Academy’s Weapon Replicator chapter 345

Chapter 101: Gap (3)

Frondier raised the power of the devil.

A power that does not need to be controlled overflows through his body.

The power of the devil is the power of the soul.

Frondier has once again unleashed the power that once subdued tens of thousands of miscellaneous demons with one hand.

Now that I can use my power properly, it becomes bigger and more powerful than that.

Even more gruesomely, Frondier exerts demonic power on Bael.

“… … “What is that?”

Marco, who was watching, blurted out without realizing it.

Demonic power does not interfere with physical force. Pantemonium, a battle between souls and minds, also affects only the two fighting and the living creatures around them.

But now Marco feels it. That the air is trembling.

‘… … If I try to stop you now, I’ll die.’

Unlike Pantemonium, demonic power does not attack anyone except its intended target.

That’s why Elysia was fine when Frondier used the devil’s power in the mansion.

Even Marco cannot fathom the demonic power that Frontier possesses right now.

If that force were to change the target and hit him, Marco had no confidence that he would survive.

Even though I have the ability to regenerate, it doesn’t mean I can regenerate my mind, and I don’t know how to do that.

‘The power of a devil that strong… … .’

It’s rare for Marco, but I’ve seen it a few times.

Satan, whom he currently serves, and those who hold the same rank as him.

Seven deadly sins.

‘Frondier has already reached them?’

I don’t know what the superiority of other powers will be, but if we only look at the power of the devil, Frondier may have already reached that point. It smells similar.

But if that was the case, Marco had something he was rather certain of.

It is impossible to enter a pantemonium that has already been created with that power.

‘The Seven Deadly Sins, they are a bundle of curiosity. Everyone has tried to rescue the defeated demon in Pantemonium. The same goes for what Frontier is doing now.’

Everyone’s thoughts were similar to the current Frontier.

Does it make sense that I cannot enter my pantemonium?

However, Pantemonium is not theirs.

It’s like the devil’s temple, so to speak. It is a solemn place created when two demons clash their souls.

Although the Seven Deadly Sins cannot be acknowledged, the owner of that place is worthy of being the true King of Demons.

The Seven Deadly Sins clearly rival the power of the gods. No, most gods cannot surpass the power of the Seven Deadly Sins.

There are countless gods in mythology whose weight, role, and power of name do not match those of their counterparts.

But even so, there was no owner of Pantemonium. Not a single devil is allowed to enter there.

So it’s definitely the same for Frontier.

‘Trying to become the owner of Pantemonium now is the height of arrogance. ‘Frondier.’

When Marco sensed the failure of Frontier,

Frontier had a completely different idea.

‘Pantemonium is not just a fantasy. Me and Bael unfolded it right here. If Bael is still trapped inside, it hasn’t been moved somewhere or disappeared.’

Right now, in this place, Pantemonium still exists.

It’s not visible, but it exists, and it’s still there, but the world has removed its existence.

Frontier had a very similar experience before.

‘… … ‘Elodie.’

When Elodie was lost due to the influence of Rector Ospreet.

Frontier used his ‘sixth sense’ to find her.

If Pantemonium can’t avoid the eyes of the ‘other world’ like it did then, its sixth sense will work this time too.

‘good.’

Frondier raised Helheim’s mana. Just like when I discovered Elodie, I pour all my mana into my sixth sense.

What is different from then is that the power of the devil is also in use now.

This is more of a headache than difficult. Sensation of moving left and right hands separately.

However, Helheim’s mana is ultimately the same as Frondier’s limbs, and the devil’s power is his soul itself.

In the end, it was as if a hidden curtain was slowly unfolding in Frontier’s eyes.

“it’s okay.”

With those words, Frondier entered the pitch-black world again. The moment I realized, I entered the world of Pentamonia again.

I don’t know what this will look like to Marco now. Will Frondier appear to have disappeared, or will it just appear to be standing still like it did when fighting Bael?

You’ll find out when you get out of here again.

“They said I could never go in, but they kept threatening me.”

Frondier said calmly.

However, from Frondier’s perspective, it is a ‘grave death’.

Once the match is decided, Pantemonium never appears in reality again.

This is now like a law for demons.

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So, what Frontier is doing now.

“I think I found a bug.”

In this world, the higher the status of a being, the purer it is. Either as evil or as good.

Here, purity means that it is more unified as a component of the world, rather than as a disposition of inclination.

Just as the Seven Deadly Sins infinitely belong to the demon world, Baldur and Thor infinitely belong to Asgard, and Zeus belongs to Olympus.

The higher the level, the more deeply related to that world and the less mixed it is.

From their perspective, Frondier, which always carries mana from a completely different world in its body, is literally a foreign body among foreign bodies.

And that’s why only Frontier allows unauthorized ‘re-entry’.

“Okay then. “Let’s look for it, Bael.”

* * *

After being thrown into darkness.

I don’t know how long time has passed.

Frontier’s Pentamonium is just nothing. It is not about slowing down or speeding up time.

However, the mere fact that there is nothing ruins the sense of time.

In the first place, not long after entering this Pentamonium, Bael was collapsing.

When anyone has already reached their limit, one second feels like hours and one minute feels like an eternity.

“… … .”

In that darkness, Bael simply remained silent.

At first, even words that didn’t make any sound were spat out like a scythe.

I had to have the sense of shouting something to be able to endure it.

But that didn’t last long either.

The fact that he could not hear the sound after spitting it out disgusted him, and even the fact that he had screamed afterwards was incomplete.

This place is not just pitch black.

It is a merciless universe that returns everything to nothing.

‘Even the pain… … .’

The power of the devil is said to be the form of a soul, but the soul that appears as Pantemonium is, of course, a weapon to defeat the opponent.

Their soul becomes a weapon, a spear to stab the opponent. The entire world they create is a spear and arrow aimed at the enemy, a panacea.

Therefore, most Pantemonium inflict pain on their enemies. It is a real thing that does not inflict pain on the body, but inflicts pain on the other person’s soul.

However, Frontier’s Pantemonium has nothing like that. After all, pain is evidence of existence.

There is no way Bael would feel pain as he begins to be treated as something that does not exist.

What this world pours out is not pain, but fear.

‘… … ah.’

The moment you realize that your actions are meaningless and worthless, how insignificant your personality becomes. Bael is experiencing it clearly now.

Since there was no meaning to seeing, hearing, or speaking, I soon started to stop doing it.

There is no meaning to what I think, so even that is getting worse.

──That’s right.

That time when I tried to let go of all consciousness.

Bael’s ears responded sensitively.

For a moment, he thought even this was an auditory hallucination. However, the auditory hallucination was clearer than I imagined.

And, it didn’t stop with just one time.

Jeopuk, Jeopuk, Jeopuk.

Bael raised his head. No, I thought so.

He believed that he had raised his body from its slump and decided that he was looking around.

All of that.

“hi.”

With a languid voice and a faint ray of light.

It was revealed that Bael had actually done that.

“… … ah.”

“I won, Bael.”

Bael couldn’t believe the man in front of him was making relaxed noises.

Of course, Bael clearly felt his defeat.

Therefore, it was even more obvious how this would end.

No one can re-enter the Pantemonium. This is the devil’s common sense.

Is all this an illusion? Bael, do you want to live so badly that you have such ugly delusions?

“Yes, bastard. how?”

“Well, I won, so listen to me. “Because I have a lot of work to do for you.”

Frontier said it as if it were a child’s fight.

“How did you get in here? This is Pantemonium! “It will be impossible to come back in!”

“Even if you say that, they’ve already come in.”

Frontier had no intention of explaining the process of entering the room.

It’s not that important to him, and especially to Bael right now.

“Well, it’s shameful to talk about it while leaving it in a place like this, but given the situation, there’s nothing we can do.”

Frondier exhaled lightly and then looked at Bael with a grin.

It was so out of place, it had the face of a boy.

Yes, it was the smile of a boy who was not even an adult yet, just a second grader.

“Obey me, Bael. Then I’ll get you out of here.”

“… … .”

“I don’t know if this threat will work. To the King of Hell.”

Frondier scratched his head. He knows that demons value their own lives.

Would it be worse for Bael? Or maybe not? In any case, since he is a demon, there must be something about him that values life more than humans. For Bael, who is called the king of hell, that may be pride.

In that case, ‘obedience’ may be an offer that Bael can never accept. There is a possibility that I would rather choose to die.

“… … .”

Bael looked at Frondier for a moment.

Just looking at it in front of you, you see a carefree face that cannot be seen as a human being who created this ’emptiness’.

But every time I look inside those relaxed eyes, into those eyes.

Even as Bael, I face black eyes with unknown depth that are difficult to understand.

“… … Are you saying you’ll save me?”

“If you obey.”

“When you return to reality, are you going to use the devil’s power on me again?”

In order to subdue the devil, the effectiveness of the devil’s power is the best.

But Frondier shook his head.

“I don’t use anything like that. It doesn’t work anyway. “Either this pantemonium will be created again, or it will die.”

“… … “Did you know?”

Frontier has several demons that he has killed with his demonic powers.

This was partly due to his inability to control his strength, but there are also many demons who choose to die on their own.

“Just saying is enough.”

“Words are enough? “Is it enough for me to say ‘I will obey’?”

“okay.”

“… … Do you think a promise like that would work for the devil?”

Bael was dumbfounded.

No matter what promise humans make with the devil, they put in place all kinds of restrictions and expedients. It’s natural. If we don’t do that, it’s humans who will suffer.

The devil is a ‘devil’ no matter what he does. There is an area between humans and demons that cannot be tolerated.

“You don’t have to listen.”

“… … ?”

“You obey me. In return, I let you get out of here. That’s enough for now. “As long as the procedure is carried out.”

At those words, Bael looks at Frondier for a moment.

‘… … Are you saying that some kind of magical device was added to the procedure? No, that can’t be possible. It makes no sense to enter the Pantemonium, and it is unreasonable to install magic inside it.’

“… … good night.”

Bael nodded.

“I obey you. “I and my army will follow you from now on.”

“good.”

Frondier nodded.

There was nothing more to ask Bael.

Frondier raised Helheim’s mana to leave this place again. It seemed like he had no interest in Bael anymore.

The sight was so strange that Bael asked again.

“… … “What is your purpose?”

“ok?”

“If you submit me, what’s next? Do you want to have all the devils under you? “Do you want to become king?”

──Become the king of demons.

Coincidentally, Bael said something similar to Arald.

Frontier was also a word that kept ringing in my head recently.

Frondier tilted his head.

“… … no.”

“what?”

“I’m not interested in ‘King’.”

King of Demons. I quite like the word itself. Somehow, I have thought that if Frondier himself were to become a king, that would be the least plausible thing for someone with such a bad temper.

But in the end.

Frontier knows who he is.

“I won’t be like that.”

“Something like that?”

“Something like a king or a god.”

“… … under. “You talk as if you can do anything if you put your mind to it.”

Bael chuckles.

Frondier smiled at those words.

“You are still the king, Bael.”

Frondier told Bael to obey.

At the same time, he still refers to Bael as king.

What does that ultimately mean?

It didn’t take long for Bael to realize that.