Archmage Transcending Through Regression - Chapter 215

The great mage who transcends by returning Chapter 215 Quaaaang

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【Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… … !]

Belial roared and slashed the sword to the ground.

Every time that happened, the space vibrated and the ground collapsed, but unfortunately that was all.

What Belial destroyed was only his fire and the land about a handful away… … .

Then why couldn’t Belial only destroy the ‘restricted land’ with those huge swords?

The reason is simple.

“How stupid.”

Set’s stormy power.

When it comes to storms, there is no one with a higher proficiency than her.

Even now, she is not enough to reveal her body, so she is receiving backup from a transcendental being called the World Tree.

“No matter how great the devil is, he can’t be an apostle and the World Tree Hero… … Did you think you could win against these three?”

【shut up… … !]

Belial gnashed her teeth and stood up.

Even so, once it was said to be the Great Devil, the storm alone could not completely bind him.

of course.

“be quiet!”

Pooh!

[Keah heh heh heh!]

Isn’t there only a set here?

Belial, crushed by the second divine hammer I summoned on the spot, fell to the ground with a scream.

‘Work became easier because of his inferiority complex.’

If you look at it coldly, Belial shouldn’t have revealed himself like this at the point where his existence was recognized.

The World Tree is not an easy existence.

No matter how recently I got out of the remnants, and the internal injuries caused by it are not small.

She is one of the beings who have helped Hekau for a long time to prevent demons from interfering in this world.

Yes, if you look at it objectively.

But where do emotions go the way you think?

The inferiority he harbors towards the pureblood lord as a gray blood.

Anxiety about having to achieve results somehow before the demon descends.

All of that left Belial forced to make irrational moves.

The gnome rejected Pandaemonium’s support, did not communicate with them, and tried to achieve results alone.

I just stabbed that guy’s loophole.

It wasn’t even a plan that could be pursued without knowing the information about the future and knowing about it.

what as a result

Anyway, it’s enough to give me an advantage.

[If it wasn’t for you, the hero, everything would have gone right… … !】

“The loser only has a long snout, right?”

It’s kind of disgusting.

Saying so, I listened to the staff.

“< Massive Gravity >.”

Wow!

10 stacks.

At the same time as the spell, an enormous force of gravity began to be applied to him.

【Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… … !]

At around 10 stacks, it’s hard to withstand even the ultimate devil.

Belial glared at me with an expression that seemed to tear me apart.

But what?

Even if Belial glared at him like that, there was nothing he could do.

‘… … Of course, that doesn’t mean it’s all over and it’s not a stage where you can be relieved.’

Feigning a relaxed expression, I scanned the sword he was holding.

Among the swords, only the frontmost greatsword was engulfed in flames.

He didn’t regain his true name in a normal way.

Therefore, it is not able to properly control the seven swords that it would have been able to control with certainty originally.

Its meaning is great.

Excluding the great sword, each of the six swords has a different direction, but it has power that cannot be ignored.

Basic magic-physical resistance.

Other than that, it contains all sorts of negative things, such as the power to sow fear and doubt around you.

Obviously, if Belial had been in a ‘perfect situation’, he would have struggled quite a bit.

【His grace be with me! If the seven sacks of grace are fully exercised for me… … !】

“Can’t you?”

【What what… … ?]

Belial, who was in the middle of setting the mood, looked at me with an expression of what kind of bullshit.

I said in a calm voice.

“Can’t you fully play? bluff, right? A drunken god can’t even intervene, right?”

【Shut up!】

“Do you use harsh words because you are stabbed? To be honest, it’s natural because it’s the ultimate evil, but I think it’s a bit disgusting.”

At my words, his face turned red as if it would explode at any moment.

【A X -like X like this dog is still like X and it looks very X?! Hey, this fucking bastard… … !]

“Isn’t this a shallow trick to hide your anxiety about the current situation with wild thoughts and anxious eyes? It’s kind of like that.”

Belial’s desperate attempts to preoccupy an advantage by harsh words ended in vain.

He nervously raised his greatsword and swung it at me.

“Slow down.”

I didn’t stop provoking him until that moment.

As time passed, I felt his eyes tremble unsteadily.

I can’t handle the sword properly.

Belial’s sword isn’t enough to wield.

It is meaningless unless you use the ‘function’ of that sword properly.

Of course, he knows that much too.

【Fucking concentration… … !]

He swung his sword in an impatient voice and tried to devastate the surroundings.

But even that is not easy.

My constant provocations and the pressure of the current situation distract him.

At some point, he was just nervously destroying the surroundings and not being able to deliver proper blows.

“… … Hmm, even if I found the true name, I guess it’s because I can’t even use my sword properly.”

“It’s miserable,” Set laughed at him.

Of course, he has no mercy at all against the Great Devil.

“Is that why you provoked Belial with bizarre words earlier?”

“What is it?”

Belial was weighed down by a heavy burden even before I provoked her.

In other words, the equilibrium is already broken.

With a little more provocation, he was in a state where he could definitely earn an income.

It’s a mental fight.

And that fragmented mentality binds his hands and feet.

Each of the seven swords he held possessed enormous power.

Originally, it would have been threatening.

However, at the point of finding the true name without going through the proper procedures, the threatening power of the gnome is greatly affected by the mental power.

As proof of that, the only thing he wields now is the greatsword held with both hands in front of him.

It was then.

【Kuuuuuuuuuuuuu… … .]

Weak flames burned from the six swords, excluding the greatsword.

Of course, it’s not a real power.

It’s nothing more than a reckless use of all my strength.

Seeing it, Set asked.

“… … What do you want to do?”

“What do you do? They said they would self-destruct, but you have to use it.”

Originally, the best way to win is not to be prepared for sacrifice and win.

Exploding the inside, that is, the mental.

That is a true victory!

“So how?”

Set tilted his head.

“Since ancient times, what annoys people the most on a summer day?”

The answer is simple.

“It’s a mosquito.”

yes mosquito. Mosquitoes like X.

I explained that, but Set still asked with an expression that he didn’t understand.

“… … suddenly?”

“It’s not all of a sudden. From an apostle’s point of view, mosquitoes may seem insignificant.”

But no.

I’ll bet you, 70 percent of summer annoyances are caused by mosquitoes.

I also have vivid memories of staying up all night in the middle of summer because of the fucking buzzing of mosquitoes.

Weng Weeng Si Shivalumah… … .

Memories of those days when I was groping and frantically searching for mosquitoes.

Mosquitoes should not exist in the world.

But as long as I know that such a thing exists, I shouldn’t be the only one who knows that it’s like X.

“I will become the mosquito of Belial.”

Yes, I’ll suck you in on the side.

* * *

Quaang!

Belial cried out bitterly, thinking of the god watching him from beyond the other world.

【Great God! Give grace to your children who are willing to follow your will!] A

heartbreaking and desperate prayer.

[Give me black flames!]

Darkness swept the area with a wild roar.

Dark flames pouring out of the swords he held covered his entire body.

The flames, which had only been pitch black, were now multi-colored.

It’s not perfect.

That fact he knows best.

However, even so, he only thought that if he was the great devil himself, he would be able to overcome this limit.

The God he believed in.

that he would repay his faith.

【Neither magic nor divinity can stop me, so the great agent of darkness will exercise her right!】

Darkness covered the sky.

The only thing that burned brightly in the darkness was the ominous light that came from him, the Great Demon.

Wow!

Six swords were driven into the ground all at once.

Flames burst from the stuck sword covered the ground, scorching life and giving him strength.

‘I keep getting stronger every moment now!’

fullness!

Feeling his own presence growing clearer, he… … !

cook.

oh come on fuck.

He twisted his face at the sudden pain.

ache? No, not to that extent.

Something is funny… … .

‘what.’

I’m very concerned

The problem is not only that.

The wheezing sound of something periodically heard in the ear.

If you pay close attention, it’s not just noise.

– Inferiority toward pure blood is ugly, isn’t it?

– Are you the only one who won’t admit it?

– The gray blood was thrown away, right? Honestly, is it true that demons favor pure blood?

Useless honorifics.

And at the same time, a bizarre way of speaking that subtly turns people inside out.

It wasn’t hard to tell that it was the warrior’s voice.

[dog dog chew… … 】

Oh no. Calm down Belial.

It’s a warrior’s trap.

You can see what the purpose is.

He must have been trying to distract himself.

But he didn’t know

By the time he thought so, his concentration had already dispersed… … .

The first response came from the sword.

Hwareuk.

Except for the greatsword, the other six swords.

The flames on the swords flickered several times… … .

【Oh, no… … !]

It was turned off in vain.

It’s almost absurd when you think about how hard it was to keep this spark alive.

The problem is then

Concentration, once scattered, does not think of returning.

Even this damn voice doesn’t calm the irritation and anger that builds up.

Concentration is obviously broken.

【What a damn hero… … !]

He burst into anger and nervously swung the greatsword he pulled out from the ground.

Originally, the land exploded, life died, and the aftermath should have turned the surroundings into ruins.

but.

【Kwaaaah! storm! A damned apostle dares to attack me… … !]

Storm Apostle Set.

The barriers that the damn bitch spread prevented that from happening.

The power of the storm is really annoying. ‘Reduced’ all attacks within the area.

From the point of view of destroying the forest and pulling out the world tree, it could be said that it was a match of extreme evil.

It was as if his entire body was bound by hard shackles.

frustrated.

The problem is that in that damn situation, the ‘hero’ is provoking him to the point of being really annoying.

Words he doesn’t want to hear.

The truth that was intentionally avoided as ‘gray blood’ is heard in my ears.

The hero only provokes him with a light voice, but the ‘provocation’ itself is by no means light.

denying its essence.

To denigrate struggling as worthless.

From his point of view, terrible words follow one after another.

‘no.’

I don’t have time to waste like this.

Nervousness filled my mind.

I continued to feel that the power of the True Name, which I forcibly obtained by collateralizing my ‘extinction’, was weakening.

You have to focus somehow.

I was sure of that.

but.

Kwajik.

Unnecessarily irritating pains broke out all over the body at the same time.

Don’t be annoyed.

As such emotional consumption increases, the moment of self-destruction is only accelerated. Calm down Belial.

Calm… … .

waaeng.

【Dogs… … !]

Belial roared.

* * *

【Kwaaaa!】

Belial was roaring.

But there is no substance in that roar.

Struggles that just waste time without achieving anything.

The guy knows that too.

And that thought again prevents him from ‘concentrating’.

After a while.

【God give me a firm spirit! Please keep your composure… … !]

Belial’s huge body faded a little with that outburst.

He doesn’t seem to be aware of that fact… … .

It doesn’t matter.

Because it’s the moment I’ve been waiting for

“good.”

weak enough

Now, the flame of the sword he was so proud of had faded to such an extent that it was hard to find even a trace of it.

The way I only fight to win 100%. I hunt wounded beasts by pushing them with jabs and doping.

That is the path of my warrior… … !

“set!”

“Uh yeah… … ?”

I held out my hand to him and spoke in a brighter voice than ever before.

“That bastard is tired, George.”

There are few moments as happy as when you quell the helpless Great Devil from ancient times.