Infinite Mage - Chapter 987
Another space (1)
When dozens of people died in Chagall’s attack, those who remained hurriedly stopped walking.
There was a demon in the back and a demon in front that stabbed and killed anyone at random.
“Why why?”
As Chagall approached, they, who had been running for their lives, slowly backed away.
“Why are you killing us? “You too are human…!”
Before she could finish speaking, a rapid-fire sword stabbed the woman mercilessly in the abdomen.
“Aaaah!” At that moment, people clearly knew where to go.
“Run away!”
The fact that the man in front is much less human than the demon behind him.
“Keuuuu!”
Chagall bared his teeth and swung his arms wide, throwing the huge bundle into the sky.
The skin tore and hundreds of rapid-fire swords spun and poured down like rain.
Kicking off the ground and rushing forward, Chagall caught the falling dagger and began killing indiscriminately.
The port instantly turned into a sea of blood due to the blood spurting from those who had been stabbed with daggers.
“Kkkkkkkkk! “What a fun person you are!”
Even though the devil came from humans, it was pure evil that even Della had never experienced.
As she bent her lower body against the charging Chagall, steel saws emerged from her fingers.
The corners of the mouth were grotesquely torn, and the once beautiful face suddenly took on the appearance of a vicious beast.
Among the people who were too scared to move, Etella bit her lip.
‘Not yet yet.’
Chagall had reached the extreme of a level of slaughter that could not even be called technology.
Maybe it was a routine that had been established since La Enemy mocked his fate.
‘It’s not madness. Definitely some ability. Now there is no chance of winning in a head-to-head fight.’
While on the run, he fought seven times, and Chagall’s power grew stronger each time.
‘One chance.’
I had to take that opportunity even if it meant sacrificing all the people here.
“It’s pretty good!”
Even as Della and Chagall were circling the same place, demons and people were dying.
“How about this?”
As Della increased her speed, the body disappeared and the sound of a storm arose.
Chagall couldn’t even move at the speed where the moment seemed to last like eternity.
‘Hehe, it’s human anyway…
She, who was orbiting around the target, turned sharply and aimed at Chagall’s side.
‘I’ll play with it to my heart’s content.’
She pulled out her sharp nails to the limit and swung them, aiming for Chagall’s shoulder.
‘ uh?’
Chagall’s pupils moved sideways.
‘You saw me.’
As she quickly stopped the attack and was about to lean back, a vibrating sound was heard.
‘Huh?’
As Chagall’s two arms moved, the seesaw of time reversed and Della’s movement stopped.
Dozens of rapid fire swords, still falling like rain, moved simultaneously and dug into Della. Starting with the first hit on
the collarbone
, the blade of the rapid-fire sword penetrated every centimeter.
By the time Della’s face had transformed into that of a perfect devil, she had already been stabbed more than seventy times.
“Kyaaaaa!”
She staggered back, her eyes opened wide, and blood spurted out from all over her body.
“Huh oh oh!”
Chagall charged again.
I knew from experience that powerful demons would not disappear to this extent.
“100 million! 100 million! 100 million! 100 million! 100 million!”
I stabbed and stabbed and stabbed again.
Della, who was being attacked with half-opened eyes, suddenly witnessed a strange sight.
‘what?’
Around Chagall’s body, something that was not the color of reality was strangely swaying.
And the next moment, he started stabbing with a rapid-fire sword in the wrong direction, not at Della.
‘There’s nothing?’
But surprisingly, the blade of the rapid fire sword disappeared as if it had really stabbed something.
‘The other side of the world?’
It is killing existence in other spaces.
“Kkkkkkkkk! Cluck cluck!”
The reason I feel good even in the midst of extinction is because Chagall’s situation is not that different.
Della hugged Chagall.
“Poke as much as you can. Wait in hell Lima. “At that time, I will repay you hundreds of millions of times what you are now.”
Chagall turned her around without even pretending to listen.
And he continued to advance by stabbing her abdomen, which had no place to stab anymore.
The sensation of hands tearing through flesh.
It was only that brief moment of impact that moved Chagall like an obsessive-compulsive person.
Consciousness fades away.
‘Tia.’
The farther his consciousness went, the more the anguish that had tormented him in reality dispersed like smoke.
“Tia!”
The last rapid-fire sword that had been saved for one strike was plunged deep into Della’s forehead.
Her eyeballs pop out of their sockets with a crackling sound…
‘It’s time!’
Etella’s regime targeted Chagall’s flank.
When Chagall turned his head, his eyes were so cloudy and dark that he could not be considered human.
‘Master’s enemy.’ And now he
was also one of the six thousand enemies he had killed while
pursuing Etela .
Chagall, who had used up all his rapid-fire swords, swung his fist, but Etella was prepared.
After receiving a blow to the shoulder, she twisted her body and slammed a fist into her ribs.
“Keuuuu!”
Chagall’s face distorted, and Etella quickly withdrew her fist and attacked again.
‘one more time.’
If an interference wave could be created, even a master of the schema would have his internal organs torn apart.
“Kaaaa!”
As Chagall screamed and stretched his upper body, a strange light appeared in Etella’s eyes.
‘How could this…
Chagall was already holding a rapid-fire sword.
“Black!”
The attack was narrowly avoided, but dozens of daggers began to appear in the air.
‘Material embodiment?’
It’s not like that.
The feeling of anxiety I felt every time I clashed with Chagall had finally become tangible.
“Aaaah!”
The sight of blades rushing in with no time to dodge gave me goosebumps.
He tried his best to retreat, but Etella ended up getting hit in the thigh.
“Huh!”
As soon as I looked down at the blade on my thigh, a fountain of red blood spurted out.
She pulled out the shell of the rapid-fire sword with her hand and tightened her muscles to stop the bleeding.
“Tia.”
Every time Chagall took a step, there was a haze, teeth chattered, and numerous rapid-fire swords fell.
Even Etela didn’t know why.
However, one can only guess that Chagall completely believed that rapid-fire swords actually existed.
‘Is that possible? No matter how much you believe…
Etella realized.
“ah.”
Limits of perception.
Chagall was a person who had already experienced the overlap between virtuality and reality once through La Enemy.
Just as he believes that what he sees exists, for Chagall, the rapid-fire sword was like that.
‘It’s a big deal. ‘I can’t stop it now.’
The strategy that Etela came up with after seven battles was to wait for the rapid-fire sword to be used up.
But now the number of weapons was infinite.
“why?”
Etella shouted.
“What do you want? If you want to kill, you can kill. Why are you bothering me?”
Although the fight was fierce, Chagall never once felt like he had no chance.
“Because I hate you.”
When you realize that everything that happened in your life was just a dream.
“You are not Tia.”
What is left for humans?
“I will harass you. No, I will still torment you until you cry out in despair! continue! continue! forever!”
Everything was a lie.
When Chagall opened his eyes, the only person he could be angry at was Tia, Etella.
“I pity your life. But it has already reached the point where forgiveness is unforgivable. “They killed so many people.”
“not there yet.”
Chagall laughed bitterly.
“I will kill them all. “I killed and killed and killed again until I was the only one left in this world.”
When that time comes.
“I guess you can tell. What is real and what is false. “What was my life like?”
The fact that it wasn’t a lie was even more frightening.
“go. Go anywhere. Because I will chase after you. I will kill everything connected to you. “You will experience the same pain as me.”
Etella contemplated suicide.
If Chagall took his own life here, would he stop his senseless killing?
‘it is not so.’
Ending Chagall’s life with one’s own hands was the only way for the Master and the victims and humanity.
While the two people glared at each other, the few people who could not escape slowly stood up.
With just that brief movement, Chagall’s hand moved and the rapid-fire sword pierced the back of everyone’s head.
“Kkkkkk. “Kkkkkkk.”
The scenery was distorted again around Chagall, who was shaking his shoulders in a staggering posture.
Landscapes and colors that are not of this world, and the faint screams of the dead.
Etella’s eyes sparkled.
‘I see.’
The borderline between delusion and reality Chagall was already neither dead nor alive.
Etella, who was glaring fiercely at Chagall, turned around and quickly left the port.
‘This is the last time.’
The idea was not to run away, but to risk everything and make a deal with Chagall.
‘Don’t worry, Master.’
Etella’s eyes, realizing her mission, burned powerfully with good will unlike before.
The chase, which lasted all night, ended in the morning.
At the top of the Ardos Mountains, Etela knelt neatly and fell into meditation.
The refreshing sound of birds singing suddenly disappeared, and a tremendous evil energy was felt.
When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw Chagall coming up in a shimmering haze that had become even bigger than the night.
“You must be mistaken.”
A translucent devil’s face appeared intermittently overlapping Chagall’s face as he spoke.
“Isn’t this the method we used before? “If you hide in a place where there are no people, you will only die.”
“I went to so many places to avoid you.”
The endless falling down to fight evil flashed by like a flash of light.
“The beast’s cage, the brothel, the sewer…. The light of the soul has gone out and the body has become dirty. “The Etela you were after in the beginning is no longer there.”
Chagall’s brow furrowed.
“What are you talking about?”
“I was disgusted with myself for losing my good will in my drive for revenge, but now I realize it.”
Etella smiled.
“The true meaning of what Master said. sacrifice. “The courage to embrace evil.”
“Kill it.”
Etella was no longer afraid.
“You don’t have to chase me anymore. Because…
He just smiled softly and opened his arms towards Chagall, who was approaching him with great strides.
“I forgive you.”
“Aaaah!”
Chagall defeated Etella.
“shut up! Don’t talk nonsense! die!”
Etella didn’t even move even as her fists were swinging wildly.
‘It’s a sacrifice, Master.’ As she waited for the end of her life, she saw Chagall half-turned into a demon before her eyes.
“why! What are you! “What kind of person are you!” Tia.
In a half-conscious state, he bit Etella’s neck and made an animal sound.
“Crumbling! “Crumbling!”
Etella hugged Chagall’s back, which was moving with animalistic desire, with both arms.
‘I won’t miss it.’
By transgressing good, evil became greatest.
In this way, good and evil amplify each other, creating extreme emotions that humans cannot reach…
“Aaaah!”
Eventually, the scenery changed horribly and the person began to fall into hell in a state of life and death.
Last moment in reality.
Etella, who was looking up at the sky over Chagall’s shoulder, parted her dry lips.
‘Ah?…’
I saw a sky filled with clouds of fire.
‘The other side of the world.’
It was a purification system for the soul that contained emotions that could not be processed in reality.