Episode 1147
The 7th Legion and the Holy Goblin Kingdom.
Two forces were facing off across the wilderness. cried the Messiah, whose mind was filled with confusion and anger.
[My sons and daughters! Defeat the army of false saints! Make those unclean things invisible to my eyes!]
-Karrrrrrrrrr!
-Kyaaruk!
The Holy Goblins advanced at once, raising their weapons and staffs.
Sigh.
And on the other side, Simon was putting Peer’s helmet reverently on his head. The eye light in one pupil shines like a sacred torch.
[All armies.]
A pure white greatsword is aimed straight ahead.
The most powerful absolute command is always a simple word.
[Charge.]
Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
All the sacred undead rush in like destruction. The tidal wave of the dead rises high and raises its head towards the enemy crowd.
A collection of pure commands.
The Holy Goblins’ expressions were colored with fear as they were overcome by the ferocious and overwhelming force that only the undead could exude. The goblins who were forced to take the lead raised their shields, and the priest goblins raised their staffs above their heads. Magic circles spread endlessly in the sky.
<Exorcism>
Exorcism thunderbolts that defeated the undead poured down one after another. The military-scale exorcism hit the tidal wave of the legion, creating a dazzling light reminiscent of a natural phenomenon.
If you were an ordinary undead, your conversation skills would have been reduced to dust.
however.
Kukukukukukukukukuk!
The divine undead, wrapped in light like a badge, broke through with their bodies to catch the pouring thunderbolts of judgment and sunk their teeth and claws into the leading goblin.
The leading goblins fall like dominoes, and waves of undead pour in through the gaps.
-Krrrrrr!
-Kiruk?
The Holy Goblins were embarrassed.
The power they unleashed was undoubtedly divine. However, their actions and appearance were all undead themselves, from top to bottom.
Holy teeth.
Pure white saliva.
dazzling bones.
Holy claws.
The sacred undead, who seemed to embody ‘contradiction’ itself, howled and launched an all-out attack. The goblin kingdom’s formation is rapidly collapsing.
[Send ‘it’.]
Messiah, seeing the leader collapsing, gave instructions.
The liquid container installed next to him shattered, and the Hound Kids, Zenar, who were trapped there, began to stagger and move.
[…] … .]
There was a large metal artifact stuck in the back of his head. Zenar, who was looking around with bleary eyes, raised his bone wings one after another from behind his back.
Ugh!
Soon, Zenar kicked off the ground and started charging. Holding a bone sword in both hands and engulfed in pitch black, he stormed into the battlefield and cut down his undead.
Sreung!
Sigh!
The leading troops led by Zenar pierced through the center of the Holy Undead Legion at once. Simon, who was watching it, said hmmm. He made a sound of concern.
‘It seems like you are being manipulated by the Messiah. ‘For the maintenance of the Rune League, Zenar must be secured.’
However, the opponents are difficult to fight directly ahead of the Messiah War.
Simon is lost in thought about what to do, and suddenly realizes his condition.
‘… … I’m in good condition.’
It wasn’t just the body.
Feeling greatly improved mentally.
My vision is clear and my head is clear. I entered saint mode so easily, like changing into new clothes. In the meantime, I couldn’t do it even if I wanted to.
According to the abbot’s words, it is probably the effect of the holy relics applied here.
‘If only now.’
Simon’s fist was clenched.
I have a feeling I can do it now.
Simon slowly stretched out his arms. And he lightly touched the body of a zombie passing by. The zombie seemed unaware of the fact and ran towards Zenar, who was trying to approach Simone, slashing at her divine undead.
Sigh!
Sigh!
The divine undead were endlessly split by Zenar’s sword. The holy undead tried to bite him and dig their nails into him, but Zenar’s body was not easily pierced.
at that time.
Rumbling!
A blinding bolt of lightning struck a nearby zombie.
A completely different form of power than exorcism.
Zenar, who decided there was no problem, ignored it and continued cutting down the undead.
Ugh!
A white ‘young’ zombie wearing a crown flew up before his eyes.
[What’s this.]
Tukwaaaaaaaa!
The young man’s fist hit Zenar’s face. The helmet Zenar was wearing shattered in an instant, and he flew for a while, rolling around on the ground, crushing the goblins around him. Wherever Zenar hit, dust rose up.
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The young man wearing the crown looked at his fist and then turned his head to look at Simon.
[you-]
Wow!
At that time, the young man’s body melted like ice cream and he returned to being an ordinary zombie. Simon, feeling strong thoughts, frowned as he held his head.
‘Is it half a success?’
What was just succeeded was the consecration of the Ancient Undead Prince.
Until now, the only ones capable of consecration were low-level undead and Peers, managers closely connected to Simon.
I wasn’t confident about consecrating an Ancient Undead other than a peer, but the Prince’s summoning method was unique, so I tried it, and achieved half success.
‘It’s surprising that the divine version appears in a changed form. anyway-‘
Soon, holy undead were seen rushing in and covering Zenar, who seemed to have fainted. Simon gave them orders not to harm Zenard, but to protect him and bring him to him.
Soon Simon turned his head and looked straight ahead.
The Messiah with a blank expression could be seen in the distance, as if he were in great agony.
‘Then let’s go.’
Simon, who had adjusted his grip on the Great Sword of Destruction, kicked the ground and shot out. His white hair swayed in the wind. * * *
It can’t be.
Thinking like that, Messiah looked at Simon Pollentia who was approaching him.
‘The sanctification of the undead that ignores the providence of the world.’
Holy teeth and bones wrapped in brilliance are visible. While maintaining the undead’s tendencies, only the basis of power was changed from pitch black to divine.
-A person who changes the impossible into possible is a saint?
Simon’s words filled the Messiah’s mind and made him dizzy.
Up!
Messiah grabbed his face with both hands with enough force to crush it. I continued to apply pressure to her fingertips. Her nose was broken and her face was left with huge marks and holes, but she couldn’t quit.
‘He who changes the impossible into possible is a saint!’
The Messiah’s gaze returned.
Small, ungainly flaccid wings can be seen behind the Holy Goblin’s back.
Even though I corrected it, the war started again and I could hear the cackling voices of the goblins.
We see weak shoulders, abnormally thin limbs, and a protruding stomach.
‘It’s unsightly.’
I couldn’t change the impossible into possible.
They just painted it white and named it Angel. This is far from enough.
‘You have to change, you have to change, you have to change, you have to change.’
He held his head and shook it obsessively.
The circles of divinity behind his back began to expand with frightening force.
‘To surpass the author!’
The Messiah looked directly at Simon, who was approaching like the embodiment of fear from afar, and his palate opened wide as if it were torn open.
Then, he lifted a holy relic in the shape of a human toe from his arms. Just holding it gives the caster a powerful effect, and he swallowed it right down his throat.
‘We must overcome the limits of living things!’
Hwaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Messiah’s whole body began to boil. He engraved irreversible sacred magic on his body one after another and cast birth magic on it.
The reproductive organs protruding from the bottom of the legs are absorbed into the pile of flesh. The abdomen grew bigger and bigger, and soon it bulged out like an egg or a grape. Soon, other ‘descendants of the Messiah’ with elongated snake-like bodies poured out from within.
‘Go beyond your limits!’
Kwasik! Sreung! Whoops!
And the other side.
Simon, who was running with his white hair flying while frantically cutting down holy goblins, made an impression.
‘It looks hideous.’
White monsters resembling the Messiah were approaching.
Simon adjusted his grip on the Great Sword of Destruction and took a big step forward with his right foot. He moved his body as if going with the flow, with a sense of divinity throughout his body.
Ssssssssssssshhhh!
Countless forked lines were drawn in the air, and Simon escaped through them. The descendants of the Messiah, who were flocking like snakes from all directions, were all cut like a broken rope and fell to the floor.
As if they could use white magic, they immediately stretched out their arms and tried to use healing magic, but the area cut directly by the blade of the great sword could not recover. Soon, one by one, they fell limp.
‘A terrible thing.’
Simon waved the blood off his greatsword and looked straight ahead.
The Messiah’s body was swelling endlessly. His abdomen grew like a grape, and various types of descendants of the Messiah continued to arise within him.
<Messiah Original – Creation of Descendants>
-Karrrrrrrr!
-For my father!
It was no longer in goblin form. The descendants of the Messiah, mixed with the shapes of all kinds of monsters, poured out.
Simon exhaled reverently and threw himself at them once more.
Sigh!
Haha!
Simon’s body moves strangely and white sword strikes strike the air one after another. All around are the messiah’s descendants, who were born horribly and flabby, and the straight line of death showing them mercy.
Everything is born, everything dies.
“Haaaaa!”
I’m out of breath.
A burning pain rose from my limbs, up my spine, and up the back of my neck.
Although pain as if his muscles were torn was overflowing, Simon recovered himself with divinity and continued to swing his sword.
‘Now we are only a short distance away from the Messiah! little bit more!’
Ssssssssssssshhhh!
At that time, a white liquid that seemed to have flowed from the Messiah’s abdomen was sprayed under my feet. Its scope quickly expanded to the size of a village.
Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck!
Countless round things began to rise above the liquid, as if plants were growing.
It was all ‘al’.
Soon the egg shell broke and offspring that resembled the face of the Messiah came out. All kinds of things, including white trolls, white ogres, white dire wolves, and white orcs, poured out and attacked Simon. Simon had to run around frantically and show mercy to them one by one.
[Big!]
Simon, who cut off the head of an ogre-like monster, spun around in the air and landed on the ground.
Before I knew it, the floor was covered in what looked like eggs, so there was no room for me to step on it.
Pow!
puck!
Eggs exploded underfoot, and the Messiah’s descendants jumped out and attacked Simon. Now, it seemed like it was too much of a hassle to even make faces, and they were hideous things with no heads and only arms and legs. Simon swung the Great Sword of Destruction one after another and cut them down.
‘There is no end!’
If things continue like this, this side will run out of physical strength and mental strength first. Simon looked at the great sword of destruction.
‘At least if I could properly use the power contained in the great sword… … !’
In order to counter the Messiah’s overwhelming divinity, he entered the barrier as a priest rather than a necromancer.
I think that in itself is still an appropriate judgment.
However, the ‘technology’ to use it was lacking.
Messiah’s offensive volume was beyond imagination, and he was an opponent whom he could not defeat with swordsmanship alone. However, if you force yourself to turn into a necromancer, the entire force of the currently connected legion will be in danger.
‘Is there a way?’
Simon gritted his teeth and swung his arms.
I tried firing the sacred magic I had learned in succession, but it was not very effective, only destroying a few of Messiah’s descendants.
If I couldn’t use the power of the Legion Flag or the Great Sword of Destruction, I had to find another way.
A moment when you are thinking over and over again.
“!”
Suddenly, the surroundings turned pure white.
Simon, who had accelerated his concentration to its limit, looked around in surprise. It was a pure white space, but it felt familiar somehow.
And you can see four white thrones surrounding it.
They were remnants of the saint’s essence that existed in Simon’s body.
[Do you need strength?]
Among them, it was the first thing I got.
A transparent woman sitting on a throne carved with flames giggled and said.
[He was looking for a solution and came to that conclusion after meeting with us. That’s wise.]
This time, the woman sitting on the grain-carved throne crossed her arms.
[In a place filled with divinity, an unholy act of creation was detected. We will cooperate especially here.]
This time, a woman sitting on a throne with carved arms and legs spoke in a weak voice.
[Hehe.]
And finally, the woman sitting on the rose-carved throne was also waving her hand.
‘haha.’
Simon took a long breath and raised his eyes.
‘good. Everyone, please lend me your strength once again.’ * * *
The whiteness cleared and Simon opened his eyes.
The situation is still running while cutting down the descendants of the Messiah.
But I felt that something fundamental had changed. Goosebumps appear all over my body, as if all of my dormant memories have surfaced all at once.
‘can do.’
Simon stopped walking, raised his sword, and closed his eyes.
I hear the Messiah’s laughter.
[Have you finally given up! My creatures created with my power are greater than your divine undead!]
In the distance, the fleshy Messiah was shouting.
[I am-!]
[quietly.]
Simon finally opened his eyes and smiled softly. Messiah flinched and felt her anxiety rise again throughout her body.
[Let’s change the stage a bit.]
Simon waved his arm lightly.
OK.
[!!]
The whole surrounding area turned into a wheat field.
The sky was blue, and the ground was full of golden wheat fields.
Messiah was unable to keep up with the sudden change in the situation and looked down in a daze.
[This… … !]
The power of the harvest saint.
Grains that sucked mana and divinity grew on the eggs raised by the Messiah. The Messiah’s eggs were drying out and becoming food for the grain.
Birth is defeating birth.
Coo.
Crackling.
The giant-sized descendants of the Messiah all stopped moving like broken machines. One by one, wheat began to grow on their bodies.
[harvesting.]
Simon muttered and raised his arms. From every wheat field, a sacred grain of wheat rose into the air and into Simon’s hands.
In Simon’s hand, the elongated thing changed into the shape of a sickle, and Simon swung it.
Daenggang!
Sreung!
Then the heads of all the descendants of the Messiah who had wheat growing on their bodies fell off. The Messiah’s eyes were filled with astonishment.
[That’s the power of the saint I read about in the scriptures… … ! Why you!]
[Goes. Messiah.]
Simon, who had received divine blessings from the harvest and was completely restored, bent his knees, kicked out of the wheat field, and was healed. The debris from the shaking wheat spread out as if blessing Simon, and Simon broke through it.
[Why are you even wielding the power of a saint?]
The Messiah cried out in a panic and gave birth to a new descendant. The elongated tower-like creature that had just emerged from his stomach raised its head. A small arm protruded from the end of the body, and when the two hands came together, a huge sacred magic circle spread out in the sky.
<Gravitas>
Kiiiiiiiing!
Simon, who was running, stopped as he entered the radius of the white magic.
Reverse gravity magic from the sacred mechanics world.
Simon’s body dug deeper and deeper into the ground under the pressure of powerful gravity.
[Be crushed to death like this!]
The Messiah’s laughter rang out.
In response, Simon unleashed the power of the next saint.
The most recently obtained saint’s essence. It is the essence of Lisara, a saint who was almost murdered on Sky Island.
‘adult.’
Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssww!
Simon’s body flashed and instantly became gigantic.
Lisara’s essence power that changes parts of the body. Simon shook off the oppressing gravity and swung the Great Sword of Destruction.
Oh my gosh!
The long, tower-like waist of the descendant parted and the white magic was released. Simon also returned to his original size and ran.
Argh!
As if the Messiah was struggling in fear, all his descendants were poured out indiscriminately. Simone tightened her eyes.
‘Army iron.’
Hwaaaaaaaaaaa!
Simon’s toes were covered with boots of divine light, and rose petals burst out. Simon swung his sword one after another and cut down his descendants.
‘purification.’
Good luck!
This time, a white flame appeared on Simon’s arm. That turned the great sword of destruction into a flaming sword.
Pow! pop!
Simon continued to advance, exploding white flames on his body. Simon, who had repeatedly created flames and increased his speed several times, was frantically cutting down his descendants.
‘It can’t be stopped.’
The Messiah had no choice but to admit it. That no descendant based on himself can stop the author.
The moment you realize that fact.
‘then!’
I decided to change everything.
He expanded his body and turned himself into an egg.
A child was conceived within it. The Messiah himself was erased. She then put her own intellect and thoughts into her offspring.
<Messiah Original – Self-Conception>
Coo! Coo!
The Messiah, who broke the egg made with his own body and came out in the form of a descendant, let out a roar.
Finally, he took on a human form.
“I am the Messiah!”
He let out a shout and put his hands together like Simon. All descendants were sucked into his hands and turned into swords.
Simon, holding a flaming greatsword, gritted his teeth and jumped in, swinging his sword.
Cough!
Kang!
Go go go go go!
The two swords clashed in succession, and a loud noise erupted.
However, the arms of the Messiah, which were densely packed with flesh, kept sticking out and trying to grab Simon, so it was not possible to engage in pure swordsmanship.
Simon took a slight step back.
‘Another appearance of the essence of purification.’
Simon lowered himself.
The image of a girl with flowing snow-white hair passed through Simon’s mind.
‘star.’
Cheok!
Simon raised the Great Sword of Destruction and pointed it at the sky.
Messiah, who had become human and was bursting into laughter, also looked up at the sky.
“What did you… … !”
Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo!
Breaking through the Messiah’s barrier that covered the ceiling as if it was weighing down.
A huge nova star was falling from the sky. It flew towards the Messiah with no time to avoid it.
“This… … !”
The Messiah’s expression became distant as he looked at the huge star descending, covering his entire field of vision.
“faith… … !”
Kwaaaaaaaaaa!
Starlight covered Elysium.
