The Academy’s Weapon Replicator - Chapter 556

Chapter 556

Chapter 149 Niflheim (7)

The monsters outside

Those who endlessly hate and resent humans and exist only for the purpose of killing them.

Humanity has never won a war against monsters, and the Empire has only had its vast lands continually taken away.

Only after the construction of a wall could the remaining territory of humanity be protected, and it was a narrow space compared to the vast glory of the former empire.

So when did that start?

Since when have demons invaded humans and trampled their lands?

“I thought the monsters outside were strangely different.”

The monsters outside are strong just because they are outside.

Originally, the outside was based on the wall. So it is not a very accurate expression. The farther away from where humans are, the stronger the monsters become. This has been the general view so far.

But if that’s the case, the monsters near the wall shouldn’t be much different from the monsters inside it. But that’s not the case. They clearly have fundamental differences.

The strength, speed, and physical strength are all different, so humans cannot arbitrarily expand the barrier. Above all, the strength of the zodiacs does not work on it.

Yes, the power of the zodiac does not work. Their power to fight with the power of God.

Humanity believed that it was simply because they were stronger.

“You bastards…”

Frondia looked into Hela’s eyes and recited a poem to her and all the gods:

“Humans believed in you and fought. They were proud of having received the power of the gods, and fought on the front lines of the demons. They said it was the will of the gods. But are you saying that it was all just a disgrace played by the gods?”

“······”

Hela looked away. She seemed to avoid eye contact, and seemed to have given up on something.

“Answer me.”

“Why should I answer? You already know all the answers.”

Hela’s voice was deep and gloomy.

“Do you really want to hear it from my own mouth? Should I at least compliment you? Yes, you’re right. The monsters outside were originally sent by the gods. They created them themselves. For humans who originally prioritized divine power, the monsters created by the gods were perfect for killing humans. Of course, humans didn’t know that fact.

Kook·

Frondier clenched his empty hands into fists.

Maybe if he hits Hela with his current mood, he can kill her. Then, Hela will be the first god he kills.

However, Frondia instead released Hela.

“Who are you?”

Frondier asked:

“Who first came up with that fucking idea? Who created the monsters outside?”

“···It’s not anyone’s fault·”

Hela said, stroking the neck that had been caught.

“This is the sea that all the gods agreed on. Humans were too developed. So they needed to be restrained.”

Swish·

At that moment, the tip of the spear reached the tip of Hela’s neck.

As I turned my eyes, the blades were already touching her entire body.

This is the workshop’s interior. Frontier can trap his enemies with the most powerful weapons he can muster.

The same way he did to Leah Reese, no matter where he moved his body, if he flinched even a little, he would be cut by the blade.

“Stop beating around the bush and speak straight.”

“······”

“What do you mean by overdevelopment? Why is that a problem for the gods?”

“···Human development results in a lower need for gods. When that happens, faith decreases, and the number of people who no longer believe in gods increases. Like you.

“You massacred humans for just that reason?”

“Just because?”

Hela laughed bitterly. Just laughing like that made her face look like it was cut by a blade. The blood flowing from her face made her feel creepy.

“Faith is everything to God. A god who does not have faith cannot sustain himself. I have seen many gods disappear like that.”

“Faith is everything about God?”

“Frondia, you know about the devil, right? Of the Seven Deadly Sins, Baal was particularly strong. He was a god in a way. Lucifer and Satan, who were so famous that they had groups that worshiped them, were the same. When they have worship, that becomes their power. And that’s all that the gods have. The reason they are so powerful is ultimately because of their faith.”

“···So, in order to gain faith from humans, he deliberately made them fall into the abyss and made them need the power of a god.·”

And the power of that god was ultimately just a trap that would never let them escape from the abyss.

Hela said:

“Frontier, all gods are fundamentally like that. It’s just that things that were vaguely lumped together have become a clear system.”

“What kind of nonsense do humans accept?”

“Humans are already doing this. Have you seen Palma?”

Frondia’s eyes flinched at Hela’s words.

“···Palma· Are you talking about the magic workshop·”

“Yeah, that’s no different from our system.”

In the past, Frondia evaluated Palma’s magic craftsmanship like this:

─The performance of the magic craftsman is extremely outstanding. As Arald predicted, since the performance is so good, people will rely on the magic craftsman even more. And since the country controls the magic craftsman, if they want to become strong, they must be loyal to the country. They will be even more obedient because the country will give them the magic craftsman in proportion to their loyalty. I don’t know who the first person I thought of was, but it must have been someone who shouted “Long Live the King.”

Isn’t that magic system no different from the divine power of the gods now?

Hela said:

“Frondia, the divine power is strong. It goes without saying. It’s just that the monsters outside won’t eat it. If they stay within the barrier, humans can live happily in their own way.”

“You really,”

Hela scratching the inside of the frontier

Frondia’s anger is rising accordingly. This time, it really feels like he can cut off someone’s head with a snap of his fingers.

But just before that,

“···But you·”

Frondier suddenly thinks:

What is Hela doing now?

I’m complaining and scratching my head, but I’m giving Frondia all the information she asks for. It doesn’t seem like there’s a way to break out of this situation.

What good would it do for Hela to make Frondia angry now? She would only be putting her own life in danger.

At first, Frondia thought that his threats had made Hela open her mouth. However, Hela continued to make provocative remarks.

‘It doesn’t make sense’

If the threats didn’t work, I wouldn’t have leaked the information.

If the threat had worked, at least they wouldn’t have provoked Frontier like they did now.

“···you·”

After thinking about it that far, Frondia realized something.

“Why can’t I see it?”

“What are you talking about?”

When Frondier meets a god, he can always see a glimpse into their past.

Hephaestus did the same, and Hestia did the same. In Poseidon’s case, it was dangerous because he would be caught peeping, but he was able to bring a spear and shield to Athena.

But why Hela?

Why can’t I see her memories? She’s so close?

“···You, surely·”

Frondia reached out and grabbed Hela’s chin. It was a rough act, without any consideration or anything.

Even if I force myself to make eye contact, I can’t see her memories.

Hela, the Goddess of Death

A woman who rules over Helheim and lives in Niflheim, managing the dead.

···Loki’s child·

“Are you sure you’re not a god?”

“······”

Hela’s eyes widened and then sank.

She tilted her head as if her strength had been drained, and her gaze fell to the ground.

“Wouldn’t you rather kill me now? I’ve run out of things to say.”

* * *

The nine worlds that open up in Yggdrasil, Asgard located at the highest point.

There are many palaces where the gods live, but among them there is a splendid palace with a roof of pure gold.

Gladsheim, Odin’s abode and the meeting place of the gods.

The gods of Asgard gathered here.

There are no tables in this conference room, and the floor is made in a circular shape and low steps gather in the center. The gods express their opinions from an appropriate location.

As you go towards the center of the circle, the steps get lower, and this is where Odin always stands. The supreme god is in the lowest position, surrounded by the gods.

It was the same today·

“father·”

A man speaks to Odin, who stands in the center.

“Are you going to leave him alone?”

Her skin seemed to be bathed in light, her appearance was near perfection, and her deep, thoughtful eyes looked worriedly at her father, Odin.

Baldur, the god of light, Odin leisurely looked up at his words.

“Who are you talking about?”

“Don’t you know?”

“I’m asking because I really don’t know.”

Odin lowered his eyes and asked again:

“Frondia, Aster, which one are you asking about?”

“···This is Frontier·”

“That guy has nothing to worry about.”

Odin shook his head.

“He can’t stand up to Hercules. That means he can’t stand up to a god who has lost the limitations of the human world.”

“We have received reports that Hela is in danger.”

“That would be so. Hela is not a god.”

Odin nodded as if it was obvious.

“After Ragnarok, everything related to Loki was removed from the throne of the gods. You haven’t forgotten, have you?”

“···However, even though she has lost her position, Hela’s power will still be strong. If she can be threatened, wouldn’t other gods be in danger as well?”

“Hmm·”

Odin stroked his beard leisurely at those words.

His gaze turned elsewhere.

“Baldur says so, what do you think?”

Wherever he went, there was a blond man.

If Baldur stood as if he were overflowing with light, the man had flowing hair that was sprinkled with gold.

Odin called him.

“Thor”

At those words, Thor raised his low eyes.

“I would have said that during Ragnarok.”

Despite his flashy appearance, Thor’s voice was hushed with fatigue.

“If there is a god who is afraid of death from humans, he should die.”

“Thor”

Baldur gently cautioned Thor about his remarks, but Thor instead looked at Odin and said:

“Anyway, once we get to Asgard, I’m going to crush his head myself. Odin, isn’t that what you’re hoping for?”

There is no emotion in the eyes he looks at Odin.

“You only care about saving my life.”

“Thor!”

Baldur shouted, and Odin raised his hand to stop him.

“Stop it, stop it”

Odin nodded as if it was no big deal.

“That’s true. There’s no need to get angry.”

“father·”

“Anyway, as the Frontier advances, things will go our way, you know that, right?”

“···Yes·”

Baldur bowed his head.

Clearly the gods have a plan. That’s why Odin is so relaxed.

No, not just Odin, but all the gods here are not that worried.

“Frondier will go to rescue Atjie. He will try to revive the already dead.”

Odin said:

“That means connecting worlds that should never be connected. If that happens, the human world and the divine world will also be connected.”

In other words, unlike the ‘possession’ or ‘descent’ in which God has appeared so far,

God himself can go to the human world as it is.

“Frondia wants it, she wants to kill all our gods.”

Odin looked around at the gods around him.

“We should give him what he wants. While he’s killing the gods, we’re cleaning up the humans. It’s a deal that’s mutually satisfying. Isn’t it?”

All the gods nodded in agreement with Odin’s words, except Baldur and Thor.

Baldur still had an inexplicable sense of unease within him, and Thor simply seemed to dislike Odin’s words and actions.

Baldur said:

“If Frondia meets Hela, she will also learn what kind of monsters are outside.”

“I guess so.”

Odin also answered this indifferently.

“Humans need God, and God needs humans. It’s just that kind of system.”

Odin raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

The high ceiling of Gladsheim, above which a roof of pure gold shines splendidly.

Odin looked up and said, as if the splendor was visible to his eyes:

“Were you happy when you didn’t know? Frontier.”