No. 336
I stared stiffly at the demons summoned before me.
Even demons not belonging to the family were summoned.
It didn't matter whether Ser was under God's or Neriad's.
Besides, even after summoning so many demons, I was fine.
As if I didn't feel like holding on to my power.
“LeBlaine!”
Emulyn and Tree ran up to me.
When I turned my eyes to look, Emulyn clenched her teeth, staring at the Pope as if she was about to kill him. Tree next to her had her face turned blue and seemed to collapse at any moment.
As I narrowed my eyebrows, Emulyn twisted her lips.
“Do you know how the author has ever been able to impart to Mina her divine powers?”
“… … What?"
“Why did he say he was an old man over eighty and he looked young in front of you?”
“… … .”
“Do you know why only the author was able to absorb Mina’s divine power?”
Emulyn clenched her fists, and Tree, who was biting her lip, shouted.
“There were two people in the basement. No, it's an empty body that didn't become a corpse. Both bodies were broken, but... … .”
Tree parted her lips and glued them together, she said, not knowing what to do.
“I, I know. I know one side of a broken corpse. I don't know the other one, but the other one... … !”
As I looked at Emulyn as if what I was talking about, she let out a smirk from her embarrassment.
“There’s no way even a fool like Tree would know. It is a face that people of this empire will never know.”
“So what the heck is-”
“Founding Emperor Fried.”
I unintentionally looked at the pope, who had been completely ruined and revealed his true form at the age of eighty.
Emulyn let out her shout.
“The other must be Ivan! The bodies of the messengers of the two gods chosen during the founding war were torn to suit their taste and stitched together to create those bodies. A body that can absorb the power of both gods!”
“… … .”
“Okay, Lev? The very existence of the Pope was a denial. Up until this point, we've come to bow our heads before that unholy chimera!"
Why didn't I think of that?
Just as Mina's soul was transferred to my mother's body, the Pope's soul could be transferred to someone else's body.
He was able to impart divine power to Mina because his body was made of the body of the founding emperor, the messenger of the god Neriad.
He was able to absorb Mina's power because it was a body with the same Neriad power.
“Everything we believed was an illusion.”
As I looked at the pope and muttered, his mouth groaned. It looked like he was smiling, but he also had the same expression of anger.
“It was all to create a world of rest.”
Knock, tick, tick.
A horrifying laugh rang out from somewhere in the Pope's body.
“Some sacrifices are unavoidable in order to attain eternal peace, Meria.”
The Pope moved to me at once. As he stretched out his hand toward me, my first pillar, Baal, grabbed my waist and quickly pulled back.
'How can I... … !’
A vine sprung out of the ground in an instant and caught my ankle.
‘The power of Baal is abundance.’
This time Boone cut the vine with his sword.
Then a black mist came in, and people with familiar faces crawled out of the fog.
Paladin Jonathan.
Adolf, who was one of the 21 priests, stole the recipe for the ‘medicine of youth’ at the Top of the Hope and killed the Empress Dowager.
Cardinal Reginald et al.
The dead appeared wearing strangely shaped helmets and armor.
‘Boune’s ghost army… … !’
The pope, who had giggled after several unsuccessful attacks, once again briefly warped and approached me.
“If you don’t like my old body, how about this?”
His face changed to Adrian's.
“… … !”
“Don’t you like this too? do this? again this? How about this?”
Dad's face, John's face, Mom's face. Changing faces in turn, he was horribly bizarre.
‘It’s the military transformation of an AMY.’
Someone grabbed me with magic and pulled me away from the Pope.
I was quickly pulled up to the top of the tower, and when I turned my head, I saw Henri.
After cleaning up the territory and the surrounding area, he appeared here with the rest of the armored personnel carriers.
“Barded Archers!”
Archers wearing bardings engraved with Dubleed's pattern drew their bowstrings at once.
As the arrows started pouring down like rain, something black swish, swish, and jumped out to the side of the Pope, and instead he was hit by the arrow and fell.
monster.
it was a monster
'Purson's superpower is an army of monsters!'
A flying monster came out and flew towards Henri.
If Baal had not used a vine to block it, that monster would have snatched Henri's neck.
“Retreat. The author freely uses the powers of the devil. Even if it tries to gain power, it intercepts and uses its supernatural powers in a brief moment of being vigilant.”
“How could that be? It’s not like we put a passage in Etwaal and turned it into a subclass.”
“Etwal is an auxiliary tool that connects the other world and the people, and allows the user to easily connect with the devil he has in his soul. As for the author, I became Etwale myself and opened a passage to another world.”
“… … Yeah?"
“It must be possible because of that body that contains both Neriad’s power and Serga’s power.”
“… … .”
“We were not summoned to the royal family. It was released.”
It was a story that Serga's seal had been broken.
In other words, other than the demons I summoned, other demons could appear in the royal family.
“Then the Pope can freely use the powers of the devil?”
“It’s Neriad’s interference. At that time, the body of a child of fate was weak and could not fully use the power of the gods, but if it was a body made from the bodies of the messengers of the previous gods, it would be different. A body that can fully use the power of God would be able to withstand it even if I gave up all of my power—”
Before he could finish his words, the Pope leapt to where I was and swung his weapon.
"Baal!"
I hurriedly pushed Baal away.
The Pope's weapon slid across Baal's cheek.
I know what that weapon is. A weapon that allows the use of Agareth's ability, 'Death'.
So, it was said that even a demon could die if he was hit by that weapon.
But it was strange.
When using the powers of other demons, he uses them for a short time and disappears quickly, but how can he keep Agareth's extinction?
“Agareth.”
Baal murmured in a low voice, and a red-haired demon appeared below the tower. It was Agareth.
Baal looked at him with cold eyes.
“Are you giving up even your pride as the chosen one and taking the hand of an unclean person?”
“If I can get rid of you, I can put my pride down for a while.”
'like that. If the devil allows you to use this ability, you can easily maintain it!’
Agareth was willing to hand over his powers to the Pope in order to kill Baal.
The pope once again hurled death towards Baal.
I quickly jumped into the face of death. As expected, the Pope died before he reached me.
“Maria.”
“I am also a pioneer who made ‘wisdom (skill)’ bloomed. If you die, you can completely disappear from the world. If you're going to touch my allies, you'll have to die first."
“Why are you… … .”
The pope, who was looking at me with all black eyes, drooped his shoulders as if in despair.
“You must be punished for not knowing how I feel.”
“… … What?"
In an instant, a shout was heard from below.
"young master!"
It was Leah's voice.
Looking down in a hurry, Ishak saw that the swords of Priest Adolf and Cardinal Reginald, who had become ghost soldiers, pierced his chest.
“Ishak… … !”
I screamed.
Seeing Ishaq sit down, vomiting blood, my head went blank.
The pope's soft voice was heard in my ear.
“Who are I going to do next? your father? another brother? How about that maid and knight, whom you treasure as much as your life?”
The corners of his eyes turned bright red.
The bottom of the tower was being devastated by ghost soldiers summoned by the Pope.
Even those with weapons that could cut down monsters were helpless in front of the ghost soldiers.
Because he was the age of using the ghost army, he knew how powerful his power was.
Unless they cut off the power of those who summoned the soldiers, they will never fall.
My whole body trembled. The car's head seemed to flash and flicker in minutes, and I was short of breath.
"you… … .”
“Do not forget that I have kept them alive until this time. Only because of you.”
“… … .”
“So be kind to me. Please do your best as if I were the world, and take care of me as if I were an alter ego. Come on, Mary. into my arms-”
It was the moment he reached out to me.
A warm energy rose from below the tower. Surrounded by the green light, the wounds were disappearing as if it had never been.
“Come to me all the wounded.”
It was Gremory.
And.
“Play. Until the world goes away!”
The trumpets sounded along with the loud laughter, and the flute-bearers flew up. It was Paimon's military band.
When Paimon's voice resounded, the trumpet became an axe and the flute became a sword.
The members of Paimon, who jumped up the tower, swung their axes and swords at the Pope.
“I don’t know you, but I know one. He who dares to despise us, who are superior beings.”
“Paymon.”
As the pope spoke as if chewing on it, Paimon furrowed his lips.
"I don't like this guy, but I hate you more so I'll join the battle.
Someone flew in from behind Paimon.
Something like an electric current happened to the Pope.
“… … Mary.”
It was Storas.
He looked at the pope, blocking the gap between me and the pope.
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