Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 265

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Implicit Sun Moonlight (3)

Under the celestial sphere where the stars move slowly. The silence didn’t last long.

“Those eyes… gasp!”

The moment the blond young man opened his mouth to say something, a spear flew from behind and pierced his back plate.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk……!”

A young man coughing up blood and clutching the spear sticking out of his chest.

Even though his face is contorted in pain, the smile on his face cannot be erased.

Soon, another spear flew by. This time it was the head.

Kwasik—!

A head that goes beyond being pierced and gets smashed like a watermelon. It was a fragment of a skull, and the red and white lumps inside were falling out.

“Grandma! Are you hurt? are you okay?”

Behind a body lying down with its head missing. A blond young man shouted and came running in a huff.

“I suddenly lost connection with my clone and wondered what was going on…!”

A young man repeatedly hits a headless body with a spear as if he is confirming the death.

The face bore an uncanny resemblance to the face of the corpse that had been hit and smashed by a spear moments ago.

“It’s already dead, Eberron. “It’s not very nice to see people mutilating the body of their own alter ego.”

“But wasn’t Enaxagus possessing him? “I wonder what kind of trick that bastard will use…!”

“Your clone isn’t strong enough to use tricks. “It looks like you neglected your training.”

A girl covers her mouth with one hand and laughs. The blond young man, Eberron Raktala, furrowed his brows at that relaxed attitude.

“shit. If it wasn’t a big deal, I would have been so excited for no reason. I also thought the old lady was almost assassinated. “I’m already busy collecting clones.”

“Am I much stronger than Eberron to be assassinated in my own backyard?”

“…….”

“all right. “It’s a joke. It’s a joke.”

Eberron silently wipes the blood off the spear. There was a lot of fatigue on his face that you don’t normally see.

It was something that could not be helped. The situation on the continent was getting worse day by day, and the Diamond Palace could not just sit back and do nothing.

While preparing for war by moving the families, the transcendentals prepared for unexpected situations in their own way.

Eberron was living in a world where the clones scattered across the continent were gathered in one place, while at the same time being buried in a sudden increase in administrative work.

The original workload has increased dozens of times, so much so that even ten bodies are literally not enough.

“Anyway, it was my mistake. An evil spirit is possessing the alter ego of a warlock who was made into a betrayer. Even though he was a cult member serving Enaxagus, I thought he was managed thoroughly…”

“I’m curious about that too.”

The girl nodded. She slowly sat cross-legged.

“According to the stories of the stars, his true body still remains in the Interstellar Throne. It has the power to push my consciousness under the celestial sphere without the true body descending on the continent…” A

body floating in a sitting position.

As if white hair had been struck by the wind, the heavenly sphere, which had been spinning slowly and scattering without order, began to gradually increase its speed.

“Could it be that his power grew bigger in some way? Or has another variable occurred that we could not have predicted?”

The girl’s eyes turned to the sky. Eberron took a step back.

A rapidly rotating celestial sphere. Stars that follow incomprehensible trajectories.

The strange colors of the celestial sphere were overlaid over the girl’s vitreous body. White eyes flashed like a flash between darkness and light.

After taking a deep breath, the girl’s cheers rang out.

[The empire was divided and the status of the pantheon fell. The altar of the blood spirit was destroyed, and the residents who were subject to the blood spirit began to escape the cursed land.]

A sound that profoundly eroded the space.

A voice whose pitch and speed are perfectly consistent, making it feel like an inanimate object.

Aliat’s white eye understands the movement of the stars and looks down on the river of fate.

It was a moment when those eyes, which read the past and present and even manipulate the timeline, looked ahead to turning points that had not yet arrived.

[The contract made by the first Feather Witch with the dragon has been completed. The ancient fire dragon that lost its name was given a new name and destiny. The evil god of plague and distortion is crossing the sea toward the Three Kingdoms, and a new evil has emerged from the depths of the labyrinth…]

The battle has come to an end.

Silence filled the cavity in an instant.

Eberron shuddered his shoulders without realizing it. Although he had been to the scene of prophecy several times, it was a phenomenon he had never seen before.

[…The two evil spirits have disappeared.]

“What?”

[The stars of Sun and the Dragon God have lost their light.]

Lips trembling slightly, unable to take their eyes off the celestial sphere.

The girl’s eyes kept blinking as if she couldn’t believe it.

[Evil eats evil, and evil that has never existed before rises from the bottomless pit. The Great Dragon Hall has disappeared. Dallen was the one who broke the Dragon God’s neck. Who is that man….]

“…….”

[The river of fate has already flowed uncontrollably. Because it overflowed, it completely lost its original flow.]

Shake it off.

The girl’s floating body fell to the floor.

White hair that is disheveled and hanging down like a tree. Eberron ran to her after a month and helped her as she was about to fall.

“Ha, grandma… then are we doomed?”

“It’s ruined. Quite the contrary.”

The girl smiled through her scattered hair. It was a childlike smile that matched his young appearance.

“The future is not closed. The end is no longer inevitable.”

“…….”

“For the first time, there is hope on this continent, Eberron.”

The seer said with a face full of joy.

“Prepare for war.”

***

Monsters being able to talk is not as rare as you might think.

The tribal leader of the gnoll tribe that Daelen had disbanded when he first went down to the labyrinth also knew how to speak the common human language, albeit vaguely.

The intelligence that develops rapidly thanks to the blessings of evil spirits sometimes surpasses the level of the average human.

Therefore, the context behind it was much more important than the incident where the frogman came out of nowhere and asked for help.

“Could it be a trap to catch us off guard? Or did you really want help?”

Lucia tilted her head as she looked down at the frog’s head that had been split in half.

“well. “I have to find out about that from now on.”

“…Your head was split open by the ax that Dallan threw?”

“Isn’t it enough to just make them open their mouths even if they are upset?”

I put necromancy there to use it. Dallon took out a dagger from his chest.

A red dagger with a strange energy. It was a blood-red ceremonial dagger, a tool used by high-ranking warlocks.

simplicity and honesty!

A ceremonial dagger is inserted into a half-headed corpse.

As soon as the bloody sword body got stuck in the cooling body, it greedily tried to devour the soul.

Just as the dagger was about to absorb the soul, Dallon made a light hand sign with his empty hand.

The moment I snapped my fingers, the soul that had been sucked into the sword body was pulled out and took shape.

A pale, frog-headed human figure. It was the spirit form of Frogman.

[What? Ugrrr?]

“Hey. “I have something to ask you.”

[This human!]

“Yes. The human you asked for help….”

[Axe! Flash! Betrayal…kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

!

The frogman rolls his eyes and screams without thinking of answering. At that moment, a chain appeared in the air and wrapped around the spirit body’s neck.

Frogman closed his mouth tightly against the cool chill. At that time, a voice came from inside the passage of subspace.

[Is this little frog talking carelessly? Master, I will take care of this guy!]

It was the immortal demon Arbor.

The devil crawled out of the hole in subspace with a body like a piece of rice cake, whining, and began interrogating the spirit body by beating it mercilessly.

Arbor, who absorbed several more demonic essences during the Northern War, recovered several more powers that were previously the powers of the tree, in addition to the chains of Calchas.

A type of power that can inflict effective damage on most physical targets as well as spiritual bodies.

[Can’t you open your mouth right now? I’ll pickle him with a curse!]

[Geez! Rumble!]

The sight of a pudgy demon crushing a two-meter-long giant spirit body into a pile of fireballs and chains.

Dallen crossed his arms and watched with interest. Felber came next to him, fiddling with his beard.

“When did your demon start to become so active?”

“…I don’t know. “I think it was around the time we fought the terrestrial dragon.”

“I heard that you are not really a devil. Lucia said that the devil is the Tree of Heaven that appears occasionally in mythology.”

A tree in Yeokcheon with its base cut off. A transcendent being whose roots extend across all world lines.

The god of war was talked about as if he was quite an important being, but considering that he was used like a piece of cake, it seemed like there was no need to treat him delicately.

Anyway, it’s not urgent right now, so you can figure it out gradually. After gathering his thoughts, he pulled out the ax from his belt.

“hey. “Go there.”

[Oh no. If I do a little more, it will blow…]

“Just finish it. “I think I know why you asked me for help.”

Boom….

The moment the words ended, the ground shook. The group’s heads turned at the same time.

The source of the vibration was inside the maze-like crack. As I watched it get closer and closer, it was clear that it was coming this way.

“Dallen. Those…”

“They are monsters. “Those are the ones who should be in the depths of the labyrinth.”

In fact, they are close to the devil. After hearing those additional words, Lucia immediately pulled out her sword.

“…The stairs in Daelan’s Labyrinth are strictly separated. “This cannot happen.”

Bjorn muttered as he took out a bunch of bombs. It was definitely a strange thing.

The fact that those who were supposed to be in the depths of the labyrinth came up to the surface was something that had never happened in hundreds of episodes.

Dallen replied, scratching the side of his head with the handle of his axe.

“Just deal with it and think about it.”

***

Boom. thud. thud. thud.

A harsh vibration that shakes the earth. The beat gets faster and the sound gets stronger.

A cloud of hazy dust covers the bottom of the valley, and a huge horn appears through it.

Kuoooooo!

Its appearance resembled a giant rhino.

Of course, its size was a world away from an ordinary rhino.

A height of just tens of meters. A mass so massive that it creates an earthquake-like sound with every step.

Its three-pronged horn was large enough to pierce a building without difficulty, and its entire body was surrounded by purple electricity and flashed.

‘It’s a monster roughly called a purple triceratops. ‘He’s the one who has to go down to the 5th floor of the labyrinth to come out.’

Monsters from the depths of the labyrinth.

A being that possesses power comparable to that of the devil, yet is enslaved to the labyrinth and never escapes.

Those who followed were all monsters with fighting power comparable to that of the devils living on the 4th or 5th floor of the labyrinth.

Whilick.

I turn the ax once in my hand and run away. Once they were released, it was right to stop them.

Now that the headquarters had collapsed, this was the last chance to stop them. During the Dragon God’s invasion of the Holy Knights, part of the barrier protecting the top of the rift was broken.

There is no answer when the monsters from the depths of the labyrinth start to run riot in the already chaotic situation on the continent.

At least we should have some time to prepare for the final war. The moment I thought that, a huge silhouette burst through the ranks of monsters.

Gooooooo!

The large body that suddenly jumped out ahead of the rhino was a bull-headed giant.

At first glance, it looks like a common Minotaur, but it is a giant species that is well over 10 meters tall.

The guy swung the ax down. It was a large stone ax made from a whole tree.

Coooooo!

I twist my body and narrowly avoid it. A body floating from the impact of hitting the ground.

I leave my body to the vortex of the wind that follows the ax’s path and think in the infinitely stretched out time.

‘What I gained while fighting the Dragon God was not just the abilities and skills inherited from the corpse.’

A battlefield where hell and realm collide.

A fight on equal terms between worlds.

How many times have you let go of death that was right in front of your eyes in hundreds of battles that split a split second?

I achieved victory with the power of the three dragons, but would I have been able to defeat him without their help?

Dallen couldn’t be sure. Because of that, it felt more urgent.

What was important in the final fight was not simply the extent of the territory or the scale of power.

Rather, it is the ability of the original body to control this rampaging potential of the body and mind as desired.

Tadat –

Surrendering your body to the refluxing wind, you climb onto the guy’s wrist without using any effort. Shaking off distracting thoughts, I run straight onto my forearms.

Hoemyeong, who has been using it as a mobile device for eating, also does not use the stepping stone that allows him to walk in the air as he wants.

All minds are completely focused on the body. Just like when I was a mercenary who first landed on this continent and took over an inhuman body and had to adapt for two years.

Sgak!

He swings the ax towards his left hand, which is trying to shake it off his arm, and throws himself through the severed fingers.

Grrrr!

Before I knew it, the Minotaur’s head was right in front of me.

It howls and grabs its long beard to avoid the horns hitting it. It bounces its body like a swing and spins around its neck.

The moment Dallen let go of his beard and naturally fell to the ground, dark red blood spurted out from above his head.

The rounded neck fell off and the dozens of meters long Minotaur body collapsed.

Kuung-

“Next.”