Chapter 140 – 140. Savior
I don’t know what it was, but I had a strong feeling that something was broken inside.
Is that why?
The reluctance I felt until now in dealing with spirits has completely disappeared.
[Quaaaagh!]
[That’s it!]
[Aaaah!]
Is that why?
Even the pitiful screams of souls, even the suffering souls swept away by my magic.
I don’t think anything.
Is that why?
Against the great warrior Horua, where even the knight commander Gloria and the head of the scrap metal dealer, Findenai, had a hard time.
I was in a fairly favorable situation.
bang! bang! bang! bang!
The souls that continue to pour out are each and every blow a fatal blow that gives everything.
The Marias Forest is a place with deep history and tradition, and is a kind of giant jungle.
Naturally, there were many sad victims, and because of that, I had a lot of bullets in my hands.
Daejeon Temple is reeling.
It’s urgent, so I try to protect my whole body by pouring out flames from my body.
Even souls filled with my mana and the power of Lemegeton could not carelessly attach themselves to the flame of Horua, who was called the god of the forest.
then.
Swish.
Turn your hand direction.
At the end, beyond Daejeon Temple, there was a trembling member of the Marias tribe.
everyone.
I fired angry souls at the quite diverse clan.
“Aaaah!”
“Help me!”
“Daejeonsa!”
Clan clans screaming.
Balkzar, who was surprised, was so desperate that he withdrew his flame and launched himself at his clan.
“Ugh!”
After blocking the flying spirits with his body, he let out a soft sigh, but straightened his posture and glared at me.
His eyes showed many emotions, but he did not put them into words.
It was an act that felt repulsive.
Indeed, if it were me before.
It was something I would never have done.
If you close your eyes even for a moment.
The face of Iluania, who had been kidnapped, came to mind.
When I opened my closed eyes, I saw Finden Eye looking up at me with injuries.
When I closed my eyes again, I felt like I was hearing the voice of the dark spirit who was worried about me despite my messed up appearance.
And every time I think of those girls.
The inside of my hands gradually started to become rough.
Necromancers are basically good at using offensive magic.
They manipulate souls and use their mana to perform various eccentricities that would be impossible for ordinary wizards.
What is the biggest weakness of such a necromancer?
It is a soul.
You have to deal with your soul, but finding that soul itself is not easy.
Although there are some who have some talent in the spirit, they cannot see all souls.
Most of the time, the only thing you can see is evil spirits that are so deeply resented that they can be embodied.
okay.
I am different.
For a necromancer, anything that is just a weakness doesn’t matter to me at all.
There is a Remegeton that can wake the dead, and there is also an eye that can see them all.
The moment when the limit of being a necromancer is surpassed.
Reach your hands up.
The scattered souls began to condense into my palm, and soon they were forcibly distorted, forming the shape of a great sword.
The greatsword of the soul gradually grows larger to the point where it can devour not only Balkzar but also countless tribesmen behind it.
“… … !”
Balkzar must have realized that this was dangerous if he couldn’t stop it, so he widened his eyes, grabbed his spear, and rushed towards me.
Whick!
And then the whistle blows.
Numerous demonic beasts jumped out from the bushes as if they had been waiting for the sound of the whistle.
Although they were loyal demon beasts who did not forget Horua, the owner of the forest, and came to lend a helping hand.
Quack! Quack!
Translucent demonic beasts rise from the ground and simultaneously bite the necks of the demonic beasts that were running towards me.
As I showed last time when dealing with Dina, humans are not the only souls.
There were too many souls of demon beasts, and dealing with them was not difficult if it involved pain.
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Rather, the demon beasts that were rushing towards me die, turning into souls that follow me and running towards Balkzar.
“Big!”
He swung his spear and tried to ward it off, but Balkzar was unable to overcome the number and was bitten on the shoulder and thigh.
But the wings of flame did not stop and brought him to me.
The moment when the long, backward-stretched spear was hurled out again, aiming for my heart.
Quack!
A huge mouth blocks the window.
It was a woman.
It has a huge mouth near its chest, and both hands are in the shape of the jaws of a demonic beast, making horrifying teeth noises.
The identity was revealed by Dante’s shaman, who had been watching this scene from behind and had his limbs severed.
“D-Dina!”
Dina, the magician belonging to Dante who was killed for the first time.
Since I still had her soul, I could force it.
Of course, even she couldn’t completely block the flame spear.
I only blocked it for a moment, but after looking indifferently at her soul gradually burning out, I lowered the hand holding the great sword.
At the same time, the great warrior Balkzar urgently spreads his wings and soars upward.
Coo!
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”
Balkzar blocked the soul greatsword that was about to strike down the entire village with a thin spear.
The veins all over his body are swelling up, his face is turning red, and he is letting out a groan of great effort.
“Kwaaaaaaak!”
It was truly pathetic to see a glimpse of his belief in absolutely protecting the tribesmen.
Flow as expected.
One of the basics of necromancer that the dark spirit taught me.
Since what a necromancer deals with is the soul, you should not judge that you understand everything about magic based on its simple appearance.
Like this.
Although it has the shape of a great sword.
In reality, it was just a collection of souls.
The shape of the great sword gradually begins to collapse, and the souls contained within begin to pour into the great warrior through the spear.
It felt like seeing a swarm of insects.
“Ouch, ugh!”
Letting out a bizarre scream, the Great Warrior loses his spear and falls to the floor.
A dull thud is heard, but the souls continue to be pushed into the Great Temple according to my command.
Souls that repeatedly come in and out of holes like the eyes, nose, and ears.
I stood in front of Balkzar, who was writhing in pain at a speed no different from when I came here.
Protect your hands with mana.
I stuck my hand right into his heart.
Phew.
I don’t know if it’s because Balkzar is muscular because he trained a lot.
It was quite an arduous task, perhaps because I had never penetrated a person’s body while using reinforcements.
He grabs something that is burning hot right near his heart and pulls it.
Fuwaaagh!
Blood splatters, but the pouring rain naturally washes it away.
Something shining like the sun held in my hand was none other than the guardian god Horua.
[person… … liver!]
Quack!
Horua, who was about to say something, is thrown to the floor. After that, the souls of the demon beasts were summoned.
They began to tear apart the guardian spirit, rolling on the floor while making an animal howl.
“Sigh! Sigh! Haha!”
Likewise, Balkzar is down and breathing heavily. There was only fear in his eyes, and he slowly opened his trembling lips.
“Wealth, wealth, only the tribesmen…” … Among them… … sinless… … ”
Quack!
His words could not go on any longer.
My mana smashed his head to pieces, and he died, leaving behind only a disgusting mark.
It was quite mysterious that he was able to speak even though his heart area was pierced.
Crack.
My hand reaches into the air and grabs something.
It was the soul of Balkzar.
[ah.]
Although Balkzar appeared fine, his eyes were filled with extreme fear.
“Your death is not rest.”
He began to tremble and tried to beg me because his refuge called death was gone.
Since he didn’t even want to hear that voice, he restrained his entire body with the mana chains extending from his palms.
The pain isn’t over yet.
“Look at them.”
His eyes widen as he points to the Marias who are on their knees and pleading with me, shedding tears.
“Everyone will die.”
He was a great warrior who was struggling and pleading somehow in response to my unwavering declaration.
There was already no hesitation.
There was a price to pay.
He has already massacred countless people of the kingdom in the name of Daejeonsa.
so.
‘To fight monsters, please don’t become a monster.’
Me too.
‘Master, just stay still for now. I took care of it… … !’
Likewise.
‘Deius, stand by your convictions. Like Dante or me… … ‘You shouldn’t be like other warlocks.’
I will kill them.
[The night is dark.]
“… … !”
For a moment, my eyes fluttered at the sound of a familiar but not heard voice for a long time.
I unconsciously looked around, but of course I couldn’t see anything.
[Is today the old moon?]
Because it was a voice that came from inside me.
I wanted to hear the voice again, but it didn’t ring anymore.
Did I wake her up?
As I question myself, a cold sensation creeps up my spine.
But that wasn’t a reason to stop me from taking action.
A moment of hesitation.
Just about that much.
A moment to awaken your dulled senses.
But that’s why the loud crying sound that I was missing rings in my ears.
Returning gaze.
A woman who reached the end of it and a small child wrapped in an inner swaddle in her arms.
Illuania, who was holding the baby tightly, hoping that it would not be touched by the cold rainwater, was looking at me with a devastated look.
Snap.
Step on the puddled floor.
Before I knew it, my steps were heading towards the child on the other side of the trembling tribesmen.
A loud cry.
The birth of life.
Illuania carefully held out her child to me as I approached her and smiled weakly.
“It’s a girl.”
“… … .”
Warmth touches the palm of your hand and spreads throughout your body.
Although it is not my child.
The child I decided to take responsibility for.
The life that Deius Verdi entrusted to me even when he gave up his body.
“Could you decide on a name for the child?”
With trembling hands, I carefully held the child.
Although I am not your flesh and blood.
Because I will become your family.
Slowly look away.
When I saw them still looking at me with fearful eyes, I still felt boiling over.
Carefully sweep your child’s forehead with your hand.
The child, who had suddenly stopped crying, was looking at me intently.
“You saved many people.”
Because your birthday couldn’t be colored with blood, screams, and massacre.
Because I didn’t want to ruin my first encounter with the world.
“saver.”
(Savior)
You have already saved the lives of many people just by being born. You will definitely become a great person in the future.
“Sevilla, that’s your name.”
The child let out a cackle of laughter as if he understood what I was saying.
The rain that was falling gradually began to subside.
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