds all over his body.
I stared at the Pope, who was looking at the organ, as if to kill him.
“Free Adrian and give me my Etwaal.”
“It’s embarrassing. You're only making a request that neither one of you can grant."
The Pope, who had turned his back to look at the organ, said in a calm voice.
“You’re talking like you’re doing something else.”
“If Meria-sama wants it, we have to make it happen at any cost. I swore so to my god.”
"Oh yeah? then die If possible, die miserably. It would be nice to burn to death in front of all the people.”
“You’re making a deal. Maybe you just want something that can’t be achieved.”
As soon as the pope finished speaking, the music stopped.
He slowly turned towards me.
People who broke into the chapel with me covered their noses and mouths.
The rotten smell was disgusting.
The Pope is in very good shape, but he smells like rotting flesh.
I wanted to do something, so I opened my eyes and looked at him.
‘Where the hell… … .'
A strange thing was embedded in the skin exposed under the sleeves.
What had dug into the skin like an arrowhead vibrated strangely.
Goo-.
The moment I met it, I felt a familiar vibration.
Instantly I realized what it was.
“You implanted the devil’s passage into your skin… … ?”
“It has the devil. Find rest within me.”
The Pope slowly pulled up his sleeve. He said that his bowl was this wide, and he seemed to be proud of how compassionate he was.
There were six unusually large passages embedded in the forearm, and countless things the size of a fingernail were scattered around it.
The devil has only 72 ears, so all those little things would not be demons.
then what
What is it that makes you feel so creepy?
I've been trying to guess somehow. Whether it was a preemptive strike or waiting for reinforcements, I had to know the Pope's strength.
There was a strange vibration in the Pope's arm. A crackling, crackling, and sparking occurred, and a small stone was absorbed by a small stone nearby.
The pope's skin cracked open, leaving a medium-sized stone in place of the two stones.
It was as if the stone was eating the stone.
As he touched the new stone, the Pope laughed lightly.
“Don’t be hasty. There was plenty to eat.”
After saying that, Kyo-hwa lightly tapped his forearm and looked at the soldiers in my unit.
Is there anything to eat?
‘Is it a living thing? if so… … .'
Holding my sword with a tense expression on my face, I took a deep breath.
“Damn it, those with barding wear it!”
At that moment, the Pope's arms flashed and black water began to drip from his arms.
Limbs and limbs in the black water, tails and faces protruded.
“How come they even brought out all the things that became holy water.”
He transplanted strong holy water into his forearm, and it seemed to be used whenever he needed it.
The vacancy is somehow filled with experimental subjects, and the Pope alone controls that many holy waters.
Four holy waters were in front of us.
‘It’s a big deal. The Bardings are behind you.’
In our unit, we had spears and swords made of monsters like Zachary or Leah. Even then, there was no armor protection.
'How could I have known that I was going to release that big thing on the inside instead of on the outside?'
It was a posture that it would not matter if the main gate, the holy site of the temples, collapsed.
I threw the Veronica's special handkerchief I brought to those who did not have the barding.
It was like a scrap made from the leftover parts, but it was better than nothing.
If you fight with it wrapped around your hand, Seongsu will attack, and if you wrap it around your neck, you don't have to worry about getting your neck cut off.
“Would you like to come back to me now?”
“No, it’s broken. I didn't expect this to happen-"
“I have the heart to forgive you if you pay the price for harassing my love even now.”
“Did you think I would say-?”
"Yes?"
I laughed and shouted.
"aiming!"
Then my fake Trigon Wale and Aragorn leap forward.
When Wale threatens with magical power, Seongsu gets excited and Kiek! He widened his snout.
Waves rushed near the snout. In an instant, it became a condensing source of power, and as the holy water flapped its wings strongly, it flew towards the wale.
As soon as the attack flew in, Wale and Aragon opened a special barrier.
“It’s stupid. In front of the main gate filled with the purest divine power, a magical barrier... … .”
As the Pope muttered mockingly, the Condensation Circle collided with the barrier between Wale and Aragon.
And,
Kwagwagwagwagwang-!!
Seongsu's condensing circle, who broke the barrier, got stuck in another player.
“Keeek!”
Seongsu, which was hit by a condensing source, flew away without being able to reveal the awl once.
‘That’s right!’
The barding Veronica made was nothing more than to protect her body from holy water and to be able to kill things that were turned into monsters and did not die.
It was never meant to increase its attack power.
If so, Seongsu still prevailed. Those who become holy beasts even increase their attack power tremendously.
So I thought.
“I wonder if I can use the power of holy water.”
It meant that if you could kill a demonized holy beast with a barrage made of demons, you could also kill the same holy beast.
It is impossible to bring holy water here.
If so, I thought that we should at least use the attack of the holy water against it.
That's why I devised that reflex barrier.
[A reflective barrier?]
[We'll probably fight inside the gates. I've been there, and it's a terrifyingly pure divine power. Wizards would be suffocating even if they just listened to it.]
[So?]
[A proper barrier cannot be opened. If so, how about using that to create a very fragile barrier? Instead, increase the density so that it can be stretched.]
[…… Isn't she a genius?]
I grinned at the frozen Pope.
“Why would I bring these only soldiers to the main gate?”
It was to move quickly, but it was also because of this reflex barrier.
If there are many people, it becomes difficult to calculate the angle of reflection.
Now the magic of the holy beasts has been sealed off.
It has removed the advantage of the space called ambassador.
“Now there is no answer other than physical attack, right? But how exactly are you going to attack with those big holy beasts? I could die.”
“… … .”
The Pope's face hardened.
I chuckled.
“You cannot do anything without the power of God. But not me.”
“Maria.”
“Because you killed me three times, I have accumulated experience and knowledge. That's my real weapon."
“… … third time? Did I kill you?”
I rushed towards him.
Again, I had accumulated experience and knowledge, among which was the martial arts training I received from my eight-year-old brothers.
No matter how young a young man is, the Pope is an old man who is over eighty years old.
On the other hand, I was the age with the most lively body.
A man over 80 and a girl at 17.
Just because I'm a woman doesn't guarantee that he can beat me.
“Then the Pope will never kill me.”
He said he couldn't use magic. Because there is no way I can fine-tune it with that body condition.
In the same sense, I can't even open a barrier. Because all the ambassadors will collapse. A person who became too strong had this weakness.
I rushed forward with the momentum that it doesn't matter if I die.
yes kill it
Then I'll start over.
I'm not afraid of dying at all.
The pope, whose face was terribly contorted, grabbed my wrist and tried to grab it.
‘I still don’t want to die.’
I quickly slipped and walked on his leg.
It was when he stumbled, lost his balance and fell.
Even if he loved me that much, he was ready to unleash his power, perhaps not like me.
I jumped off the podium and cut the pipe organ's string.
“Adrian!”
bang-!!
The ambassador vibrated greatly. It did not originate from the Pope's side.
The epicenter was Adrian. A bright red energy like a ghost was flowing around his body.
As Adrian stretched out his hand, the floor vibrated violently and his boulder rose into the air.
Soon they came together, and they were wrapped around Adrian's arms, and became like a whip.
After being released from the organ and landing, Adrian rubbed his neck and looked at the Pope with a languid expression.
"You've only had fun so far, so now it's my turn."
I remembered Adrian's modifier I heard in my first life.
Pope-level divine power.
The youngest cardinal in history.
Conqueror of the Holy Demon War.
and realized
Come to think of it, Adrian had never properly fought for giving me divine power until now.
It was the first time I'd seen him fight properly, very angry.
The eyes of the Pope and Adrian collided in mid-air.
“Fortunately, the buggy that was only born of the devil dares.”
“Ah, yes. I was lucky enough to be born of the devil. You couldn’t even do that.”
As he swung his whip, the wall the Pope was standing on cracked open with a bang.
“The head is high.”
The Pope's expression was completely wrinkled.
* * *
that time.
The basement of the Papal Palace.
“I’m scared, I’m scared.”
"Be quiet."
Two women in white hoodies walked down the stairs, hugging each other.
“Is it right here? I have a lot of instruments... … . Is this really the temple's treasure trove?"
“Rub was definitely here.”
A relatively small woman pulled down the hood. It was Emulyn.
The tall woman quickly put her hood back on.
“What if I get caught?”
This was a Tree.
Emulyn waved her hands in annoyance and looked around her.
“Etwal must be here… … What is that? Why did you put a barrier like that?”
She tilted her head as she saw the room surrounded by a barrier between Emulyn and Tree.
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