The Demon Prince goes to the Academy - Chapter 502

Chapter 502

Liana was incapacitating the Death Knights as if she were sniping at them from a distance one by one with a thunderbolt as if she would take care of them.

I told him not to interfere, but he must have thought I was dangerous.

– Kwareung! Flash!

You’ll think it’s all because of you.

You’ll think it’s all your fault.

– Kwakang!

“Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

“… … .”

Olivia, who was no match for strength, screamed like a beast as she was bounced off my sword.

The Death Knights rushing at me were being stopped by Liana.

Death Knights are the highest level of undead.

However, Liana has slaughtered countless monsters in Fort Mokna and has never failed to defend Fort Mokna.

So, the Death Knights are also hit dozens of times by the wild lightning that Liana summons, and the tattered flesh burns away, leaving only the bones left, and even the bones burn red and burn, and eventually turn to ashes.

Although they are undead, they are corpses that have not been long since they died.

There are also those who still have a face.

Olivia, as the head of the Holy Church, hadn’t had much to face after sending the priests here.

But Riana commanded them for a long time, they operated together, and they spent a lot of time together.

Liana would know best who she was killing twice.

He was paying the price of summoning dozens of lightning strikes on the bodies of his comrades for the crimes he had committed, turning the corpses of comrades who could not die properly into ashes.

Olivia was possessed by an evil spirit, and the paladins sent on the purification mission could not die properly and were revived as Death Knights.

You have to fight not the monsters of the gate, but the ones who were allies.

Liana made a mistake.

committed an unforgivable sin.

Then what about me?

It is a miserable wish to have intentions evaluated.

Just because you had good intentions, because you tried to save everyone.

In the end, since it’s true that all of this happened because of me, is it really absurd for a group of ghosts who hate me to borrow the body of Olivia, a person dear to me, to condemn me?

Just like I was justified in my own way.

Isn’t the wrath of those demons justified in their own way?

All the problems in the world are living things that would not happen without me in the end.

The hatred of those who regard the demon king as the cause of everything and deserves to be hated may not be so unreasonable and irrational.

Even while the Death Knights were incapacitated one by one in the chain of lightning strikes, Olivia did not stop.

Olivia, whose reason was overpowered, did not seem to handle swordsmanship.

“Turn it off… … .”

He let out a low cry like a beast and wildly swung the demonic sword Tiamata at me like a club.

– Kang! Kang! Cacan!

It was not difficult to block the powerful swing.

However, that rough swing was not the problem, but Olivia’s power of corruption was the problem.

Taking Tiamata out of Olivia’s clutches didn’t change anything. Tiamata is taken away from Olivia’s grasp, and Olivia takes Tiamata again, so only the tempo of the fight is taken away.

Even unlike me, Olivia could use divine power without Tiamata, so fighting for leadership was rather dangerous to me. Even if Tiamata is stolen, Olivia will continue to use the power of corruption and corruption.

Since I couldn’t hurt Olivia, I was only focused on blocking it, so my whole body was gradually exposed to the aura of corruption and corruption.

Necrosis begins in the skin, and the whole body gradually begins to die.

As the nerves die, the senses of the whole body gradually become dull, and even the vision becomes blurred.

You cannot use the power of recovery using Tiamata.

If it goes into a long-term battle, I will not die from sword wounds, but will be mummified alive by the power of corruption, just like plants wither away.

In the end, you have to throw the winning number.

Some action must be taken against those ghostly masses that dominate Olivia.

“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

Olivia thrusts her sword back into me like a beast with a sword.

Avoiding and deflecting them will only gradually gnaw away at my body.

throw the odds

– Kaang!

With my bare hands, I snatched the blade of Tiamata, the demonic sword stained with the power of corruption.

– Chii Ik!

As if it had been dipped in an acidic solution, white smoke rose from the grip, and the hand holding the sword began to die.

It wasn’t just the sword.

– Knock!

“Turn off… … .”

I grabbed Olivia’s neck with my free hand.

With this, neither I nor Olivia could escape.

– Kang! bang! bang!

Olivia struggles to get out of my grip, but in the end, I have absolute body output.

After all, Olivia can eat me up with her power of corruption, but she can’t hurt me.

Tiamata is both Olivia’s and mine.

Olivia is holding a blade that flies Tiamata’s handle.

Since we are holding each other’s things at the same time, we can neither take nor take away from each other anymore.

But my body is gradually dying.

“Tiamatha… … .”

I headed towards Tiamata, which Olivia, following the will of the ghosts and evil spirits, had turned into a demonic sword.

“Become a holy sword.”

When he killed Leberier Ranche, he gave the exact opposite order.

– Flash!

Tiamata, which poured out dark energy of corruption, soon regains its original form by emitting golden light.

“Kyaaaaaaagh!”

Olivia, caught in me, began to scream as if feeling great pain from the light itself.

While holding onto the sword body, not the handle, I grabbed the nape of Olivia’s neck as she tried to get out of the range of Tiamata’s divine power, which had turned into a holy sword, and did not let go.

It was the same that Olivia did not let go of Tiamata in pain.

The will to corrupt Tiamata.

The will to restore Tiamata to the holy sword.

The ghosts and my will collide.

-Kurrureung!

Tiamata, which emits white and black energy at the same time, was creating a wild haze in the field.

It is a fight against my one will and countless wills of anger and resentment.

You won’t be able to win.

A single will cannot overcome so many grudges.

Even so, I don’t think I’m losing.

I’ll give it back.

I have no intention of letting go of anything I hold on to as much as the huge wind I have.

I am ready to let go of myself.

I am not ready to abandon anyone who loves me except myself, and I have no intention of preparing to do so.

anyone who loves me

no one i love

no matter who it is

If it is a peace that can be completed and obtained only by abandoning someone.

I am.

There is no need for that.

i will have everything

have everything

In the end, I’ll trample on these fucking malice and stand up.

getting pushed away

The black energy flowing from Tiamata was gradually being pushed away.

obviously pushing

“Turn it off… … . Aaaaaaaagh!”

Watching Olivia cry out in pain while being controlled by the ghosts, I hold on to her neck to prevent her from escaping.

My right hand, which had already died black, had turned black to the wrist, but the dead hand, which should have left my will, did not let go of Olivia.

hand?

something like that

It’s okay to lose.

if you can get it back

If there is even the slightest possibility of getting it back.

We can offer more than this.

“go away… … .”

Tiamata held in the left hand.

To the ghosts who ate Olivia’s body.

“Go away… … . You bastards!”

I shouted out with a will, not a wish.

– Flash!

The world was covered in red radiance, and I was finally able to see the evil spirits pouring out of Olivia’s body as if they could not withstand the wind pressure of the divine power.

* * *

-Gooooooooooooooooo!

The grudges eventually lost the battle for supremacy with me and fled to avoid being exposed to Tiamata’s divine power.

The resentment that had been driven out was like a huge dark cloud, clumping in the air.

It was floating in the sky in a gigantic shape, shrinking as if it had received a great shock.

Olivia fell unconscious and I hugged Olivia.

Was something huge like that controlling Olivia’s body?

The colony of vengeful spirits floating in the air was bigger than the super-large stadium I saw at the temple.

Even if it’s a soul, can something so gigantic fit into a human body?

I couldn’t help but know what Olivia was dealing with.

Just how many grudges are united?

-Keep it off!

Even it was getting bigger and bigger.

As if resentment attracts resentment.

I couldn’t see the ghost, but I couldn’t help but know that it was getting bigger and bigger by absorbing the ghosts wandering around the world because of its existence itself.

like a black hole. The enormity of grudges will attract them with a more intense attraction.

The collection of ghosts created by Liana’s massacre is just the beginning.

Now, I had no choice but to look up blankly at the colony of grudges that had nothing to do with him, and they were getting bigger because they were huge.

Only now was he able to somehow expel it from Olivia’s body.

When that thing gets too big for me to handle, can I cope with it if it goes on a rampage again?

how to do that

In what way could a grudge of that scale be wrought?

Is it possible to exorcise or purify?

It was an overwhelming scale.

It is possible to drive them out, but I cannot purify them with the divine power I can use. That would have been impossible even for Olivia.

What if that thing tries to dominate someone other than Olivia?

Lianna Harriot Charlotte Aire.

Or if you cling to Ellen.

I will have to fight the fight I just did again.

And at that time, the scale of those ghosts would have grown even bigger, so it might be impossible to deal with them like now.

If that thing tries to kill me again by borrowing someone else’s body.

Do I have to see other people trying to kill me with the same expression as Olivia from earlier?

I said while looking up at the wriggling mass of ghosts while hugging Olivia.

“Why are you doing this?”

“If you hate me and want to kill me, you guys should just try to kill me.”

“Why are you doing this?”

I want to do what I have to do.

You may think that their anger is justified.

So just attack me. If those ghosts attack me directly, it’s enough.

Isn’t it necessary to do this by borrowing the hands of those who love me?

Iji does a reckless or meaningless act of talking to a mass of resentment that does not exist.

I don’t know what to do with this situation.

“why… … ?”

but.

I heard the answer

The gigantic colony of grudges sends an answer.

It’s like a lot of beings mixed up and saying the same thing.

No, it was more of an echo than words.

The voices of so many overlapping beings spread across the field that an echo can be heard from a simple word.

“You are only you. When you die… … . okay?”

There was bitter despair and resentment in his voice.

– Chiiyiing!

I hear the boiling of souls.

I could feel the rush of emotions that I had no choice but to express.

“Then why?” “My son.” “My husband.” “My wife.” “Brother.” “My daughter.”

“Mom.” “Dad.” “My lord.” “My love.” “Friends.” “Home.”

“Our.”

“every.”

“girl.”

“Take everything and leave it.”

“why.”

“I’m just going to give you one… … . sun?”

Numerous words that pop out simultaneously are segmented, but they all get stuck in my mind, not my ears.

That wouldn’t be a single will. Is it the common mind of the collective?

Like a hive consciousness.

Those ghosts resonate with each other and become one with a miserable bond of hatred, anger, and despair.

A colony named Resentment.

It looks down on me from the air.

I could feel the gigantic ghosts, no different from clouds, staring at me.

I could feel the resentful gaze of those souls that were hard to count.

“Because you took everything from us.”

“I will take all of you.”

“that is… … . That’s right.”

“I will kill you, take everything you have, break and destroy.”

“Because you destroyed us.”

“We have the right to destroy you too.”

“Your everything.”

“You have the right to take it. there is.”

heard from Antirianus.

What did Sarkegar say to press Elerys right before the Gate Incident?

Sarkegar said.

Since humanity destroyed the Dark Land, the Dark Land also has the right to destroy humanity.

The gate incident happened.

Eventually, the words come back like boomerangs.

Those who were destroyed, those who were taken, those who were slain.

Since I am broken, I speak of the rights of the broken.

Only a handful of people are critically involved in this work.

The ghosts in front of me right now were outsiders to most things happening in the world.

They didn’t decide anything, they didn’t give an opinion.

Only those who are sacrificed.

They are even those killed by Liana’s decision.

for them

You have the right to destroy me.

okay.

There will be. clearly.

Who else but them has the right to destroy me, hate me, and break me?

It gets bigger and bigger.

If left as it is, it will grow bigger and bigger until it becomes a size that no one can handle.

I will fight me with the ones I love.

If its purpose is to cause me pain and suffering, I will.

“I look scared.”

I speak to that gaze of resentment toward me.

“I don’t have the confidence to control myself. There’s no one to attack me directly. I don’t have the confidence to kill myself, so I guess I have no choice but to let myself kill my people with my own hands.”

There was no answer, but I felt the great squirm of resentment.

“What is your number? tens of thousands? hundreds of thousands? Or millions?”

“If only that was the conclusion of your anger and vengeance toward me. If it’s just something like that.”

“Hate.”

“Anger.”

“Vengeance.”

“Isn’t that not enough?”

“Isn’t it too similar?”

provocation

“You weaklings.”

“Because I was weak even when I was alive.”

“Even in death you are weak.”

Their han may be in injustice.

Fundamentally, it would be in that weakness that they died because they were weak.

If they were strong, they wouldn’t have died.

If only he was as strong as the hero Ellen Artorius.

if they had the power.

He wouldn’t have to run away, he wouldn’t have to be killed.

I speak to the ghosts of the weak and the colony.

I said that since I don’t have the confidence to attack me, this way of trying to bring only pain to me is the way of the weak after all, and even being a colony like this is not weak.

The grudges did not answer.

Just that wild dream.

That menacing shimmer said it all.

The ghosts are angry.

There is no such thing as self-confidence to overcome.

but.

I can’t let those ghosts grow bigger like this.

You can’t let those grudges dwell in another being.

I don’t want to fight with the things I love.

You can’t make others manipulate you anymore.

“Is your resentment strong?”

“I wonder if my spirit is strong.”

“Let’s try it.”

if you hate me

If they hate me, I must bear it.

I cannot allow others to bear the yoke that I should bear.

I don’t think I can stand it.

If it’s something I have to endure

If it is reasonable or not, if hatred, anger, and vengeance are directed at me.

“Stay with me.”

Rather than dwelling on others, I must let their resentment and hatred dwell in me.

At my provocation, the grudges watch me.

“why.”

I give them one final provocation.

“Are you afraid?”

I didn’t need any more words.

Vibrations begin to rise from the body of the hopeless Hive.

-Kurrureurreung!

“You cursed demon king.”

“okay.”

“we.”

“you.”

“I will curse you.”

“I’ll let you destroy everything you love with your own hands.”

A great darkness like a cloud begins to condense.

The grudges changed their minds.

I don’t want to kill the people I love with my own hands, but I want to make the people I love die with my own hands.

I spread my arms.

“Come on, you weaklings.”

To the poor beings who had no choice but to be sacrificed.

give me a chance to destroy