Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 238
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Light of the Half God (4)
Kwajik!
A small beam of electricity passed through the blood spirit’s shoulder.
The moment the blue thunderbolt passes through the body composed of red energy, the blood spirit’s eyes become distorted in pain.
By moving beyond common sense, he avoided most of the lightning strikes and was only hit by one of the numerous branched branches rather than the stem of the lightning bolt.
[Wow…!]
In the tense fight between the transcendents, that alone was enough of an inflection point to predict victory.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!!
It’s raining.
Hundreds of pillars of fire connecting heaven and earth. A feast of blue lightning that strikes without stopping.
A lightning strike that strikes at the speed of light is a type of attack that is impossible to completely avoid, even if one reads omens through the flow of magic power.
If you cannot destroy the miracle of divine power that connects cause and effect, all you have to do is hit with an overwhelming firepower that will break that miracle.
Instead of avoiding, they force you to block, and instead of blocking, they force you to hit as if flowing.
Due to the nature of lightning techniques, it is inevitable that if you even pass by, the aftereffects will gradually accumulate.
The red energy that made up the blood spirit began to be chipped away, little by little but clearly.
Dallen used his clone to hold on to the blood spirit, while taking a step back and focusing his will.
It may be a bit of a stretch since two areas have already been activated to the limit, but in times like this, you have to secure a clear victory.
「A blacksmith shop where the dragon’s breath disperses」
A blacksmith shop rising in the form of a huge chimney beyond the distant mountain peak responds to its owner’s call.
「The master of all ills」
The weapons of the army cross the ridge and cover a distance of several kilometers to completely end the evil spirit that is on the defensive.
The weapons born from the fingertips of the blacksmith who reached the top of transcendence arrived on a battlefield filled with fire and lightning.
Puuuuuu!
The call of a horn that resonates far above the battlefield even without a trumpeter.
Slam! Slam!
Full-body armor assembled on its own without a single user riding through the sky in unison in silent barding.
The rapier and javelin pierce the pillar of fire and aim for the blood spirit’s blind spot. A mace wrapped in the cutting wind and a great shield pouring lava tore through the air, restricting movement.
The ground crumbles beneath your feet, unable to overcome the clash of forces. The twisted and torn space looked like a huge tornado.
A typhoon of ignorant power, with twenty-three clones and hundreds of swords, countless fiery thunderbolts raining down from the sky, converging at one point.
In the eye of the typhoon, the blood spirit desperately swung the dual swords in both hands, but was unable to avoid being gradually pushed back.
‘now.’
In the midst of this, Dallon took a step.
‘Right now.’
If you hold a sword for a long time, a strange sensation develops.
A sense of victory. Intuition ahead of any logic or thinking.
The instinctive realization that if you deliver the final blow at this moment, you can inflict fatal wounds on your opponent.
Feeling once again the sensations he had felt in countless battles, Daelon jumped into the typhoon, holding a greatsword from Dalukahim’s armory.
It was the moment when his sword was about to dig into the neck of the blood spirit on a battlefield overflowing with countless weapons and dozens of techniques.
‘……!’
The feeling of victory is overlaid with a tingling sixth sense warning.
A tingling sense of crisis that I had only felt once when dealing with the incarnation of the evil god Xun.
「Dabbo (踏步)」
Throw away the sword that was stabbing you. I shook off my inertia and managed to pull my body back.
Immediately afterwards, blood-red energy gushes out in front of his nose, dyeing the space where he was standing just a moment ago red.
Chijijijiji…!
A hemispherical space that shakes mercilessly as if there is noise.
A huge magic circle centered on the blood spirit and encompassing a radius of about ten meters was drawing a bright red blood-colored curtain.
Squeak─────!
A red curtain that tears and destroys everything that enters the border.
Not only the thunderbolts and fire pillars falling from the dark clouds, but also the weapons that poured out of Dalukahim’s forge and even the clones holding them were torn to shreds like thin cloth.
Dallen picked up a new sword and looked at the magic circle. The magic circle drawn around the blood spirit was cleverly assimilated into the cracked ground.
“Did you pretend to be on the defensive and draw a magic circle in between?”
[…You know, humans tend to let down their guard when they think they have the upper hand.]
In the middle of the red-stained hemisphere, a blood spirit let out a bitter laugh.
It was true, but at the same time it was wrong.
It is true that Dallon had the upper hand for a moment, but that did not mean he let down his guard.
Rather, as I was drawing scenes from several areas at once, my five and sixth senses became several times more sensitive than usual.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to dodge the blow just now.
In this case, it was correct to say that the blood spirit’s ability to deceive the senses that had become so sensitive and draw a magic circle was amazing.
‘…It’s not easy.’
No matter how incarnated, an evil god is an evil god.
This may be obvious, but it is an opponent that is never easy to see.
And it seemed like the other person had similar thoughts.
[…Good.]
Grumble.
The curtain of the hemisphere gradually becomes blurred as the effect of the magic wears off. In the middle of it all, the blood spirit lightly clenched its fists.
[Seu…hu…]
I didn’t memorize any special seals or spells.
I just looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and slowly breathed in and out.
‘You’re breathing?’
But just from that, Dallon felt something was wrong.
By nature, blood spirits are beings that do not need breathing.
Although it has a form similar to a human, what makes up its body is not flesh and blood, but a red energy created through black magic.
What does it mean that this body, which can also be called a half-spiritual body, has started breathing?
How far can necromancy, which controls the bodies and souls of the dead, extend its scope?
The moment when guesses and assumptions are mixed together to arrive at a vague answer.
“…Whew. Is this what it feels like?”
The blood spirit was in human flesh.
***
Shurrrrr…….
It looked like a sponge absorbing paint.
A sight where the burning red energy slowly subsides, revealing bare skin as if floating above the water.
The blood spirit’s skin had a heterogeneous appearance, with a dead blue texture without a trace of blood, and red magical light standing out like bloodshot feet.
Height is similar to or slightly taller than Dallon. The body is almost like skin and bones, with barely any flesh, let alone muscle.
“…It’s uncomfortable and unpleasant. It’s so frustrating because it’s full of restrictions. “Do humans live in this state from the time they are born until the day they die?”
The voice of the blood spirit in the flesh was no longer a voice, but a clear voice.
The man’s expression was ruthlessly crumpled as he shook his shoulders and turned his neck to see if it was a lie to say he was uncomfortable. However, the
level of power flowing out of it was much higher and more stable than when he wore a body with red energy.
It was the moment when the blood spirit that had been swinging the neck suddenly stopped and disappeared from its place.
Throw in!
The vomit rising as if a bomb exploded belatedly.
Kkwareung─!
The moment I heard the sound that exceeded the speed of sound, Daelen and the blood spirit had already exchanged swords more than ten times.
Let’s go!
The blood spirit swings the twin swords, which are smaller than before, without hesitation. Dallen also countered him, switching weapons and receiving attacks.
The clones who escaped the magic circle’s range and survived join again, and the dark clouds in the sky begin to spew out pillars of fire and thunder again.
However, this time, the blood spirit did not just suffer.
Deddudedddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd……!!
The earth suddenly shakes.
Soon, what appeared beyond the ridge of the snowy mountain was a huge tsunami of corpses.
Waves of bones, organs, limbs, and heads burning with blue naturalization begin to rush over the ridge and towards the place where Dallon and the blood spirit are.
“Do you know what divine authority is?”
The blood spirit spoke with its back to the waves of corpses.
Dallen didn’t answer. To be precise, there was no room for attachment.
Fight against each other! Kkwareung─!
Even though it was more vulnerable to physical resistance than when it was half-spirit, the speed and strength of the blood spirit were almost the same as before.
Rather, the density of magical power that melts with each sword strike has become larger and rougher, making attacks that could previously be easily avoided become no longer an easy task.
‘Are you replacing yourself with a human body and controlling your body through necromancy…!’
The father of all undead and the source of necromancy.
There was no other reason why Temomron was called the god of necromancers.
In this world, powerful necromancers can steal the bodies and souls of living people and turn them into dead people, omitting the process of death.
It is quite obvious who the source of this extremely cruel technique is.
Temomron decided to overcome the limitations of being a simple incarnation by converting it into a human body and controlling it through necromancy.
‘As the rate of assimilation into reality increases, the power of the black magic spell itself will increase explosively, but it will not be able to last for long as it assumes the death of the incarnation…!’
“You won’t be able to last long in this condition. I guess you think so. Right?”
“…!”
As if reading his thoughts, the blood spirit smiled and asked in the split second when their swords touched each other.
“You are right. “I won’t be able to last much longer.”
Coo coo coo coo…!!
At that time, a wave of skeletons and corpses that started from a distant ridge invaded the battlefield.
The wave, which should have worn away as it had traveled a long distance, had instead doubled in size.
“But didn’t you tell me? “You are so desirable as a sacrifice.”
Several of the nearby mountain peaks were already covered with corpses, and the frozen valleys were dripping with blood and ooze.
“You have to be able to take risks to get what you want. “God is no different.”
Before I knew it, the blood spirit was no longer visible.
Covering all directions were endless hills and valleys of corpses. There are only corpse giants that rise up together.
As I walk, my small bones rustle and break. Rotting intestines were sticky on the soles of my shoes.
[The sixth hierarchy can superimpose its own world on top of the world it is stepping on. The seventh hierarchy goes one step further.]
The voice of a blood spirit heard distantly from somewhere.
[After all, moving the world itself is a power that only God can have.]
Woo-woo…
Watching the corpse giants rising from all directions, Dallon realized that this place looked somewhat familiar.
“Right.”
A sight I saw only once beyond the monitor.
Playing as a necromancer character, Temomron’s territory was visited in person to gain greater power and magic.
“Is this your great hell?”
‘Land of the Dead’, one of the five hells of the evil gods.
What the blood spirit tried to do, even sacrificing its own body to necromancy, was to descend hell itself into this reality.
[Yes. I will capture you and offer my blood and soul as a sacrifice so that my true body can descend in its entirety on this earth.]
The blood spirit laughed. Just from that laugh, the smell that covered the ground became deadly and weighed down my body.
Indeed, if the Great Hell itself had descended, it would be possible for even blood spirits to generate power close to the true body, even if only temporarily.
[Or…if you are willing to obey my authority and serve me, it would be possible for us to conquer this world together.] The
hellish energy that was oppressing my entire body instantly fades.
Above the scene of hell, the voice of the evil spirit penetrated my ear like a soft whisper.
“Phew.”
Dallen sighed and raised his head. White steam flew out of my mouth.
Hemorrhage fiercely resists the poisonous energy of hell that penetrates the lungs and regenerates cellular tissue.
“I’ve received offers like that before.”
[Hmm?]
“And I was persuaded right away. “At that time, it was a time when we did not choose any means or methods.”
I swallow the gentle taste of blood in my throat and stare at the sky. The dark red storm clouds were slowly being consumed by the dull gray sky of the great hell.
A time when I was trying to clear it alone. There was a long time when I thought of NPCs as just frustrating idiots who followed an algorithm.
It was only at the end of hundreds of episodes that I realized that I could not overcome the apocalypse with my own strength.
The reason he has been trying to attract heroes ever since he fell into this world, even if it means putting a debt on their hearts, is because of his realization at that time.
[So you’re saying it’s not that desperate anymore?]
“No. “It’s more desperate than before.”
Dallon laughed softly at the mysterious voice of the blood spirit.
“But unlike back then, it’s not the end if I survive alone.”
This current fight is not an opportunity gained for nothing. This was possible thanks to the help and sacrifice of my colleagues.
Despite the hierarchy and the gap in time, Felber was holding on to the vampire count alone and was wasting time.
Lucia, Bjorn, Akasha, and Tommy are using their own powers to stop the numerous undead forces gathered on the ghost ship.
Thanks to the help of my colleagues, a situation was created where I could face the blood spirit one-on-one.
If we don’t win, we won’t be able to see them.
And even though hell is engulfing the entire mountainside, not all hope is lost yet.
Although we have not yet reached the 7th level miracle of directly controlling and moving the world.
The power that struck down one of the five great hells from the front still lurks beyond the sky.
“Tortanis.”
As the name of the holy sword was called, a ray of light split the dark clouds and fell.
Sigh!
Red thunderbolts were covered like a net on the blue body of the holy sword stuck on the ground.
Digjijiji─┴─┬──┬ The electricity
spreads out like a branch and twists the space.
After his battle with Xun in the north, Dallen delved into the power of a lightning magician whenever he trained alone for a long period of time.
At the time, it was a sea of lightning that was barely opened by borrowing the power of a being presumed to be the great ancestor.
Now that I have reached the full 6th rank, it has become possible to recreate the miracle of that time without anyone’s help.
Rumbling…
The dark clouds that had been consumed by hell were splitting left and right.
「The Sea of Thunder that Swallowed Hell」
The sea of Cheonoecheon appears beyond the dull sky.
“And bastard.”
Under the menacing light emitted by the five-colored thunderbolt, Dallon pulled out the holy sword from the ground and spoke.
“What kind of idiot would go out of his way to stab a traitor who has already stabbed him once?”
[Nothing….]
Chijik──┴─┴┬─
No answer.
In any case, the evil spirit of this world line does not know the past. It is just someone’s regret that cannot be remembered.
Didn’t I stand here to hear the answer directly from that person and to inherit the legacy he left behind?
Even if it is an inheritance that will only lead to regrets.
Maybe it’s a stain left by yourself and no one else.
‘If that’s the past I have to carry, I carry it with all my might and move on.’
The moment you make a decision.
「Red Spirit」
━━━━━┳┻┳┻┳┻
The red lightning that tore through the Palace of Destruction tore up the land of the dead who descended on the earth.
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