Overpowered Sword - Chapter 219
Overpowered Sword Chapter 219
Level up with swords (219)
[It was dangerous. It was a good decision.]
‘That’s right. I don’t know why I did that, but my life was saved.’
It is a meticulous and cunning operation.
After installing a magic that detects intruders and traps them throughout the secret passage, after confirming the activation of the magic, the secret passage is swept away with Apophis.
For Apophis, who was an Aura Master, brave, and at full strength, it was fortunate that even one of his lives was saved.
“Hero! “You saw that in the desert a little while ago, right?”
Karen, whose complexion was just as pale, asked a question.
Leon agreed to those words and breathed a sigh of relief.
“that’s right. “This time it was not a body but a host.”
“…We almost died without knowing anything.”
“It was close.”
Even the evil cult is not manipulating that great being at will. Perhaps they were giving a conditional order like ‘eat up anything that’s causing trouble underground’.
‘I can’t use the secret passage anymore.’
Even Leon didn’t have the courage to use the passage where something like Apophis roamed twice. If you don’t sense it quickly like this time, only those who can cut through space will barely be able to survive.
Anything else would melt into blood in Apophis’ stomach.
Leon, who has finally regained his composure by scrapping his plan to use the secret passage to escape, is about to get up.
“…Hero.”
“Cardinal Anna? “Why are you doing this?”
Anna, who had not lost her calm and fragile expression until now, pointed somewhere with a trembling finger.
His eyes naturally followed the point.
and.
“――――.”
I saw hell spreading all over the place.
[…I don’t mind closing my eyes just this time. I admit it.]
El Cid said.
Even though he taught that a warrior should never turn his eyes away from tragedy and cannot back down when faced with evil intentions, he said that it was okay to turn away for now.
It was that terrible.
It was that cruel.
Even the Seongcheolsaegi Knights, whose bodies and minds were trained like steel, could not hold back their nausea, so they covered their mouths or squeezed anything they could get their hands on to vomit out the contents of their stomachs.
Even Karen, who once roamed the slums, froze with her eyes wide open.
If it was a being that still had human emotions, it had no choice but to do so.
‘—–What is this?’
With his eyes desperately fixed on the front, Leon turned his stiff neck and looked around.
There was death there.
There was despair there.
There was lament there.
There wasn’t a single bit of positive part of life, and only the negative part remained and overflowed. It was a cityscape decorated with things that were not people, but people.
Why? When Leon saw the hideous devastation, one word came to mind.
‘Objet.’
It was clear that this was not a matter of destroying and killing him with his own hands, but was a desecration of his life with malice deep down in his bones.
There was a jar with parents and children chopped into one lump.
There was a brother’s head decorated as if it were a flower arrangement.
Wreaths of flesh woven from the limbs of an unknown number of people were placed on top of a mountain of corpses.
The murals painted throughout the building were all painted with blood and brains, and the wrinkled leather of the ‘things’ used as materials was neat and tidy like freshly washed clothes.
This was a literal hell.
[Leon.]
He could not answer El Cid’s call.
This was because the head rolling under his feet was so small that I was able to roughly guess his age.
[Leon?]
It was the same the second time.
The anger boiling in my head was overflowing, burning even El Cid’s voice. Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face and my vision was blurring, and I was gritting my molars.
I can’t forgive.
No matter what the circumstances, these guys should not be tolerated.
[Leon!]
Only then did Leon, who came to his senses, blink his eyes.
“El Cid?”
[I lost my mind. Please understand. Even in my lifetime, I have only experienced seeing this kind of thing a few times.]
El Cid’s cold tone of voice woke him up.
There is nothing we can do about the disaster that has already occurred. It was the warrior’s job to think about what happened next and save those who were still alive.
Now, let’s understand the situation first.
Leon blinked his stinging eyes as he continued to look around the area. Is it because I jumped out before reaching the bottom of the fountain? The area around the hole where the group escaped was on the outskirts of the city, a considerable distance away from the city center.
‘Is there any vital reaction?’
I knew that would happen, but my shoulders feel even heavier.
It wasn’t just around here.
In the entire space that Leon’s sensory sphere could see, there was not a single life reaction other than theirs. Death was rampant, cruel and equal, regardless of age or gender.
[It seems like a type of human sacrifice, but I’m not sure because it’s a foreign method I’ve never seen before.]
‘Human sacrifice?! ‘This disgusting thing?’
It was nothing like what I had seen in Blaine.
Those who were preparing for ‘Swallow the City’ efficiently extracted human flesh, blood and life and used them as components of the magic circle. That was also an unforgivable act, but what I saw here was the will to desecrate life to no end.
I don’t know who he is, but the person who led this human sacrifice must be a monster whose soul has been distorted from the depths of his being.
[I see that I can’t feel any residual thoughts… I guess all of my soul was pulled out and offered as a sacrifice. Even if each soul is close to worthless, if you hand over 10,000 units, the story is a little different.] What
they should think about was not the cruelty of this tragedy or the evil of the original culprit.
Human sacrifice always had a purpose.
What did the evil cult hope for and gain from this ritual?
If you don’t figure it out, you’ll be allowing yourself a fatal move.
“…Shit.”
It was then.
Regardless of who was first, the masters turned in one direction.
“――I’m sorry for the poor hospitality. Until recently, it was a city worth seeing.”
The low voice and swelling presence make them feel the power of the monster approaching them step by step.
It was a sight I had encountered once.
A handsome young man who does not look like a human being, with both his hair and eyes shining blood-red. Necator of Destruction, the second most powerful and dangerous monster in the evil church after the Archbishop.
The cardinals who recognized him swallowed their saliva without realizing it.
“Destroyer.”
“As expected, he remained in the base…!”
Just as there were no people who knew the evil cult better than the Holy Church, the other party was the same.
Necator, recognizing the two cardinals, waved his hand.
“Anna and Dominic? It’s not a good combination. “It would have been better if Irexana came, but is it okay for you guys?”
Necator jumped from the bell tower and landed on the street, which was littered with corpses and blood.
Then he muttered with a look on his face that seemed to have lost his appetite.
“Oh, I hate it, I hate it. It’s smelly and dirty. Was it necessary to kill him like this? “Even though we are brothers, I don’t understand that way of thinking.”
“Necator.”
“Hmm? “Did you call me by any chance?”
Necator, delighted by Leon’s voice, turned to him.
The cardinals wanted to stop the warrior from talking directly with ‘Exorcist’, but when they saw his eyes, they took a step back.
The eyes, colored with divine light, were burning.
“What do you think of this sight?”
“How?”
“Everything alive will die someday. Life and death are ultimately cyclical, so there is no right or wrong in the phenomenon itself. But it’s not meaningless.”
Necator said a moment ago. ‘I don’t understand.’
So, can you understand Leon’s words?
“But what significance does this death have for the massacre? Why did you participate in this behavior when even you, who could be considered a colleague, said ‘I don’t understand’?! “Why do you guys live like that!”
As he continued speaking, Leon’s voice grew more heated and soon became like a blood-boiling sound.
This is a question that every good person would have at least once.
Why do you commit sin?
Why do you do evil?
Why do we, like everyone else, join in the path of escaping human righteousness with a body that is suffering from suffering? do.
“well? Why?”
Necator spoke in a frivolous voice despite facing the heat.
“My thoughts are a little different from yours. “I think it’s natural that you don’t understand.”
“Of course?”
“I am not you and you are not me. In that case, there are bound to be parts that we do not understand and cannot sympathize with.”
It was indeed a natural story.
The same was true for my parents and siblings. Even friends who were trustworthy enough to entrust their lives to each other couldn’t possibly see into each other’s hearts.
So, people embrace the unknown with faith and try to understand others with magnanimity and tolerance.
“It’s pointless.”
Necator declared.
“You just said that life and death have meaning even if there is no right or wrong, but I disagree. Either way is pointless. That judgment is arbitrary and self-righteous. Because to me, life is nothing more than something you stop living when you are born.”
“Even your own life is meaningless?”
“Well, that’s right. They fight because it’s fun, and they kill because it’s fun. “The only place that accepts me is this group of crazy people, so I’m staying there, so expecting an ideological debate from me will only be troublesome.”
“So,” said Necator, grinning.
“It’s a simple story. I want to fight and you guys don’t like me. “Do I need to talk more?”
“…you.”
Unable to hold back the disgust boiling in his stomach, Leon fired a single word at that pure evil.
“You weren’t supposed to be born as a human.”
“I agree. “That’s how well we agree with each other.”
Despite his insults, Necator actually smiled.
I think so too.
He revealed his teeth with a look in his eyes that was closer to that of an animal than that of a human. Then, he lifted both palms and clashed them together as if clapping.
“Come and see! End my meaningless life!”
Was Necator’s declaration of war the signal?
At the same time, from the bottom of the Sisan Blood Sea, believer-level members of the evil sect began to appear.
Next to the preacher, the rank in charge of the main power level of the evil sect.
Not only them, but there were also one or two missionaries.
ɣɖɢŭɕɕɱʊɕ!
ɢŭɮɖɢŭɕɕɯʗʘ!
ɣɖɢŭɮɯʗʘʙʚ!
An indescribable incantation, as if entering the ear canal and scraping out the brain, echoes from all directions.
A magic spell that destroys reason and instills madness.
In response, the Seongcheolsae Knights opened their mouths to be outdone.
AHHHH―AHHHHH――!!
It was “Chant.”
Without a single word of lyrics, the melody composed of harmony by pouring out one’s own voice swirled with divine power. As both the profane spells and the low-level foreign magic were destroyed, the low-level foreign magicians were left floundering, not knowing what to do.
The power of the choir, not just one or two, but about 60 people, all of whom were knights of the Sacred Steel Order, was astounding.
‘I guess I don’t have to worry about that one.’
For the Holy Knight, fighting with the evil cult is nothing more than an everyday occurrence. The countermeasures and strategies were refined, redefined, and established over decades and hundreds of years.
In the first place, there was no way that they would be at a disadvantage if they were outnumbered when confronting the evil cult with less than a hundred people.
Then the real problem is –
‘It must be this way.’
It’s 4 to 1.
Even though they were at a level where they could surround and press on all fronts, Leon and the three masters did not let go of their tension.
That was the extent of Necator’s presence.
But Leon soon overcame it and took a step forward.
‘We must attack first.’
El Cid said.
It is said that its natural body has not reached perfection, focusing on aggression rather than attack and defense.
If you force it into a defensive position, its level of completion is bound to drop significantly.