Episode 117
Episode 117. Celestials and Demons (2)
[Joe, Jonathan? What the hell is going on?]
[Michael, that’s what I want to ask you more than anyone else!]
Two men watching Platinum’s debut.
Jonathan and Michael looked almost excited.
It wasn’t a crowd.
[The demons suddenly kneel before player Kim Si-moon!]
[Even the high-ranking demon Marte is kneeling? Faust’s face turns bright with shock!]
[Poor Faust. I bet he feels exactly the same as we do!]
As both of them said.
“What the heck is this!”
Faust’s face was beyond astonishment, it was collapsing in shock.
‘Marte is getting on her knees? At that guy’s one word?’
Kneel down.
Just one word.
Marte got down on her knees because of those few words?
Considering that he is a high-level demon that can only be dealt with by forming a party at the beginning of the Diamond era.
This was clearly nonsense.
But that absurd thing was happening right before my eyes.
Does Marte, the person involved, also not believe it?
“T, this can’t be happening… … .”
Maybe because of its huge size.
His convulsions of disbelief were more noticeable than ever.
However, contrary to Faust’s expectations.
Marthe’s trembling was not simply due to kneeling before a human being.
“How can a human… … understand his magic… … .”
A high-level demon that sweeps the Diamond Ranks.
Marte, who dare not even put it into words.
A small smile appeared on Simun’s lips as he looked at Marte like that.
“Does that matter?”
Short question.
With that one thing, all of Marthe’s doubts were removed.
The words of his magical poem plucked out Marthe’s curiosity.
“It’s not… important… right?”
Faust’s eyes widen as he hears Marthe’s words, which she speaks with difficulty.
Faust asked in a disbelieving voice.
“Ma, Marte? What are you talking about…?”
The question was none other than this.
“You treat mere humans with respect!!”
Polite word.
As a demon tribe, everything is decided by strength under the law of the strong.
The weak human race has always been the object of contempt.
Of course, there were no exceptions, even for those who used magic like Faust.
In fact, Marthe sacrificed even her own companions and never once called out the name of Faust, who had summoned the demons.
Just a warlock.
Or they are simply called by the pronoun ‘burrows’.
That was the way the demons looked at humans.
But.
“Please answer!”
The first human that Marte, a high-level demon, has ever seen in his life.
And how can you be so polite to a contestant in a platinum debut like yourself?
I guess kneeling down was some kind of dirty magic or trick.
“Marte!!”
Aren’t honorifics in a different category?
Even Faust’s cry, which was almost like a scream,
“… … .”
Marthe didn’t move at all and just bowed her head towards the handsome man in front of her.
The way Faust doesn’t even care what anyone thinks of him.
Yet, her attitude of being completely submissive to the man in front of her made Faust angry.
Of course, that anger.
“You bastard!”
A handsome man standing there indifferently turned towards the poem.
“What kind of tricks did you use! Are you the possessor of holy power?”
Holy energy, the opposite of magic energy.
If I had that, which was also the energy of heaven, then I could somehow understand this situation.
no.
Must be convinced.
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What kind of being is the upper-level demon!
How dare you summon this being yourself!
“Yeah, I guess you don’t need an answer. That’s how we are, right? Yeah?”
The holder of holy power and the holder of magic.
Even though the relationship between the Celestials and the Demons is not as bitter as that of the Heavenly Clan and the Demon Clan.
Players also had different levels of favorability depending on their stats.
As they became closer to each other, the Celestials and Demons who would have given them attention and support grew further apart.
This soon results in a decline in fighting power.
Conversely.
“You vile slave of the Holy Power! I will tear you to pieces and save Lady Marte and the other demons!”
When the holders of holy power and magic kill each other.
Naturally, the probability of receiving interest or support from the Celestials and Demons also increased.
blast furnace.
“Howl, darkness!”
If we can save them from that evil user of holy power.
He will receive full support not only from the upper-level demons, but even from the demon world.
Faust, having made that decision, began casting while raising his magic.
at the same time.
“Dark Ambition! Black Fear!”
The black magic spells cast by Memorize were fired toward the city gate.
Very clean double casting.
Even while instantly unleashing magic.
Continuing the separate casting required considerable technique even among double castings.
“That’s very Faust-like.”
Indeed, he has the skills to represent Germany in the Platinum Debut.
The poem that he admired so little was surprisingly.
No action was taken.
Kiiing!
Only his dark left eye grew more tinnitus and began to sparkle with magic.
In fact, since he is a black magician.
It was easy to tell that Shimun was not the possessor of the Holy Power just by looking at his dark left eye.
The thorough obedience of the upper-level demons easily crushed Faust’s common sense.
“Kihaha! You gave up? No. It looks like you can’t move because you’re maintaining that dirty trick!”
Of course!
There has to be a reasonable penalty to make multiple demons, including high-level demons, kneel like this!
Faust bursts into laughter.
But his laughter soon died down.
“What, what is it?!”
Jaw-dropping amazement replaced laughter.
That would be the case.
“My magic!!”
Two spells that were sent to Shimun.
The moment Dark Ambition and Black Fear reach him.
Swish.
It melted like sugar that touched water.
“Magic nullification? No, that’s not true… … .”
It was so shocking.
Faust stopped casting his six-star magic and stared at the poem with his mouth wide open.
‘Absolutely not magic nullification!’
In a world of magic at this level, a phenomenon that is experienced at least once is magic being nullified.
Faust also knew this well, having dealt with enemies who had dark attribute immunity painted on them several times.
Therefore, what just happened to Shimun was by no means a magic nullification.
rather.
‘Yeah, it was like the magic had broken on its own.’
It would be most appropriate to say that it just worked itself out.
It was as if the magic itself had the intention of refusing the attack and was released.
But there was a huge flaw in this theory.
‘Magic has its own will? Is that possible?’
I don’t know about high-level magic.
Wasn’t the magic you just used a 4-star black magic using Memorize?
Even if the 6-star black magic that was being cast had its own will, it would be hard to believe.
A mere 4-star black magician has the will?
But there was no time to check it.
I received black magic with my bare body.
no.
“Marte.”
A poem that was lightly ignored.
“Subdue him.”
“yes.”
Because he caused miracles one after another.
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thud.
Faust is thrown straight into the lifeless, gray floor.
Whether it was because Marthe had once again obeyed the orders of the poet.
Or maybe it was because my fragile magical body was faced with overwhelming violence.
“… … .”
He just fell to the floor without even a single scream or fuss.
Only the skinny body, pinned against Marte’s rock-like hand, twitched pitifully.
– That German monster prospect, Faust… … .
-Aren’t you clearly a high-level demon? Why do you always listen to this hyung?
-The black magician is Fauston… … and the one who summoned him is Fauston… … .
– Shimun-chan, who steals everything – body, mind, and even the demons – is greedy!
-Are you crazy? Now is not the time to joke.
-You’re really joking here. Do you think the current situation is a joke?
The chat window was noticeably quieter than usual.
It wasn’t a crowd.
Although the poem has shown an unusual appearance so far.
The Demon Race, a Diamond-class race.
It was a completely absurd phenomenon to command a high-level demon with just a word.
-Didn’t Mr. Kim’s eyes suddenly change? That might have something to do with it.
-Kim Sang-eun originally had a special ability for his eyes?
-Even if there is, the current situation doesn’t make sense. That’s a high-level demon.
-What the heck? Is Kim also a black magician? But Faust is already a platinum level black magician.
Questions endlessly pouring into the chat window.
actually.
-That’s not a situation where you can judge whether he’s a warlock or not.
-I agree. I’ve summoned demons too, but unless they’re diamond level, black magicians are always at a disadvantage to demons.
-Even a diamond-class black magician can become partners with a low-class demon. That kind of master-servant relationship is impossible.
There were also many people who appeared to be warlocks.
Even they, who were actual warlocks, could not come up with a proper answer.
-What kind of ability is it?
-I really want to see his status window.
Was there a significant influx of top players due to the debut match?
The chat window was filled with a more serious and academic atmosphere than usual.
As a poet who doesn’t check the chat window often while playing Arena,
“hmm…….”
Just like before, he just looked at Faust with an indifferent gaze.
‘Originally, I was going to kill all the demons and everything.’
Faust, of course.
Shimun also intended to kill all the demons summoned by Faust.
The debut match is a survival match, and the number of participants is 516, with a set number of kills.
As the races that appear as features in the Chaos Realm map are the Celestials and the Demons.
Dealing with them would give you significant additional public service points.
It was a natural return for a Diamond-level race to appear in the MMR range at the beginning of Platinum.
Therefore, I should have killed them all using Lemegeton.
[The demons summoned by the power of the constellation Baal become your property.]
After kneeling before the superior demon Marte.
The message window that appeared before Shimun’s eyes completely changed Shimun’s thoughts.
‘Belonging… … In other words, the number of kills from the demons increases in my favor.’
Is it because of the sudden appearance of the Celestials and Demons?
Currently, combat between players has almost stopped.
This was a fact that could be known just by opening the Arena board.
Shimun carefully observed the situation.
In fact, there was nothing to look into.
‘In this case, instead of killing the demons to gain public service, we should utilize them as much as possible.’
It wasn’t just that I wanted to kill people like Faust in the early days before my debut.
‘No matter how big the country is, it’s impossible to deal with that many celestials.’
The celestials had come so close that their forms were visible.
There must be a high-level celestial being summoned who is on par with the high-level demon Marte.
Here, killing the demons by only looking at their public figures was like killing the goose that laid the golden eggs.
‘Let’s first deal with the Celestials together with the Demons, then wipe out the remaining players.’
Anyway, it’s the difference between being a celestial or demonic person.
Isn’t it the same thing as giving additional public service points?
at that time.
[Constellation Baal nods in satisfaction at your clever consideration.]
[Constellation Baal looks at the celestials and frowns slightly, saying, ‘Hmm… ‘]
[Constellation Baal gives you a mission.]
The constellation Baal has come with a mission.
[mission]
-Constellation Baal is not pleased with the appearance of the celestials in the ‘Fall of Gluttony’ where his legacy is buried.
Exterminate the celestials that appear and obtain his legacy.
Reward: Baal’s Legacy, 5,000 Achievement Points
Shimun’s eyes widen slightly.
5,000 achievement points were certainly a sweet reward.
‘Baal’s Legacy?’
The ominous phrase “Baal’s Legacy” catches the eye.
‘I don’t know what that is, but I guess I have to wake it up.’
Baal, the highest constellation and the number one in the Demon World hierarchy.
His legacy can’t be anything but shabby.
In addition, to register Baal, a higher-ranking constellation, in the title [Kings’ Pick].
Anyway, I had to complete at least one of his missions.
Shimun accepted Baal’s mission.
OK.
yes.
With a little tinnitus.
A point was marked with an outline below, like an occupied area in a war.
‘I guess that’s where Baal’s legacy is. Hmm?’
The poet’s gaze, which had been following the outline of the poem, becomes distorted.
A contour that is distorted at regular intervals, as if in a whirlpool.
And judging from the location below.
‘Could it be that the inheritance is in a dimensional anomaly?’
It was likely a dimensional vortex gaping open below.
‘Well, it’s a part of a mythical weapon, so it should be in a place like that.’
That’s why the high ranker Faust from his previous life couldn’t find it no matter how hard he searched.
Shimun shook his head slightly, letting out a hollow laugh.
at that time.
“Found them! These dirty demons!”
“This is not the place for you losers!”
“Brothers and sisters! It is the time of judgment!”
A solemn and loud shout is heard.
The celestials have become closer.
Shimun was watching them quietly.
“Marte, gather everyone. Bring all the surrounding humans as well.”
Shimun gestured towards the upper-level demon Marte.
“yes.”
Marthe closes her eyes for a moment.
Little ripples rippled around his head.
The poet with the magic eye instinctively realized that this was the unique communication method of the Demon Race.
Following.
“Ugh… … .”
Marthe took out Faust, who had been thrown onto the ground.
“This is ridiculous… … This is ridiculous… … .”
Have you completely lost your mind?
Faust muttering to himself.
The poem includes him.
“Your Excellency, here you are.”
“Ugh!”
“Ahh!”
I looked over the five players that the demons had captured while spreading out across the area.
“Is this the end for the survivors?”
“Yes. Other than these, there are no more humans in this area.”
Shimun nodded at Marte’s restrained answer.
“Faust! You madman!”
“Why is the Demon Tribe suddenly targeting us!”
“Hey, Faust! What’s going on here!”
Players screaming in fear.
It seems like everyone knows Faust.
‘They all seem to be from the same European country. That’s good.’
Shimun, who noticed the players’ affiliations, winked at Marte.
European players are thrown towards the distraught Faust.
“What are you going to do with us!”
When one of them shouted bravely, the corners of Shimun’s mouth went up in a smirk.
“What can I say? I’m just going to return the favor for what you guys did.”
“……what?”
European players tilt their heads.
Within.
“You, you, no way!”
Did he notice the poet’s intentions?
The European players’ eyes widened, but that was all.
“Originally, it would be impossible if you weren’t a warlock, but with help like this, it’s different. Right? Marte.”
Let’s make a gentle gesture.
thud.
“Of course. I will follow your wishes.”
The thick knees of the upper-class demon Marte sink into the floor.
He raised his thick arm and pointed at the European players.
OK.
Saaaaah.
“Keep, keep it up!”
“Gyaaaah!”
As if being burned alive.
European players were instantly covered in dark magic.
Their screams died down quickly.
“Huh, a guy who isn’t even a warlock is doing a sacrifice ritual!”
Is it because he’s a warlock?
“This is ridiculous! This is ridiculous!!”
Ending with Faust, who cries out in disbelief and shock until the very end.
Damn it.
A dimension opened up behind the poem.
And there.
Krrrr!
Kyaaaaak!
Dozens of black beasts poured out.
fantasy,
