The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 555

Chapter 555

Chapter 149 Niflheim (6)

Frondia looked back at Hela again.

I don’t really like it, but I can feel safe if Belphegor is by Selena’s side. Frondier knows how strong he is.

I don’t like it, but

“Hela, are you going to continue?”

Hela’s face turned grim at Frondia’s question.

“What does it mean?”

“If this continues, you will be at a disadvantage”

Frontier is specialized in dealing with multiple enemies. His black sky protects all sides, he has more weapons available than a large army, and a single arrow becomes tens of thousands of arrows and pierces the enemy.

None of them have absolute destructive power, but they are more than enough to kill weaker enemies.

But Hela doesn’t worry.

“Frontier, are you abstaining from the game because you lack soldiers?”

“···That is indeed true·”

Frondia knew Hela’s intention and opened her hand. Mjolnir was in her hand.

“The important thing is that you are a general.”

“Come on, Frontier. You said you were curious about the power of God.”

Hela’s eyes glow. Her surroundings turn black. It’s the influence of Mana.

Hela stretches out one hand forward, mana gathers in her hand and forms a shape.

‘···lamplight?’

As Frondia saw, what Hela was holding in her hand was a lamp. However, the light inside it was shaking purple and was extremely ominous.

Hela put her face close to the lamp.

She took a deep breath,

Hook─

When it blew,

Frondier’s son-in-law went dark.

‘···Nonsense,’

Shhh!

Kyaaang─!

Before Frondi could even finish his thoughts, something flew towards Frondi from the left and hit the Black Sky.

Judging by the sound and feel, it’s an arrow.

Frontier heightened the tension.

‘If you turn off that light, the whole world will be plunged into darkness?’

Is it true that the ruler of Hell and the master of this world are different from each other?

Besides, as Frondia experienced earlier, the sixth sense is dulled here. This situation where the field of vision is completely blocked is dangerous.

‘But Hela, you haven’t forgotten this, have you?’

Frondior took out the mana crystal.

If there is no light, just create it.

Paaaaat─!

The decision is made to float into the sky, creating a hazard. The light immediately grows as if it were exploding.

When I started to see my surroundings again,

“···!”

Frontier met the skull’s empty pupils and eyes.

“Ugh···!”

As I barely managed to bend my body and step back from the seat, skeletons were thrusting into the space between them.

Pubberbang!!

The skeletons exploded one after another, and Frondia retreated while blocking them with Black Heaven. No, I should say that he was inevitably pushed back by the force of the explosion.

‘It really doesn’t make a sound!’

They were dead to begin with, and on top of that, they were skeletons with only their heads floating. There was no sign of breathing or anything.

Frontier checked the surroundings. Hela was still standing in her original position.

‘My wisp has great light output, but it doesn’t last that long. I have to finish it in this time.’

Hella would know that too.

If you keep wasting time, you will only continue to waste mana crystals.

The time it takes to make a decision itself doesn’t take that long, but since you know how much mana each one costs, you can’t use it recklessly.

‘Before this light goes out!’

Frondier put strength into his right hand that held Mjolnir.

Kkwarung!

Lightning struck, sparks piercing through the remaining skeletons and ghastly ghosts around them.

Pull your arm back sharply, and the hammer will generate heat by splashing air while moving back.

Then, he throws the hammer, which flies straight towards Hela.

This hammer will not be blocked until it reaches Hela.

‘It’s going to go astray anyway.’

Frontier thought·

‘But I can control Mjolnir. If I can make it keep chasing Hela,’

When Frondia thought about it that far

Hela stood still, not moving.

“···her?”

As if answering Frondia’s question, Hela raised one hand and

Thud!

He took Mjolnir with that hand.

“···what?”

The power of Mjolnir was put to sleep. It was blocked by Hela’s hand.

Frontier stares blankly in amazement.

A voice flying towards him

“Frontier! Did you forget!”

It was Belphegor’s voice.

“Don’t use the weapon of God! It has immunity to divine power!”

“···That doesn’t mean·”

Frontier was speechless.

Belphegor had clearly said something like this before he struck the ground, to use something other than the weapon of the gods.

In the world of the gods, there is a resistance to divine power. So the power of the gods’ weapons is halved.

But that doesn’t mean,

‘That Mjolnir, sleeping so listlessly?’

Knowing that knowledge doesn’t make sense in this situation.

When I heard Belphegor’s words, I thought that the hero’s weapon was more effective than the god’s weapon. I didn’t think that the god’s weapon would be completely useless.

But just now when Mjolnir and Hela clashed,

In Frondi’s eyes, it seemed as if Mjolnir’s power had disappeared rather than Hela having blocked it with incredible force.

‘And above all·’

What Frondi finds most unpleasant right now:

That’s a sense of urgency.

I saw it somewhere

The sight of the power of God disappearing so helplessly

When was that?

Pot─

While Frondia was lost in thought, the light from the mana crystal disappeared.

The world is completely dark again.

When Hela waves again, this time a cavalryman appears.

The phantom knights, both horsemen and riders, were made up of souls. The cavalry, in formation, charged at full speed towards Frondi.

The horsemen galloping across the sky do not make a sound of hooves, and the horses do not neigh.

A fierce yet so calm gallop.

‘This time it will be faster than before, Frontier.’

I just narrowly avoided the explosion of Frontier’s skeleton.

So this charge, which was faster than that, would reach the Frondians. In the darkness, the cavalry charged from all sides, blocking the Frondians’ retreat.

“···okay·”

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, two horses soared into the sky.

Crunch!

The legs of the remaining horses were all cut off,

BAM! PUNCH! CRACK!

All the cavalrymen falling from above were hit by the black sky and crushed.

“···!”

Hela opened her mouth in surprise.

A response speed that is overwhelmingly faster than before.

Above all, it moves as if you can see ahead in this pitch-black darkness.

No, that’s not what you see ahead.

‘···It is said that a warrior who has reached the realm of the spirits of his enemies becomes so sensitive that he can draw the exact shape of his enemy’s spirit even with his eyes closed.’

However, that is literally a realm that ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime.

Even more so if it was Frontier, which had been pushed forward with just the destructive power of skills and magic.

‘Of all Frondia’s acquaintances, only Atjie would be capable of something like that. Could it be that Frondia has grown to that level as a warrior?’

As if to cut off Hela’s thoughts,

“I remembered”

Frontier’s voice rings coldly.

Yeah, I remembered

There was a time when the power of God was powerless.

The frontier is a sight I have seen time and time again.

─Baldur, give me strength.

That’s the sight of the game.

As Aster Evans, I took on countless challenges back then.

Baldur’s power was powerless before the Minotaur.

In the game, it was thought that the power of the divine power was lacking.

When he fell into this world, he thought that Baldur had not given him enough power due to his whim.

And now·

A hypothesis flashes through Frondier’s mind.

“Hell, let me ask you one thing.”

Frontier speaking softly

Hela, who saw those eyes, immediately raised her hand and pointed at Frondia.

The meaning is simple:

All-out attack

Several ships, ghosts, soldiers and archers all at once,

Frontier de Roach

Eclectis

Scattered·

Everything that had been in shape collapsed and scattered like ashes.

All the troops that could not be counted in number

“···!”

Hela took a step back.

Frondia has not used Eclexis until now because he is curious about the power of the gods.

But at this moment, that kind of thing seemed fine to Frontier.

‘What? How did you capture all this?’

A situation that Hela doesn’t understand.

In this pitch-black darkness, only Hela can see ahead.

That must be the case.

‘The Eclectic of Frontier is dangerous. That’s why I took out the lantern from the beginning!’

The Eclectic of Frontier is the most powerful one yet revealed.

All the gods I’ve faced so far have been barely able to handle it.

That is why Hela knew the danger and used the darkness to block the aim.

But if that doesn’t work,

“Hela, I don’t want to fight, I have something to ask you.”

The voice of Frondier, full of anger.

Hela knows why.

That’s why you should never be caught by the Frontier.

‘Even if I am visible, I am the master of this world!’

Hela poured out one ghost after another. It didn’t matter what kind it was. In any case, it was enough to block the view between her and Frondia.

With this, we block the view and first evacuate using Yggdrasil.

“Menosorpo·”

Then Hela sees

A small cylindrical mana appeared in Frondier’s hand, and in an instant, it spread out into a huge space.

Menosorphos

Workshop

wave

A battle is created as if to swallow up Hela with him.

‘This is all I can do!’

Hela opened the window.

It’s not my specialty, but I’m a god of death. I can do a light ‘blink’.

Use this to escape the attack range.

fault!

And the place where Hela stepped was,

“her?”

Still in the workshop·

Kuung!

The workshop was soon completely closed.

‘Just how big of a thing did you make?’

Hela used almost the entire range of Menosorpo, including the entirety of the space she had jumped through.

The workshop is a kind of great magic, as Elodie said.

Is it permissible for humans to use that great magic on this scale?

‘···really·’

No, it wasn’t

Frontier is a human being

“Hell·”

The frontier is approaching.

The moment the battle was over, the winner was decided.

Niflheim may be ruled by Hela, but the master of this workshop is Frondia.

The tables were turned. Now Hela’s vision was blocked.

“Answer correctly.”

“···Frontier·”

Hela laughed out loud.

“You’re going to answer just as you think anyway.”

“···The Minotaur that Aster met”

Frondia ignored Hela’s words and continued talking.

“Does he have any magical resistance?”

“······”

Hela paused for a moment, but then answered:

Just like she said earlier

“That’s right. It has resistance. That’s why divine power doesn’t work on it. Well, even if you take away the resistance, it’s still a strong enough guy.”

“Why does he have a temper?”

“Why would that be?”

Hela’s eyes flashed open. She felt a sort of elation.

The frontier is angry, and it seems to give a kind of exhilaration in itself.

“It’s like that because God made it. That’s what I wanted to hear.”

Kwak!

“Huh!”

Frondia grabbed Hela by the neck and lifted her up.

“Don’t be cocky and answer straight.”

Frondia’s gaze falls on Hela.

“Last question…”

“······”

Hela just grimaced in pain.

Frontier asks:

“···Are all the monsters outside like that?”

“······”

Hela is silent

However, those eyes are directed straight at Frondia.

The two have almost the same look in their eyes.

As they clashed, Frondier asked again:

“Did God create monsters from the beginning to kill humans?”