My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 93

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[Hoo- This is unexpected income.]

The inheritance was not a material thing such as any wealth or magic tools.

The first Immortal King turned half of the continent into a land of death, and the second destroyed an empire.

It was a feat that no matter how strong he was, he could not have accomplished it alone.

‘Of course there must have been subordinates following him.’

In the first place, there was no way he could have conquered the continent on his own.

It would have been possible because there were people assisting him with advanced thinking, rather than simple undead following orders.

‘An immortal army that took the lead in conquering the continent according to the will of the Immortal King.’

They were the ones who once turned half of the continent into a land of death, a legacy left behind by the Immortal King to future generations.

Due to their nature, their power had no choice but to become stronger as the war continued.

The soldiers who fought valiantly against the endless army of corpses became part of them after they died.

Naturally, the leadership of the continent, including the main religious order, chose to organize a death squad and directly target the head, and in the end, after countless sacrifices, the operation was successful.

It is the same in both cases when the Immortal King calls out.

‘I guess you can say that the continent’s potential is that great. Even though the second generation paid great attention to their own safety in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of their predecessors, they suffered.’

So, the scale of damage suffered by the continent itself was two generations less, but the number of strong people sacrificed to overcome the executives protecting the Immortal King was much higher.

‘Anyway, in the end, the army under the Immortal King collapsed.’

What was important here was their whereabouts.

Most of them were subjugated by the angry continental people, but there were quite a few who escaped at the discretion of the person leading the unit.

There were times when I would blindly hide in a remote area or create a dungeon and stay there.

And the method chosen by many of them is….

‘Sealing oneself on the border with the abyss.’

Not on the ground or in the abyss, but somewhere along the border.

It was a dimensional gap, drifting meaninglessly in unobservable time.

At the time, the dimensional wall was weakened by countless scratches all over the world, and because they were undead, that method was the safest and most uncertain method.

I was able to avoid it from the continental people, but there was no guarantee when I would wake up.

They would have slept like that forever until the next immortal king was born and brought them out.

‘But who happened to open the abyss?’

It didn’t just weaken the wall, it completely created a hole.

[Ah—I can feel it. They are asleep on the edge. Even on earth… quite a bit remains.]

What was left behind by the previous immortal king’s thoughts was not just simple information.

To put it bluntly, it was closer to handing over the original contract.

If I had been devoured by the heart from the beginning and had become one with them, I would have realized it naturally, but I only learned it now after blocking it at the source.

‘I wish I knew by now. Even if I knew in advance anyway, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything until the abyss opened.’

It’s not a good thing that the abyss has opened, but now that it’s open, shouldn’t we take care of everything we can?

[…It took a long time, so I don’t know if there are still any of them left.]

It’s a Great Law that has had such an impact on the continent, but I’m sure he wasn’t the only one who noticed it.

Those who did it probably knew that fact best, so they probably left the place as soon as they achieved their goal.

‘But that doesn’t mean I can’t avoid going.’

First, Hans needed to check the scene for himself.

He concentrated on the spot and traced the flow of energy again.

It seemed like the ritual was over, and he didn’t feel the violent movement like before…

but it was a problem that didn’t matter to him.

Huuuung—

an enormous amount of dark magic that gathers in an instant and is arranged according to Hans’ will.

The mystery thus constructed became a thick darkness that enveloped his body.

[I hope there is still something left.]

Hans, the Immortal King, headed to the southern part of the continent.

***

Basement of the Great Temple of Picaol where the Holy Sword was sealed.

Squeak—

peasy—!

‘But it’s still like this. ‘Shouldn’t it end once the holy sword is drawn?’

For some reason, the pain burning Heinrich’s grip and the sparks running through his body continued without end.

He still held the holy sword in his hand tightly and gazed quietly at the churning abyss.

If it were someone else who didn’t know what was going on outside, he would have been taken aback by this sudden situation, but he had already grasped the situation and was thinking about a response.

‘I think I’m affected by the abyss that opened this time.’

It may be that the seal was weakened as the holy sword was removed by him.

When the saint said, ‘The Great Temple is enough,’ she probably did not take into account the current situation where the abyss has opened.

Then the simplest solution would be to insert the holy sword into the abyss again.

Chiik…

At that time, the sound that continued to resonate from my palm slowly began to stop.

The energy of the Holy Sword, which had been violently moving around inside my body and breaking things here and there, had suddenly calmed down.

《The entity has met the conditions and achieved enlightenment. Acquire the special skill 「Blessing: Holy Sword」.》

When I slowly opened both hands that were holding the handle, I saw the stigmata of the main church symbol engraved on my palms like a brand.

‘The energy that came into my body has settled down stably. I guess it wasn’t just a test, but a process of fully accepting the Holy Sword?’

Heinrich continued to watch out for the abyss and looked at “Blessing: Holy Sword.”

‘Not only can you strengthen your attack power and body with the energy of the holy sword, but you can also change shape freely, and the stigmata on your palm even have a subspace function?’

There was no need to mention its quality as a weapon and its ability to amplify divine power.

It can truly be said to be the highest quality weapon available that no magic tool can compete with.

You can’t even find these items anywhere.

But there was no way he would give up the holy sword and go out just because of such a small abyss!

‘There is no way. What came into my hands is already mine.’

In the first place, he had come to retrieve the holy sword at the saint’s order.

I didn’t even consider the option of giving up on this from the beginning.

Plus, there’s a barrier in the Great Hall, so an abyss like that can’t have any special effect…

Gulp! Gulp~!

At that moment, the abyss suddenly begins to shake violently.

Even though the surrounding barrier continued to emit light, its size had increased slightly compared to before.

And finally…

Phuwak—!

Something jumped out of the abyss.

It’s so hard!

At the same time, pure white lightning from the surrounding barrier attacked it.

Following this, numerous sacred barriers began to activate simultaneously.

‘After all, the main church can’t be that lax. Everything was prepared. But that…’

In the bouncing white light, an arm sticking out of the abyss continued to wriggle under the successive attacks.

[Keuuuu—what is this? Of course, in a place like this!]

A sound like scraping metal rang out from a hole in the abyss.

‘huh?’

It felt somewhat familiar.

[Off… Dirty religious bastards. But I can’t give up like this!]

Pwow!

The other hand popped out as if tearing open an abyss.

The attack became more intense, but the guy didn’t stop, even though his arms were shaking.

[Huh… Now that I’m back…]

Eventually, my upper body slowly started to rise.

He also had an appearance that was very familiar to Heinrich.

Until just now, I was fighting with him.

‘Acrich from the third trial?’

In fact, even though it looks like nothing but tattered robes and bones, it still has a feeling, doesn’t it?

In addition, he now had new information obtained through an unexpected situation.

The results of Hans’ analysis based on Heinrich’s observations emerged immediately.

‘He was in the immortal king’s personal guard, Dwell McCain.’

This guy was one of the bodyguards that the previous Immortal King had stationed around him to prepare for the death squad.

He was ranked roughly in the top 50, and was more talented at commanding troops than fighting against people, so rather than fighting on his own, he used a large number of undead to keep the army in check.

[Get out of here somehow… huh?]

At that time, Acrich Dwell, who was crawling out of the hole, met Heinrich’s eyes.

“…….”

[……..]

After a moment of silence.

Dwell, who made eye contact with him, slowly turned his head, looked around, and began to look Heinrich up and down again.

The interior is filled with the patterns and prayers of the main religious order, and the space exudes a pious energy.

The pressure of the sacred barrier pounding on his body nonstop… and

even the hero quietly looking down at him while holding the holy sword right in front of him.

There was no way he wouldn’t recognize the sword that was like the symbol of that hero.

How many of our colleagues were cut off by that and will forget that?

In the end, even the immortal king he followed fell to that sword and had no choice but to hide himself and hide himself.

To make a promise for the future.

however.

Just as he was about to seize the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time and escape from the border, he encountered what appeared to be a hero of the time.

[…a case like this….]

It was a situation where he had no choice but to curse.

While Dwell was unable to do this or that, Heinrich was quietly looking at him and organizing his thoughts.

‘Did he drift across the border and be sucked up by the opening of the abyss? The reason he appeared in the trial was because the Holy Sword read the information about the guy who was floating around in a nearby phase?’

Moreover, the guy’s situation was terrible.

It’s good that we escaped the boundary naturally, but we ended up in the middle of the Great Hall where the Holy Sword was sealed.

No matter how lucky you were to escape this place, you would have been destroyed before you could even take a single step outside the Great Temple.

Daesinjeon was such a place from the beginning.

[Sigh… Damn it! Why doesn’t this go in…]

At that time, Dwell, who noticed Heinrich’s notice, quickly tried to go back into the hole and let out a frustrated sigh.

They decided that the situation was not good and chose to be sealed again, but even that failed.

Due to the force of being forcibly pulled up from below, the passage he came out of had already become a one-way street.

Now I am truly stranded.

‘It’s a pity, but we’ll have to deal with it here.’

It was a waste to deal with him like this because he could have been Hans’ subordinate, but there was nothing we could do in the current situation.

Even if you let him live as you wish, you will not be able to escape this place anyway and will be dealt with, so it was better to end it with your own hands.

‘hmm? ‘What about that?’

Just as Heinrich was grabbing the holy sword to deal with the bastard, something familiar caught his eye between Acrich’s robes.

I’ve already seen that once.

It was the source of the Acrich he had once destroyed.

‘Well, he probably summoned the source, took care of it, and then hid in the border. Otherwise there is no point in hiding. … Wait a minute, if that’s there….’

When I saw that, a good idea suddenly occurred to me.

Heinrich approached the bastard with a meaningful smile and slowly raised his sword.

With the blessing of ‘increase’, divine power like a thunderstorm rushed into the holy sword, and the blessings of the ‘light sword’ and ‘holy sword’ combined, giving the sword body a brilliant golden light.

and.

He rushed at Dwell and swung his sword.

[Cursed slave of the Lord…! Do you think I’ll end up this easily?]

Of course, there was no way he was just going to suffer, and dark magic emanated from his body, but the situation was very different from the ordeal.

It’s shaky—!

Because it is the center of the great temple, he cannot summon the undead, and the energy of the sacred barrier rushes in from all directions and bites him non-stop.

Heinrich, who had just been released from the seal and was not in good shape, and who had obtained the Holy Sword, cut down the black magic he had already dealt with like radish…

[…Whoops! Damn…damn—!]

In the end, it was unable to resist much and was burned by the sacred flames, turning it into a pile of ashes.

Leaving only one source behind.

“Let’s see…”

Heinrich walked slowly and picked up the source of smoke lying on the floor.

If we leave it like this, rather than being revived, it will naturally be destroyed by the power of this space.

Ugh…

that wasn’t what Heinrich had hoped for.

He recalled his newly acquired knowledge and raised his divine power.

And after using the “Auterica Holy Technique” by applying the sacred power management technique included in the “Logia Holy Fighting Technique”—.

‘…done. As expected, the seniors are amazing.’

As it was, the source of Acrich was able to be ‘sealed’.

It was thanks to using the know-how of the “Logia Holy Fighting Method” to deal with beings that could not be killed right away.

Heinrich looked at the source, which was solidly crystallized and did not shed a single drop of dark magic, and put it into the ‘stigmata’ of his palm.

‘It’s not that bulky, but you can’t just fit a holy sword in this subspace. It would be a good gift for Hans.’

How affection blossoms in gifts that come and go.

Heinrich smiled happily and nodded slightly.

The fact that both of them were themselves wasn’t important right now.

Because it was a matter of mood.