216 – Connected Chains-6
The full body armor of the black stone eats up Leo’s mana. Even if you mobilize the mana breathing method, the amount consumed is absolutely higher.
It wasn’t easy even to run now, when even the red sanctuary of Holy Blood Fighting was depleted of physical strength and divinity.
“…No way…!”
When Leonardo looked at the berserker’s leap, he had no choice but to jump with legs that were about to collapse.
I couldn’t stop running even though I knew I couldn’t reach it.
If you hit the wall as it is, Chris will die instantly.
If Chris wins now, this fight will be lost.
‘…No…’
Things like that don’t really matter.
That person should not die.
I didn’t want to get hurt as much as that person.
‘…It’s okay. Even if one of my eyes is immersed in eternal darkness, the other eye will clearly show you the future in which you live.’
At another time, I would have said it was cheesy, but at the time I just couldn’t accept it.
Chris, who was a master at throwing daggers, became overworked with close combat after losing one of his eyes.
If I hadn’t stabbed him, I’m sure…
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Chris bumps into the berserker, thrusting his sword and arm into his tattered mouth.
Reinhardt’s Darkness takes responsibility to put an end to that berserker at the risk of suffering.
Although she may show off her face, she takes responsibility for it.
Not only Chris, but all of Reinhardt’s direct descendants were like that.
So no one survived.
When everyone ran away from responsibility, they were the ones who fought until the end.
‘…Strength in the legs…’
The burden of gravity magic gave the most trouble to the legs that supported the weight. Part of his muscles and blood vessels have already been ruptured, so he can’t speed up even with bloody combat.
I can’t help it. I finally got the right power.
My head has been blank since before. It is strangely different from the feeling of dying. It is as if the unconscious is communicating with and having a conversation with the conscious.
It’s not clear, but there was no example other than schizophrenia that could be properly compared.
What do you know?
The aura has already run out, and the divinity is barely holding on.
At least, the remaining stamina is only hanging on the lifeline.
Because of this boastful ban, you can’t get hit instead.
I’ll use magic in the future, but I don’t know anything about magic…
Can you call it magic…?
I know. I don’t know if I can use it, but I know about it better than anyone.
But I have been killing demons to stop that.
‘…Yes. Even so.’
For some reason, the black divinity gathers in its body. Obviously, the divinity is shining, but the vision is covered in pitch black.
It’s the same as back then. There is no sun, no moon, no stars, so nothing can be seen.
No. I think I know.
I have no choice but to know better.
Because it is unique and clearly visible even now.
Darkness, you, whom no one has seen, are protecting my eyes.
The spell of black magic is composed in the hand.
I know dark magic better than anyone else.
In order to get rid of it, I have understood these two things, evil and darkness, more thoroughly than anyone else.
* * *
“Keah!!”
Chris screams and escapes from the berserker’s jaws. His arms are twisted at various angles and his wounds torn as if they had been saw-bladed, but they are pinned to his shoulders.
“Chris!!”
The falling Chris is received by Marken and Gladio. He was seriously injured in just 10 seconds with such a berserker, but his life was spared.
“………….!!!”
The berserker who had crashed and was blocked by chains sprouting from the ground let out a soundless scream.
Because he was chained to his already severed vocal chords, he could not even roar and showed his screams with only his strength.
Parts covered with red chains feed on flesh and blood like hungry beasts. If the berserker was a predator, then this chain was above the scavenger, in a way, the eater himself.
‘…The body…!!’
The chain that eats up the body and mana in the form of food pulls the body of the berserk thanks to it.
The enumerated form has begun. Normal humans do not go through this process. Before that, all the necks of the body will be eaten and the limbs will be cut off.
Nevertheless, the fact that there is an enumeration type proves that this black magic was developed to thoroughly kill the same kind.
“…Geuhup…!!”
Even while the berserker’s body is being cut to pieces, Leonardo isn’t all right either. The black divinity was thickly exposed from Leo’s body, and hemoptysis of blood came out of his mouth.
Right now, Leonardo is clearly using black magic in exchange for vitality.
Accordingly, the strength of the chain gradually weakens.
* * *
Actually, it wouldn’t be strange if Ariasviel was already dead.
For an ordinary human being, even losing 30% of his blood would end his life.
For Arya, who has a small blood volume due to her small kidneys, the divine cannon just now was an act of suicide.
Now, at least 70% of the blood that Ariasviel released through Holy Blood Artillery was in such a serious condition that he thought it was only natural that he should die.
Even Lumine had to work together with Angela and hit the holy power to the point where she could barely stabilize her condition.
Soon, the half-dead Ariasviel woke up. A feeble light glowed from the holy sword he was holding, and Aria’s hand trembled.
“…Ariaspil-nim…!”
Lumine couldn’t be easily relieved even after Ariasviel woke up. She only wakes up from her coma, and if she goes into battle and is seriously injured, she will surely die instantly.
“…I have to go…”
Ariaspil removed Lumine’s hand with a pale hand in the worst physical condition. He had to join the battlefield even now.
“…Don’t overdo it. There is no help in that state, and it only increases the sacrifice.”
Unlike other times, Lumine calmly advised Aria. Both as an adult and as a healer, he had to put his own weight on Arya’s battle now.
If the hero, Ariaspil, dies like this, the past that Leonardo experienced will become everyone’s future.
{…The Holy Sword is reacting.}
But when Angela, her predecessor, saw Arya Spiel’s holy sword, her complexion darkened. Her holy sword continued to emit light and vibration as if signaling a crisis.
“…Leo is in danger now…! Dark magic…”
With those words, Lumine and Angela’s eyes turned to the Berserker and Leonardo.
The berserker was dying, chained in bloody chains. His stomach had swelled up so much that his internal organs had already turned into chunks of minced meat.
His arms and legs were also torn by chains to the extent that his bones could be seen.
But
“…Leo…Nardoo…!”
The berserker was slowly approaching Leo, freed from the chains that bound him to the earth. Judging by the already unfocused eyes, it was not approaching as reason before sight.
“…Kill…I’m going to throw it away…! As much as you…!!”
The murderous intent against Leonardo was the driving force that moved the mad warrior. I didn’t even care about the thought of eating Leo anymore.
I didn’t care what happened as long as I could tear Leonardo to death.
“…Heo-eok… Aah…!”
I’m sure I could have avoided it if I just walked, but Leonardo was already in a situation where even standing was a miracle.
If you run away even slightly, your concentration will be disrupted and [Scavenger Quittering] Will be canceled.
Once disarmed, that monster will crush itself faster than it runs away.
It’s literally a game of chicken, whoever gets scared first dies.
‘…The others…!’
It’s the same thing that other people are in critical condition.
In terms of condition, it is on the same level as Leonardo, but Leonardo is getting worse in real time.
‘…Even if they get in the way, they’ll die right away if they get in the way.’
The dragon power of the berserker was rising to the point where it could be felt vertically. The slow speed is just because this chain is compatible.
Surely, if someone in front of you buys you time, you will be eaten or trampled to death.
A fool who would choose to commit suicide like that…
“…Aria!! You idiot!! Do not come!!”
Now it is right in front of your eyes. His voice was sincere enough to make the swearing he had made to Chris’ alter ego seem like a joke.
Ariaspil ran to Leo with his hair whiter than his own. The one who became his own shield faced the monster in front without hesitation.
“…Sorry…”
Ariaspil held the holy sword again toward the berserker. The gripping force is weaker than usual.
It must be a matter of courage as well as stamina.
‘…I have to fight…’
Even for Leonardo who fought desperately.
To take responsibility for breaking the promise with Leo.
＜…Insert the holy sword…’
The beam fires again with the holy sword.
“…Keuuuaaa…!”
The zealot is pushed back by the beam. His body was crumbling like a weathering stone, but he never collapsed.
Keep moving forward even as you are pushed away. The insanity of facing death overcomes even the light of divinity.
‘…It’s getting closer…!’
Ariaspil’s divinity is completely different from a corpse, but the berserker is approaching.
As if the rage was the catalyst for the necromancer, it moves forward. Even in the state of a corpse, the dragon’s scales block and shed that divine light.
‘…Strength…’
I can’t hold the holy sword properly in my hand. Even with physical problems, he has now reached his limit. If you miss the knife like this, it’s the end.
“The tremor is still there.”
Leonardo’s rough hand grips Ariaspil’s hand. I can feel a comfortable feeling even though I don’t have a strong grip or a strong aura.
Like taking a deep rest in the dark.
“…Leo… That’s…”
“I’m done with my apology, so focus on that bastard! I like suicide, but I hate dying with you!”
Ariaspil also focuses on Leonardo’s work.
For now, the priority is to blow away that mad monster.
The power of the Holy Sword becomes stronger.
My hands don’t shake anymore.
Courage wells up just from Leo’s cooperation.
“Oops…! Crazy stuff…!!!”
Berserkers can no longer be pushed back.
“You should have eaten that much.”
Leonardo is pulling the chain with his opposite hand.
The output of the holy sword was already strong enough to push the berserker to the opposite wall.
“Take up an asshole like you and tell it to your parents who fed you.”
“Leonardooooo…!!!”
The entire body of the berserker was crumbled, leaving only the head. The resolution was clearly conveyed through the eardrum on the head.
“Wherever you are, I will find you and kill you.”
As it is, the berserker will disappear.
I felt empty even after winning the fierce battle.
Aria couldn’t figure it out right away, but Leonardo knows why.
Just to explain that.
“Chehehe…”
Leonardo was too tired. Blood is now overflowing from the corners of his mouth to the level of vomiting.
“…Leonardo!!”
Ariaspil embraces the fallen Leonardo. The courage up until now disappears like a lie.
I can’t feel any strength in Leonardo’s body right now. His skin is paler than his own.
“…Sorry…! Sorry…! All because of me…!”
Ariaspil somehow gathers divinity and blows it into Leo. However, Leonardo’s expression is hardened.
As if everything was laid.
“Apology is over. Seriously, I still can’t even listen to people’s words.”
“…Please please…!! Because God or whatever is good…! Please please…! Please don’t take Leo with you…!!”
Aria Spiel prays sobbing, even shedding tears. But nothing changed.
Prayer was like that.
“…Are you sorry…?”
“Sorry…! Sorry…! It’s all my fault…! I ruined everything…! I’m all… Billion…!”
Pu-wook…
A short moan came out as a fist entered Ariasviel’s chest. He avoids the lungs and he targets exactly the heart, bringing his death to a close.
“Then die.”
“…Le…Oh…?”
I don’t understand the situation.
Now Leo killed himself?
Why?
“Did I tell you? I’ll kill you first if you want someone else to take it away.”
I get exhausted before I can even ask more after hearing the reason.
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I can’t even express my resentment at the unexpected surprise attack.
My senses gradually become dull. The sense of separation of the soul from the body.
In that sense, there is nothing that Ariasviel can do.
“…Sorry…”
The last thing I did was hug the person I love.
* * *
“…This is…”
It wasn’t a natural scenery, but it was such a memorable place.
[Finally dead.]
A warrior of the holy sword appears in black armor. The sense of looking down from a slightly higher gaze than himself is more unpleasant than Leo’s surprise attack.
“…You… What did you do?”
Ariaspil glared through the black helmet. His sense of incongruity was so great that the fact that he had died was insignificant.
[What are you talking about?]
“You messed with my head…! With those strange memories…!!”
It was only after entering the holy sword that I was sure. The memories that came in when he released the beam with Holy Blood Artillery were not his own.
[…Ha…! Did I do some brainwashing?]
The black hero laughed briefly and asked if he was genuinely full of energy. As if he had the talent to do it, he would have done it a long time ago.
“…I’ve never personally killed a demon king…! Then you…!”
[Yeah, that’s definitely my memory. But I swear you did it of your own will. Just assimilated to the extent that is convenient for my memory.]
“…Fairy tale…?”
It was definitely a feeling of overlapping memories. As if a thin film overlapped to make it look like a single painting.
[The destruction was carried out by Ariaspil’s will. It is because I recognized that the overall problem was solved by doing so.]
“…The problem is solved…?”
My teeth are grinding. I hate that hero so much that Leo’s assassination doesn’t make me angry at all.
“That can’t be!! If I die like that, Leonardo will…!!”
[…It’s been a long time since I died for that Leonardo.]
I am speechless.
I am full of spirits beyond having nothing to say.
That hero was also disgusted with himself.
[I’m sure Leonardo will grieve for killing you. Even if you kill him, he is a fundamentally correct human being.]
“…Then why the hell…!!”
[But you can definitely get away from the devil’s mire.]
I can’t even understand the meaning of words beyond being speechless.
That hero responded casually to such an enormous amount of information.
[Is that all? There is already a hero who can wield a holy sword better than you. If he is, he will surely be able to overcome the demon lord and protect the world.]
“…What is that…”
[I didn’t expect to understand right away. The only thing left in this prison anyway is time, so I slowly realize…]
At that moment, footsteps rang out.
“That is fortunate. Time is rotten, and even prison is a career job.”
Either the hero who was confused by the voice that followed, nor the hero who confidently spoke harshly, could not say anything.
Because there’s no way it’s possible here to see him, what he says himself, face to face.
[…Leo…?]
But Leo always makes the ‘impossible’ ‘impossible’.
“I had a hard time meeting you. To the extent that one second feels like one year.”
Leonardo faced Ariaspil on the spot.
“Did we finally meet?”
We finally met.