Episode 45
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Kwaaang!
A self-destruct attack where the Purifier sacrifices its own body and explodes. Amid the swirling explosion, Dale and Sepia cast ‘Armor of Cold’ without a moment’s hesitation.
An ice shell that strengthens molecular bonds to the extreme, and never breaks its ‘stationary state’ in the midst of swirling flames. Although it was not strong enough to completely absorb the shock of the explosion itself, it had enough defensive power to barely avoid fatal injuries.
Because it is the water magic of Dale, who is called the greatest genius of the empire, and the elder of the blue tower, Sepia.
But this was not the case for the Saxon cavalry, who protected themselves with mere ‘steel armor’.
The surging heat began to melt their steel and burn their flesh, blood, and bone.
In the Purifier’s self-destruction, dozens of the Saxon House’s proud Night Raven knights were annihilated.
Of the twelve explosives, only one exploded, and in the swirling firestorm the rest of the ‘explosives’ began to move.
To complete their mission, the ‘Purifiers’, made up of shadows of flame, rushed towards Dale.
An impromptu chant, undisturbed by the dissonance of sepia, spewing forth a stream of flame.
‘That’s how it’s going to turn out.’
However, Dale is also a warrior who has been through many hardships.
Dale also moved the ‘shadow’ at his feet in front of the rushing stream of fire. He created a blade of darkness along the fluttering shadow cloak, and easily kicked the ground to dodge the Purifier’s stream of fire. After dodging, he rushed towards the enemy in return and stabbed the shadow blade down.
Phew!
‘Let’s do this.’
Choaack!
Just as the Shadow’s blade plunged down towards Purifier’s chest, the single blade began to tear into many shards, tearing apart his body.
Like the blade of a high-speed shredder, it tore apart the heart and intestines, the shoulders, limbs, and neck.
Immediately afterwards, the Purifier’s body burst and an explosion occurred.
Unlike before, this was an explosion with relatively less power. This was because the ‘form of the explosive’ that was supposed to explode was not intact.
This caused the second explosive device to explode.
‘Anyway, this isn’t someone I can have a conversation with.’
Amid the swirling flames, Dale concentrated on his composure. He glanced at Sepia behind him.
“be careful.”
At least there’s no need to worry about her.
“Be careful, Dale.”
Once again, several Purifiers began to rush in from all directions. They were not trying to use any kind of attack magic.
Even they would have a hard time breaking through the shield raised by two water attribute magicians in this place where blue dissonance resonates.
“… … !”
Kwaaang!
Just a bunch of explosives started exploding all at once, surrounding the two people.
A single explosion could produce that much firepower, and the scale of the explosion caused by multiple Purifiers simultaneously was incomparable to that.
A blow that burns oneself without fearing death.
A loud noise rang out. The flames of hell began to swirl.
An explosion large enough to engulf Dale, Sepia, and all three hundred cavalrymen under Dale’s command.
A shock wave so strong it made the brain inside his skull spin. In the midst of the swirling explosion, Dale’s body lost its substance and collapsed into shadow.
Shadow Cloak’s ability, Wraith Form.
In addition, Sepia also uses her own magic to protect her body. There is no way that the elder of the blue tower, who specializes in defense, will be affected by a self-destruction of this magnitude.
“… … !”
But except for Dale and Sepia, the other knights were not like that. Their bodies were burned and disintegrated without even a moment to scream.
There was literally no other way to hell.
From dozens of articles, the number of victims has now grown to well over a hundred.
In the midst of the endlessly swirling firestorm, Dale, who had become part of the shadow horde, released his wraith form. Protecting his body with ice armor, he stood behind one of the Purifiers.
Phew!
He thrust down the blade of shadow and spun the blade of darkness at high speed like a shredder. It tore and tore, so gruesomely that the body’s shape was unrecognizable.
Flesh, blood, and bones were scattered.
‘There are still a few left.’
After chopping up a body into small pieces like minced meat, he turns his head away. Without even a shred of emotion.
Sepia, who was protecting her body with a barrier of cold air. Behind her, melted iron pieces and pieces of her body were scattered in all directions. The remains of her body were so messy that it was impossible to even recognize its shape. They only meant one thing.
The Night Raven Knights of the House of Saxony who swore loyalty to Dale.
“… … .”
At the sight, Dale clenched his lips so hard that they bled.
“Your mission has failed.”
The number of Purifiers remaining is three. Looking at them, Dale opened his mouth blandly.
“You won’t be able to kill me in the end.”
Leaving behind unspeakable damage and sacrifice… … and still confident in his ‘victory’ that he had definitely achieved.
“Hee, heeheehe.”
One of the Purifiers burst into laughter at the sight. It was a twisted laugh, steeped in madness.
“Can you still say ‘victory’ after seeing this sight?”
Pointing to the knights of the House of Saxony scattered in all directions.
“You, even if your black magic tower deals with ‘death’… … .”
Pointing to their broken armor and scattered pieces of flesh.
“Wow, wow, do you think we’d be afraid of something like ‘death’!”
With a maddening voice, the Purifiers began to charge again.
“Lord, we are prepared to die, and we are willing to sacrifice our bodies in the face of death!”
Just like a true fanatic.
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“Hail Empire!”
They were kicking the ground and running, just as they were about to explode their bodies again.
“──So, are you prepared to die?”
A voice was heard.
It was a very familiar male voice.
At the same time, the bodies of the remaining Purifiers exploded simultaneously.
Self-destruction.
Flames raged, and Dale and Sepia once again created armor of cold, wrapping themselves around their bodies. And when the scorching heat finally subsided, Dale held his breath at what was left there.
A self-destruct magic that explodes one’s own body.
And yet, the Purifiers, who should not have even a single trace left after the explosion… …were still alive.
So perfectly fine.
“Contrary to what people think.”
at the same time.
“It’s easier than you think to prepare for death.”
The voice continued.
“There are other acts that require truly great courage.”
There was a man.
It was a man wearing a black robe.
“I am determined not to die.”
Also, how did they survive the self-destruction… … the living Purifiers tilted their heads in puzzlement for a moment.
His own body, still intact despite the self-destruction. That was never their intention.
“Do you guys have the ‘will not to die’?”
The man turned to the Purifiers again.
It was the voice of the man standing at the top of the Black Magic Tower, the greatest black magician on the continent. The Purifiers all turned their heads at once at that voice. And there was no hesitation or hesitation in their actions.
As it was, he ran towards Dale’s father.
To explode the body of flames that were burning and blazing again.
Kwaaang!
Another explosion occurred. A huge explosion that engulfed the entire area. The karma of hell raged on.
But it was strange.
There was an explosion, but the explosion did ‘no damage’. Even the parties involved in the explosion are unharmed.
The black ball waved its arms again. Then, the ‘shadow of flame’ that had been covering them up until just now went out.
As feebly as blowing out a candle.
The Purifiers sensed the gravity of the situation and raised their heads. They looked towards the man in black robes they were facing.
In front of the continent’s greatest black magician, ‘Lord Black’.
“You still don’t realize it?”
The black ball opened its mouth.
“That I did not allow your deaths.”
Realizing what those words meant, the color drained from the Purifiers’ faces for the first time.
“Here, there is no such thing as a ‘way to death’ for you guys.”
The black magicians of the black tower who are digging into the truth beyond death, and the man standing at the very top of them… … is not allowing their deaths.
“Curse: Abomination.”
The black ball continued speaking. It created black magic by spinning eight circles, and struck down with cursed words.
At the same time, dark winds began to blow from all directions.
A powerful, invisible gravity enveloped the Purifiers. They were drawn to each other like magnets, and their bodies began to melt and fuse into a single form.
“Uh, ah, uh… … ?”
My body felt heavy. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. My voice wasn’t even coming out properly. My vision was strangely distorted.
“Uh, uh, uh, ahh… … .”
“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh… … .”
I could hear the voices of my colleagues right next to me. Right next to me? No, not next to me. Closer. Close? No, no. It wasn’t even close.
Only then did one of the Purifiers realize.
The voices of his colleagues were heard from within him.
He looked down at his own body. After looking down, he understood. It wasn’t his body. It was just one big lump of flesh. The three remaining Purifiers had fused together into one, forming a round mass of flesh.
As the name suggests, it was a ‘disgusting fusion’.
Six eyes were circling around. A strangely distorted voice was leaking out of three mouths. Six ears were listening. Thirty fingers were wriggling about of their own accord. They were attached to the ball of flesh, randomly and without any pattern.
Can we really call it a ‘person’?
It was like a bundle of materials prepared by the Creator to create man.
“The act of living.”
Towards that lump of flesh, the black ball continues speaking.
“It is something several times more painful and difficult than preparing for death.”
Indifferently.
“I’ll ask again.”
In a voice devoid of even a shred of emotion.
“Are you prepared to ‘not die’?”
The man was never the God of Death. He was not a being who could bring about death in an easily recognizable form.
In front of the Black Ball, ‘death’ is nothing but a luxury.
A pain beyond death. Dale understood the meaning and felt goosebumps.
Because I finally witnessed the true form of the Black Ball.
The lumps of flesh began to mutter something desperately. Only then did their faces lose their fanaticism, and a look of fear and dread took over. Although there was not even a form left that could be called a face.
At least one thing was certain: even those who were prepared to die were not prepared to ‘not die’.
