Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 120
Summoning Ceremony (2)
The condition of the rebel cadres was serious.
The wounded intestines, once injured, were placed in the stomach juices of the mother’s womb and rotted horribly.
The anesthetic component contained in the thick gastric juice is a powerful poison that can paralyze even the average superhuman.
Of course, any rebel leader in front of him would have been able to escape on his own. Assuming it was in its original condition with no injuries.
‘He is quite capable. Maybe it formed a small area.’
Dallen sharpened his senses and felt the man’s image.
As he took another step forward while retrieving the body, his sixth sense was able to vaguely read the shadow of the image of the superman dying.
[The body of the pathfinder who became a swamp spirit has been recovered. The ability is inherited.]
[Inheritance Reward: Senses +2 Dark Moon Illusion Slayer]
“Revenge… I have to…”
Tuk.
The executive’s head dropped. My eyelids were full of resentment and I could not close them.
Dallen looked down at the corpse of the dead Rebel official, his hands in his pockets.
Before he died, he told the rebels in detail what had happened. There was no need for torture.
Because the person dying after being betrayed by his comrades wanted to relieve his resentment by complaining to someone.
‘In short, infighting broke out within the rebel army.’
Dallen scratched his chin.
Infighting itself is not unusual. The rebels are an organization that calls themselves the ‘Guardians of the Seven Crowns.’
In reality, there were a total of seven candidates for succession to the throne, and the rebels were a coalition of seven factions centered around each candidate.
And, excluding the gold-plated mercenary whom Dallan killed in the labyrinth a long time ago, there are a total of six candidates for succession to the throne.
The six factions that held real power were split into two camps, each of three factions, and had been keeping each other in check for several years.
‘The story is that one of them hit the other this time.’
The full story left by the rebel executive was as follows.
Among the party sent for the purpose of summoning a demon, there were two elders from competing factions.
‘To those members of the Guardians of the Seven Crowns, the position of elder actually means the highest authority.’
Unlike the symbolic heirs to the throne, they are old monsters who hold both actual power and force.
The elders, who somehow disguised themselves as ordinary warriors, reached the third floor of the labyrinth, revealed their identities, and raided the opposing camp.
Six people died like that. Now that there were less than ten rebels left, it could actually be considered good news.
‘If only those crazy bastards hadn’t planned something like that.’
As many as two elders took the risk of descending into the labyrinth. This means that what they are aiming for is not normal.
In fact, the story that came out of the rebel executive’s mouth was one of the worst cases Dallon had imagined.
An incident that occurred less than ten times in hundreds of episodes.
And if it happened, it was a rare disaster that destroyed the northern Tsardom within three months.
‘Summon the main body of the demon Calchas.’
Nine thrones under the direct command of Enaxagus.
Calchas is a demon powerful enough to occupy one of those thrones.
Master of infinite chains and frost. A trapper with thousands of hunting dogs at his feet, each one comparable to a high-level monster.
A being who can shake the fortunes of the Tsarist kingdom with just his incarnation appears directly in his original form.
‘This is not just a problem for the Tsarist state. It’s clear that the city union will also take a hit.’
And the blow to the City Alliance directly or indirectly affects its capital, the labyrinth city of Falcion.
The bastion of humanity that must be protected until the very end is shaken less than a year after the tutorial ends.
‘That’s the only thing that needs to be stopped.’
Dallen put the ax in his belt. He summoned an immortal demon to guard the five agents at the lakeside.
“Huh? I haven’t recovered my strength yet…”
“You can stop time with a meat shield, right? And the monster seeds around here must have dried up.”
After shutting up the muttering demon with Halman’s chain, Dallon walked back to the lake.
‘Summoning the devil’s body is never easy.’
Just to properly open the gates of hell requires dozens of sacrifices, and to summon the right demon, that number increases tenfold.
A demon as powerful as Calchas can only be summoned when thousands of people die in pain.
No matter how senior the rebels may be, there is no way that they would not have been thoroughly prepared for such a task.
‘The ritual is probably already close to completion.’
The best scenario is to prevent the summoning ritual itself.
However, since the final preparation, the core of the vengeful spirit, was taken, there would be no way to stop the ritual itself.
In that case, a workaround was needed to intervene in the middle process and twist the result.
And like all spells, spells from the same series are the best way to change the outcome of a spell.
Seaaaa….
Pulling out the dagger he had received from the demon from its scabbard, Dallon stepped into his mother’s stomach.
Toxic gas billowing up. A terrible stench coming from monsters rotting alive.
The mother’s womb has already died in his hands, but its stomach is still full of painfully decaying creatures.
And painful death is the best fuel for black magic.
Wow…!
The blood-red blade of the dagger began to cry out, like a wild beast with its prey right in front of it.
***
The group immediately accelerated their march. It was because now it was urgent.
Originally, the summoning of Calchas was a large-scale ritual that would take a week in itself.
However, after hearing the testimony of a rebel official, Sasha confirmed that the period would have been greatly reduced.
“Summoning the devil’s body. Even among the rebels, I would never do it unless they were hardliners. And it’s not a well-known fact, but the hardliners’ elders are all high-level warlocks.”
The ritual performed by one skilled warlock is several times faster and more elaborate than that of ten warlocks.
There are as many as two such warlocks in the rebel party.
Moreover, since the location of the ceremony was a sanctuary chosen by the devil himself, it was clear that the ceremony would not take more than three days, let alone a week.
The party decided to leave the wounded and some of the troops waiting in a temporary barracks and take only those who were in the best condition among the agents.
The nearby ecosystem was almost devastated by the swamp spirits, so there would be no attacks from monsters for a while.
Dallen, Sienna Bjorn, and twenty special agents ran day and night and arrived at the cave before the end of the day.
In the very same cave where there is a sanctuary for demon summoning rituals.
***
It was pitch dark inside the cave.
Rotten water from the swamp flowed like a stream between the cracks in the rocks, and the stalactites on the ceiling were tightly covered with dark red moss.
“It’s a steria moss that only grows in labyrinths. “It is used as a raw material for a powerful antidote.”
“exactly?”
“If dried well, a small box can be traded for the price of one gold coin. The finely ground powder is considered a luxury tea for gifts among nobles.”
“I guess I should take some with me when I go out.”
Dallen spoke with a low smile. Just because you have a lot of money is no reason why you shouldn’t pick up gold coins rolling around on the ground.
When I glanced back, the special task force agents all had stiff expressions on their faces. Faces showing signs of nervousness amidst the flickering torches.
“Hmm, there’s a reason explorers are rich. I should also take advantage of this opportunity hahaha!”
Still, they seemed to be chatting in passing one by one, as if they were trying to eliminate unnecessary tension just because they were veterans.
“I guess I should bring a box too. “My fiancé will love it.”
“okay. “My mother is not feeling well these days, so I have to personally worry about her.”
…I don’t think there’s any need to raise the flag like that.
Dallen shook his head slightly and looked ahead. The darkness in the cave was getting deeper.
Darkness approaches as if alive, gradually eating away at the radius illuminated by the torch.
This was not ordinary darkness, but a residue from black magic.
“An ominous wind is blowing. “It smells like iron.”
“I can feel the cold energy. “I thought you didn’t get cold.”
Soon, Bjorn and Sasha, who were relatively strong, also seemed to feel something was wrong. Sienna, who was ahead with Dallen, received those words.
“It’s the influence of Calchas’ Hell Chain Throne. “It’s clear that preparations for the summoning ritual are almost complete.”
“I guess so.”
Dallen stopped. He naturally pulled out the axe.
Lightly stirred fingertips. The ax disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
Parararak- Kwajik!
Soon, a blue flame rose up from beyond the darkness along with the sound of an ax hitting something solid.
“Hehehe, there was a reason why Calkas told me to prepare Melinda’s feather shield.”
What appeared before my eyes was a huge waterfall. To be exact, a powerful barrier of magic that falls silently like a waterfall.
No one failed to notice that the barrier blocking the entrance to the huge common was a barrier to block intruders.
And the identity of the old man smiling sinisterly beyond that barrier was also clearer than anything else.
Slam!
Sasha, who immediately finished holding her shoulder and aiming, pulled the trigger of the long gun that had been loaded in advance.
Tang – tadadadang!
Following her, the twenty gun barrels also fire at the same time, creating a fire net.
Pajijit!
However, as soon as all the bullets crossed the barrier, they lost their power and fell.
It looked no different from an iron ball thrown from the hand of a child.
“Hahaha! “To think of destroying the veil of truth in my realm with a toy like that!”
The old man laughed. Sasha frowned.
“True Green Veil? “Then you are Elder Basten…!”
“In that sense, warrior, your strike was truly impressive. “If it weren’t for the relics I prepared in advance, my life would have been lost with this.”
Ignoring the executioner’s words, the old man tapped the ax embedded in the shield with his cane.
Dallen put his hands on his belt with an indifferent expression. What he was looking at was over the old man’s shoulder.
A darkness that cannot be seen with the naked eye, perhaps due to the effect of the curtain. Dallon’s eyes flashed with magic light there.
Is it because the veil is also a power that comes from the realm of the elderly?
Even with his vision of seeing through mysteries, it was difficult to capture a clear image.
However, the eight blurry figures and the huge magic circle between them were saying one thing.
The ritual to summon a demon behind the back of an old rebel leader is nearing its end.
The fact is that he is wasting time to protect the end.
“How is it? Your most important move is gone. What will your next move be against me? A holy sword that emits lightning? Armor of flames wrapped around the body? Or…”
“That’s a lot of talk.”
Parack!
The ax pulled out from the protective shield crosses the cavity. Although he stumbled due to the barrier’s strong stopping power, the hatchet returned safely to Dallen’s hand.
“Is it throwing again? Hehehe, even though I saw before my eyes that it didn’t work, I tried again. This is the ignorance of a barbarian warrior. But our family’s treasure, Melinda’s feather shield…”
Whoosh –
the ax flew again. This time there was no sound.
A hatchet that crossed the space and jumped over the curtain.
Sensing a threat, the protective shield unfolded, but it was only split like butter by an ax that was not affected by the shield’s power.
“Ugh…”
The warlock with the ax on his head falls backwards. Dallon took a step beyond the dispersing curtain.
As the darkness of the veil disappeared, a huge cavity appeared.
A cavity filled with dark blue shapes and symbols from the ceiling to the walls and floor.
The sound of magic that is no longer hidden fills the entire cavity. The fishy scent of iron and the biting cold pricked my skin like a murderer.
“hmm. “I didn’t expect this.”
In the middle of it all, the old woman standing at the center of the magic circle opened her mouth.
“But it’s too late, warrior. “The ritual has already been completed, and the summoning will not be stopped even if you kill me and all my companions.”
A gentle smile. An expression that seems detached from everything.
“The core of the vengeful spirit was completely absorbed into the summoning circle. Now, eight thousand people of the Tsardom will lose their lives to the vengeful spirit, and in return, Calchas will descend to earth with his true self.”
Listening to the story being told as if it was just a predetermined result, without any confidence.
Dallon naturally placed his folded fingertips in his arms and let out a small sigh.
“I guess I can’t avoid being summoned.”
“okay. It’s already happened. “You can’t avoid it.”
“I can’t help it.”
He shook his head and threw away the dagger he had pulled out from the subspace inside his chest.
Whoosh!
It transcends space. The miracles that have already been accomplished countless times with a hatchet are once again unfolding at your fingertips.
Seaaaa…
The red energy fluttering at the end is the result of the painful deaths of hundreds of monsters accumulated as sacrifices.
“That one!”
“…Blood-red ceremonial dagger!”
“Enaxa – Zeltz!”
The warlocks who saw the remnants hurriedly cast spells, and the composure on the old woman’s face was shattered.
But it was already too late.
Kwasik!
The moment when the blade of the bright red dagger jumped through space, ignoring all spells, and landed precisely in the center of the magic circle.
Let’s go!
The power of the sacrifice filled with the dagger is added to the summoning spell, and the magic circle filling the cave wall begins to distort.
“Se glam.”
The most basic spell of a warlock, but at the same time a chant that did not call any demon’s name, flowed from Dallen’s mouth.
Damn it!
A huge gate of hell appeared in the very center of the cavity, tearing through space.
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